With a "boom", the time marks in the space within a radius of 100,000 miles trembled and gathered towards the sundial.

On the sundial, at four o'clock in the morning, a door of space appeared.

Zhang Ruochen flew into the door without hesitation.

After many years, he once again entered the inner space of the sundial and appeared in a place like an ancient cave.

Back then, in order to rescue Chi Kongle from the God of Xiu Chen, the door of the sundial space was opened once. After that, Zhang Ruochen wanted to enter the sundial, but he still couldn't understand the method.

In the cave, the extinguished fire actually started to burn.

Zhang Ruochen looked carefully and found that the flames were formed by the convergence of the mark of time.

Time is burning!

The old woodcutter's voice came into Zhang Ruochen's ears again and said, "The sundial has been repaired, but the spirit of the weapon has become very weak and has lost consciousness because it has suffered severe trauma."

"At present, the sundial can only support ten gods in the Butian Realm to practice together. If they are great gods, they can only practice alone."

Zhang Ruochen said: "Can't the sundial spirit grow up quickly?"

"How is it that easy? The growth of the weapon spirit is a long process. What you can do now is to spend time to first cultivate the consciousness of the weapon spirit. Of course, there is not no other way!"

Zhang Ruochen hurriedly asked, "What's the solution?"

"Turn directly refine a god who majors in the way of time into a sundial and turns it into a weapon spirit. However, there are disadvantages. After all, as long as it is a god, it will have an upper limit for growth. Unless the god you find, its own strength and potential are extraordinary." said the old woodcutter.
Chapter completed!