Chapter 945 Thought Projection
After the formation was completely formed, Luo Fan thought in his mind, took a step forward, and through the extremely close connection between the forces that formed the formation in his mind, he directly passed through the mysterious and mysterious formation and stepped into the formation. middle.
This formation can completely isolate the inside and outside, and even Luo Fan's perception and sight can be completely isolated. If you want to understand the mystery of the saint's shadow wrapped in it, it is naturally impossible to be outside this formation - although, through oneself In connection with the power, Luo Fan can also perceive the various mysteries of the saint's shadow, but after all, it is separated by a layer of barriers. It is naturally much more difficult to perceive it than to directly perceive it. If you want to gain something, you need to put in a lot more effort.
If there was absolutely no other way, he would naturally admit it, but as long as one step into it could change such a fact, there was no reason for him not to choose this way.
Stepping into the formation, what Luo Fan saw was a void that was neither big nor small, probably tens of thousands of feet in diameter.
In the void, there is only a small shadow of the saint, which looks like the size of an ordinary person's shadow. It is suspended in the center of the void. Apart from this shadow, there is nothing else in the void, not even the shadow of an ordinary person. There are no rules or laws, and there is no such thing as vitality.
This potential energy completely isolates all connections, and naturally has the function of isolating the void and expanding a void within it. It has such an empty appearance at this time, but it is also extremely natural.
Looking at the shadow in front of him, Luo Fan didn't hesitate, took a step forward, and came to the side of the shadow.
When he approached the three-foot radius around the shadow, he felt a mysterious and mysterious aura coming towards his face. This kind of aura is very mysterious. Being wrapped in this aura, Luo Fan's mind is shaken. It seems that the origin of his entire life is being oppressed by an unimaginable kind. It seems that the thing in front of him is an existence that is countless times more noble than him. Generally, it is to experience the mystery of this thing in person. It will make him overwhelmed, and even the origin of life is under pressure that is enough to destroy it.
Sensing this breath, Luo Fan's eyes showed a shocked but enlightened look.
Shocking, of course, it was just a shadow. It actually had such power that he felt ashamed in front of it and felt countless times weaker than it.
But suddenly, it was this power that made him more certain that the shadow was that of the saint. Only a supreme existence related to a saint can produce such incredible power, and only such power. Only then was he worthy of the shadow of this saint.
However, it is just a shadow after all. Even if it is a mysterious anomaly, even if the power it possesses is even comparable to the power of a powerful being in the realm of Hedao, that is, a quasi-sage, without the control of a complete will, it still has little influence on Luo Fan. There are too many threats - they are not targeted and cannot be concentrated in one place, no matter how strong they are. Luo Fan can also find thousands of ways to prevent it from harming himself at will.
As thoughts flashed in his mind, his figure changed slightly in an instant. The terrifying power emanating from the shadow was completely removed, and the physical and mental state returned to its peak.
He raised his hand and patted it gently, and hundreds of thousands more powers rushed out from his palm in an instant.
As soon as these powers rushed out of his palm, they began to change violently in the void, and any one of them began to connect with other powers according to some extremely mysterious trajectory. After a while, it condensed in front of him into a transparent hand that was not too big or too small, just enough to hold the shadow.
Once this palm is formed,
There is a controlling and penetrating charm coming from it, so that any living being will know that this palm is a supreme existence that can obtain all mysteries as soon as it sees this palm.
This palm. Nothing else, it was the combination of power that Luo Fan had created specifically based on his various perceptions of the saint's shadow just now. It could carry his will and realize the saint's shadow in the simplest and most direct way.
Of course, this power combination is composed of hundreds of thousands of powers. But after all, it was just created by Luo Fan in a hurry, so its function is extremely single, and its single effect is not even pushed to the extreme, but at this moment, it is enough. At least it was many times better than when he used his perception to realize the shadow of the saint.
With a thought in his mind, Luo Fan raised his hand and grabbed the shadow.
In the blink of an eye, he had wrapped the shadow and held it in his palm.
This combination of power carried his will, just like his body. When this palm held the saint's shadow, Luo Fan felt as if he had swallowed the saint's shadow directly into his body.
In an instant, an indescribable feeling was transmitted into his heart and mind from the point of contact between the palm and the shadow.
This feeling cannot be described in words at all. Wrapped by this feeling, Luo Fan felt as if he was suddenly hit by an extremely lofty and profound realm.
That's right, he was hit by the realm.
Almost at the same moment, he felt that his mentality, his perspective, his world view, and his understanding of the universe had all undergone earth-shaking changes.
