This is a bizarre space, with colorful streams of light constantly passing by, representing time, space, destiny, and the great road.
Meng Chuan stood in front of Hong Yi, standing with his hands behind his hands, his whole person exuding an aura of loneliness.
"Hong Yi."
"The disciple is here."
Meng Chuan heard Hong Yi's self-promotion and shook his head, "I haven't accepted you as my disciple, and you don't need me to accept you as my disciple in this world."
"Your future is destined to be glorious."
Meng Chuan is not someone who just accepts a protagonist as his disciple when he sees a protagonist who is destined to take off in the future.
This time I am willing to teach Hong Yi, for no other reason than because of Bibi Dong’s words.
Otherwise, giving Hong Yi a chance would be the limit.
"But now, only seniors are still willing to teach me." Hong Yi said very stubbornly, or it should be said that he is very smart.
The future is the future, who can say for sure, the present is real!
Meng Chuan shook his head. No matter what Hong Yi thought, he said slowly:
"This is a small world that I have opened up. Here, no matter how time passes and the years change, the outside world will only pass for a moment, and your body will also freeze in the state it was in the outside world."
"This is the realm of eternity in an instant."
Meng Chuan's voice rang in Hong Yi's heart, and Hong Yi was deeply shocked. Is there anyone in this world who can play with time?
"Senior is so powerful! Control time and play with years!" Hong Yi immediately praised.
"You don't have to flatter me." Meng Chuan shook his head, "I don't want to do that."
"I know your past clearly. Time is no barrier to me. Standing in the present, I can see the beginning of the world and step into the past."
Hong Yi was a little embarrassed at first. Now he could only use words to flatter him, but he didn't expect that this senior would not accept this trick.
Also, these senior masters must be upright and upright, looking down at the world and watching the vicissitudes of life and the changes in the world. How can they like to listen to other people's flattery?
After hearing what Meng Chuan said, Hong Yi was deeply horrified. What kind of method is this? Can he go back to the past?
"Senior, can you save the people who died in the past?" Hong Yi suddenly became excited.
"Saving people in the past time and space was as difficult as climbing to the sky."
Meng Chuan shook his head, that is something that can only be done by the real other side.
Hong Yi's face darkened. He had held out hope just now that he could save his mother in the past, but now it seems that he was too naive.
"However, if you can satisfy me, I can resurrect your mother."
Meng Chuan said calmly.
"Ah!" Hong Yi exclaimed, his face became excited, "Senior, didn't you say that?"
"Resurrection is different from rescuing people in the past time and space." Meng Chuan didn't say much. Everyone who understands this kind of thing understands it, but it's useless to talk about it to those who don't.
Hong Yi is still a novice in cultivation. Before today, the most he could understand about masters was at the martial saint level of Hong Xuanji, and he couldn't understand anything else.
"How should I satisfy my senior?" Hong Yi asked excitedly. For more than ten years, the only person he cherished was his mother.
"I will give you a task. If you can complete it, I will come to find you and resurrect your mother, Meng Bingyun."
Meng Chuan set a goal for Hong Yi. He decided to change Hong Yi and give him one more goal.
At this age, Hong Yi is still very malleable. The people and things he encounters now will have a great impact on his future.
If Meng Chuan met Hong Yi in the middle and late stages, it would be too difficult to change him unless physical means were used.
At this time, Hong Yi was exactly the talent Meng Chuan needed.
"Senior, please give me your instructions!" Hong Yi's voice was firm. As a young man, his biggest dream was to get his mother the title of "Madam" and enter the Hong family ancestral hall.
Now that I heard that my mother could be resurrected, I was naturally very motivated.
Meng Chuan listened to Hong Yi's voice and felt the belief in it, feeling very satisfied in his heart.
Young people are easy to fool.
"That goal is not something you can accomplish now." Meng Chuan's voice was gentle, like a breeze, soothing Hong Yi's inner restlessness.
"Senior, please teach me." Hong Yi knew that Meng Chuan was right, so he saluted and said.
"I don't want to give you treasures, nor will I give you inheritance." Meng Chuan said: "My cultivation is different from yours."
