When flying over the Shang army, Bai Yao, under the spell of the golden boy, saw the Shang King Taijia of this generation, and was doing divination, asking if the situation was in favor of the Great Shang.

The beautiful woman who hugged her lap in the camp tent, and the wine she drank when fighting with the marching army, proved that Taijia was addicted to wine.

Or is he extremely conceited and doesn't take Dongyi in his eyes at all?

Bai Yao retracted his gaze and said to the golden boy who stopped in the air:

"Keep flying, go to the rebel camp."

While the golden boy was in control, he asked:

"Dazhu, what are you going to do next? What chance do I have against the world? ”

Bai Yao smiled:

"Next, it's time for me to look for death.

And you, you must not help, even if I am really going to die, you can't do it. ”

The golden boy's eyes were blank, "What kind of plan is this?" ”

Bai Yao didn't want to waste his saliva explaining the matter of the Great Chaos Reincarnation.

Has the ability to save memories in reincarnation, and if it fails, the next reincarnation.

But in the next reincarnation, he will be humane, and he will materialize himself from his illusory future and travel to the wilderness.

"Just remember, don't meddle to save me."

After Bai Yao said this, he kept silent.

The golden boy had to speed up, and the clouds around him became blurred.

…

In less than half an hour, Bai Yao arrived in the sky above the Dongyi army.

Having a practitioner to help you get there is a great time saver.

Let him ride his own horse.

Just from the Great Shang army to the Dongyi army, there is at least ten days and a half months of travel.

The two landed outside the brightly lit camp and hid among the lush vegetation.

At this distance, you can see the patrolling soldiers, the leader carrying bronze tools, and the back are basically bone or stone tools.

The foundry industry is extremely underdeveloped, and most of the Terran monks have left the human world to practice outside.

It can be said that the world at this time is clean and clean, except for some monsters in special places such as Xuanyuan Tomb who dare not come out, the human race is the protagonist in the real sense.

"Dazhu, I stunned them?"

Probably the practice day after day in Taisu was too boring, and the golden boy said a little excitedly.

Bai Yao shook his head, "You're waiting for me right here." ”

With that, he got up directly and walked towards the Dongyi patrol soldiers.

"What people!"

The soldier's beastly alertness made him discover him as soon as he came out.

The bronze knife soldier bared his teeth and claws and scolded.

Bai Yaoyun said lightly:

"I'm a great blessing from the Shang clan."

As soon as these words came out, the surroundings were quiet.

Fierce laughter ensued.

"Hahaha! I'm still a big blessing to the Shang family! ”

"What tribe madman hahaha!"

The patrol soldiers laughed, and the appearance of the Shang clan Dazhu here was tantamount to a fantasy.

Bai Yao remained silent, took out a stone from his bosom, and smashed it into the bronze knife soldier.

The hard stone slammed against the soldier's head, and in an instant he was bleeding so hard that he wailed in pain.

"I'm going to kill you! Eat you! ”

The bronze knife soldier went berserk and rushed over with his sword on his shoulder.

Bai Yao slowly folded his sleeves with both hands, and he didn't dodge, just quietly watching the enemy rush in.

The hidden golden boy was stunned.

He also thought that looking for death was a special kind of saying.

I didn't expect to be really looking for death!

"Great wishes!"

He anxiously transmitted, knowing that there was only a trace of cultivation left, and his physical body had degenerated into a mortal's white medicine, and he could not bear the enemy's knife.

Bai Yao turned a deaf ear and didn't bother to answer.

Although the warriors from the Dongyi tribe do not have advanced weapons, the fighting force should not be underestimated.

The copper knife said that it would be split.

In Bai Yao's eyes, there was only a long knife left to take his life.

Everything seems to have slowed down.

His body trembled slightly, every muscle telling him to escape the blow, but his instinctive reaction was firmly contained by him, facing his own death without a trace of fear in his eyes.

Humanity won't save him, and neither will the golden boy.

Even if he was himself, he would never use cultivation to fight back.

If he dies, Hongjun will attain the Chaos Dao Fruit and turn into the Great Chaos of the next reincarnation.

Humanity, on the other hand, will merge into the great chaos of Hongjun in an empty form, lose its memory, and then repeat the efforts that have been made in billions of reincarnations.

Time is not a problem, frequency is not a problem, Baiyao can accept it.

As long as there is the slightest chance of victory, it must be seized.

The sound of the wind whistled in his ears, and he closed his eyes.

…

Location, unknown future.

Countless universes, squeezing each other in a bubble shape, constantly spreading, with no end.

Colorful and vibrant.

Located in the brightest part of the universe in the center.

Many people have used various means to appear in a star field free of impurities.

Some of them have crossed the universe in the flesh, some have stepped on flying swords, and some have even sat in spaceships.

At this moment, they all looked down with their brushes, a mirror the size of a river.

In the mirror, there is an extremely blurry scene, and it is like a bubble if you can't see it really.

"It's ......"

