Chapter Five Hundred and Ninety-fifth The Elder will go back to the end of his great book
No matter what kind of waves or eddies, for a big river, it is just an insignificant moment and fragment in its continuous years.
The passage of time takes many forms in the material world.
The light and heat given to the plane by stars are undoubtedly the most difficult to ignore.
When the stars connected by a timeline exuding a faint emerald color completed a certain stage of rotation.
The topic that was once a hotly debated topic could not help but become dim.
Nothing is indispensable…
"boom!"
The colorful sparks intertwined with broken traces in the sky.
People gazed at the swirling smoke and dust, or indulged in the joy of the end of the year.
The pain of the past seems to be no longer so heavy at this moment, and the things that I once hated have become blurry.
It is worth mentioning that cat-like sparks, which are usually rare, suddenly become common at the end of this year.
This is certainly not out of sheer awe:
It is often manifested only when passing by the temple, doing cheap things and offering sacrifices without any expense.
The more important reason is that people have discovered the power contained in it.
That is different from the powerful and immediate power bestowed by the gods. It is more like a blessing that applies to all objects.
Just like a star does not charge anything for the use of light and heat, it is a kind of income without any investment.
This is probably because elders do not need faith.
And all grace and wisdom are just the compassion that exists in His shining will...
Guangbai mingled among the crowd. Compared to those extravagant and grand banquets, he preferred this kind of noisy and noisy ceremony.
The joy and expectation on people's faces made him feel the weight of his responsibilities more deeply.
He is not a master, and he does not have the power to make the beings in the void shun away just by relying on his name.
Guangbai shook his head, he had never been sad about spring and autumn.
It's just that people are always like this.
"Do you have time to watch the stars with me tonight?"
Guangbai turned around and looked into a pair of expectant eyes.
He smiled:
"It will happen in the future."
Now, I watch over the stars for the elders...
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"Tsk."
Under the World Tree, looking at one of his disciples who was determined not to enter the private gathering of the Eros Sect, an elder clicked his tongue in disbelief.
Of course he was not sitting around doing nothing.
Only occasionally, he would pay attention to his two few disciples.
Especially when it comes to major life events.
Of course, for now, both have some slight difficulties...
Yi Chun withdrew his eyes from the jade world.
He did not fully support Guangbai's idea of a strong savior tendency, but he did not interfere with the other party's choice.
Time will wear away all irregularities and rough things...
What will be left of you in the end? My disciple...
Yi Chun looked into the deep void, and the World Tree behind him was sleeping as before.
Void will naturally not give Yi Chun an answer.
Of course, Yi Chun is not so eager to find out what the answer is.
He had already skipped the quick, urgent concept of time that ordinary things have.
A year or an era?
With the ability to control, modify, and even backtrack at will, the gap between them no longer seems so huge.
The next moment, Yi Chun shook his head.
Now, he has almost arranged many trivial matters.
To be precise, he did not interfere too closely with these planes that were bound by his concepts.
Before Guangbai arrived, he only maintained contact with some of the plane consciousnesses.
This is a kind of reciprocity in a certain sense - Yi Chun needs these planes to recognize his concept so that he can complete the final self-restraint.
Those planes can rely on Yi Chun's reputation in the evil and void camps to obtain certain protection.
Now, because Yi Chun has completed his promotion on the road to greatness.
This originally relatively equal relationship has naturally reversed.
Of course, Guangbai is doing pretty well now.
Yi Chun fiddled with the endless timeline in front of him at will, throwing away those foreign entities with unknown intentions.
In fact, after Yi Chun completed the separation of the timeline, the foreign gods who truly understood the joints would not easily set foot here.
But it's not so easy to say about those outer gods who only have chaos instinct.
Of course, they can't break through the endless timeline of Yi Chun's separation.
For beings who cannot understand the mystery of time, it is a vast maze like a chaotic void.
The next moment, Yi Chun gathered his mind back.
He needs to conduct a practice that is long enough for him.
It involves not only changes in the length of time, but also the unmeasurable void beyond time.
From a literal point of view, the leap from a legendary life to a higher legendary life seems to be that the latter only becomes more powerful.
If no concept emerged, it would be okay to say so.
But the emergence of conceptual elements allowed Yi Chun to discover shortcuts that lead to all roads and approaches.
It is not 0 and 1, but something that encompasses everything but is difficult to separate.
Yi Chun came into contact with the elements of concepts, or the power of divinity.
From the perspective of energetics, it is the materialized energy manifestation of a rule in the material world.
Change is no longer just change, it also involves something more essential and difficult to describe.
In this regard, Yi Chun needs to be immersed in enough divine consciousness to conduct research and practice.
Yi Chun opened his eyes, and the divine power surged out:
Endless time and planes appeared before his eyes like intricate phantoms.
He saw the majestic dream of the Federation operating on a predetermined trajectory, and he saw the faint bells and murmuring scriptures of the Taoist temple.
He saw the raging river of Thornham, and he saw the quiet and peaceful summer nights of Arnold.
Someone was chanting his name at the table, and someone was talking about his past with those around him.
Some people are singing not-so-sounding hymns, while others are whispering about his terror and evil...
Um?
Yi Chun calmly glanced at a certain believer of the evil god who was chattering.
The river of fate of the other party suddenly surged into huge waves...
In the next moment, Yi Chun was separated from the images of all realms.
A certain kind of deep, long-lost sleepiness gradually emerged.
Rational thinking may not be generally used for conceptual tracing.
He turned into an orange cat and lay down peacefully on the straw pile under the World Tree.
The endlessly extending timeline became softer at this moment. They intertwined and shuttled, weaving a gorgeous thick cocoon around the elder.
Maybe when you wake up again, that will be the story of the next era...
(Complete the book)
ps: Serialization may be started in the next era...
