Omniscient and Almighty

Chapter 230

Xu Guangling had always let nature take its course when it came to practicing Taijiquan, Sanshou, Kaitianbu, Wuzhijue, and Fuxijue, but now, he was inexplicably looking forward to it.

In fact, it is not inexplicable. Seeing that the progress has been accelerated, and it is an unknown number of fast-forward accelerations, two of the nine nodes connecting the red flowers in the five-color flowers have been opened. The seven nodes below were broken away in one breath.

It doesn't even have anything to do with the results after flushing.

Well, it can also be said to be some kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder, "imperfect discomfort".

So in the following days, his mind will be more immersed in this aspect.After two experiments between going and not going, and finding out that the mist is indeed a propeller for practicing Fuxi Jue and it is a powerful propeller, Xu Guangling must go to the park every night.

Then he confirmed another thing again.

That is, with his absorption, the fog in the park is indeed decreasing day by day.

Seeing the almost boundless mist being absorbed by him day by day until thinner and thinner, Xu Guangling was a little terrified, frightened by his swallowing absorption.Before this, he never thought that his body could absorb the mist of this entire small world.

Although the mist is vague and not real, it is still too exaggerated.

In contrast, the mist he poured into the wood and jade and absorbed by the two old men is not worth mentioning at all. The two are roughly analogous, and they are more than [-] to [-], or even more outrageous.

It is this pitiful absorption that makes the spirits of the two old people visibly stronger day by day. This result makes Xu Guangling dumbfounded, but also vaguely understands why in the last dream, he would accept it. To the phrase "Yangguan is easy to break, but Yinlock is difficult to open".

If there is no such thing as the mist accidentally touched, then it may take a long, long, long time before he can open that node, and each node will probably take him a lot of time.

Just thinking about it for a moment made Xu Guangling's scalp tingle.

It is really the two different results, the difference is too outrageous, one is based on "days", and the other is at least based on "years", right?And most likely not one year, two years, three years, but ten years, 20 years, 30 years...

"The water here is really too deep!"

Even if it was extremely coincidental or quite lucky to step into the light-speed passage of practice, Xu Guangling still couldn't help sighing like this, and it was from this day that he had the idea of ​​keeping a diary.

"In life, there are too many coincidences. It will have a major impact on reality, and sometimes it is not from necessity, but from accident. An inadvertent accident may turn the world upside down and completely different. This I have to sigh, the thing that has been called "fate" by countless beings throughout the ages."

"If you say it doesn't exist, I don't know how many people feel the same way."

"If it is said to exist, who is manipulating it?"

"At this moment, a scale appeared in my mind. At one end of it, there are diligence, hard work, hard work, struggle, accumulation, development... and at the other end, it is called destiny."

In the first diary, Xu Guangling recorded it like this.

Sighing in the diary, sighing outside the diary, thinking about the present, thinking about the past, although Xu Guangling was not overwhelmed again, he was still out of his mind.

In the face of such turbulent emotions, Xu Guangling could only repeat his old tricks.

So, about half an hour later, another new piece of music was born, Xu Guangling named it "Fate".

This is another piece of flying fairy style, without a fixed melody, or in other words, the melody is very weird and not continuous, and there is no such thing as a so-called echo, end to end.

The music, starting from gentle, a clear and shallow creek, slowly overflowing from the outlet, flowing through the plain, the mountain stream, the green grassland, and the barrenness, the next moment, it seems to be just A very normal loop, but immediately after, it flew straight down three thousand feet.

The clear and shallow streams suddenly converge with thousands of streams, and the torrent flows straight down the mountains and rivers, flying pearls and jade, and the sound resounds through the sky.

The scattered flying beads, pieces of splashed jade, here turned into a series of turbulent musical notes, like light, like electricity, like thunder, like shooting stars...

And here, it is only about one-tenth of the music, and it can be said that it is just the beginning.

Since the creation of the last song "Good Fortune", Xu Guangling's music creation has indeed broken a certain restraint, and there is no fixed musical idea or melody that can restrict him.

It is like a fish entering the sea, and like a bird in the sky.

Only the fish and the birds can cause limitations, while the outside world, the world for the body and mind to roam, is neither boundless nor boundless.

After the creation of "Fate" was completed, Xu Guangling was at peace physically and mentally.

Destiny can be felt but not grasped. You can fear it, ignore it, and alienate it, but you can't get close to it.As far as people are concerned, those who can be close and grasp are those who are diligent, hardworking, hardworking, struggling, accumulating, and developing...

In such a state of mind, Xu Guangling worked day and night.

The years flow like water, very plain, but also very fulfilling.

During the day, boxing, sleeping, reading, thinking, making vermicelli, um, playing chess.Of course, the regular class and chats in Zhang's hometown every night are the absolute focus.

The boxing in the morning, from effective to ineffective at the beginning, has become a bit boring, but since absorbing the fog, Xu Guangling's body and mind seem to have undergone a certain transformation. Under such circumstances, even the very beginning of Tai Chi, When Xu Guangling called again, it became like old wine, mellow and thick, with endless taste.

Correspondingly, Mr. Zhang and Mr. Chen were even more excited and actively involved. Their level of immersion could already be described as "addicted", just like children who are addicted to their favorite games and cannot extricate themselves.

In the sound sleep after punching, Xu Guangling almost had no dreams at this stage. Once he fell asleep, he would feel sound, his body and mind stretched until the afternoon, and the sun was shining brightly.

On a sunny afternoon, Xu Guangling could do a lot.

Reading, thinking, or building a "memory bank" in my mind is a very interesting thing for Xu Guangling now. Just like the two old people who are addicted to practicing, Xu Guangling feels that this stage He is also a little obsessed with reading, thinking and memorizing.

Feeling that the "self-library" in my mind is being enriched and expanded bit by bit, the feeling is indescribable, I can only say, very good, very good!

If a workman wants to be good, he must first sharpen his weapon.

What Xu Guangling feels now is that with a sharp axe, chopping firewood has become a pleasure, which makes it hard to extricate oneself. ——After becoming photographic and able to "really present" books in his mind, Xu Guangling now feels itchy even if he doesn't read for a day.

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Thanks for the recommendation ticket support of "Professional Rabbit Rabbit Pig".

Thanks for the monthly ticket of "burning yellow stew".

(End of this chapter)