Tang Feng, Mr. Long, and the others entered cultivation mode, and their matters came to an end.
Tang Xiaobai took over the rest.
Why couldn't Tang Feng and the others move forward? The reason was simple. Their abilities were still too low. Even if they understood, they wouldn't be able to touch it. Therefore, they imparted their 'experience' and 'knowledge' to Tang Xiaobai and let Tang Xiaobai continue to explore this path. At first glance, Tang Feng and the others didn't impart any skills, but knowledge was also a kind of power.
"The first origin, the old days that can't fade away. The second origin, the reality that can be modified. If there is a third origin, is it related to the future? "
During this period of time.
Tang Xiaobai thought about the origin the most.
To be more precise, the origin of the zero world.
However, Tang Xiaobai didn't know how many kinds of 'origin' there were. If Tang Feng and the others hadn't investigated and comprehended it, Tang Xiaobai wouldn't have known this knowledge. Therefore, this was something that was new to her. She didn't doubt this existence because she had that ability, but she didn't know the meaning before.
Old days? Reality?
In theory, the third origin must be related to the 'future'.
Then.
"There is no future …" Tang Xiaobai understood this deeply. Even if there was history and the present, there was no future. Every mage and every power holder knew that there was no such concept as time. The so-called time was just a simple calculation. Ordinary people thought that there was yesterday and tomorrow, youth and old. In fact, when you could control yourself, you could grow in reverse, and the older you were, the younger you became.
It could even be said that you stopped 'growing' and maintained a certain appearance forever.
From birth to death was not a timeline.
For Gods, sorry, life and death were just states that they could modify at any time. In other words, Gods could change 'dead things' into living things, and 'living things' into dead things. In the endless void, the definition of life and death of the void and nothingness were opposite. One defined matter as life, and the other defined energy as life.
The same principle.
Being young and old was actually the same.
For ordinary people, youth and old were different. The young were often stronger. However, mages would only think that this was a difference in the state of the body, or it could be that old people were stronger. Even from a scientific point of view, the so-called 'old and young' were just different arrangements of biological cells. Looking at it even smaller, molecules and atoms, there was no such thing as old or young. It was just that the arrangement was different.
In a world of advanced technology, even mortals could change their 'old' and 'young' states, not to mention those with powers like mages.
Those who understood the Void and Nothingness would know that both physical life and magical energy existed like a 'circle'. You can think of the top as the beginning, and then the end of the circle as the end. However, others could also think that the rightmost point was the beginning, and the end of the painting was the end. It could even be said that there was no fixed place to start, and any point could be the beginning. It wasn't over either. It didn't matter if you drew one circle or ten circles. There was no end.
Ordinary people could only draw one circle, or even half a circle.
But.
A sorcerer could draw a hundred circles, a hundred million circles, a hundred million circles … Thus, there was no end to sorcerers.
Since this' circle 'couldn't be completed, what was the point of talking about yesterday and the future? On this circle, can you find which point is' yesterday 'and which point is' future '? No, he couldn't. Perhaps an ordinary person could find it, but in the eyes of a mage, there was no such thing as yesterday or the future. It was always the present.
Another point.
What Tang Xiaobai could do and realize … As long as there was a 'reality that could be modified', it was impossible to have a future.
If tomorrow was based on today's existence, then today could be modified at will. How could there be a tomorrow?
At this moment.
Tang Xiaobai also knew one thing: to understand the third origin, the first two had to be completely mastered before there was a possibility of extension.
Think about it deeply.
The old days that couldn't die.
The first type of origin that Tang Feng understood was actually not a type of 'yesterday', but a type of trace. In a sense, it is a kind of record materialization. The closest example: words. Or rather, music, pictures, arts and crafts. Tang Feng meant that these things wouldn't disappear. They were all preserved by some kind of record. Even if you destroyed a language, it still existed in some outer space. It was just that you didn't know it.
Tang Xiaobai also understood a more direct way of saying it. Tang Feng also implied … the Seven Legacies of the Previous Era!
This old days that couldn't die.
The most direct evidence was the Seven Legacies of the Previous Era.
They had indeed disappeared, and they had indeed returned. It didn't matter how they returned. What was important was that they had once existed and disappeared, but they had reappeared. Like words and music, they had disappeared at some point, but they had always been recorded. Therefore, they were the old days that couldn't die.
What was the example of a reality that could be modified?
The Wall of Doors.
Every powerhouse who broke through the dimensional wall would encounter one thing when they worked hard to advance: They saw a door.
If they had the ability to improve, they would directly 'touch' this door at some point. At that time, they had two choices: One, stay and succeed. Two, continue to move forward, continue to advance towards the unknown path. Let's not talk about which choice was more for the time being. The second type of person would often leave a 'door' behind.
