Omniscient and Almighty

Chapter 848
That is naturally an act of death.

And it's quite deadly.

But it's all said, the king replays the bronze number.

If you don't do some showy operations, what is the difference from real bronze?
Of course, this is just a joke. The real reason is that according to the growth progress of this body, it will take more than half a year to start practicing.

This time is too long for a great master.

It only takes a month at most to positively change Qi and blood, and experience the changes in the root bones and the whole body in this process, but in fact, it can't even be used up for one month.

Half a year minus one month is still half a year!

So, what are you doing for so long?

Of course it is an experiment.

The time is just right, the sun is shining... Well, there is no sunshine, but as the saying in the previous life, beating a child on a rainy day is idle anyway.

The root bone of this body is only middle-lower, even middle-level, which is not very ideal.

If it's down, down, down, very bad, then it's just right, you can barely make do with it, and you don't need him to toss back and forth again.

Now, of course we have to toss.

Must toss.

At this moment, after a flash of inspiration, he thought, and after thinking, Xu Guangling finally decided on a major research project for the past few months, "Gengu Yixue".

Of course, there is also "mutual transfer of body and mind", which is used on Xu Tonghui.

There is also "transformation from Dazong to Dazong", which will be used on Tian Hao in the future, although it is difficult for Tian Hao to reach the height of Dazong, or even half of it.

And this fundamental change, Xu Guangling used it on himself.

Not through practice, but only through ordinary means, mainly herbs, to see what kind of boundary can be achieved by the root bone under the action of the medicine, up and down.

Upward, whether it can achieve perfection, is a bit short.

Downward, after falling to a certain level, will it cause life itself to bottom out and rebound, showing a different kind of "good fortune".

So wait.

This is something that Xu Guangling has never dabbled in in his previous life, and it is also a new field for him.

Should be more interesting.

After confirming the project, looking back, he wants to become a master in the field of grand masters. Isn't this a river that must be crossed on the way?
Therefore, this so-called flash of inspiration is not just a flash of inspiration.

It is the "instinctive" thinking of Dazong and Dazong.

At this thought, Xu Guangling smiled slightly.

Time seems to be reversed, back to the beginning when he went from ordinary to extraordinary in his previous life, that night, he composed a new piece of music, and the few words he embedded in this song "Dream of Thousand Years":
I mourn, and the world mourns with me.

I am silent, and the world is silent with it.

I laugh and the world laughs with me.

I sing, the world turns into a butterfly, spreads its wings and flies.

At this moment, there is no singing, but the world is still hovering around him in the attitude of a butterfly. In the dark, he can even feel the lightness and lightness.

Xu Guangling suddenly became interested.

He hasn't touched the piano for a long time.

In this world, I have never seen such a thing.

In his previous life, after all, his original identity was half a "musician".

Thinking of this, Xu Guangling smiled again with gentle eyes.

That is by no means the gaze of a Dazong or a Grand Master, and it is not the gaze of an owner of "Indestructible True Nature", but a real gaze, like that of an 11-year-old child.

It was afternoon, outside the gazebo, there was light rain.

Xu Guangling reached out and picked up a leaf that had been knocked down by the wind or rain from the back of the bench at the edge of the gazebo.

The slender leaves are like the willow leaves of the previous life.

In fact, it is not willow, but only slender.

This is also the many characteristics of this life and the previous life - the styles are similar, but they are not the same.

If you want to see the state of the world, there are no books, and if you want to sing about your youth, there is no spring and autumn.

Want to drink wine without old friends, want to make new acquaintances...you are still young...

Parents and mothers, my son is well today, and my heart is full of incense. I wish you all the spring breeze and long drunk, and sleep together with the heaven and the earth.

Teacher, Mr. Chen, how is the new world?Disciple is no longer around, and I can neither listen to your teachings nor continue to serve disciples. You have to be good, it's a pity that there is no big world express, otherwise disciple will definitely send you the root bone improvement potion.

Jiantianjing is too underwhelming and not powerful at all. When it can really "appreciate the world", maybe the disciples will be able to know where you are.

Until then, you must be careful.

Especially Mr. Chen, remember to be a man with your tail between your legs, you are no longer a generation of Wu Zong.

My apprentice Shen Xin, the journey from a mortal to a great master has been carefully analyzed for you as a teacher with the simulation of 50 years of college entrance examination and 30 years of simulation, and there is no ambiguity in it.

Even if the world changes and you start all over again, surely you won't let your teacher down, right?
As a teacher, don't worry that you are not good.

I'm just worried that you are too good.

Asking you to copy the Tao Te Ching [-] times is actually just asking you to memorize those four words.

Goodness is like water.

Fellow Daoist Chang'an, if there is no accident, you and Xiaoxin should be in the same world. I don't know how long it has been, but it shouldn't be too long, right?

I don't know if you two can recognize each other?
……

Thoughts are like wind and rain.

Xu Guangling didn't control it, but let nature take its course.

And the thin leaves that were placed near the mouth were blown by the mouth in a natural way.

There is no tone, but it is just like the wind and the water, forming a theme of its own.

That is the great master's ascension to the high place, the sun and the moon rise and fall.

That's Dazong's looking around, laughing at the world, although the world is different, the reason is the same, one life is Dazong, and forever is Dazong.

That is "Father", "Mother", "There is no wind and rain", "Big Dreams", "The Way of the Sages", "Scorching Flowers", "Lan Ke", "The Title Page of the World" and other pieces of music echoed in my heart, and were strung together by notes. , is not only a memory, but also a path.

That is on the road, encounters along the way, those people, those things.

More than scenery.

More than experience.

It has already been integrated into life and has become an inseparable part of life itself.

So it doesn't matter the past.

That is also in this life, at this moment, I randomly made a plan to play with my own bones, only to realize that the minds of Da Zong and Da Grand Master have already become the main body of life, even if they change bodies, they will not be able to change their bodies. There is no need to be "pulled into the water" by this body, but the body will only be pulled up.

The mind may be disturbed, but the mind cannot be invaded, and the consciousness cannot be moved.

"The reason why I have a serious patient is because I have a body, and because I don't have a body, what trouble do I have?"

Such a level has not yet been reached.

But the flavor in it can already be tasted a little bit.

It is the world that turns into a butterfly and flies around me, and it is me who turns into a butterfly and flies in this world.

Flying is not beautiful enough, not so free and easy, the level of the great master is still a bit low, in this life, I have to work hard, I already have a life to rely on, in this life, it is best to go farther, farther, at least There are ten songs to be used as road signs, right?

It can't be compared to the previous life.

The clear voice gradually faded away and sank in the light rain, but it was no more than a dozen steps away, and it disappeared in the peace between heaven and earth.

Xu Tonghui couldn't hear it.

People outside the compound can't even hear it.

Only this rain, this pavilion, the water outside the pavilion, the trees by the water, the grass under the trees, and the stones among the grass, witness this moment, listening to an unexpected concert.

(End of this chapter)