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Chapter 1300: Lord, I'm sorry!

"Heaven, the sky is broken!"

"The fetal membrane of heaven and earth has been destroyed. The limit between the Three Realms and the outside world, the entrance to the legendary place of creation and end."

Many great masters went crazy. Although they were not strong enough, they knew the entrance to the land of creation and end. It was originally a place for saints, but only those who had reached the critical point of strength could go there to achieve the dignity of saints. There were only six places, and these six places were forcibly squeezed out by the three realms in order to deal with the sublimation catastrophe.

Do those with great supernatural powers want to become saints?

Nonsense, I can only dream about it!
The catastrophe of sublimation is destined to come. Although the saints are the main force facing the catastrophe of sublimation, they are also the existence with the highest probability of surviving the catastrophe. And as long as they can survive this catastrophe that far exceeds the infinite catastrophe, the entire Three Realms will be sublimated, and the six saints will naturally be immortal and indestructible, and obtain eternal purity and freedom.

But...it's not enough, the strength is not enough!
Even if it was a Saint, only Saints who had reached the critical point could go there. Or Saints who went there with the fetal membrane of heaven and earth, but no matter which one, Saint cultivation was the most basic requirement. A group of immortals and weaker creatures faced the place of opening and ending. Not to mention going there, as long as they sensed it, they would be completely annihilated and never be reborn!
The existence of the land of opening and ending is an opportunity, but it is also a destruction, a great destruction!

It stands to reason that the place of opening up and ending cannot be exposed. With multiple means such as the fetal membrane of heaven and earth, it is difficult to find the place of opening up and ending, let alone expose it actively.

However, the mold of heaven and earth had already been taken away by someone, and now the place of creation and end was exposed as a conspiracy.

【Packing the Sky】

【Packing the Sky】

【Packing the Sky】

[Do you have to mend the sky now? You have already reached the level of a saint, the best saint in the world. It only takes time for you to become a saint. By then, you will be able to call upon the fetal membrane of heaven and earth directly. Mend the sky is just a thought of yours.]

[You still have a mission, you still have your own mission! You are a polyamorous parent, you are destined to.]

【Living beings?】

【Freedom, destiny, equality.】

【.Okay, you go ahead, I'll take care of everything. Even if you can't make further progress, at worst you can become a saint, which means you will never die and enjoy eternal peace.】

[No, no!!!]

——Finally, I was fooled! Hahahaha. Good disciple, I won again!

Wu Jie felt like he had a very long dream. At the last moment of the dream, he only remembered a crutch and a gun.

"Zhongzhou Wu Jie, open your eyes, I am Gong Changheng, you crushed me when you fell from the sky."

"Hey, you 8==D person, couldn't you wake me up later? I had already dreamed about the crucial moment and you had to wake me up. You came here on purpose to cause trouble!"

Wu Jie got up from Zhang Heng with an unhappy look on his face. He rubbed his head, feeling as if something extraordinary had happened. But, it seemed as if nothing had happened. Wu Jie felt that this was not right, so he looked into the light of his mind: the universe that was originally just the condensation of the light of his mind had somehow become a little heavier, as if... from virtual to real?

As for the periphery of the light of the mind, Wu Jie just glanced at it and no longer paid attention to it.

TMD, when the light of the soul was just awakened, it could produce complete paragraphs. Even if you can't see any complete information, at least it can be used as a talk show. After getting the power of miracles, the long sentences are only short sentences, and those short sentences are still fragmented, and mosaics are added from time to time. Later, I learned the Monkey King's [Wukong], and after condensing the light of the soul, only fragmented words with unknown meanings were left. Now there are no fragmented words that can be pieced together, only runes with no clues, or Chinese character strokes.
How come the stronger the player is, the weaker the cheat becomes? Whose cheat is this? It is so bizarre, won't people complain about it?
Wu Jie was sure that the source of his mutation should be the light of his mind. Although he didn't know why this happened, this situation occurred in the Silver Land. It was suspected that the Overlord had forced something without his knowledge (confirmed).

"If I had known earlier, I should have mixed some private work into the information I gave to the overlord. I was just thinking about the human revolution. I should at least get some benefits for everyone!" Wu Jie looked regretful, but when he saw Zhang Heng's face, his resentment immediately dissipated a lot.

It's better not to do anything for this kind of guy.

"Finished?"

"My name is Gong Changheng now."

——That means the fight is not over yet.

