Chapter 693 Leaves
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With the energy under his control, he copied again and again, and copied the Dao pattern he saw. 81 Chinese Network
When this Dao pattern is completely copied and introduced into one's life, it becomes one's own Dao.
"The Dao tree grows for hundreds of millions of years and turns itself into Dao, and I have Amethyst, why not let Amethyst also turn into a Dao tree, at that time, I will be Dao, and the rhythm of Dao I transformed into can even make others come to understand..."
Yi Yun suddenly had this thought. This thought was extremely crazy. Even the Taoists of the Twelve Emperor Heaven had always pursued this realm.
It seems that it is just a legend that oneself turned into Tao. Although countless people have pursued it, looking at the history of the Twelve Emperors, I am afraid that no one has ever succeeded.
Yi Yun's cultivation base was still very low, so he suddenly had such a thought, and then he couldn't hold back the thought, and it grew like wild grass.
If someone knew about this kind of thinking, people would only laugh at him, but when Yi Yun had Amethyst and could control all the energy in the world, it wasn't necessarily impossible...
He controlled the flow of energy throughout his body, slowly condensing the Dao Patterns.
He looked at a leaf on the tree, again and again, and gradually, Yi Yun became immersed.
He felt as if he had turned into this leaf, sensing the thickness of the road tree and the blowing of the wind.
His thoughts gradually became empty, the leaves sprout in spring and wither in autumn, just like a person's life is very short. Leaves do not mourn, they do not suffer, they just move gently with the wind.
I don't know how much time has passed, Yi Yun has been sitting quietly under the tree, except for the occasional breeze blowing his top, he did not move.
The sword spirit in grey has been guarding the Hall of Enlightenment. He meditated cross-legged and occasionally opened his eyes to take a look at Yi Yun, but Yi Yun was like a sculpture and never changed.
After a while, the boy in white would also come to see Yi Yun, and when he saw that Yi Yun was meditating cross-legged, he didn't seem to have made any progress, and when Daoshu didn't have any visions, he was a little disappointed.
Although he disliked Yi Yun, after all, Yi Yun was considered to be the heir of the Pure Yang Sword Palace. He still hoped that Yi Yun would make some progress, at least not to go out and embarrass his master.
But now, he didn't know whether Yi Yun was enlightened or not, and how much he was enlightened.
"It's been three months. It's said that three days in the Temple of Enlightenment is a year, which means that he has been enlightened for thirty years."
The boy in white shook his head, and the sword spirit in gray said with a smile: "You know, three days is a year, you can only say this when you have some understanding, but in fact, it is impossible for anyone to sit under the Taoist tree. Three days of perpetual comprehension equals one year, and such a high level of comprehension can last for ten days.”
"Look, let's see what he looks like when he wakes up." The grey-clothed sword spirit was very optimistic, but the white-clothed boy was not in such a good mood, he said: "There is no abnormality in Daoshu, so what if he wakes up? "
The sun rises and sets, the clouds curl up and the clouds shudder. In this grassland where the Dao tree grows, in fact, except for the Dao tree itself, the rest are ordinary and natural lives. Yi Yun saw that the insect in the grass had spent its short life, the new weeds had broken out of the ground, and the world was reincarnated. Yi Yun had no sorrow or joy, and just watched quietly.
He seems to be a leaf himself, and has spent his life as a leaf. Autumn is getting stronger, the leaves are withered and yellow, and a gust of wind blows, he staggers off the tree and falls to the ground.
In the process of falling off the Dao Tree, Yi Yun saw himself clearly and the Dao Tree clearly. He seemed to have realized too much in an instant.
His mind was clearer than ever before, the vast world seemed to suddenly open up, Yi Yun slowly woke up as he fell, he watched himself getting closer and closer to the ground, and finally... he gently landed on the ground .
The feeling of being down-to-earth is also the destination of life, so Yi Yun opened his eyes...
The world returned to Yi Yun's field of vision. It was still this grassland, and it was still this old tree with a twisted twist. However, in Yi Yun's eyes, everything was different...
"He's awake!"
The grey-robed sword spirit's eyes lit up,
He waited for a long time, and finally waited until Yi Yun woke up.
"I'm finally awake." The young man in white sighed. He immediately looked at the ancient Taoist tree behind Yi Yun, hoping that the Taoist tree would produce a little vision. Although he knew that the possibility was extremely slim, he still I subconsciously wanted to take a look.
The ancient tree is as old as ever, without any reaction, without the halo formed by the condensed Dao, and it is even less likely that there are any Dao patterns and Sanskrit sounds.
Even in the breeze, the leaves of the Dao tree never made a rustling sound.
no visions...
Although it had been expected, it was so calm that it still made people feel lost.
The young man in white tried to fight hard and wanted to ask Yi Yun what he had realized, but at this moment, his eyes suddenly froze.
He saw... in the breeze, a leaf on a road tree, like an autumn leaf, was gently drooping by the wind.
It just left the branches like a green butterfly, fluttering in the wind, and after several rotations, it fell to the ground and to Yi Yun.
Yi Yun didn't look up, but he already knew about this leaf.
He gently stretched out his hand, palm facing upwards, the leaf fell into Yi Yun's palm so lightly.
This scene was like when Yi Yun was a leaf when he was enlightened, at the last moment of his life, it fell into the dust, light and silent. This was the destination of the fallen leaves.
However, this simple scene shocked the young man in white, and beside the young man in white, the sword spirit in gray also stood up.
Both of them were as motionless as stone sculptures, just looking at the fallen leaves in Yi Yun's hands.
Did the tree fall?
The three thousand leaves of the Dao tree have not changed for many years. In fact, the owner of the Pure Yang Sword Palace built the Pure Yang Sword Palace based on the grassland where this Dao tree grew. And at that time, this Dao tree already had three thousand Dao leaves, until now...
The grey-robed sword spirit looked at the tree crown, but saw a small bud swelled up on the branch of the fallen leaves just now.
A leaf fell and a bud was born. This was something he had never seen before guarding the Dao Tree for such a long time.
And today, it was born.
The fallen leaves just fell into Yi Yun's palm, which is of course no coincidence.
Yi Yun's enlightenment did not make the Dao tree have any vision, but only let the Dao tree wither a leaf, why is this?
No matter the grey-robed sword spirit, or the hall spirit, Huobai, they are not real life. Their understanding of the Tao was set at the moment of their birth. It was their creator who gave them the understanding of the Tao. .
They could not understand why the Dao tree lost its leaves.
At this moment, Yi Yun lightly squeezed the leaf stalk, and the leaf slowly rotated in Yi Yun's hand, like a small fan.
withering...new life...
Yi Yun looked up at the young bud on the top of the tree, and gently pressed the leaf in the palm of his hand. Although it withered, the leaf was still green... (To be continued.)