In other words, when it comes to the struggle for their own fate, immortals do not behave more detached than mortals.

But once it involves one's own achievements and future, one's future and destiny, no one can really have no desires and desires.

This is true of mortals, and so are immortals!

"Everyone only has the opportunity to participate in the Heaven Prayer Conference once in their lifetime, so everyone cherishes it!"

It's a pity that my attention is no longer here at this time!

My thoughts are more ethereal than his words.

At the moment when I thought of the difference between immortals and mortals, I suddenly realized a question - when I traveled to two thousand years later, did I only lose two thousand years of time?

This kind of thing doesn't match my previous understanding of the world!

Especially after practicing the Nine Wonderful Techniques, I am more inclined to think that when a person loses something, he will definitely gain something, and vice versa.

The so-called lost east, harvested mulberry elm, nothing more than that!

In the real world, this kind of thing can be summed up by a law of conservation of energy.

Just like the supreme momentum I showed when I used the Word Magic Technique, the suppression of this super aura and its energy source was by no means groundless.

No one can generate anything out of thin air, at least not yet.

As for whether those top powerhouses who have really stepped on the peak of the Immortal Dao can do it, I also have great doubts, otherwise where would there be so many regrets in this world?

Stronger than my father, can't he just helplessly keep me outside?

If the Confucian sect is in charge, isn't it also next to the power of the Demon Emperor after the First World War?

Not to mention the Supreme Demon Emperor who is like a god in the demon world!

Invincible like her, she is rampant in the world, even if no one can kill her, but she will eventually end up being sealed!

So, what did I gain after losing 2,000 years?

Seriously, I would never have thought of this as a problem before that.

Because in my own experience, I have not lost anything, and those two thousand years have never existed in my life.

The traces of it only showed up in my comparison with my peers.

If not, what if I had traveled back in time? Not only my peers, but even everyone I knew had passed away, would there be no such disparity?

Of course, there will be regrets, but I can still re-activate the world as a beautiful young man!

If, on the other hand, I came out of that secret realm and found myself traveling back thousands of years ago, or even earlier.

Did I get more time out of thin air?

That's not the case at all!

When I think about it, self-comfort is self-comfort, and at this time, I seem to be on the tip of a bull's horns, obsessed with whether I have gained something after losing 2,000 years. E-Book Workshop

This state is very special, you can also call it a blessed spiritual mind, in short, it is mixed with attachment and blindness, which makes me fall into the mind over and over again, so that I completely forget everything around me.

Knowing that there is no answer, but still keep seeking, paranoid about it, pursuing it, almost crazy!

The peculiarity of this state was something I didn't really realize until much later when I came back to my senses.

It's not an epiphany, it's not a demonic obstacle......

If you really use one word to describe it, I think it is "ask"!

Ask yourself, but also ask about this dream world!

Ask yourself the Dao heart, but also ask why the world is so kind to me!

It's not that I'm unjust about losing two thousand years of time, it's just because of a wisp of reverie about fate caused by the conversation with Qi Ji just now.

Often, this kind of "ask" is destined to have no answer, just like in the real world when you ask God why he won't let you win the lottery jackpot, and suddenly he throws you five million out of thin air.

But this is the dream world, and I know that something is wrong, but I can't control my thoughts, so I can only keep asking questions to find answers.

At the same time, there is another shallow consciousness that continues to tell me that there is nothing wrong with doing this, as long as you persist, there will be an answer!

At this moment, I am still me, but it seems that I am not pure me, but those who have been scattered in the long river of fate at different stages continue to return, superimposed on me one after another.

The feeling was not painful, but it was a bit tormenting, like a fly that had strayed into a human room, burying its head in the light of the world outside the transparent glass.

I don't know how long it has been, it seems like a moment, and it seems like a thousand years, when my patience is gradually worn away, my mind is a little sluggish, and I am almost about to withdraw from this state, when something unexpected happens......

I don't know what's going on, but my attention suddenly focused on the token engraved with the word "Confucian" on my body, and then the whole consciousness poured in.

This token was a gift from my senior brother Wuyazi, and its first owner was my master whom I had never met, the founder of Confucianism and the boundless sea, Haifuzi!

Once, my consciousness also entered it, and found that there was a world of its own, with six huge light clusters that symbolized the six arts of Confucianism, "poetry, calligraphy, rituals, and music in the spring and autumn", and a wisp of consciousness of Master Hai was asleep!

It can be said that this token is equivalent to some form of Confucian inheritance, as long as I can one day master all the knowledge in the six light clusters, I am destined to become a well-known generation of powerhouses in Confucianism.

At that time, I not only had a profound Confucian background, but also could understand all kinds of Confucian secret arts, and knew all the Confucian masters!

You can say that this kind of behavior is a kind of cheating, but this is the benefit of having a powerful master!

I have never said that my achievements are purely hard work, in fact, they are more due to standing on the shoulders of the giant master.

No matter how bad I am, with such a starting point, my final achievements are not far behind, but I have never had time to delve into it.

You know, not long after I got this token, I plunged headlong into that damn secret realm with Dewey and the others, and I don't need to talk about the rest of it......

However, when this consciousness descended on the inside of the Confucian token again, I was stunned by what I saw.

The internal space of the token is still bright, but only the six inheritance light clusters containing the supreme secret books of Confucianism are missing!

They disappeared completely, as clean as if they never existed.

So much so that I looked around and felt a sad feeling rise in my heart, you must know that I had also entered the space in the Blood-Devouring Madness Sword Spike back then, and there were at least a few stone tables and stone benches dotted there!