break the way [comprehension]

It never occurred to Du Ziteng that he could only copy these, or even copy the simplified version of the scriptures, and he would see them all light up one day.

Following the lighting of the "open" rune, each layer of the divine tower gradually lit up with dazzling light, which forced Du Ziteng to cover it with his hands. It took him a long while before he got used to the gorgeous and brilliant light that he couldn't look directly at. However, the gold brick that he wrote the talisman just now has disappeared, leaving only a gate that exudes endless red golden light.

Du Ziteng couldn't guess what would be in such a tower surrounded by divine texts. The door was extremely tall, and there was only an extremely dazzling light inside, which illuminated the entire dark space, but he couldn't see anything inside the door at all. situation.Against the backdrop of the brightly lit divine script, Du Ziteng even had an illusion. Could it be that this gate is the end point of all monks' cultivation—the legendary gate of ascension?Stepping over with one foot is the difference between immortals and ordinary people, and will you be different from ordinary people from then on?

Amidst the anxiety, Du Ziteng didn't know whether he should go to have a look, but the small wooden stick in his hand vibrated, as if he was urging Du Ziteng.

Du Ziteng looked down at the impatient little wooden stick, and finally walked towards the door hesitantly. The red-gold rays of light were warm and kind, as if bathing in the morning light. Step by step, the tiny figure of the cultivator in the refining period was finally drowned. In the golden light, within a short while, the light from the gate gradually disappeared, and the divine inscriptions on the pagoda also dimmed accordingly. In a blink of an eye, the pagoda had returned to its original state, leaving no trace of anyone visiting , but the blank gold brick completely disappeared, as if it had never appeared before, and there was no trace of it anymore.

This strange space has returned to the silence that has remained unchanged since ancient times.

This pagoda is also a wide space of red gold. As soon as Du Ziteng stepped into it, he felt: Why is the pagoda in front of him completely different from what he imagined, but there is a strange sense of familiarity!

Because the space inside is too high and far away, it will not feel cramped because it is completely closed. There is only a small platform in the center of the space. Small board, this table is really weird, first of all it can never be used to put things, but it is the size of a few books, and it is so strangely slanted, and the surface is so smooth that if you put things on it, it will definitely slip.

Du Ziteng obviously couldn't tell the material and origin of this thing, but somehow he felt very familiar with it, so familiar that he walked over without even thinking about it, and put his hand on the table.

So a starlight suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and the starlight suddenly magnified, and a scene was reflected in front of him. Du Ziteng looked around curiously. This scene came from nowhere, and it was not the "water" familiar to him in the cultivation world "Mirror" and other spells, and all spells require a caster, but he is the only one in this huge space, I really don't know where the scene released in this tower came from.

But soon, Du Ziteng ignored the source of the scene and studied the source of the scene. He was completely attracted by the "playing" image in front of him. The image was a piece of wild yellow sand, which was nothing to look at at all, but a fat man The figure trudged through it with a sad face, looking at the character eyebrows and mung bean eyes, it wasn't Qian Youcai, who was the elder of Qianqian!

Du Ziteng almost burst into laughter when he saw Elder Qian's chubby one, wearing a khaki robe full of patches, like a ball of dirt rolling on the sand, but Du Ziteng found it strange that no matter how Elder Qian Greed for money... that is also a dignified Jindan elder, how could he fall into such a miserable situation?

As the picture gradually zoomed out, a few yellow sheep appeared in the billowing sand, and saw those skinny sheep chewing pitifully on the scattered yellow hay in the yellow sand, and then looked at Elder Qian's face. With his ragged robes and his frowning expression looking at the sheep, Du Ziteng finally couldn't help laughing: Could it be that this money-greedy Elder Qian turned into a shepherd by the desert?

That's really worrying, I have to think about how to find water, food, and money for the sheep from the sand every day...then it must be gone...Du Ziteng knew that he was too unkind, but he still couldn't help laughing I can't afford to lose my waist.

