On the way down, the tower next to it was different, with a huge keel attached to it, which was drastically shortening as a reference, and the speed was uncontrollably fast.

  As the ground got closer and closer, his pupils dilated, and he wanted to mention his spiritual power, but he couldn't feel anything.

  Daylight's last thought was that he was going to die.

  This damn bet, fuck it!

  The ground slammed against him, and all was silent.

  When he opened his eyes, he was back in the tower, and the Dust Throne was just above the steps in front of him.

  The constellation as a whole is composed of glowing dust, with a smooth texture, and there is a faint galaxy of stars in it, accompanied by the falling sand waterfall turning into dots of dust.

  Daylight came here for the purpose of it, and he needed to use it to fulfill his wishes.

  He climbed the steps and sat directly on the dust god seat, rubbing his hand against the handrail of the cosmic dust condensation, and whispered, "If you can grant your wish, then resurrect my father, whose name is Sword Death." ”

  There was silence.

  Nothing happened.

  With a bang, under the throne, the bronze rune gate facing it opened.

  The river god of 理 (xìng) walks with a powerful step, and the long hair of the waterfall drags behind (shēn) like a skirt. "Brave young man, this is what you are here for, and you think that if you sit on it and say whatever you want, it will come true. ”

  Daylight stood up from the dust god throne with a confused expression: "It's different from what I know, nothing happened. ”

  理 (xìng) The river god smiled: "You think too simply, you are too weak, be glad that nothing happened, and the god seat will turn those who are not worthy of it into a part of himself, a grain of sand." ”

  Daylight frowned. "Then I'm all right. ”

  理 (xìng) River God continues: "You have to see yourself as an opportunistic loophole. ”

  "Loopholes?" the day became even more confusing.

  The river god curled the corners of his mouth and said slowly: "The power in your bloodline will make the dust god seat surrender for a short time, but if you want to fulfill your wish, you must become an existence worthy of it. ”

  Is the power in my bloodline the bloodline of the Ancient Sword Clan? But the Sword Clan is just a gatekeeper when it comes back to it.

  With doubts in his heart, Bai Tian looked back at the constellation of cosmic dust. "How can it be considered worthy of it. ”

  The river god explained: "Your journey of confusion is coming to an end, and you will have only one goal in the future, to be the first in the world, and you will become the old enemy of the previous master, the Chaos Evil Dragon, and compete for the Dust God Throne." ”

  "It's troublesome. "The day comes from the heart.

  A holy and beautiful white door appeared out of thin air in front of him, and the old man with white hair and white beard walked out, and he said with a cute face: "It's very troublesome, this is a rugged road, even if there are few people in the sky and unparalleled people in the earth, it is difficult to finish, you have just overcome death, nothing can make you afraid." ”

  "I've seen this door. Daylight remembered that he had seen this door more than once.

  When he was in the Sword Clan, in a dream he saw the dead soul of the Sword Clan walking through this door.

  When I was in the Black Grass Plains, I also entered this gate and came to the tower.

  The white-haired old man smiled and said, "This is the door of truth, he can make you see everything clearly, what you see when you fall." ”

  "Tower. Daylight replied.

  "Nothing else. The old man stroked his beard uncoordinatedly.

  Daylight recalled. "A black bone dragon clings to the tower. ”

  The old man nodded. "Dragon's bones. ”

  "Why am I always entangled with that dragon? "Ask the questions that matter to your heart.

  The old man did not answer, but pointed to the door of truth. "If you look closely, the door is also the window, the eyes, the heart, and the future. ”

  There is a scene in the Gate of Truth, the world is dark, and seven towers are like poisonous nails stuck in the deadly places of the world.

  The Chaos Dragon rolls in the night sky, its body as far as the eye can see, and the dragon's flame breathes brighter than the white night.

  "This is the coming end (rì), and no one can live. The old man said.

  "It has nothing to do with me. Bai Tian said.

  Although the vision in front of him was shocking, he had only come to resurrect his father.

  I thought that the old man would persuade him to save the world or something, but the old man said, "That's right, it's not your responsibility, you will be safe in the tower." ”

  Bai Tian was a little surprised, and then he thought that there was such a person in his heart, even if it was the end of the world (rì), he didn't want her to be in danger.

  As if sensing what was in his mind, the scene inside the Gate of Truth changed again.

  It was Huarong City, a girl in gray robe and silver armor, holding a golden spear, standing on the wall of Huarong City.

  Her face was so resolute that she felt distressed during the day.

  Her mouth was moving, and her voice was clear.

  "Waiting for you. ”

  "It's just a fantasy. Bai Tian said, the illusion inside the door is very real, this time the enemy is not Tianji, nor the blood god (diàn), but the shadow army of the Qianhua Dao people, it is not like it is real.

  The old man frowned and said softly, "This is not an illusion, but a reality is happening. ”

  The daytime table (qíng) is extremely solemn: "Then I must go out and save her." ”

  The white-haired old man stopped him, his eyes were full of sadness, and he said in a heavy tone, "If you want to go out, you have to cultivate here for four years." ”

  "Get out of the way, she's in danger and I have to save her. Daylight insisted.

  "If you agree to stay here, I will let the god of desolation save her, you have seen the god of desolation, he is in that city. The white-haired old man said.

  Daylight looked at the scene in the door and fell into a choice.

  With a wave of the old man's hand, the door of truth closed, and the illusion vanished. "Now you can't save her, child, no matter where you are, implement a truth, the strong are respected, if you want to become strong, you need more than just hard work, you know what you are lacking now. ”

  "Time. Bai Tian agreed.

  Time has almost driven him (bī) crazy, he is thinking about revenge, but also thinking about becoming stronger, and now even saving the world falls on him (shēn), and he doesn't even have time to cultivate, so he can only keep moving forward, unable to stop.

  The white-haired old man nodded. "That's right, it's time, it's easy for an immortal cultivator to comprehend an ordinary spell for two or three years, and some people are difficult to break through the realm after a few years of retreat and cultivation, so what you lack the most is time, but here, the flow of time is much slower than the outside world, two years of the outside world is only one month, even if you stay here for four years and then go out, the outside world is only two months, just like before you came in, but you can learn a lot and grow a lot in these four years. ”

  "But no one can do that. Daylight paused in hesitation, "Change the time." ”

  He didn't know if he could trust the kind old man in front of him.

  The old man smiled and said: "Hehe, where do you think this is? This is a tower created by the gods, how long have you been walking in it? Outside is only a few days, time is like a flood beast, never stopping, if you don't pay attention to it, you will sink to the bottom of the river with broken bones (shēn), if you want to take advantage of the long river of time, you can only cheat, this is the tower, made by the gods." ”

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