In that vast and vast world composed of the trajectories of countless worlds and the cause and effect of countless worlds, in a world that seems to have not changed at all for thousands of years, the blue-shirted scribe sat cross-legged, and suddenly, his eyes closed slightly
His eyes suddenly opened, and he actually saw countless ripples reappearing in front of him.
No, it's no longer a ripple.
It almost exploded!
The ripples layer by layer converged into one, and then converged into one, almost turning into a wave that covered the sky and the sun.
Magnificent and domineering.
The face of the green-robed scribe suddenly changed. In the past thousand years, he had been sitting here cross-legged, motionless. But at this moment, when he saw such a magnificent change, he stood up suddenly, his pupils shrank, and he did not dare to
Xinxin said: "This, this is...!"
"What on earth happened?!"
"Why does the world reflected by cause and effect show so many changes?!"
The scribe in blue stretched out his hand and activated his power, wanting to see clearly what happened.
But at this moment, after all, He is restricted to this strange realm that is purely composed of countless causes and effects. There are so many causes and effects, and a thousand-year dream has been accumulated, running through the past, future and present. He is deducing here, and the interference he has received
So many, it's almost unimaginable.
Even if Zhuge Wuhou and Qi join forces at the same time, they can't make the slightest difference.
But the green-shirted scribe finally saw a slight difference.
Pictures appeared in front of my eyes.
Among them, you can vaguely see a building filled with a sense of technology and mystery. There are four large characters written in Qin seal on it. The scribe in green shirt looked around to identify it, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly: [Xianyang East Station]??
Is this the station of the future?
What car?
This seems to be the human world in the next thousand years, or tens of thousands of years, but this, what is this?
Cars were used in the human world at that time?
But it was accompanied by the sound of the station arriving at the destination.
There was no mechanical vehicle made of steel, but instead a series of magical auras crisscrossed each other. They actually gathered here and turned into an extremely mysterious yet vast teleportation array. The aftermath of the aura surged in all directions.
He moved and entered the corridor, making a sound like the breath of a dragon after lowering its gaze.
"Teleportation Formation?!"
The huge teleportation array opened, and then several boys and girls walked out of it. Among them were aliens with vertical pupils between their eyebrows, and girls with strange hair and eye colors. There was even a girl with long light blue curly hair.
, the young man stretched out two dragon horns, his eyes were light purple, and there was a hint of thunder in his breath, which attracted everyone's attention.
"Osawa bloodline..." "It's Ryuko."
Everyone was talking in low voices, but there was not much surprise or other feelings in the tone. It seemed that this person was just a relatively rare ethnic group, but generally speaking, there was nothing
The largest number of them are young black-haired people wearing smart clothes and having a heroic temperament.
Some are holding swords, some are holding guns, and some are machines or firearms.
The sound of discussion was conveyed, and after the scribe in Qingyi identified it, it was the language and characters of Yanhuang.
But it seems to be mixed with accents from other realms:
"Is this the land of Yanhuang?"
"Since my ancestor Xuan left this place and went to the thirty-seventh world of A, this is the first time I have come back to worship my ancestors."
"Back then, the First Emperor pacified the world and compiled the Dao, Dharma and Martial Arts of the world into the Dao Jing and the Martial Arts, which were widely spread throughout the world. However, after all, some people compiled their own unique knowledge based on these two canons, and divided the world into heaven and earth based on ancient books.
There are four levels of black and yellow, and it is impossible for ordinary people to get higher than the [earth] level."
"But at the core of this human world, there is a secret that is superior to the heavens."
"Almost all the secret techniques of swordsmanship in the world were achieved by observing this sword mark...
"Even the senior Chunyang Sword Immortal Lu Dongbin is the inheritor of this swordsmanship."
Along with their conversation, these teenagers set foot on this land with great interest.
Walking through the bluestone steps step by step, there is a sword monument in front of it. It is simple and vast, with sword energy rising into the sky from it.