In a daze, he seemed to have turned into an extremely powerful and mysterious being, as if he had entered a brand new world that he had never dared to imagine before.
In this world, all his desires and emotions as a normal creature have completely disappeared. What remains is a will that is grand and lofty, incomparably close to the great road, and incomparably close to chaos.
What I see with my eyes, what I hear with my ears, and what I think in my heart are completely different from before. What he desperately wanted at the last moment, to understand the secret of his spiritual practice from the shadow of the saint, seemed so insignificant at this moment, almost unable to arouse any fluctuations in him, unable to Create a wave that moves him into action.
It's not that he has completely forgotten his previous desires, or that he has completely lost his memory. There is no loss in his memory. He remembers everything completely, remembers all his experiences after stepping on the Bridge of Times, remembers that he has a body in the earth and universe, a body in the prehistoric world, and a body in the Tianyuan world. The avatar has a more complete understanding of what the main body, the avatar, and the avatar are doing and pursuing.
But, this kind of thing. All of this was so insignificant and boring to him at this time. Let him rather stay there in a daze. I don't want to waste any energy to complete my previous pursuit.
Although, for him at this time, it seemed that with just one thought, he could completely break the barrier between the peak of Wuxu realm and the realm of Hedao, allowing him to completely enter the realm of Hedao...
This process lasted for an unknown amount of time, and it seemed that countless billions of years had passed. Even Luo Fan felt that his memory as a normal creature had gradually become blurred. I almost thought that I was born in this state. It was at such a lofty and mysterious time that a warning sign that my life was in danger came from my heart.
Following this warning sign, a desire to survive suddenly burst out from the origin of his life, shaking his seemingly eternal will, causing him to escape from this mysterious and mysterious world extremely slowly, reluctantly, and reluctantly. status.
The moment the state breaks away. Luo Fan, who was suspended in the formation and next to the saint's shadow, suddenly trembled all over, and his eyes that were originally empty and dark trembled. Suddenly became extremely dim. And all over his body, cold sweat broke out in an instant, and his face became extremely pale.
"What a danger!" Luo Fan uttered these two words and retreated wildly.
The huge palm that he had sent out before, wrapping the saint's shadow, had already turned into nothingness at some point, leaving the shadow and floating in front of him.
At this moment, only ten moments had passed since he held the saint's shadow in his palm.
And all the power in his body has been exhausted, his soul, his heart and mind. His perception, and even his life source, had been consumed to the point where only an insignificant trace was left. Even his physical strength was so weak that he almost lost his ability to survive in the void.
It's just ten short moments, one-sixth of it. His strength, body, soul, mind and everything else, which was at the peak of the realm of enlightenment and only a trivial step away from the realm of Hedao, were consumed to such a point. Such a strange and terrifying situation made Luo Luo Fan couldn't help but feel fear in his heart.
"Fortunately, my desire to survive is strong enough, otherwise..." Such thoughts flashed through his mind.
As this thought flashed across his mind, he felt dizzy, and even felt like he was about to fall asleep. This is naturally not because he is so scared, but because his soul, will, mind and thoughts at this time have been exhausted to the extreme, and he cannot even support the few thoughts he has flashed.
Knowing that this was the most dangerous time, Luo Fan's mind flashed with lightning. The mysterious formation that enveloped the saint's shadow suddenly shook, and the power that originally existed in it to adjust the flow of time was directly activated to the extreme. , in an instant, the speed of time inside this formation has increased to an incredible level, reaching hundreds of thousands of times that of the outside world.
This formation was arranged by Luo Fan in order to isolate the connection between the shadow of the saint and the projection of the initial era of the outside world. Naturally, its isolation effect cannot be limited to the void, power, rules, and laws. Time, however, is also within the confines of its isolation.
After all, he couldn't fully understand the connection between the saint's shadow and the projection of the initial era from the outside world. He wanted to completely isolate the two, lest he realize the shadow and stir up the projection of the initial era that would have some influence on him. The unfavorable reaction is naturally to take into account everything that one can isolate. Obviously, time also needs to be included in this.
And since time can be isolated, it means that the inside and outside of this formation are in completely independent time and space. Since it is a completely independent time and space, it is not surprising at all to adjust the speed of time in this time and space and increase the speed of time.
Although the formation had changed just by thinking about it, Luo Fan still felt an almost irresistible dizziness suddenly coming over him. It almost made him fall asleep.
Fortunately, he knew very well that if he fell asleep like this, it would take hundreds of millions of years to wake up. He gathered his remaining willpower to resist the invasion of dizziness and barely kept his mind awake.
