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The sigh was long and seemed to come from the endless river.

Following An Qisheng's thoughts, the words that had been engraved on the stone tablets shined brightly above the sea of ​​mind.

The heaven and the earth are like a mirror, and all things and spirits are in it. In the past, even if it has been forgotten by countless people, there are still traces in the heaven and earth.

The essence of dreaming is to perceive, capture, and then through these many traces to penetrate everything that has happened in the world.

Even, ‘return’ to the years where the trace was.

In a sense, it is not bad to travel through time and space.

Hum~

The sea of ​​mind waved, and the rays of light stretched and stretched infinitely in An Qisheng's perception, and the most subtle points were infinitely enlarged in his perception.

Faintly, he once again felt everything that this text had experienced.

The ups and downs of this text in the sea of ​​mind...The moment it was peeled off the stone tablet...The thousands of monotonous days that accompanied the stone tablet...

Everything flashes in that light.

It seems that time is flowing upstream in his perception.

"Original matter, matter generates emptiness, when emptiness is born, everything is born from time to time... To some extent, time is a variable of space, an extension..."

An Qisheng's thoughts turned, and the more than 20,000 years that the stone stele has experienced have gone against the current.

In an instant, it came 20,000 years ago.

The first person who saw the traces of this text was a Taoist with a white robe.

The Taoist didn't know where he came from, and came to this mountain top in the dust.

"Supreme..."

The Taoist touched the stone tablet, his expression changed, with satisfaction and regret: "There are no immortals in the world, and even the existence of the Supreme, can't live forever..."

"I regret this life, born in these times, and fortunately in this life, I can follow the footprints of the Supreme..."

His body is thin, his breath is low, and he seems to have come to the end of his life.

At the end of his life, he incorporated this stone tablet with his own cave and sat in his own cave.

"Useless Taoist..."

An Qisheng's eyes flashed, and everything he saw was slightly distorted. He couldn't see the Taoist's face, but he could hear the Taoist's voice.

As a monk, he knew where the way forward was, but he couldn't go further because of the changes in the world. Naturally, only he could perceive it.

The history of this stone monument is very long. In the more than 20,000 years, it is not only a useless Taoist.

There are also traces of other people.

The passing herbalists, hunters, casual cultivators, and cultivators who are not weak...

However, letting the years go backwards and the figures flow, there is no wave in An Qisheng's heart.

Finally, his mind was shocked.

It seems to have touched an invisible barrier, and penetrated the past!

Mountains, flat valleys, grasslands, rivers, flowers and birds...

As everything in the painting becomes alive, illusion becomes reality.

Huhu~

In the breeze, An Qisheng stretched out his palms, feeling the emptiness of this world, and for a while, he was a little startled.

With his current state of mind cultivation, he can naturally see what is imaginary, what is illusion, and what is true.

This is not the real past.

But it seems to be no different from the real past.

Entering dreams, Daqian enters dreams, even An Qisheng at this time sighs with the mighty power of this ‘Dao-One Magical Power’.

A three-star Daqian enters a dream is not enough to span time and space, but who knows how high the upper limit of this supernatural power is?

Unexpectedly, An Qisheng felt a little more in awe of "Tao Yi Tu".

"Time and space..."

An Qisheng whispered in his heart, already seeing a person and a beast coming under the mountain without any haste.

The man was dressed in a blue shirt, tall and slender, and his breath was empty. It didn't seem to be a real existence. He was very ethereal, but he was real.

Behind him, followed by a step by step a little white hair with black and white hair intertwined, looking naive.

"Sure enough it is you..."

An Qisheng stood on the top of the mountain, watching the elegant middle-aged man in Qingshan pacing up the mountain, a ripple in his heart.

In a trance, he seemed to see the world-fascinating demon venerable from Jiu Floating World again.

Seeing him sitting on the top of the mountain for forty years, I only sighed at the loneliness on earth.

Seeing him in the desert and yellow sand, he raised his glasses and pointed the country, and sighed that they were not as domineering as mine.

Seeing him burning everything, pursuing the bright brilliance that burst out in his heart...

And at the moment An Qisheng looked down, the man in the blue shirt also raised his face almost at the same time.

It seems empty, but it seems to have seen everything.

