Shizu is one of the three, and one of the ten ancestors. Of course, he is also one of the ten thrones.
The Demon Ancestor knows both the wheel and the state of the Ancestor of Time, yet he dares to plot such a big plan, which proves that he has a certain degree of confidence in dealing with the Ancestor of Time's remaining hatred and so on.
Even if the latter suddenly returns to his ancestors, he can exert the power of his heyday in a short period of time.
The Eight Masters know that their biggest opponents at present are Hua Changdeng and the Three Ancestors, including the Demon Ancestor, who are watching covetously outside the cracks in the time realm.
One against three?
Although at the moment, it seems that his realm is different from that of many ancestor gods.
What if the eight deities are proficient in the mysteries of sword-playing and succeed in becoming gods and ancestors?
In terms of its positive combat effectiveness, it is unlikely that it will be able to compete with Di Nuo under the influence of time, fame, and demons.
Xu Xiaoshou chose to believe in the Eight Masters!
After reaching this point, he found that the ten thrones still had gold content.
All the ancestors and gods in the heavens are on the decline, such as the Eight Masters, Kui Lei Han, gods, etc., but they can still hold their heads high and keep going forward in the face of difficulties.
"Why should I be afraid?"
The third door is right in front of you.
Turning around and leaving like this would be too much of a price drop.
And when I think about it in the future, I'm afraid I won't regret it to the point of beating my chest.
Even if there is the influence of Shi and Nuo in it, so much time has passed, can the residual influence of the second ancestor and the power of guidance still control me?
And if one's self-will is so unstable and so easily influenced, why did Shizu choose himself to reverse Mingzu's destiny?
Then again, all of the above are conjectures based on the worst-case development situation.
The situation itself does not seem to have gone to such an extreme level.
"If nothing else, Ruo Shi, Nuo wants to make arrangements for me."
"In the world behind the first door, why did Shizu give me the source of time and space again so that I could know all this in advance?"
Standing in a chaotic world, Xu Xiaoshou's thoughts became clearer.
In a daze, he heard the encouragement from the three people in Gujin Wangyou Tower when he decided to enlighten himself.
"You can do it."
Mr. Mito is very simple and encouraging.
"Don't worry, I'll watch."
The Eight Deities know how to be calm and calm from beginning to end.
"Face the time."
At that time, Kong Yuhen's words sounded ambiguous, but now they seem to have more meaning.
face……
Xu Xiaoshou murmured silently, looking up at the door not far away.
Finally, he stepped forward and pushed it away, calmly entering the world behind the door.
The more ancestor gods you experience, the more calm you become.
At this moment, he no longer placed himself in a low position, but began to think about problems from the same height. He also developed a calm demeanor like the ancestors of the gods when planning everything.
"Now that it's here, let's make peace with it."
There is no easy way, everything has to be tempered.
…
"Buzz!"
The dizzy and uncomfortable feeling gradually disappeared, and the vision returned little by little, a very familiar process.
Xu Xiaoshou calmed down and waited quietly.
Not long after, he saw a psychedelic, colorful scene in front of him, hazy intertwined with white smoke, black mist, and gray atmosphere. He could not tell whether it was a mountain, a sea, or any other landform.
Perhaps, there is no concept of "earth" and "sky", and this is a primitive world that is not even chaos?
"Wow!"
There was the sound of rushing water behind me.
It was very familiar. When Xu Xiaoshou heard it, he knew it was the sound of the river of time.
He came because of time, and the problems must be solved because of time.
"Turn around and I can get the answer!"
Feeling determined in his heart, Xu Xiaoshou wanted to turn back, but it was extremely difficult.
Every part of his body, every muscle, from the outside to the inside, together with his soul and will, seemed to be tightly imprisoned by some force, imprisoned in place.
He can only turn his back on the long river of time.
He couldn't turn around at all.
"Get over here!"
I howled hard in my heart.
