Shendi Times: I have a prehistoric chat group

Inside the Zixiao Palace.

Listening to the teachings of the Taoist ancestors was thought-provoking.

Almost everyone has an understanding.

Among the many people, Kunpeng is such a person who has no understanding.

He is now the demon master of the demon race, a true demon race's power.

Under one person in the Flood Desolate Demon Clan, above ten thousand people.

The status is second only to the Demon Emperor and the Eastern Emperor.

Glory and wealth, Dao race, magic treasure Dao Sutra, elixir divine material....

To a large extent, it can be described as what ~ what you want.

When you arrive at Da Luo Jinxian, you already have the meaning of detachment.

He is already a person who can jump out of the river of time and control his own destiny.

And now this time the Dao ancestor preached, the long river of time and space of manifestation, and the mystery of peeping into the heavens, but let him have what he saw.

Accidentally spying into the future made Kunpeng's face change.

In the future of the flood timeline, a sword slayer hangs high in the air, as if it is about to fall from the top of his head.

Peeking into the future, he saw countless possibilities.

The demon tribe was defeated, and he fled to survive.

The victory of the demon race, he took advantage of the general trend of the demon race, and was expected to take the holy throne....

Many possibilities are presented before his eyes.

That was his most primitive desire, and it was the most likely possibility of all the events at the beginning.

"Hey, who wakes up first in big dreams, I know it in my life. "

"A dream of eternity, a dream of reincarnation, a dream of avenue, a dream of life .."

At this moment, Kunpeng seemed to have some understanding.

After all, he himself is not a weak existence.

Otherwise, he would not be able to become a demon master of the demon clan.

Since the flood desert was opened for several years, in the poor north, there have been the underworld.

There is Yuyan, which is thousands of miles wide, and no one knows its cultivators, and its name is Kun.

As soon as the great fish was born in the world, it had infinite divine power, and was born with self-knowledge, and was a congenital deity...

In a dream, the giant fish turned into a peng bird, rode the wind and flew to the south.

When it falls into the south, it becomes a Kunpeng.

Kunpeng is free in his dreams, with nothing to rely on...

There is no reason for the things in this, and there is a certain logic.

This is the Yin and Yang Avenue, the right way is the opposite.

At this time, Kunpeng thought of the way of mixing elements.

Hongjun Daozu was already talking about the way of mixing elements.

This kind of new way is also a way of escape.

So what if he wants to preach the mixed element?

"Da Luo Golden Immortal, mixed Yuan Da Luo Golden Immortal, Da Luo is immortal, Da Luo is eternal, but it must also rely on reality. "

"Born a thing, if it is not dependent, if it is not bound, it does not exist. "

"Is there any one who has no basis in the way and is self-detached?"

Kunpeng is a good thinker.

He's thinking of ideas that might be about his future.

It was like he had just dreamed.

In the future, there are endless possibilities.

It's like a dream, it's like it's like an experience.

Who can say clearly outside the door in the dream?

"Nothing, maybe..... There really is !!."

At this time, Kunpeng's mind flashed, as if he had thought of something.

"There is no self in the dream, and there is no reality. "

"If you want to have nothing to rely on, you have to have nothing for yourself. "

"Detached from reality, the pursuit is no longer some material things, but the absolute spiritual world, this is the way to escape." "

The more he muttered, the more Kunpeng felt feasible.

Everything, at this time, seems to really seep through.

To understand is to understand, not to understand is not to understand.

Some people realize the Tao day and night, and some people are poor and strange in their lives and have no chance with the Tao.

"Preaching in dreams, preaching in dreams..."

In a trance, Kunpeng fell asleep like this. (Read violent novels, go on Feilu Fiction Network!)

Giving up everything in reality, fame and wealth, materialism, dependence, and seeking absolute spiritual freedom in dreams.

Only in this way may a real getaway be realized.

That's the real getaway.

Nature can also not lag in time and space, and does not hinder everything.

In that case, let alone go back to the timeline, implement the future, or go beyond the timeline.

True eternity and freedom, no disaster, no death and no extinction.

The true spiritual detached person is also Xiaoyao, but also mixed yuan, and also Da Luo.

That's the way to get away.

Qi things have nothing to do, Qi is right and wrong, Qi things are me.

Heaven and earth are born with me, and all things are one with me.

It is very simple and abnormal, and preaching only requires a dream.

But......

In the dream preaching, the pursuit of the spiritual realm of absolute freedom must first be selfless and not hindered by reality.

If you want to have no self, you must break the way of materialization.

But there is one point, dreams are false, derivatives of spirit.

Real and unreal, in fact, always in one thought.

Even if it is absolute freedom in dreams, without relying on anything, without self and self, you can adhere to your true self, which is the realm of truly breaking the true self.

The true mastery is that whoever dreams can be firm in their true self.

It's really me, this is the escape in the dream.

This is the realm that Kunpeng pursues.

There are also killings in dreams.

When preaching in a dream, it is easy to lose yourself.

If you lose yourself, you will have nothing to rely on.

Preaching can run through the past and future, and now Kunpeng can only use the self of the entire timeline to cut off the self in the dream preaching from reality and pull back the self that has cut off his own foundation.

That way, he won't get too lost.

Look back to the past and look to the future.

Position yourself from scratch.

Sharpen yourself a few times, experience a different life, and try more possibilities.

In the dream, Kunpeng has just begun to try.

But he found that he couldn't afford to mess with it, because he couldn't materialize selflessness yet.

That is, he is not as open to self-awareness.

Every big dream is like a reincarnation.

He became a great demon, raised his banner, and reigned as king for nine days.

Who is honored under the world?

I am king in the flood!

He also became a demon ancestor, wielding the sword of killing and robbery, operating the will of heaven, and playing with all living beings.

The pit kills hundreds of millions of living beings, and the blood wave and bone cold incense.

Also did the River Styx.

Holding the star in his hand and buttoning the heavens, there is no god like me in the world.

A handful of Yuan Tu hangs on the head, and it is true that it is not stained with cause and effect!

The 480 million Blood God Son Divine Powers that he had cultivated even practiced the Blood Sea Array.

Kill the sky, kill the enemy, kill all living beings, and kill everything.

The sea of blood does not wither, and the River Styx does not die.

Later, he also became Sanqing, Houtu, Zhun Ti, and Zhun Ti.....

Even for a while, he found himself witnessing Pangu soil! .