The American Scripture

Regardless of Buddhism or Taoism, the realm of Nasumi as a mustard seed is to transform all things into things of arbitrary size, regardless of their size, and have a space for themselves. This space is invisible and intangible. It belongs to people's ideas, but it can hide the tasks and materials in reality.

I don't know why, Zhen Fan feels like he is entering another space. This space not only allows him to escape into it, but also allows all things in the world to be included. It also hides this kind of spiritual realm of tolerance. This feeling made Zhen Fan also feel that his understanding of Taoism is infinitely enlarged.

Melissa woke up in the morning, the fire in the fire pond was still hot, indicating that the fire was not extinguished after she fell asleep. She stood up and the clothes she was wearing fell off. She picked it up and saw that it was Zhen Fan’s. Feeling warm, and then looked around, did not see Zhen Fan, he must have gone out early in the morning.

She also decided to take a look, and there was a winding path behind the house, just like a path that had existed for a long time, but new traces were stepped on, so she felt that Zhen Fan should have gone to the mountain, so She also went up, not too far from the top of the mountain. About half an hour later, she saw the top of the mountain, and there was a person on the top.

It was Zhen Fan. He stood there facing the same, shining golden light all over his body, facing the morning breeze of hunting, Melissa suddenly had an urge to worship, what kind of person is this, like a **** The same standing there, this kind of sacred feeling filled Melissa's chest, which had nothing to do with men and women. It is a kind of worship to the power of the Holy Spirit and unknown power, and it is a kind of worship to God.

Zhen Fan's consciousness continued to expand, when Melissa got up in the hut. He knew it, so he knew Melissa was looking at him not far away, but he didn't move and was still immersed in the wonderful realm after the breakthrough. This feeling was very addictive.

All the hallucinations yesterday were just a test of oneself, without a master, without robbery, nothing appeared. It was a fierce collision of strong wills that resulted from the creation of my own space, just like the chaos of the universe, suddenly broken open by wind, rain, and lightning.

"Melissa--" Zhen Fan looked at Melissa. He waved at her and motioned to let her come.

Melissa walked over, looked at Zhen Fan, and said in a very emotional tone: "I don't know why I feel like seeing God when I see you. Were you there last night?"

"I was here last night. Suddenly I had a new experience. Want to know what it is?"

"Is it Taoist? Very interested!" Melissa shrugged and looked at Zhen Fan with a feeling of expectation in her eyes. Yes, is there anything magical about Zhen Fan? Before she got back to her senses, she suddenly felt that the sky and the earth were dark, and then the sky brightened again, and the environment she was in was already different.

Nothing can be seen here. I just feel that my surroundings are empty and there is no sky. Without clouds, I didn't even step on the land, but I really wanted the sense of stepping on the land.

"Zhen—Are you here? Where is this place?" Melissa was unsure, but she didn't panic, because she knew that this was Zhen's method and he would never be against herself. Wherever there is an inexplicable sense of trust, this feeling is now becoming stronger and stronger.

But no one answered her, and there was not even a reply. She looked around and tried to move forward. If there was no sense of direction, she walked directly in front of her. She didn’t know how far she had gone, so she continued to move forward. I don’t know how far I have traveled, or if I have moved the distance. Anyway, the place is the same. Without a reference, she doesn’t even feel that she has moved, only her feet are constantly alternating as if she is moving. It's the same as walking.

"God, what is this place—" she couldn't help but say.

"This is the space in my mind. Taoists call it the mustard space. In other words, this space is the size of mustard seeds, but it can accommodate very large things, such as people like you!" A voice suddenly came from the space. It reached Melissa's ears and started to startle her, but when she heard Zhen Fan's voice, she felt relieved.

"It's amazing, it's amazing, how big is this space? How much can it fit? Why do I feel like I can walk around and go as long as I want? Surely I can fit more things, right? How about a truck?" Meili Sha even started a joke, she no longer felt surprised, after hearing Zhen Fan's voice.

"Of course, if I can, I might install more things, would you like to try it?" Zhen Fan's voice came over, "I can let you experience it!"

"Very happy, I feel that it's too monotonous, there is nothing, except for me, God, if I didn't know this is your space, I think I would go crazy again in such a monotonous environment!" Meili As Sha said, she exaggerated the expression and sat down cross-legged.