Always when you are like this, your will will begin to change the picture, and everything will obey your own will.
At least, he could always do this the first two times he was exposed to the white smoke scene and the catastrophe scene.
This time, Xu Xiaoshou had no way to save himself.
He tried his best, but he couldn't turn his body or even his head.
"Wow!"
The sound of the water was surging, as if it was behind you and a big wave was about to swallow you up.
It also seems to be thousands of miles away from me, pouring from the Milky Way, and will eventually submerge and destroy everything in a short time.
Unknown, nervous, anxious...
Because he couldn't see, Xu Xiaoshou had countless fantasies in his mind.
As time went by, the sound of water in the river became more urgent, and the more he could not calm down. In the end, he gritted his teeth and his whole body was so tense that veins popped out, but he could not turn back.
"go back!"
"I want to go back!"
The world behind the third door is too weird. Maybe this is the method of Nuozu and Shizu.
Xu Xiaoshou immediately wanted to quit, but he couldn't even do this. He was eternally imprisoned in the world behind the door, facing time forever.
"Face the time!"
In my mind, the voice of Kong Yuhen appeared.
Only at this moment did Xu Xiaoshou understand what this sentence was really saying.
"Go back to me..."
He tried his best, but still couldn't save himself.
Suddenly, he remembered the world behind the first door again.
There was also the sound of rushing water, and the river of time could not be seen. Shi Zukong Yu regretted that his back was turned to him from beginning to end. It seemed that there were some moments when he wanted to look back, but he did not look back.
Do you not want to look back, or are you unable to do so?
Shizu, is he also trapped?
"call!"
Xu Xiaoshou took a deep breath and laughed softly.
He began to fight with skill, trying to grind it out little by little, allowing himself to turn slightly sideways to see the long river of time behind him.
An hour passed and he didn't move.
Two hours passed and he still didn't move.
In this way, after being trapped here for a day, Xu Xiaoshou felt a little dry, and he didn't move from beginning to end.
"Grass!"
Xu Xiaoshou's mentality was slightly unbalanced.
Soon, he calmed down again, but it was just a prisoner.
At that time, in the world behind the first door, Shi Zukong Yuhen's head moved slightly sideways, which proved that as long as he persevered, he could turn around.
only……
"It takes time!"
Xu Xiaoshou had no idea how long this time was.
He is anxious about the eight acquaintances of the ancient and modern Wangyou Tower, so he may have to wait for him for a while, and he is also anxious about the situation in the Holy God Continent. He will not wait until he leaves to see that the Third Patriarch has achieved success, right?
"I'm too anxious to eat hot tofu."
Xu Xiaoshou comforted himself, put aside everything in the outside world, and devoted himself to "turning around."
One day has passed...
Two days have passed...
A week has passed...
January has passed...
"Grass!"
Xu Xiaoshou lost control again.
His eyes were about to burst, but unfortunately he still couldn't turn around, and he couldn't even move his skin and flesh. It was too painful.
"Hua Chang Deng..."
"The Demon Ancestor, the Medicine Ancestor, the Evil One..."
One after another, the demons bared their teeth and claws, turning into mountains after mountains, pressing heavily on their shoulders.
There is still the sound of water rushing behind you, but what it is is completely invisible - is it really a long river of time?
Maybe it's a ghost.
Maybe a ghost is riding on my neck.
Maybe they, they, grabbed me from behind and didn't want to let me go back.
"call!"
Xu Xiaoshou took a deep breath again and immediately closed his eyes.
His consciousness returned to himself on the hospital bed in his previous life, and he laughed out loud again.
"At least, I can resist for three years."
Three years have passed...
Five years have passed...
Ten years have passed...
When Xu Xiaoshou felt that he had let go, his spirit violently rioted again, and the dust-laden anxiety poured out like water from a broken dam.
It turns out that I have never given up.
"Don't let me know who it is, otherwise I will kill him!"
