Infinity, starting from eternity

Chapter 447 The Emperor's Content is a Bit High

The Emperor's Sword had fallen into the long river of time and space, and had been drifting downstream for who knows how many tens of thousands of years.

The painting of the heavens belonging to the 'future' is harder to find than imagined. In the process, the crystal-like sword body is gradually covered by a layer of stone, becoming dull and weathered, and entangled with green moss.

"puff!"

At a certain point in time, the Emperor's Sword flew out, landed in the world, and inserted into the yellow sand, without any magic.

"Is this the future? The fluctuations of heaven and earth are different, and the scars of time are heavier."

The years in the long river of time and space seem a little illusory, both real and false. The original Emperor of Heaven had fallen asleep long ago, and only Li Ping'an's mind was still awake, but he had almost no power to interfere with the outside world.

He had anticipated this. In terms of the time span, the Holy Ruins were too far away from the Era of Shrouding the Heavens.

In the battle outside the world, Huang and Ye have become sacrificial offerings, and the grand plan of Crouching Dragon and Phoenix has begun.

If viewed from the perspective of the scroll of the heavens, a "book", the chapters belonging to the Holy Ruins are also very far away from him, and his connection with the deity is sometimes effective and sometimes not.

But that might be a good thing.

"It is certain that there are many loopholes that can be exploited in the 500 years of mission time given by the Lord God Space."

Li Ping'an's spiritual consciousness has been baptized by the long river of time and space, and he can be sure that this period of time is definitely more than five hundred years in terms of normal time concept.

What he needs to confirm now is whether the five hundred years of mission time is related to the time and space of Shrouding the Sky.

Or more simply, the subjective sense of time of the one.

If it is the latter, then it would be too difficult for the reincarnators to operate.

He suspected that this was the norm for those reincarnation overlords, mighty powers, and giants above the thirteen stars. They controlled many bugs in the main god space, or were granted authority to operate outside the rules.

"I'm trying to become the overlord. Am I stirring up trouble in the plot?" Li Ping'an's mind fluctuated and he sorted out many things.

Space in a broad sense, spreading bait to all the heavens and worlds.

Above time, bypassing tasks, existing forever in the world, and even traveling across the long river of time and space, some operations similar to the other side of one's life.

"Under this theory, time has almost no meaning to the Overlord of Reincarnation."

It is not time that makes a strong person, but the strong who give meaning to time.

Perhaps it only takes a moment to create an incredibly powerful person. The iteration speed of the main god space may be far beyond his imagination. There must be a very terrifying strong person in the depths.

Of course, I am probably one of these people.

Li Pingan is also very self-aware. He is also an extraordinary person. Just look at how he has reached this point after only going through a few missions.

For the controller of Taihao Immortal City, if he is not careful, a towering tree will grow out of the ground and threaten to become equal to it. He needs to think about how to deal with it.

Before entering the world of Zhutian, several Daozu of the Thirteen Stars contacted and tried to win him over, but Li Pingan declined politely, preparing to wait until he was stronger before stepping into the chaos of the main god space.

"Forget it, let me think about these things."

Li Ping'an's thoughts gradually calmed down, and with the Emperor's Sword as an anchor, he breathed in and digested the rhyme of heaven and earth.

This journey across time and space, which gathers the rhyme of the past, present and future in a certain worldview, is also a very meaningful form of practice.

In a certain sense, it promotes the development of the other side's characteristics towards a complete body.

The strong wind swept in, and the yellow sand rolled, submerging the silhouette of the Emperor's Sword.

No one would have thought that there was a magic sword buried here that could cut off the head of the Immortal King, making Yu Jiu hate him and be extremely fearful.

The Heavenly Emperor Sword, under the cultivation of Li Ping'an, naturally reached the level of a top-grade immortal weapon at an early stage. Although it is called a sword, it does not prevent it from being a living ancestor immortal, and the sword carries the boundless multiverse.

But now they have all fallen silent, washed away by the long river of time and space, and have become frozen in a state that requires someone to activate them.

It was different from stepping into the perfect time and space. At that time, Li Ping'an could move freely with just his thoughts, transform into a human being, and recreate the world. But in order to obtain the Holy Ruins time and space, he must have something dependent.

And that’s just one of the problems.

Even though he was in the Sword of the Emperor of Heaven, Li Ping'an could still feel some inexplicable perspectives in the darkness, staring at him with greedy and hungry eyes.

Once exposed, everyone must attack.

What dark forest.

Li Ping'an was calm inside. He had plenty of patience and could wait forever, not caring.

And this time did not make him wait long.

The yellow sand covered over and over again, the sun rose and set three thousand times, and a college youth appeared in the perspective of Tiandi Sword.

The desert is solitary and straight, and the long river falls into the sun.

The vast desert is vast and vast, vast and majestic. When the red sun sets in the west, the end of the horizon is bright red, and there is also a sense of desolation in the vastness.

