"Repair the timeline?" Xing Tian looked at Jia Zhengjin in confusion.
"You refused to tell me who built the Cemetery of the First Ancestors. When I arrived at that point in time, I found that the Cemetery of the First Ancestors had never appeared." Jia Zhengjin said, "Now the world no longer knows which branch it has reached. I hope you can take action.
Help!"
"It is normal for the world line to change. Any small accident may cause it to happen." Xing Tian said calmly, "As long as the main axis remains unchanged and other effects are not big, I don't care!"
"But it's very important to me!"
"What does it have to do with me?" Xing Tian said, "Allowing fellow Taoist to stay in my world is considered a good intention."
Seeing that he didn't really want to help, Jia Zhengjin lowered his head and thought, and then took out a wishing stone from his virtual backpack: "I wonder if fellow Taoist Xingtian is interested in this?"
"Huh?" Xing Tian's eyes lit up when he saw the wishing stone in Jia Zhengjin's hand, "This thing is interesting."
He reached out to take it, but Jia Zhengjin quickly took it back.
"Do you want it, fellow Taoist?" Jia Zhengjin knows that the wishing stone is very attractive. After all, it is a rare and special existence. At least so far, the only one who owns it is himself.
Xing Tian glanced at Jia Zhengjin, then looked at the wishing stone in his hand, thought for a moment and then said: "It's just this once, it won't happen next time!"
"Deal!" Jia Zhengjin threw the wishing stone over with a smile on his face.
Xing Tian caught the wishing stone and the treasure quickly integrated into his body. He closed his eyes and felt it for a while, then opened his eyes and looked at Jia Zhengjin: "The cooking system?"
"This allows fellow Taoists to acquire unparalleled cooking skills and cook unimaginable food!" Jia Zhengjin said with a smile.
In fact, he only gave this wishing stone the simplest cooking skill, limiting its functions to a minimum.
"Obviously there are more different ones..." Xing Tian looked up at Jia Zhengjin with a meaningful expression.
"Haha~" Jia Zhengjin neither confirmed nor denied, but just smiled and said, "Fellow Xingtian, can you restore the world line now?"
"Recovered, I'm leaving!" Xing Tian turned around and disappeared in front of Jia Zhengjin.
Already recovered? Jia Zhengjin was stunned for a second, thinking to himself that as soon as the two of them finished speaking, you just walked out of the way. Where did you recover? I didn't even see you make any move!
Quickly summon Nuwa to confirm.
"Report Captain! The Ancestor Cemetery has appeared, and the world line has returned to normal!" Nuwa replied.
"Really recovered? How did he do it?" Jia Zhengjin couldn't figure it out.
"The power of a saint is not something we can guess. Just like Tathagata can turn his hand into a five-finger mountain, it is difficult to think of how to do it."
Hearing what Nuwa said, Jia Zhengjin nodded: "That makes sense! What should we do now?"
"Now that the world line has returned to normal, we can't make the same mistakes again!" Nuwa thought for a moment, "Maybe it's because we went to the timeline before the construction of the Ancestor Cemetery, triggering the butterfly effect and making it disappear. In that case, we might as well
Slowly advance from the back to the front, and try to appear at the time after the Ancestor Cemetery is built. Because it has already been built, it will not be affected."
"Then you can find the moment when it was just completed and you will know who did it?" Jia Zhengjin immediately understood what she meant.
Nuwa nodded repeatedly, indicating that this was what she thought.
"Okay! Then let's set off immediately. We must find out who built the ancestor's cemetery and ask who it is and what their purpose is!"
Xing Tian said it was only this once, so Jia Zhengjin could not let the world line deviate too much, let alone let the ancestor cemetery disappear like before.
Therefore, to be cautious, let Nuwa go to the Ancestor Cemetery for about a year after the construction is completed. Even if there is a deviation, it cannot be a deviation of ten years.
After confirming the existence of the Ancestor Cemetery, shorten it slightly and enter the 5-year period.
The Ancestral Cemetery still exists and there are no problems.
From here on, we need to be cautious and move forward in units of one year, probably jumping to about two years after construction, and even more cautiously in units of days.
Anyway, there are only 365 days in a year and 730 days in two years. At worst, it will waste some fuel and jump 730 times.
He thought so, and he did so.
The Nuwa continues to travel through time, approaching the time point of constructing the Ancestor Cemetery again and again. After each jump, the current situation must be carefully observed to ensure that there are no mistakes.
The specific construction time of the Ancestor Cemetery is indeed somewhat different from the records recorded thousands of years later.
Because after about a year and a half, I finally saw what it looked like when it was being built.
"Captain, we succeeded!" Nuwa detected the Ancestor Cemetery under construction and projected countless busy figures on the scene.
"Finally..." Jia Zhengjin breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay, now let's go over and see who built this ancestor cemetery and who brought my collection from the magic planet world.
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"Whoa!" He teleported directly to the construction site of the First Ancestor Cemetery, and his eyes fell on the workers who were busy coming and going.
But as I looked around, I saw that they were all unfamiliar faces, people I didn’t recognize, and they all looked very ordinary, just simple construction workers.
What's going on? There's no Zeus, no one you might recognize, and no collection of your own.
"Hey! Who are you? Please don't affect our work!" The leading worker spotted Jia Zhengjin wandering here and walked over quickly.
Jia Zhengjin glanced at him and turned to the area under construction: "Who is building this cemetery?"
"Are you blind? We are all busy!" the foreman frowned, "It's okay to take a look at building a house, but you can also take a look at building a tomb. Don't you think it's unlucky? Go ahead and go!"
Jia Zhengjin didn't care about his attitude: "I mean, who do you work for? Who asked you to build a tomb here?"
"What does it have to do with you?" the foreman said angrily, "Boy, don't cause trouble, hurry up..."
Before he finished speaking, Jia Zhengjin stretched out his right hand, grabbed his neck, and lifted his feet high off the ground.
The foreman felt suffocated instantly and struggled desperately to no avail.
When the construction workers saw him, they came to his aid one after another, trying to save him from Jia Zhengjin.
However, not long after, all the workers were lying on the ground, completely unable to move.
Jia Zhengjin didn't even take action, he just released his momentum, causing such a strong sense of oppression.
What the hell? The workers were panicking. They wanted to escape but found that they could not move. It was as if a terrifying force emanated from Jia Zhengjin, forcing them to lie on the ground unable to move.
"Who asked you to build a tomb here?" Jia Zhengjin looked at the foreman in his hand who was almost unconscious, threw it to the ground, and asked again.
"Ahem..." The foreman escaped from death, terrified, "Don't, don't be impulsive! This is an order handed down from our ancestors!"
