A single diary naturally can't let Wuluo find a way back to the ancient world, however, for Wuluo, the content of the diary is not important, what matters is the traces inside, across the multiple and ancient worlds.

He refined the traces inside and integrated them into his spiritual world, constantly brewing.

In the past 10,000 years, he has been doing similar things, and he has found more than 100 artifacts across the two worlds.

However, those artifacts, the traces in them combined, I am afraid that they are not one-tenth of this diary.

It can only be said that the great sage poured too much "resentment" into his diary.

Wuluo feels that if there are more than ten similar utensils, he may be able to open a way out.

Thinking in his heart, Wuluo looked at a glow in the depths of his heart.

The glow was constantly changing, sometimes like a tree, sometimes into a fruit, sometimes a bridge, sometimes a portal.

It's just that no matter what form the glow changes, it seems illusory.

This light is his harvest of 10,000 years.

If it is perfect, it can allow one person to reach the ancient world, and that person can only be himself!

Yes, it is possible to allow a person to reach the Ancient Universe, and there is no restriction on who it is, which means that this thing can be taken away.

This is also the reason why Wuluo has not joined forces with the strongest in this world at all.

Otherwise, with the help of the strongest, this fruit would have been perfected long ago.

But at that time, what was waiting for him was not that he arrived in the ancient universe safely and got out of the crisis, but that he would most likely become a tool man.

As for telling a big lie in front of the strongest.

It's not that Wuluo doesn't believe in his wisdom and acting skills, but when his cultivation reaches a certain height, all wisdom and acting skills are false, and the strong all have a premonition that points to the truth, if there is no such feeling, it can only prove one thing, that is, it is not strong enough.

Yes, Wuluo did not have the idea of dying.

If you slow down, you can slow down, so that there is still a glimmer of life, and the pursuit of speed is the way to death.

"The level of civilization in the other world is not high on the surface, and the game of virtual reality has no technical content, so what is it that summons people from multiple worlds?!"

After 10,000 years of pursuit, through the patchwork of just a few words, Wu Luo vaguely knows what another world looks like.

In particular, this diary fragment affirms a lot of things.

And the more he knew, the more confused Wuluo actually became.

It is not like a civilization in another world that can have such a powerful technological force, and this kind of civilization power cannot be born into a powerful individual who can master this power.

However, even if he felt that things were very wrong, his hunch still told him that returning to the ancient universe was the only way to live, and staying in this pluralistic world would lead to death.

Yes, knowing that the water is very deep, he can only go down hard.

……

The years are long, and in the blink of an eye, it is 5,000 millennia.

"Tianxing Company, Zhao Cheng?!"

Wu Luo looked at the contents of the half of the yellow clay tablet in his hand, and felt that the direction of things suddenly began to be wrong.

This yellow clay tablet is an artifact fragment from an unknown number of epochs ago, and in the distant past, this thing once had titles such as "Golden Book and Jade Book" and "Destiny Slate".

But in fact, this thing is essentially a diary.

This more than 10 million years of archaeology has made Wuluo discover a somewhat bizarre thing, that is, the ultra-ancient powerhouses of the pluralistic world, all of them like to write diaries, and even, people have long been gone, and there are still fragments of diaries that have not been broken.

I don't know where I learned this habit of keeping a diary.

Normal people, who writes a diary if it's okay?!

And the thing in his hand, in the earliest days, was not like the current appearance of mud nirvana, but it gradually decayed over the years.

At least in Wuluo's view, in this world, if the living thing is in harmony with the Tao, it can still exist with the Tao and be close to immortality, but the dead thing is nothing that can exist forever, even if this dead thing is strong, there will be a time when it will decay.

In this diary, the game of Flood Wilderness is also mentioned, but it does not describe the virtual world too much, but writes about a supergiant company called Tianxing.

Reading between the lines, Wu Luo was stunned to see only one sentence, that is, he could take his place......

And the owner of this diary did it, but not in another world, but in a pluralistic world many eras ago, the other party grew up all the way from the son of a down-and-out lord, and finally succeeded in opening the era of the company and ruling the world.

Tianxing is not Tianxing, the company is not a company, and Wuluo does not care.

With his experience, what kind of civilization has he not seen?!

What made him care was the founder of Tianxing Company, Zhao Cheng.

Indeed, in this world, there are endless people with the same name and surname, but this coincidence still makes Wuluo have a very subtle feeling.

In fact, he didn't know what Zhao Changchang, who had overturned himself, and he didn't know what the other party had done, the origin of the Sword Ancestor had covered a lot of things, and all he knew was a name, and a little bit of Zhao Cheng's essence.

The combination of the two is the so-called real name!

Of course, in this world, there is nothing that can control the life and death of the other party if you know your real name.

The existence of a real name is used to distinguish similar individuals.

There are many people with the same name and surname in this world, who practice similar methods and follow similar paths, and there are also many people in the world, who look almost exactly the same, and there are many people who are in the above three places.

Heaven and earth are too vast in time and space, not to mention many eras, even if it is the same era, many similar flowers will be born.

In this case, there is no reference value for appearance, there is no reference value for the law, and the name has no value, and only the real name is valuable.

But a similar name still makes Wuluo a little stressed.

After all, he clearly remembered that when the ancient universe collapsed before, the center of all changes was the earth universe.

If he didn't have that name, he wouldn't have thought in that direction, after all, things were so outrageous.

But now, the appearance of a name has made him irrepressible in his imagination.

"Maybe it's because of the particularity of the earth's universe, it's obviously a central point, and this is also the reason why the origin of the Sword Ancestor will just fall there, the world is so big, and the origin of the Sword Ancestor must not have fallen out of thin air......"

Wuluo muttered to himself, forcibly suppressing the uneasiness in his heart.

(End of chapter)