Doomsday simulator, I prove extraordinary with swordsmanship

"Just treat it as a more realistic dream."

"When I was enlightened and practiced, I touched a little change. Well, there are probably too many people thinking about this idea, and finally concluded such a result."

Zhao Cheng said.

After Zhao Cheng walked out of the school gate, Li Qingmeng chased after him.

The other girls were still immersed in the shock of the collective rebirth, but she was different, and she could see the change in Zhao Cheng at a glance.

Maybe Zhao Cheng is also reborn, this is her idea.

"The human mind is actually very wonderful. It seems so weak that even matter cannot shake it, but in essence, it is closer to the origin of all things and higher dimensions than the material world."

"It's just that, in ordinary times, people's spiritual information cannot have any impact on the world because it lacks a fulcrum."

Zhao Cheng said it for Li Qingmeng, but also for himself.

In a short period of time, he has gained a lot. High-dimensional and high-dimensional space-time are two concepts, a universe, even if there is no high-dimensional space-time, it does not mean that the dimension does not exist.

Dimensions always exist, and space-time is similar to a fulcrum, without a fulcrum, it is undoubtedly a million times more difficult to touch high dimensions.

Basically, to reach a certain height, one has steps and the other has no steps.

"Well, I've seen some of those posts on the Internet before. I thought everyone was joking, but I didn't expect..."

The two of them were walking on the street like this, and it was already late after self-study next night, so there were no people to be seen a little away from the school.

"Most people are actually just joking and don't have too deep obsessions. However, even if it's just a random thought, if there are more people, more times, accumulated, and then there is such a fulcrum, it can also give birth to a huge power of change."

Zhao Cheng said.

Even if he is famous in reality, but everyone has their own life, he is just a passer-by among all living beings, how many people really have that kind of extremely strong obsession with him? !

There may be one or two outliers, but not too many.

There are not many of this kind, but the quality is not enough, and the quantity can completely make up for it. There are too many people in the whole world.

"That's it!"

Li Qingmeng said that after she became smaller, she and Zhao Cheng who became smaller were also walking and chatting with the night breeze blowing, which gave her a very novel experience.

It's probably because in this world, Zhao Cheng doesn't have any aura, so he doesn't have that much momentum. In this case, he lost the sense of remoteness he once had.

"How long will this dream last?!"

Li Qingmeng asked.

It doesn't seem bad to have such a thought by chance, but she also knows that this kind of thing is impossible, even if it is a relatively real dream, it is just a dream after all.

"There are still about three hours. This is just a coincidence. The fulcrum cannot last forever, and the information in the mind is not infinite. When the time is up, it will burst like a soap bubble."

Zhao Cheng said, holding his five fingers together, but he didn't have much strength.

But Zhao Cheng knew that if he wanted to, he could restore his strength in reality, but it was meaningless.

And this wonderful journey also made Zhao Chengming understand that any one of the ten pillars breaks the limit, and actually touches Gao Wei.

But it's just a touch. This time, if it weren't for the vast mind information as the source, a simple bit of original aura would not be able to open up the dream of this world.

However, what Zhao Cheng thinks is that just knowing the Dao breaks through the limit, there will be such a mystery, if the ten pillars are complemented to create miracles, that one step of proof, wouldn't it be possible to rewrite the world wantonly? !

Or even rewrite the laws and regulations of the world with one thought? !

His spirit is already very strong. What limits him is only the problem of energy. Enough energy can support greatness.

At the same time, Zhao Cheng knew that he had better complete the ten pillars before taking the step of ascending the dimension.

If he feels good, the last step is to mix the ten raw materials and use them to smelt and forge extraordinary miracles.

Indeed, things like mind, strength, wisdom, and spirit seem to be able to make up for it later, but the difference between one-piece casting and subsequent splicing is also obvious.

The same is the same seed, one is the seed of weeds, the other is the seed of the world tree, the same watering, the same fertilizer, the final result is completely different.

Perhaps weeds can also undergo evolutionary mutations again and again, as great as the world tree, but how many twists and turns will be added? !

The weaker the life, the stronger the plasticity and the more possibilities. This is partly reflected in the way of swordsmanship in reality. It is extremely difficult to change many things after they are finalized.

At the same time, breaking the limit of any pillar is not an easy task.

This is not a question of how much power to accumulate, but to touch the high dimension, and there is something more profound and mysterious in it.

It can be seen from the changes in front of the eyes that know the way and break the limit.

With Zhao Cheng's strength alone, it would be impossible to support such a world, even if the quantity was increased by tens of millions of times, but the ninth sense, a bit of mysterious aura of original perception, did it directly.

The vicissitudes of life in the low-dimensional world may not be random strokes in the high-dimensional world.

"Zhao Cheng, let's go to the river!"

Li Qingmeng said suddenly.

"OK!"

Zhao Cheng nodded.

On the other side, Zhao Xiaoxiang rushed into the school with a sword on his back, only to find that Zhao Cheng was no longer there.

It was only from the whispered chats among some students that she learned about the mass interception incident just now.

drop! drop!

After a while, Zhao Cheng's cell phone rang.

The river is surging, with a width of more than 100 meters, reflecting the street lamps on both sides, as well as the stars and moon in the sky.

In such a world, no matter from which angle you look at it, there is no falsehood.

Only Zhao Cheng knows that the reason for this is that in a sense, this place is the shadow of the real world.

The ninth sense, the perception of the source, reaches the source, which is also the source of the world.

In many cases, the comparison of strength is meaningless, it depends on the height.

The weather in March is still a little cold, so at this point, there are no people at all by the river, only everything is silent.

call!

Li Qingmeng let out a breath of white air, gradually calmed down, and could even hear her own heartbeat clearly.

For a moment, she even had a thought, if only time could stay here forever.

It's just that she also knows that this is unrealistic.

Zhao Cheng's heart is very stable. His thinking now is the same as before, just relying on karma to gather and part. If there is a karma, it will come by itself. If there is no karma, it will eventually disperse. As time goes by, everything in the future will have its own answer.

Fate is uncertain!

In this way, until Zhao Xiaoxiang's heavy breathing and hurried footsteps broke the silence in the field, and also destroyed the peaceful and beautiful atmosphere.

"???"

"!"

From a distance, Zhao Xiaoxiang was shocked to see that Zhao Cheng was not alone.

As for Zhao Cheng, although he didn't use his ability to see through people's hearts, when he saw the two swords on Zhao Xiaoxiang's back, he couldn't figure out what she was thinking, and his complexion suddenly darkened.