A man with a strong body was dumbfounded, and his voice sounded in everyone's heads:

"The Endless Universe, is it fake? Is the world we live in fake? ”

At this time, an old Taoist priest who was old but haunted by the true text of the Great Dao explained:

"It's not fake, it's just not true.

This time we have gathered all the powerhouses in the Endless Universe to save our universe. ”

The old Taoist priest stood in the middle of the crowd, his eyebrows lowered, and asked:

"The universe will be destroyed, does anyone need an explanation?"

A modernly dressed girl chewed bubble gum and raised her hand to say:

"I'm coming, I'm coming!"

She didn't want to let go of the opportunity to show her face in front of so many strong people and top civilizations, and said very quickly:

"The world, which is forward, is an infinite universe that upgrades itself when the number or quality of the strong people born exceeds the limit. At that time, everything will be destroyed, but there will be a glimmer of life, and those who catch it will survive until the next cosmic era. The new universe will give new life to the dead and give birth to new rules, so that the once strong will no longer be strong, and instead will be replaced by a universe that is constantly changing and adapting to everything, which is the forward mechanism of the universe! ”

The old Taoist priest nodded:

"It's a bit subjective, but it's to the point, whether it's cultivating immortals and practicing martial arts, or science and technology soaring, they can all reasonably exist in the endless universe, which is the characteristic of the forward mechanism."

"But ......"

He pointed to the mirror below, and his voice carried a hint of sadness:

"Poor Dao has survived tens of thousands of cosmic destructions, and not long ago I discovered that our universe is false."

Even when they heard the news when they came, everyone present was shocked at the moment.

This mirror is a kind of recording instrument.

It records everything that happens in the universe from destruction to birth.

The old Taoist priest is the longest and strongest person present, and has witnessed the rise and fall of countless civilizations.

This mirror was the object he refined to record after the first cosmic destruction.

Later, because there were too many records, it was borrowed by many people or forces who could know the old Taoist priest to see what they were doing before the last destruction.

The old Taoist priest explained:

"The poor road has been recorded tens of thousands of times, although the universe is constantly evolving, but the research direction of the poor road is the past.

By mirroring the rules of each era, Poor Dao finds a way to explore the universe's past. ”

He said indifferently:

"I wanted to trace the origin of the universe, but the mirror was tied to all the rules of the universe in the middle and was bound by the mirror."

"Everybody can see that the mirror is connected somewhere."

As he spoke, the old Taoist priest took out a handful of floating dust from his sleeve and threw it at the mirror.

As soon as the dust touched the mirror, it disappeared without warning.

It's as if some Creator has chosen it and removed it.

It's not magic, it's not a weapon that interferes with the law.

The dust completely disappeared into the endless universe, as if it had never existed.

The old Taoist priest continued:

"It's not devouring, it's not disintegrating, it's something false, what happens when you face the truth...... That is, the denial of existence. ”

Some people didn't believe it, so they took out something and threw it in the mirror.

The next moment, everything disappeared in the blink of an eye.

But at the moment of disappearance, there was a message back to the thrower:

These things, for the place where the mirror is connected, are false things that should not exist.

So, everyone began to reflect themselves.

After a few moments, everyone was solemn and silent.

No matter how high-tech a creation is, or a top-notch treasure born in the universe, the moment it comes into contact with the mirror, it will be denied.

"Dao Chief, where is the connection?"

The girl put away her cynical attitude just now and asked seriously.

The old Taoist priest raised his head and looked around:

"It's the past, the past that's happening, and when I threw the natal weapon that I had been cultivating since my cultivation into the mirror, I was able to capture something other than negation—a huge time gap.

The gap is so large that it far exceeds the time of evolution of the Endless Universe, and it is the era before the Endless Universe. ”

"That's the real past, and that's where the universe came from."

At this time, there was a martial artist who said solemnly:

"And since we exist, isn't that proof that what happened in the past will give birth to the Infinite Universe? Why did they deny us? ”

The old Taoist priest shook his head and said:

"You've lived for four or five epochs, and you have time to learn more about physics, don't Schrödinger's cats know?

Something that happened in the past determined the birth of the Endless Universe.

But before that happens, the infinite universe will have two states. ”

A quantified creature answered:

"To be born, or not to be born."

"Yes." The old Taoist priest bowed his head and waved his hand with one hand, and countless cosmic rules lit up around him:

"At the level of you, it is clear that the law can be interfered with, but the rules cannot be controlled.

But what the poor road can't do, the mirror of the poor road does, it connects all the rules, and even forcibly terminates the rules for self-evolution......"

Someone woke up and said:

"Self-evolution is another expression of the forward mechanism, and the forward mechanism has also disappeared?!"

"The guess is that it didn't disappear, but went to the other side of the mirror."

The old Taoist priest looked down at the mirror, knowing that no matter how powerful he was, the moment he touched the mirror, he would be denied.

He gave his conclusion:

"Poor Dao has tried countless times! Everything that is done points to one point, the infinite universe, which is the product of first effect and then cause! Something was happening in a past time that determined whether we existed or not!

