Wang Xuan believed that the light of the soul that shone through the fate soil not only allowed him to know a lot of things, but also integrated his thoughts and feelings, allowing them to share what they had.
Not long after, he sensed that his soul was really moving, trying to rush to the "outside world", enter the heart, and return to his physical body.
"Well, he has taken action, and there is a chance he will succeed!" He was delighted, and his soul was very decisive. With extraordinary power and red clouds, he broke through the red plane world and tried to rush out.
His soul continued to rush upwards, but suffered tremendous pressure and came to the end of the red plane, where it encountered certain restrictions and obstructions.
Most importantly, he had a creepy feeling. If he really left the red material plane, he might suffer all kinds of terrible shocks.
Outside, the white light, golden stars, and peaceful purple clouds all looked brilliant and sacred, but also very lethal.
He had just begun to adapt to the red substance. If he rushed out rashly and was drowned by the colorful light, he would most likely die miserably and his soul would turn into ashes.
"It's a good idea, but no extraordinary path can be achieved overnight. It's good to see hope now."
He stayed in the red world cautiously and did not get out of it. The sky was full of red clouds, like a fire cloud, dyeing the entire sky red.
Wang Xuan's soul was looking out from here, his spiritual eyes scanning everywhere. In the dim light, he saw one source of power after another, more than he had imagined.
His spiritual third eye was enhanced, transforming into strands of runes, penetrating the essence of all things and pursuing the truth. In a trance, he saw that not only the important organs of the human body, but every inch of flesh and blood corresponded to a different source of power.
It can even be divided further into smaller parts!
"Every living being has infinite potential, but not everyone can see it and develop it. If you draw out the power of any source and cannot adapt to it, you will be burned to death in an instant and turned into ashes."
In fact, from ancient times to the present, the human potential developed by practitioners is still only superficial, and has not tapped into the deeper sources.
Wang Xuan believes that the real source discovered now, although it is said to be sought within, is actually no longer inside the human body, but is only a special dimension communicated through flesh and blood.
"Perhaps, these sources of power are not connected to one special supernatural source world after another as I imagined, but point to the microscopic field?"
He thought that his exploration could only verify step by step and carefully guess various truths.
"The gods want immortality, the immortals want eternal life, and live in the microscopic realm?"
In this case, the paradise of gods and the pure land of immortals should not be built on the big curtain, but should be replaced by the source worlds that we see before our eyes?
"The human body has endless potential, but we should not just stay on the surface, we should dig deeper into the real source and enter those special extraordinary dimensions that are difficult to define now."
He thought, maybe he is one of the few people who have been exposed to this field?
He guessed that there were probably a few people who had passed through the Land of Life like him, but it was hard to say how many people had actually been close to the source of the destructive power.
First of all, if you want to come here, you must be able to penetrate the fate soil very early and rush into the meteorite channel.
As for those who are at a higher level, it is too late. The earth of their destiny is too thick, which has already blocked their way forward.
In addition, special interior locations are required.
The predecessors have done experiments. The souls of peerless masters entered the rear of their disciples' life lands, but they found nothing. There was no meteorite passage, and no sea of mist and clouds.
Moreover, Wang Xuan broke into the 14th stage of the realm, and even when he rushed out of the sea of mist and haze, he was already at the 15th stage. Only when he reached this realm did he successfully find the true source.
Who has ever stepped into the fifteen realms while in the world? At present, he only knows that he has done it.
In the human world, only those who are comparable to earthly immortals can barely resist the erosion of the red substance. Without this ability, it is useless to find the source and one is doomed to die miserably.
He thought of some reports that in real life, some people spontaneously combusted for no apparent reason and the flames could not be put out, and they were burned to death in an instant. Was it because of the unintentional overflow of power from some source?
"As my strength increases, I will eventually adapt to the red substance and transform it into my extraordinary power. Then, when the so-called cold winter night comes, I will not perish and can continue on my way."
However, this takes time. His physical body in this world is still "adapting to the situation" and is decaying together with the extraordinary beings who have gone into eternal silence in this great era.
Soon after, his soul went away and became invisible, and his spiritual thoughts returned to reality. The sun was shining on the mountain peaks, flowing with a hazy golden glow, and he was shining with the glow.
Wang Xuan sat quietly for a while before getting up. At the same time, Jiang Yun called and asked him to go home, and told him to behave well and find a partner as soon as possible.
He was a little dazed, because he was immersed in the extraordinary dimension, studying the realm of gods and exploring the real place where the immortals should go.
As a result, now that he was drawn into the secular world by a phone call, he discovered that his parents often broke his "heart of Taoism" without warning.
"You did it on purpose? You're afraid I'll turn into a non-human creature."
However, he did not hold any resentment, but was sober instead. At least he gained a lot after returning home this time. He communicated with his soul and saw the world where power came from.
Even though his physical body was not that of an earthly immortal, it was not far off, so his return journey was quick. He took a step and landed halfway up the mountain. With another flash of his body, he arrived on the flat ground.
In a moment, he returned home.
"Uncle Zhao, I haven't seen you for many years. You look better and better. You don't even have a single gray hair. Is my aunt comfortable letting you come out alone?"
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