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Yes, I can't miss it anymore, listen to my brother. "

Looking at her brother's resolute eyes, Lan Yue'er opened her mouth and finally sighed, her tense body also

Relax slowly.

At the same time, in the next room, Jiang Yuan also had a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Under his writing, paragraphs and paragraphs of complex characters continue to emerge.

The characters are combined with each other to form the level of the origin formula. Like a chain of gears, each thread is meshed in-

to create a new meaning.

In Jiang Yuan's eyes, the third stage of the Classic of Everything, the chapter of benevolence.

It is not a line of words, but a beating life, with their own independent life, they are like new born.

Like children, they were born in this new world.

Full of curiosity, observing the world.

And with observation and thinking, every line and column of words are growing, and as they grow, they gradually produce a trace of spirituality

Become mysterious.

Jiang Yuan wrote recklessly, and the words opened and closed.

In the world of words, he is the ruler, the supreme emperor, who rules over everything, the creator of the world, who creates (cifd) the world, births

Live life, be high above, look down on everything.

His heart, full of kindness, is the kindness of the emperor.

Looking at his subjects and people, understanding the ups and downs of their lives, and comprehending the vicissitudes of the world.

Ten thousand years, the long river of life.

This is the third stage of the Sutra of Everything _._

Before he knew it, all the cells in Jiang Yuan's body began to vibrate. Instead of being scattered and swimming around,

Ordered start sorting.

Cells are like an army, row by row, layer by layer, forming an orderly one. Just a team,

In the blood vessels, in the body, any corners move.

Instead of fighting alone, the efficiency is higher, the speed is faster, and the collective work is more orderly and orderly.

Without being aware of it, the dark matter invisible to the naked eye is pulled over by the cells, distributed evenly, and the first batch of phagocytosis

After that, it immediately retreated, and the second batch of cells came forward in an orderly manner and continued to phagocytose.

In this way, all cells progress and grow together, bridging the small gaps between them.

All of a sudden, Jiang Yuan felt that his brain suddenly became clearer, and the speed of operation was faster, as if the ancient sayings

In the discussion, the six veins of Ren and Du are all penetrated.

Soon, he put down the pen and waved it casually. The golden words on the paper were densely packed, and all of them shook.

As if they were given life, they swayed and climbed up one by one.

Just like the word big, the two toes of the text are stepping on the paper, twisting with each step, the childlike innocence is still alive, cheerful, and the left

Bian Heng, grabbing Jiang Yuan's thumb, with a vigorous posture, jumped up and turned a somersault in the air.

It landed firmly in Jiang Yuan's palm, and even took a pose, kneeling on one knee, and Xiao Jiu touched the top of his head.

For a moment, a smile appeared on the corner of Jiang Yuan's mouth.

Soon, the big word slowly fell into Jiang Yuan's palm, turning into a golden light, all the way up, rushing to

Between the eyebrows, the third stage of condensing all things.

Immediately afterwards, each text has its own characteristics, with a daughter's attitude, shy, shy, and light footsteps.

When he came to Jiang Yuan's palm, he bowed slightly to salute, very cautious.

There are also words that are careless, the local ruffian is helpless, and he comes to Jiang Yuan's palm very proudly, nods slightly, and falls into the palm of his hand.

disappear.

There are more words, exuding the breath of aristocrats, followed by a group of words, nodding and bowing, like a prince traveling

The servant, the former Pu, followed, and surrounded him.

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There are even texts, exuding the demeanor of a general, leading the army to fight, governing the army, strict military discipline, and a row of texts behind

The characters are neat and uniform, and the army is advancing the same.

Countless words, countless creatures on the strap, reflect all living beings.

They drilled into the body at once, poured into the eyebrows, and in the eyebrows, one by one turned into golden airflow, intertwined with each other,

Gradually condensed into a golden ancient book.