Heavenly Emperor

Enlightenment is related to talent, but the most important thing is that it depends on individual strength and the time to enter Ding is also different. The stronger the person, the longer the time to enter Ding. It is shocking that ordinary people can enter Ding for one day and one night. NS.

Ordinary immortals enter Ding without knowing the flow of the sun and the moon. There is a saying that The Mortal Realm goes through the sky every day. However, in the prehistoric times, the flow of time is exactly the same regardless of whether it is the immortal realm or the Mortal Realm or other realms. There will be this sentence circulating.

It’s because the immortals themselves don’t really care about the passage of time. For them, a year is almost the same as a day. Because of their infinite life span, the pace of life is horribly slow. A game of chess for ten years is everywhere. A certain amount of time is based on a hundred years.

This is an immortal, and above it is Sage. Sage’s time to enter Ding is almost equivalent to the time when there is nothing to do. Except for some necessary times, all other times are in Ding. Therefore, people like Xia Qi are really not diligent. Quite industrious. Fortunately, he himself is the only emperor of The Three Realms. No one dares to point fingers at him. Otherwise, there must be a large group of people talking about him behind his back.

Stop messing around, Sage needs to eat, go to the toilet, and sleep, hurry up and cultivate!

Many of Xia Qi’s thoughts are actually a bit of apostasy, many of them are Heavenly Horse's ambitions, and many of their actions are not in line with the rules of the world. Xia Qi understands, but is unwilling to change, so the only thing that can be done is , Become the strongest.

No one dared to point fingers, the heavens and all realms have only obedience, and there is absolutely no possibility of violators appearing. Xia Qi wants to be the strongest, not to gain anything, or to control something, he just wants freedom and has no scruples. , Absolute freedom.

I can choose whether to control or not according to my mood, but no one can point to me. This is true freedom. This kind of freedom is simply fascinating.

Xia Qi sat cross-legged on the edge of Fenbao Rock, facing forward. He can even be said to be the highest point of The Mortal Realm. Below him is Mount Bu Zhou. Not only did he settle in Mount Bu Zhou, he even sat on the seventh floor. Above the martial arts field, at a height of 7,000 meters, he almost borders the Tiangong.

This is a real bird’s-eye view of the earth, let alone the north of the cave. If your eyesight is unimpeded, you can intuitively see every corner of the wilderness, the clouds and the clouds are all at your side, the life and death of the people are all under your eyes, the wind and the sand, the summer Qi even seemed to be able to hear the whole process of the leaves rot from birth to fall.

The clouds are scattered and the clouds are gathered, completely in the chest.

Star moonlight and silver brilliance fell on Xia Qi's body, making him look like he was wearing a hazy gauze, calm as a rock on the top of a mountain, and even breathing seemed to be non-existent, but if you look closely, Xia Qi’s There was a small light spot flickering between the eyebrows.

In contrast to Xia Qi's calm appearance like a calm lake, Xia Qi's mind contained a vastness that resembled the disillusionment and recast of the world. The movement was so loud that it made people feel deafening and dizzying.

However, Xia Qi is quietly searching for a certain context in this perception. At this moment, his use of thinking has reached a real limit. This is the legendary meditation, and everything outside is completely I don't know.

The six senses are almost weakened to the point of being isolated, only a ray of mind is still exposed, sensing their own danger.

All the remaining minds are immersed in their minds, and they are evolving the world over and over again, constructing the north, heaven and earth, mountains and rivers with a small point, and then the natural avenue appears, the heaven and the earth are the truth, the avenue rules appear, and then life. Then there is the final chapter of the world, destruction, disillusionment, and reintegration into a small point.

This process continues to evolve, and the details will become more realistic every time. Xia Qi kept the Heavenly Horse's empty head, at this moment, all converged to one point, evolving the world.

It is as big as the fire and earth, as small as a weed that breaks through the ground and withers and withers. It is mysterious to the life and death of Samsara, and there is no consciousness when it is dead. A world is constantly repeating in Xia Qi's mind from new to life to death. , And then go back to the new process.

In the early morning, everything revived, and a ray of morning light brushed Xia Qi's cheeks. Xia Qi was like a stone that had been blown by wind and rain for a thousand years. Xia Qi was motionless. There was even a drop of dew on his forehead, and a thin mist surrounded his whole body.

Ups and downs, floating up and down, that ray of morning light seemed to be driven by this mysterious aura, slowly rotating around Xia Qi's body, like a disc.

A light spot on the center of Xia Qi's eyebrows was as faint as a firefly. It was not obvious in the morning light, but it flickered in the own rhythm.

At this moment, Xia Qi slowly opened his eyes. In an instant, the early morning sun was forced back by Xia Qi's eyes. It was clear that there was a line of confrontation in the light, the morning sun. Step back, until Xia Qi's gaze was over.

Then, as Xia Qi’s pupils gradually returned to normal, the morning light spread straight on Xia Qi’s face, and the corner of Xia Qi’s mouth raised a helpless and somewhat delighted smile, muttering in a low voice: "The simplification of the old method failed, but, There is a new look."

Around the head, Xia Qi simply didn't care about it. The comprehension of the moves, the way is natural, and the best way to go, don't be too forceful, and it is easy to go into the path of paranoia.

Standing up, shaking off the mist and dewdrops all over his body, turning around, Xia Qi picked up the clock, jumped down, and swept towards Xia Ming'er's small yard. .

In the north of Dongtian, Xia Qi’s power is getting stronger and stronger, and he feels a little under control. As long as he is in the north of Dongtian, Xia Qi can rely on his own consciousness to connect with the north of Dongtian at any time, find any existence, and give it to anyone. Sound transmission.

It's just that this easily gives people a sense of freedom being monitored. Therefore, Xia Qi rarely does this to outsiders, and he is too lazy to pay attention to anything all the time, and even occasionally he will deliberately cut off this consciousness.

To control the lives of others too much is actually a restriction on Xia Qi's own freedom, and wasting a lot of time, it is not as good as eating and drinking more.

However, for Xia San's confidant, this is not necessary. Xia Qi sensed that Xia San's breath was active, so he passed a sentence along the way and asked him to report it quickly.

"Boom"

As the heartbeat fell, Xia Qi saw that Xia Ming'er, who was not far away, had slowly opened his eyes. After his heartbeat became violent for a moment, his heartbeat became calm, and there were still a few strands of confusion in his eyes.

The colorful light around her body has dissipated. The moment she opened her eyes, the power dissipated, and her body floating in the air suddenly fell.

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