The atmosphere in your world of cultivating immortals is not right.

Chapter 133 A sense of urgency like a sharp sword in the throat!

The ground no longer trembled, and the roaring in the ears gradually became lower. However, it was not that the fighting had stopped, but that the mute button had been pressed. Several strong impacts disappeared instantly after approaching this direction.

"who are you?"

Wu You asked.

He tried his best to maintain his facial muscles, but his expression was still a bit unnatural. The eyes that opened the causal vision were filled with light, but he saw nothing - it was like looking at a ball of air.

The perspective slowly shifted, looking past Wu You's back to reveal the face of the person in front of him.

Those steady and determined eyes were somewhat familiar, but they revealed a kind of awareness that seemed to hide a long period of hard work.

Wu You, blocked Wu You’s way.

"Same as you guessed."

A rather magnetic voice sounded, and a tired smile appeared on the face that was exactly the same as him, and he said, "I originally wanted to save some effort, but it seems that you won't listen unless I say it myself."

"The nature of time and space here is quite special, so I can stand in front of you. I almost forgot that I had such a unique opportunity before. Should I say it was fate... I obviously didn't believe in this kind of thing before."

These words made Wu You feel a chill going straight to the sky! Just as he was about to say something, he saw the obviously much more mature "Wu You" in front of him raised his hand and made a silent gesture.

"Time is of the essence."

He pointed to the battlefield in the distance that was still as fierce as hell.

"Go and help. Be sure to remember his face this time. Don't be afraid of the grandfather paradox, and don't be afraid of getting hurt. I will give you a little help. And..."

It seems that appearing here takes a huge amount of energy. In just a few words, "Wu You"'s figure has become unstable and his voice has become illusory.

"When you feel like you are no longer yourself, go to the mortal world."

As the last sentence fell, the mature "Wu You" figure in front of him shattered like a phantom, turning into pieces of gradually transparent glass fragments, and disappeared without a trace...

The flying dust drifted past him again, and the roar of the battlefield filled his ears.

The exchange just now seemed to be just an illusion in his mind. Wu You looked back sideways and said:

"Clam?"

……

The devastated earth blurred and flew by beside him, and from time to time, several attacks forced Wu You to make sharp turns and change his flight path.

It took Wu You a while to sort out his thoughts.

If one day, someone who looks exactly like you suddenly appears in front of you, it will definitely not take much time to identify——

It’s time travel! (Slaps thighs in excitement) This is a no-brainer, the answer is already written on your face, right?

But Wu You can't.

Because this is the world of immortality, any strange things may happen, and any means may exist. What's more, from the beginning, he was wary of the temptation in his heart before he lured the other party.

But he gave up his doubts because...

“Which native would know about such a thing as the grandfather paradox?”

So even though he really felt confused when he encountered this situation, Wu You was still convinced that the person who just stood in front of him was himself from the future!

If it really comes from the future, then what the other person said could reveal quite a lot.

For example... the most obvious thing is that in the future, he will be able to access the full force of time, and be able to offset the impact of combat from the true fairyland. This shows that the realm is definitely not low, at least it is a true fairyland.

Maybe a little higher?

But this is actually to be expected. The blessing of heaven on him will inevitably lead to this result, unless he finds an evil skill that harms his cultivation and practices it every day, or he will waste himself to death early.

In addition, the other party's words also confirmed Wu You's guess.

"As expected, this kind of cultivation method that is instilled by heaven does have a price. When you are no longer yourself... what does it mean? It feels quite serious..."

He frowned, not thinking about it, then shook his head and sighed: "Moreover, even in the future, I can only stay in the past for a few words at most, relying on the specialness of this dream. What time travel? Changhe left behind a backup plan and made his own decisions for eternity. This is indeed something that only Long Aotian, who does not leave behind his name, can do it."

With the world-destroying battle as the background, an inconspicuous stream of light quickly streaked across the sky.

——Now, he is going to remember the appearance of his predecessor, Tiandao, as his future self said!    …

The sun is high in the sky, with only a few thin clouds dotting the sky. But for some reason, I always feel that the sun is much dimmer than before, which is a bit depressing.

Qingming Sword Sect, at the mountain gate.

There were only two disciples guarding the first level of the mountain gate. They were leaning against the wall, leaning on their swords, and occasionally talking to each other. They looked languid, as if they hadn't woken up.

"Haah-" One of them couldn't hold it back and yawned first.

"Brother Li, you look like you're not in good spirits at the end. Did you stay up late last night practicing? It's not a gentleman to secretly study the book behind your junior brother's back." Another person lowered his eyelids and teased.

Disciple surnamed Li waved his hand:

"Don't you know me yet? What's there to argue about in our cultivation? If you can't reach the top of the True Tradition and don't come down to the outer sect, you just feel bored."

During the chat, a figure walked slowly along the long steps in front of the mountain gate, interrupting the chat between the two. The common outer robes and standard swords of the Sword Sect revealed the identity of the visitor.

It was an outer disciple whom both of them had met several times.

The visitor walked up to the two of them, raised his hands and said hello: "Hello, two senior brothers." Then he took out his disciple's identity card and handed it over.

The gatekeeper surnamed Li took the ID card handed over to him and put it into the corner of the Sword Sect's formation for inspection. ?”

The outer disciple shook his head in disappointment and lowered his face.

"Well...the harvest is really too little to mention."

"There is little weapon-refining material produced in the nearby area, so it is inevitable to return empty-handed."

The disciple surnamed Li nodded, took off the identity tag that had been tested and returned it: "Here, go in."

"Okay, please excuse me, senior brother!"

Snapped--

Sudden changes occur.

"Wait!"

Just when the outer disciple was about to take over the jade token, another guarding disciple suddenly grabbed his hand!

"Put your face up."

The guarding disciple said slowly and deeply, with sharp eyes. Although the disciple surnamed Li did not notice any clues, he became alert due to his actions and touched the sword on his waist.

"What, what's wrong, senior brother?"

The outer disciple swallowed and raised his face uneasily, nervousness showing in his clear brown eyes.

"..." The guarding disciple who grabbed his hand stared at him with a cold face for a few seconds, then slowly let go of his hand: "It's okay, pass,"

These words made the other five people on the field breathe a sigh of relief. The outer disciple nodded awkwardly and then quickly walked through the mountain gate.

"Why, the string is too tight?" The disciple surnamed Li stepped forward and patted his partner on the shoulder, smiling.

"Maybe. Neither of us are in good condition today." Another guarding disciple rubbed his brows in confusion.

Zheng——! !

Without warning, a sharp sound exploded in the ears, and it instantly spread through every corner of the Sword Sect, like a sharp sword in the throat, and the terrifying sword intention was locked here!

The two turned around stiffly.

The figure of the outer disciple they had just put in became distorted, and another head emerged from his neck, letting out a hoarse cry.

"Guah!! I told you not to squeeze me!!!"

(End of this chapter)