I don't know if it's because Du Ziteng laughed too happily, but the image was sent into the distance with a whoosh. Du Ziteng looked intently, but the image didn't disappear, but just became smaller and receded to the back, and then another image was projected in front of Du Ziteng A picture comes.

Huh?Isn't this the elder named Feng from the outer sect?

This image is different from that of Elder Qian. Although the carved beams and paintings in this room are all mortal objects, in the eyes of a monk like Du Ziteng, they are also extremely exquisite. Elder Feng's face looks much younger and less Quite modest and compassionate, but a little more youthful.

"Second prince, you... this... Your Majesty's painstaking planning is about to come to fruition, and His Majesty has already decided to announce it to the world... At this moment, why do you want to be bewitched by the demon way... How can there be any immortals in this world? Listen to your mother, that is the highest position, what the demon said about flying through the clouds and riding the fog are all demons to confuse the public, Your Highness, you..." A person who looked like a follower tried to persuade.

But this young Elder Feng lowered his eyes and said nothing, his handsome brows were resolute.

Du Ziteng was a little surprised. Could it be that Elder Feng is now a prince who wants to practice Taoism?

Then, the image shrinks back again.

This time the scene is south of the Yangtze River in March, with small bridges and flowing water, and Wu Nong's soft words. This time, the protagonist Du Ziteng is not familiar with it. He only vaguely remembers that it is an elder sword repairer in Chunshanchi. One fought hard in the ranks, while the other made a mistake...

Du Ziteng watched the scenes, but he was thoughtful. Xiao Chen once said that there is a great opportunity for the Golden Core cultivator to conceive a baby in this star tide. Could it be that he is referring to these illusion-like experiences?Maybe a meditation in this illusion can be beneficial to practice?But Du Ziteng felt that it was not that simple. He was a little qi refining cultivator, after all, he knew too little, so he shook his head for a long time and had to give up.

While shaking his head, the image in front of him changed again, but this time it was a place that Du Ziteng was familiar with, hey, isn't this the gathering place?

It's just that this angle of view seems to be looking down from a high altitude, and there are many golden elixir powers gathered in one place... Du Ziteng suddenly realized that he couldn't laugh or cry, isn't this the Lanzhou auction he hosted a few days ago?It was actually "recorded" by this divine tower and broadcast to myself?

Then, the angle of view suddenly turned downwards, and it didn't focus on their noisy auction, but a place not too far away from the auction.

A blood-colored figure watched the lively auction over there, and patted the blind-eyed beast riding under him: "Oh, these idiots, let's let them have fun for the last time. Tsk, although this idiot is a bit stupid in what he does , to be able to raise such a blood slave, it is still somewhat useful, it is not in vain that I have a crush on his skin..."

Du Ziteng could only see that his palms were sweating, and the scene of this bloody figure fighting Xiao Chen was still vivid in his memory. Hearing that voice, it was clearly the ancestor of blood slaughter, but the other party's tone...could it be the legend in the cultivation world?But that blood-slaughter patriarch is already one of the most powerful demons in the evil way, whoever can take him away... what a terrifying demon it must be.

And the ferocious beast under his crotch was quietly and docilely in front of the mount at this time. If it wasn't for that blurry look, Du Ziteng would have thought that this ferocious beast was just a coincidence that it looked similar to the one that chased them down that day!This one in front of him is extremely obedient, how can it be a little bit cruel... who can tame a ferocious beast into a mount... Who is in the body of the blood-slaughter patriarch? !

From the moment the bloody figure appeared, he seemed to feel the same as his master. The small wooden stick in Du Ziteng's hand was buzzing vigilantly.

Before Du Ziteng was more frightened, the image did not shrink back as before, but disappeared immediately. The image in front of Du Ziteng changed again: it was a sky that seemed to be doomsday, countless lightning frantically swallowed like a long snake, reflecting In the rocky and desolate land below, those lightning bolts do not flash like ordinary lightning—there are cracks everywhere it passes, and the bloody ointment after the cracks can be faintly seen—this lightning is actually tearing space!

