I Am Not Really The Second Generation Of Immortals

Chapter 889 The End of Primordial Origin

An Bulang felt an unprecedentedly strong spatial force.

It seems to have crossed the heavens and the world in an instant, transcending the universe of heaven and earth.

Even a strong man of his strength felt dizzy and dizzy!

Immediately afterwards, the world was different.

When the power of transmission disappears, there is nothing in sight.

Nalan Jinli, Hua Xingyu, Jin Yuexi, Ji Yinyin and others also disappeared, it seemed that everyone was separated.

There is a road under my feet, but I don't know what kind of material the road is made of.

The front is misty, shrouded in mysterious mist, can't see through, can't see through, everything is unknown.

But when An Bulang stepped on the road, his heart trembled!

Some kind of power that can be traced back to the source enveloped the whole body.

The great secret of the universe and the essence of the world flooded into my mind in an instant.

The endless Tao, the endless insights, almost burst his head!

"Ah...!" An Bulang yelled in pain.

Too many things, too much information!

There are incomparably precious Taoist insights, and there are also spam messages about the sun rising in the morning, eating noodles tonight, and shitting tomorrow. There are even nonsensical messages such as flowers blooming today and nine mosquitoes starving to death tonight...

Moreover, these redundant spam messages are still the mainstream, and they pour into the young man's head regardless of the cost, almost bursting his head, completely losing the ability to think for himself, and almost shattering his soul.

But who is An Bulang, how could he give in.

One wave appears, the true self manifests, keep the original heart, and accommodate thousands of information in the way of the body.

An Bulang opened the door to absorb a huge amount of junk information, peeled off their appearance, and traced their origin.

In Ten Thousand Streams Returning to One, An Bulang can see the way.

As soon as he stepped on his feet, his heart trembled violently, and an inexplicable comprehension appeared.

That kind of comprehension seems to have explained the origin of all things, as if it explained the truth of the world.

In a trance, An Bulang seemed to have seen the end of the wave.

truth!

This is the truth!

An Bulang's breathing became heavy.

It is said that there is the secret of transcending and becoming an emperor in the way of primordial enlightenment.

It turns out that the secret of Emperor Cheng lies on the road under his feet!

An Bulang moved forward with excitement.

With every step he took, his perception of the truth increased.

The primordial heart is vibrating, strengthening the young man's comprehension.

At the same time, it is also active, as if it has come to some favorite place, it is extraordinarily energetic, beating violently, and attracting some mysterious energy of the Dao of Primordial Origin, and sucking it into the heart of Primordial Origin.

An Bulang didn't bother to pay attention to Primordial Heart, and couldn't control it.

He focuses on improving himself, constantly comprehending the way of truth.

The way of truth is under your feet, and there is no end to it.

There was no danger of any kind, and of course, no living creatures.

The endless fog, the endless road, seems to lead to eternity.

An Bulang walked all the way along the Dao of Hongmeng. There was nothing in front of him, and the surroundings were silent. He was the only one walking forward, unable to see through the front, and could not see the end.

But he continued walking, and the truth contained in this path made him ecstatic.

He has no time to care about him at all.

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One hour, two hours, three hours...

An Bulang has been moving forward, learned a lot, and absorbed all the information contained in the Dao of Primordial Origin, including a lot of useless little knowledge, such as boiling water, it is best not to drink, it will burn your mouth, and for example, snails are hermaphroditic creatures, today Be happy to be a husband, change your mood tomorrow and be an old mother.

But An Bulang's intuition told him that it was also part of the truth.

He took it all.

"God hides every step, truth every step..."

"However, where does this road end?"

An Bulang kept walking, and his breath became more and more calm and heavy.

He didn't think too much, but kept moving forward.

Before I knew it, a month had passed.

He still hasn't come to an end.

The received information has even reached a massive level.

If it weren't for his physical body and spirit being transformed, a Haiyang's brain wouldn't be enough to hold this information.

Gradually, An Bulang mastered a number of special methods to turn information into some kind of truth, unify all streams, classify and summarize information, and understand directly to the source, thereby reducing the mental burden.

The Dao of Primordial Origin still cannot come to an end.

The back road was also cut off, isolated in endless mist.

All An Bulang can do is move forward.

This world is very empty, very cold, nothing.

There is only one road that does not exist, leading to an unknown end.

Time began to blur, and seemed to be stretching.

One step for one second, or one step for a year...

An Bulang's accumulation has reached an unbelievable level. On the one hand, he is extremely talented. The Tao of Lang can break through the confinement and freely absorb everything given by the Dao of Hongmeng. The comprehension of the truth has been raised to a higher level.

boom!

The avenue trembled.

An Bulang broke through!

He had previously entered the middle stage of the Mysterious Wonderland with his good fortune.

Now that he has comprehended part of the profound meaning of the truth, he has entered the late stage of the Mysterious Immortal Realm extremely smoothly!

It seems that his latest breakthrough is very fast, but the cornerstone built with truth is extremely strong.

However, all of this is actually just a fraction of the benefits that the truth brings to him, and the real benefits can only be fully manifested after entering the fairyland.

An Bulang's pupils are bright, his momentum is like a rainbow, keep going!

The truth he comprehended became deeper and deeper, but with the improvement of his comprehension, the invisible resistance in his progress became greater and greater.

Eventually, at a certain point, it stops.

He knew that the truth that the primordial way could teach was limited to this.

Or in other words, the truth he can comprehend is limited to this.

The road ahead seems to have been cut off.

Every time An Bulang took a step, it was extremely difficult.

In the end, he couldn't take a step forward.

There is no way ahead!

An Bulang looked at the mist in front of him and the nothingness under his feet, unable to take a step no matter what.

If it were any other Little Supreme, he would already be ecstatic at this moment.

After all, just gaining a sense of truth is enough to make them the successors of a top race in a realm.

But An Bulang was still not reconciled!

He felt he shouldn't stop there.

How could a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, an opportunity that countless emperors and supreme beings can't wait for, end just by gaining the realization of the truth? What about the secret of the Hongmeng universe? What about the secret above the truth?

An Bulang stopped on the cut-off road, looking at the endless mist ahead.

"Chaos, yin and yang, the five elements, the creation of all things, from creation to destruction and death, the cycle of reincarnation is endless..."

"The way you see, hear, understand, and feel..."

"The Dao of Primordial Origin has taught us everything."

"One law after another, one brand after another, seems to be everything it has experienced, and finally returns to the truth."

"But what is the end of truth? After truth, there is really nothing left?"

An Bulang felt the truth of the primordial way, and whispered to himself.

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