Yun Ge was not as unbearable as the little fox thought. At this time, he was looking for books about the underworld between the crystal walls.

Yun Ge didn't understand why that Night Crying Lord had been hiding in the Xuantian Clan for so long. If it is true, as the night crying bird said, that he sent the news to Hades, then what is the relationship between him and Hades?

Years of experience have made Yun Ge understand a truth, the so-called expected, but it is actually difficult to happen. For example, Grandpa Regret Mountain wants to teach him the Regret Mountain Technique, for example, Master Greyhound wants to teach him the Natural Dao Method, such as the "Seeking Feather Brocade" that Grandma Yunling hopes to get, all of which were forced to stop because of his own accident.

However, Feng Ge was able to naturally comprehend the first layer of "Looking for Feather Brocade" after entering the paper realm. Presumably, because of this exercise, my grandmother also put a lot of thought into it. With the talent of Fengge, he can comprehend "Looking for Feather Brocade", which can be called an accident for the Ju clan.

Perhaps, this is related to her unyielding temperament; perhaps, as long as she does not admit defeat, her talent is worse, and she will not lag behind others, and even take the lead.

If these inferences are not true, it can only be attributed to accidents.

Therefore, he believes that as long as the result is good, the process is no longer important. It's like crying at night and being forgotten by the people, or the wind song disappointing the gods, it doesn't matter. The most important thing is that they chose to stand in one place at the last moment.

In the final analysis, there are many grievances in the world, and there is no escaping the word choice. A choice worthy of the heart, a choice worthy of the race, and even the choice of all beings in the world.

Yun Ge flipped his hand and held a scroll in his hand. As usual, with a casual glance, he was instantly stunned.

Accidents always happen unconsciously, as long as you are good at discovering. It's like, he ate Fengxia Pill, he saw the Immortal Venerable, and he strayed into the realm of delusion......

Yun Ge stared at the book in his hand called "Introduction to Time" and was silent for a long time, because under the title of the volume was written: Time Traveler, Qing Yu!

There are many coincidences in the world. But Qing Yu is the mother he misses day and night, how can he not be surprised?

Since ancient times, the Haotian Domain has been tens of millions of years. Even since the ancient times, there have been more than 10 million years. Excluding the time when the saints are not visible, it will be millions of years. In those times, saints have appeared one after another, and now it seems that this domain is fighting endlessly, but none of the hundred clans have disappeared in time. This is no coincidence!

Is this Qingyu a mother? After thinking for a moment, he secretly denied it. The narration of grandpa and greyhound master has proved the mother's life experience. If Mother is the Time Traveler, how would his existence be explained?

Yun Ge shook his head secretly and laughed at himself. Unfold the scroll. A rune bloomed, and a column of small characters appeared in the void.

Yun Ge looked intently, only to see those small characters constantly changing, just like an endless river, and like a bridge that spans eternity...... Eventually, the visions disappeared, and many handwritings appeared in an orderly manner before his eyes.

Preface to "Introduction to Time" - Bridge!

Human beings are like bridges, from the ancient times before the enlightenment of the divine consciousness to the end of the Dharma, from the perishable single tree to the strong and durable bridge of fine iron, from the mortal people with little strength to the saints who have influenced the eternals, they all use themselves as bridges.

The bridge of the predecessors is damaged, and the successors build it; the bridge of this generation disappears, and the bridge of the next generation is continued;

Millions of years, tens of millions of years, the continuation of history, humanities, just like the seed of cherry trees, choose the place to take root, until it grows into a towering ancient tree.

To our predecessors, we are the future, and to the future, we will eventually become history.

The torrent of time is destined to erode the flesh and make us die old. But thought, like the bridge of eternity, stretches infinitely across the banks of the river of time, until eternity and chaos. And the other side is unknown.

Standing here, we are cautious in the face of the known, and we are in awe in the face of the unknown.

Therefore, we do not forget our original intention, we have stepped on the bridge of our predecessors to come to this shore, we must be careful and more cautious to build a known bridge for future generations, so that future generations can pass smoothly from the torrent of time.

