Taixu is the universe!

When the mind returns to the void, the heaven and earth will live as long as it. The void is vast and without barriers, and it operates the wonders of nature.

I have lived longer than Xuanxi, and the heaven and earth are in the void, just as Xuanxi is in the heaven and earth.

The heaven and earth are great, but they are just a thing in the void!

The void is formless, the essence of qi, its gathering and dispersion, and the guest form of change. The essence of the void flows and fills the heaven and earth.

The void is the appearance of Tao. Tao is great and empty and quiet. Tao gives birth to one, one gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, and three gives birth to all things. The void is the origin of the world.

The remarks in "Taixu Refining Spirit Jue" are the only ones Wu Zheng has ever seen in his life, and they are extremely mysterious. Even with Wu Zheng's understanding and knowledge, he was unable to comprehend them thoroughly.

Wu Zheng sat there for dozens of days. During this period, Xuan Jun came once, but Wu Zheng did not react at all. A mysterious aura appeared on Wu Zheng's body, just like the rhyme of Taoism.

Xuan Jun did not dare to disturb Wu Zheng. He waved his hand to separate a space and called Yang Yong, who looked like Wu Zheng in golden color: "Daoyou, what is Wu Zheng doing?"

"To be honest, Daoyou Wu Zheng is a genius. I taught Daoyou Wu Zheng the "Taixu Refining God Jue" before. Daoyou Wu Zheng only comprehended it for a few days, and the rhyme of Taoism appeared on his body." Yang Yong said with amazement, and his words were full of envy.

"Thank you Daoyou for being honest. If Wu Zheng reaches the top in the future, I will never let you down!"

"Daoyou Xuanjun, you don't need to say more. Yang Yong believes that with Daoyou Wu Zheng's talent and character, he will never let me down." Yang Yong said with a smile.

"Okay, Daoyou Yang Yong will take care of this place, so I won't disturb you." After speaking, Xuan Jun flashed and left in an instant.

Yang Yong looked at Xuan Jun who was leaving, and was filled with emotion. He felt a sense of pressure from Xuan Jun, which made Yang Yong realize that Xuan Jun was not as simple as he saw. With Xuan Jun's cultivation and realm, he could almost advance to the Demon Emperor realm at any time, and he didn't need to care about the rules of the Phoenix Realm. However, Xuan Jun had never advanced to the Demon Emperor, which surprised Yang Yong.

This uncle-nephew relationship between the demon and the human made Yang Yong have many more guesses. The reason why he was willing to teach the "Taixu Refining God Jue" had a lot to do with these guesses. In Yang Yong's opinion, Wu Zheng should be the descendant of a great man, and Xuan Jun was the strong man sent by this great man to protect Wu Zheng.

Wu Zheng wandered in the void, like a rootless duckweed, wandering around. He was like a newborn baby, trying different paths again and again. If this road was blocked, he would take another one. If the other one was blocked, he would take a farther one.

He tried again and again, but encountered setbacks again and again. The void was boundless. No matter how fast his mind moved, he could not see the edge. In the sea of ​​consciousness, besides the stone tablet, there was only that mustard seed of mind. The traces of the lights in the thousands of houses disappeared, and the entire sea of ​​consciousness was gray, bleak and desolate.

The mustard seed of mind went up and down, sometimes flying fast, sometimes moving slowly. He didn't know how long it had been, until one day, the mustard seed of mind seemed to be tired and fell into the sea of ​​consciousness. The dry sea of ​​consciousness was like a riverbed, and the mustard seed of mind fell on the sea of ​​consciousness.

Suddenly, he thought of the mysterious words in "Taixu Refining Spirit Jue" 'Tao gave birth to one, one gave birth to two, two gave birth to three, and three gave birth to all things'. As the mustard seed thought moved, the mustard seed thought in the sea of ​​consciousness suddenly turned into two, two turned into three, three turned into six, and in the blink of an eye, it became thousands and thousands. The originally dry riverbed was suddenly covered with fog in Wu Zheng's thought, and in the blink of an eye, it was ten miles or a hundred miles.

The gray sea of ​​consciousness turned into white nothingness, and drops of fog became fog. When the fog was thick to a certain degree, countless fogs gathered and accumulated together to form droplets, one drop, two drops, three drops, four drops, and whistled into a river, rushing endlessly.

As time passed, his consciousness was cultivated bit by bit, the third and fourth levels of Qi training, the early, middle, late and peak stages of foundation building, the Golden Core stage, the Nascent Soul stage. When Wu Zheng's consciousness recovered to the early stage of Nascent Soul, the speed of its growth slowed down significantly. However, with the recovery of Wu Zheng's consciousness, the speed of his mobilization of the true essence in his body also increased a lot. Not only that, Wu Zheng could also use the power of the small world to condense more heaven and earth energy.

When he reshaped his body before, the lights of the ten thousand families and the purple sun true flame merged into one. After that, the lights of the ten thousand families never appeared again. As Wu Zheng's sea of ​​consciousness became a river, the lights of the ten thousand families appeared out of thin air in the void above the sea of ​​consciousness like a fire lotus, echoing with the stone tablet.

The lights of the ten thousand families originally came from nothingness and were formed by the power of the lights of the ten thousand families. At this moment, Wu Zheng's mind turned, and the lights of the ten thousand families reappeared, which was also a matter of course.

The stone tablet was within the sea of ​​consciousness, allowing the impact of the spiritual consciousness that had turned into a great river to hit it. It stood still, and the lights of thousands of houses slowly turned, like a big sun, illuminating the entire sea of ​​consciousness.

The sea of ​​consciousness was no longer grayish white. With the immovable stone tablet and the dazzling lights of thousands of houses, the sea of ​​consciousness also had a strong vitality.

Wu Zheng seemed to have an epiphany. The initial mustard seed of thought, the size of a dust particle, fell on the stone tablet like an egg and a seed under the rush of the great rivers and the illumination of the lights of thousands of houses.

You know, before this, Wu Zheng did not dare to touch the stone tablet. Even his blood was rejected by the stone tablet. But at this moment, the stone tablet actually accepted his mustard seed of thought.

As the mustard seed mind fell on the stone tablet, the originally ordinary stone tablet suddenly shone brightly, and dazzling meridian runes flashed on the stone tablet. Mysterious pale white runes drifted out from the stone tablet and fell on the mustard seed mind.

Time seemed to stand still, and it seemed that ten or a hundred years had passed. The dust-sized mustard seed mind turned into the size of an egg under the attachment of countless pale white runes.

At the same time, the lights of thousands of homes suspended in the void suddenly shone brightly, and the endless light fell on the egg-sized mustard seed mind. The egg-sized mustard seed mind was like an egg hatched, and a pale white Wu Zheng the size of a chick walked out of the mustard seed mind.

The soul reappeared, and the liquid consciousness in the sea of ​​consciousness roared up, beating the stone tablet like a big river, and also beating the chicken-sized soul. The soul's feet seemed to grow on the stone tablet, allowing the consciousness to beat him, and he stood still.

On the stone tablet, the brilliant light never stopped. The meridian-like silk threads flowed from the stone tablet to the soul. The brilliant light of thousands of lights also shone on the soul. The combination of the two made the soul the size of a chicken egg grow vigorously under the beating of the waves of spiritual consciousness.

Although the soul was small, the outline of its eyebrows and eyes was exactly the same as Wu Zheng's!

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