Xu Xiaoshou roared at the top of his lungs, and after finishing his sentence, he laughed slightly sickly.
Maybe I can't go back.
He did not give up, and was still trying to turn around little by little, but he was no longer limited to just trying to turn around.
He listened to the sound of rushing water behind him and began to rehearse the naming sword technique in his mind. Time waits for no one, and he has to practice Taoism.
Only Dao Cheng can break this situation!
"A good name is like water..."
Water is good for all things and does not fight for it, and people do not fight for it, so there is nothing wrong with it.
Going with the flow may be the only thing you can do at the moment.
In the difficult situation, he began to practice his name and sword.
He listened to the sound of water, heard the waves, floods, and tides, and heard the surge in his heart.
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One hundred years have passed.
The water of the long river behind me seems to have passed the flood season and returned to the sound of Dingdong Spring. It is a river, a stream, and my own peace.
Two hundred years have passed.
Xu Xiaoshou felt that he had finished cultivating the above names and there was nothing more he could do.
His attention returned to "turning around". At this moment, although he kept insisting, his body did not move at all.
"I will be lost..."
When I realize that I will be like the ancestor of time, like the empty regret, lost in the predicament of turning my back on the long river of time.
At a certain moment, whether it was an illusion or persistence, Xu Xiaoshou felt his eyelids twitch.
"Moving?!"
He was ecstatic and calm again.
This is the first movement in more than two hundred years. Even if this is true, the outside world should have changed and the situation has changed drastically.
After all, my past self only debuted for a year and a half.
The Eight Masters know that from glory to decline, no matter how hard they are about to pay, it only takes thirty or fifty years.
As far as the Ancestral God is concerned, there are too many variables that can occur in two hundred years!
"Inaction."
"And do anything."
Xu Xiaoshou couldn't let himself continue to think wildly.
He continued to practice Taoism, listening to the sound of water starting to ripple behind him again, he chuckled and sealed away his past self.
He will not be lost.
He stands firm in himself.
If this is a dilemma, it is time for Nuo to join forces, and following the trend is the only way to break the situation.
He will hone himself and his will here until one day, he may turn around, or he may become a god and ancestor, defeat the invisible enemy, and defeat himself.
By then, he may have forgotten the past, the present, and himself, but as long as the sealed memory is opened, he believes that he will still remember the "purpose" at that time:
He wants to go out.
He wants to leave Gujin Wangyou Tower.
He wants to go back to find the Eight Masters and help him, even if he has to travel back through the long river of time.
"Justice may be late, but I, Xu Xiaoshou, will never be late."
"No one can change my will, not illness, not imprisonment, not even the ancestral gods."
Fortunately, the Yi Dao Pan has transcended Taoism.
Xu Xiaoshou sealed away his past self, fearing that he would be truly lost.
He listened to the sound of the long river of time again, fell into silence, and began to think about Tao, names, and then "I".
"Discern me..."
A thousand years have passed.
In fact, Xu Xiaoshou could not remember the time, and he was too lazy to calculate it.
But he suddenly pulled away from "I" because he moved again. He could feel that the non-existent body and fingers moved.
"My will has been able to break through the invisible shackles and touch my soul and my body."
"Even if this world has cut off the connection between me and myself, and separated my body, soul, and mind, and built them with the power of the ancestral gods, I have been able to break through it a little. Success is just around the corner."
"I've become stronger..."
The beating of my fingertips did not bring joy.
Xu Xiaoshou had almost forgotten why he was here, why he came here, and whether he wanted to go out or not.
The only things he insists on without asking why are only two things:
1. Turn around and face the time.
Second, cultivate your mind and take advantage of the difficulties here to sharpen yourself.
…
"Wow!"
The sound of rushing water in the long river passed by my ears.
Ten thousand years? Thirty thousand years? I wonder if tens of thousands of years have passed.
In the meantime, I moved a few times, and I could touch everything from my eyelids, to my fingers, to my heartbeat, and finally felt the presence of my neck...
