Chapter 25 The Greatest Opportunity in the Extraordinary World
"Xiu'er?" Wang Xuan immediately sensed that it was the holy aftertaste left by Hong Xiu.
He couldn't believe it. After they returned from the Beast King's expedition, Hongxiu said goodbye not long after they got together.
She disappeared completely, her figure was nowhere to be seen in the entire extraordinary center, and her whereabouts were unknown.
Although they were acquaintances and had a close relationship, Wang Xuan hid immediately and hid deep in the mist.
Because Jian Dan’s spiritual aftertaste does not contain much information.
Red Sleeves was summoning all the saints, and he did not go alone. Some of the old guys restrained him and did not leave in the end.
"Hiding in the old center?" Wang Xuan looked solemn.
What do they want to do? Is there a secret or some kind of truth involved? No, are all the people waiting for them not dead and returning to the old center? What are they brewing next?
Wang Xuan couldn't help but think about it. Too many people were lost back then. Not all of them were necessarily dead. It was impossible that all the old scriptures from the Saints to the center of Jedi were dead? It could only be said that they were hidden too deeply.
He was supposed to be quiet and stay still in the fog, and began to pretend to be dead.
28 years ago, when he was drifting across the sea in the deep space of the real world, he felt that all the mythical universes were extinguished and the whole world was silent. A person was too lonely and bored. He once shouted for silver hair, gods, giant beasts, etc.
The Holy Spirit comes out to fight.
Now, the true saint may have appeared. Wang Xuan admitted that the reality is cruel and he should keep his head down.
The moment is as quiet and beautiful as falling flowers.
Huh? There is nothing else. After shouting like that, there is no follow-up. It is just a spiritual aftertaste?
Was the red-sleeved voice message he encountered left behind a long time ago? Wang Xuan waited for most of the day but there was no movement, so he began to explore nearby.
Then he saw another causal thread, which asked him to search for it. Then, he began to search carefully in the highest spiritual world, and found more than a dozen of them, all at the so-called must-pass intersections in the past. He was a little confused, but it was not out of date.
Fishing guy.
Then, he reappeared as the eternal black cauldron and approached one. It broke with a snap. Not long after, Hongxiu's voice sounded again, "Everyone, let's go, it's time for us to set off."
Wang Xuan was a little confused at this time. Where were those people going? The cause and effect line was left by Hongxiu and the others to transmit messages to the returning saint.
Then, there is no more.
Wang Xuan came back late. This happened many years ago. That group of people had already set off. Where are they going? What on earth are these old guys fussing about...
He did not try to break the causal thread again for fear that there would be latecomers returning and delaying their reception of the news.
Wang Xuan's body was wandering in the fog in this highest spiritual world that had been extremely magnificent and glorious in the past. It was a pity to wander secretly.
Other centers have a minimum period of five thousand years, but here it is less than two thousand years.
The entire highest spiritual world is still splendid, far beyond any place he has traveled along the way.
It seems to be proving that it is still the center of the universe, but it is too quiet here, there is nothing, it is empty.
Wang Xuan wanders here alone, like a lonely ghost.
"The beauty of the spiritual world remains the same as before. It is not unreasonable that this place was chosen." Wang Xuan sighed.
He has plenty of time to wander around here, mainly because he is the real wife of the highest spiritual world. Even if he is a stranger, it is difficult to visit the boat in his body. He just looks for the most famous places in the past and wants to discover what remains.
Some clues, but unfortunately he was disappointed and couldn't find anything.
"Xiu'er!" Wang Xuan started shouting half a year later. There was no surprise, and there was dead silence.
The mental aftertaste left behind did not respond to him.
"Alas!" He sighed softly, coming from the highest spiritual world.
Instantly, he felt something was wrong and quickly raised his head. There was no dark umbrella covering the sky.
The extraordinary has indeed faded in the current sea of stars, but the dark umbrella has not yet expanded to the old center.
Wang Xuan grinned, both brilliantly and bitterly. He had outpaced the expansion speed of the Umbrella of Eternal Silence. Is it so outrageous?