There are dozens of miles of roads ahead, stretching on both sides of the road.
It's just an ordinary inscription commemorating something like flowers, but at this moment, both sides are actually filled with sharp swords inserted upside down, with traces of hundreds of battles remaining on them, and there is a faint hint of endless edge.
Naturally, there was a profound "tour guide" beside him to explain, and said with a smile:
"These are all powerful men from ancient times to the present. During these tens of millions of years, the sword tablets have experienced enlightenment. They have traveled through all the worlds and left their own legends. But when their life span is about to come to an end, or maybe
If they fall while fighting against the stars, their swords will be sent back."
"Coming here, returning here, this is the so-called cause and effect." Those young people sighed with emotion.
I was about to say that after I understand the Great Way in the future, I will also put down this sword and leave it here.
It can also be regarded as leaving a testimony to future generations.
Even after hearing a chuckle, one person said: "It's a pity, I have great ambitions."
"But the swordsmen and sword cultivators in countless worlds, regardless of whether they are good or evil, all think this way. But for such a long time, there are only these ten miles of sword forest on both sides. You can know that it is not
Ordinary people can leave their swords here."
"In fact, only by using the sword to rule the roost can one reach the realm of immortals."
"Only those strong men who can wield swords in all directions and fight against the stars are qualified to send their swords here."
"Naturally, even the sword of such a strong man can only be on the outermost edge."
"The further inside, the stronger the sword holder becomes."
The many young people who rushed here from hundreds of thousands of worlds couldn't help but be shocked when they heard it. Looking at the sword that stretched for more than ten miles and was stuck on the ground, they couldn't help but feel respect and yearning. Even if it was
Using the method of deducing destiny, the green-shirted scribe who glimpsed this scene also felt a sense of oppression.
That is the stone tablet left by Wei Yuan!
This means that the great catastrophe has been resolved? The Great Master of the Troubled World did not cause greater waves?!
Be careful, Lord Zhuo Shi, it seems that I am the one...
The blue-shirted scribe's thoughts suddenly froze, replaced by a kind of confusion.
Wait a minute...Be careful of the Great Master of the Chaos World.
Why should I be careful about Master Zhuo Shi? What does this sentence mean?
Why do I keep thinking of this sentence?! Huh? Who once said this to me?
Or am I saying this to someone else before?
Why, why can’t I remember anything about this sentence? Only a faint memory is left? The green-shirted scribe was stunned, as if his memory had been diluted by these thousand years, he frowned slightly, and tried his best to
to search for these memories.
It seems very close.
It's like getting closer to a thin layer of mist.
He only needed to stretch out his hand to penetrate this layer of fog. He had been thinking hard for a long time, and he no longer cared about these many scenes of the future. He no longer thought about it. He just condensed all his consciousness, and then seemed to want to break it.
The front blockade is like a blockade, smash it out with all your strength!
boom!!!
The fog dissipated and everything seemed clear and real.
A voice suddenly fell on His ears: "Be careful!!!"
careful?
Who are you being careful about, the great master of troubled times? The blue-shirted scribe thought to himself.
Immediately, the voice fell in his ears, extremely clear, echoing layer by layer.
That sentence is--
careful
"Be careful of Yuanshi Tianzun!!!"
Almost as soon as he said these words, the blue-shirted scholar's mind seemed to have encountered some kind of violent impact, causing his soul and true spirit to shake violently, his face seemed to collapse, and the severe pain almost made him
issued a serious injury
Beast-like roars and roars.
I don't know how much time passed. The scribe in blue stretched out his hands to cover his face. His body was almost shaking violently and he was breathing rapidly. After a long time, he slowly exhaled a breath of turbid breath and raised his head. In his memory, Beware of the Great Master Zhuoshi and Beware of Yuanshi.
These two words from Tianzun disappeared.
It was as if he had never heard these two sentences all this time.