"Supreme, what are you looking at?" The naive Xiao Baizhen looked up curiously, scratching his head with curiosity, looking at the empty mountain top.

"The things in the world are so wonderful, I can't see clearly, I can't make sense of it..."

The elegant middle-aged man sighed with his hand in his hand, with a trace of undisguised sorrow in his tone: "You are not in the past, but in the future..."

"Who? Is that the one you have been looking for?"

Xiao Baifeng's eyes widened, but no matter how she looked, she didn't notice anything.

It is even more difficult to understand the past and the future in the Supreme’s mouth.

Could it be that the person that the supreme has been looking for has returned to the present from the future?

"Time is endless and space is endless. It is not so difficult for you to understand in the future..."

The elegant middle-aged man said to himself, he has come to the top of the mountain.

Ten feet apart, goodbye Pang Wanyang, who is already the supreme one of the prestigious generations, and is even more known as the Ten Great Heavens.

"Pang Wanyang."

An Qisheng's heart was touched.

But the world is different, he can clearly perceive that he is not really setting foot in the past, and Pang Wanyang is not touching himself.

The two seem to be ten feet apart, but in fact there are 30,000 years of time and space between them, and it takes an unimaginable huge price to take a step forward.

In the dream, it can be seen that Pang Wanyang's divine will can be passed on for tens of thousands of years, but it still cannot smooth the gap of time.

Huhu~

The elegant middle-aged man held his hand and set his blue shirt to move with the wind. His eyes contained the vicissitudes of life, and he seemed to have heard An Qisheng's words:

"Brother Dao, the last time I said goodbye, but it was thirty thousand years ago..."

The flow of time in the worlds is different. For An Qisheng, it seems that it is only hundreds of thousands of years. For him, it is already 30,000 years.

After a sigh, Pang Wanyang smiled again:

"But now, you can't beat me."

An Qisheng couldn't help but smile.

He is not so serious about winning or losing, and Pang Wanyang may not care about everything that has happened, but in this sentence, both of them seem to be reminiscing about the past.

The battle in the desert and sands of Jiufu World, the first battle between the two can inherit each other, is the most thorough discussion.

Similarly, the two have a deep understanding of each other.

It's just that Pang Wanyang still has a change compared to the past and this time. It has changed from extreme dominance to a little more gentle, even if it only looks.

"Supreme, who are you talking to?"

Xiao Baifeng hugged his legs curiously, and probed his head to see what he wanted to see. Its blood is strong, and it has the supreme strength of pointing.

But no matter how it looks at it attentively, it can't feel anything other than air, vitality, and inspiration.

"With a friend."

The elegant middle-aged man touched Xiao Baifeng's hair: "Go, find a stone tablet, not too big, but stronger."

"Oh."

Xiao Baifeng scratched his head, turned and disappeared on the top of the mountain.

"The world is not connected, what can be accommodated, what can be allowed is different, I can feel your presence, but unfortunately, after all, I can't face-to-face communication, talk about the Tao, drink alcohol..."

The elegant middle-aged people sit on the ground, just like ordinary people without the slightest magical powers, and the green shirts are stained with soil and weeds.

Back to Basics.

Ten feet apart, An Qisheng also sat cross-legged, his expression calm and inquiring.

Everything that Pang Wanyang said at this time was still the mystery contained in the text, but unless An Qisheng could perceive it, it would be just a sigh.

An Qisheng knew very well that without the ability to dream, his divine will would not be able to penetrate these words that Pang Wanyang left tens of thousands of years ago.

But, what can make Pang Wanyang, who has always been invincible, so jealous?

"In the battle of Mohai, your Tai Chi essence broke through the front line of the Tianmen. I have gained a lot. I know that the difficulty of opening the Tianmen is also related to this ‘immortal world’...

If there is no me to break the heavenly gate, then the Yan lunatic will inevitably die behind the heavenly gate..."

The elegant middle-aged man, with memories, talked slowly.

From entering the gate of heaven to being born in the arms of the sun and the moon, he was accepted by the sect...

And what he had ignored, but still audible, his search for himself.

"That's it."

Pang Wanyang's words also solved An Qisheng's doubts.

