The long river of time flows forever.

Walking along the way, heading to the far past, passing by the Middle Ages, I saw with my own eyes the tragic tragedy of the Kunlun Realm being broken and the only one of the Saint Monks of Sumeru guarded it.

In ancient times, I saw the stunning charm of the Unmoved King Dazun.

Through ancient times, I saw the rise and prosperity of Confucianism, Tai Chi, Buddhist, Demonic, and the heavens. One by one, a group of people from the past, either feather fan or a scarf, or a universal life, or a journey to the ends of the world to preach.

The legendary Qi training man fell in the ancient Ming Dynasty.

But through Xuangu, Shengu... Minggu, I don’t know how many Yuanhui have arrived in ancient times.

In ancient times, Zhang Ruochen discovered the figures of Qi training men and witch Taoist practitioners several times. To be precise, their Nascent Soul and Witch Soul were extremely powerful. They passed through time and space and broke into the long river of time before they were seen by him.

No intersection.

No one attacked him, perhaps he did not notice him, or perhaps he just regarded him as part of the secret of heaven.

Starting from the Middle Ages and moving forward, Zhang Ruochen would always encounter various interceptions and attacks.

Some, he could recognize which forces belong to later generations, such as the Temple of Time and the Temple of Destiny. But more, he didn't even know which forces were attacking in later generations.

He only recognized the very few strong people among them, such as the Democratic King Dazun, the Demon, the Confucian ancestor, the Buddha, and the Sword ancestor...

More, he didn't know anything.

After coming to ancient times, Zhang Ruochen was never attacked again.

Because there was a great disaster in the late ancient times, and almost all inheritances were cut off. Even if Qi training men and witch monks were powerful, after entering the ancient ancient times, the rules of heaven and earth changed, and they did not fall.

The three paths in Kunlun Realm are to emerge in the late Ming Gu period and defeat the declining ancient witches and Qi training men.

After passing through the three periods of ancient times, Zhang Ruochen never saw the figure of human monks on the long river of time again.

After ancient times, it is ancient times.

Legend has it that the ancient times were extremely chaotic, with all races standing in hand. Humans were born during this period. Unfortunately, humans at that time could only survive in the cracks of all races.

Of course, the strongest human race was born in ancient times, and it was able to challenge the top strong people among all races.

For example, "human ancestor".

It is long impossible to find out whether the human ancestor exists, but at least various legends related to him are still circulating in later generations. There are even rumors that he is the first monk who controls time and space at the same time.

Through various periods of ancient times, we come to the ancient times.

Finally, there is no longer only a long river of time in Zhang Ruochen's vision.

The river of time gradually became blurred, and colorful chaotic energy appeared on the river surface, and the power of time and space became quite disordered.

"Rumbling."

The Sumeru Temple kept shaking, and the cracks on the ground became wider and wider.

Zhang Ruochen looked up at the sky and saw a cluster of bright nebula flying rapidly towards the downstream of the long river of time. To be precise, it was the illusion that Sumeru Temple continued to move forward.

"In legend, in the ancient times, the entire universe was in chaos. During this period, the ancient creatures born were very powerful, born out of nature, able to directly swallow the chaotic energy and mainly practice the physical body."

"It's a pity that at the end of the ancient times, the planets began to be born in the universe, and the rules of heaven and earth changed again. Those powerful ancient creatures could not reproduce and were almost dead."

As he continued to move forward, Zhang Ruochen could no longer see the planet or nebula.

The river of time became even more faint, and ancient creatures often flew over his head, with huge and boundless body, which was even more shocking than the phoenix Zhang Ruochen saw in the late Middle Ages.

It took countless years, but Zhang Ruochen finally passed through Taigu and came to Taichu.

Taichu is the place where space and time were born.

At this time, there was no universe, no creature, and even the chaos aura had just been born. The space was filled with various particles and rules.

The space is highly squeezed, and the temperature reaches a point where the gods cannot withstand it.

"Boom."

Under the squeeze of space and the refining of high temperatures, the Sumeru Temple shook even more violently. Even the large amount of space and time mystery seemed to be unable to resist.

The long river of time below still exists, but it has become as faint as a shadow.

Looking along the long river of time, Zhang Ruochen finally saw the end of the long river.

There was a black area, like a black hole, without light. But there were countless particles and rules that burst out from it.

If it weren't for the protection of the mystery of time and space, even gods would die instantly when they came here.

Zhang Ruochen tried hard to calm down his excited and shocked mood, because he saw that the Sumeru Temple would not last long, and he came here not to see the appearance of space and time when it was born, but to integrate a first-class holy intention.

The Sumeru Holy Monk sent him here in a martyrdom way. How could he live up to the holy monk's expectations for him?

However, the holy monk did not tell him at all what was the connection between coming here and fusion of the first-class holy will? Zhang Ruochen was extremely anxious, but he had no clue.

Regarding the understanding of the holy path and the understanding of time and space, Zhang Ruochen is more than 100,000 times worse than the holy monk Sumi.

The holy monk may have understood the key to condensing the first-class holy will, but Zhang Ruochen is just a great saint who has practiced for less than a thousand years. How can he understand this worldly truth?

