Demon Mountain World.

Meng Chuan walked on the road of his mind, looking up at the highest main peak, and generations of practitioners changed over the long years, but the Demon Mountain never changed, and the huge sound on the top of the mountain was eternal.

Whoosh.

Moving forward step by step along the spiritual road, taking a hundred miles every step, Meng Chuan quickly reached the ultimate position of his last walk - 98,000 miles.

"Huh?" Meng Chuan stayed here, the sound of the top of the mountain echoed in the soul like a rolling thunder, and the pressure was extremely high. "It seems that compared with the last time, my spiritual will has not improved much."

When I came last time, I mastered the original rules of "Mundong Rules" and created my own Yuanshen Method "Painting World".

Compared with the last time... I only mastered one more original rule, "The Rules of the Opening Heaven". Although I have been comprehending the time rules for many years, I have not made any breakthroughs in the end. It is expected that the spiritual will not improve much.

"After all this has passed."

"After experiencing the test of tribulation and mastering one more original rule, my soul world is more stable... Maybe there is hope to reach the top of the mountain." Meng Chuan thought about it and moved forward step by step, and the sound on the top of the mountain became louder.

Ninety-nine thousand miles, one hundred thousand miles, one hundred thousand miles...

As Meng Chuan walked slowly, the top of the mountain became clearer and clearer in his vision, and even a faint golden light could be seen on the top of the mountain.

The moment she saw the golden light, Meng Chuan felt endlessly attracted, and the instinct of life told him... Go over quickly!

"It's getting more and more difficult." Meng Chuan insisted.

Now the sound on the top of the mountain has a growing impact on the soul, but there is no gain. At this level, it is very difficult to improve his spiritual will.

One hundred thousand two thousand miles, one hundred thousand three thousand miles, one hundred thousand three thousand miles, one hundred thousand three thousand five hundred miles...

"I can't walk anymore." Meng Chuan stopped. At this moment, it was about 103,900 miles away. "This is my limit now. It seems that my spiritual will is still different from that of the senior ancestor of the Realm. Senior ancestor of the Realm has already reached the top."

Meng Chuan is quite confident.

Because he has been focusing on practice over the years, he has not spent much effort on the Yuanshen Method. As long as he integrates the three basic parts of the "Rules of Opening Heaven" and the Rules of Time into the Yuanshen Method and continues to improve the Yuanshen Method, he believes that his mind will can be improved a little bit. In that way, he will definitely reach the top of the mountain, because at this moment, there is only a last section of road left to the top of the mountain.

Looking up at the top, Meng Chuan could see that there were still 1,100 miles left from the top of the mountain.

With his realm, even if he was suppressed by the Demon Mountain, the distance of 1,100 miles was very close, and Meng Chuan could clearly see the top of the mountain with his eyes.

A faint light cover covered the entire mountain top.

There are a large number of golden characters flowing on the surface of the cover, and these golden characters emit a faint golden light.

The golden light that Meng Chuan vaguely saw before originated from these characters.

"These characters are the sound characters on the top of the mountain that I heard." Meng Chuan looked at the characters, dozens of characters connected into a sentence, the characters flowed, and sentences appeared one by one. They were messy, and Meng Chuan could not tell the order of each sentence.

But at least, you can see complete sentences.

I don’t know the characters, but when Meng Chuan reads each sentence, it feels like a vast world bursting into his mind and has a lot of insights.

These golden characters, the same sentence, will have different insights when different practitioners see them. They can be understood this way, and they can be understood that way... They are like the source of all principles.

It's amazing to say that a sentence is so mysterious.

Every sentence of the characters flowing on the top of the mountain is so mysterious, Meng Chuan couldn't help but be shocked. He vaguely felt that if these characters could be integrated into a complete "one article", they would probably surpass any unique skill I had seen before.

One sentence, two sentences, three sentences...

Meng Chuan looked up at the top of the mountain, looked at the character sentences, and saw the many insights that emerged in his heart when he saw the fifth sentence. One of them was like a light in the darkness, which completely illuminated Meng Chuan's confused heart, allowing Meng Chuan's previous "rules of time" to have a direction and quickly integrated.

"Wow."

Meng Chuan's soul clone dissipated like a bubble. Here, he will always be affected by the sound of the mountaintop. At this moment, he will eliminate all interference and grasp this little bit of inspiration.

*******

Ganyuan Mountain, in the forest.

Meng Chuan, with a black robe and white hair, sat cross-legged on the thick and soft dead leaves. He followed the light of inspiration and quickly integrated his feelings.

The three basic parts of the time rule: past rules, present rules, and future rules. These three rules are naturally integrated, and you are in you and I are in you, and gradually merge into one.

Just like three primary colors, when combined, you can form a large number of colors.

In the past, present, and future, these three rules can also be combined into a large number of results. Only one is the most perfect, and that is the real rule of time.

"Finally, I have grasped its essence." Meng Chuan opened his eyes, his eyes with endless colors. He reached out and grabbed it gently. The palm of his palm was naturally a small complete space and space with stable space and space. The time flow rate was only one percent of that of the outside world, and it was running stably.

Meng Chuan looked at everything around him a little greedily.

The level of life has not changed, but the perspectives of viewing are different. Everything looks ten times more brilliant in your eyes.

For example, a wild flower in the distance.

In the past, Meng Chuan could see the slightest "tieno" of wild flowers. As the countless fluctuations emitted by plant life, the various impacts on space, and the billions of particle lines that naturally exist in the space pass through wild flowers, and everything could not be hidden from Meng Chuan. He even easily saw that the entire period of time when wild flowers grew from the past to withering in the future. The wild flowers in his eyes were seeing the complete cycle of life.

But now the scene Meng Chuan saw has changed again.

Billions of particle lines? Countless fluctuations? The impact on space? A period of time? These are all too superficial.

He saw the rules represented by these superficial appearances, and these countless complicated rules originated from time and space.

Time and space are the two cornerstones of all rules.

Meng Chuan can see that the influence of time rules and spatial rules forms countless small rules and the combination of countless rules reveals this beautiful world.

"rule."

Meng Chuan looked at the mountain, the trees, the flowers and plants, the flowing water...

I saw mountains, rivers, trees, but in fact there were countless rules, and I saw countless rules formed by time and space, which felt so wonderful.

No more confusion!

All-knowing!

It seems that the essence of everything is known.

"No." Meng Chuanyao saw the endless fog outside Ganyuan Mountain but woke up again. The fog contained endless mystery and great horror. It was just that some of the eight tribulation realms dared to break through to death. The mystery hidden by the fog was many times more complicated than those flowers, plants and trees.

Meng Chuan clearly knew that the endless mystery contained in fog must have originated from time and space.

But it was too complicated and he couldn't understand.

Meng Chuan then woke up and was still far from "knowing everything".

"Although everything in endless time and space comes from the two cornerstones of time and space. But the more mysterious things are, the more difficult it is to understand. For example, the physical body and the eternal secret treasures of the Eight Tribulation Realm are all things that I cannot understand." Meng Chuan understood this point. Even if it is as powerful as eternal existence and is called omniscient, it is very difficult to create a Thousand-Handed Senior Brother, which is comparable to the extreme of the Eight Tribulation Realm.
Chapter completed!