Let's go, let's go!

Mo Chen doesn't know how long he's been gone, a year? Two years?

No, no, no, it was too short, Mo Chen felt that he had been walking for decades, this road was too long, and Mo Chen wondered if this road was headless.

In fact, what Mo Chen didn't know was that in this corridor of years, one of the days was a hundred years outside, that is, more than 36,500 years had passed outside.

Inside, there is no end in sight;

Outside, things are not people.

I don't know how long I walked, Mo Chen seemed to have forgotten everything, he only knew that he had to walk out of this corridor. Suddenly, Mo Chen was startled by a loud noise outside the corridor. He followed the prestige, and saw a man in black standing on the long river of time outside the corridor, at this time he was covered in blood, but he was still imposing.

Mo Chen felt as if he had seen him somewhere, where was that?

Mo Chen can't remember, but does it matter?

Does it matter? Important, there has always been a faint voice in Mo Chen's heart that keeps shouting, there are some things that can't be forgotten, and it's too late to forget! If you forget yourself, you will regret it for the rest of your life.

Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle bells.

A string of crisp silver bells rang out nowhere, echoing in this space, shocking people's minds, Mo Chen felt empty in his mind, but there seemed to be a hazy picture.

It was a rainy and misty man, an old man, walking on a muddy path, with his hands behind his back, and his mouth kept talking, and behind him, there was a young man, holding an umbrella, following the old man closely, listening carefully to every word the old man said.

There is a picture of an old man sitting in a dilapidated small house, with kind eyebrows, holding a small baby, and reading something in his mouth, and there are many children around him, surrounding the two of them, talking and laughing.

What did the old man say?

Mo Chen tried hard to hear clearly, but the harder he listened, the more his head hurt, as if it was about to tear. I don't know how long this pain lasted, but Mo Chen finally heard what the man said.

"Mo Chen, Mo Chen, grandpa's little Mo Chen, this will be your home in the future! You still have good brothers and sisters! We are all your relatives! ”

"Mo Chen, Mo Chen! Little Mo Chen! ”

"Mo Chen!"

"My name is Mo Chen! I'm Mo Chen! Dean Grandpa, Sister Xiao Miao, Teacher ......"

Mo Chen's eyes gradually regained their brilliance, as if the gray mist had been blown away, revealing a bright starry sky!

Right! It was the starry sky, and at this moment, Mo Chen clearly felt that his mind was incomparably light, and a sea of stars appeared in his eyes.

"Huh~"

A puzzle sounded, and Mo Chen saw a man in black appear in front of him, who was a person who had gone against the ages.

The man in black looked at Mo Chen and said, "The little guy is not simple! I have broken through the baptism of the years, and now my heart is as solid as a god, not much! ”

The man in black looked at Mo Chen, but Mo Chen couldn't see his face clearly.

"It's still the bloodline of the ancient wilderness, it's really rare! Little one, where are you going? The man in black looked at Mo Chen and asked.

"Where to go?" Mo Chen didn't know either, because he only vaguely knew where he was going, it was a lost place, and there might be the final answer to his own life experience.

"A world lost in antiquity, eh...... It's like drifting in ancient times...... No, it's drifting in the void, as if I'm looking for somewhere! Forehead...... Damn, there's something weird in my head! Mo Chen was a little annoyed, because his mind was messed up now.

"Hehe" The man in black smiled and said indifferently: "This is the awakening of your ancient consciousness, and your mother has given you enough strength, you belong to the wilderness, belong to the ancients, these are engraved in your flesh and blood, in your bones, no one can change it, no one can stop it." ”

"And how do I get to that place?" Mo Chen asked.

The man in black looked at the road ahead and said, "As long as you think about that place, it's fine, but what I really want to ask is that the ancient lost land will sooner or later fall on a world, have you thought about where to let it fall?" ”

When Mo Chen heard this, he was stunned at first, and then said, "What does this have to do with me, I just ...... Go home. ”

In the end, Mo Chen's voice was too small to be heard. Mo Chen knew that if he really got there, it was very likely that he would call it home, and Mo Chen loved the concept of home very much, so Mo Chen couldn't stay out of it whether it was for himself or anything.

The man in black seemed to see Mo Chen's doubts, and said with a smile: "Hehe, little guy, you have a fate with me, I might as well give you a creation!" ”

After the man in black finished speaking, he tapped Mo Chen's forehead, and then said, "When you need that place of arrival, just ask the point of light in your mind!" It will answer your questions before you come into that world. ”

"Point ......of light" Mo Chen was a little puzzled, but his consciousness was soon blurred, but before he fell asleep, he seemed to see a light gate, the side of the light gate, he couldn't see clearly, but Mo Chen knew that when he got there, he would be infinitely close to his destination.

The man in black looked at Mo Chen as if he was smiling, and then entered the long river of those years.

Fight! Fight!

It's fate!

It's the years that have passed!

I don't know how long it took, Mo Chen woke up, the light gate was still there, and Mo Chen walked in.

It seems to be another corridor here, but there are many picture scrolls suspended around here, which depict this sub-picture, when Mo Chen stares at a picture scroll, the picture scroll will show itself, and the picture on it will move, which is to describe the life of the person in the painting, birth, old age, illness, and death, all on the picture scroll.

So magical!

This is not the kind of hazy picture when you are on the corridor of time, this is a clear display of a person's life, the picture scroll here seems to be endless, maybe, here, you can see everything in the world.

Mo Chen watched as he walked, he looked at the lives of many people, some were magnificent, some were plain, among them there were all kinds of people, politicians, thieves, emperors, robbers, soldiers, farmers, merchants, actors, farmers, pirates, animals, but their final ending was attributed to this long river of history, turned into a drop of water in this river.

"Is it true that no one can escape the rules of the years?" Mo Chen couldn't help but think.

But when he unfolded a scroll, he was shocked by the people in it.

It was a matter of millions of years after Mo Chen's time, a very ordinary person, originally lived a very comfortable life, but by chance, he practiced a secret method that could enhance his strength, which can also be said to be the cultivation of the true exercises.

Mo Chen could see that the drops of water in his long river of years had changed, and it was no longer just a drop or a few drops bound, but had become a fish at this time, and this fish was swimming against the current in the long river of years.

This person finally reached the cultivation of the Yuan Infant Period, passed away in the Heavenly Tribulation, and lived for more than 2,000 years, and the fish he was in the long river of years swam more than 20 meters, and then turned into water droplets again, and merged into the vast river of years.

Mo Chen looked at it and couldn't help but ponder: "The monk cultivates the truth, conquers the heavens and the earth, and goes against the sky!" ”

This was the last sentence that the man said before he was wiped out in the Heavenly Tribulation, Mo Chen saw what he couldn't see, and knew what he didn't know, cultivating the truth, cultivating himself, it was really the years; The monk's goal is just to go against the long river of time, and the man in black is probably the same.