Chapter 535: One Hundred Thousand Years After Being Named a God Five Hundred Years Before Journey to the West

"Zhang San, it's not good to know too much about some things, it's better for you to find the answer yourself after you go out, and I don't know much about this world. ”

In Zhang San's mind, Xiaoxing's voice sounded faintly, very strange, with a hint of heaviness and a faint melancholy.

Since he came here, he has become silent like a different person, and a year has passed since he woke up, and if Zhang San hadn't asked him, he wouldn't have taken the initiative to say another superfluous word.

Why is that?

Zhang San had deep doubts in his heart.

He understood that Xiao Xing must have not used the Yuan Spirit to explore this world when he said this.

But why is that?

Was he afraid of something?

After thinking about it again and again, Zhang San finally made up his mind and felt that it was better to take the initiative to find out.

"Xiaoxing, does this make you feel threatened here? That's why you don't dare to let Yuan Ling out to collect information from this realm?"

After thinking about it, looking at Xiaoxing, Zhang San's gaze was extremely sincere.

He had to figure it out, understand what was going on, because he had to find his way back, and the Chaos Dzi in his head was his only hope.

Since awakening, he has lost contact with the incarnation of the five elements.

He knew what that meant.

Either the incarnation has been completely destroyed, or the earth here is far away, and the distance is not ordinarily far away, and it may even transcend the dimension of time and space.

Only in this way will he have no sense of the incarnation.

"Okay, I'll tell you, but you also have to be mentally prepared, because you can't leave this world until you reach a certain realm. ”

With a faint sigh, it seemed that he had guessed what Zhang San was thinking, and Xiaoxing finally relaxed a little after being silent.

It's been a hundred years, even if he is afraid of alarming some existences, he has already figured out the reality of this world, but after understanding it clearly, he hesitated, not knowing whether to tell Zhang San the truth, afraid that he would not be able to accept the reality, and the whole body and mind collapsed.

"Tell me, what kind of realm does it take to get out of here, the Fa Xiang realm? ”

Zhang San stared at Xiaoxing and asked lightly, hoping that he could nod quickly.

Although the Fa Phase Realm is somewhat difficult and not so easy to break through, but in such a world with strong vitality, he is sure that he will go to the next level within a hundred years, and even if he is lucky, it is very possible to break through the shackles in ten years.

If this is the case, after going back, everything should still be the same, and although it has been delayed for a hundred years, the parents and relatives should still be alive.

Three hundred years is likely to pass by in a snap of a finger for the monks.

In the case that the incarnation does not know life and death, he desperately hopes to go back to send the second elder of the family a ride.

As for Shi Tingting and other confidants, he is not very worried, these girls have entered or already have the strength to break through the virtual realm, and after thousands of years, he believes that there will be a day when they will meet.

"No, you guessed it wrong. ”

Looking at Zhang San's eyes, Xiaoxing sighed faintly.

Immediately, his face became extremely serious.

"This is the Great World, there is endless chaos wrapped outside, the space cannot be broken through by the Non-Cave Heaven Realm, and the non-Eternal Realm cannot leave the world. ”

Almost word for word, Xiaoxing's eyes stared at Zhang San without blinking, extremely resolute.

He hopes that Zhang San will be like him, and he will not forget his heart and his path.

After all.......

It is likely that this side of the world is their final stop, and the previous love and hatred will no longer be with them.

"The realm of eternity, how can it be the realm of eternity?..... This is not scientific, it must be something wrong..... Yes, it must be like this......."

Zhang San's face was already pale, and he kept muttering to himself.

Not only the primordial spirit in the brain, but also the body that was hurrying was already sitting on the ground.

He is unwilling, unwilling to be trapped in such a place for the rest of his life, he still has his parents, his wife, and several confidantes who respect him and love him.....

At this time, even if the avatar still exists, but he can't communicate with it, he can't share emotions, and he still can't accept this cruel reality.

The realm of eternity, which is the realm where heaven and earth are shattered, and I am immortal and indestructible, is the realm closest to the transcendence of creation.

According to the Protoss, it is the god of the world, the source of all divine power.

According to the Taoist teaching, it is a saint, a mixed yuan golden immortal that is indestructible, and an eternal mixed yuan dao fruit.

Ask .....

Such a realm?

Is there still hope for Zhang San?

Even if there is hope, how many years will it take?

Is it 100,000 years, or is it a one-yuan society, or is it a one-dimensional eon?

Even....... The endless years after the immeasurable catastrophe?

"It's over, it's all over, father, mother, Tingting, Yiyi........ Are you all okay?"

Lying on the dead leaves among the trees, Zhang Sanshuang looked at the sky with blank eyes, looking at the sky, which was high and huge, but had only one sun like the earth.......

Dazed.... Flawless.

He didn't know what to do anymore!

"Tell me, which world is this?"

Finally, after watching the huge sun star in the sky go away, Zhang San wiped his eyes that were stinged to tears, patted his buttocks, and sat up listlessly.

Now that he has been exiled, he can only pray that this is not too strange a world.

"You are no stranger to this world, it occupies a very important position in the ancient mythology of your Huaxia, and it can even be said to be the origin of all your cultivation in the Huaxia world....."

"The origin of the practice?"

Without waiting for Xiaoxing to finish speaking, Zhang San had already stood up excitedly and said it directly.

What is the origin of cultivation, he really knows too much about this question, and he can't think of anything else other than the desolate world in ancient legends.

After all, whether it is the Lich Tribulation, or the War of the Gods, or even the Journey to the West Tribulation after the Gods, it is the story of the desolate world on that side.

"Is it the Great World of the Flood and the Desolation? Is it not? What age is it now? Ancient Lich, or is it a medieval god? Or is it a Journey to the West?"

Almost incoherent, Zhang San's Yuan Shen looked up to the sky in the sea of consciousness and shouted, if it weren't for the suppression of the Chaos Pearl, he almost shattered his spiritual world.

The desolate world, the world where the Sanqing Dao Ancestor is located, according to the records of the ancient scriptures, this is also the place where all the cultivators on the earth ascend, if this is the case, then it is likely that he and his relatives will still see each other.

"It's a great world, but it's not a lich calamity, it's not a god, and it's not a journey to the west. According to the information I have collected from the demon beasts in the mountains and the sea of knowledge, it should be about 100,000 years and 8,000 years after the gods...."

It is rare to see Zhang San happy, and Xiaoxing told the truth.

"One hundred and eight thousand years?

Zhang San muttered to himself, thoughtful.

As far as he knew, it was recorded in ancient mythology that one yuan would be one hundred and eight thousand years, and twelve yuan would be a calamity..........

And Journey to the West, because it is the tribulation of the Yuanhui after the gods, or the calamity after the Twelve Yuanhui!

In short, not far away!

(End of chapter)