Wang Zheng is a traverser, but many times he has forgotten the fact that he is a traverser.

How old is he now? More than 200 years old! And his life in his previous life was only more than 20 years, and many of them were vague upbringing.

Under such a huge contrast, Wang Zheng subconsciously ignored his identity as a traverser many times.

But now it's different, all kinds of cognitions and thoughts given by heaven and earth begin to be stripped away, and the memories of the traveler suddenly become prominent.

Thinking of this, Wang Zheng's eyes suddenly lit up.

The time has divided oneself is just to erase all kinds of traces of oneself in this world, but one's most fundamental true spirit does not belong to this world.

The true spirit is immortal!

In other words, completely jumping out of the Three Realms is not in the Five Elements!

All the imprints of this heaven and earth will have nothing to do with Wang Zheng at all. In other words, Wang Zheng will reach the apex of the Golden Immortal to some extent.

Of course, that's only theoretical. After all, Wang Zheng is now even disappearing from his cultivation and even his thoughts. 、

And without those things, no matter how pure Wang Zheng's existence is, once he starts cultivating from scratch, he will once again be stained with the imprint of heaven and earth.

Not to mention, the memory is gone, and Wang Zheng will return to the state before liberation overnight, back to the state at the beginning of the time.

Except for the talent against the sky and the memory of his previous life, he didn't even know how to cultivate at all.

Thinking of this, Wang Zheng's eyes showed a ruthless look.

Memories must not disappear!

He has Taoist companions, heirs, and disciples in this world...... There are also huge rivers and industries.

If the memory is gone, everything starts from scratch, even if they come to the door one by one, according to Wang Zheng's character, they will definitely not accept it.

Even if he accepts it, Wang Zheng is also the kind of self-respecting character.

On the surface, it's just hugging your thighs. As for the heart, you want me to be the me in your heart, and if you don't exist, I am me!

Thinking of this, Wang Zheng's eyes suddenly flashed.

The power of the river of time, he can't resist, but it doesn't mean that he has no way at all.

It was only Wang Zheng himself who was disintegrated. It does not include Wang Zheng's various treasures, let alone a small part of the method.

You must know that most of Wang Zheng's methods are manifested, but this embodiment is also formed by the rules of heaven and earth, and it is inextricably linked with heaven and earth.

Even the inextinguishable light of the eight or nine Xuangong has dimmed at this moment.

A secret method and a treasure technique flashed quickly in Wang Zheng's heart......

Eventually, Wang Zheng focused his attention on a method of defying the sky.

This method, once it is used, can be borne even by the weak soul who returned to the pre-liberation period.

The most important thing is that the core of this secret method lies in people, and the connection with heaven and earth is minimal.

"No matter! It's him! If I hesitate, I'll forget even this secret method. ”

Wang Zheng's face was full of determination, and the powerful physical power completely exploded, allowing him to slowly crawl towards the Zixiao Palace against the terrifying power of the long river of time.

A hideous blood trail winded on the steps of Zixiao Palace, and a large amount of minced meat and bones were left on the steps of Zixiao Palace.

Entering Zixiao Palace, Zixiao Palace served as a Dao Ancestor Dojo, and the power of Xuan Ao suddenly made Wang Zheng feel a lot better.

However, everything in Wang Zheng is still passing......

Looking at the Donghuang Bell that fell to the ground, while there was still a strong force, Wang Zheng controlled the Donghuang Bell to shrink. Then he held the Donghuang Bell in his arms, and then the palm full of blood slapped to the ground, Wang Zheng held the Donghuang Bell in his arms, and the milk swallow fell towards the Qiankun Ding.

Crash!

In a dense sound, all of Wang Zheng's treasures appeared out of thin air.

What can still be used was brought to the side hall of Zixiao Palace by him, and what could not be used was all like waste, drowning the entire Qiankun Ding!

Qiankun Ding, return to the roots!

Even if it is Qiankun Ding, it is also a product of the manifestation of the rules of heaven and earth, but the ability of Qiankun Ding is placed there, and it can rebel against the innate nature!

This innate is not the innate realm of a martial artist, but a state born from the innate earth!

In the middle of the Qiankun Ding, Wang Zheng held the Donghuang Bell in his arms, Taijitu was suspended under his seat to support his broken but constantly blurred body, and the Pangu flag floated above his head, and the billowing chaotic qi blew down......

In the Qiankun Ding, Wang Zheng seems to have entered another independent world, which is a nature born from nature but with nothing.

Before he had time to comprehend this nature, Wang Zheng used all his primordial divine power and exerted his last resort - preaching in a dream!

Suddenly, Wang Zheng fell directly into a coma, and the whole person lost any consciousness.

In other words, Wang Zheng's consciousness is immersed in the world of dreams.

The method of enlightenment in dreams involves the most fundamental composition of human beings—the soul!

The Dharma is just an introduction, and the dream of the soul is the real foundation.

And Wang Zheng's soul comes from outside the sky, so he can ensure that Wang Zheng can continue to be immersed in sleep after constantly losing everything he has gained in this world.

Only by preaching the Tao in a dream and using Wang Zheng's soul from outside the sky as the fundamental display can there be such a mystery.

The world in the dream kept collapsing.

Wang Zheng dreamed that he and the Heavenly Emperor were fighting in chaos, but both the Heavenly Emperor and the heavens and the earth collapsed under a strange force.

In his sleep, Wang Zheng looked dazed: Who is the Emperor of Heaven?

In a daze, the world quietly evolved, and Wang Zheng became a casual cultivator in the fairy realm, and his sword dao dominated the world with one hand.

But the world also collapsed, and Wang Zheng was at a loss again: What is swordsmanship?

The collapse again and again means that Wang Zheng's memories and thoughts are disappearing, if it weren't for the fact that the method of enlightenment in his dream is still there, Wang Zheng is afraid that the whole person will be chaotic.

Even if you have the support of Qiankun Ding, if you want to awaken the original memory, you don't know how long it will take.

And with the method of enlightenment in dreams, even if Wang Zheng's thoughts and memories are constantly disappearing, Wang Zheng can be resurrected in the dream world with a new identity as soon as possible.

I don't know how many times it was repeated.

Wang Zheng was resurrected, and the dream collapsed. Resurrection again, collapse again......

Countless times later, in the northern region of the Tianyuan World, Wang Zheng opened his eyes blankly and looked at the unfamiliar buildings around him. He pushed open the door, and the sword light that pierced the sky was one after another.

There was also a warm force flowing in his body, and Wang Zheng gave himself a mouth suddenly:

"What the hell am I going to cross over?"

"me? I'll go through after a sleep? Am I not in Hengdian? What the hell is this?"

Wang Zheng was dazed, and in the courtyard next door, the honest face of a bald man poked out from the wall: "Wang Zheng, are you awake?"

Looking at the bald man with a simple face, but covered with tendon flesh, Wang Zheng was stunned.

Bald, but they are all very strong! Especially bald people with tendons!

"Big brother, are you ......" Wang Zheng asked cautiously.

"I'm Nangong Tiezhu!"