"If you turn back time, you will destroy the world again. Even if you are given another chance, you will still make the same choice."
After hearing this, Xi Tong was silent for a few seconds.
"You seem to be familiar with me?"
Xi Tong is aware of his past, but it was only the past twenty years or so.
He doesn't know his last life, the last life...
Perhaps this is the limitation of being a human being. To understand the world, we use our eyes as the window and our heart as the center.
What we know and think about is only within a small area, and cannot touch the edge of the world at all, let alone the upper limit of the universe.
"Of course I know, and I have been paying attention to you. Every move you make is under the light and within my perception."
Xi Tong didn't know whether the other party was talking nonsense, so he neither answered nor asked questions, and he didn't even show a look of surprise.
The God of Light continued: "I have been looking for the parallel world of the earth, and I am also looking for someone in the parallel world."
Xi Tong instantly thought of the timeline.
Like the sacred fire of the Olympus gods, heaven relies on this to locate the parallel world of the earth.
"She has disappeared."
With her obsession, pursue her destination.
The God of Light was silent for a long time, but he was not speechless.
"Timeline... Timeline will do, too. I didn't create this thing, and I never tried to possess that kind of existence. Also, time can go back once, twice, or three times..."
The God of Light paused and murmured in a strange tone.
"Who told you that time moves straight forward? Who told you that time is continuous? Who told you that time is stable and constant?"
The walnut in Xi Tong's palm slowly rotated, and the power of time rose up and enveloped his whole body.
Facing the God of Light, Xi Tong did not dare to take it lightly.
After all, this is an old thing that has existed for countless thousands of years, and has destroyed more worlds in its hands than I have ever seen.
The world's most intuitive impression of the God of Light is that he is hypocritical and insidious.
This is by no means without reason.
So, how credible are the words spoken by the God of Light, and what is his intention in saying those words?
Is he patiently talking to me because he is kind and friendly, or because he is afraid of the power of time in his hands?
Xi Tong has no pretense.
He did not think that his mental activities just now could escape the perception of the God of Light.
So, he went straight to the point.
"I don't know anything about the power of time, and I don't know much about the timeline. Can you explain it to me?"
The God of Light did not refuse.
"Tell it in a way you can understand, such as a comic. When you flip through it continuously, the picture will move."
"If everything in the world were dead objects similar to sculptures, just like patterns on paper, the power of time would be the hand that flips through the books."
"This hand can turn it faster or slower, and it can also turn it back to see the pictures you are interested in, and you can even tear out the pictures you hate."
"This is the meaning of life."
Hearing this, Xi Tong was moved in his heart.
He has been playing the joke of "wanting to know the meaning of life and wanting to truly live", but he knows very little about the meaning of life.
It is undeniable that what the God of Light said makes sense.
Moreover, when Xi Tong traveled through many worlds and felt the different speeds of time in many worlds, he already had doubts and confusion.
Now, he suddenly understood.
In the past, time has been regarded as the only, connected, and holistic thing or force, but it has never been thought that time can be multiple, divided, and dispersed.
Also use the comic book analogy.
One world is a page of paper, and all the heavens and worlds are different papers.
These large or small, thick or thin, gorgeous or pale papers are connected in a special way to form small groups. Countless small groups form a large group, and are finally connected into a whole.
Xi Tong couldn't help but think of the rosary beads in the hands of monks and Taoists, and the bracelets played by ordinary people.
The beads that are constantly twisting are not the flow of time, and the hands that twist the beads are the so-called "power of time".
At least, for beads it is.
What exactly is time?
It can be any kind of existence, any kind of thing, any kind of energy.
As long as it has the supreme level sequence, it has the power to crush everything.
Xi Tong raised his head and looked at the God of Light intently.
"So, what exactly is time?"
The God of Light did not answer.
Xi Tong asked again: "So, what is time?"
The God of Light continued not to answer, but he was no longer thinking about how to answer, but whether to answer.
"Now that you know it, as usual, I won't have a chance this time."
The immeasurable light reversed back as if in retrospect, and all traces of the God of Light's existence quickly faded, and all traces of him in material existence, energy existence, and even spiritual existence quickly disappeared and were erased.
Only Xi Tong, because of the winding and wrapping of the power of time, left a trace of his existence.
Seeing this scene, Xi Tong confirmed his guess.
Even if the God of Light is not afraid of the power of time, at least he is helpless against the power of time.
He deeply understood the power of the power of time, so when faced with the power of time, he wisely chose to give up.
Because there is no point in doing so.
The last ray of light disappeared, but the voice of the God of Light remained.
"Time goes back and you destroy the world again. Even if I give you another chance, you will still make the same choice. Next time, I will definitely succeed."
Learn to speak without speaking.
Chew the words of the God of Light carefully, word for word, including every word, tone, expression, etc. of every sentence.
The God of Light is very familiar with himself.
The God of Light seems to have been witnessing what he has done.
The God of Light does not think highly of himself, and he is less optimistic than ever before.
Thinking of the system of all heavens and realms, Xi Tong originally thought that he had done a good enough job, a good enough job, and that no one had ever done it before or since.
But the God of Light didn't notice this at all, or in other words, he didn't care.
Just like how neatly he retreated.
The interests he is fighting for are no longer money, land, resources, or population.
It's something that is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.
What he fights for is not just a moment of anger. In order to achieve his goal, he can wait endlessly for opportunities.
as if……
He can definitely wait.
seem……
He already has a winning chance.
Although I won’t admit it, facing the God of Light feels like playing a dollar game with the God of Ma Wealth.
Winning or losing is insignificant and insignificant to Ma Caishen, and even the speed of losing money is far behind the speed of making money.
But to Xi Tong, this is today's cigarette money, food money, and money used as starting currency.
Thinking of this, Xi Tong couldn't help but raise his head to the sky.