Du Ziteng could only feel his legs trembling faintly... This scene... This scene was exactly what Xiao Chen saw in the Hidden Sword Hall on the day when he formed the alchemy!

There were tens of thousands of monks in the main hall that day, but he was the only one who was still in shock when he saw this terrifying scene. The other brothers around him didn't realize it at all, and they were still pointing and laughing at those powerful supernatural powers...

Could it be that the scene in front of him, like the bloody figure just now, had already happened and really existed, and it wasn't his hallucination that day? !

He was just a little monk, he felt terrified in front of such a world-shattering apocalyptic power, and the small wooden stick in his hand was also trembling endlessly in fear and panic.

Seeing that the entire sky was about to be torn into powder by the rampant lightning, but the sky and the earth were firmly supported by seven huge sky pillars of different shapes, and the moment countless cracks flashed in the night sky, there was a roar between the sky and the earth: "You! dare!"

Then, countless golden lights suddenly ignited from one of the pitch-black sky pillars, and the golden lights flooded into the sky in an endless stream, repairing a large area of ​​the sky in the blink of an eye, and everything became peaceful again... But I don't know if it was Du Ziteng's Illusionally, the black sky pillar was clearly dimmed, and Mo Hua retreated, as if he was infected with a bit of defeat.

Then the scene gradually blurred but never disappeared. In the blurred scene, the night sky gradually lit up, as if the dawn had arrived, but the seven pillars standing upright began to change, and sometimes a pillar fell down suddenly. There is always a different pillar growing again.

With the rhythm of this change, sporadic grasses gradually grew on the desolate and rocky island. When everything on the island slowly began to be full of vitality, Du Ziteng found that the number of pillars on the island actually decreased during the change. , as the sky became brighter, the grass gradually became more lush, and there were a few more bushes, all of which were filled with colorful auspiciousness, luxuriant and green, obviously not extraordinary, but there were sometimes five pillars on that day, and sometimes only three.

Gradually, when everything on the island was full of vitality, the last sky pillar disappeared unknowingly, and Du Ziteng actually saw a person on the island. The blurry scene that I had been watching with the misty morning fog suddenly became clear.

It was a monk, a swordsman, his eyes were shining with excitement and joy, as if he had seen these strange flowers and plants for the first time in his life.

Compared with the big monks Du Ziteng knew, his clothes are very simple and ordinary, and even the iron sword on his back is unremarkable. Compared with the famous flying swords in the current cultivation world, he looks more like A handful of mortal soldiers did not use any precious materials at all, nor did they have the aura that divine weapons should have.

But when he raised his legs, he seemed to be walking thousands of miles in an understatement. His clothes didn't move, but he suddenly changed his position. Du Ziteng was shocked to feel that his speed was no longer speed. It seemed that he was tearing apart two spaces to travel through !

What made Du Ziteng even more astonished was that the island was full of flowers and trees, and the sword cultivator would inevitably step on these flowers and trees during his curious circling, but where his footprints passed, those exotic flowers and plants were not damaged at all. Du Ziteng looked carefully, the place where the sword cultivator stood seemed to be in a different space from these flowers and trees, and it didn't affect it at all!

Only this one, Du Ziteng thought carefully about the Golden Core cultivators he had seen before, Du Ziteng shook his head, at least he had been with Xiao Chen day and night, it was absolutely impossible to do it, Du Ziteng tried to extend his imagination a bit, and wanted to be more terrifying, such as the sword sect Master Changxiao, the head of the sect, stood in the sky in the hidden sword hall that day, and his figure was a thousand miles away, but Du Ziteng didn't see more details, so he couldn't compare—but the conclusion of "no comparison" was over. Very appalling.

Reverend Changxiao is already recognized as No. 1 in the real cultivation world. The sword cultivator in this scene has not made a move from the beginning to the end, but the object to be used to measure him is already a monk of the level of Reverend Changxiao... Du Ziteng With a wry smile, this kind of great power, he only saw it once in the hidden sword hall in his life, but he was able to watch it so closely in this divine tower, and he didn't know the origin of this sword cultivator.

