He Came From The Forbidden Land, Waving His Sleeves To Write About Immortality

Lu Yuan touched his head, looking troubled.

Old Dengtou frowned when he saw this and asked: "Is it because I don't remember or can't explain clearly?"

Lu Yuan replied: "I don't know what to say."

Old Dengtou thought for a moment and then said: "In this way, I ask and you answer!"

Lu Yuan nodded.

So Old Dengtou started asking.

"How did you know you were sucked into the mirror?"

"While I was sleeping, I suddenly saw a mirror. Then the mirror got bigger and bigger, and I walked through it."

"What's in the mirror?"

"Nothing at all."

"Then what did you do in the mirror?"

“I was thinking of ways to successfully carve wood.”

"Then what?"

“Then the ideas suddenly became tangible and formed bridges.”

"What are the two ends of the bridge?"

“On one end is me, and on the other is everything I’ve ever seen and thought about.”

“How did you feel after the bridge appeared?”

“I can suddenly figure out things that I couldn’t figure out before, and I can suddenly do things that I couldn’t do before.”

"What happens next?"

"I woke up."

Hearing this, Old Deng suddenly wanted to roll his eyes.

"It's not like you've entered a mirror, it's more like you've had a dream."

Sure enough, Lu Yuan asked in confusion: "Dream? What is a dream?"

Old Dengtou said speechlessly: "Dreams are your inner world. You can only enter it when you sleep. This dream you have can only show that you have initially constructed a set of your own cognitive logic. This set of cognitive logic can help you I figured out a lot of things, so I suddenly felt enlightened.”

Lu Yuan nodded in understanding.

Regardless of whether it was a dream or not, it at least proved that Old Deng was not talking nonsense before.

Learning wood carving is really useful.

After breakfast, Deng Yuejiao began more detailed wood carving teaching.

Unlike before where he could not understand no matter what he said, although the process was a little more difficult this time, Lu Yuan still understood what Deng Yuejiao meant.

So Lu Yuan once again picked up the carving knife and the wood Deng Yuejiao had prepared for him, and began his own carving training.

Deng Yuejiao did not forget what Old Dengtou said last night. She chose a small and exquisite wood carving at home and went out.

Lao Dengtou did not continue writing his storybooks.

He just stared at Lu Yuan with his brows furrowed.

Like Deng Yuejiao, he could also feel the inexplicable rhythm emanating from Lu Yuan.

It is unclear and unclear.

As time passes, this rhythm becomes more and more pronounced and stronger.

He didn't know what this rhythm was, but he could roughly relate it to Lu Yuan's new cognitive logic.

This also made him more and more convinced that Lu Yuan was the Immortal.

But he wasn't completely sure yet, so he sent his good granddaughter away.

He has a way to verify whether his conjecture is true.

So he picked up a wooden stick and walked towards Lu Yuan.

"Hand out."

Lu Yuan turned around with some confusion, only to see Old Deng holding a wooden stick and looking at him with a smile.

He reached out his hand with some confusion.

Old Dengtou did not move, but continued: "Close your eyes and imagine that your body is illusory."

Lu Yuan became even more confused and asked, "Why?"

"Don't ask, just do it."

Lu Yuan did not ask any more questions. He closed his eyes as Old Dengtou said and began to imagine that his body was illusory.

There was a faint sound of howling wind, but other than that there was no movement.

After a long while, Lu Yuan said with confusion: "Are you ready?"

Old Dengtou laughed heartily.

"Okay, okay! Open your eyes!"

Lu Yuan opened his eyes, and what came into view was Old Dengtou's uncontrollably excited face.

Seemingly sensing Lu Yuan's doubts, Old Dengtou did not explain. He just said: "It's okay, it's okay. You continue to practice wood carving and practice hard."

"oh."

Lu Yuan ignored Old Dengtou and turned around to continue his carving.

But Lao Dengtou drank three cups of tea in succession before he could restrain his excitement.

He just did a very simple thing.

Use a wooden stick to hit Lu Yuan's outstretched palm.

As a result, the wooden stick passed directly through.

The immortal body after transformation is the body of idealism.

If Lu Yuan feels that the body exists, then it exists. If he feels that the body does not exist, then it does not exist!

So when Lu Yuan had the thought that he was illusory, his body really became illusory.

And this is exactly the same as the characteristics of the immortal body written in Old Dengtou's storybook!

This was enough to prove that his previous guess was true.

The inspiration for my storybook creation is a piece of cause and effect intercepted by a real immortal.

Everything derived from this inspiration is very different from reality.

There really are immortals in the world!

And it’s right in front of you!

The inspiration for his storybook was the trap Lu Yuan had laid before he cut off all the past.

The reason is that Lu Yuan, who has lost all memory, can give birth to a new 'cognitive logic' with his help.

This kind of cognitive logic is not within the law of heaven and cannot be understood by ordinary people. Just like Lu Yuan couldn't understand the explanation about 'fire' before, no one in the world will understand his newly established cognitive logic except Lu Yuan himself. .

Based on this 'knowledge' that it is not within the way of heaven, the path of cultivation that Lu Yuan explored must not be within the way of heaven.

When he looked at Lu Yuan again, Old Dengtou suddenly felt like he was in a trance.

That trance-like feeling that the protagonist in your story has crossed the world barrier and come to you.

Of course, there is also an indescribable sense of accomplishment.

After confirming Lu Yuan's true identity, Old Dengtou hurriedly retrieved pen and paper from the house.

Help people to the end and send Buddha to the West.

He must grasp the inspiration in his mind and continue the story he left off.

Lu Yuan opened up new paths in reality, and he opened up new paths in storybooks.

Looking at it now, the plot before Lu Yuan appeared, that is, before the immortal cut off all the past in the storybook, is very likely to be true.

Stealing the sky and deceiving the sky both exist.

Including many characteristics of the immortal body.

In addition, there is a setting in his storybook: the opening of new roads must be based on a new immortal body.

This is most likely true.

At this moment, Lu Yuan could be said to know nothing about and have no interest in his immortal body.

In this way, even if the 'cognitive logic' that is not within the Dao of Heaven is constructed, Lu Yuan cannot truly open up a new path.

Old Dengtou was thinking and writing furiously.

He was thinking about what necessary conditions Lu Yuan needed to open up a new path now.

The reasons and motivations for constructing a new 'cognitive logic', exploring the secrets of one's own constitution, and having to open up new paths are indispensable.

The first point is what Lu Yuan is doing.

The second point is that Old Dengtou can help him. This may also be one of the plans of the Immortal, because Lu Yuan, who has lost his memory, needs the help of Old Dengtou.

As for the third point, it is probably one of the uses of the great treasure.