"Where is this?"

The moment Su Daoyang woke up, the first question that came to his mind.

Two days ago, Su Daoyang and Luluo began to comprehend the timeline burned in the dream of life and death, but because their consciousness could not be unified, they could not enter the past and future of the timeline.

The turning point came to Luthos, and the timeline changed when she was about to give up and quit to do her own thing.

"The past is the past, and the future cannot be changed deliberately!" Su Daoyang said silently.

He himself did not think that the future that entered the timeline only needed to be entered by going with the flow, rather than deliberately contemplating it.

Su Daoyang looked around, only to find that he was in an unfamiliar environment, and the clothes on his body had also changed drastically.

The clothes are dark purple robes, and the style is biased towards middle-aged, and sure enough, when he looked at himself in the mirror, he understood his identity, a veritable middle-aged uncle.

"This should be the past part of the timeline!" Su Daoyang thought.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, followed by a loud female voice saying, "Deacon Li, the sect has begun!

"It's not bad, it's still a deacon!" Su Daoyang teased himself, the past that traveled to the timeline was random, and if he was unlucky, he might have become the consciousness of the wild cats and wild dogs of the sect.

Crunch

Su Daoyang pushed open the door, and outside was a woman wearing light makeup, and the material of the clothes on her body was obviously a few levels lower, he guessed that it should be a disciple or something.

"Is it starting so soon?" Su Daoyang didn't know the specific situation, so he could only ask a general question first to avoid misunderstanding.

Unexpectedly, the woman's actions were completely beyond his expectations.

I saw the woman smile charmingly, and the moment she stepped into the threshold, she closed the door with her backhand, and the whole person fell into Su Daoyang's arms.

"Deacon Li, it's still early, let's ...... first" The female disciple stretched out her hand to hold Su Daoyang's neck.

"I'll go, what's the situation?" Su Daoyang was a little confused.

"Don't delay the matter, half a pillar of incense will be solved!" The female disciple stuck to him again, wanting to undress him.

However, what happened in the next second made Su Daoyang stunned, only to see the female disciples retreat one by one, and then fall on the dress.

"Dead ghost, I know that you won't let people go!" the female disciple snorted.

After a while, the female disciple spoke again, "Okay, I'll wait here for you to come back!"

"By the way, Deacon Li, see if the batch of pills I want can be ......" The female disciple bit her lip and looked pitiful.

"Damn, what the hell is this?" Su Daoyang didn't know what was going on at all, as if the female disciple was acting and talking to herself, but he didn't do anything!

"No, I've traveled to the past of the timeline of the dream of life and death, and what happened here has already happened!"

Su Daoyang fell into deep thought, and only thought for a long time: "Could it be that what I am experiencing now is just an image?

The female disciple was still on the bed, and at this moment she had already taken off half of her clothes, and was wiping an unknown essential oil in one hand.

"I'll it!Is the life of this sect so extravagant!" Su Daoyang immediately turned around and left.

The people he met on the road made him more determined about his current situation, this was obviously a large collection of 'past phenomena', there were people who talked to him inexplicably, and there were people who made various actions, but he never moved, he understood that this was what this Deacon Li had said in the past, and it had nothing to do with him Su Daoyang.

He is just a wisp of consciousness attached to this Deacon Li, the real passer-by, only Deacon Li, who carries his consciousness, can let him control it, but he still can't change the behavior of others.

"Where is the big competition of the sect?" Su Daoyang turned around, and he was confused, and he didn't see the large-scale assembly at all.

"It seems that I have to find something that I can use for myself!" Su Daoyang thought, and then stared at the shop on the side, "Yibaolou, there should be a lot of things that can be used!"

However, he also had a doubt in his mind about whether the objects here would be useful to him, or whether he could use them, since he was in the images of the past.

Su Daoyang shook his head, he didn't want to do this for the time being, after all, it was very simple to verify this question, just go in and get an item.

Three steps and two steps, Su Daoyang walked to the nearest counter, and sure enough, the people in the Yibao Building were like puppets doing their own things repeatedly, and they couldn't see Su Daoyang at all.

"Try it first!" Su Daoyang picked up a sword, "Hey, this item can still be used?"

"Take a few more!"

Sure enough, everything can be picked up, at least in this Strange Treasure Building.

"The power of time is unpredictable!" Su Daoyang was full of emotion, he guessed that the past of the timeline was not all images, just like these items were all orderly existences composed of the power of time, so that living beings or things beyond the scope of the power of time could not be fully revealed.

"Good thing, here's a map!"

Su Daoyang opened one of the parchments, on which a three-dimensional map was carved with spiritual power, he stopped his gaze on a valley, and muttered: "The location of this sect is too unreasonable, isn't it, is this kind of place suitable for such a large-scale movement?