Du Ziteng couldn't help being horrified but also a little curious, hoping to observe more from the details, so that he could speculate that such a person was a sword cultivator, and besides the Hengxiao Sword Sect, he didn't know where else there would be.

But gradually, the sword cultivator in the scene wandered here, and even lowered his head to look at those exotic flowers and plants to record when he had nothing to do, but the sword cultivator was a sword cultivator after all. He still likes to practice, and this kind of powerful practice is beyond the comprehension of Du Ziteng, a little talisman. He also has no way of knowing how many times the scene he saw happened.

Until one day, the sword cultivator in that scene seemed to be retreating with his legs crossed, and suddenly there was a thunderbolt on the sunny day. This thunderbolt was not as terrifying as what Du Ziteng had seen before, but with its rumbling power, it shocked the vegetation on the island.

After a few thunderbolts, the sword cultivator seemed to have made a breakthrough, and opened his eyes with a relaxed and joyful face. Although he was only a small monk, Du Ziteng also knew that the deeper the cultivation base, the harder it is to improve. The realm can break through, I am afraid it is inseparable from this mysterious island, Du Ziteng even secretly guessed whether the spiritual energy on this island is very abundant, otherwise why those rare flowers and plants that have never been heard of in the cultivation world can grow so much Lush.

If there is a chance, he also wants to see it, but he hopes to encounter this island in the daytime, not the terrifying island in the night.

Just at the moment when Du Ziteng was flirting, the sword cultivator in the scene suddenly stopped his practice for some reason and stared blankly at the sky. Du Ziteng didn't know what he saw, his expression suddenly seemed unbelievable and unacceptable, and then he looked around The little island looked up at the endless sky, his expression was full of struggles, and then he stood on the spot without moving for a long time.

Just when Du Ziteng thought that the sword cultivator had become a stone statue because of his cultivation obsession, or whether the scene had been broken, the sword cultivator let out a long sigh, and that sigh was relief, compassion, and Relieved, seems to be happy.

Then, he swam across the not-so-big island again with nostalgia, inspecting the plants and trees carefully, just like what he did when he first came here, but in the end, he only showed a faint smile, Then it disappeared on the island.

Du Ziteng waited and waited, waited and waited, but the sword repairman never appeared again, never again.

Du Ziteng stared blankly at the place where the sword cultivator disappeared. He didn't understand what choice the sword cultivator made just now, nor why he didn't appear anymore, but Du Ziteng felt a deep sadness for some reason.

Before he could calm down, the scene changed again, all kinds of rare and exotic plants crowded the whole scene, and the colorful colors almost blinded Du Ziteng's eyes, even though Du Ziteng had never seen any of them, it definitely didn't stop him from drooling It flowed out and dripped all over the ground: every tree here is definitely valuable! ! !

His standard is very simple, look at the aura, the aura of every plant here is blinding people's eyes, okay?Although he is only a small monk in the Qi refining period, he has participated in many auctions of so-called high-level monks, and he also has his professional judgment (occupation: money fan).

But what surprised Du Ziteng was that according to the rumors in the comprehension world, the higher the spiritual plant, the weirder its temper. It looks like eyeballs, but if he's not mistaken, those white radish-like things that are happily crowded there... seem to be exactly the same as those in the illustrated book, right?Is it just going to be a lot bigger?

And the one over there who was wronged and hung on the tree was even squeezed to the point where only a small branch was left to live in... How could it be so different from the piece of legendary extinct lotus vine he gave to the mayor last time? How about a slight resemblance?Even the one hanging there is far older than the little piece he held last time...

Could it be that the so-called rare spiritual plants also have gangs?These guys are all crowded together for a meeting to join in the fun? !

In Du Ziteng's very unreasonable guess, the small open space in the center of this large pile of spiritual plants seemed very abrupt. Really, the open space was about ten feet in radius, as if it had been carefully drawn with a rope, ten feet Besides, there is not even an inch of extra land from the air to the ground, not to mention the ground to be rubbed against, and it is all filled with these spiritual plants, but within ten feet, there is no grass growing, just like sprinkling grass. What kind of poisonous general.