At this time, a 'reality that could be modified' was produced.
Because …
This' door 'would produce a special outer space. This outer space was in a embryonic state, but it had a basic development line. Needless to say, this development line was almost exactly the same as the owner who left it behind. Perhaps there would be some changes in the process of growth. However, there were countless dimensions inside this outer space, and each dimension had countless small voids. No matter how many changes there were, there would always be a development line that happened to be the same as the powerhouse who left the door behind.
Not to mention external interference, other twisted curves similar to the 'main line' were actually 'modified' realities.
To put it simply, it was like copying a book or copying a painting.
The book had the original copy.
The painting had the original copy.
No matter how similar the copied and copied things were, they weren't the original copy. They were 'modified' realities. The Wall of Doors had the largest number of 'copied' and 'copied' works. Similarly, if you didn't care about the original copy, those newly grown copies could also be 'new things'. In the perception of ordinary people, a copy was called a copy, but a copy car wasn't called a copy car, but another car.
Therefore, whether it was a copy or a new product depended on your personal opinion.
The biggest experiment of a reality that could be modified was the Wall of Doors. At this point, he had already understood the first and second sources, and he also had examples to prove it. However, there was still no clue as to what the third origin was.
Tang Feng and the others felt that they weren't capable enough and needed to increase their strength to continue exploring.
Put it another way.
They felt that Tang Xiaobai could do it. What was the reason for this' feeling '?
"Are you Tang Shidao?" Tang Xiaobai found someone and hoped that he could solve his doubts.
"No, I'm just a projection."
"Why can't you be Tang Shidao?" Tang Xiaobai asked again.
"Because I believe I'm not."
"Why do you believe?"
"Because I asked myself the same question before, and in the end, I found the answer," said 'Tang Shidao', who thought he was a projection.
"Tell me your method."
"Nothing, I just did a very simple experiment."
"Say, I have time."
"I spent some time cultivating two of the most ordinary spells: the Fireball Spell. I didn't change them directly. Although I have the ability to do so, I didn't. I cultivated them slowly and separately. "
"Well, the process doesn't matter."
"You also know that when a spell is upgraded to a certain level, it may be activated. In terms of experimental conditions, I deliberately let them have the exact same foundation and have the exact same cultivation process, just like mirror images. No one was first, and no one was second. No one was master, and no one was second. When they were activated, I thought of another way to let them meet. "
"…"
"There's another point about this experiment, that is, they don't know my existence at all, and they don't know that this is just an experiment. When they met, something interesting happened. There are many things in between. I don't need to say much, you can definitely guess. Meeting, getting to know each other, fighting each other, and even killing and resurrecting each other, all kinds of situations have happened, but the final point is that they don't know how to define each other's existence. "
"Then what did you comprehend?" Tang Xiaobai could also imagine that scene. Two 'Fireball Spells' meeting, which one was the real one?
"My comprehension: there's nothing in the world, fools think too much."
"…"
"Normally, there's no real one, and there's no real one. True and false, positive and negative, these are just people's units of self-definition. The two Fireball Spells intersected for a long time, and also fought for a long time. Originally, they would continue this dispute without stopping. After that, I only did one thing, and they stopped. "
"You cultivated a third Fireball Spell?"
"You're very smart. Yes, I cultivated a third, a fourth … about a few hundred Fireball Spell spirits, they all had the exact same growth and experience. Then, they met under my arrangement and came together. At that moment, all of them understood one thing: they were just the product of an experiment. "
"Do they hate you?"
"What do you think? When I ask this question, I seem to hear someone ask me 'Do you hate Tang Shidao?' If you really want to know the answer, I can also say: there's nothing in the world … "
"Fools think too much."
"Yes. You must know Tang Feng and his group. Tang Feng is different from Mr Long. Mr Long is better at cultivation, but not good at thinking. Tang Feng's cultivation is not as good as Mr Long's, but he's good at thinking. He already knows: it doesn't matter what you are, what matters is what you can do. Now, I admit that I'm Tang Shidao's projection. Think about it, Tang Xiaobai, if I'm stronger than Tang Shidao, what will happen? "
"You're the God that Tang Shidao created."
"Haha …" The projection of "Tang Shidao" didn't need to answer, because Tang Xiaobai already understood.
It doesn't matter what you are.
What you can do is important.
The two Fireball Spells met, the two words met, the two songs met, the two swords met, it didn't matter if they were identical or not, it didn't matter if they were the original or the fake. In the end, the winner would be recognized by everyone.
The real one.
The fake one.
The one who could do more was the one who was more important.
"So, the door isn't important, but the door isn't?" Tang Xiaobai understood.
"Guess."
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