Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Flow of Time

"I've never seen you use a sword, and I thought you wouldn't!

Xia Yan said.

"No, I don't like to use a sword. ”

Xiao Yan said.

"I don't like to use a sword so well?"

Xia Jian asked.

"The Ice Spirit is gone!"

Xiao Yan diverted the topic and said.

"Why did the Ice Spirit attack us as soon as it came up?"

Xia Jian asked suspiciously.

"The Ice Spirit is extremely territorial, and he thinks that we have violated his territory, so when he sees us, he attacks us. ”

Xiao Yan explained.

"Do you think the formation of the Ice Spirit has something to do with the Heavenly Dao Stone?"

Xia Jian asked.

"I don't know, just catch up and see!"

Xiao Yan chased in the direction of the Ice and Snow Spirit's escape.

Suddenly, a feeling of dizziness surged into Xiao Yan's mind.

This is not normal!

Xiao Yan is in good condition, how can he be dizzy for no reason?

Xiao Yan glanced back at Xia Yan,

only to find that he had already fallen to the ground and seemed to have fainted.

"Summer ...... Xia Yan ......"

Xiao Yan couldn't support it and fell to the ground.

A mysterious voice sounded.

It sounds melody-free, but it contains the sound of the avenue.

The sound had a magical power that tore at everything around it.

It's as if heaven and earth are just a piece of paper that can be torn at will.

Xiao Yan barely turned over.

The scene that appeared in the sky surprised Xiao Yan.

A huge crack stretched across the sky.

It was pitch black in the cracks, and nothing could be seen.

However, Xiao Yan could feel an oppressive aura coming from it.

That's the breath of heaven!

The Heavenly Dao has no substance, and it is impossible to be seen in the three-dimensional world!

However, at this time, there was a black, viscous liquid slowly dripping out of the crack.

What's that, exactly?

"You're here so soon?"

A voice sounded in Xiao Yan's ears.

"Who are you?"

Xiao Yan asked.

"It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that the Heavenly Dao has failed. ”

The man said.

"How do you know this?"

Xiao Yan asked.

No one on earth should know about it.

"The way of heaven is the way that operates all eternity. The Tao gives birth to all things, has no form, and is independent of the heavenly dimension.

If the Dao drops out of the physical object today, it is enough to show that the Heavenly Dao has a problem that cannot be solved by itself.

This problem can only be reduced to the three-dimensional world, however, this is not the solution to the problem!"

The man sighed.

"So what's the solution?"

Xiao Yan asked.

"If something breaks, either fix it or replace it with a new one.

In ancient times, the four poles were wasted and Kyushu was divided. The sky is not covered, and the earth is not circumferential. So Nuwa refined the five-colored stone to make up for the sky. The sky is supplemented, the four poles are positive, and the people's livelihood is left. ”

The man said.

"Isn't this the story of Nuwa mending the sky?"

Xiao Yan asked.

"Yes, yes, yes, you look at that thing, does it look like a multicolored stone?"

The man asked.

"Not like that!"

Xiao Yan replied.

"Well, how can you say that he is not a multicolored stone because he is black?"

The man said.

"Since you said that the way of heaven is invisible, how can you use stones to make up for it?"

Xiao Yan asked.

"That's what I said before! But someone just made up for it!"

The man said.

"Nuwa?"

Xiao Yan asked.

"Pole to pole!"

The man replied.

"The Heavenly Dao has ever been broken?"

Xiao Yan asked.

"It's been incomplete, the five-color stone is not the original match of the Heavenly Dao after all, and the days won't be long!"

The man sighed.

"Did you reverse the river of time and send me back to be reborn?"

Xiao Yan asked.

"No, no, no, I'm just a spectator and never interfere with anything. Your business has nothing to do with me. ”

The man said.

"What is wrong with Heavenly Dao?"

Xiao Yan asked.

"I don't know!"

The man replied.

"If you don't say it, I won't make it up, I don't care what the way of heaven is, I can live for tens of millions of years with peace of mind?"

Xiao Yan threatened.

"I didn't ask you to care, what does it have to do with me whether this heavenly way is good or bad?"

The man asked rhetorically without Xiao Yan's threat.

Xiao Yan sat up and looked at the man's face.

The man had a nose and eyes, but he couldn't be remembered at all.

Every memory of him is just generated and immediately forgotten.

"Yo! Heavenly Dao is pressed on it, and you can sit up. Not bad!"

"I'm too lazy to talk to you, you useless waste!"

Xiao Yan deliberately provoked him.

"You're right, I'm a piece of shit. ”

The man was not angry, but smiled and said that Xiao Yan was right.

"I'll give you something more, or I'll say I've come here for nothing!"

The man stretched out his fingertips and pointed at Xiao Yan's eyebrows.

A book called "The Flow of Time" appeared in Xiao Yan's mind.

It is said to be a book, but in fact, it contains more information than a library.

The amount of information contained in "The Flow of Time" was too huge, and Xiao Yan didn't bother to see what the person had stuffed into his head for a short time.

"That's it! I can't talk to you kid, you kid can't talk to you, it's a waste! I'm leaving!"

Then the man's figure vanished into thin air as if it had never been there.

The huge crack in the sky was gradually closing.

Xiao Yan also completely regained control of his body.

Xiao Yan hurriedly carried Xia Yan on his back and rushed to the place where the bunch of things excluded by the Heavenly Dao were eliminated.

It was a black mass of liquid, like liquid asphalt.

Sticky and dense.

And it's still flowing on its own, not in the kind of gravity-affected flow, but in a flow that seems to be self-conscious.

The Heavenly Dao aura on this pool of liquid was so thick that just getting closer, the Yu Nerve Volume in Xiao Yan's body was running rapidly.

Little by little, the pool of liquid was gathering, and a human figure was gradually forming.

What fell out of the Heavenly Dao is about to become a person?

This thing is a multicolored stone used by Nuwa to mend the sky?

Excluded because of incompatibility with the Heavenly Dao?

Xiao Yan's mind is like a mess now, and he can't sort out these messy things at all.

The mass of liquid, after the cage formed a human form, slowly shrunk.

Eventually, he became a child of five or six years old.

If this is also a five-color stone, will it become a monkey again?

Sun Wukong jumped out of the five-colored stone.

While Xiao Yan was thinking nonsense, the child opened his eyes.

He stared at Xiao Yan with a pair of vigilant eyes.

"Who are you?"

The kid stared at Xiao Yan and asked.

"Tsk, you can talk, it's amazing!"

Xiao Yan looked at the child in amazement.