Chapter 1946

In addition to Ning fan himself, I'm afraid there is no one in this world who can hurt him. Even if they are speechless, Sanqing and the Tathagata fight with all their strength, Ning fan is sure enough to let them fight empty. That is to say, they can't touch Ning fan at all, Ning fan can beat them into looting ashes between waving.

Fortunately, Ning fan doesn't like to kill people, otherwise he doesn't know that many creatures will be destroyed.

Ning fan's state of mind soon calms down again. He is sure that he is not a mind, an idea, a spirit, an illusion or anything else. His present state is as vague and elusive as his intuition, but it is definitely not intuition. He is also very sure about this.

Ning fan doesn't speculate and doesn't go deep into it. He completely relies on his instinct to deal with it. If it's very dangerous, his intuition will tell him, which Ning fan firmly believes.

So he allowed himself to roam in this state, as if constantly shuttling between life and death, or neither life nor death. Ning fan can control himself to do something, but he never does anything. He just follows the current by instinct. It's like putting his arm in the water and swinging with the water. In fact, he can make his arm move at any time if he wants to. Ning fan didn't move. He didn't want his actions to destroy the artistic conception.

He regards himself as a fallen leaf and dances with the wind. As long as the wind can't tear him apart, it doesn't matter. No matter where it blows, it doesn't matter. In short, it doesn't matter. He doesn't even feel the wind direction, or the size of the wind, which doesn't matter, so what's important?

If we suppress instinct and let the invisible force crack him, he will probably disappear. But the invisible force alone can't do it. It depends on his mind. Ning fan didn't take the initiative to think, but let the thoughts in his heart come out. In the end, he was sure that this was the way of Hua. Tao is dissolving him, but Tao can't help him. But it's also very dangerous, because he's a little bit different. If he's weaker, he can be transformed.

The transformation of Tao means destruction. There is no possibility of resurrection. Everything will be destroyed, including the spirit will. However, Ning fan suddenly understood that what is maintaining himself is the will, the instinctive power of his will, to avoid danger.

The self-consciousness of the body has a tendency of self-protection, but it is only an instinctive action, and has nothing to do with it. His consciousness is now detached, floating in the sky, looking down, as if looking at other irrelevant people.

I don't know how long I stayed in this state. Ning fan generally found out where the power of transforming Tao came from, not the Hongmeng power at the core of the earth, but another regular power. But that rule is very obscure. It has been in a strange state of speciousness. It doesn't seem to be fixed. It comes and goes without trace. I don't know where it starts and ends.

Ning fan is not unfamiliar with the rules, but he is helpless in the face of the strange rules. From this, he also found that the world is far more complex and changeable than he imagined. Even when he re examined the heaven world, he also found the deep hidden strange rules.

Maybe it was buried at the time of his creation, not by him, but by other mysterious forces. Ning fan can't imagine what power it is and how it is buried. He only knew that this strange rule level was so high that he could only look up to it, not touch it.

Even in the face of jin'er, Ning fan has never looked up to it. He never thought that the rules he found unintentionally oppressed him so much that he could hardly breathe. This made him speechless, but he was more excited in his heart.

For unknown things, the more imperceptible, the more Ning fan's appetite can be lifted. But there are limits to everything. This time he hit the south wall. No matter what method he used, he couldn't go further. Strange rules, like an extremely cunning enemy, can always avoid him one step ahead, so that all his efforts come to nothing.

"You mean it. If you don't have consciousness, I don't believe it. But if you have consciousness, that's bullshit. You're just rules. Do rules evolve into life?" Ning fan can't help touching his nose. He really can't figure out what's going on.

Deep in the earth's heart, Ning fan's body has stepped a long distance in the face of the net formed by Hongmeng's Qi, but the speed has slowed down obviously. Now he can say that it is difficult to walk. Every centimeter takes a lot of time, and he has to bear the unimaginable pressure.

If he had not been psychologically prepared, Ning fan would have given up. After all, with his strength, he is far from being able to enter the Hongmeng level. But after working hard for so long, he didn't want to give up easily. On the contrary, it's just a separation. It doesn't matter if you spend more time.

In fact, in addition to the huge pressure and slow progress, his understanding of Hongmeng's Qi has also been in a bottleneck state, and he has not been able to break the deadlock for a long time. After the previous period of high spirited time, it seems that Fengshui turns around in turn. Now it's time for bad luck, and nothing goes well.

If it's just not going well, the problem is that he can't see the hope and doesn't know if there is something wrong with the direction. That's what makes him most depressed. If there is no wrong direction, no matter how hard it is, he will not mind. As for the direction, the more I think about it, the more I feel that everything is possible, and the more I think about it, the more likely it is to cause confusion. So I'd rather not think about it blindly and maintain a dry sitting state.

This is also one of the fundamental reasons why he chose to sit down. When he encounters a bottleneck, it is a good choice to stop when there is no hope to break through. Sometimes unintentionally, will usher in the dark.

"Kim, go out with me." On this day, Ning fan opened his eyes from the dry sitting, and knew that Kim ER was sitting beside him without looking.

"Good!" Kim was so quick that she jumped up.

Both of them left a phantom body, and then turned into two breeze, and in an instant they went thousands of miles away. In front of us is a quiet town with less than 1000 residents. It looks very peaceful. Ning fan doesn't know what happened in the past. There are many small cities like this in the present Buddhist world.

The reason why Ning fan chose here is that when he was wandering in his mind, he saw an acquaintance, the old crazy monk of that day. He saw the old madman sitting on the street in the sun catching lice. He really didn't understand why he did so, so he decided to come and have a look.

"Posterity, count a hexagram." Seeing Ning fan and jin'er coming, the old madman didn't lift his eyelids. He was barefoot, and there was a pile of black lice at his feet, which made his scalp numb.