Anti-piracy chapters,Refresh it again after 2o minutes to see the text,The following is a fantasy handwritten by Kelongxin

At night, the starlight is faint, and the waning moon hangs obliquely. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In a small forest in the academy, Furuzawa sat quietly cross-legged, his eyes closed.

It wasn't until there was silence around him that he slowly opened his eyes and stretched out his left arm, the swirl mark on it turning into a black fluid that floated out of his skin.

"Who would have thought that in this mass of fluid, there would be a chaotic world." Gu Ze muttered to himself, and the whole person suddenly flashed and disappeared.

And where he used to be, the fluid slowly fell, clinging to the grass, and no one would appear in the night.

The next moment, Gu Ze appeared in a hazy confined space, looking around curiously.

"This chaotic space in the fluid has not changed at all in the past hundred years." Gu Ze sighed.

Now, he is standing in this chaotic space.

Chaos, that is the supreme holy thing that only existed when the ancient world was not opened, and there is an ancient saying: when the two instruments were not divided in the past, they were called Hongyuan. Mingshui Menghong, like a chicken, is called chaos.

The chaotic space, even with the cultivation of the Supreme Sage of Gu Ze, is difficult to create.

Because of the beginning of chaos, the heavens and the earth have not been opened, time and space are endless, and the rules have not been derived. Therefore, the time and space in this chaotic space are the same as the chaotic world at the beginning of the universe, and the time and space are immortal.

In other words, there is no passage of time, no movement of space, time is immortal, and space is immortal.

The most incredible thing is that this is just a mystery of the fluid, the fluid has more value, Gu Ze didn't have time to show it back then, and now, his cultivation is too low, and it is difficult to show it.

Gu Ze retracted his gaze and said with emotion: "What kind of cultivation can you do with such means? Perhaps I can use this fluid to get a glimpse of the Emperor's advanced method. ”

Of course, the immortal power of this space is not absolute, Gu Ze has been present, and the immortal power here is even more obvious for low-level cultivators.

For example, a monk in the Initiation Realm who cultivates here for a year may only have a breath outside, while a monk in the Lingtai Realm has been cultivating here for a year, and the time outside may be one day in the past.

By analogy, when he practiced in this ring for three days with the cultivation of the Great Sage, the time that had passed outside was almost the same.

"In the future, I can practice here, and the time wasted in the past sixteen years, and the gap between me and others, can be made up." Gu Ze thought secretly.

In front of him, at the junction of the hazy void, there was a golden and brilliant thunder pool, in which thunder and lightning roared, and the thick thunder snake was moving up and down, looking mighty.

In the depths of the thunder pool, there was something faintly sleeping, and the sleeping creatures did not emit a trace of fluctuations, as if it had been like this for eternity.

Underneath the Thunder Pond is a collection of quaint scrolls, covered with dust and cobwebs, which look extremely old when they were stored.

Gu Ze stepped forward, his gaze fell on the scroll below, and hurriedly swept it, and suddenly he felt a wave of ecstasy in his heart.

"Nine Heavens Thunder"

"Eight Desolations"

"Spiritual Formula"

"Three Thousand Illusions"

Wait a minute......

A scroll is a magic spell, Gu Ze is dizzying, pick up a scroll, he can't put it down.

If it was Gu Ze's previous cultivation, he would naturally not look down on these scrolls in front of him, but now he is just a monk who has led to a change in the Xuan Realm, and it would be good to have supernatural powers to cultivate, this is the situation is stronger than people.

"This space is simply a treasure land for cultivation, not only is the time almost frozen, but the supernatural powers stored in it are all invisible in the world, so that if I reach the peak again, it will not be wishful thinking to seek revenge on those black-clothed people." Gu Ze muttered to himself.

More importantly, he wants to go one step further and achieve the true position of the legendary emperor.

Thinking of this, Gu Ze began to look through the scroll in his hand, but the more he looked back, the more ugly his face became.

"This scroll can only be cultivated by obtaining the Spirit Terrace Realm......"

"This scroll is domineering, but the cultivation conditions are too harsh, and my body that leads to the first transformation of the Xuan Realm can't bear it at all."

"This scroll has to be practiced by both men and women, this and this, where can I find a woman to practice with me?"

Seeing the end, Gu Ze was really depressed, and his eyes fell on the golden scroll in the corner.

"Nine Heavenly Thunder": Spiritual Qi turns into thunder, the palm is struck, refined to the fullest, can resist 100,000 heavenly thunder, on the thunder sea, between the waves, the sky thunder roars, and everything is destroyed.

Gu Ze looked at it again, this scroll did not have any realm restrictions, and it was just suitable for his own cultivation.

"That's you." Gu Ze picked up the scroll, and his gaze fell on the thunder pool above again.

"I really don't know what creatures are sleeping in the thunder pool? Or is the creature dead? Gu Ze was very curious, when he was the Great Sage, he didn't have time to check, he was killed by those three mysterious black-clothed men and buried Emperor Yuan.

After thinking about it, Gu Ze said to himself: "Although time does not pass in this chaos, when I go to the grove from my room, it is almost curfew time, and it will not be good if I don't go back and be asked why." ”

After all, this fluid is his biggest secret, and no one can tell it.

Therefore, Gu Ze's figure flashed, and when he reappeared, he had already appeared in the grove, and in his hand, there was an extra golden scroll.

The fluid in the grass suddenly flew up and melted into Gu Ze's left arm again, turning into a black vortex mark.

Gu Ze smiled, took advantage of the night, shook his body, and disappeared into the night.

After a short time, he returned to his room, and as soon as he sat down, he heard the footsteps of his senior brother who was checking the room outside the door.

"Senior Brother Gu Ze, don't be greedy for fun, you still have homework to review tomorrow, rest early." Senior brother's voice came from outside the door.

"Got it, brother." Gu Ze answered, and extinguished the candle in the house.

In the darkness, Gu Ze lay on the bed, thinking about today's scene all the time.

In this world, the strong are respected, and the law of the jungle is an eternal and unchanging ancient truth.

If he hadn't wasted the cultivation time he should have in the past sixteen years, it would definitely not be comparable to the situation in front of him, who would dare to despise himself, and which person would dare to call himself an oil bottle?

Everything that is born today comes from one's own low realm. If it was placed in the past, when Gu Ze's memory did not recover, he could only endure it.

But now, it is obvious that Lin You and Wu Can will soon be unlucky.

"Hehe, Lin You, Wu Can, you wait, I'll give you a big surprise soon!" Gu Ze gradually fell asleep.