After that, he sat cross-legged in the void and began to activate the realm of enlightenment to the peak of perfection, allowing his body to generate power at an extremely astonishing speed, replenishing the power he had exhausted. Let his mind, soul, will, and life source recover as quickly as possible during this process.
Luo Fan's power, soul, will, origin of life, mind and thoughts are all too vast.
Because of this vastness, he could recover at the fastest speed. By the time he fully recovered and returned everything to its peak state, a full hundred thousand years had passed.
Fortunately, before he practiced breath adjustment, he reluctantly activated the function of this formation to adjust the flow of time. This 100,000 years is compared to the projection of the initial era. It was only a year, which was still within his acceptable range. If we hadn't wasted the last hundred thousand years with that last thought, it would have been equivalent to a billion years in the outside world. I am afraid that nearly one-fifth of the Dharma Ending Era would have passed, which would be almost fatal.
When Luo Fan came back to his senses, Luo Fan had fear but also happiness in his eyes.
He looked up at the saint's shadow, which had not changed at all from a hundred thousand years ago. He let out a long sigh: "I didn't expect that it was just a shadow, but it was already like this. What kind of existence is a saint?"
In the past, when Luo Fan was still in the realm of Innate Great Luo, because of his confidence in himself, he dared to speculate and imagine what power the saint had. Even though he knew that the saint was an existence that he could not understand, deep in his heart, I still occasionally imagine what a saint should look like. What the ability should be.
But the more his Taoist realm improved, the more he discovered that his previous imagination was superficial.
The less I dare to guess what the saint looks like and what power he possesses.
but. No matter how high he tried to speculate on the saint's height, and how much he imagined the saint's supernatural power, at this moment, he still found that he was still a frog in the well, and he still underestimated the saint countless times. In other words, no matter how high he placed the saint, at this moment, he still found that the position he placed was still countless times lower...
It was the same feeling he felt during the ten moments when he covered the saint's shadow with the palm-shaped combination of power. It was the feeling brought about by the shadow that was somehow carried, the insignificant remnants of the saint's thoughts pressing on his will through the combination of power.
That feeling was not that of a saint, nor was it that he had directly transformed into the saint who had left this shadow in the first place.
Rather, what is contained in the traces of the saint's thoughts is extremely broken. The projection of the saint's thoughts had been weakened countless times.
In a broad sense, it can also be called a saint's feeling. But compared to the feeling of a true saint, it has been simplified countless times, and compared to the incarnation of a saint, it has been simplified countless billions of times.
But this has simplified the feeling of a saint who has been countless thousands of years. For Luo Fan, who has reached the pinnacle of the realm of enlightenment and is only one step away from being able to break through the realm of enlightenment and become a harmonious person, it is already too powerful to bear. The unimaginable exists.
This trace of thought remains without Luo Fan's urging. It directly oppresses his will like a mountain, and with the help of his will, Luo Fan extracts everything he has in his body to maintain the saint he carries within it. A moment of thought projection. However, Luo Fan's boundless power is enough to easily crush the will of a monk who has not reached the perfection of enlightenment. His tempered mind and thoughts are extremely tough and stable, and his perception is unbreakable and has infinite magical effects. , that divine soul that is already so powerful that it is not much worse than the physical body, etc., etc., such an existence that can be almost invincible if you take any one, but can only bear the projection of that moment of thought for ten seconds, and then it will hit the bottom directly. . From this we can know how incredible the thought projection at that moment was.
And Luo Fan's various feelings in those ten moments were not the true feelings of a saint, but the projection of his thoughts that were distorted and deformed after he forcibly understood them through his own realm.
This kind of thinking projection is very different from the real thinking projection, but some characteristics of the real thinking projection can still be seen.
In fact, this kind of distortion of thinking projection is like a kindergarten child using his own method to understand difficult problems such as calculus. Naturally, there is a huge deviation from the real answer.
It is precisely because of this huge deviation that Luo Fan has that inexplicable feeling, the idea that he can easily obtain the answer to the question he has spent countless millions of years pursuing with just a thought. . And it was this deviation that caused him to fall into the kind of disdain that the mind projected towards the realm below the saint, the kind of contempt that everything except himself was an ant, and there was no need to pay the slightest attention.
When he understood this, Luo Fan couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"It seems that I have thought of things too simply. It is not so easy to understand the mystery of the shadow of a saint." Such an idea appeared in his mind.
At this moment, he looked at the shadow in front of him that exuded all kinds of mysterious auras, and his heart was filled with an inexplicable sense of frustration, as if he saw a delicious piece of barbecue right in front of him, but couldn't find a place to eat it. . . )