Obviously, the Umbrella of Eternal Silence is a phenomenon that has gradually expanded, perhaps even one after another, and has not yet reached this place.
It can only be said that the source of myth No. 1 is too far away this time.
Throughout the ages, whether it is the revival of myths or their eternal silence, they have continued to expand and radiate into the distance based on the six sources.
If Silver-haired Willow's analysis of the content from the golden inscription is correct, and there are 6 sources, do they correspond to 6 big umbrellas?
Wang Xuan thought about it, the universe has revived many times, and there are many other universes that also light up from time to time. They may not all be radiated from the mythical source No. 1. Some extraordinary eras may also involve No. 2 and No. 3, etc.
That is to say, he crossed over into Source No. 1 back then. If in another era, he might have entered Source No. 2 and Source No. 3.
However, these are all his guesses, and they may not be accurate. According to the records on the metal inscriptions dug out from hell, the six extraordinary historical hearts have their own trajectories and have their own spheres of influence, making it difficult for them to meet each other.
It had not been many years since the Huifan Factor in the old center had completely dissipated. Wang Xuan stood in the star and sensed it carefully, feeling a little lost.
He knew that as the former central universe, there must be some differences, and the fading of the extraordinary would be slower.
But he didn't expect that it would last so long. Wang Xuan descended on a famous mythical planet in the past and felt it carefully.
Exploring the memories of the people involved, I quickly discovered that it was 17 years ago when the lingering aftertaste of the myth finally dissipated.
He couldn't help but be surprised. When the mythology migrated too far, the transcendence began to collapse in a way of collapse. However, it lasted for more than a hundred years and persisted for so long without being completely exhausted. This was far more than the mother universe had before.
It only ended completely 17 years ago, which means that a group of people who know how to take care of themselves and keep them intact, such as the Liexian extraordinary creatures, have only recently begun to behave like mortals, and as the years of life gradually pass, they slowly age.
Compared with the parent universe, this is an easy conclusion to draw.
The group of gods and demons who have lived longest in his homeland have decayed from the supernatural. Calculated from the year of sunset, they have been supporting for about 160 years since then.
Wang Xuan stepped forward, and all the immortals in the mother universe were almost dead, so he couldn't help but sigh every time he thought about it, truly sending off a generation.
"So there are quite a number of extraordinary beings who can maintain their youthful state forever. The last vitality of the myth was dissipated 17 years ago, and some people can live for more than a hundred years." Yuxuan said to himself, this is the strength of the central universe, even if
The Wind Phoenix's hair loss is also stronger than the others, allowing the Fierce Immortals inside to adapt faster.
It also means that he may see some familiar faces. However, after thinking about it, he doesn't have any old friendship left behind.
Furthermore, this time he didn't want to involve the experience he had sent away a generation, and he didn't want to experience it a second time.
Wang Xuan only came here for the unprecedented opportunity, and once he got it, he traveled far away.
However, now he has a new direction. After getting good fortune, he will study the whereabouts of Hongxiu and others to see if the mobile phone is involved...
After all, the Red God was treated as his own daughter by the mobile phone. Wang Xuan was in a good mood, with some ups and downs and became slightly excited.
Originally, Mythology of All Realms was silent, but now I see a group of people who are restless and still struggling.
In the stillness of the night, not only me but also a group of saints can't sleep because they are so energetic. It's interesting.
Then, Wang Xuan entered the mist and came to the boat. He looked at the withered yellow paper on the coffee table and said, "Come back here, shouldn't it be time for you to move?"
If it were just a true Bible, it wouldn't mean that much to him.
After all, he, Hong Xiu, Mao Lupo and others went to the core of mythology to sit cross-legged on the sacred flower and participate in the gods' intercourse, and even went to ancient times to meet with the Beast King. Throughout the process, he obtained many divine scriptures.
He also got the Beast King's supreme scripture "The Beast King Sutra", and Mamoru also gave him a 6-level sutra of the same level.
Wang Xuan no longer needs to worry about the true scriptures. What can really attract him back is the essence of this extraordinary civilization accumulated in one era, the unquenchable fire in the embers, that is what he wants most.