Wu Jie used his mental power to scan the outside, and then asked: "Why not call Gong Chang?"

"You are here to pick a fight on purpose, right?" Zhang Heng also stood up. After brushing off the dust on his body, he said, "The battle went very smoothly overall. Although those aliens were indeed a bit too strong, those alien country bumpkins had no idea how powerful our Samsara team was! Don't forget, don't forget that you were gone for less than a day! And Xiao Yi came back early, how can that be considered slow? Right?"

Wu Jie nodded. He had already seen the alien battlefield and had to say that those aliens were indeed quite something.

For example, the annihilation cannon that can kill a single spirit is a standard weapon on their mothership. Some demigod-level single-person combat mechas and positive and negative matter annihilation reactors are all heavyweights. With only one ordinary Saint left in the Zhongzhou team, one day is indeed not enough.

At least it will take two and a half days.

So Wu Jie said: "You look like a plot NPC used for mission transitions."

"Wu Jie shut up (annoyed)"

The surrounding space suddenly shifted and Chu Xuan walked in.

Then, before he could say a word, he was hit hard in the face by Wu Jie. Chu Xuan did not dodge. Even when the punch hit Chu Xuan's face, Wu Jie's eyes revealed a hint of fear and surprise.

At this moment, it was just like that moment. Zhang Heng was stunned. He rushed over to stop Wu Jie, and while pulling him, he quickly advised: "Fuck, you should do it this way if you hit him well. No! Chu Xuan is so narrow-minded. How dare you offend him!"

Wu Jie took advantage of the situation and decisively protected Zhang Heng in front of him: "Personal grudges, this guy tricked the three of us brothers into the emperor-level battlefield, and took Zhan Lan and the second sister-in-law out to play for a while. Can you imagine? My second brother and I fought from high saint to innate, and then directly jumped to the second emperor of the East Heaven. My second brother and Fu Zha relied on krypton life to rub out the real primitive. I dare not imagine that at this rate of expansion of combat power, we will directly rush into the Lingxiao Palace and chop down the Jade Emperor in the next reincarnation mission!"

"I don't. I have an important mission."

Chu Xuan stood up slowly. His body was spotless, and there was not even a trace of being beaten.

"Tell me?"

"I can't tell you. If I tell you, it will be very troublesome."

Chu Xuan had a calm face, but underneath that calm expression was a pair of extremely terrifying eyes. How should I put it? It was a bit like a mad scientist who had gone through countless failures and adopted various methods including but not limited to dancing, burning incense and worshipping Buddha, and offering sacrifices to instruments, and finally got the data he wanted.
"If you don't tell me, I'll ask Zhan Lan and my second sister-in-law!"

Chu Xuan had a blank expression on his face and didn't care at all.

Because it was impossible for Wu Jie to get any useful information from Zhan Lan and Luo Li. They themselves didn't even know what they were going to do. It would be strange if Wu Jie could get the information out of them.

This was indeed the case. Zhan Lan recounted her experience to Wu Jie. In short, she helped to kill a lot of random things in a place similar to the Brown Blood Dusk, and those things were not brought back in the end. Moreover, the time of the area they experienced was different from that of the Primordial Continent. Zhan Lan counted, and they definitely stayed in the Dusk area for more than a day.

Luo Li's statement is similar to Zhan Lan's, but compared to Zhan Lan's focus on describing the humanities of the twilight area, Luo Li's attention is more on the geographical environment.

Luo Li and Zhan Lan both mentioned a very strange thing. There were three old acquaintances in that place, [Nios], [Cheng Xiao] and [Ba Wang]. Although these three people looked different from the three known by the Zhongzhou team, the differences were more caused by the erosion of time and environmental changes. In essence, they can be said to be exactly the same.

Wu Jie felt a headache after hearing this, so he looked at Chu Xuan with a jade plate (Lao Qi:.) on his head and became angrier and angrier. Finally, in a rage, he threw the clod of earth in his hand towards Chu Xuan.

Chu Xuan caught the dirt that shattered the space on the flight path with one hand, as easily as a professional baseball player catching a baseball. Zhang Heng, who was watching the show on the side, frowned, poked Wu Jie with his elbow, and asked in a low voice: "What did you bring back? I remember that you seemed to have been holding that thing tightly in your hand since you came back."

After being reminded by Zhang Heng, Wu Jie realized that he seemed to have really brought something back from the prehistoric era. He looked at the lump of earth carefully. First of all, the material was very special. Secondly, this thing must be something he brought back from the prehistoric era. Finally, this thing could only be the last thing he touched before returning.

