Chapter 1,770: My True Self
During meditation, with every passing second, thousands of thoughts flashed through Yang Fan's mind. In his past and present lives, everything he had learned, understood, and realized, all kinds of extraordinary skills, and forbidden magic arts, all evolved in his mind.
If someone entered Yang Fan's sea of consciousness at this moment, they would see a terrible scene. Countless terrifying and unreasonable gods and demons stood in the endless void, performing various magic arts, magic formulas, demon skills, ghost ways, and spiritual methods... Evolving the great way of heaven and earth, and countless runes of the profound meaning of the skills filled the sea of consciousness, everywhere, like the vast starlight rising and falling, as if to turn into a great way of stars!
"No, everything... is wrong."
Later, Yang Fan's body began to tremble, and large patches of sweat oozed out of his forehead and back. Even his heart of nirvana showed signs of being shaken and unstable.
Until his heart of Tao trembled violently, and even clear cracks appeared, as if it was about to collapse at any time!
A beam of light shone from the depths of Yang Fan's heart, sweeping away all the gods and demons, all the magic arts, demon skills, ghost ways, and billions of runes of the great way, all shattered!
It was at this moment that Yang Fan suddenly opened his eyes, his black and white pupils were as clear and pure as a newborn baby.
He...understood!
In the attic, when Yang Fan opened his eyes, Bai Xiaoyu immediately whispered nervously: "Master is going to answer!"
The rest of the people were also nervous, staring at Yang Fan's face, forgetting to breathe at this moment.
In the eyes of everyone, Yang Fan slowly stood up, looked up at the word "Dao" above, and smiled slightly.
It is difficult to describe Yang Fan's smile at this moment in words, like leaves falling into a mountain stream, like a clear spring in a deep valley, like a night lily blooming silently... Even the legendary Buddha smiling at a flower cannot explain the true charm of this smile.
However, if you look at it carefully, you will feel that this is just a simple smile, nothing else.
If we must use a word to roughly describe this smile, it can only be... truth!
The so-called pursuit of the Tao, in the final analysis, is nothing more than seeking truth, the truth of heaven and earth, the truth of the truth of the truth, and the truth of self.
The ultimate truth is divine.
Yang Fan's smile is like the true meaning of truth. The truth of heaven and earth, all things, all truths, are in this smile.
Even with Po Jun's cultivation level, when he saw Yang Fan's smile, he couldn't help but be intoxicated, dazed, and confused, not to mention other people.
Just when Po Jun and others were dazed and lost because of Yang Fan's smile, they didn't know that since the last time he used the eighth finger of the "Eight Fingers of Calculating the Sky", Yang Fan, who had traveled through the long river of time for thousands of years and sharpened his Tao heart to the extreme of Nirvana, had another breakthrough in the Tao heart level -
"True self Tao heart."
Yang Fan sighed softly in his heart.
It seemed that he sensed Yang Fan's transformation in the Tao heart level, and even the word robbery cloud was trembling, not knowing whether it was excitement, joy or fear.
Even in the God Realm, the four words "True Self Dao Heart" only exist in a very small number of ancient books.
If we can find a few names that match the Dao Heart of Nirvana in the history of the God Realm, then the True Self Dao Heart is a true legend, a myth in the Dao Heart practice.
In the legend, only a few of the eight gods of creation, or even more ancient gods, at least hundreds of millions of years ago, have reached this level.
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In front of such a supreme Dao Heart, even the God Emperor will be eclipsed.
Once this Dao Heart appeared, it was like illuminating the eternal night of the Dao Heart practice in the God Realm for tens of millions of years. It is not to say that it is ancient, but it is definitely unprecedented.
Yang Fan quietly looked at the Dao word calamity cloud above. In his eyes, the latter no longer had any mystery, and the real and the fake were clear at a glance.
He saw at a glance that this calamity cloud was a ray of will from the secular heavenly way.
Rather than saying that it was the heavenly way that was asking questions, it would be better to say that it was the heavenly way that was using this calamity cloud to ask questions to the practitioners in the world.
