Simulated Cultivation of Immortals: The beginning of the game is full of comprehension

The moonlight is like water, reflecting the mountains and rivers.

In front of Qinghetan, Li Xiang quietly looked at the chess piece in his hand.

Although time has left traces of years on it.

But there is still no denying its beauty.

Chaos lingers, and the sky and earth are hazy.

One child is a world!

Gently squeezing the chess piece in his hand, Li Xiang could not have imagined that the final reward of the mission would be this thing.

A vast world that has not yet been formed!

The clarity and turbidity have not been divided yet, just like a chaotic chicken, full of mystery and greatness.

Look up at the bright moon and the vast mountains and rivers in front of you.

Looking down at the black chess piece in his hand.

It is difficult for Li Xiang to think that the chess pieces in front of him will one day become as vast a world as the beautiful mountains and rivers in front of him.

Shaking his head, he sat by the river and tried his best to recall what had just happened.

I just thought about it for a long time, but to no avail.

Just like a dream, everything that happened in the Immortal Mansion became blurry.

He only remembered Yang Jian, Wu Zetian, Kong Ming and Yang Mei.

I remember eating a ginseng fruit.

But I can't remember the whole process of playing chess with Hongjun clearly, as if there was a period of fog covering my eyes.

Looking back on the past, I only remember hearing the sound of rolling thunder and the rolling waves of the river.

But the whole process of playing chess with Hongjun was completely forgotten.

"Is it like other people returning, forgetting the past?"

Li Xiang remembered that when Yang Jian and others returned, Yang Mei said that they would treat today's events as a dream and forget about it.

"But if that's the case, why do I remember other things so clearly?"

Shaking his head, he still couldn't remember.

Just as Li Xiang was thinking, the chess piece in his hand suddenly shone brightly.

The world, which was as chaotic as a chicken, changed slightly at this moment.

As if sensing something, it turned into a stream of light and fell onto Li Xiang's spiritual platform.

"This is?!"

Li Xiang closed his eyes and looked inside.

In the endless darkness of the world, a bright light guided him to "open" his eyes.

He saw that his spiritual altar was emitting a treasured light at this moment.

This is your own spiritual world.

Use the spiritual platform as a sustenance to carry your own soul.

"This is?!"

He saw that there seemed to be a lot of things on his coffin...

A hazy shadow fell on the altar, and sitting cross-legged on it was a little doll carved in pink and jade.

At this moment, he is opening his eyes and looking in front of him.

The pink little hands and feet were slightly staggered, pointing to the sky with one finger and the ground with the other, which was indescribably mysterious and extraordinary.

Li Xiang looked at him, and he looked at Li Xiang with an indescribable perspective that made him feel a little surprised.

Blink, the child blinks, move the hand, the child also moves the hand.

This is his soul!

Sitting cross-legged on the spiritual platform, warmed by the fairy light, he has gradually begun to look like a human being.

Looking at myself, this unique perspective is very interesting.

But this is not what Li Xiang finds strange the most.

He saw that around his soul, a pale golden halo actually trapped the soul.

The golden ring is mysterious, like rolling clouds, like splashed ink, like brocade, and like the blue sky.

Looking at the golden ring, it seemed that he could see everything he saw on it.

It was obviously a surrounding golden halo, but it was like a bright mirror, reflecting all the mysteries that I had ever seen.

The soul dwells in it, as if it is forbidden by it, and no evil can enter it, and no one can get out of it.

This is……

With a sudden thought, Li Xiang suddenly understood.

"Is it suppressed by heaven?"

Looking at the light golden lace, Li Xiang understood that this thing was the protection of heaven, which would prevent his soul from being taken over.

The way of heaven is immortal, and the soul is immortal.

Even if he reincarnates, he may not be hurt at all.

However, this is also the imprisonment of heaven, which robs one's own light and confines one's upper limit. This golden ring cannot be unlocked.

The mortal realm, if you think about it, is your own limit.

"I see."

"No wonder that evil cultivator made such an exclamation that day when he wanted to seize my body."

"Facing the way of heaven directly, even the devil will be frightened out of his wits."

Looking inside the spiritual platform for the first time, Li Xiang did not expect that his soul was surrounded by such things.

But, but, but!

This wasn't the most outrageous thing for him.

There is something on my altar!

Outside the golden ring of heaven, there are two corresponding black and white rays of light that are gently rotating.

Just like yin and yang, life and death are endless.

Looking up, the black one was the Tianyuan chess piece in Li Xiang's hand just now.

Now it has turned into a stream of light, gently surrounding my mind, looking very mysterious.

Among them, the chaotic energy that was originally indistinguishable from pure to turbid was actually dividing bit by bit at this moment.

The upper part is clear and the lower part is turbid, the heaven and earth are beginning to open!

Although the movement is extremely slow, it seems that it will take who knows how many years before this world can truly unfold.

But it has already begun.

As time goes by, another vast world will be born.

"Eh?"

"Is it because you feel something?"

Li Xiang looked towards the white stream of light. If nothing unexpected happened, this object was the reason for the distinction between clear and turbid.

What is this white thing?

Immersed in his mind, he saw a unique perspective unfolding in front of him.

The sky is below, the earth is above, and the moon and stars hang among them.

The past is in the past, the present is in the future, and time is flowing backward.

In just an instant, a chaotic world appeared in front of him.

How your thoughts change, how the world changes.

It's as if he is the sky of this world.

When your mind changes, the world changes.

【Ding!】

【You successfully opened the spiritual realm!】

[Spirit Realm: An illusory world that is opposed to reality. Its origin cannot be traced and its past cannot be stated clearly. The host is asked to explore it on his own! 】

"fairy land?"

"Is this the product of the system upgrade?"

Looking at the world in front of him that was changing at will according to his thoughts, Li Xiang complained softly.

"An illusory world opposed to reality?"

"Why does it feel like playing VR games before?"

The Tianyuan world and the spiritual realm are rotating with each other at this moment, just like the yin and yang fish, constantly rotating around their own ring of heaven.

"The spiritual realm is illusory."

"Tian Yuan is real."

"Illusion and reality are interesting."

Who would have thought that it would be a small memorial platform.

But it carries two worlds, a celestial ring, and an innate sanctity.

My own spiritual platform seems to be extremely lively.

Wait, what is that?

Li Xiang suddenly discovered that compared to what was on the spiritual platform.

There seems to be something wrong with the spiritual platform itself.

Three wonderful lines separate the entire spiritual platform into three parts.

And on the parts where these lines are separated.

Wonderful textures, criss-crossing.

Three statues of honor were constructed to jointly protect the soul of the deity.

In these three weird positions of honor.

Three phantoms can be vaguely seen.

Although I couldn't see it clearly, there was an inexplicable feeling of familiarity that came to my mind.

"This is?!"