This was of course meant for Hong Yi. The inheritance of the Yang Gods and Shattering Vacuums in the place of origin had all been written down by Meng Chuan.
However, what Meng Chuan wanted to teach Hong Yi was not those things.
Hong Yi was not impatient and waited quietly for Meng Chuan to speak. If a senior like him could teach him anything, he would benefit from it for the rest of his life.
"What I want to teach you is a concept, an idea. It can be very powerful, but it can also be useless."
"Teacher, please teach me!" Hong Yi said in a deep voice, quietly changing his title.
Meng Chuan did not correct his name, but asked seriously: "However, although I don't want to give you the exercises, I still want to ask you."
"Do you really want to learn philosophy?"
"If you want to learn the cultivation method but don't want to learn the concept, I can also teach you. It is the method of Yang Shen, the power of smashing. If you master it, you will be able to control the invincible hands in the sky and on the earth."
"And what I want to teach you may not be of any help to you now."
"Everyone should have the right to choose, and I give you the right to choose."
"This is your only chance to make a choice in front of me at this time."
Hong Yi fell silent. Meng Chuan couldn't see his appearance, but he could guess that he was struggling.
This temptation is a little too great, and this choice is a little difficult to make.
"call."
Meng Chuan heard the sound of deep exhalation in his ears. When Hong Yi spoke, his voice turned out to be hoarse and tired.
"Disciples are willing to learn concepts."
"No regrets?" Meng Chuan's voice did not waver. He was not surprised by Hong Yi's choice.
"No regrets!"
"You really don't regret it?"
"Teacher, please stop asking. If you ask again, I will really regret it."
Meng Chuan was startled. He didn't expect that this kid like you is quite humorous?
Hong Yi is struggling, Yang Shen! He has heard many anecdotes about cultivation from the little fox these days.
Know that Yang Shen is the highest existence and only exists in legends.
At this time, there is an opportunity to directly connect to Yangshen. How can I not be tempted?
But this senior who can easily step into time and play with time obviously wants to pass on his so-called ideas.
Hong Yi didn't know who was better between Yang Shen and this senior, but his intuition told him that if he missed this opportunity, it might be for the rest of his life.
"Since you are so persistent, then I will teach you."
Several books appeared in Meng Chuan's hand and handed them to Hong Yi.
"These are the essence of the thoughts of previous sages. Keep them and study them carefully in the future."
"Teacher, are these a few books missing?" Hong Yi looked at the two or three books in Meng Chuan's hand, feeling a little confused.
With his level of intelligence, who can read such a small amount of books?
Meng Chuan smiled, "This is just the basics. After you understand these, you can turn around and take a look."
Hong Yi turned around as he was told and was immediately shocked. There was a sea of books behind him!
A real sea of books!
"Books are the ladder for our progress. Read more, learn more, and think more."
"Whenever you finish reading the books here, you can do the goal I set for you."
Hong Yi looked at the sea of books, and he even discovered that there were still books falling from the unknown void in the distance.
In other words, this sea of books is increasing all the time!
"Teacher, can I finish reading these books before I die of old age?"
Hong Yi's eyes were dull. He also liked reading, but this amount frightened him.
"So, this is the function of the momentary eternal world."
Meng Chuan smiled and said: "In the eternal world of an instant, you have no way to practice, you can only read books."
"What I want to teach you is in this sea of books."
When Hong Yi thought about the role of the eternal world in this moment, the exclamation just now disappeared, and some of it was just a pain in the balls.
"Don't worry." Meng Chuan reached out and patted Hong Yi on the shoulder, "Since you call me teacher, I will naturally treat you with care."
"No one in the world knows that I have nothing to say to my descendants!"
"Everyone who listens to this should give a thumbs up!"
"I will never harm my descendants!"
After hearing this, Hong Yi was slightly comforted. He thought from a different perspective. If he had read so many books, how much truth would he understand?
"Also, in the outside world, you have your own fate. When your cultivation level is high, your reading speed will naturally increase."
"Teacher, I will work hard." Hong Yi nodded with difficulty. In that unknown place, there were books falling crazily, like a waterfall...
Hong Yi looked at Meng Chuan with a smile on his face, then turned to look at the waterfall, and couldn't help but feel his scalp numb.