Chapter 692 The history of the development of the universe!
Back then, Qin Linglong, filled with grief, anger and debt, led her pursuers away, never to return!
As for the hexagonal dark pendant she left behind, it was as clear as ink jade and had an ancient charm, hanging on the baby boy's neck.
But the strange thing is that it didn't take long for it to melt away!
An extremely special black juice was formed, flowing to Juntian's life wheel, wrapping the original form of the life wheel, and gradually turning into strange patterns and symbols.
In this way, more than ten years have passed, and the new wheel of life has been constantly confronting the evil dragon and growing on its own, leading to the birth of a special symbol of reincarnation!
Even though it is primitive and rough, the value of this kind of rules and order is unimaginable, and there is a great possibility that a real order of reincarnation will be born in the future.
"Boom!"
After figuring out all this, the old man took a step forward, and the space-time picture was completely shattered. Of course, the way back was even harder. It had turned completely dark, revealing a terrifying and boundless pressure, accompanied by billions of thunders, trying to kill the enemy.
God!
The old man was naturally fearless, walking forward with the soles of his feet, opening up the sleepy road, lighting up the dark sea of time, and blocking billions of thunders.
He always looks very peaceful. Tracing Juntian's past seems extremely easy. Maybe it didn't last long!
Just like that, they arrived at the place where they started from the previous time!
The scene returned to the strongest inheritance space. Even though Juntian was filled with shock, his mood was even lower. He felt blocked and had a kind of depression that he could not vent.
The past history I just witnessed is far more cruel than what the craftsmen of the past described. The powerlessness and despair are difficult to explain without personal experience.
In the face of absolute force crushing, the glorious road of Daxia Mansion in the past had just begun and was shattered.
Although the culprit who caused all this, the blessed saint, has been brought to justice, the pain and hatred in his heart can be relieved a little bit.
"My mother is still alive, which proves that my father is still alive. They are all still there!"
"I can grieve now, but I want to get over it as soon as possible."
Juntian's pupils suddenly opened wide, and his eyes were firmer than ever before, like a burning torch. The grief and anger in his heart turned into fighting spirit, making his belief even firmer.
Juntian cherished his precious time and treated the old man as a disciple, eager to receive the inheritance.
Whether it's revenge or restoration of the ancestral court, the prerequisite for all of this is to have strength, canonization, or even canonization of gods. These are far from enough. In the future, you must become a legend, go to the canonization of the temple, and control the world!
The old man raised his hand and motioned for him to sit down.
Juntian sat cross-legged opposite the old man, looking at the old man attentively.
His pupils seemed to reflect the vortex of time and space, but this was not to trace anything, let alone Juntian's future.
Things at this level are definitely not something that Juntian can bear and wait and see. Once his mind is confused, unpredictable changes will occur, and he may also be targeted by powerful enemies standing in the future.
"boom!"
At this moment, the world seemed to have exploded, and the long river of time was reflected, conveying the sound of the creation of the world.
It's like an ancient universe is reopening, exuding unfathomable power. It's like the universe is restarting its quarter-hour clock, and a new cosmic era has begun!
"What is this place?"
Juntian appeared in a dark world, the silence was terrifying and there was no sound.
He raised his head and looked up at the sky. The sun, moon and stars were invisible. He lowered his head and scanned the surrounding areas. The land was barren, without any life or species.
It seems that there are only two living beings in the entire universe, Juntian and the old man. Even though they traveled all over the universe, they could not find even a single blade of grass.
Jun Tian was shocked, what kind of Taoism was the old man performing?
However, just as time passed in the blink of an eye, Juntian felt like the sky was shaking and the earth was shaking, and he felt that his breathing was extremely slow.
The picture that appeared in his eyes was full of shocking colors that were difficult to explain. It seemed that millions of years had passed with every breath he took, and extremely long years were lost!
There is still no change in the heaven and earth, only darkness and eternal silence coexist. As Juntian continues to breathe, the time passes bit by bit, like the quarter-hours of the universe being ticked one after another!
Time is ticking away. With the ticking of the quarter-hour in the universe, time seems to have accelerated hundreds of millions of times!
"Woooo..."
Suddenly, the wind picked up, it started to rain, and the gray world changed somewhat.
Soon, Juntian heard the sound of tsunamis, mountain collapse, waves crashing on the shore, and the roar of nature.
The world was changing at an absurd speed. The rain was getting heavier and heavier. It had been raining for millions of years. The mountains, rivers and land were swallowed up by the rain, forming a boundless sea with constant waves.
In the higher-lying areas, the barren land was moistened by rain and dew, and strange vegetation was born, but it was still desolate and primitive.
In a single thought, the sea turns into mulberry fields. This is an incredible manifestation of Taoism, as if tracing back to the most primitive and ancient origin of life.
The world has a new atmosphere, but there is still a corresponding lack of vitality. However, as the wheel of history turns, the darkness gradually dissipates, and the original star, the moon, appears in outer space, illuminating the earth.
It is unclear how much time passed during this period. Juntian was extremely lonely, and his body was covered with dust, forming a mountain.
At this moment, Juntian was awakened.
It was as if he was sitting in the endless deep sea and saw a rising sun rising slowly. It was the fire of life, the material from which all things originated, illuminating the entire world and bringing warmth to the whole world.
The season of revival of all things is coming, with the sound of spring thunder all things wake up!