Xu Xiaoshou finally turned his head.
He forgot why he turned around and turned his head.
But when he completed this action and glanced at it, he was overwhelmed by the magnificence as if he was seeing the river of time for the first time.
"Long!"
The silver water waterfall pours from the mist of the Nine Heavens, carrying countless planes, countless civilizations, countless histories, rolling through unknown distances.
The lights and shadows on it change, and the pictures are often erroneous. When looking at time, one feels empty, and when looking at the long river, one feels small. It is dazzling and makes people feel lost.
"I……"
Xu Xiaoshou murmured silently.
His body is still young, but his will is old.
He just stared blankly at the river of time, conforming to his own state of mind, and was lost for countless thousands of years.
"Bang!"
At some point, my heart suddenly twitched.
It seems that the past has awakened the future and awakened itself.
Xu Xiaoshou blinked fiercely and pulled himself away from the long river of time. Unknown to him, he had completely regained control of his body and had obtained his body.
He twisted hard and his whole body turned around.
"Face the time!"
When facing the long river of time, for some reason, this voice sounded in my mind.
It seems to be a warning to myself from myself countless years ago, or from myself before countless reincarnations.
"I, forgot something..."
Xu Xiaoshou frowned and thought hard.
I vaguely remember that at this time, there was something important to do.
But he couldn't remember it at all. For tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years, he had already been immersed in cultivating himself, cultivating his name, and cultivating his mind, and he was lost in it.
until...
"Yo! Are you awake?"
Until a hoarse voice came from afar.
The voices overlapped, as if ten thousand people were speaking at the same time, causing goosebumps to rise slightly.
Xu Xiaoshou suddenly woke up.
He remembered this voice. He heard this person speak at night a long, long time ago.
"Nuo..."
"Yes! Dianuo!"
"Name, time, Nuo, ten ancestors, ten thrones... Yes, I am trapped, I am in the world behind the door, I have to get out!"
He finally remembered what he wanted to do.
He unlocked the memory that he had deliberately blocked countless years ago for fear of getting lost.
"Tiansang Ling Palace, East Heavenly King City, Yujing City, Void Island, Four Symbols Secret Realm, God's Relics..."
All kinds of scenery come one after another.
"Sang Lao, Junior Sister, Yu Zhiwen, Bazun Shu, Kong Yuhen..."
All kinds of people come here gracefully.
Back!
I remembered it all!
The anger and revenge that had been suppressed back then also ignited. Xu Xiaoshou looked angrily at the river of time, looking at the culprit who trapped him...
The anger only lasted for a moment.
The anger originated from a part of the emotion that was also sealed when the memory was dusty at that time.
Now after tens of thousands of years of chaos, in the face of time, Xu Xiaoshou has long since let go and can no longer feel any anger.
Time is like water, it heals everything.
He only frowned, then straightened his brows and calmly looked ahead, looking at the long river of time.
The long river of time pours from the mist outside the sky and flows towards the unknown future, separating illusion and reality.
The voice of Nuo Zu did not come out from it.
Xu Xiaoshou is on this side of the river, and the sound originates from the other side of the river.
Looking around like this, he couldn't see anything at all... With a thought, Xu Xiaoshou easily penetrated the river of time and threw his will to the other side of the river.
"Tsk!"
Sparks sputtered, and there was a hissing sound.
Withered stars, endless night, decaying mountains and forests, barren land, everything is visible.
In front of the only bonfire in the darkness, a tall guy wearing a Nuo robe and a Nuo noodle was sitting astride a big rock with a casual posture, holding a piece of meat as big as a roasted leg of lamb in his hand.
The skewers were roasted on the campfire until they were sizzling and oily.
He didn't even raise his head, he still lowered his head, staring at the light of the campfire and the roasted lamb leg in his hand. After a long pause, he clicked his tongue and said:
"I, I have been waiting for you for ten epochs."
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