Honghuang: The Start Of The Game Starts With The Sign-In At The Nuwa Bedroom

Chapter 261

Chen Xuan looked at the surprised expression on Zhen Yuanzi’s face, and said in his heart: This is naturally a guess. It’s just your expression. It’s weird if you can’t guess it.

“This is normal, and many people have had similar experiences. This is because what I have learned in this life has been accumulated to a certain level, and there will be some questions. No one else can answer this question, only through thinking. In order to get rid of this barrier of consciousness.”

“Dare to ask my mentor, what will happen if this barrier of consciousness can’t break through?”

“It’s very simple, it will take nothing to advance in this life; the more serious Heart’s Demon invasion, Qi Deviation, Dao dies.”

Zhen Yuanzi was a little frightened by Chen Xuan’s words, and for a while, he didn’t know what to say.

Chen Xuan comforted: “Don’t be afraid. What I just said is a normal situation. If you have a good teacher, you will naturally not be an ordinary person. By the way, what has been confusing you all the time, let me hear it.”

Zhen Yuanzi sorted out his thoughts, and slowly said: “The disciple once traveled through the wild, looking up at white clouds, looking down at the flowing water. The disciple was thinking about this white cloud floating in the sky day after day, and the water flowing in the rivers and lakes. Day and night flow, this is their life, their time.”

“Then what is the disciple’s time for the disciple; what is the disciple’s time for the time? What is the disciple for the entire primordial land, chaos, and even Hongmeng?”

While talking, Zhen Yuanzi began to tear up his Taoist robe, and in a short while, he made it like a beggar, and kept pumping his mouth.

Chen Xuan saw that Zhen Yuanzi had almost fallen into a state of madness, and knew that if he did not save him, he would invade Heart’s Demon and fall into Devil Dao. At that time, even he would not be able to save him, at most he could only give Zhen Yuanzi is happy.

In the past history, people with profound knowledge often asked themselves: Who am I, where am I, and what is the meaning of my existence.

Chen Xuan had heard of this kind of thing, but he didn’t have much interest.

Now that Zhen Yuanzi was in such pain, he quickly began to think in his mind whether there was any article about the passage of time and the passage of time.

Thinking for a while, it really made him think of it.

Chen Xuan read a magic formula first, and a somewhat illusory shadow appeared in his hand, like a wooden stick.

“Huh, wake up!” He used this wooden stick to hit Zhen Yuanzi’s forehead vigorously.

It’s strange to say that if the average person did this, I’m afraid they would be able to smash the other party’s Heavenly Spirit Gai-if they were dead, naturally there would be no more Heart’s Demon.

But Chen Xuan hit it with the stick. Although it seemed to have used a lot of effort, there was no sound.

It’s just that Zhen Yuanzi’s madness and irrational eyes suddenly showed a hint of clarity – this is exactly the trick Chen Xuan just thought of, called “drink with the head.”

This move was not the physical body of Zhen Yuanzi, nor his soul, but directly affected his spirit, forcibly awakening a trace of Zhen Yuanzi’s reason.

Although there is still a long way to go before being completely awake, the current level is enough.

“The husband of the world, the rebellious journey of all things; the time of life, the passer-by of a hundred generations. And the floating life is like a dream, is it a joy?”

“The ancients traveled at night with candles. Kuang Yangchun summoned me to use the smoke scenes, and fake me to write articles.”

“Meet the garden of peach blossoms, preface the joys of the family. The group of handsome and beautiful people are all Huilian; I chant songs, and I am alone in recreation.””The reward is not over yet, the high talk will turn to the end. I sit on flowers at the Qiong Banquet, flying feathers and drunk the moon. If there is no good chant, how can you stretch your arms? If the poem fails, the fine will be based on the number of wines in the golden valley.”

What Chen Xuan remembered was the “Preface to the Spring Night Banquet in the Peach and Li Garden” by the poet Li Bai. This immortal poem just explained what time is and what is time. For the present Zhen Yuanzi, It is simply the most effective panacea in the world.

Just reading the first two verses, Zhen Yuanzi, who was like a trapped beast, calmed down, and stopped self-mutilating herself, just listening to the next verse.

The madness in his eyes became lighter and lighter, and his expression gradually calmed down, regardless of the fact that the robes on his body had become broken steps, he just looked up at the blue sky and white clouds, and looked down at the earth and flowing water.

Chen Xuan didn’t say anything, just reciting the “Preface to the Peach and Plum Garden of the Spring Night Banquet” over and over again. After reciting it ninety-nine and eighty-one times, Zhen Yuanzi slapped his forehead:

“The husband of the world, the rebellious journey of all things; the time of life, the passer-by of a hundred generations. And the floating life is like a dream, it is a happy geometry!”

“I’m just waiting for a long time!”

After speaking, he raised his head and fell.

Chen Xuan knew that his second disciple had already broken through his own consciousness, and he would step into a new world from now on.

Sure enough, Zhen Yuanzi was lying on the ground, leaning back and forth, but she had already started snoring like the sky, and fell asleep.

At this time, almost everyone has entered a mysterious and mysterious Realm. As long as they wake up, Realm and the understanding of Tao will take another step.

Chen Xuan didn’t disturb them, but ordered the yellow-turbaned man to send Zhen Yuanzi back to the room to rest, while he continued to sit there, teasing the weed.

In this way, after seven or forty-nine years, Nuwa opened his eyes for the first time.

Nuwa stood up, and first bowed to Chen Xuanyingying: “Thank you Daoist for your guidance, I can only know myself today.”

With that said, she cut out an illusory figure as soon as she turned her body.

The figure was vague, and he couldn’t see his face, but his figure was similar to Nuwa.

The figure bowed to Chen Xuan, swished at Nuwa, and disappeared.

Is this the second corpse cut out? Yes, it is indeed the daughter-in-law of my Zuan Daoist.

At this moment, Nuwa chuckled and jumped into Chen Xuan’s arms, and kissed his face: “Thank you, husband, to help me realize the truth. Husband is really the smartest person in this great famine. No one can compare to you!”

Just now, Nuwa thanked him as a cultivator; now, he is a wife to thank Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuan squeezed Nuwa’s small nose, “What are you going to do with me? How is it, the second corpse was cut out?”

“Yes, I have already cut out the evil corpse, and now it is the Realm of the Quasi-Sage’s late stage. As long as the Realm is consolidated for a thousand years of Closed Door Training, you can enter the Quasi-Sage’s peak at any time.”

Chen Xuan, who was still very happy, suddenly collapsed when he heard this.

What, to Closed Door Training for a thousand years?

You Closed Door Training, what can I do?

Don’t you want me to be the widower, failing for thousands of years?