Changsheng: I can sell everything

Chapter 805: The Long River Rolls, Those Broken Past Events and Truth (Two in One)

Song Ci Wan's Dharma body was broken, and the ruler in the wooden man's hand emitted a strange restraining force, making Song Ci Wan seem to be under the pressure of countless divine mountains from the sky at this moment!

It was an indescribable powerful force that restrained, disciplined, controlled...all kinds of strange forces blocked her.

This power had no physical form. The wooden man slapped Song Ciwan with the ruler while shouting angrily, "Song Zhao, the proud genius, does not respect the teacher, does not value morality, and does not abide by the classroom discipline. You should be punished by the soul measuring ruler, have your life span reduced by 3,000 years, be attacked by the evil spirit of the Fallen Soul Abyss, have your consciousness obstructed, have your thoughts imprisoned, and have your mind reshaped!"

boom--

A strange pain as if his bones and marrow were being pulled out came over him. At this moment, Song Ciwan clearly felt that something extremely important but extremely tiny in his body seemed to be taken away in an instant under the influence of the strange force of the ruler, and then disappeared.

That is... three thousand years of life!

Lifespan is the essence of human life. When the essence is exhausted, lifespan will be exhausted.

An ordinary True Immortal usually only has a lifespan of 3,000 to 5,000 years at most. Some who have a powerful method of nourishing their essence, or whose cultivation is close to the Dao, can have a longer lifespan, but it is usually difficult to exceed 8,000 years.

Eight thousand years is the maximum lifespan of a true immortal of the human race.

This is the case for True Immortals. The lifespan of Martial Saints is much shorter. Five hundred years is considered old, eight hundred years is considered longevity, and a thousand years is rare in ancient and modern times.

Under this premise, based on common sense, Song Ciwan's life span today cannot exceed eight thousand years at most.

Let's just assume it's eight thousand years. Based on the premise of a total lifespan of eight thousand years, what does it mean if a person's lifespan is cut by three thousand years at once?
The ruler in the wooden man's hand emitted a faint light, and it kept hitting Song Ciwan through the air.

While slapping him, he kept shouting angrily: "You are young and frivolous, and you don't know how to be respectful. If you are like this, why are you still young? Tianjiao Song Zhao, if you still don't surrender, I will reduce your lifespan by another 3,000 years!"

Oh my goodness, another three thousand years! Do you really think Song Ciwan's life span is the same as that of a cabbage? How can he survive after being peeled twice?
The wooden man's eyelids flickered, but he kept rehearsing and inferring in his mind: Song Zhao's life span should not be more than eight thousand years. Now that six thousand years of her life span has been cut off, she should be entering old age.

After all, humans are a short-lived species, and eight thousand years of lifespan is not enough to consume.

Song Ciwan’s life span is not like cabbage, can it be measured by pound?
However, Song Zhao's life span is really as cheap as cabbage!

Of course, this is not cabbage in the narrow sense, but refers to the fact that Song Zhao has lived for too long, so that at first glance, her life is not precious and seems to be worthless.

In a flash, the wooden man cut off her lifespan twice. All this description seemed to have thousands of words when it was written down, but in reality, the two sides engaged in close combat for only a moment, and the wooden man made two moves in succession.

The danger of these two moves made all the creatures watching the battle tremble with fear. Many people and monsters didn't even have the time to react, and could only shout in their hearts: How powerful, how scary!
This is also true for the True Immortals and Martial Saints of the human race—

There is nothing they can do.

Not only did they fail to react in time, but they were also suppressed by some strange rules within the small space of their desks.

Even the previous Ancient Demon Saint Ghost Chariot and Ancient Demon Saint Nine Infants could not break through the blockade of the desks, let alone ordinary True Immortals and Martial Saints in the world.

Some people who cared about Song Ciwan, such as Luo San, could only exclaim at this time: "Fairy Song!"

His worried voice had just been heard when he saw Song Ciwan move her feet. Behind her, the vast river of time and space roared towards them.

Song Ciwan laughed casually: "How about another three thousand years? Even if you cut me again and again for three thousand years, what does it matter?"

The wooden man's originally emotionless face showed human surprise: "Impossible! How is it possible? How can you be unaffected?"

boom--

Before he finished his words, the long river of time and space behind Song Ciwan rushed towards the wooden man again.

Yes, it just washes away.

This river seems to have no substance, but at this moment it is clearly a substantial river of time and space, just like the river lost in the sky, vast and swift.

