Fist of Imagination

In the empty sea, the boundary origin is scattered, the big ones are like stars and continents, the small ones are like sand and dust, gathering and dispersing, breaking and combining, changing constantly, just like the fate of all living beings.

The ancestors of all living beings on both sides of the strait were all born from the boundary origin, and they were the sons of the boundary origin.

In the era when the sons of the boundary origin were active, there were very few living beings on both sides of the strait, but they were all powerful and powerful, stirring the tides on both sides with their gestures. The boundary origin corresponding to their fate was vast and boundless, as big as stars and celestial bodies, which could be called destiny and astrology.

As the living beings on both sides of the strait continued to multiply, the descendants of the sons of the boundary origin gradually lost the extraordinary power of their ancestors, and most of them became ordinary things.

But the living beings on both sides of the strait were born from the boundary origin after all. Once they began to practice, the essence of life approached the extraordinary level, and they would see the phantom of the self-nature boundary origin in the dark.

At this point, the extraordinary people can follow the induction and try to go out of the spirit and cross the sea, enter the boundary origin, and awaken their own nature.

When they see it, they know where the boundary origin is.

When they understand it, they will understand the method of crossing the sea.

It works, and the foundation of the Dao is cultivated.

Only then did he start to give it a try, set off to the empty sea, and enter the realm.

Liang De was subjected to a fierce operation, and he saw in a trance that he thought he understood, but in fact he could not, but was pushed to the self-nature realm by Yuan Tianren and Chang Duanxuan. It is true that wealth and honor are sought in danger, and bricks can fly even if they are strong.

Yuan Tianren and Chang Duanxuan put away the magical power of borrowing appearance. Both of them were like glass, empty and transparent. Not only did they stagger, but their external images were also flickering, like a black and white TV screen with poor signal.

The two found a quiet courtyard in the school, threw the dead Liang De on the floor next to them, and sat cross-legged facing each other under the eaves.

Chang Duanxuan reached into his blue cloth gown, took out a barbecue charcoal stove with an iron net, flicked his finger to light it, reached into his arms and searched twice, and put thick-cut beef, fish roe, fins, crispy bone meatballs and other things one after another, and put a plate of fried peanuts and a plate of assorted crispy pickles next to the stove.

Yuan Tianren took out a pot of warmed wujiapi wine, a pair of bone china wine glasses, two shallow bowls, two pairs of bamboo chopsticks with gold inlay, and two black and white wooden chopstick pillows in the shape of a supine panda from the sleeves of his Taoist robe, and arranged everything in a wave of his hand.

The tempting aroma of roasted food soon spread.

The two of them drank and chatted while waiting for Liang Deshen to return from the boundary.

"What kind of self-nature supernatural power do you think this kid can awaken?" Chang Duanxuan asked.

"Hehe, which boundary walker with a proper background didn't build a system of abilities before leaving the spirit and crossing the sea, repeatedly understand the self-nature, and polish the will and spirit, just waiting for the spirit to enter the boundary to sublimate the core ability.

This kid has accumulated a broken soul, listened to your wild fox Zen for a long time, and entered the empty sea in a daze, and was pushed all the way to the self-nature boundary. I don't think even God knows what he can awaken." Yuan Tianren picked up the pot and took a gulp before pouring himself a glass of wine, and his old face flushed.

"No, no, God just doesn't know what he wants to awaken. The White Void Realm allows for all kinds of changes, and the Self-nature Realm contains all his past information... I guess, I'm afraid that he will extract something from his past and turn it into a magical power."

"Hahahaha, it depends on whether this kid's face is black or white."

...

The sea of ​​​​sky, the edge of the other side.

Liang De's integrated broken soul has landed safely, and the blue bird boat has retracted its sails, restored to countless tiny words, and immersed in the heart light dagger transformed by Liang De's soul.

The spiritual light bloomed, and the heart light dagger was restored to the soul body that was exactly the same as Liang De himself, with his eyes closed, lying flat in the center of the Self-nature Realm, unconscious.

This is an inverted cone-shaped floating island that is wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, shaped like a giant rock, pure white all over, without any mixed colors.

Outside the suspended pure white giant rock, bright yellow triangular array symbols densely formed a spherical outer cover, so that people in this realm cannot see the outside scene.

It's time to get off work, Liang De is about to get off work.

He is dreaming.

The so-called time to get off work is 1:30 in the middle of the night. A PPT and dozens of web pages are opened on the computer screen at the workstation. There are already hundreds of records in the clipboard. Next to the mouse pad are two empty coffee paper cups and half-bitten peanut chocolate.