The universe lets us know this, and it's us who participates in it! ”

He hadn't been so agitated in a long time, and shouted:

"We're going to decide if we exist or not!"

The old Taoist priest lived longer than anyone else, as an observer, recording everything that had happened, and helping many civilizations in the development process.

When it comes to understanding the endless universe, the old Taoist priest said that he is second, and no one is qualified to be the first.

"Senior, what should we do?"

A grim-faced man asked.

The old Taoist priest calmed down and said:

"When you touch a mirror with something from an infinite universe, and when it is denied, you can make the picture reflected in the mirror clear."

The man bowed his head and plunged his left hand into nothingness.

The next moment, a huge galaxy was swept up by him and thrown into the mirror.

Galaxies are instantly denied.

But the picture in the mirror is still blurry.

The old Taoist priest was silent for a moment and said:

"Ladies and gentlemen, if you want to make the mirror clear, the stars are not enough, you have to throw the universe into it one by one to have an effect."

When he says that, he means he did.

It took him a thousand universes to make sure that the blurred things in the mirror were images, not some kind of fog.

"Senior, you have the grace of reinvention for me, and I am willing to contribute to the endless universe, but how many universes do we need to let us see the things inside?"

Just now, Na Wu Xiu hugged his fists and asked.

The old Taoist priest replied:

"I don't know."

A strange-looking creature, aboard a shuttle made of photons, said:

"It's a big gamble, the forward mechanism disappears, and the endless universe will stop growing, what if sacrificing all the universes is not enough?"

"I don't know."

The old Taoist priest stubbornly stubborned, "Whether you participate or not, the poor Dao will throw the universe into it until the forward mechanism returns, and the birth of the endless universe becomes an established fact. ”

Because there is no way to take the old Taoist priest, and most people owe him a great favor.

Eighty percent of the creatures present have joined the ranks of sacrificing the universe.

There was no superfluous discussion, and after being assigned their respective tasks, everyone got busy.

For billions of years, they continued to move the creatures of the distant universe to the center, and then threw the empty universe into the mirror.

One, two, three......

Until the word "endless" in the endless universe became an exaggerated expression.

When only a few hundred universes remained, the picture in the mirror was finally clear.

And once again the people were assembled.

Staring at the picture in the mirror:

The chaos is vast, and the time and space are vast.

A universe beyond everyone's imagination appeared in their eyes.

"This is the past?"

"It looks like it's stronger than our universe."

Some people were chatting with each other, and their tones were extremely curious.

The old Taoist priest condensed and said:

"The sacrificial universe really works, and the poor road has a new perception with the mirror, so that the poor road can find out, what happened determines whether the endless universe is born or not!"

He raised his wide robe and big sleeves, and the vast power stirred in all directions, and he shouted softly in his mouth:

"My way endures!"

A miraculous sight occurred, and a golden thread was born from the mirror, tying the wrist of the old Taoist priest.

He was stunned for a moment, and then said excitedly:

"Ladies and gentlemen! Energize the mirror! There's something in there that really ties to us! Calling me and waiting! ”

As soon as the words fell, everyone present used their means to inject energy into the mirror.

So, one by one, the golden threads flew out and connected everyone.

As more and more creatures are tied to the golden thread, the picture in the mirror begins to change rapidly.

First, it was a quaint palace with a [Zixiao Palace] plaque, and then it flickered into a continent floating in the void.

Eventually, it wasn't until many people couldn't hold on anymore that the scrolling gradually stopped:

An illusory man in white, sitting cross-legged in the pavilion, said something to a red-haired man.

As if sensing the sight outside the mirror, everything in the picture except for the man in white paused, and only he raised his head:

"If I hear it, there is no life, no death, no sorrow and no joy......"

Suddenly, someone couldn't hold on, disconnected the golden thread, and fainted on the spot.

More and more people are losing consciousness, and the picture keeps flickering.

Seeing this, the old Taoist priest immediately lost the root and increased the injection of power.

The picture begins to stabilize, and this time, two scenes appear at the same time:

In the above scene, the man in white is planting flowers in a certain sacred mountain.

In the next scene, a deer demon is yawning boredly in a burst of light.

"That's them!"

The old Taoist priest was breathing unsteadily and was injured.

But he was still ecstatic!

Suddenly, the man and the deer demon noticed their gaze at the same time and looked left and right.

"They've found us!"

The old Taoist priest said excitedly.

But no one responded.

When I looked up, I was the only one standing.

The others were all unconscious, and even worse, only one breath remained.

The old Taoist priest had no choice but to break the golden thread and watch the man in white and the deer demon disappear.

Finally, it was frozen outside a huge universe, and a thick gray fog covered the surface of the universe.

The old Taoist priest waved everyone to rest and stared at the mirror by himself.

After a long time, his eyes flashed, and he said in his heart:

"Poor Dao Hongjun! We will not let the Endless Universe die! ”

(End of chapter)