That was the power of time. It traveled through space and also through time in the conventional sense. When the wooden man's ruler was raised again, it finally broke through the constraints of the ruler's power and pushed the wooden man on the podium into the river.

Song Ciwan said: "I have also gained some understanding of the long river of time and space. I hope Mr. Mu will appreciate it!"

boom!
Boom boom boom!
The moment the long river of time and space rushed through the wooden man, the entire classroom finally shattered in the hazy nothingness like a dream bubble.

The moment the classroom was shattered, none of the creatures inside had time to make an effective response.

Among them, not only the True Immortal Martial Saint of the human race, but also the Ancient Demon Saint Chitie of the demon race, and the Nine-tailed Fox which is said to be able to fight with the Ancient Demon Saint!
The nine-tailed fox was startled: "This Song Zhao..."

——What realm is Song Zhao in now?
These were the words that the nine-tailed fox was unable to fully utter.

She didn't have time to say anything. The huge classroom was shattered like morning dew, lightning, thunder, and a bubble.

The nine-tailed fox can only use its nine tails to weave a net to protect itself at this moment.

At this moment, an infinite storm of energy burst out in all directions as if the world was exploding, bang bang bang, boom boom boom!

The world was spinning, and time and space were reversed.

Suddenly, the nine-tailed fox seemed to see its younger self, born with three magical tails, running in the wild and vast primeval jungle.

Sometimes she breathes the wind, sometimes drinks dew. She is born with a spirituality in her bones, which enables her to practice qigong in summer and worship the moon.

In the past, the nine-tailed fox had never delved into where its spirituality came from.

After all, some creatures are born with excellent talents. What's so strange about that?
Of course, this is actually an extremely rare thing, but because the nine-tailed fox is born this way, this rarity seems commonplace to her.

Therefore, she never delved into why she was so spiritually outstanding. When she occasionally pondered over it, she just thought that she was born with purer ancestral blood.

The demon race is a race that values ​​blood and traces their lineage.

Whichever demon possesses more blood of the ancient saints will inevitably be more powerful and more spiritual.

This is an irrefutable "truth"!
However, at this moment, when countless layers of time and space that came from nowhere shattered in front of the nine-tailed fox's eyes like bubbles, she seemed to see it in a trance -

She saw a little fiery red fox curled up in an exquisite and transparent little box!
The small box is as clear as crystal, with silver patches on the four corners, and thin lines of red, yellow, blue, etc., connecting it to a huge building like a pagoda.

In an instant, the nine-tailed fox had a strong premonition in her heart: this fiery red little fox was her ancestor!
In other words, her blood, her spirituality, and her demonic power should basically come from this fiery red little fox.

The nine-tailed fox was surprised to see the little fox being imprisoned. At that moment, deep in her heart, which had always been extremely calm and self-controlled, a raging torrent like a volcanic eruption began to rise.

But before the nine-tailed fox could get more angry, the jumping images flashed quickly, and she saw it again -

She saw it. In front of the huge tower there was an even larger square.

The square is so big that it cannot be measured. Anyway, the square is packed with people.

And all these people were kneeling in unison and with the same image.

Why and where are they kneeling?
The nine-tailed fox had just thought of this doubt, and the doubt was immediately answered. The direction where these people were kneeling was clearly the fiery red little fox in the crystal cage!

The nine-tailed fox heard the deep and gloomy voice again, as if it came from thousands and thousands of years ago... as if it came from another indescribable world -

The voices were praying, "Nine-tailed fox, protect the world."

"Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox, protect the world."

"Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox, protects against natural disasters..."

"We wish to use our faith, thoughts, and will... to pray that the Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox will transform from the virtual into the real and descend into the world of China!"

"I wait……"

"I wait……"

buzzing-

Boom boom boom——

Suddenly, countless images were shattered and everything fell into silence.

In this indescribable situation, the nine-tailed fox's brain went blank for a moment.

It's really that what I saw and heard in those brief glimpses just now... everything contained too much information.

It was so big that even though the nine-tailed fox was clearly awake, it felt that it had almost completely lost the ability to understand.

What did she see just now?
Are all the things revealed in those broken pictures the real truth or just the illusion of Tushan Wangyue at that moment?
The space storm was still roaring and moving, causing illusory bubbles to appear and disappear.

The nine-tailed fox was spinning and spinning, when suddenly its tail felt a sharp pain!
There was an ancient, strange thing with a long black pole. It rushed through the nine-tailed fox's tail and pierced straight into her spine.

