Rumble!

As soon as these words came out, even though their hundreds of years of cultivation were like iron, they all exploded.

"These immortals and Buddhas really exist, Brother Lin, have you still met them?"

"Li Laojun? Could it be...... Taishang Laojun?"

"Origin Heavenly Venerable, Tongtian Sect Master? Well? Shouldn't it be Lingbao Tianzun?"

"Could it be that the immortals and Buddhas in the 'True Soul Great Cause Map' compiled by Tao Hongjing, the prime minister of the mountains, are all real?"

"Tongtian Sect Master, Tongtian Sect Master, I remember, hundreds of years ago, there was a person named Xu Zhonglin who compiled a "Romance of the Gods", and the master of the sect in the book was called "Tongtian Sect Master". When I had nothing to do, I read this book."

"How is it possible, Xu Zhonglin, a scholar, how do you know that there is a sacredness called 'Tongtian Sect Master'?"

"If the Buddha and Guanyin Bodhisattva have not returned? Our world already has their legends!"

「……」

There was a lot of commotion in the hall, and none of these people were extremely intelligent. However, the more intelligent a person is, the more curious he is, and the more he likes to explore the hidden secrets.

"That's it!" The sword idiot snorted.

Call!

Call!

The noisy crowd fell silent, and only the faint sound of breathing remained in the hall.

The sword idiot looked at everyone: "There are countless worlds within Zhou Tian, and in other worlds, there will be no Lu Xiaofeng and Ximen blowing snow, why be so surprised! After hundreds of years of cultivation and knowing the ultimate secrets of a world, haven't you ever thought that the mythical immortals and gods may exist?"

「…… The Celestial Venerables and Buddhas of the world I saw were not their final images. I have traveled through several worlds, and I have heard their legends in every world. Perhaps they are projecting their own images and deeds into someone's consciousness through your countless time and space, thus achieving myths and legends. Or, like me, I have left clones in all worlds, making completely different stories."

Everyone didn't say a word, and what they heard today undoubtedly made a drastic change in their cognition.

"The Tao is unfathomable, and if you say it, you will be wrong. The image of the immortal god should not remain in your memory, otherwise if you go to that world, you may cause some trouble."

Everyone was shocked when they heard this.

"Brother Lin, isn't he trying to erase our memories of the immortals?" Lu Xiaofeng was shocked.

The sword idiot said, "I have consulted with all the gods to reopen a world in the desolate world that they have opened up together, and then each of them will reopen a world, leaving each other with a clone. You go to my world, and you will inevitably get involved with them. Zhou Tian is called by the name of a thousand people, a thousand are called, and ten thousand are called ten thousand souls. If someone inadvertently calls out their names, how can you explain it?"

"I will temporarily seal your memories of the immortals, and when you become enlightened in the future, you will remember this memory again, and you will surely be able to treat them equally. Warriors don't believe in immortals, they only believe in themselves, and they don't have the memory of immortals, which may still be a good thing for you."

"What do you think?"

When the words fell, Ximen Fuxue said coldly: "I agree, I only believe in the sword in my hand, there is no immortal or god in my heart, and the sword in my hand can have no taboos."

"Indeed, we know that there are traces of them in all worlds, and once we encounter them, it is inevitable that we will keep them secret, so much so that we might as well forget them completely. How is it different from the way we think of them as immortals and the ordinary people as we see them?" A young man who looked to be only seventeen or eighteen years old said loudly.

This young man's name is Yuan Suiyun.

Bat Boy was originally Suiyun.

He's certainly no longer blind.

"They are fellow cultivators who have embarked on the path of immortality, and they have only gone further than us, so we may not be able to join them in the future!"

Yuan Suiyun exuded a majestic momentum.

"Yes, aren't the Martial Saints our role models? He also walked out of the small world, comparable to the immortals, and we didn't have this opportunity." A proud female voice sounded.

There is no softness in the voice of the daughter's family, but with a more proud spirit than a healthy man.

Arrogant and conceited, especially

Like a peerless empress.

Her name is Invite the Moon.

Lord of the Shifting Flower Palace.

The sword idiot said, "Since you don't object, then I will start to implement it, and when you get to my world, we will talk about it in detail. Prepare for the convergence of the world."

The sword idiot's body was molded for a while, and suddenly it dissipated into a sword light and shot into the sky.

The galaxy turns, and the incredible volume descends on the long river of time and space, and begins to flow backwards to an earlier era.

Walking forward, fragments of one era after another fell into his eyes. With a more macro perspective, he saw this era that was being changed step by step by himself.

Seeing one enemy with ill intentions one by one, they died at their own hands.

After a short period of effort, he has come to the era when Xu Zhonglin wrote "The Romance of the Gods". Reaching out to explore the long river of time and space, he grabbed the manuscript of the other party and erased his memory of the story.

He continued to swim against the tide of time and space, and soon saw a time slice.

That's the Cloud Tower!

Back then, he and Ye Gucheng fought here!

I thought that I had cut through the dusty Flying Immortals in Ye Gucheng.

But under his sight, he only saw Ye Gucheng swinging his sword on the Xiaoyun Tower alone, and suddenly his sword split in half, and blood overflowed from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and blood flowers bloomed on his snow-white clothes.

