Chapter 2985

Heaven and earth roar, space vibrates, chaos thousands of miles away. At this moment, heaven and earth became black and white, blurred and changeable, and finally merged together.

When there is white in black and black in white, the roar suddenly stops and the Dragon lightning disappears.

After a few hours, everything dissipated. The rising sun exposed the ground, blushed with shame, blinked and stared at Han Fei sitting safely.

Han Fei didn't move his position and landed from dragon lightning to the end. Han Fei sat there.

Around Han feiduan, the ground turned black. The previous green grass and flowers were gone, leaving deep ditches and shallow gullies. But where Han feiduan sat. The green grass and flowers are still there.

The sun came out and fell on the green grass and flowers, teasing and soothing.

Han Fei looked serene and didn't open his eyes. There was a trace of peace between his eyebrows.

Black and white breath swam in Han Fei's body, and the power of his mind was ready to move. Han Fei put his hands on his knees and thought deeply.

Absorb the Qi of life into the body and turn it into the power of God. Is this the purpose of cultivation? If one day, invincible people appear again, there is no need to store the power of divine thoughts. What's the significance of cultivation?

If you don't use it for a long time, isn't it the same as a stagnant water source? Running water does not rot, nor does the cardinal bark. The longer the power of the divine mind is stored in the divine grid, the greater the pressure the divine grid needs to bear. When one day, God can't bear it, it means falling.

Life lies in movement. Since divine consciousness, mind and vitality belong to a part of the body, they should also be in constant circulation.

Fighting method, experience and test are the problems that every monk often faces. On the surface, it seems to be for some material reward or skill. However, the essence is to absorb more fresh vitality into the body.

Spit out the old and accept the new, which is the principle that every living body must follow. No one can exist out of this world. Even God can't get rid of the world.

The reason why God becomes God should not be destruction, but salvation and creation.

In a sense, a monk breaking through the bottleneck is breaking through the limitation of longevity. From dozens to hundreds, then continue to practice and strive for thousands or even thousands of years.

Break through the limitation of longevity yuan, enjoy the resources given by heaven and earth, but don't want to return. If you accumulate in this way, it will eventually become insatiable demand. In the end, it will encounter heavy punishment from heaven, and falling is inevitable.

Most friars died from robbery not because of lack of talent or lack of energy in heaven and earth. The most important thing is that his heart is too greedy.

Punish evil and promote good.

Accumulate good causes to get good results. Friars can destroy heaven and earth by raising their hands, turn over a palm print, and kill thousands of creatures. It's just a small kindness to save people and alleviate temporary difficulties.

The best of heaven and earth should be creation.

Every living body has reincarnation. Every living body has the cause and effect of good and evil. It is good to punish evil and promote good, but. The saved good actually has a bad side.

The real way of heaven is not to protect someone and punish someone.

The real way of heaven should ignore all kinds of good and evil reincarnation and keep creating. A living body means everything to an individual. In terms of the world that created him, the demise of a living body, long or short, actually has no meaning.

The creator is the real God.

The measure of God should not be the power of God's thoughts, but creation. It was for this reason that the five gods created all the layers of the altar and guided the monks into it. But ignore their life and death.

Despite the purpose of the five gods in creating the altar, their divine personality and ideas are no different from their own. The difference between yourself and the five gods is whether you can create a new world.

It is easy to destroy a world, but difficult to create one. Even if it is not a world, it is difficult to create a grass?

Ten meters away, there should have been green grass. Now, they are all destroyed. Dragon lightning falls. Space is fragmented, and the vitality and vitality of life are violent. Now we can't even find a grass root.

However, it is certain that in a few years, or not so long, it will return to its previous appearance.

"Create?"

Han Fei slowly opened his eyes and stared at the green grass under his legs. Green grass and flowers can be preserved within ten meters with itself as the center. At the moment, they all hold their heads high and grow excitedly in the sun.

Han Fei reached out and gently picked up a broken grass. The roots of the grass are bare, and the leaves are withered and yellow, just like a dying old man. Is helpless and sad waiting for the end of life.

"Help me --"

"Help --"

After staring for a long time, Han Fei vaguely heard the cry of whispering. The voice was not loud, but it was real. It was difficult to distinguish between men and women. It is difficult to determine its age, but it is the cry of life. Grass roots touch the palm, that is the dialogue between life and life.

How to save?

Han Fei did not respond to the plea, but seriously thought about how to save it. How to bring a grass back to life. Even rapid reproduction, for Han Fei, this is a strange field.

To save a person or a monster, Han Fei is confident of success as long as his life is not completely over. However, facing a green grass, Han Fei was at a loss.

You can't use pills or any utensils. The only thing you can use is the power of free mind.

If you send the power of mind directly to the grass, you can destroy it in an instant. You can't grasp the strength. You don't know how much energy it needs when a grass is about to wither and disappear. Even if he knows, Han Fei is not confident that he can control it.

"Let it absorb itself?"

The life of the broken grass is accelerating. Han Fei needs to make a decision as soon as possible. I can't wait any longer. A trace of God comes out through my body.

"Ah --"

"Hula -"

Han Fei heard a scream and stopped suddenly. The broken grass in the palm withered quickly. After struggling twice, it ignited automatically.

The cry for help dissipated and a life factor disappeared. With a heart of salvation. The harvest is the fruit of destruction.

Han Fei was as like as two peas. After a slight recovery, he had tried more than ten times.

"The power of divine thought is not good!" After several experiments, Han Fei stopped his hand“ If you can't save a grass, how can you create a world? "

In a sense, this is not creation. Saving is so hard, how difficult it will be to create from scratch.

Han Fei now understands why the species at all levels of the altar are single. It's not that the five gods don't want to create. But they can only create so much now.

Looking back on what we saw on the fifth floor of the altar, the sacred animals there were very big, and the green grass and trees there were also very big. On every floor of the altar, there are only a few scenes, but they are everywhere.

Han Fei now understands that the first floor to the fifth floor of the altar corresponds to the five elements and the five gods.

The five gods can create such a big world and space, but it is difficult to create all things.

The creator is so great.

"Is it easier to create a tree than a grass?"

"No! Embracing trees grow at the slightest point, and the nine storey platform starts from the earth. No matter how tall the tree is, it is a seed at first. Should I start with seeds? But without seedlings, where can seeds be produced? "

Han Fei was lost.

It can even be said that Han Fei is paranoid!

The grass ten meters around, fluttering in the wind, did not stop growing because of Han Fei's thinking. Under the deep ditch and shallow gully of black paint, life is pregnant. They will not wait for Han Fei to create, because they believe in themselves and the magic and greatness of life energy!

As time goes by, Han Fei feels lost. The shabby Taoist robe was swinging, and he was still attached to the world of creation, concentrating on the Taoism of creating a world