He was stunned for a while, and then he remembered it naturally. What he needed to do next was to take a closer look at the scene in front of him, and see the changes that were made up of countless causes and effects, causing the entire sea of cause and effect to surge.
, what exactly is it, and where does it come from.
And at such a trance, those young people who didn't know how many thousands of years later had already walked in front of the stone monument, moving forward with respect and a pilgrim-like mood to see a stone monument, wanting to see it.
The scene on this stone tablet.
【My name is Wei Yuan....】
The green-shirted scribe subconsciously looked at a stone tablet. When he saw the self-narration part, his body froze.
Suddenly, I felt layers of sharp edges, almost like famous swords throughout the ages, gathering here, stabbing my eyes with extreme pain. In an instant, it seemed that even my own true spirit, which came from the cause and effect, was suddenly lifted up.
I saw that behind the sword monument was the ancient Great Wall that had been eroded for countless thousands of years.
I saw descendants one after another respectfully worshiping the remains of the Great Wall.
The smoke rises into the sky!
But you can see more giant pillars of flame turned into the sky by the fate of humanity.
That was a cauldron, a large bronze cauldron, burning fiercely with a rumbling sound.
It is both a ritual vessel and a beacon.
The blue-shirted scribe Destiny was stunned and raised his head little by little.
From a distance, you can see the majestic beacon towers, which almost stretch across all the worlds. There are nine beacon towers in each realm, which are endless. Looking from a distance, they look like a giant blue dragon with red scales, swaying its body.
Surrounding all the heavens and all realms, although it has no entity, it is domineering and vast, making people fearful when they see it!
The blue-shirted scribe's brain throbbed, and he could hear the voices of the other people around him. After integrating the information of the other people around him, he murmured almost as if in a dream: "Shrouding the heavens and the world, using Kunlun's enlightened power to suppress ten thousand people.
Inside and outside the place, there are always gods and goddesses stepping on dragons, wielding the sword of Yuanshi, patrolling the hundred and eighty thousand realms on behalf of the First Emperor, and thinking that they are hunting on behalf of the heavens."
"The flames of war will replace the stars."
"To suppress all evils."
"Even those who are reborn or those who have traveled through the world will be noticed instantly."
"Nothing is left out."
"If you do good, you will be rewarded, if you do evil, you will be punished." "This thing..."
The blue-shirted scribe raised his head and looked at the terrifying existence above the sky with an expressionless expression.
"Great Wall???"
He finally knew where the node that stirred up the future fate of countless creatures was.
The future destinies of many worlds within and outside the ten directions have changed because of this king's thoughts. The world that was originally supposed to be in chaos and absorbed by the gods one by one actually took on new vitality and formed a kind of
unified existence.
He can already listen to what is being said in class.
Such as ancient kings and so on...
Such as since ancient times, great unification, great unification...
At this moment, he suddenly felt that the surrounding pictures were dimming again, as if the corner of destiny that he had glimpsed collapsed again and could no longer be seen, and all the light flowed in the same direction, that was a stone monument
, is the sword monument left by Yuanshi Tianzun.
All the light flows and converges.
Gradually disappeared, the stars, the city, the streets, the ten-mile sword forest, and then the enthusiastic young swordsmen, everything dimmed, and finally, in front of the stone tablet, there was actually a man with his back to the scribe in blue shirt, with black hair like ink.
, dressed in black, standing with his hands behind his back, then turned around.
boom!!!
everything is broken
Broken.
The picture of the future, and the realm of dreams that encompasses everything.
It seemed as if unspeakable violent waves were blooming, layer upon layer, vast and boundless.
This dream of cause and effect finally woke up.
The blue-shirted scribe stared blankly at the man he saw in the future.
That's Wei Yuan.
Yuanshi Tianzun.
Real and true.
The gentle whisper caused the heaven and earth to tremble, and mountains and rivers to surround them.
"It's like waking up from a dream, fellow Taoist."