When Wang Shuo returned, everyone was overjoyed, and they were all secretly relieved.

Wang Shuo spent half an hour learning about all the things that had happened over the years. This time he went to the dark side, and nearly five years have passed.

Add to that the three years he's gone, and he's not been here for eight years.

The unequal flow of time is indeed a magical and strange aspect.

"For now. ”

Niu Bai swore and smiled frankly: "We can be regarded as standing firm here, and no one in the Five Heavens dares to provoke us easily." ”

This is self-confidence from the heart, and everyone who has grown up in blood is extremely tenacious.

The trainer smiled: "Unlike when I was afraid of you at the beginning, everyone now can be regarded as impressing the Five Heavens and take it seriously." ”

What were you afraid of before?

That is, he was afraid that Wang Shuo would do anything wrong and wantonly slaughter their disciples.

What now?

Now all parties have also learned about the horror of these people, and they have become jealous of everyone.

Wang Shuo smiled, this is what he wants to see the most.

Self-confidence, he hopes that everyone has self-confidence, and also needs enough strength to support this self-confidence.

"I need to be in retreat for a while. ”

Wang Shuo whispered: "I have also gained a lot from this trip, as well as many insights. ”

Hearing this, everyone's hearts were stunned.

As long as Wang Shuo is in retreat, it is often a prelude to the next step.

Immediately, Wang Shuo got up and left, and went back to his room for retreat.

The power of the primordial spirit is very mysterious, as long as it is absorbed, what will be improved is the essence of a person, the most original life spirituality.

Wang Shuo sat cross-legged, his right hand outstretched, and the Yuan Spirit flew in front of his forehead, and finally entered Wang Shuo's eyebrows.

For a while, Wang Shuo's eyebrows were fluorescent.

It's a wonderful feeling, as if I saw that little bit of light in the extreme darkness deep in my depths, and that little bit of light is spirituality, and the largest and most dazzling light that was condensed at the beginning is the 'Yuan Spirit'.

Wang Shuo hugged Yuan Shouyi and immersed himself in that darkness.

In the darkness, it seemed that a fist-sized point of light surged, and then turned into a human, and this person continued to grow larger, and finally became a big man with a height of eight feet.

When the big man opened his eyes, his eyes were full of anger.

The big man stretched out his hand angrily, grabbed an axe, and slashed left and right, powerful and domineering.

There was not the slightest sound sounded, there was only a feeling, a groundbreaking, magnificent feeling.

He split chaos and separated heaven and earth.

This is the most primitive memory, and Wang Shuo's situation is like a bystander.

He felt the unpretentious tricks, and hid the most primitive secrets.

The more ordinary, the closer to the most primitive.

Any Fa has a foundation, and this foundation is the source of everything, and everything that follows is created and changed by people on this basis.

Wherever the axe passed, it seemed that even time could 'cut off'.

The cut off section also became the source of all the time in this heaven and earth, which is equivalent to the beginning of that moment, the world has 'time'.

In other words, until then, space opens up and time is reshaped.

Since then, there has been this heaven and earth, and there is the flow of time.

Wang Shuo's spirituality is changing, and in this he is contemplating the supreme dharma, and he is contemplating the ultimate divine dharma that originates from the supreme deity.

It wasn't until this moment that Wang Shuo found out.

Why is it said that ordinary people can't touch time, that it is a forbidden area, and that the power of 'time' is really not something that anyone can manipulate. That is the greatest secret in the world, and it is also the most untouchable.

If anyone really has the time in hand, then that person is the real ......

Supreme God!

Wang Shuo's body is also undergoing transformation, becoming more and more bizarre.

It's like a hair, all flowing like an artifact, with charm and holy radiance.

Everything is changing.

Fifty years have passed unconsciously.

On this day, the complexion of the powerhouses of the Five Heavens changed suddenly, and a coercion enveloped every corner of the Five Heavens, such as the ancestor-level powerhouses, they couldn't straighten their waists, and they were pressed by a force, and they could only be relieved by kneeling on the ground.

That feeling is like fear from the heart, from the oppression of the essence.

It was a fundamental change, and it was impossible to resist.

"It's horrible. ”

The ancestor of the earth immortal leaned against the ginseng fruit tree, and only then did he feel a little relieved.

Not far away, Qingfeng and Mingyue were much less affected. "Ancestor, what's wrong with you?"

Qing Feng was very surprised, he had never seen a dignified Zhenyuan Great Immortal, and he would be so weak. The look on his face and his eyes were as if something terrible had happened.

The ancestor of the earth immortals sighed, "Soaring up to 90,000 miles, even the gods and Buddhas are in vain." ”

It was the feeling of that moment that he knew that no one could stop Wang Shuo in the slightest.

Squeak!

The door opens and the sun shines.

Everything around me seems to have not changed in any way, but there is a strange feeling.

Wang Shuo looked up at the dazzling sunlight.

"Father?"

Not far away, a resolute-looking young man called out hesitantly, with a lot of hesitation in his voice.

Wang Shuo looked over and smiled slightly.

Lele is much more mature and stable than before his retreat.

Wang Lele shouted again, walked forward quickly, and couldn't help but feel a little more sad in his eyes. The heroic, wise, and affectionate father is now gray-haired, as if he has finally ushered in his twilight years.

Wang Shuo followed Wang Lele's gaze to the shoulder, and his hair was like snow.

He's old, he's still old.

Even though his heart is still like that of a young man, his hair color is whiter than that of an old man.

"How long have I been in retreat?"

Wang Shuo whispered, Wang Lele lowered his head, and couldn't help wiping his tears, "Fifty years, fifty years." ”

He didn't feel much before, but now he finally knows how sad the cultivation of the 'true self' will make him a son.

Everyone else can live for tens of thousands of years, or even hundreds of thousands of years.

Why did his father only live for a few hundred years?

"Go ahead and get ready. ”

Wang Shuo reached out and pinched Wang Lele's shoulder, and walked out slowly.

Wang Lele hurriedly chased after him and asked, "What are you going to prepare?"

"Ready to greet guests. ”

Wang Shuo chuckled, "Do you want people to stand outside?"

Wang Lele pursed his lips, nodded heavily and ran away.

Wang Shuo walked outside the courtyard, a smile on the corner of his mouth, and looked at the woman he cherished the most.

His wife Wang Shuo is excessive.

Wudu staggered, trembling jade hands caressed Wang Shuo's cheeks, this face has not changed, but the years have still ruthlessly left traces on his body.

Wang Shuo grinned, and opened his arms to embrace him, "Long time no see." ”