The first thousand two hundred and eighty chapters figure
"frequency?"
"Yes, the pattern of occurrence." Chu Cheng nodded.
"Rule!" Taoist Master Lingbao was enlightened by the words and instantly understood something.
"Junior brother remembers that in the past twenty years, the Communist Party has encountered thirty-six waves of black currents. In the first fifteen years, it was not eleven times, but in the last five years, the number of these black currents has increased significantly.
." Taoist Master Lingbao continued to speak.
"Senior brother, what you mean is that the closer you get to this unknown concentration point, the closer you are to the source?"
Chu Cheng nodded and said: "Yes, the closer to the source, the more unknown things appear. What we are looking for is an area where unknown things happen all the time. All the time,
It’s every moment, every moment, without pause.”
"How can there be such a place in the sky? There is no end to the unknown. Who in this world can reach that place?" Taoist Master Lingbao was also a little shocked when he heard this.
"It is precisely because no one has reached that place that the creation still exists today. Otherwise, how could it be left to you and me?"
Chu Cheng continued to rush forward and said: "Don't be distracted, you just need to follow me."
At this moment, there was a sudden shock in the distance. A violent aura swept towards this direction.
There was a shock wave, and in an instant, a painful feeling came in the minds of Chu Cheng and Lingbao Taoist Master.
It is impossible to know what happened to the two of them. Chu Cheng's originally absolutely calm face now showed an expression of extreme pain.
Taoist Master Lingbao's mood was extremely unstable, and the strong fluctuations of his thoughts spread to all directions, even affecting Chu Cheng.
The strong fluctuations of thoughts instantly overwhelmed Chu Cheng's mind, and countless touching images continued to pour into his mind.
"What on earth is it! Is it unknown?"
Chu Cheng was covered in cold sweat and had blue veins on his head. All this happened in a very short time, and it happened so fast that no one had time to react.
He raised his head and saw countless ripples rising in the void.
The countless ripples form a picture.
There, the fighting was endless, the monks kept fighting, and the fighting continued. On the desolate land, a man in gray clothes stood with his hands behind his back, standing proudly between heaven and earth. Under his feet, countless bones were piled up.
Facing the mountain of bones, the man showed a satisfied smile. Even the red blood of the world couldn't hide his amazement.
"I am guarding Master's will. The earth behind me, the sky above me, as well as all the heavens, worlds, and all races must follow me to complete this will and this mission!"
"Anyone who disobeys can only be wiped out with one punch from me!"
As soon as the scene passed, the world between heaven and earth was initially in chaos. There was a man standing in the void, where there were ruins. And there were people trapped in this space.
There, countless black currents surged. Some people were motionless.
The figure of this person is blurry, looking up at the sky. He seems to be calm and clear, and even this black current will be swept away in all directions.
Is he raising his head and questioning the sky?
Chu Cheng closed his eyes, and this figure also closed his eyes. It was as if he had become that person.
In front of me is an endless abyss. There is an instruction dragging in my ears, and the sound echoes in my ears.
He opened his eyes, but the surroundings were still dark. For many years, he had been carrying his prayers alone.
How many years has he been lonely, wandering, walking between heaven and earth?
No matter how far the sky is, it is only under his step.
He is walking, as if every step is an era. Everything in the world is changing. Clarity emerges from the chaos, and one finger touches the world.
Here, the morning sun and sunset pass through the fingers, the waves and the fine sand, and all things change, just in an instant.
"I ask, who determined this calamity?"
With a long sigh, Chu Cheng heard himself speaking. What Taoist Master Lingbao heard and saw was his senior brother speaking to himself at this time.
"These long and depressing years seem to be destined to be formed at that moment. But, how can I be willing to accept that this life will end?"
"If someone dominates my life in this life, then I can only say sorry. I will hold my head high and my chest high, stand vigorously in this world, bear this fate, bear this end, and end this end!"
It was still pitch black. In this darkness, countless galaxies appeared. Finally, the man stepped across a star and stood in a meteorite.
The figure's gaze fell on a ruin that had existed for countless thousands of years.
There was silence in all directions, and everything was silent. But at this moment, this figure seemed to hear a voice coming from the ruins.
This is a question to ask yourself.
Someone asked lightly: "What is Sendai?"
Upon hearing this, the figure's dull eyes suddenly shone brightly.
"Gather the strengths of hundreds of schools, seize the best of them, and return them to the Immortal Platform."
Just for an instant, in the ruins, on the stone wall on the continuous path, names appeared one after another, and hundreds of statues floated with starlight, returning to
one place.
Then, there was a proud spring breeze, which melted the ice and snow, and the mood of spring was everywhere.
As soon as he finished speaking, the ruins disappeared. In an instant, the surroundings of this figure changed again.
Like clouds in spring, with thin smoke and light, the long and short shadows of green trees are reflected on the river. As the sun sets, a child pushes away the boat. The next moment, the spring water of the river, a green color, seems to have poured onto the bow of the boat.
The child saw the shadow on the river rippled by the wind, and couldn't help but curiously asked: "Who are you?"
There was another long sound.
"Wu Daoping is a domineering name."
"Today, I will teach you the supreme art of martial arts. By using martial arts to enter the Tao, everyone will follow the Tao, and using martial arts to create peace!"
At that moment, the wind blew away this storm. Everything was falling into pieces.
Another moment.
This figure stood on the top of the sky, looking at a man with hair as white as snow and blood-stained robes.
Behind this man, stood a man in Tsing Yi with an extremely pale face.
The long river of heaven and earth, and countless dragons rise across the sky.
The galactic storm rises, and an invisible and extremely terrifying force fills the place with destruction.
In the wind, the flesh and blood of the two figures instantly condensed into stone sculptures under the force. They shattered into pieces under a bolt of thunder.
"A fate is shallow, and a person lives forever. In the end, those close to him will still die. Only one person is left alone, with a sad memory. This ending is the best ending."
"It's just that I'm still unwilling to accept it. No one can compare with that person who doesn't know whether he exists or not."
The figure took another step. This step brought him to a mountain.
When Chu Cheng saw that mountain, his heart suddenly became filled with turmoil.
It was a huge mountain one hundred thousand feet high, reaching straight into the stars, and the white clouds could not cover it all.
There, fruit trees swayed and lovers hugged each other.
"What is love? It's just a cloud of the past."
The figure suddenly turned around slowly and looked up at the sky again. The blue sky and white clouds were vast and boundless.
At this moment, Chu Cheng's mind roared.
"Chu Cheng... is qualified to get out of this trapped place. Then, I will wait for you at Dilin Temple to fight for the top of the world!"