He once calculated the fate of'Sun En', and Sun En should be the first person who shattered the void and ascended without his interference.

And he should have fallen behind the gate of heaven.

He thought that there was an enemy behind the Tianmen, but it turned out to be related to the Tianchang in the Ten Thousand Suns Realm?

If this is the case, wouldn’t it be the case that the warlords who broke the void with the gods and gods in the record...

"...For the creatures in this realm, the world has changed drastically, and the law and avenue seem to be incomplete, and it is extremely unsuitable for cultivation, but for me and the later Yan lunatic.

This world is the real ‘fairy world’. "

At this point, the elegant middle-aged man stared at An Qisheng again with a calm expression:

"...Although there were twists and turns on the road, it still brought me to the end of this life..."

He looked plain and spoke an understatement. It seemed that his achievements were not worth boasting, but were natural.

In fact, it is true for him.

Before entering the Tianmen, he had already found his own Dao Foundation, and he also gained the mystery of An Qisheng's Taiji. When he stepped out of the Tianmen, he had already cultivated Taiyin Wuji and Sun Wuji at the same time when he was reincarnated.

When he was born, he awakened the powerful blood of the body in this world.

Born to be Su Hui, but also has the inheritance left by the sages in the blood of the gods, compared to the same generation, the advantage is more than a thousand times greater?

The starting point has already surpassed the end point of ninety-nine people in the world.

The height it can reach is naturally only higher.

"End."

Listening to Pang Wanyang's statement, An Qisheng's expression was subtle.

Pang Wanyang will naturally not be as easy as he said along the way, but it is naturally impossible for people like him to show their cowardice.

But no one can help but admit that he has truly come to an end in this world.

"Since ancient and modern times, I am not the only one who has come to this point. It's a pity..."

This sentence said, under the elegant middle-aged man’s pale eyebrows, those deep eyes rippled:

"They are all dead..."

"All dead?"

An Qisheng's heart was shocked.

How many emperors and nobles have existed in the past 30 million years, and Dongzhou alone has more than 30 people!

Every emperor and respected person who has reached the peak and the end must be the best in ancient and modern times. Needless to say, such a person is amazing and brilliant.

If they don't want longevity, it is absolutely impossible!

But in Pang Wanyang's words, it seems that they are really dead...

But their bodies are not leaking, their golden bodies are immortal, and their primordial spirits are powerful...All these are the conditions for longevity, and even some of the conditions for immortality!

"Human being in the world~www.wuxiaspot.com~ is nothing but dust. Even though the most tens of thousands of years of light, the time goes by, it is just a shooting star that passes away at the touch of a finger!

There are many people seeking longevity in ancient and modern times, and there is no shortage of people who have achieved ‘anti-the sky’ and will live one more life, but this is not a long life, which will eventually be destroyed..."

The elegant middle-aged man's eyes are dark:

"The earth, sand and stone have survived for hundreds of millions of years, and the space has never changed, but all souls will eventually die out. I am unwilling, and many daoists will not be willing to...

Over the years, I have traveled all over the world in Kyushu, set foot in space, and have seen the magical soldiers and inheritance left behind by fellow Taoists, exploring the mysteries of them, and finally gaining..."

Phoo~

There seemed to be wind on this side of the void world, faintly, the sky, the earth, the grass and trees and even everything became distorted and distorted in An Qisheng's eyes.

It's like a high-definition picture suddenly turned into an abstract painting that beginners splashed ink.

It was so easy to strip An Qisheng out!

Huhu~

In the violent wind, the green shirt was flying, Pang Wanyang seemed to be not surprised at everything, just staring deeply at the place of An Qisheng.

"In my whole life, I never owe anyone half a point..."

While whispering to himself, he pointed a finger on the stone slab taken by Xiao Baizhu.

Hum~

With a buzzing and stirring, an extremely huge repulsive force surged from nowhere.

An Qi was pushed out abruptly.

Seems irresistible!

An Qisheng did not resist at all, and all his divine intent was condensed at Pang Wanyang's fingertips.

Rustle~

In the subtle and gentle sound of lettering.

An Qisheng was suddenly repelled from his dream by a majestic force!

At the last instant, he heard Pang Wanyang's words:

entropy?

Shame?

Still, hurt? !