Wanderer of the whirling world

After reading this, Xin Ziqiu finally confirmed his identity as a traveler through Chen Tuan's notes, and connected all the causes and consequences of the war between immortals and demons.

Just as he guessed, although this protracted battle was a life-and-death struggle between two races, the key person who decided the outcome was a walker from another world.

What pushed the war step by step to the final direction was a series of seemingly unrelated tasks issued to the walkers by the Whirling World.

Xin Ziqiu couldn't help thinking:

Then who sent Huang Quan to this world?

Is there also an arrangement for the whirling world?

These conclusions and new questions one after another, he was terrified to think about it carefully, and he felt chills all over his body after just a little speculation, and his hairs stood on end.

If his guess is correct, then all living beings in this infinite world are actually like puppets on a string, being manipulated by powerful invisible forces.

The vast majority of them are weak mortals, and they don't even realize it at all.

Only a very small number of people, such as senior practitioners such as Xuan Ming and Chen Tuan, can be slightly aware of this.

But with their abilities, they have nothing to do with the arrangements of the Whirling World.

And only those supreme beings who really stood at the top of their cultivation, such as Taiwei Hong, or the powerful man who sealed off the entire battlefield of immortals and demons, may know most of the truth.

But they are also busy, planning, calculating...

This also means that even if it is as strong as the Yang God Golden Immortal and immortal, it has not really escaped the control of the whirling world.

Xin Ziqiu hated the feeling of being a pawn and being manipulated by others, but now that he was in the middle of the game, he was powerless to resist, so he could only take it lightly.

On the bright side, at least he now sees the tip of the iceberg of what the world really is.

For a young mathematician who is determined to pursue the truth, being able to understand the truth of everything, no matter how cruel the facts are, is far better than being kept in the dark for a lifetime.

Besides, as long as he keeps getting stronger, he may not have a chance to break through in the future.

Just because others can't do it doesn't mean Xin Ziqiu can't do it, it's the confidence of a strong man.

One day, he will find the answers to all the questions and firmly control his fate in his own hands.

……

After exhaling a long breath, Xin Ziqiu found that there was more content behind the note, so he continued to flip through it.

"...I'm back again haha! It's now... the fourth day of April in the third year of Song Taizu Kaibao? Northern Song Dynasty?

"His grandma, how did the speed of time in this world become faster? I just went to a few other worlds to go around and save some star power to exchange for the broken boundary beads. It has been more than 300 years here?

"There is indeed something wrong with this world. When I came last time, it was still a level five world, but now it has been downgraded to level four, and the real energy is getting thinner and thinner. No wonder there are almost no people in this world who can break through the Nascent Soul.

"I am now an eighth-level high-level walker. There are no tasks I can do in this world. It is impossible to hang on...

"This time I came here with the help of the Boundary Breaking Orb, and I won't be staying for long. I have to find a way to find out the problem as soon as possible..."

……

"The first day of July.

"I found the magic weapon left by the alien race in this world, and there are energy fluctuations belonging to Huangquan on it. He really has other plans.

"With the help of the magic weapon, I finally sensed that the battlefield and Huang Quan's remnant soul were sealed in another space. Who did this?

"It's more complicated than I expected."

……

"The fifth day of August.

"I've found the source...

"It's such a big handwriting, such a powerful space spell, who would have such a tyrannical power?
"Could it be that the most powerful person came to this world?

……

"August fifteenth.

"In a wine fight with Wang Xuanfu, I returned home in a disastrous defeat.

"I don't usually fall down so easily, why did I get drunk so quickly today?
"The moon in this world is really round, the stars are so bright, such a beautiful world, I can't just let it be destroyed like this.

"There must be another way...

"I'm running out of time, there are still two months left, I have to do something...

"Longhu Mountain...

"Mount Emei...

"..."

The note was written here, but it came to an abrupt end.

There should be some content in the last few pages, but the notes behind are all glued together, and the handwriting is like ink soaked in water, blurred, and nothing can be seen clearly.

Obviously, this was manipulated to prevent others from seeing the last content.

That is, someone had read the notebook before him and had cast a spell to destroy the last few pages.

who can that be?

Obviously it can't be Sumo evil god, it doesn't have innate infinite energy, and it can't even open the notes.

To be able to do this, the divine sense must not be weaker than that of Patriarch Chen Tuan, so at least he must be a person of the level of a fairy, or even stronger.

Could it be Taiwei Hong...?
……

After reading the notes, Xin Ziqiu's divine sense left the independent space in Mo Cui, and was pulled back to reality.

On the arena, Zen Master Zhijing used the Buddhist "Sanskrit Supernatural Power", supplemented by Wutai Mountain's unique skill "Wanli Sword Technique", narrowly defeated Tang Changshan with one move, and won another victory in the third level.

Everyone stood up and cheered one after another, full of praise, and their joy was beyond words.

Xin Ziqiu clapped his hands, but his mind was already far away.

It wasn't that he didn't pay attention to the Tongtian Lei in front of him, but that it was Chen Tuan's patriarch's notes, which made him more shocked the more he looked at it.

Although at the end, Chen Tuan was vague, but it was obvious that even this eighth-level practitioner who had already cultivated into a Nascent Soul fell into a huge problem.

The so-called "a hundred years later, the catastrophe will come" reported by the Purdue real person does not seem to be a random fabrication by Chen Tuan, but a conclusion he came to after a long period of careful investigation.

What made Xin Ziqiu even more horrified was that this used to be a fifth-level world, but now it has become a fourth-level world.

He didn't understand how the levels of each world were divided, but after thinking about it, he knew that this kind of downgrade would definitely mean the reduction of the vitality of the whole world, the weakening of the strength of practitioners, and so on.

Assuming that the law of energy conservation still exists, where does the part of the energy lost in this world go?
This is a part of the power of the endless beings in the entire human world, even if it only has a small proportion, it will be an inestimable huge aura.

Patriarch Chen Tuan must have also discovered the strange place here, but unfortunately he did not leave any explanation in his notes, but it is obvious that he has found the source of the power absorption, but he is powerless to stop it.

Xin Ziqiu naturally had some guesses about all these things, but with his weak strength, he had no chance to verify them, let alone interfere with such a huge calculation.

……

The day passed by in a hurry, and the ring battle ended at sunset. On Da Song's side, except for the real Purdue who won without a fight, all the other masters competed.

After all, the challengers this time are all big figures with heads and faces. Even if they face such strong men as the Four Great Swordsmen of Emei, they will not put up the exemption card and let them pass the test easily.

So far, the third level of Tongtian Lei has ended, and the number of people who have advanced to the next level has been greatly reduced. Only the real Pudu and his four major disciples, Mu Guiying, Shaolin abbot Ouyang Zhonghui, Zen master Zhijing, Xin Ziqiu, etc., are few in total. More than ten people.

Although the number of people was much smaller, the elite was basically intact. Jiang Ping and Zhan Zhao hurriedly called all the heroes to rest and prepare for the competition of the fourth level tomorrow.

Xin Ziqiu found an excuse and left the ring early. No one knew where he went...

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