Changsheng: I can sell everything

Chapter 547: The dead are like this, the underground palace is shocked
Is there a reflection of the corpse demon in the eyes of the human race's genius?

The wight screamed.

For a moment, she met Song Ciwan's clear and bright eyes.

With such beautiful eyes, the corpse demon suddenly felt a terrifying feeling of being frightened to the point of being shaken to its core.

She shouted: "Ah ah ah... help! Demon Ancestor, please save the little demon!"

The corpse demon turned around and ran away, completely relying on instinct. She went against the direction Song Ciwan was walking in, turned around and ran forward.

With the blessing of demon power, the corpse demon's entire body seemed to turn into a ray of light——

No, no, how can there be light in this dark passage?
After running like this for half a moment, the corpse demon suddenly discovered that not only was there light in this dark passage, it even had a direction!

She was no longer running in circles, but actually found a direction, attacking, running, and leaving towards the distance.

And behind her, the fluttering robes of the prodigy in white were as if they were strolling in a courtyard, tens or even hundreds of feet away, firmly attached to her back.

The zombie demon was now sure that the human race's genius could indeed see him.

Not only was she able to see herself, she also walked out of the silent and colorless demonic barrier. Or, to be more precise, it must have been something that this genius of the human race had done to break the cycle of terror in this passage.

But what exactly did she do?
Why is the cycle of this channel broken without any movement or sign?
How did she do it?
Why is she so scary?
What else does she want to do?
——She, she, why is she following me?
The corpse demon was so frightened that she felt like she was about to die again. She screamed and finally found her voice: "The genius of the human race, spare my life! The slave family didn't really mean to scold you just now, the slave family is saving you!"

Song Ciwan:...

She didn't speak, just sighed softly, with a hint of confusion in her expression.

Previously, when the world was silent, she was really trapped in the darkness for a long time.

Not only was she trapped in the darkness, but now when Song Ciwan thought about the past, she had a clear understanding: she should be trapped in a time loop.

In that endless cycle, she thought she had lived ten years, a hundred years, or even a thousand years.

But actually? In fact, the real time has just passed, less than a quarter of an hour!
On the scale of heaven and earth, she still has five sales left today, and on the Dongzhao technique panel, her experience bar for the morning dew technique that controls time has increased a lot.

Morning Dew Tanhua (master 35689/100000).

Compared with the original one (mastery 3210/10000), it can be said that it has jumped a small level.

Just now, Song Ciwan realized a lot. Time is a long, surging river. It not only exists in the real world, but also in the idealistic world.

The cognition of living beings can sometimes influence life and death.

In the time cycle just now, if Song Ciwan did not come out, but continued to consume endlessly, then when she walked through the cycle for one thousand years, ten thousand years, one hundred thousand years...

As for her current life span, it is 340,000 years.

Then she might really die at the end of her life!

This is another angle of time control. Compared with Song Ciwan's Morning Dew Technique, it's hard to say which one is more terrifying.

But time control from a spiritual perspective is undoubtedly more difficult to guard against.

Song Ciwan was able to break through this mental prison at her limit, but at this time her mood was not relaxed and happy, but instead felt indescribably calm. Still water flows deep, with waves on the side.

She couldn't help but think, what is the essence of time?

Is it "Swallows dream for years, and parasol trees fly last night"?
Or is it "a horse in a gap, a fire in a stone, a body in a dream"?
Or is it that "the shadows in the leisurely cloud pool are long and the sun is shining, and things change and the stars move several autumns"?
Add some smoke and smoke and the vicissitudes of the world, and it becomes "a cup of wine with a spring breeze of peach and plum trees, a lamp of ten years of rain in the rivers and lakes."

The sage lamented the time: The dead are like this, and they don’t give up day and night!
After all, time will not stop for anyone. If you want to control time, you must first get out of the time prison of your soul. Only by not trapping yourself can you trap others.

The underground palace passage was deep and long. Song Ciwan found the direction and just followed the corpse demon closely. In other words, she was urging the corpse demon from behind.

At the same time, she was still savoring all the insights she had just gained.

According to the ancient books given by Wei Chi, it is speculated that there is a spiritual treasure in the direction of time in the ancient god's underground palace. At this time, thinking about it, the confusion in the passage just now should be related to this spiritual treasure.

Song Ciwan recalled various records in ancient books and secretly deduced the path of this trip.

The corpse demon flew in front of him in a hurry and timidly. He only felt that the human race genius following him behind him was terrifying.

She yelled for a while, but seeing that Song Ciwan didn't give any response, she secretly gritted her teeth and finally said: "Fairy Xinglan, there are many dangers here, and the slave family is willing to be the vanguard and explore the way for the fairy!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a bright light suddenly appeared in front of him.

Then, the corpse demon stopped in front of the huge and magnificent light. She could no longer move. She was stunned.

What did she see?
Standing in the shadow of the passage, the zombie demon felt that he had never seen such a world in his thousand years of life.

It was an infinitely majestic world, high in the sky, with no end in sight——

In short, this is definitely not like an underground world.

I saw clouds in the distance and wind and mist rolling in.

But these are not things that really shock the corpse demon.

What really shocked the zombie demon was a giant turtle suspended in the void in this vast and vast world, under the blue sky and sea of ​​clouds!
The giant tortoise was as big as a continent or an ocean, almost blocking the entire sky.

When the corpse demon stood at the entrance of the passage and looked up at the giant turtle, he felt that he was infinitely small, so small that he was no longer a big demon in the demon king stage, but just a mayfly or a speck of dust.

The corpse demon raised its head and vaguely seemed to see the outline of a city and palace on the back of the giant turtle. The outline of the city was equally majestic, making the corpse demon watch's heart palpitate.

It is really unimaginable to imagine what kind of creatures once lived in this "underground palace"?

Where is this underground palace? This is simply heaven!
The giant tortoise carrying the city on its back had its eyes closed and its limbs drooping, as if it was old enough to die.

Vicissitudes of life, grandeur, decay...

The indescribable images and ancient aura impacted the corpse demon. The corpse demon was speechless until the human genius behind him got closer.

The corpse demon's whole body trembled and he quickly got out of the way.

She raised her head and looked at the giant turtle in front of her with a look that was almost worshipful but also timid, and she seemed to be murmuring: "Fairy Xinglan, this is the Ancient God's Underground Palace... How do we get there? Can we fly there? "

Song Ciwan was surrounded by ten Taoist soldiers, but she did not ask the Taoist soldiers to explore the way. She only said lightly to the corpse demon: "You can fly, let's give it a try."