fifth form

The long river of time rolls up countless waves.

After losing his ties with Yao Yuanguang, Zhang Xuezhou was like a drowning man, rolling continuously in the long river.

While stumbling, the contents of countless future fragments emerged, constantly impacting his sea of ​​consciousness.

The sound of humming came, and Zhang Xuezhou felt that the long river of time was flashing with golden light, and an even bigger wave swept over his consciousness.

Looking at too much past memory content can easily lead to confusion, forgetfulness, or even collapse, and the same goes for peeking into fragments of the future.

If the sea of ​​consciousness is constantly filled with these contents, it will eventually cause the sea of ​​consciousness to be unable to withstand the filling of the huge amount of content, and thus collapse into nothingness.

A huge sense of crisis came to his heart, and Zhang Xuezhou didn't know how to deal with it for a while.

He tried his best to retreat from the influence of the Dingren Technique and tried to withdraw from this state, but the collision of future fragments made it difficult for him to maintain a normal state, and he repeatedly failed.

After flinching nearly ten times in a row, Zhang Xuezhou felt the sea of ​​consciousness explode with a bang, and his soul became muddled.

Faintly, there was another mechanical chanting sound.

"The void is not broken, I shall exist forever!"

"Whoever believes in me will have eternal life!"

……

The voice that was so annoying and scary in the past is like the straw that a drowning person can grasp at this moment, and Zhang Xuezhou is a little more kind.

"I knew you were engaging in crooked and dirty things that kept eroding the power of the world I protect!"

The angry voice came, and Zhang Xuezhou felt as if he was being swept away by the long river of time. His soul was like a drowning person who suddenly stood up and surfaced.

Countless star-like spots of light moved upward around him, rising into the sky like sky lanterns, sweeping towards the voices singing in the darkness.

As time went by, just as his soul ascended in Kunlun Holy Land before, Zhang Xuezhou felt that everything around him fell into darkness.

He drifted in the darkness for a long time, until the helpless voice sounded again.

"I really regret asking you to learn the Great Wilderness Creation Sutra. How could you get into a place like this again and again?"

Your Majesty's Great Wilderness Creation Sutra is to control the life and death of others, rather than letting others lead the way.

But the area Zhang Xuezhou entered was extremely special.

This may be something that he has not considered in the Great Desolate Creation Sutra, and it is also an insignificant flaw in the Great Desolate Creation Sutra.

But your Majesty did not expect that Zhang Xuezhou could take advantage of this flaw again and again, so that he had to clean up the mess.

"Where are you this time?"

"Why didn't you answer?"

"Is the consciousness so mixed?"

"How many ghosts of the dead have haunted you?"

"The bad luck will affect me in turn!"

In the voice of complaining, Your Majesty really wanted to kill the soul from a distance, so that he could completely eliminate Zhang Xuezhou's trouble.

He kept thinking about the thoughts in his mind, calculating the price of retrieving Zhang Xuezhou and killing Zhang Xuezhou. He even had to consider whether a habitual criminal like Zhang Xuezhou would do this again in the future.

After all, he is the main prosecutor, not the nanny responsible for the safety of the other party's soul. He cannot bother to do this kind of thing again and again.

After rational judgment, Your Majesty felt that it would be more cost-effective to kill Zhang Xuezhou, but he couldn't help but think about the abilities that the other party possessed.

As the only one in the prime minister's family, Zhang Xuezhou's acupuncture technique still has a certain use. If there is any need for changes in Shiwandashan, he can't do without him.

"But the Hundred Thousand Mountains have changed once. I shouldn't have any need in a hundred years!"

After repeated judgments, Your Majesty also recited the Great Wilderness Sutra to control the back door.

"The void is not broken, I shall exist forever!"

"Whoever believes in me will have eternal life!"

……

When the invading power began to entangle Zhang Xuezhou's soul, a mechanical chanting sound also came from His Majesty's perception.

"Bah, the devil from outside the territory, bad luck!"

He continued to curse Zhang Xuezhou in his mind, and did not care about this special existence that was engraved with life in the void.But after a moment, His Majesty began to regret, and also understood why Zhang Xuezhou's soul was so confused that it was like the ghost of a dead person entangled.

A river of stars descended along with the mechanical chanting sound, and then cut across the center of his soul.

Countless fragments of time began to impact His Majesty’s consciousness.

"Saint, I am the little dragon who held the candle for you and lit the light for you. Please... please save me!"

With just a little contact, Your Majesty quickly adopted the most effective method to save himself.

There is no such thing as struggle, self-effort to solve problems, or great ability.

He understands the gap between them and the consequences of relying on himself.

"It's rare that you still remember me, but why am I so unlucky? When I'm chasing an extraterrestrial demon through the air, I still have to come to get you!"

Except that it is easy to forget about saints, the temperament of saints is no different from ordinary people, and they are not as transcendent as ordinary people imagine.

He complained, and the long river of time that swept through him burst like a vanishing bubble.

"How did you get into a place like this?"

"Xiaolong was dragged into the void by someone. He...this little thing delayed the saint from doing his work. I'll kill him first!"

Faced with the inquiry, Your Majesty responded quickly and quickly shied away from responsibility.

He had the murderous thoughts in his soul all his life, and was also swept by the curse of the Great Wilderness Creation Sutra.

"He must have been manipulated by someone to use Fuxi's phase technique, and then swept into the long river of time and space..."

The saint spoke.

But seeing His Majesty's curse sweeping through them, he stopped talking to understand the complicated relationship, and just let His Majesty do his thing.

I haven't seen him for a thousand years, and the monster that served him at the beginning has obviously grown up well, and has no other problems except for being a little old.

If the other party had been better at that time, maybe he wouldn't have to fall into this old state.

This made the saint sigh.

But if he were to bring the other person out now, the saint couldn't do it either.

It's like looking at fish through the water. He can see the fish, but he can't catch the fish.

And if they are forcibly separated from their original environment, these fish will not be able to adapt to the new environment and will die out quickly.

The thought of the saint came to mind, and then calmed down.

His power was guided by the prying eyes of physiognomy, which triggered a parade of spiritual thoughts. Now that things have come to an end, he has lost the whereabouts of the perpetrator, and he cannot help but lose interest in withdrawing his spiritual thoughts.

"what!"

When he was about to return to shore, he heard the sound of "Ren".

This sound had no impact on him, but the impact it gave His Majesty was quite strong.

The murderous thoughts in the souls of the lords who were casting curses and casting spells to kill all disappeared at this moment, like a bad boy who was scolded by a teacher and listened to the lesson honestly.

"After all, the world is changing with each passing day. Maybe new characters will emerge in the future!"

The power of 'benevolence' is extremely special. This kind of admonition-like power has never been encountered by saints before.

Obviously, many outstanding talents have appeared in the Three Realms, and new cultivation rules have also been born.

This novelty kept the saint's attention for several seconds.

"Interesting, but it's a pity that he died too early!"

After tracing the origin several times, the saint could not help but sigh.

It is an extremely difficult thing to achieve in a limited time by cultivating to the extreme and obtaining the supreme opportunity.

Some people may have reached the extreme level of cultivation, but they lack the opportunity.

Some people get opportunities, but their cultivation is not enough.

In the passage of time, these people's pursuits finally came to nothing and were lost in the long river of time.

Compal's master was obviously extremely great, but he was dead after all.