Taixu Immortal City, Linxu Hall.

In the silent hall, Lu Zhong sat cross-legged on the futon, looking as indifferent as ever.

Suddenly, silver light overflowed from his body.

Like a waterfall, it quietly vents onto the futon.

Then, a shocking scene appeared!

After the futon was enveloped, it began to slowly change. The thousand-year-old Ning Shen grass that was originally filled in it now turned into green grass stems like a dead tree blooming in spring.

"Is this going back in time?"

Lu Zhong didn't know when he opened his eyes and looked at his masterpiece under him, with a look of thinking in his eyes.

Then he waved his hand, and when the silver light completely dissipated, the stems of the Ningshen grass, which were originally as green as green, first turned yellow, and then quickly returned to their original state.

"Sure enough, quasi-laws have their limitations after all."

Lu Zhong suddenly understood.

Time reversal is similar to time acceleration. Due to the insufficient level of power, the effect cannot be solidified. Once the power that changes time is removed, it will immediately return to its original state.

Yes.

If you want to restore the Ningshen Futon to the state of the Ningshen Grass, you must at least have the power of an ascendant in the immortal world, that is, an existence like a fallen immortal.

However, Lu Zhong still gained a lot from this retreat.

Having mastered the third ability of the Law of Time, he can now be regarded as a late-stage fusion cultivator. Next, he only needs to increase his magic power to become a late-stage fusion monk.

"It would be great if there were still Nine Yuan Spirit Pills..."

At this moment, Lu Zhong missed the efficacy of this elixir very much.

"That's all, it's not impossible to use the Xiaolong Holy Pill."

Immediately, a ray of light flew out of his body, and it turned out to be a jasper medicine bottle.

There are three pills in the bottle. Lu Zhong used the time-accelerated simulation method to cultivate the Xiaolong Holy Pill day after day, and finally obtained it.

"Not to mention anything else, just because I can steadily obtain a bottle of Xiaolong Holy Pill every thousand years, which can improve my cultivation level, is enough to make other combined monks extremely envious, even jealous!"

With this thought in his mind, Lu Zhong took out a pill and swallowed it with his head raised.

The process of taking the elixir is similar to that of refining Qi.

Once you feel the potency of the medicine dissipating, you can work harder to absorb all the spiritual energy in the medicine.

One after another.

However, within three to five years, a bottle of Xiaolong Shengdan has reached its bottom.

Visible to the naked eye, his cultivation level improved a lot, but it was difficult for Lu Zhong to feel happy about it. However, after his level improved, the commonplace problem appeared again.

"Compared to the initial stage of integration, now that I take the same Xiaolong Holy Pill, the improvement is less than half?"

Lu Zhong now understands why all those Mahayana old monsters are tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of years old, as long as they are not from a large sect that has been passed down for generations and have no panacea accumulated over the years.

No wonder.

The current situation in the Linghuan world is that it is surprisingly easy to pass the longevity tribulation.

The eternal elixir is extremely difficult to find.

But despite this, there are not many monks who can practice to the Mahayana, let alone the one step beyond the tribulation stage. The difficulty of practice is evident from this, and it cannot be explained by limited resources and talents.

"That's all, why not go to the Linghuan Mountains!"

Lu Zhong did not forget the agreement he made with Guan Yuanzi.

Today, although his realm has not truly broken through to the late stage of integration, thanks to the lingering charm of the Taixu Secret Realm, he has successfully made a major breakthrough in the pseudo-laws of space and time.

"If nothing unexpected happens, it shouldn't be difficult for me to break the restriction at this time."

But everything is unpredictable.

Lu Zhong could actually see that the place where Fuliu Gulu was sealed was definitely not as simple as it seemed on the surface, and there might not be any hidden secrets behind it.

Who in the right mind would be okay with leaving such a rare treasure in plain sight?

It's obvious that it's a trap.

It doesn't matter if you jump into the trap, after all, you are willing to fight and you are willing to suffer, but it would be better if you can figure out the secret behind it and what will happen after breaking the restriction.

Thinking of this, Lu Zhong quickly came up with an idea.

That is to contact Lian.

