In a side hall in Taichu Realm, Zhong Zihao wanted to jump into the soul power pool to try, but was startled by the exclamation of the weapon spirit.
"I saw how much you enjoyed it inside, so I'm ready to experience it too." Zhong Zihao stopped, turned sideways and smiled broadly.
"useless!"
Qi Ling couldn't help but trembled, and hurriedly walked forward: "Master, come with me quickly, let's go see those more than 700 strong men."
Zhong Zihao looked weird: The more he doesn't let me go down, the more famous it will be. I'll go back secretly. Then I thought: No, who is the master of this Taichu Realm? Do I need to listen to this old guy?
It's just that the two of them have gone far away now, so let's first look at the strong men in the ancient times.
Zhong Zihao followed Qi Ling and turned left and right, passing by many corridors and pavilions. At this moment, he was really like a country bumpkin entering the city. He saw many things that he thought were treasures and wanted to put them into a storage ring.
For example, some rockeries made of stones, in his opinion, are much better than the stones in the square. If they are used to perform astrological formations, they will definitely be even more powerful.
During the battle at the Sword Saint Peak in Xumi Continent, the stone tower and tablet he used to drive the astrological formation was eventually destroyed, but there was no heartache. Stones like that were everywhere in the Temple of Time.
But the quality of what I see now is obviously a higher level.
Not long after this idea arose, he secretly despised himself: The entire Taichu Realm belonged to him, so why did he behave like a thief, always trying to empty out the contents?
It seems that I haven't adapted to this identity yet.
"Master, here we are!"
Just as he was thinking this, Qi Ling stopped in front of an attic door and turned around.
"good!"
Zhong Zihao quickly adjusted his clothes and looked solemn and solemn.
The people he was about to meet were strong men from the ancient times, who would also be his future team. However, the origins of these people were not simple. Whether they would obey the instructions of his new master or not was still a matter of doubt.
After all, he is now a strong man in the middle stage of the True God Realm. Zhong Zihao is prepared to use force to suppress those who are dissatisfied. Isn't this the world of strong men?
He was also excited when he thought about this. He would be able to fight in a short while and see what level his current combat power was.
"Master, what are you doing?"
Qi Ling saw that this guy looked wrong and asked a question.
"Oh, it's nothing, let's go in!" Zhong Zihao waved his hand, looking calm and calm.
"Squeak!"
The weapon spirit came to the door and thought about it, and the large wooden door suddenly opened on both sides.
"boom!"
A vast and majestic energy wave rushed towards him. Zhong Zihao was well prepared this time and did not make a fool of himself. However, the weapon spirit was actually indifferent, which made him look surprised.
However, that wooden door could block such terrifying pressure, so it must have been made of something extraordinary.
The two stepped into it, and Zhong Zihao was dumbfounded: "Item Spirit, them?"
He originally thought that after arriving here, he would see hundreds of terrifying strong men who had regained their strength, but unexpectedly there was only an unimaginably large pool with hundreds of "stone statues" cross-legged and eyes closed, as if they were absorbing energy.
The water pool is different from the soul power pool. Although there are also soul power fluctuations, what is more important is the rich breath of life exuding from the pool water.
Zhong Zihao used his soul power to take a look. At this moment, these "stone statues" had complete souls entrenched in the sea of consciousness, but they showed no signs of waking up.
"It will probably take hundreds of years for them to fully recover!"
Qi Ling explained: "Sealing the souls away for hundreds of thousands of years and then resurrecting them is a forbidden technique after all. It is not easy to accomplish even by a master-level existence, so it takes a long time for them to recover."
Zhong Zihao suddenly felt a shock: "Hundreds of years? By the time they recover, I'm afraid I will be in the realm of a god king. What else do I want them to do?"
The weapon spirit felt a blockage in his heart. He looked at this guy like an idiot and reminded: "Master, with your current level of cultivation, you can control the flow of time in the Taixu Realm and accelerate it a hundred times."
He even had some doubts about whether the guy in front of him, as stupid as a pig, could inherit the skills of the two masters?
With such an IQ, it would take hundreds of years to reach the realm of a god-king. Isn’t it a bit much?
"Yes!"
Zhong Zihao slapped his forehead suddenly, how could he forget this matter.
Immediately, he waved his big hand, and an obscure wave of power swept out, and then...then his face turned ashen.
It is indeed effective, but the spatial range in which it can be accelerated is not large, only a dozen feet in radius, and it can only speed up the flow of time by twice.
"Ahem..."
Qi Ling suppressed his laughter and said: "Master, although you have reached the middle stage of True God Realm, your time and power conveniences have not been systematically sorted out and practiced. It is normal that you cannot complete it now."
In fact, he was also a little shocked. When did this kid realize the power of time? His cultivation before coming to the Space Divine Court was not yet at the True God Realm, and he had never practiced the power of time after waking up from a deep sleep?
Could it be that he has a legendary talent?
"You didn't tell me earlier!"
Zhong Zihao retracted his palm in embarrassment and said with a dark face: "Where is the best place to comprehend the power of time?"
"Main Palace!"
Qi Ling's words were concise and to the point, and he absolutely did not want to say another word at this time.
"Okay, I'll find it myself!"
Zhong Zihao turned around and went out. He must not let this old guy follow him any longer, otherwise it would be fine if he did something embarrassing if he saw him.
A stick of incense passed by, inside the main hall.
Zhong Zihao was stunned by the murals on the wall. He was in awe of the Lord of Time. Just by what he left behind, he could be revered as a saint-like existence.
He was even sure that if any mural here was exposed to the outside world, it would cause a sensation, and even the gods and kings of the heavens would probably be tempted to take action.
Perhaps, this is the reason why those god kings covet the Taichu Realm?
After thinking about it, I felt that it should be more than that, and I might have overlooked something.
Zhong Zihao temporarily abandoned these distracting thoughts and devoted himself to the mural, slowly sorting out everything about the power of time.
Time is an abstract concept. It is the expression of the movement of matter, the persistence of change, and the sequence. Time includes two concepts: moment and period. It is also a parameter used by thousands of creatures to describe the process of material movement or the occurrence of events.
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Time is divided into relative time and absolute time, and has an inseparable relationship with space.
Following the guidance of the murals, Zhong Zihao digested and understood from the shallower to the deeper, starting from the most basic things, to the laws of time, Taoism, and finally going deep into the origin.
I don't know how long it took, but Zhong Zihao raised his hand and made a stroke. He was immediately overjoyed. The speed of time in the space in front of him had increased to a hundred times.