Chapter 5494: Way of Nature
It is different from what Wu Zhuo imagined.
The great ancestor of this ancestral **** Tiantian did not use magic methods to improve his divine blood thinness, to improve his aptitude, nor did he teach any secret techniques.
It just changed the environment of this mysterious area.
This change is not sublimation, but weakening.
The lingering nebula dispersed with the chaotic essence, and there was a filthy red dust atmosphere flowing, as if it penetrated through the mortal dust, causing this area to fall into it.
In the region of lawlessness and skylessness, the rising sun, the setting sun, and the rolling red dust formed a great contrast with the chaos of the top world, which made it difficult for Wu Zhuo to understand.
He was fortunate to have seen a powerful ancestor **** open the altar to preach, the door was wide open, and the wonderful truths were present.
That kind of sight impressed him extremely.
However, the methods used by the ancestor **** as the great ancestor, instructing him to practice, are so ordinary.
But this great ancestor didn't explain much, his true body was condensed.
It was a dazzling young man with half-white hair and a burlap cloth. He looked ordinary to the extreme, like a mortal, but his deep eyes made Wu Zhuo dare not look straight, and his heart was disturbed. trembling.
In this generation of heaven, apart from Kunlun, he is probably the only one who has seen Taizu's true body.
at this time.
The boy had already sat down facing Chaoyang and asked Wu Zhuo to sit still and breathe together.
Wu Zhuo did what he said.
The young man's clothes fluttered and looked even more ethereal, and he was truly integrated into the billowing red dust. The whole process did not involve any way.
Wuchou is not good at it.
He found that this kind of meditation seemed simple, but it needed to adjust the breath, blend into the red dust, and contradict the way of the gods.
No matter how bad he is, it is also the innate god, the incarnation of the Dao. When the mountains and rivers collapse and the thoughts are surging, there will be the Dao Lun sound resounding in your ears. How do you go to sit quietly?
But every time here.
Wu Zhuo would raise his eyes and look at the young man bathing in the rising sun, with a firm look in his eyes.
The Taizu’s cultivation base absolutely surpassed all the ancestral gods. Since the other party can do it, how can there be a way to refute the gods?
Wu Zhuo is constantly trying to figure out, trying to get himself into concentration.
Perhaps it was this boy, what he is doing now is really suitable for shamanism.
Hundreds of millions of years later.
Wu Zhuo found the feeling, the light of the great road on his body gradually faded, the supreme aura was restrained, and the whole person gradually merged into the red dust environment, but it only lasted for a short time.
Simultaneously.
As time passed, Wu Zhuo became a little anxious.
For so many years, he just sat quietly, not to mention the improvement of his cultivation, and even faintly declined.
His strength was far inferior to the ancestor gods of the same realm, but now he has been ‘delayed’ again. What future is there to talk about?
"If there is a lack of great success, its use will not be harmful, and its great profit will be rushed, and its use will be endless..."
Repeatedly at this time, there was a witty remark, as if Qingliu hit Wu Zhuo's heart, letting him go all out of distractions and immerse him in a state of concentration.
Afterwards.
The teenager will get up, take the witch clumsy to bathe in the sunset, and stretch out in the **** setting sun.
In the chaos, the competition between perfect creatures is fierce and cruel. I don't want to be eliminated, but I can only withstand the huge pressure and move forward courageously.
Therefore, this is an experience that has never been experienced before.
Time passed year after year.
He seemed to have forgotten, the purpose of his coming, also forgot his own situation, his mind became ethereal.
Watch the sunrise and enjoy the sunset.
After this area was weakened, many mortal things appeared, such as rocks, trees, and rivers, but they couldn't sustain the evolution of the years. They alternated, repeated cycles, and moved in cycles.
Wu Zhuo looked at it like this, his eyes went from brilliant to dead, from bright to hollow, as if they had also experienced an evolution from prosperity to decline.
"Everything has a way!"
Wu Zhuo sighed with sincere emotion.
Forgetting the pressure and abandoning distracting thoughts, he is relaxed, and he has changed a lot when he first came here.
The Tao is not visible here, nor does it involve the Tao in meditation.
But from the sound of the wind, he faintly heard the sound of Taoism that was weakened countless times, and from the turbulent river, he also captured the lowest order of the avenue.
If it is sublimated and traced back to the source, then it is the true Tao.
The current perception is like peeling off a cocoon, allowing him to see many details.
"I used to practice, only focusing on enlightenment, but I don't know what the enlightenment is..."
This feeling made Wu Zhuo addicted.
The perfect creatures born in the same group as him have either fallen or stood on top of the chaos. He has toiled over the years and witnessed too much. How similar is it to the rise and fall of the mortal world before him?
He and this environment already have a kind of fit.
The years are gradually passing away.
This fit is even more amazing.
Wu Zhuo no longer needs the guidance of a young man, so he sinks in spontaneously, and his perception of everything is gathered in his mind, forming a simple rhyme of Taoism.
Wu Zhuo stepped in the rising sun, and immediately settled on a rock.
He took root under his seat, as if he merged with the rock, and he really felt a beating sound.
Even ordinary rocks have life, accept the ravages of wind and rain, absorb the essence of the sun and moon from the ravages, strengthen themselves, and want to live longer.
Wu Zhuo closed his senses, sitting cross-legged like this, he could not perceive the passage of time at all.
Click!
I don't know how many years have passed, but Wu Zhuo was awakened by a crisp sound.
He opened his eyes to see, and was immediately taken aback.
The rock under the seat has formed a mountain in the evolution of the years.
On the top of the peak, a tree with a crooked neck shrugged up, and the dense canopy was like an umbrella, just blocking him and protecting him from wind and rain.
It is precisely because this tree is too tough, growing all the way from the bottom of the peak, destroying the mountain body of this peak.
A crack appeared and pierced the mountain, causing it to collapse.
"How many years have passed since I meditated this time!"
Wu Zhuo got up, and the fallen leaves, dust, and bird droppings on his shoulders were all scattered.
It is incredible that an innate **** was touched by mortal things, but it really happened.
"It's not a long time, it's only ten centuries!"
Aside, the boy in coarse linen said.
"Ten Epochs!"
Wu Zhuo was dumbfounded.
During the period of perfect life, he studied Taoism and only spent ten centuries.
"The way of nature has washed your mind. Next, return to the Heavenly Court of the Ancestor God and join the battle for resources and luck."
"No matter how good a sword is, it needs to be baptized before it can be cast into the sharpest point."
"Of course, you can come back anytime you want."
The boy continued.
"Thank you Taizu!"
Wu Zhuo hurriedly bowed to salute.
This young man didn't seem to teach him anything, but let him experience the simple way of nature.
Regardless of whether it is bright or dim in the future, this experience can benefit him throughout his life.
(First one!)