Complaining is complaining, but Su Daoyang still went obediently, he always kept in mind his goal, that is, to find the past of the timeline, and then corroborate with normal time, and understand the so-called time.

Soon, Su Daoyang had already come to the address of Zongmen Dabi, which was crowded with more than 10,000 people.

"This sect is not small!"

For example, the Taiqing Sect, their disciples will not exceed 10,000, even if there are tens of millions of people who want to join the Taiqing Sect every year, but the sect's resources are limited, and it is impossible to accept so many disciples, but Deacon Li's sect can see more than 10,000 people at one time, think about it, you know that this sect is not weak.

"I won't just stand like this!" Su Daoyang looked left and right, and finally saw two rows of positions on the high platform in the middle, on which two big deacons were written with a red pen.

"The deacon should be sitting there!" Su Daoyang guessed, he didn't want to detach himself from the development of the original story in the past, which would leave out a lot of useful information.

There are only two surnamed Li in the two rows of seats, but one of the seats next to Li Hui is already occupied, and only one person named Li Yuwen is left.

"That position should be mine! It seems that the person I am aware of is Li Yuwen!" Su Daoyang was already sitting in his position.

Soon, a person named Jiang Pengyi next to him began to lean towards him and said, "Li Yuwen, isn't that female disciple's taste wonderful!"

After a while, Jiang Pengyi squinted his eyes again and smiled lewdly: "Next time the two of us change, although my female disciple is superb in figure and appearance, she is still not sassy enough!

"Damn, these two scumbags!" Su Daoyang said to himself, he knew that he was just a spectator anyway, and no one paid attention to what he said or did.

"The sect master is here, I'll go to your residence to talk later!" Jiang Pengyi said with a lewd expression.

Su Daoyang didn't have to think about it, this guy must not be a good conversation.

"Be quiet, this sect competition is to determine the strongest genius under the age of twenty in our sect, remember that our Ten Thousand Tribulation Sect only cultivates the strongest genius!"

The audience was silent, only a middle-aged man standing at the top shouted excitedly.

"Ten Thousand Tribulation Sect, the name is quite domineering!" Su Daoyang muttered.

"So, let's fight! the strongest should return with all their might!" the sect master began to shout again.

"Ten thousand calamities, ten thousand calamities!"

The waves of sound one after another pressed against Su Daoyang's eardrums, and a sense of shock arose.

"Is this the sect?" Su Daoyang was shocked, in his eyes, the image of the sect was not good, it was a place full of intrigue and intrigue, but the Ten Thousand Tribulation Sect gave him a different feeling.

"Alright, this battle is a dogfight!"

"In the Ten Thousand Tribulation Sect, you can form a faction, you can use intrigue and trickery, because the strongest don't need to fear anything!"

"Let's get started!"

The sect threw out a token engraved with a golden dragon, and suddenly more than 10,000 people were all excited, they knew the rules, and the last person who held the golden dragon order was the strongest genius, of course, there was another cruel rule.

Holding the Golden Dragon Order means fighting, life and death.

Flames, ice, thunder, all kinds of spiritual power were blasted out of brilliant flowers, so far no one has held the Golden Dragon Order for more than three breaths, either let go or die, there is no choice.

"This big competition is also tragic, isn't it! Is this the power of the ancient sect?" Su Daoyang thought.

"Brother Li, you don't know one thing!" Jiang Pengyi looked yearning, and then said: "The strongest person in this year's session will have a chance to martial arts!"

Su Daoyang just wrote down everything Jiang Pengyi said, it is extremely difficult to find the source of time here, and it is necessary to find clues from these 'people'.

Jiang Pengyi said again: "A place like the Martial Pagoda is still suitable for rough people, and a noble refiner like me really doesn't want to go!"

Su Daoyang looked at Jiang Pengyi in surprise, he didn't expect that this scum of a woman with a full head turned out to be an alchemist.

"That is, although our strength is not strong, but your elixir and my formation are known to be strong in the Ten Thousand Tribulation Sect, and those female disciples can't wait to get up!" Jiang Pengyi said proudly.

Su Daoyang felt a little bored, he seemed to be the only outsider in this world, and communication without language was very easy to collapse, not to mention that he was still shouldering a task.

"Learn from other people's battles!" Su Daoyang focused on the melee of 10,000 people, and he deeply understood that if you want to become a master of a hundred battles, you must learn to look at other people's tricks, as the so-called mastery of the enemy's long skills to control the enemy, and those who cultivate must also understand this.

(Come back in a month and continue to write, I wish you all a happy Mid-Autumn Festival.) ）