Wu Jie looked at the piece of soil. Well, if you look closely, it is a bit embarrassing to call it a lump of soil. The soil is shaped like a mountain. Although it is not much bigger than the Taishan stone placed at the door of the house, it gives Wu Jie a feeling as if he is facing the light of his own soul.

The corners of Wu Jie's mouth began to twitch. He was sure that the clod of earth was resonating with the light of his soul. What was even more terrible was that Wu Jie recalled a joke he had made to the Grand Lord in his tent. The source of that joke was when he was beating the High Saint in the high latitude, and the High Saint of the Sky-lifting Turtle Clan blocked him for a long time with his innate spiritual treasure. He lamented that he had no treasure in his hands, and said that he had to take a treasure from the Grand Lord when he left.

Blood-transforming knife?

Stop joking. This thing is fine as a symbolic gift, but who would use it in a real fight? At the very least, the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword should be upgraded to the level of a post-natal spiritual treasure.
But without the Linglong Pagoda of Mysterious Heaven and Earth, and without using the Dinghai Shenzhen, which is an innate spiritual treasure, to transform it into two acquired spiritual treasures, it is obviously too much to want to create an acquired spiritual treasure.

Both innate and acquired spiritual treasures have their origins. Without an origin, no matter how well they are made, they cannot reach the level of acquired spiritual treasures. For the immortals in the orthodox cultivation system of the prehistoric heaven, even the immortal weapons in the hands of celestial immortals and golden immortals are essentially still, not acquired spiritual treasures.

Even though the power of some immortal weapons can already rival that of weak acquired spiritual treasures in certain areas.

During the time that Fu Zha was repairing, Wu Jie and the Great Lord complained that the shell of the High Saint Turtle of the Sky-Bearing Turtle Clan was a bit too hard and he had no weapon that suited his needs.

After hearing this, the great lord laughed and said that he was indeed negligent, but he really didn't have anything on hand. The most powerful innate spiritual treasure was the Four Swords of Zhu Xian, which he couldn't give. When there is a chance in the future, he will definitely give Wu Jie a top-level innate spiritual treasure, and this matter is not included in his promise.

When Wu Jie confirmed these three pieces of information, he recalled the Grand Lord's expression, which was smiling but extremely serious. Wu Jie couldn't help but start to sweat profusely.

"Chu Xuan, you said that Fuxi's innate spiritual treasure and the light of his soul are both Mount Buzhou, right?"

"The innate spiritual treasure of one's destiny is the innate spiritual treasure, and the light of the soul is the light of the soul. The two cannot be confused. Buzhou Mountain is not only an innate spiritual treasure, it is also a kind of authority, a status, and even a key."

Wu Jie could no longer listen to Chu Xuan's explanation. He reached out and took the clod of earth from Chu Xuan, and touched the clod of earth with his own spiritual light. The clod of earth did not hesitate or stop, and directly merged into Wu Jie's spiritual light.

When the clod of earth merged into Wu Jie's spiritual light, the clod of earth, which was not as big as his face, quickly expanded into a giant pillar that supported the world. The giant pillar supported the sky and earth, as if it supported the entire universe. The originally chaotic and disorderly sea of ​​stars suddenly became very stable. No, it cannot be said to be stable, but it should be called "reasonable".

What is reasonable is a complex question because the standard is difficult to determine.

On Earth, the sun rises in the east and sets in the west, and the alternation of night and day is reasonable. But in other galaxies and other universes in the universe, do stars have to rise in the east and set in the west when viewed from planets?
Maybe with the three stars shining in turn, there is no concept of darkness at all.

But when the clod of earth turned into a giant pillar supporting the sky, everything that happened in Wu Jie's mind became "reasonable". He didn't need to care about any standards. He himself was the standard. Just like the richness of the spiritual energy in the prehistoric continent was the standard of the multiverse super-magic plane, it was the only standard. Only others followed him, and there was no possibility for him to listen to others' opinions.

Reasonable, huge pillars, lumps of earth.

The light of the soul that transforms the virtual into the real.

It is obvious what the composition of this thing that came with Wu Jie from the prehistoric era is.

".Grand Lord——I'm sorry, Grand Lord! Ah!"

(I am preparing to move out. Do you have any useful personal suggestions on renting a house?)

(End of this chapter)