"The Origin of Life."
Juntian stood up, and the mountain cracked. He looked like the first primitive man to be born.
Juntian felt the great resurgence of life, and this world was like a baby restless in its mother's womb, beginning to mature and take hold.
At this moment, the wave of new life ripples in every corner of the world, giving birth to life. Flowers and plants break through the ground, giving birth to all living beings. The mountains and fields are lush with vegetation, thriving and full of vitality.
Juntian watched these primitive beings. In the terrifying speed of time, they learned how to practice, studied scriptures, and began to fly into the sky and escape from the earth, traveling around the world.
But gradually, the earth was enveloped in the flames of war, with all the spirits fighting, fighting, fighting for territory, and snatching treasures, and it was chaos.
It lasted for a long time, until the life energy in the world reached its peak, nourishing strange objects, scriptures, and vast treasures. From then on, certain races quickly rose up with the help of these resources to dominate all parties and the world.
It has also entered an era of struggle for hegemony among all races.
This is like a history of the development of civilization. Juntian is like God watching all this, and like a passerby in this universe.
At this moment, he felt that the sun was becoming more and more intense and dazzling, as if billions of solar systems were burning!
Finally, it released the terrifying yang energy, roaring between heaven and earth, and the big world ushered in a new change. In this environment, the strong can grow better, and the whole world seems to be filled with immortal matter.
The atmosphere of the world has changed, the struggle for hegemony has begun again, survival of the fittest!
The once glorious ethnic groups fell in droves, and new forces seized the opportunity to rise up one after another. The forces of all parties were constantly changing, and the war never stopped.
There are also terrifying giants who have risen to rule the world, but in the ruthless years, they have been overthrown one after another, and the cruel struggle for hegemony has never stopped.
From this we can see that there is no eternal force in the world, and even the most terrifying race will fall one day.
Jun Tian was amazed. The Taoism performed by the old man was indescribable. It was different from the last time he performed the Ant Sutra. It felt like he was truly living in this world, watching the changes in the world and the changes in everything.
"Woooo..."
Suddenly, a cold wind suddenly hit the big world where Yang Qi was at its peak. Juntian felt an inexplicable chill in his heart. He felt that the sun in the sky seemed to have gone out, and it was a bit cold and desolate.
The world has become a little drowsy, the land is in a depression, dead leaves are fluttering, vegetation is withering, the evolution of racial civilization has reached a deadlock, and all ethnic groups are stuck in their ways.
Waiting for the late autumn season, the world has become a bit colder. Some overlords in this world are running rampant and their blood is overwhelming. They can't hold on. They are declining and life is withering.
Obviously, this world is no longer suitable for practice and has entered the Age of Ending Dharma.
Juntian's heart was shaken, and he looked at and pondered the Sutra of Origins. His eyes flashed with the order of the sutras, referencing the changes in this big world, and confirming his own path.
Time is passing by, and the earth is dead and silent, as if the universe has reached the end of the quarter-hour, and the death knell has sounded.
The colder wind is blowing!
Juntian's skin and bones were chilling. He felt that his life was dull, as if he had ushered in some kind of eternal silence. He couldn't help but lie down and die. This was more like a certain fate, just like mortals have birth, old age, illness, death, and childhood.
The journey of youth, middle age and old age!
Even in strong existence, we must also be weak!
They say you can go against nature, but how can you go against nature in a declining universe?
All living beings are lives nurtured by the universe and will wither as the universe progresses.
"Is this the reason why the old immortals fell asleep early? The Age of Dharma Ending has arrived, the universe has declined, the seasons are changing, and the entire universe is no longer suitable for survival!"
Juntian's hair stood on end. This was an extremely cruel reality. It was like a terrible harvest. All creatures in the universe withered. Finally, after reincarnation, a new civilization began again?
He suddenly felt a certain despair. What was the point of practicing Taoism?
"No!"
Jun Tian shouted in his heart that the meaning of the existence of hibernators can be imagined. They can survive the cruel winter and wait for the next reincarnation to start walking out of the hibernation zone and start a new origin.
However, Juntian still felt the terrible and cruel truth. The heaven and the earth are unkind and treat all living things as stupid dogs. The saints are unkind and treat the common people as stupid dogs.
Is the change of seasons a law of the universe, or is there some complicated reason hidden behind it? Can the strong be unable to escape from the laws of the universe?
At this moment, Juntian heard the desperate cry of all the spirits in the sky. A great disaster was approaching. All ethnic groups closed the mountains and accumulated firewood to prepare for the winter.
The cold winter season is finally approaching, with heavy snow covering the sky, gray fog filling the air, thousands of miles of rivers turning into glaciers, the ancient world gradually turning into vast frozen soil, and powerful creatures falling to their deaths one after another.
In this world, even the most terrifying and invincible beings can only hibernate in caves and shiver. They rely on the strong Yang Qi in their bodies to keep warm, but they are unable to fight for it. In the end, they bow their heads and sigh.
Until the end, the cosmic frost crashed down!
The world has lost its voice, all worlds are eternally silent, and everything has turned into frost.
Only the huge wind and snow were blowing and whining, turning into a prelude to death to see them off.
It's like a complete cosmic reincarnation!
The history of cosmic civilization was deduced in one day. From its origin, glory, decline, and end, time seemed to have passed hundreds of millions of years quietly.