This person serves as the recorder of the palm.

There is no reason not to know what happened in the past.

However, even if he is the holder of the Heavenly Sword Sword, if he wants the other party to tell the relevant information, it is probably not easy, and he is afraid that he will have to pay a certain price.

This is also the reason why Lu Zhong has not contacted the other party.

If you just ask about trivial matters, even if you ask about the whereabouts of the ten thousand year elixir, you will get far less than what you get by looking for such a being who is outside the world of spirit.

not worth it!

Thinking of this, Lu Zhong took out Lian's life source and paperweight.

Not long after, a figure appeared in front of him. He was still as tall as before, but his temperament was a little less decadent, and he even had a simple make-up.

At first glance, she looks like a mature and beautiful woman.

"Sir, do you have anything to do with me?"

Lian's tone of voice revealed simplicity and casualness.

This also made Lu Zhong certain that although there was a relationship of superiority and inferiority between the other party and the Immortal Patroller, they were definitely not superiors and subordinates. If he wanted to ask something from the scribe, he would have to pay a lot.

Therefore, his organizational words express the purpose of calling.

"That incident...Lian does have some impressions. Although it happened before I came to this world, fortunately there were historical records at that time, so the whole process was completely recorded."

When Lian said this, he shifted his gaze to Lu Zhong.

"If you, sir, want to know, Lian is naturally willing to tell you, but... please allow me to make a capricious request, as long as you give Lian a flower from the other side."

"Is the ordinary one okay? Or..."

Lu Zhong did not expect that the other party would make such a request.

"Hehe!" Lian Hu covered his mouth and said with a smile: "My lord, it seems that you don't know what giving flowers like this means. As an angel who patrols the sky, it is up to you, Xiang Lian, who was born in the Styx.

Given a flower from the other side with his own hands, Lian can use it as a pardon and get rid of his status as a scribe when he wants!"

"You are honest!"

Lu Zhong praised the other party, and then suddenly thought of something, and couldn't help but ask Lian: "It doesn't matter if I give you the Flower of the Other Shore, yearning for freedom is the instinct of all living things in the world, and this is understandable. But if... there is no such thing as Linghuan Realm"

If I am in charge of the scribes and the history books of those years, won’t something big happen because of this?”

"The history book of time, as a vital part of the world's operation, can automatically record everything and is not influenced by external will. After all, this is the content set by the law of heaven when it was first created!"

Lian seemed to know that Lu Zhong was unaware of this, so he mentioned it specifically.

"I see!"

After learning this truth, Lu Zhong couldn't calm down.

It was also because he suppressed the curiosity in his heart that he didn't blurt out a question, what is the relationship between the laws of heaven and the laws of hell?

As the saying goes, the more you know, the more trouble you may get into.

Lu Zhong is somewhat self-aware about this. He doesn't want to anger Tiandaozi who blocks information about the immortal world because he knows too much, thereby causing his own disaster.

"However, I really want to ask why this is an era of decadence!"

When Lu Zhongmo thought of this, he wiped away the distracting thoughts in his heart.

Back to topic.

In order to prevent possible accidents, he decided to ask a few more questions: "Since the history books can run on their own, why do we need to set up the position of scribe?"

"Naturally, it is to prevent errors from being unable to be corrected in time."

"What is a mistake?" Lu Zhong asked.

When Lian heard this, he glanced at Lu Zhong meaningfully and said: "It refers to the factors that affect the operation of the laws of heaven. Due to the restrictions that you also know, sir, please forgive Lian for not being able to tell the specific content. However,

...I think with your intelligence, Sir, you should be able to guess what it is."

'I hate the Riddler!'

Lu Zhong cursed in his heart and quickly understood what the other party was implying.

It is nothing more than that, although the entire heavenly system is independent and has a complete structure from the mortal world to the immortal world, it is not the only system. The existence of evils such as heretics is the best proof of this speculation.

But judging from the current situation, it seems that the scribe has not been able to make a difference.

"No wonder...Ye Pan Salt Society calls the present an era of decadence! The most glorious era has passed, and even the insurance once set up cannot operate normally. It is not inappropriate to call it decadence."
To be continued...