Huh?wrong.

Cough, at least not a single blade of grass grows is not quite right, in the middle of that ten feet... there is still a single grass growing.

Really, just one tree.

That grass... Uh, Du Ziteng tried his best to find an appropriate adjective, but finally had to give up. Well, this grass grows like the weeds on the side of the road in the world, with slender green leaves. If you must say What's the difference... presumably a little cuter?Timid and tender, with tiny hairs on the edges.

It looked like grass, but Du Ziteng didn't dare to recognize it.

In such a place where there are as many exotic plants as dogs... How could it be an ordinary grass that can occupy the central ten feet.

But no matter how Du Ziteng looked at it, the grass was crisp and green, with only one slender young leaf, and the second leaf hadn't even come out. Grass...

After much difficulty, Du Ziteng finally pulled his eyes out from the overly dense exotic plants and the overbearing strange grass that did not match the appearance at all. Du Ziteng suddenly felt that this land is a little bit Familiar... Fuck me, isn't this the same island? !

It was packed full of so many exotic plants, but Du Ziteng didn't recognize them for a long time.

All of a sudden, Du Ziteng became very enthusiastic about the scene of the release, not to mention anything else, if he could walk around the island, um, bring something back to the realm of comprehension, then he would be developed too!

In Du Ziteng's eyes, this is no longer an island, but a cornucopia!Moreover, it is a cornucopia of invincible wealth and the entire cultivation world!

In the next moment, the cornucopia in Du Ziteng's eyes began to tremble violently, and then regardless of the many delicate and rare plants on the island, which were worth as many mountains as spiritual stones, the island was still shaking endlessly.

Then a very miraculous scene appeared around the oscillating island. It seemed to be flying in mid-air, sometimes crossing mountains and rivers, sometimes flying across the boundless ocean, and then bumped into something transparent at the end of the sky. Under Du Ziteng's distressed eyes looking at those delicate flowers and trees, the island broke through the cover and continued to move forward...

Then the island seemed to come to another world, the sky was dark, the volcano roared endlessly, and the lava surged like a river... As he continued to move forward like this, Du Ziteng gradually understood that where the island was located, the worlds seemed to be surrounded by each other. The invisible glazed cover separates the islands like this, passing through one world after another.

Until, it came to a thin, almost non-existent cover. Behind the transparent cover, a miniature world floated in it. I saw lush forests and mountains overlapping each other. Young children are playing and playing, and the afterglow of the setting sun is as gorgeous and charming as gold.

This world is so peaceful and beautiful, Du Ziteng's eyes linger and he can't hide his love.

As if reflecting Du Ziteng's thoughts at this time, after a loud "bang", the island finally stopped, as if it had been placed roughly.

A deep and elegant voice said to itself in a strange language: "It's here, you...you will like it."

Then, all the exotic plants on the island were suddenly uprooted. Under Du Ziteng's shocked eyes, these rare treasures, which were unique in the cultivation world, suddenly shattered into countless golden powders. With a wave of a pair of invisible hands, these golden powders melted As a streamer, it passed through the thin transparent cover like a falling star, scattered into dots of golden light scattered all over the world.

The places where the golden light gathers the most are the vast snowfields, the clear lakes, and the rushing rivers... But the place with the most is a cloudy and misty peak, and the golden light even reflects the peak into a beautiful pure gold. color.

Then, those invisible big hands carefully held out a fluorescent light that was faint like a candle in the wind.

It took a long time for Du Ziteng to hear a soft sigh. On the already bare island, the only remaining young grass was swaying and pulled up actively. The grass seemed to be spiritual, gently circling around Covered with that faint fluorescent light, it seemed to hold infinite cherishment and tenderness, the grass silently shattered into layers of hard shells to firmly protect that weak fluorescent light.

The whisper in a strange language faded away: "Goodbye..."

Du Ziteng stood blankly on the spot, and before he knew it, his lap was wet with tears.