"Okay, you will see it!" Zhen Fan laughed. He had already walked to the front of the cabin, and then with a gesture, the cabin in front of him suddenly disappeared, and he had been put in by his mustard space.

"Ah—" Melissa exclaimed, and then she heard her pleasant laughter, "Zhen——God, Zhen, how did you do it? God, are you a God? Oh, I just want it. Crazy, I was wondering...Is it going to stay by your side and be your secretary for the rest of my life, my God, what happened to me?"

In the space, Melissa was surprised to cover her mouth. In front of her, Zhen Fan’s cabin was surrounded by flowers. When she walked in, the ashes in the fire pond were still hot. It seemed that she was really herself The room where I slept. God, how did he do it? Is he God? Are you giving a secretary to God?

It's just that there is still no chaos around the house, and it is gray and can't be seen clearly. When she was about to speak to Zhen Fan, her eyes suddenly brightened again, and she was still standing inside that room, but the outside scenery changed again, with white clouds and golden sunlight. There are mountains in the distance.

"How do you feel when you came out? That is the mustard space!" Zhen Fan looked at Melissa and smiled, "Actually... the mustard space is not fun, because... there is nothing to be with you, no distance, no time Wait, all things in this real world cannot exist."

"I know, it's like an oversized warehouse." Melissa smiled, she was still looking around to make sure she had indeed returned to the real world.

"Uh...Yes, that's right!" Zhen Fan didn't expect Melissa to use such a metaphor. She was taken aback, and then laughed, "Yes, it's like a large warehouse. It’s just that this warehouse will become bigger and bigger as your abilities get bigger, and it will even fit a mountain or even a sea, but... this space should have another characteristic, that is, if you put food in it If it is, it can be kept fresh. I have already figured out how I should save my wine!"

"Aha--I knew it!" Melissa couldn't help but laughed, then looked at Zhen Fan, and said sincerely, "Boss, I suddenly thought of it..."

"Be a secretary for me for the rest of my life?" Zhen Fan couldn't help but laughed, "I can hear it clearly inside."

"Yes, yes, that's how I think, I can be your secretary for a lifetime, maybe I will become very old, maybe my memory will decline, and my speech may not be clear, but...that's how I think. , God, forgive my selfishness. Actually... I just want to try to be a secretary to God, and only I have this opportunity in the world, so... I don't want to let it go!" Melissa stammered, still With gestures, I hope Zhen Fan can understand!

"I know, as long as... you still work like this, why can't you?" Zhen Fan smiled, "Even if you are an old lady, you can still make coffee for me, right?"

"Yes, that's what I meant!" Melissa smiled happily, and said, "I want to ask a very personal question, that is... how long can you live? Is it a long-term existence like God? Life expectancy like ordinary people, or live longer than ordinary people by dozens or hundreds of years?"

"I don't know, but... Judging from my current cultivation base, I can live for so long at least!" Zhen Fan said, suddenly raised five fingers, shaking in front of Melissa a few times .

Melissa suddenly widened her eyes, then she covered her chest, took a few breaths, and then said with envy and jealousy: "Five hundred years, how long is this age? God, better than America History is much longer!"

"Yes, it is longer than the history of the United States. I don't know if this number is not accurate, because my cultivation base is still breaking through~www.wuxiaspot.com~ may be even longer than this, maybe I will simply Will not die." Zhen Fan said here, and suddenly said something bleakly, "I can have such a long life, but my relatives may not have it. They may also live a long time, but they must not be as long as mine. , Because they don’t have the Dao heart like me, alas..."

Melissa was taken aback for a moment, and then she remembered this question. She suddenly felt that living too long is not necessarily a very happy thing. Yes, if there are no more relatives left in the world. , What's the point of you living so long?

"But... can't you make new friends again? It's like Wolverine, Magneto, etc., those superpowers, none of them have lived for a long time, but... they didn't feel lonely , They are still alive and well, you can be like them..."

"That's a movie!" Zhen Fan smiled, "I haven't experienced it personally, who knows what will happen? Let's talk about it then, I may find some way!" Zhen Fan shook his head, and then looked at Melissa "Let’s go back!"

"Well, I hope you can find a better way, I can't help you with this! But... can you make me live longer? I can serve you longer!" Melissa opened It was a joke, but there was still some expectation between the words. (To be continued...) u