"It turns out that after the Divine Book closed the timeline, what I left behind was only a memory that existed in the consciousness of others."

"At that time, there was no image of me anymore."

His gaze was faintly fixed on the man in white, who had no breath. Ye Gucheng didn't fall, just because during that time period, the sword idiot helped him.

"Ye Gucheng...... How can someone like you die like this?"

The sword idiot stretched out his hand and fished out, Ye Gucheng's body had already appeared on the long river of time and space.

Firmly protected by a sword light.

The sword idiot flicked his fingers and threw a piece of creation qi into Ye Gucheng's body.

Suddenly.

The injuries on his body recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Flesh and blood, muscles and bones, and even Shouyuan have all undergone earth-shaking changes because of this qi of creation.

In terms of volume alone, at this time, Ye Gucheng's body is only comparable to a divine body.

Belch!

Hiccup!

A strange voice suddenly sounded in Ye Gucheng's mouth, and the sound was like a drowning person struggling frantically. His chest heaved violently, and the sound of his heart beating even came out of his body. The blood flowing in the blood vessels rushes rapidly, sending out a surge of waves.

After a while, the body wrapped in the sword light opened its eyes. Suddenly, his eyes shot a sharp brilliance.

"I...... Not dead?" Ye Gucheng hadn't figured out the situation yet, and after opening his eyes, he lowered his head and looked at his chest blankly.

"No, you've died once, and for over seven hundred years." The voice of the sword idiot sounded at the right time.

"Huh?"

"Huh! Brother Lin...... It's you. This is ......" Ye Gucheng looked at everything in front of him through the sword light.

In his line of sight, he only saw a colorful river, and the sword idiot was standing on the surface of the river.

"We...... Not in the Cloud Tower...... Compare swords? I seem to ...... Did you die at your hands? Where is this? What does it mean that I have been dead for 700 years?"

The more Ye Gucheng spoke, the smoother he became, and he asked one question after another.

"It's too troublesome to explain, I'll lend you a look, and you can see for yourself."

After that, the sword idiot caught his gaze and connected it with his own gaze. Then he took his gaze into the long river of time and space, and looked at the history of the seven hundred years after his death.

Ye Gucheng was inexplicable, and found that his gaze seemed to appear in the sky, looking at the whole world from an extremely macroscopic perspective.

The sword idiot's constant movement of time and space has made the history of seven hundred years progressively ten times faster.

「……」

Silence, for a long time

Silent.

I don't know how long it took for Ye Gucheng to seem to digest this long history and say the first sentence.

"It turns out that I have really been dead for seven hundred years, and the battle of Xiaoyun Tower is my end!"

"Gong Body, Immortality, I didn't expect Brother Lin to open up a martial arts system that can live forever! It's just that I still don't know something, since I've been dead for more than 700 years, I guess all the bones have been melted, why do I appear intact in the world now? Even my skills seem to have increased a hundredfold."

The sword idiot smiled: "A prosperous era of martial arts, Ye Gucheng is missing at least three points of fun. I promised you to take your sword and step to the pinnacle of kendo together, and now I feel that instead of me doing this, it is better for you to fulfill your wishes yourself.

Therefore, I went back to the time and pulled you out of that time at the moment of your passing, and saved you with the breath of creation."

Ye Gucheng has seen countless strange things in his life, but he has never heard such terrifying words.

Against time and space, come back from the dead.

He would never have believed such a ridiculous thing. But now he had to believe it, because he himself was the best proof.

"Brother Ye, it's time for you to meet your old friends, they will answer all your questions."

With a wave of the sword idiot's sleeve robe, Ye Gucheng's figure immediately disappeared into the long river of time and space, and fell outside the Kunlun Mountain Hall.

This experience of spinning the world and turning the stars is not comfortable for a mortal. Ye Gucheng only felt that his eyes were dark at that time, as if he had turned over tens of thousands of somersaults one after another.

But soon, his consciousness regained clarity.

He looked up at the sky and exclaimed, "What the hell is this...... What an incredible martial art? 700 years ...... He's already something I can't guess!

」

At that moment, a scream of horror fell into his ears, and the teeth of the man who spoke seemed to be chattering.

"Ah!

」

"Ye ...... Leaf...... Ye Gucheng! Hell ......."

The owner of this voice was naturally a person in the hall, and as soon as Ye Gucheng's breath appeared, it had already alarmed the people in the hall.

Ye Gucheng hadn't withdrawn his gaze looking up at the sky, but he had already heard the identity of that person from the familiar voice.

To others, he has been dead for more than 700 years. But in his memory, it was like a brief lethargy.

His memory is still stuck in the sword competition in Xiaoyun Tower more than seven hundred years ago.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Ye Gucheng's mouth, and he suddenly wanted to make a joke with this old friend.

Although he never made a joke in his life.

But at this point, he really wanted to do it.

Perhaps only in this way can I let my old friend, who was more than 700 years ago, re-understand my newborn self.

"Lu Xiaofeng...... So many years...... Why don't you come and see me? I have to be tired...... Do you crawl up to you?"