Chapter 514: The River of Time

Hearing Wu Yang's question, Zuo Yan's whole expression suddenly turned cold, "Wu Yang, don't have this ridiculous fantasy, and don't go up and down at will!"

"What's going on?", Wu Yang was puzzled, he stood up and wanted to try it, but Zuo Yan pulled his sleeve and didn't let him take a step. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Wu Yang was puzzled, but looking at his firm eyes, he knew that there must be a reason, "Don't worry, I'll just take a look!"

"Brother, mom is afraid that once you leave, you will never come back!"

"What, are you still afraid of leaving you alone?", Wuyang laughed, he had a lot of good feelings for the mother and son, although the scenery here is pleasant, but the grievance is terrible, except for the sound of rushing water, there is no sound.

"No, you can't go up, you can't go up a step, you will die of old age if you go up!"

"Old death?", Wu Yang smiled, "Brother is immortal!"

Seeing that the expressions of the two of them suddenly became cold, even Zuo Qing, who had always been playful, was silent and stopped saying half a word, Wu Yang knew that they were reluctant to do it, but there were living activities not far away, Wu Yang couldn't help the curiosity in his heart, and walked straight in the direction of the half-bear man.

As soon as he was five meters away from the small hut, he suddenly felt that he was struggling, and a terrifying and irresistible torrent was surging from ahead, and he was about to be swept into the torrent, and even Wuyang could not see the end of the torrent.

"Weird!", Wu Yang is not a compromise, he stood still, took a breath, and continued to move forward, but just as he was about to lift his strength, the power in front of him increased more than ten times, his eyes were cold, and he sensed it carefully, his perception of energy was the most accurate, but he stood straight for half an hour, but he didn't see half a point of power fluctuation.

There was no other sound around except for the sound of the tinkling water, and even Zuo Yan's voice in the distance couldn't be heard, but when he turned his head to look, Zuo Yan's thatched house was still there.

He suddenly thought of a strange thing, Zuo Yan said that he had been here for thirty years, but in her story, he was banished here at the age of forty.

Thirty years! Isn't that more than seventy years old now, Zuo Yan is not a cultivator, how can he be young forever, suddenly a terrifying feeling came to his heart, could it be that they are already dead, but feeding himself herbs, every move is so real, even he himself feels so clearly.

No, it shouldn't!

He gasped, took a straight step forward, and at a distance of one step, a thatched house appeared, looking down at the withered old woman standing quietly at the door, bowing her back, leaning on the thatched house and quietly looking at the river in front of her.

It wasn't the half-bear man I saw, and even the thatched hut had disappeared, only this old woman who bowed downstairs.

"Excuse me, senior, are you also exiled here?"

"Yes!", the voice was old and weak, and he slowly stood up, revealing a delicate face.

Wu Yang was suddenly startled, this face was so familiar, it was Wu Yang's left eye that had just been separated, and he hurriedly looked behind him, and there was only a monkey tail that had already been stripped off, hanging on the ground.

"Are you Zuo Yan?"

The old woman's eyes suddenly flashed with a glimmer of light, "How do you know my name!"

In an instant, Uyang already felt what it was that he had been taking care of for months, it should be an afterimage of a certain time, or a fragment of something.

Looking at this old man's eyes, Wu Yang didn't have the slightest strength, Demon Sorrow Valley, I'm afraid that even if the demon lord came in person, he wouldn't be able to do anything.

Wu Yang suddenly thought in his heart, and went straight back, at this time he found that it was extremely difficult to retreat, and he didn't know how many times it took to advance before.

Wu Yang didn't hesitate at all, no matter what, he wanted to retreat, the power blessing was getting bigger and bigger, and a terrifying feeling penetrated his body, as if he wanted to uproot everything from it.

He seemed to see that he was about to imprint a shadow in front of this thatched house, but in the end, a strange force appeared in his body, and the afterimage was taken back alive.

"Big brother, you're back!", Zuo Qing's immature voice sounded in his ears, and he looked up at the figure not far away, where was Zuo Yan.

"What about your mother?"

"Mother?", a hint of melancholy flashed in Zuo Qing's eyes, "At present, like you, I went upstream to have a look, and I never came back, she also said that she would come back, I didn't dare to leave a step, for fear that if I got lost, he would never find me again!"

"Who took care of me the other day?"

"Take care of you?", Zuo Qing looked around in confusion, "This thatched house was built by my mother, but for so many years, I am the only one who lives there!"

Wu Yang grabbed Zuo Qing's hand and carefully sensed his life mark, it was real, but how could he sense it wrong, he was the most sensitive in terms of perception.

"Do you know how to boil medicine?"

"Of course, I'm the most famous pharmacist in our village!", Zuo Qing smiled proudly, then looked at Wu Yang, and hurriedly asked, "Big brother, have you seen my mother when you went to the front?"

"No!", Wu Yang said resolutely, he didn't want to say that he saw an old woman with a dragon clock, and even he was full of illusions, what the hell is here, this small valley, can it accommodate all things in heaven and earth.

The sound of tinkling ding dong running water hit his ears, Wu Yang has never been a mortal like now, and the noise that seems to be inaudible at all is torturing himself alive.

Zuo Qing and Zuo Yan are only one step apart, it is like a moat, no, Zuo Yan should have come back, otherwise he would not have seen him, and he has been together for more than three months, it is definitely not an illusion.

But one step forward, is aging, what about backwards, thinking of this, he walked straight downstream, and sure enough, that difficult feeling was blessed on him again.

With all his strength, he took a step forward, and it was empty, there were no thatched huts, no Zuo Yan, only the familiar sound of flowing water.

"Who are you looking for?", suddenly a huge bear man walked in front of Wu Yang, almost twice as big as Wu Yang, and was carrying a huge roll of firewood on his body at the moment.

"You are?"

"My name is Ironback, Half-Bear!"

Wu Yang suddenly thought that he saw the lonely old bear man not far away, but he was by no means as young as the other party, "What are you doing here?"

"Build a thatched hut!", he was very open-minded, not at all twilight, but Wu Yang knew that he would not stay here for long, and it was likely that he would be like Zuo Yan, walking upstream, otherwise he would definitely not leave the old man's back.

Wuyang quietly felt everything in front of him, every step here is a huge change of time, the only thing that remains unchanged is the turbulent river.

River of Time!

Suddenly, a terrifying word appeared in his mind, and he looked at the small river not far away in disbelief, could it be that this is the time river that crowns the entire starry sky.

Fate, time, and space, for which the three great rivers emerge from the unknown, run through the starry sky, and flow to the unknown.

Wu Yang had only seen in an ancient classic, and even guessed the existence of three rivers, but it had never been confirmed, but now such a strange scene made Wu Yang clearly know that he seemed to have entered the scope of the influence of the River of Time.

One step out, it is thirty years, and only the river of time has such a terrifying ability, Zuo Qing does not move in place, he has an eternal face and lifespan, just because at that moment, at that point, time is still.

Three rivers, from the unknown, out of the unknown.

The river of fate, controlling the trajectory of living beings, is ethereal.

The river of space, controlling the changes of space, is endless.

The river of time, controlling the reversal of life, is endless.

Wu Yang recalled the records of the last classics, and it was likely that the senior had seen one of the three rivers as well as himself.

But after that, he never appeared in the starry sky, how could he enter the river basin of time for no reason.

His thoughts suddenly returned to the scene of escaping from the Golden Bridge, and it is possible that if you want to enter the river of time, you need to be at the junction of ** and the starry sky.

Is it only the slightest ingenuity that is the channel that pours into this river?