The foundation of all paths is like wood and stone, bricks and tiles, gold and iron, runes and solid formations, and sacrifices to the remnants of the soul! There is no immortal bridge, only the heart of uncoincidence. That mind is like a rainbow neon, shining in time and space through the ages!

It is an intellectual bridge about life, about history, about race and humanity, and about the sea of divine souls.

It is cold, in its eyes, all beings are equal, it is also warm, you ask for it, and it will swarm until it fills your whole soul. Let you shine and be hot, and even if you are cold in the end, you can look at this world with compassion. - Qing Yu

Yun Ge stared for a long time, he didn't understand, why was an ancient scroll written in the tone of today's people?

What made him suspect the most was that in ancient times, before the Great Dao was damaged, almost all the documents had the theory of the Five Elements. The foundation of the ten thousand paths, if it is an ancient theory, there should be a fire and flame, but there is no mention of it in this volume. What's more, sacrificing the remnant soul of the soul is a saying that only existed at the end of antiquity.

Yun Ge closed the scroll, and the illusion disappeared from his eyes.

Yun Ge thought to himself, this volume is called Introduction, but it is actually a time secret technique.

From his point of view, this volume is neither immortal nor magical, and it is really impossible to classify it. So, he cautiously stored it alone in a crystal wall.

The Hades are about to enter the Mountain of Forgotten Worries, but his body is like a living dead, unable to move a bit. This incident made him very helpless, lamenting that he had the power of the world, but he couldn't use it, and he didn't even like his sister Fengge. You can't be led to the battlefield by your clansmen, so it's really harmful to others and yourself.

At this time, on Yao Mountain, construction is being carried out.

Hearing that the immortals didn't have time to care about this place, and the master hadn't shown up for a few days, Tu Tang summoned all the disciples to dig the cave according to his plan.

Although among the cultivators, those with high realms are accustomed to the palace buildings of the human race, but the little demons with low realms may not think so. When you dig a cave, you can get close to nature when you rest or cultivate, which is always a happy thing.

As a result, all kinds of voices looking forward to the future filled every corner of Yaoshan. While everyone was excitedly discussing, some people looked worried.

"Senior Brother, where did Senior Brother Ling Yu go?" asked Yan Bei.

Tu Tang said: "Maybe I was invited by that immortal." On that day, the master said that in Yaoshan, disciples would never disappear for no reason. If there is, it is also because the immortals are depressed. ”

"Isn't there really any danger?" Yan Beihu said suspiciously.

"Who knows-" Tu Tang continued to hang his head and look at the drawings, sighing, "Go get busy." There will also be cases of disciples missing in Anode Mountain, the realm is low, and no matter where they go, it is always dangerous. ”

"Senior brother, why can't I see you anymore?" Yan Bei said nervously.

Tu Tang didn't hear his call, even though the two were only one step away. In fact, Tu Tang thought that Yan Farewell had already left, because Yan Farewell had long since disappeared from his sight.

Yun Ge stood beside Yan Bei and patted him lightly on the shoulder, so frightened that Yan Bei's legs weakened and he almost fell to the ground.

"Who are you?!"

"I am a friend of your master. ”

"Are you that immortal?" Yan Bei's eyes lit up, and he suddenly took a step back and said, "How is Senior Brother Ling Yu now?"

"What do you say?"

Yan Beizheng said: "You are an immortal, of course you will not hurt the weak." The predecessors of the demon clan have a saying, do not bully the weak, do not bully the good, and be the strong! You are an immortal, and naturally you are also a strong person. ”

"Well, you're smart. I'm going to build a few big halls, so help me. After speaking, Yun Ge turned around and walked towards the slaughter hall.

Tu Tang took a pen and drew on the paper, but he didn't notice that Yun Ge had arrived in front of him.

Yun Ge glanced at the drawings, then turned and walked towards an open space.

Yan Bei then followed and said, "Master's friend, what should I call you?"

Yun Ge pondered: "Call me - the bridge, it's fine." ”

"Bridge, such a strange name, are you a human in the form of a bridge?"

"Yes, practitioners will eventually become a bridge, reverence for the past, cling to the present, and seek the future......

"So- can I call you Bridge Fairy?"

"One day, when you become stronger than an immortal, you will understand that the bridge is more important than the immortal. ”

"Oh......"