Suddenly, at a special location, he suddenly shuddered!

At this position, he saw the real cross-section. Due to the limited perspective, the ins and outs of the golden silk threads were hidden behind him. He saw that there were all golden light spots.

The golden light spots flashed faintly, the background was endless void, and the whole scene was like the starry sky you saw on midsummer night.

The next moment, a moment of dizziness and when he recovered from waking up, he returned to the Buddhist temple.

Xiao Shao helped him and stabilized his body: "Did you see it?"

Lin Shu: "See it."

Then, he slowed down from his dizziness and took a few breaths: "A river, many lines are flowing...but I don't know what it means."

Xiao Shao: "I didn't understand it either."

Lin Shu was relieved.

Brother Shao didn't even figure it out, so it wouldn't be embarrassing that he couldn't figure it out.

Xiao Shao turned the Buddha statue, faced the Buddha's side, and said, "Try again?"

Lin Shu nodded.

The Buddha statue is very big, so the hands are also very big, and they can put their palms on it at the same time.

After the same dizziness, what was revealed in front of them was a starry sky.

But Lin Shu is already an experienced person. He floated to the side, and the scene immediately changed, and then turned into a river composed of tangled and tangled golden silk threads.

At the same time, another golden spot of light floated in front of his eyes.

There are only lines in this world, no points, so Lin Shu estimated that this is Xiao Shao.

And my current form should also be a light spot.

He saw the light spot drawing a circle towards him.

So he also flew a circle.

The spot of light flew to him affectionately.

Together they flew along the direction of the river.

fly.

Flying non-stop.

In the space just now, there were fewer and fewer silk threads and the river became narrower and narrower. But now, they were flying forward. Some of the threads were broken in the entangled golden threads, but new threads were constantly growing. The rivers were getting wider and wider at a slow speed, and the way lines were entangled was becoming more and more complicated.

The whole world is filled with golden rivers that cannot be seen at the edge.

The entire river seems to have never ended forever.

Xiao Shao stopped.

Lin Shu also stopped.

Xiao Shao seemed to have given up the idea of ​​continuing to move forward and began to circle around him.

Lin Shu also circled around Xiao Shao.

As he circled around, he found that the light spot representing Xiao Shao was dragging a faint golden track.

He looked back and found that he also left a trace in the void because of his flight.

The two traces entangled with each other and then disappeared quickly.

He suddenly stopped and a thunder broke out in his mind!

My mind was buzzing, as if I had seen a shocking secret.

If he has a physical body, he will tremble slightly at this time.

He remembered a sentence.

Jog into a line.

Jog into a line!

This is not modern physics, this is mathematics.

He looked at the golden lines.

People, independent people, are a golden spot of light in this space.

When this light spot moves slowly and moves forward, it is a line.

When two light spots meet, attract or repel each other, their lines entangle each other and no longer parallel.

And many, many, countless dots of light move together and become a golden river.

If, if, each spot of light is a person, or an animal, or a grass, or a tree.

All the light points together are the projection of the entire world and the void.

Time flows forward, light spots continue to move forward, and the river of light flows continuously.

The name of the Buddha statue, the past Buddha, the present Buddha, and the future Buddha, is related to time.

Then every cross section of the river, the starry sky composed of vast light spots, is the appearance of this world at a specific point in time.

For example, when they came here, the cross section in front of them symbolizes the present.

The river of light flows from the past and flows to the future. All the silk threads entangle and move forward are the changes of the world they live in with time.

Then this river of light is... a river of time.

The author has something to say: Maybe it's a bit abstract?

It's probably similar to four-dimensional space.

A point moves on a plane and it can only see itself as a point.

But looking down from a higher dimension, it draws a line.

People are similar in time.

I am materialistic and cultivating immortals, a sculpting, but hard core!

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