Chapter 193: Deep Enlightenment

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Qin Shuang knew that this was because the Demon Race and the Monster Race were about to fight over. Those with strength or influence had probably already left Hengjiang City at this time, and the rest of them were people without strength and influence. . However, even so, these people may leave here in the near future.

Not far away, a few children were playing, and the sound of laughter came from the quiet city, which made the almost empty city alive and made people feel alive.

Qin Shuang couldn't help sighing. No matter how difficult and dangerous the environment is, children can always forget and find their own happiness. Looking at the children running and playing, listening to the silver bell-like laughter rippling in the air, a soft smile appeared on Qin Shuang's face.

Our responsibility is to protect the happiness of children and let them grow up in happiness.

At this moment, her heart was touched, she thought of Qin Jingyun's persistent protection, and began to understand that kind of protection in her heart. Ever since she entered the Martial Artist Continent, seeing the scene of people dying in charcoal, her heart has been depressed, covering her whole heart like a dark cloud.

but……

At this moment, the joy and laughter of the children penetrated into her heart like sunshine, dispelling the dark clouds in her heart.

Her soul seemed to be freed from the shackles, and became ethereal.

She walked along the street like this, passed through the entire Hengjiang City, walked out from another city gate, and walked forward to the destination of her stroll.

Gradually, her body merged with the heaven and the earth, and traces of Dao Yun circled and danced around her and entered her body.

Pedestrians on the road walked past her, as if they couldn't see her.

At this time, Qin Shuang is in a strange state. She can clearly see the existence of Qin Shuang in her field of vision, but she cannot feel her existence. This is a contradictory feeling, but it clearly exists.

deep in the soul.

On the huge soul lotus, Yinshen opened her mouth and sucked, and a trace of Taoist rhyme was sucked into the air by her. Yinshen's body rippled like water ripples, and her soul strengthened bit by bit, exuding a shining precious light.

In her dantian.

The physical Wuxiang opened his mouth, and she inhaled a trace of Dao Yun into his mouth, and the physical Wuxiang exuded a shining precious light.

The spiritual power and martial phase opened her mouth, and she sucked a trace of dao rhyme into her mouth, and it circulated in the spiritual power and martial phase, and the illusory spiritual power and martial phase became a little more solid.

The breathing of the demon clone became longer, and a trace of demonic poison was absorbed by the demon clone at a faster rate.

A series of talismans faintly appeared on the body of the fire clone, and every time he inhaled a trace of dao rhyme, the talismans became brighter.

A trace of Dao rhyme entered the ten Xuanshui Golden Pills, and the Xuanshui Golden Pill, which had not been improved in purity for a long time, began to be purified.

Qin Shuang didn't know how long she had been gone. In her eyes, the world was completely different from what it was before.

The sky is not the sky, the earth is not the earth, the mountain is not the mountain, the water is not the water, the tree is not the tree, the grass is not the grass...

Everything in the world has become a trace of Dao rhyme, a series of talismans, everything in the world is composed of mysterious talismans...

"Om..."

The ten gold buckets in Haoran's heart spun,

A trace of dao rhyme was sucked into Haoran's heart. It was sucked into ten gold buckets.

The tortoise under the golden bucket suddenly raised its head, with a look of shock in its eyes, and then greedily absorbed a trace of Taoist rhyme.

In Qin Shuang's sea of ​​knowledge.

The foundation-building pattern accelerated its rotation, and with the rotation of the foundation-building pattern, one after another, changes took place in Qin Shuang's sea of ​​consciousness.

The power of the sea of ​​consciousness churned, and a trace of dao rhyme entered the sea of ​​consciousness, merged into the power of the sea of ​​consciousness, and formed mirror images one by one. Wherever Qin Shuang passed by, the surrounding scenes were reflected in her sea of ​​consciousness like a mirror image.

In her sea of ​​consciousness, the sky, the earth, the mountains, the water, the flowers, the trees...

It was as if a world had been born.

This world seems to be reflected in the lake water, producing circles of ripples, constantly rippling.

Every time the ripples passed by, the generated world was repeatedly stripped of a layer of veil. Just now, it was a real world, and with the ripples of that circle, it turned into a series of talismans. When the second circle of ripples passed by, a real world was formed.

In Qin Shuang's sea of ​​consciousness, this situation is constantly alternating, and Qin Shuang who is walking is muttering to himself.

"Could it be that the foundation of the world is the talisman?"

"Could it be that everything is made of talismans?"

"No!"

"no the same!"

"They are not talismans!"

In the eyes of Qin Shuang, the sky, the earth, mountains, water, flowers and plants, and trees are all transformed into ethereal patterns of Taoism.

These patterns are somewhat similar to the talismans that Qin Shuang has comprehended, but they are different. But where is the specific difference, Qin Shuang can't tell.

Qin Shuang was walking like this. At this time, she no longer needed to take Wen Wangdan to maintain the needs of the Yin God. The traces of Dao Yun swallowed by the Yin God not only met the needs of the Yin God, but also made her improve a little bit. Qin Shuang walked here like this, when he saw a high mountain, he walked across it, and when he saw a river, he trudged across it.

Fengxue howled, covering her figure, but couldn't stop her footsteps.

I don't know how long it has passed, Qin Shuang walked to a hill and sat on a rock. A trace of dao rhyme hovered around her, and in just an instant, she merged with the mountain under her feet, as if she had existed in ancient times and was a part of the mountain.

"Om..."

The mountain under her feet seemed to be humming, and the soil under her feet seemed to have life, climbing up her instep, along her legs, climbing towards her body, and soon covered her whole body, the rhyme flowed, The precious light is dim, and mysterious patterns are faintly transmitted.

"Om..."

The pattern is hidden, the precious light converges, and the piano is wrapped in a layer of rocks, forming a stone statue. It snowed heavily, and Qin Shuang soon turned into a snowman.

It snowed heavily all night.

The next day cleared.

The existence under the hill became active, and the smoke from every house rose. After a while, a group of children rushed out from each house. They were running, laughing, playing snowball fights, and gradually ran to the foot of the hill.

"Look, there's a snowman over there."

A little boy shouted, attracting the attention of all the children.

"What a big snowman!"

A group of children ran to the snowman and jumped around the snowman.

"Let's make a snowman too."

A little girl shouted, and a group of children began to build snowmen. After more than an hour, six snowmen were piled up on both sides of Qin Shuang's body. It was not until noon that these children shouted and returned to the village.

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