The ancient beacon smoke has long passed away in the years. Although the ancient Yellow River route has changed several times, it still exists.

Chu Feng was traveling alone. He graduated a few days ago and also said goodbye to his campus goddess. They broke up and would go their separate ways from now on, perhaps never to see each other again.

He became unemployed after graduation and had nothing to do, so he came out to carry out his mission of leaving on a whim.

"what!"

Chu Feng looked at the desert, roared to vent his anger, and then lay down.

How could he be so calm after being announced to have broken up? He was also secretly warned by some people who didn't know the truth, who told him that the other party was not someone he could spy on, and that they were from two different worlds. It would be better for everyone if he left their sight as soon as possible.

This kind of thing is just like in TV dramas, but it actually happened to Chu Feng.

Lying on the yellow sand, looking at the bloody sunset, the vastness of the desert washed over his heart. Compared with this vast world, the trivial affairs of the world were nothing and not worth mentioning.

"This is?!"

Chu Feng lay down and felt something hard on his back. He turned over with a start and saw a protruding stone-like hilt.

Out of curiosity, he fiddled with it a few times, and an ancient stone sword appeared in front of him.

"Antiques?" Chu Feng didn't expect to gain this from his trip.

Just looking at the patterns and styles of the stone sword, you can tell it's not simple.

Chu Feng carefully put it in his arms and continued walking forward. After a while, he stopped again because a sea of ​​blue flowers appeared in front of him.

Blue flowers of the other shore are in full bloom beside the ancient Yellow River Road. Blue mist rises into the sky, covering the area, making it look beautiful and dreamy.

Chu Feng had never seen such a scene before. His breathing stopped and he was so shocked that he was speechless.

"boom!"

At the last moment, the dried blue flowers on the ground broke into pieces and turned into powder.

This strange scene is hard to explain.

They are like fireworks, brilliant for a short time, extremely beautiful, and then wither and turn into ashes.

The withered yellow powder fell on the sand and was difficult to distinguish in the twilight. At this time, the blue mist had long disappeared, and the desert returned to its original state, as if nothing had happened, and it was quiet again.

Stone sword, blue sea of ​​flowers, Chu Feng left, feeling like he had experienced a dream journey.

Next, he continued on his way according to his schedule.

He came to Kunlun Mountain, where the herdsmen at the foot of the mountain welcomed him warmly.

Not long after, he finished his rest and climbed up again, ready to climb the mountain to take in the beautiful scenery of Kunlun Mountains.

Then he was shocked again.

"What is that? A demon that has regressed?" Chu Feng was shocked.

Wild beasts appeared in groups in the mountains, fighting around the small tree on the edge of the cliff at the top of the mountain. In the end, only three strange beasts were left: a black yak, a mastiff king, and a giant golden eagle. They all looked bigger than normal beasts and had spiritual powers.

The next moment, Chu Feng saw flowers blooming again, and several white petals from the small tree fell into his hands.

"Roar!" Then the next moment three strange beasts roared, scaring Chu Feng so much that he ran away.

"What is this all about?"

Chu Feng was shocked and confused by what happened throughout the day. He only breathed a sigh of relief when he returned to the herdsmen's place at the foot of the mountain. This Kunlun Mountain is indeed the place where all the gods are said to live, with all kinds of miraculous things happening.

Those three strange beasts could definitely be called demons in ancient times.

But are there any great monks in the world who can subdue demons and monsters?

Chu Feng lowered his head and looked at his harvest of the day, a stone box he picked up at the foot of the mountain. He also took out the stone sword.

"Stone sword, stone box, these are all stone products."

He saw some bronze artifacts on Mount Kunlun, but did not take them. Instead, he was very interested in two stone objects that he picked up on a whim.

Open the stone box and there are three seeds.

“What kind of seed is this?”

Chu Feng picked up a seed. It was black in color and had already shriveled up. It was obviously severely deformed and lacked vitality.

There is another seed that is purple-brown, flat and round, as if it was flattened.

In the end, only one seed was slightly normal, a little yellow, but not shriveled.

Chu Feng took out the three seeds and looked them up and down. They were different from what he had imagined the stone box contained. They were mysterious and he thought they were some kind of treasure.

Now I see that they are seeds, and two of them are seriously dead.

"This is the Heavenly Emperor's seed."

A voice suddenly rang out, and Chu Feng was so frightened that his hands trembled and the stone box fell to the ground.

"Who is it?!" Chu Feng was shocked and looked around, but there was no one.

Finally he looked at the things on the table. The outer shell of the stone sword made a click and began to crack, revealing the crystal essence underneath.

"This sword is called the Heavenly Emperor Sword, and the seed you picked up is called the Heavenly Emperor Seed." Li Ping'an's voice rang out.

When he was picked up by Chu Feng, he came back to life, but didn't say a word. He watched him pick up the seeds of Crouching Dragon, Phoenix Chick, and an honest man.