Zhang Ruochen rushed into the hall, first put his hands together and bowed to the corpse of the Sumeru Holy Monk, and then asked: "Saint Monk, when you were dying, you had entered the realm of Buddha. You must have seen some secret of heaven at that moment and knew the method of condensing the first level of holy will, so you chose me 100,000 years later. Now, we have arrived at the destination, should you tell me the method of condensing?"

There was a dead silence in the hall.

Only the sound of the broken walls sounded.

"Holy monk, stop kidding, just say something, even a word of reminder is fine. Holy monk, holy monk, master..."

"Master, I didn't mean to not call you Master, it's because you have never officially accepted me as your disciple. Moreover, you have never called me before, and suddenly you can't change your words."

Zhang Ruochen knelt in front of the corpse of the Sumeru Holy Monk, grabbed his shoulder with both hands, shook it gently, and begged sincerely: "Master, we don't have much time, please cheer up a little. You are the Buddha, can you send me to the West? I don't believe that you can send me here from the future, but you don't even have the strength to speak a word."

Still dead silent.

"Master, do you really want me to realize it yourself? I am under too much pressure!"

Zhang Ruochen looked at the Sumeru Holy Monk who closed his eyes and lowered his head, and knew that he had indeed passed away. He sighed sadly, let go of his hands, and said, "I'm asking too much. Sorry, Master, I'm disturbing me!"

After bowing again, Zhang Ruochen walked out of the hall.

The space ahead was squeezed even harder, with various particles dense, and the Sumeru Temple was shaking constantly and had already stopped.

On the ground, there are cracks.

The walls of the ancient temple are constantly collapsed.

Zhang Ruochen collected the rainbow-making vine planted from the god-hunting star soul and wrapped it into the "Sixth Patriarch's Samadhi Samadhi" to avoid being destroyed with the Sumeru Temple.

"If Master knew the method of condensing the first-class holy will, he would definitely tell me in some way. Since he didn't tell me, it means that he didn't know the method."

"He should just guess that there may be an opportunity to condense a first-class holy will at the beginning of time and space."

"It depends on myself."

Zhang Ruochen closed his eyes to calm down his chaotic heart.

Over the long river of time, he had been practicing for many years, and his mental power had already broken through to the sixty-ninth level, and the holy soul was far stronger than before. Even the rules of the holy path exceeded 20 billion paths, reaching a height that other great saints in the Hundred Shackle Realm had never reached.

With the help of the mystery of time and space, his time and space accomplishments have been improved by several levels.

It is almost impossible for other monks to condense the tenth holy will.

However, at this moment, Zhang Ruochen had full confidence to condense the holy will of time and space, reaching ten levels.

But now, the key is not to condense the tenth holy will, but to cultivate the holy will of time and space so as to better integrate with the holy will of Yin and Yang and the Five Elements and reach the most perfect level.

"Time and space, Yin and Yang, and Five Elements."

"Time and space, Yin and Yang, and Five Elements."

...

Zhang Ruochen kept reciting this, and the memories in his mind began to be played back from here.

From the beginning of time and space, various particles and rules of heaven and earth burst out, and then the chaotic energy was born and entered the ancient times.

Ancient creatures were born in the chaos.

Then there are the ancient, ancient, ancient, ancient... the ancient, ancient, ancient, ancient, ancient, and the scenes of the period are constantly flashing through his mind.

Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen opened his eyes.

In my mind, all the pictures were pulled back in an instant and condensed at one point.

Zhang Ruochen looked into the distance, a black hole that was constantly squirting with particles and rules, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "There is the birth of time, space, yin and yang, and the five elements, which contains everything. Although it does not contain all rivers and all things, it all evolved from here."

"Boom."

I wonder if I felt the thought in Zhang Ruochen's mind, and the Sumeru Temple continued to move forward and rushed towards the singularity at the beginning of the birth of space.

What drives the Sumeru Temple is the mystery of time and space.

The mystery of time and space were burning at the same time.

Zhang Ruochen came to the hall, turned into a small figure, and sat cross-legged in the palm of the Sumeru Holy Monk.

He had already thought of a way to combine the nine holy wills of Yin and Yang and Five Elements and Time and Space, but he didn't know if it would work or not, so he could only fight once.

Moreover, there is only one time to fight.

The mystery of time and space have already burned, and once it is burned, he will undoubtedly die.

Now, the first step Zhang Ruochen needs to do is to integrate the holy will of the Five Elements Fire Path into the holy will of Yin and Yang and Five Elements before the two mysteries are burned out.

Only in this way can even if his physical body, holy soul, and mental power are broken into particles, the Yin and Yang and the Five Elements can still allow these particles to condense without dispersing.

Of course, the premise is that his will and spirit are strong enough that even if it is broken into particles, he must still be able to maintain the holy will of Yin and Yang and Five Elements.

Only by doing this first step can one seize a glimmer of opportunity in the second step, integrate the holy will of time and space into it, and achieve an absolute perfection.

As for what kind of holy intention of time and holy intention of space should be condensed, Zhang Ruochen still has no idea.

The chances of success and survival are less than one in ten million.

I can only fight!

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