Machines are freer than people. The central air conditioner goes off work on time every day. The air is turbid and hot. The sweaty shirt sticks to the back, and the whole person exudes sourness.

Liang De feels like a ball of vinegar rice stuck by cheap salmon. The conveyor belt sushi restaurant is priced at 7 yuan per plate, a total of two.

Wait a minute, so the conveyor belt salmon sushi at 7 yuan per plate is salmon sushi for couples. I don't have a girlfriend. I am not worthy of comparing myself to it.

The thought just now was really arrogant.

Sorry, the salmon sushi couple at the conveyor belt sushi restaurant, I have always been too rude.

Liang De raised his foot and pushed the edge of the desk with his hand. The swivel chair moved back, his knees moved out from under the desk, and he stood up with his legs straight.

I was a little hungry, and I couldn't finish it in a short time. I went out to eat something, get some fresh air, and smoke a cigarette.

It would be great if there was a smoke alarm that could intelligently identify cigarette smoke and remain silent at the right time like a good woman.

Unfortunately, in Liang De's life, there were neither good girls nor such smart smoke alarms.

Liang De moved his neck and waist, making an ominous clacking sound, took his mobile phone and work card, and took the elevator to the next floor.

He bought oden and a triangular rice ball with shrimp and mayonnaise at the 24-hour 117 convenience store.

Liang De held a paper bowl, chewed konjac shreds and kelp knots in his mouth, and walked to the entrance of a nearby narrow street, where a row of vending machines and trash cans stood.

This extra-tall Municipal Guard vending machine has four garbage inlets on the lower side, which is a new model released two years ago.

Now the garbage cans on the street can only be found at bus stops. The elderly are afraid of being fined, so they have to prepare a plastic bag in their pockets when they go out. The guys with girlfriends don’t help the girls carry their bags when they go shopping, and all they hold are snack packaging and empty milk tea cups.

Liang De is used to smoking, eating, and throwing garbage by the vending machine on overtime nights, and finally buying a bottle of drink from the vending machine to express his gratitude.

Now let’s enter the random selection stage.

Close your eyes and randomly click on the display glass window of the vending machine. Whatever you click is what you get. It doesn’t matter what you drink. There are regrets in everything you drink, and no surprises in everything you drink.

They are all similar, all okay.

Today’s “okay” is Wuyi brand Yanyun tea series, summer limited edition Narcissus Oolong, round shoulder short bottle, 350 ml, clear orange-yellow.

Liang De unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip with the aftertaste of tobacco.

The tea flavor is very strong, with a refreshing aftertaste, rock-bone flower fragrance, and elegant like orchids.

Although it is just a bottled fast-moving beverage, it is named Narcissus Oolong, but you can taste some of the flavor. It is much better than some brands of spring limited cherry blossom milk flavor and vitality white peach flavor.

It's really good... Although it's not a surprise, it's just okay. Everything is okay, which is enough.

In Gu Long's novel, there are two cooks who cook a few dishes and drink a cup after closing every day, enjoying the most pleasant one or two hours of the day. They live because of such one or two hours.

The gap of one or two hours prevents people from suffocating in their livelihood.

Liang De smoked a cigarette and thought of the two cooks.

What did they eat after closing? There must be salt-roasted beef, roasted wings, fried peanuts... Drinking Wujiapi is better. It's strange, why do I have such specific and rich associations when I think of food, even though I just finished eating rice balls.

"Hu——"

The cigarette is finished.

Liang De's cigarette butt was very clean, without any white spots left.

Second-hand smoke suffocates many people, but first-hand smoke is fresh air for many people who are about to suffocate.

Some people don't drink or smoke, but smoke when they drink.

Liang De has insisted on smoking only and not drinking for health reasons since graduating from high school, so he smokes more heavily.

Three cigarette butts, fifteen minutes, the break time is almost over.

Liang De sighed, stuffed the last cigarette butt into the bottle that deliberately left a little tea, screwed the lid on and threw away the empty bottle, and prepared to go back to the company to finish the remaining PPT.

He thought about it, and bought a cup of double espresso American coffee from the vending machine.

It's so bitter... I should be able to finish it before three o'clock.

At two o'clock in the morning, the elevator went up.

I'm so sorry, elevator man, I asked you to work overtime so late, it's all my inefficiency, I'm so sorry, you stop here and wait for me for a while, just one hour.

At three o'clock in the morning, the elevator was stood up.

...

Liang De woke up.

On the pure white plain of the self-nature realm, the familiar shadow stood by.

Everything around him lost its attraction.

He stretched out his hand tremblingly, touched the place he had touched thousands of times, and felt the familiar temperature.

"Have you also traveled through time..."