"You actually... control the power related to the law of time."
Chen Qingyan's expression remained calm: "This is the only thing about the Five Elements Formation that cannot be frozen."
Having said this, he paused.
The reminder in his retina that only he could see flashed once. In just a few breaths, when he exited the practice room, Chen Qingyan's face showed a sudden realization.
'Time has flowed backward once...'
It turned out that when Ge Yicai activated the power of time of the [Hour Hand], Chen Qingyan was keenly aware that an "unknown abnormality" was occurring, and took the initiative to leave a reminder in the practice room.
However, the Law of Time, or the power of the [Hour Hand], cannot yet affect the practice room.
After briefly and quickly understanding what happened.
"I still care more about...probability."
Chen Qingyan tilted his head, twisted his arm, and the power of the storm poured out.
Click.
Stab.
Two different levels of sound sounded almost simultaneously in Ge Yicai's shrill scream.
Boom.
The power of the fairy spirit dispersed like the wind, and the pure light of the fairy power suddenly lost its color.
A heavy muffled sound.
It was caused by the huge god-eating arm being torn from Ge Yicai's body and falling.
"I think I said that,"
Chen Qingyan stepped closer to Ge Yicai, "Other parts of your body are weaknesses."
"Even if the immortal array in the array is not activated." Chen Qingyan pressed it with one hand, and Ge Yicai was bound by the invisible force and hung in the air, and his bones exploded.
"It's not that difficult to defeat you..."
"No matter how many times we do it again,"
"The ending will not change."
Chen Qingyan flicked his ten fingers in succession, creating a seal of Tao Finger Formation, imprisoning everything Ge Yicai had including his cultivation, magic power, and supernatural powers.
Not satisfied with this, the Five Elements Compass was launched, and the immortal formation that froze all matter froze the surroundings.
Only Chen Qingyan can walk freely in the formation barrier.
He first scanned carefully with his soul, but found nothing, and then used his soul to gain insight, but still found nothing.
"Probability, is it a tangible treasure or a system that binds the soul?"
Chen Qingyan stretched out a palm, "If I treat you as an object..."
Generous hands grasped Ge Yicai's motionless shoulders, and his mind fell into the prompts in the practice room.
"no response."
Chen Qingyan's heart moved, "Is it because the treasure body has not been touched, or the practice room cannot detect it at all."
The former is fine.
If it's the latter, even the practice room can't detect its existence, that person's level is at least equal to that of the practice room, or even higher.
In the training room, even the fragments of the boundary soldiers can be detected and absorbed into source points.
Chen Qingyan's confidence in the practice room makes him prefer the former, but the possibility of the latter happening is also not impossible.
Thinking of this, Chen Qingyan suddenly realized a problem.
if,
Is there more than one person like Ge Yicai who has a "golden finger"?
He couldn't help but think of Senior Brother Xianlingshan.
That bead is the existence of my own Immortal Magic Life, which cannot be deduced at all.
A senior brother from Xianling Mountain, a Ge Yicai...
There is also the character "Zuo Chengfang" from the game "Dark Kingdom" who broke into the upper realm from the fictional world earlier than him when he was in the lower realm. He borrowed the power of the supreme realm soldier [Void] to steal the truth from reality.
With such power, this character was clearly marked by the training room as possessing a treasure of the "Supreme Realm Soldier" level.
A fragment of a realm weapon possesses incredible power.
He didn't dare to imagine what kind of power the complete Supreme Realm Soldier would have. It was probably beyond the limit of imagination.
It's hard to fathom.
This is an existence with a golden finger that Chen Qingyan has come into contact with either directly or indirectly. The world is infinite, and there must be something hidden in places he doesn't know about.
However, there are so many people who possess rare treasures, but they fail to make too many waves in the upper world, which shows that the water in the upper world has reached an unfathomable level.
The most direct proof is the nirvana saint who dropped the "pot" into the lower realm.
And the destined saint who died for unknown reasons.
However, these have nothing to do with him for the time being.
Chen Qingyan focused his attention on Ge Yicai. As his arm was withdrawn from Ge Yicai's Dantian, a broken brass bell was pulled out.
[Western Emperor Bell]: One of the Seven Realm Soldiers of the Western Emperor Realm. This object was seriously damaged and time has escaped, leaving only a bunch of the laws of the lower state.
"Seriously damaged... Time has escaped?"
Chen Qingyan was stunned, "It's not a fragment, you mean, this is the body of the West Emperor Bell?"
Suddenly, a strong urge to absorb and transform it emerged in his heart.
However, rationality still firmly prevails.
"I can deduce the destiny, and can set up immortal formations, elixirs, formations, talismans, and medicines. I am proficient in everything. Only time, I lack the means to fight against time.
If in the future, a strong person borrows the power of turning back time to go back to the time when I first ascended to the upper realm and was still working as a handyman in Linlin Valley, or kill me in the lower realm...
Will I still exist now?"
Chen Qingyan is not sure whether he is the only "I" in the world.
But regardless of whether it is true or not, once the current "I" is found and obliterated in the past, then the current "I" will inevitably suffer an unpredictable blow.
"Although it's just the power of my time, it's better to have it than not! If I hadn't been smart this time and left a backup plan in the practice room in advance, I'm afraid the consequences would have been..."
Chen Qingyan put his index finger on his chin, "It doesn't seem like it will have much impact."
From this point of view, absolute strength can still crush all the bells and whistles.
But now I can only have absolute confidence under the immortal. If I encounter a special situation - for example, Ge Yicai's "clock" is a complete Xihuang Bell, which can flow back dozens or hundreds of years, then
Most likely it will pose a fatal threat to oneself.
I bought the Xihuang Bell.
Chen Qingyan found many messy items from Ge Yicai's body.
There is a rare magic weapon.
There are precious elixirs.
There is a catalog of the casting of the "God-Eating Arm".
There are many things that are of no value to Chen Qingyan.
But what he values most, something that can calculate the "probability of everything", has still not been found.
Without any hesitation, Chen Qingyan began to search Ge Yicai's soul.
But soon, he stopped with a face full of surprise.
"Has it been blocked?"
He pondered, "Perhaps only recognized people can "see" it?"
Chen Qingyan's eyes flashed coldly, "If I kill it, it may fall into reincarnation together. So what will happen to it if I kill the host from the source?"
After thinking about this, Chen Qingyan sighed suddenly.
"I really don't want to use the magic cauldron."
After saying this, Chen Qingyan's expression quickly calmed down with this thought.
Because compared to the "probability of everything" treasure that may be obtained, the side effects of swallowing the "Human Refining Pill" are not worth mentioning at all.
Just when Chen Qingyan was about to train Ge Yicai into a human elixir on the spot, two streams of light shot out of the cave at high speed.
The aura only possessed by monks in the Dharma Image Realm enveloped him from afar.
Chen Qingyan was startled, looked around, hesitated, and decided to postpone the refining of the human elixir.
Once the ancient magic cauldron comes out, the surrounding creatures will inevitably suffer. He has his own plan for this island. Even if he wants to refine the human elixir, he has to find a deserted place.
Thinking of this, Chen Qingyan didn't waste any time, and the small brass clock that was tightly clasped suddenly returned to its bright yellow luster.