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204: Traces of Time

Zhang Cong and Qin Yu looked at each other, and they almost said two words at the same time: "Time."

Time is the most difficult thing to comprehend beyond the five elements. I still don’t know who invented the word time. People in the world only know that no one can escape the magic of time. Even if you are a monk, even if you are a true immortal, your time

It's only five thousand years. No matter how many elixirs you take, it can't change this fact.

The original intention of most monks to cultivate is simply to pursue the great road of heaven and earth, but to live longer, so the fear that time and years bring to people cannot be concealed or rejected at all.

Zhang Cong looked at the compass and crown needle in front of him and felt the mysterious power of time. He couldn't help but think of the silk book left by the Luoshui ancient tribe. The time reversal mentioned above, can time really be reversed?

Looking at the weird sundial, Zhang Cong suddenly said: "I am going to make this sundial into a new star in the sea of ​​stars, but I really don't know where in the world I can find the spiritual power of time and years. If not, this

How can I form a star?"

Qin Yu thought for a moment: "I think we should go to the Eye of Luoshui to see where the ancient Luoshui clan sealed the evil spirits. If we rely on this sundial alone, we can seal it somewhere. Maybe where is the most suitable place to activate the sundial time?"

A place of strength.”

Zhang Cong nodded, suddenly stood up, picked up the compass and the sundial needle, and inserted them together at once.

Suddenly, a strange feeling emanated from the sundial, and a strange light came in from the window, directly covering Zhang Cong. As soon as the compass in Zhang Cong's hand turned, he felt something strange happened to his body.

His hands began to wrinkle and gradually began to dry up. He was so frightened that he quickly turned the compass back and heard Qin Yu shout: "Stop."

Zhang Cong immediately put the compass into the divine palace, turned around and saw Qin Yu looking at Zhang Cong with a horrified look on his face.

Zhang Cong looked around and saw that the strange light had disappeared, but Qin Yu's eyes were still staring at him.

"What happened just now? I feel like I've aged a lot just now?" Zhang Cong asked in confusion.

Qin Yu seriously took out a bronze mirror and handed it to Zhang Cong. Zhang Cong looked in the mirror and found that his face was at least ten years younger, and he looked almost the same age as Qin Yu.

"If I don't call you, I'm afraid you will become smaller than Fuer. Do you want me and Xiaohua to hold you and get married?"

Qin Yu said this as if it was a joke, but her expression was not joking at all. Zhang Cong's face was stunned, and he quickly looked at his divine palace. The strange sundial was floating in the sky.

In the sea of ​​stars in the Divine Mansion.

Countless rays of colorful light were converging on the sundial from all over the sea of ​​​​stars, including Pluto and the natal blue star. A large amount of spiritual energy was sucked into it. Zhang Cong quickly placed the sundial on an empty star position, and suddenly that

The stars lit up, and Zhang Cong's Shenfu Galaxy had a more mysterious flavor.

Zhang Cong looked at Qin Yu blankly and said: "The sundial can absorb spiritual power by itself. It absorbs not only the spiritual power of the five elements, but also the power of the netherworld. Nothing will happen, right?"

Qin Yu shook his head: "Probably not. The Luo Shen Clan has used it as a sacred object for thousands of years. How can it be an extremely evil object? As you slowly understand, you should be able to solve the mystery of this sundial."

Zhang Cong nodded, pulled Qin Yu to put away the barrier, and walked out of the house. Outside the house was a group of big guys on standby. Zhang Cong said softly: "Let's go, Yu'er and the eldest princess will lead the way. I want to be quiet."

.”

Lan Xing, Zhang Cong, Qin Yu, Xiaohua and Chen Mufei, who were all taken in by Zhang Cong, sat on the snow phoenix and slowly flew westward. Soon they flew across the border and flew into a barren and barren land.

The map shows that Dacuo Lake is more than 1,200 miles away from Yulan Pass, between the Malawi Gang and Lulul Prefecture. It is a mysterious mountain lake in the Malawi Mountains.

The snow phoenix flew very steadily, and Zhang Cong focused all his energy on the strange corona. At this time, the corona had absorbed a large amount of spiritual power. Just like the boundary star, it had been wrapped in colorful light. It looked like

A round hydrangea.

A mysterious force is constantly shuttling between each star along the magnetic lines between the stars. Some of it is even circulating in Zhang Cong's body. Zhang Cong suddenly feels that he has initially taken control of the years.

Ability.

He had an idea and suddenly took out a very ordinary magic weapon from his storage bag. He held it in his hand and with a thought, he saw that the magic sword turned into a piece of rusty iron in the blink of an eye.

It's like it's been buried in the ground for thousands of years.

With his spiritual thoughts moving again, the piece of rotten iron took off its rust bit by bit, and gradually turned into a gleaming magic sword.

Qin Yu Xiaohua and Chen Mufei both looked at Zhang Cong in horror. Just now, they both felt an irreversible power of time shrouding their surroundings. They watched the magic sword in Zhang Cong's hand turn into scrap metal and then recover again.