Dai Daozhi is the carrier of the "True Sutra". Wang Xuan found it from the mother universe. Every time the myths decay and the era comes to an end, it will appear to carry the truly immortal essence of the entire civilization. Wang Xuan
Xuan believes that this page should be able to play a greater role in the extraordinary center.
The immortal essence of starch that has been accumulated in the past will be so amazing. For Wang Xuan, this is more important and more precious than any other classics. It can be called the greatest opportunity.
In the past, Demon Saint Mei Yukong never forgot about this dead paper. Unfortunately, it only lasted for a short time. The paper appeared when the myth came to an end and disappeared in a hurry.
If Wang Xuan had not taken the withered and yellow paper away and stored it in the world behind the land of fate, this withered and yellow paper would have disappeared long ago.
What's more embarrassing is that now it is on a small boat in the fog.
"The mythical world has come to an end again. It's time for you to wake up." Wang Xuan opened his mouth and started to disperse the fog that only he could see. This was not to withdraw from the realm of Lubo, otherwise the boat would disappear. It was to use means.
, it was his first time to split the thick fog like this.
Sure enough, in the lake deep in the fog, after the boat was gradually exposed, the yellow paper made a splash, and then it floated up. Wang Xuan, with his quick hands and eyes, caught it as it approached the edge.
Wang Xuan smiled and invited to travel through the heavens, through the endless deep space, and through many decayed universes. For so many years, he had not had this kind of smile like a flower blooming in the morning glow, a true joy from the heart.
"Haha..." He laughed.
Because the one who handed out the yellow paper reacted even more outside of the fog, it vibrated and tried to escape.
As a foreigner, he felt the force was very strong, and the paper was very urgent and could not be moved immediately.
On the surface, it has already begun to absorb some of the remaining true meaning and Taoism, and it flows out of mist.
"It seems that I traveled across the ocean and traveled such a long way, and it was not wrong to choose to return. This is the central earth realm, which is far brighter and more magnificent than the civilization of the mother universe. This is the body worn by the No. 1 source of divine fitness in the center of all worlds.
, for the first time in history, the essence of immortality will be accumulated. I’m looking forward to it.”
Wang Xuan's joy was reflected when he was with Zhao Qinghan when he was young, and when he met immortals such as Fang Yuzhu, Lao Zhang, Jian Xianzi and others.
It has been many years since I have shown my true nature like this. It is more brilliant than a single flower bud in the morning light. Naturally, there are ten or hundreds of sauvignon blossoms blooming at the same time.
The corners of Wang Xuan's eyes, eyebrows, and even every hair strand were shining, and every inch of his skin seemed to be smiling.
"Low-key!" He put away his bright and spring-like expression and flew up into the sky in the direction of the shaking of the withered yellow paper. He broke away from the mythical universe at his feet and entered the sea of stars. He followed the direction of the paper and flew there.
As for letting go, it was impossible. Wang Xuan wanted to hide in the mist, but found that the activity of the paper suddenly dropped, as if it had been sealed and no longer vibrated.
He had no choice but to reveal his true identity and carry the paper across the country.
He thought for a while, even in the abandoned myth, he should be more reserved and low-key.
He adjusted himself to look like a true immortal, but reality made too many jokes on him.
He then adjusted and not far out, he was bombarded by a battleship.
"Are you sick? Do you want to die?" Wang Xuan held a ball of energy light in his hand, which quickly dimmed and disintegrated at his fingertips. This was the beam of light that he had grasped in his hand when he was attacked by the battleship just now.
Although it looked like a weak firefly in his hand, it was actually enough to annihilate the stars.
"The ignorant are fearless, or is it that the water in the abandoned old extraordinary center is a little deeper than I imagined?" While Wang Xuan was muttering to himself, the four warships in the extremely remote area were all imprisoned, and were controlled by his spiritual power.
The confinement pulled me over.
"I have some knowledge. I smell a familiar smell somewhere." Where Wang Xuan looked, a warship hundreds of miles long began to collapse and break into pieces.