He spoke, but the three seeds did not move at all.

"Old silver coin." Li Ping'an cursed inwardly. He was not sure about the status of these three seeds.

Normally, the people living inside were Crouching Dragon and Phoenix Chick, and he had met them before. They had some relationship in the Perfect World and the Shrouding World, so he should have had some reaction, but he didn't have any reaction at all.

Or maybe he just ignored him.

Or maybe it’s a problem with the picture of the heavens, and everything that exists is a reflection of time and space, like a signpost of the will of heaven on the other side in history?
Or maybe in the eyes of some people, he is just an imaginary product and cannot interfere with the course of history.

Li Ping'an did not overestimate himself. His level of sacrificial arts was beyond the imagination of others. Even if he was not the Three Heavenly Emperors, the Sixteen Star Sacrificial Arts that was born out of the trilogy worldview was not something he could shake now.

"Emperor Sword? Emperor Seed?"

Chu Feng was shocked. What the hell? Am I fighting with the Emperor of Heaven?

I picked up a Heavenly Emperor Sword and three Heavenly Emperor Seeds. What does the latter mean? Can one Heavenly Emperor be grown from one seed?

"Just understand it literally." Li Ping'an said leisurely without explaining too much. Everyone was pretending to be ignorant, and he was no exception, so he continued to pretend with them.

Chu Feng took a deep breath and absorbed all the cold air from Kunlun Mountain.

He lifted up the crystal sword that had lost its stone shell and looked at it again and again. This thing didn't look like the weapon of the Emperor of Heaven.

Actually it is not.

The Emperor of Heaven in the universe is still the Emperor of Heaven.

By the way, Li Ping'an also asked the other party's name. The real name of the Great Thousand Heavenly Emperor is Zhang Jiuren, which has a lot of Heavenly Emperor content, so he was not surprised at all.

It is understandable that when you wake up tomorrow morning, a Taitian Emperor will pop out from the small bell you picked up on the roadside.

After all, the throne of the Emperor of Heaven takes turns to sit on it, and this year it is my turn.

In this era, the Emperor of Heaven is no longer rare.

"You live in the sword of the Emperor of Heaven. Are you the Emperor of Heaven?" Chu Feng asked, unable to hide his curiosity.

"You can call him that. If you want to be more cautious, you can call him Xuanhuang Tiandi." Li Pingan said indifferently.

Strictly speaking, the only thing he has absolute control over is the Xuanhuang World, which is reviving after the unification of the three thousand worlds. He has planted all the supreme ancestral trees he cultivated, and the cycle of reincarnation was also built by him and Fang Han together.

"Xuan Huang Tian Di!"

Chu Feng kept repeating the name and remembered it firmly.

"What about these three seeds? Did you keep them too?"

"That's not the case. It has nothing to do with me." After coming out to take a breath, Li Pingan's voice fell silent and he did not continue chatting with Chu Feng.

It doesn't matter if his background is revealed, just make your own decision.

The three Heavenly Emperor seeds have nothing to do with him and will not be revealed.

Respecting the strong is respecting yourself.

"Emperor of Heaven? Is he here?"

Chu Feng shook the crystal sword, but there was no response.

He held up three more seeds and asked them one by one, but the seeds did not respond.

In this way, Chu Feng tossed and turned all night, but none of the four old Heavenly Emperors made a sound, which made him almost think that what he saw and heard last night was some kind of illusion.

Just pick up the crystal sword, it looks exceptionally transparent under the sunlight, the crystal is pure and flawless, like an exquisite work of art, like a piece of colored glaze, there seems to be golden lines inside, it is hard to imagine that this is an object peeled out from an ancient and weathered stone shell.

"The Emperor's... sword?"

Chu Feng stared at it for a long time and then stuffed it into the stone box.

No matter what, this small crystal sword is indeed extraordinary. He has verified it this night. It is extremely sharp and there is almost nothing that it cannot cut through.

The word "almost" is used because Chu Feng used it to chop the stone box.

He even used three Heavenly Emperor seeds to test the sharpness of the Xuanhuang Heavenly Emperor Sword. He poked it twice, but there was no reaction.

The Sword of the Emperor of Heaven can cut through anything, but it doesn’t seem to be very effective against other old objects of the Emperor of Heaven.

Chu Feng thought secretly, of course he wouldn't tell it out loud, wouldn't that offend people?

“This is very life-like.”

Li Pingan witnessed all of this. The power of the Emperor's sword split the stone box and poked out three Emperor's seeds. There was no ripple in his heart. He just wanted to laugh.

If it were Chu Feng, everything would seem normal.

After all, whose emperor is called Loli?

The baby Shi Hao, the young boy Ye Fan, and the loli Chu Feng.

The moral integrity of the Three Heavenly Emperors seems to be insufficient.

(End of this chapter)