Then, the nine-tailed fox Tushan Wangyue rolled over and broke off one of its tails.

Although one of her tails was broken, her body finally broke out of the raging storm at this moment!

Tushan Wangyue staggered and fell to the ground. Not caring about his own pain, he immediately raised his head and looked at everything around him.

This is a small valley!

The valley is surrounded by lush trees and full of spiritual energy.

If, after experiencing the surge in spiritual energy, the spiritual energy value of Jiuzhou Fudi is now ten, then at this moment, the spiritual energy of the valley where Tushan Wangyue is located is... twelve!
Don't underestimate the difference between ten and twelve.

There seems to be only a "two" between the two, but in fact, what separates them is a qualitative level.

Tushan Wangyue had just escaped from the pain, but suddenly she ran into such a place. The height difference made her feel a little confused for a moment.

She looked around carefully with great shock and confusion.

In a daze, I first saw a bunch of Zhulang fruits not far away. Judging from their appearance, they seemed to be thousand-year-old Zhulang fruits.

Even if this thing is not used to make medicine, even if it is just eaten raw, eating one can be equivalent to a thousand years of life.

Of course, the saying that "a ten-thousand-year-old Zhulang fruit is equivalent to a thousand years of life" is just a legend among the people in Kyushu.

After all, there are no ten thousand year old Zhulang fruits in the world of Jiuzhou, only thousand year old Zhulang fruits at most.

Eating one thousand-year-old Zhulang fruit can prolong one's life span by a hundred years. The effect of the second one is halved, the third one is halved again, and the fourth one is ineffective.

As for the ten thousand year old Zhulang fruit, the Nine-tailed Fox had only heard of it, but had never seen it in reality, and did not think it really existed.

However, at this moment, Tushan Wangyue happened to see the legendary ten thousand year old Zhulang fruit!

Oh, right.

It is said that on the top of the Wannian Zhulang Fruit, there will be golden patterns forming the Chinese character "Wan".

That's why Tushan Wangyue could be so sure that this thing was the ten thousand year old Zhulang fruit!

She felt confident, yet confused and felt something was wrong.

Oh yeah, what's wrong?
Oh, it’s because although the Zhulang fruit is extremely precious, it seems to grow so casually here in front of us.

There is a clump on the east, a clump on the west, and several clumps on the cliff-like slope of the valley in front.

There are so many of them that they seem to be worthless!
Suddenly, a huge snake as thick as an arm rushed out from the bushes where Zhulang fruit grew on the slope of the cliff ahead.

Although the big snake was not small in size, its body was as nimble as lightning. In just a flash of lightning, the snake swallowed up several Zhulang fruits!
Tushan Wangyue first subconsciously raised his tail, trying to stop the snake from swallowing the Zhulang fruit.

But soon, she put her tail down again.

Because she saw the snake quickly swallowed several Zhulang fruits, and then it shook its body in ecstasy, turned its head, and swam leisurely into the grass in front.

The big snake swam away. Tushan Wangyue let out a long breath at the bottom of the valley and murmured, "Haoxu Fairy Island, Penglai Fairy Island... Perhaps this is the real Penglai Fairy Island."

All the previous doubts were dispelled, but more doubts came to my mind one after another.

Tushan looked around at the moon in a daze, and saw only towering immortal mountains, numerous peaks, jade trees and immortal fruits, and overflowing with inspiration.

The previous classroom disappeared, and the people and monsters who had attended classes together in the classroom also disappeared. The wooden man and Song Zhao also disappeared!
Where is Song Zhao?
Is her battle with the wooden man over?
On the fairy island before us, besides fairy fruits everywhere, what else is there?
Tushan Wangyue leaped forward lightly.

And in a strange space that she could not see, the ancient pictures like bubbles continued to flash and disappear, flash and disappear again.

There are many people and monsters in a situation similar to that of Tushan Wangyue.

They rolled and jumped in the raging space storm, using all kinds of strange tricks to protect themselves.

From afar, he saw a fairy in green clothes, who seemed to be standing on the other side of the sky. A long river under her feet kept beating and washing towards the wooden man.

There were mysterious words that were like wings hanging from the sky, rolling and flying beside her.

"The deceased is like a husband, and will not give up day and night!"

"The year is coming to an end, the sun and the moon are about to disappear!"

"A few lonely moons turn into stars and frost many times!"

"A flash of lightning, a gust of wind, a wave of rapidity, a flowing water..."