A deafening silent impact caused the entire sky to spread like ripples, folding into countless wrinkles.
Pointing to the eyeballs covered with sand city, they were suddenly shattered.
Blink and fade away without a trace.
"...After all, there aren't many that are as fair as the one I pointed out in Shacheng!"
The old man sighed.
Chen Qingyan listened quietly, feeling a sense of familiarity in his heart.
"This scene... seems familiar!?"
He immediately realized something and immediately entered the practice room. The moment his figure appeared in the practice room, he was immediately covered by a uniquely shaped ball. Soon, a large number of familiar and repeated memories were transferred to his mind.
This is his most recent backup memory.
It is stored in a magic weapon that he personally refined. This magic weapon is of extremely high quality, but has a very single function, with only one "storage memory".
However, after accepting the memory, Chen Qingyan found that this memory was backward, synchronized, and not as good as reality.
This shows that I have not lost my memory in reality.
Is everything normal...?
However, Chen Qingyan also did not think that the feeling of déjà vu was his "illusion".
Most likely, it really happened.
Then there is only one possibility, time has gone back briefly?
He guessed.
Trying to figure out the occurrence of "abnormalities" from the perspective of the laws of time.
…
…
Chen Qingyan suddenly turned his head and saw Wan Maocai shrugging his shoulders and letting out a strange laugh.
Almost at the moment the laughter started.
He found that his body suddenly had numerous openings, and all the magic power of the robes was ineffective. The wounds were of different sizes, and no blood flowed out. Instead, something seemed to be rotating under the skin.
He was extremely shocked.
The soul swept over and observed that everyone in the scene, including the old man and the old monster Huo Hu, had wounds all over their bodies just like him.
Everyone was obviously frightened by this scene, so much so that their bodies glowed with magic lights, illuminating the hall with colorful lights.
Hahahahahahahahaha~
The laughter continued and became more and more joyful.
Chen Qingyan's heart skipped a beat, the corners of his mouth twitched, and for some reason he felt the urge to laugh slyly.
brush!
A cluster of eyes opened from one of the thirty disciples in the hall. The man was laughing, and every inch of skin on his body was cracked with wounds, and each eyeball was squeezed out from the wound.
As if they had received a revelation, after only enduring a few breaths, most of the people burst into laughter. Suddenly, the strange laughter reverberated in the hall like a magic sound, and everyone was covered with... eyeballs.
Those are sticker eyes that are the same as those in the sky of Zhisha City.
Poof~
The sound of a bubble bursting was inconspicuous mixed with the laughter.
Chen Qingyan felt that his body turned into wisps of light, gradually fading and disappearing.
…
"I can't figure it out."
Chen Qingyan shook his head and decided to give up unnecessary speculation, "Forget it, I'm fine now anyway... eh??"
Chen Qingyan exited the practice room and saw that the old man was still talking, so he just wanted to listen casually.
But suddenly I put one hand on my forehead and felt a sharp pain in my soul, as if something "extra" had been forcefully stuffed into me.
The familiar feeling of accepting memories emerged again.
Only this time, he had clearly exited the practice room and did not activate the memory magic weapon at all.
And what’s different from before is that the memory information received this time...
Especially special.
After a while,
Chen Qingyan finished this "memory completion". On the surface, it looked normal, but in fact, the clothes on his back were soaked with cold sweat.
From the corner of his vision, he glanced at the expressionless Wan Maocai.
The other party neither shrugged nor laughed weirdly.
And in the palace, there are no eyes all over the body.
Seeing this, Chen Qingyan calmed down and observed his surroundings calmly.
The next moment, he entered the practice room again.
Raang——!
Xihuang Zhong took the initiative to escape from his Dantian.
There are more cracks on the surface. If it were not nourished by a large amount of pure mana and barely supported, it would almost fall to the ground.
This object was obtained ten years ago, and Chen Qingyan had already completely refined it. After ten years of cultivation, the condition of the West Emperor Bell was much better than at the beginning, and it was not what it looked like before.
"The law of lower time has disappeared..."
Chen Qingyan's face darkened and he was very solemn.
Combined with the memory of the sudden acceptance before, he cleared up all the difficulties in a flash.
"Time escape...I broke away from an inexplicably derived timeline?"
Coming out of the practice room again, Chen Qingyan looked around.
"I escaped, what about them?"
Everything was normal around me and nothing seemed to happen.
Chen Qingyan closed his eyes and quickly opened them again.
Only this time, it was the golden Dao Infant in the Dantian that opened his eyes.
Under Dao Ying's gaze, the world changed.
Many things that are invisible to the naked eye come into view.
Under the mottled colors, the old man who was about to finish his sermon at Taiyue Temple had a faint and strange smile on his face, and a weak laugh came from a distant space.
And this phenomenon,
It also happened to everyone in the hall except Chen Qingyan.
Suddenly, my hair stood on end.
Chen Qingyan resisted the urge to run away immediately, suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, observed his surroundings, and waited silently.
Finally, the old man finished speaking.
But he released a flying boat.
"Come up, gentlemen of Shacheng, I will take you to the temple, where you will compete for the final spot in the temple. Among you, there are talents that I value."
At this moment, Chen Qingyan wanted to curse.
"Oh shit."
Angrily beating the walls of Feizhou with exquisite patterns, Chen Qingyan looked at the retreating clouds and the gradually blurring scenery, cursing in his mouth.
He still boarded the flying boat.
Even if this may turn into a crafty ship at any time.
He still made a risky decision.
because……
"What is the probability that my journey to Taiyue Temple will be safe this time?"
“73.12%”
no change.
Chen Qingyan suppressed his worries about the "27%" probability of insecurity.
At least, the probability of safety is as high as 70%.
Yes, Ge Yicai's probability system was controlled by him.
The method is very simple.
Ancient magic weapon!
It's like resurrecting the dead "Qingsongzi" and taking over everything in Qingsongzi.
Ge Yicai, who was not dead in the first place, was easily refined into the second "Human Refining Pill" with the ancient magic weapon.
Today's Ge Yicai is Chen Qingyan. Of course, he has Ge Yicai's probability system.
This system, in the past ten years, has severely replaced the fortune-telling deductions that were sometimes accurate and sometimes inaccurate.
At least since the red sun appeared, there has been no error in this probability system.
It’s just a matter of probability!
As long as it is not 100%, accidents may happen.
So more often than not, Chen Qingyan uses it as an auxiliary means.
It can assist in the deduction of spells, assist oneself in making a certain decision, and assist oneself in exploring unknown information.
Chen Qingyan hopes to maintain a balance between the fortune-telling deduction and the probability system, and explore another path in the future when the red sun appears.
And this road,
The first stop is the "Temple".
This is also the main reason why Chen Qingyan decided to board the boat.