Chapter 1986

This murmur, as if with some mysterious rhythm.

It's like a woman saying something vaguely in your ear.

You can vaguely guess that the other person is describing something.

But what the other side said, but it is not even a word to hear.

"What's going on?"

Chu Yan's first reaction was that there was something wrong with the 15th floor.

But soon, he denied the idea.

"Absolutely no problem, it should have been obscure."

After that, Chu Yan's mood immediately calmed down.

He looked up at the white mark in mid air.

Suddenly, his eyes were fixed.

The white trace, like the painting swept out of the end of the handwriting, is gradually shortening at the moment.

That kind of feeling is like a burning incense.

As time goes by, this incense will be later.

Chu Yan's heart suddenly moved and realized.

"Yes, this murmur must be about something.

What I want to do is to understand the content of this discourse in this limited time. "

Chu Yan immediately sat down on his knees, closed his eyes, concentrated all his energy, and listened carefully.

The murmuring female voice, without any emotion, said vaguely there.

Time goes by.

The white handwriting soon disappeared, about a quarter.

At this time, Chu Yan still didn't hear the most common words clearly.

But he was in no hurry.

Stay focused.

At the beginning, he would use his brain to think about the changes of upper and lower syllables, trying to distinguish what the other person was saying.

But with the deepening of time, the changes of syllables also seem to produce a kind of mysterious rhyme, so that he no longer entangles with the content of each word, but understands it with his heart.

This feeling is hard to describe.

But Chu Yan at this moment, the bottom of his heart is really true, raised a kind of empty and epiphany feeling.

Deep in his mind, Chu Yan feels that his body has become gently floating, like entering a place he has never been.

This place is like a big ball.

He's inside the big ball right now.

The inner wall of the ball is a colorful light spot.

These light spots, constantly flashing light.

The murmur of the female voice continued in the sphere.

Chu Yan looked at the flash in front of him, and then listened to the female voice in the ball.

My mind, at this time, closed my eyes and hovered in the middle of the big ball.

Although at the moment is still closed eyes, but Chu Yan feel in front of his eyes, with the passage of time, as if appeared a line.

These lines are like waves, with ups and downs.

He could not help but began to breathe and breathe according to the ups and downs of these lines.

At the same time, the aura in the body changes.

A kind of resonance is produced unconsciously.

With this resonance, Chu Yan in his mind suddenly opened his eyes.

He found the light and shadow of the big ball, this moment disappeared.

Appeared in front of him, became a slap size spot.

These light spots show different colors.

They revolve around themselves slowly, near and far.

But there is no way to describe the distance in space.

Some light spots seem to be close at hand, but it makes Chu Yan feel that he can't touch them.

Some light spots are clearly far away from themselves, but they make Chu Yan feel within reach.

At this time, Chu Yan's heart was clear.

He no longer thinks about what these spots represent.

He just wanted to be able to touch these spots before the handwriting completely disappeared.

Chu Yan kept thinking and listening.

At this time, the chanting and narration of the female voice was no longer a simple content, but more like a kind of rhythm.

All the syllables form a kind of very obscure, but contain a certain way to the sound of reason.

"Da Dao Zhili... Da Dao... Da Dao..."

At this time, Chu Yan was shocked.

He felt what he was holding on to.

But because of the shock, he couldn't believe it.

"The light is the road!"

"What my mother prepared for me on the 15th floor is the main road!"

"No one can teach the way, only understand it!"

"What we have learned is our own way!"

"One's own way is the strongest way!"

One idea, blessing to the soul, at the moment in Chu Yan's mind jump.

"The way of destruction I had mastered before was not my own at the beginning.

Later, with the help of my father, I took the life of Kirin as the true flame. In addition, I also had the idea of destruction and killing in my own way, so I completely integrated them.

There is no coincidence of this kind.

Tao can only be understood. I can't have a second time in my life.

What my mother is preparing for me now is an opportunity to open the platform and understand the road!

If I had not mastered the way of destruction, then this time, it would be my first chance to understand the way.

This opportunity, if I can understand it, then I can master one more Avenue in the mood of heaven.

And even if you don't understand it, it's a rare opportunity to directly understand it. "

Chu Yan didn't know how hard it was to give a chance to comprehend the road directly.

But he understood that this kind of thing, by no means ordinary people can do.

I'm afraid even the true fairyland monks hidden in the prime minister shangguo and Tianya sect can't do it.

If it's really so easy to understand the Tao, it would have been a dog like state for a long time.

As a matter of fact, none of the enemies that Chu Yan met before, whether they were tianxinjing or ZiFuJing, who had been killed now, realized the way.

"In that case, I can't let go of such an opportunity!"

Chu Yan concentrated his mind and let himself immerse himself in that state again.

By this time, almost two-thirds of the handwriting had disappeared, and there was still one-third left.

And those light spots, still in front of Chu Yan, give Chu Yan a considerable untouchable feeling.

With a quarter of the handwriting left, the rotation of those spots began to slow down.

But at the same time, the light of some of the spots is rapidly weakening.

The fastest one, just a few breaths, disappeared.

This also means that Chu Yan lost the opportunity to understand a road.

When only one tenth of the handwriting was left, there were only five light spots around Chu Yan.

And these light spots are still rotating, even if the speed is much slower than before, there is still no sign of stopping at the moment.

Quietly, the color of another avenue completely disappeared.

There are four left.

And these four, the light is also weak.

It's like a weak light in a dilapidated building. Any gust of wind can blow it out.