As before, this change is not an illusion at all, nor can it be achieved by ordinary magic.

Chen Mufei murmured to himself with a bitter look on his face: "Have you mastered the power of time? How did you do it?"

Zhang Cong shook his head: "I haven't completely mastered it yet. Princess, do you believe it? If I hadn't controlled this sundial, Yu'er might have been able to do it, but other than the two of us, if anyone else was holding the sundial, it would probably be like that

Just like the magic sword, it will either age quickly and die, or it will suddenly turn back into a ray of lonely soul when it was unborn and completely disappear from this world."

Chen Mufei thought for a moment and nodded: "I just felt an uncontrollable power of time, like the wheel of time turning rapidly. It is not controllable by human beings at all. I don't know about others, but I absolutely dare not touch it."

That sundial, don’t I want to leave this world?”

As she was talking, Xiaohua said softly: "We have already flown to the Malawi Mountains. If I look down, there are at least hundreds of lakes in the mountains. Which one is the holy lake we are looking for?"

Zhang Cong looked down and saw that among the majestic mountains below, there were lakes of various sizes scattered around. The azure lakes shone like gems. Apart from the different sizes, there really was no difference.

Zhang Cong thought for a moment and said: "Let's go down. The situation here is unknown. Don't expose yourself too much for the time being. Keep your spiritual consciousness away. Just act like an ordinary monk. You three cover your faces. This is a foreign land."

It's better to show your face less, I don't want to meet bride-stealers all the time."

The three beauties laughed, but they all took out veils from their storage bags and covered their faces.

Before coming out, all the monks put on the robes and turbans commonly worn by the nobles of the Jinshan Kingdom. The three beauties also specially wore gold jewelry. Although their skin tone was fair, their appearance was similar to that of people from the Jinshan Kingdom.

The snow phoenix fell at the foot of a big mountain. The four people stood at the foot of the mountain and looked around. They saw a little smoke from the woods not far away. The few people quickly walked out of the woods and turned around the foot of the mountain. Sure enough, they saw a piece of smoke.

Big village.

The four of them walked quickly towards the village and soon reached the outside of the village. The smell of livestock immediately made Qin Yu and Chen Mufei cover their mouths and noses.

Zhang Cong glanced sideways at the two of them: "I have never been to the countryside. How can this young lady with her body bear the smell of cow dung? Xiaohua and I are from the countryside, so we can't smell the smell at all."

Xiaohua said in a low voice: "Brother Cong, I feel the smell too. Our Ganoderma Village also raises livestock, but it's not so smelly, right?"

Zhang Cong shook his head and took the lead to walk towards the village. The bumpy dirt road was filled with puddles of cow dung, and there were many cows lying on the ground in a mess, not tied up at all.

A few people walked carefully through the cow dung road, and finally arrived at a relatively clean place, a shabby yard. Suddenly, an unkempt old man walked out and stared blankly at the four people who came over.

Chen Mufei walked over quickly and babbled for a while in the language of Jinshan Kingdom. The old man bowed respectfully and took the lead to walk to the south of the village.

Chen Mufei whispered: "I told him that we came from a very far away place to worship the Holy God Mara. We got lost in the mountains and couldn't find the direction of the holy lake. I wanted to ask him to find a guide."

Zhang Cong looked at the dirty old man and asked, "Did he take us to find the guide?" Chen Mufei shook his head: "He took us to the village chief. No matter what happens here, we must ask the village chief."

The conditions at the village chief's house were obviously much better, and the surrounding environment was much cleaner. The old man came to the door and shouted a few words. After a while, a woman came out and led Zhang Cong and the four of them into the yard.

There was a small earthen building in the yard. A fat man who was dressed a little better came out of the house with a flattering look on his face. He crossed his arms and saluted, and led the four people into the house.

There were not many furnishings in the room, and the most abundant items were some clay pots. In a conspicuous position, there was a strange-looking statue of a god. Zhang Cong recognized that it was the Mara god that Chen Mufei was talking about.

Chen Mufei mumbled something, and the fat man nodded repeatedly and shouted something. Soon the woman came in. The fat man said a few words. After the woman left, a skinny boy in his teens came in with him. Chen Mufei

Tell Zhang Cong that this kid is the guide the fat man has found.

Zhang Cong and others firmly declined the fat man's suggestion to find some horses, left a few gold coins, and followed the child into the mountains. Chen Mufei chatted with the child as they walked, and soon the two of them became familiar with each other.

The boy's name is Yalon. His father died in a battle with the pagans. The boy lives with his mother in the village. He doesn't even have enough to eat, so he relies on Yalon as a guide and hunting to earn some pocket money.

Despite his short stature, Yalong has a lot of endurance. After walking for two hours, he didn't even look tired at all. However, Xiaohua and Qin Yu looked at Yalong walking barefoot on the hard rocky road, and their faces showed.

A trace of intolerance.


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