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At this time, the light in the hall was dim.

Only a few dim rays of light slanted down from the gaps in the roof, forming patches of mottled light and shadows on the ground.

But even so, Xie Que still recognized at a glance that his face was basically exactly the same as his own.

Xie Que stared at the statue, his mind full of doubts.

Then he walked forward unconsciously and came to the statue.

It was hard to tell what the statue was made of, but Xie Que was sure.

The statue has been preserved for a very long time, which is definitely beyond my imagination.

"The Ancient Temple of Destruction?"

Although he didn't know what the ancient temple looked like, Xie Que could basically confirm that it was undoubtedly the Ancient Temple of Destruction.

Xie Que looked at the statue, and gradually,

He seemed to stretch out his fingertips somewhat uncontrollably and gently touched the center of the statue's eyebrows.

The moment his fingertips touched the stone statue, Xie Que felt a sudden chill.

The temperature of this statue seems to be so cold that it can freeze even time and space.

Suddenly, the eyes of the statue burst into a blood-red light.

At the same time, many Sanskrit words that were originally hidden in the temple were

At this moment, they began to twist their bodies like awakened snakes.

Before Xie Que even had time to react, the entire Ancient Temple of Destruction had already fallen into the long river of time.

Xie Que was shocked and subconsciously tried to break free.

But he found himself like a mantis trying to stop a chariot in front of the violently washing cosmic light.

At this moment, the cosmic light is tilting away almost several years of time every second.

The information contained in it is an astronomical number.

Even with Xie Que's cultivation level, it is impossible for him to digest food so quickly.

"What on earth is going on?"

"Why does this statue look so similar to me?"

"Why did this ancient temple drag me into the long river of time?"

Xie Que pondered in his heart, but before he could figure out the clue,

The entire ancient temple of extinction suddenly shattered, and his body was completely submerged in the torrent of the long river of time.

He clenched his teeth, trying to compress the sea of ​​blood to resist the torrent.

But the moment the sea of ​​blood appeared, a huge amount of essence and blood was destroyed by the light of the universe.

Xie Que was immediately shocked, and he also understood.

The cosmic light, which is mild and harmless to tomorrow, washes in such a huge flow.

The horrific destructive power it brings is unimaginable.

Even if I want to open the passage and leave the long river of time,

The torn cracks will be covered and repaired by massive cosmic light in an instant.

Moreover, the cosmic light is not an ordinary substance, but a manifestation of the rhyme of Tao in the long river of time.

It is the embodiment of the rules of the world and can directly change the information of matter from the most microscopic level.

This means that even the hardest substance in the world,

In front of the light of the universe, it will be like fragile paper and its shape will be easily changed.

As expected, under the ravages of the cosmic light,

His body, which was as strong as a neutron star, gradually began to show cracks.

At this moment, Xie Que has already used every possible means.

But all this was of no avail, the torrent of cosmic light continued to tear at his body.

As time went by, Xie Que's body was ultimately unable to withstand the erosion of the cosmic light and was easily torn apart.

At this moment, the long river of time is still rushing forward.

Xie Que's body had been torn into pieces by the torrent of cosmic light.

Just when he thought he was going to die here and his soul was going to dissipate in the long river of time,

A dull and ancient roar came faintly from the distance in the long river of time.

Xie Que struggled to digest the cosmic light that washed over him, and the immense joy it brought.

He reluctantly raised his head and looked in the direction of the voice.

In an instant, all he saw was a mottled, rusty bronze warship breaking through the waves and emitting a mysterious and obscure aura, as if telling a story from ancient times.

And on the bow of this ancient warship, there is a bronze lamp hanging.

A faint green flame was burning in the lamp.

What is even more incredible is that this dark green flame can actually temporarily freeze the originally surging and unstoppable flow of the long river of time.

“What…what is this?”

At this moment, the long river of time seemed to have been paused, and the torrent of cosmic light around him no longer hit him as wildly as before.

Xie Que's body stopped in mid-air, and everything around him fell into a strange state of stillness.

Only the bronze warship, which was a hundred feet long and about thirty feet wide, was moving slowly forward in the solidified time and approaching Xie Que.

When the warship broke through the waves, the cosmic light it stirred up seemed to be frozen in the air.

Time seems to have stood still.

The next moment, before Xie Que made any move,

I only felt an invisible and powerful force, like a giant hand hidden in the void.

Without further ado, he was picked up and gently placed on the deck of the warship.

Almost at the same moment he stepped onto the deck, the bronze warship suddenly turned around.

The bow of the ship resolutely goes against the turbulent current of the long river of time, rushing towards the end of time.

The bronze lamp hanging on the bow of the warship flickered with green flames.

A layer of faint flames was released, covering the entire warship.

It was under the protection of this layer of flames that the raging torrent of cosmic light seemed to encounter some kind of restriction.

It was unable to cause any damage to anything inside the warship, so Xie Que was temporarily freed from the harm of the cosmic light.

Although he was temporarily safe, Xie Que was torn between his conscience and his desires at this moment.

He wanted to jump off the warship at all costs and get away from this ancient bronze chariot.

After all, he knew nothing about the origin of this warship and didn't know what its purpose was.

Moreover, it can control the cosmic light so easily, this thing must be extraordinary.

Secondly, he must be a Half-Step Dao Lord, which is the same level as the current Buddha.

However, Xie Que still didn't dare to act rashly.

He knew very well that the long river of time in which he was now was extremely chaotic.

Not to mention him, the Heavenly Lord of the Other Shore, even if he was a Dao Lord who had condensed the Dao Fruit,

Faced with such a force that can rewrite everything from the root, I am afraid I would not dare to take risks easily.

"Jumping off the warship rashly is undoubtedly seeking death."

"But if we follow this warship, we don't know what we will face..."

Xie Que looked outside the warship illuminated by the dark green flames. The long river of time was still turbulent.

At this moment, he could only temporarily suppress his inner uneasiness and follow the direction of the warship.

Gradually, Xie Que began to observe the warship slowly.

Its appearance is simple and weathered, and the traces of time are deeply imprinted on every inch of the ship.

You can tell at first glance that it is very old, as if it carries the memories of countless eras.

The bronze deck glowed darkly under the green flames.

There was dried black blood on it, and no one knew how many years had passed.

No one knows what creature left this black blood, and what kind of tragedy it went through to solidify on the deck.

Xie Que squatted down slightly, leaned in closer to observe the black blood carefully, his brows tightly furrowed.

He gently stretched out his fingers, wanting to touch the dried blood, but stopped halfway.

Then his eyes shifted to the hull.

The hull is engraved with extremely abstract hieroglyphs, which have twisted lines and strange shapes.

It was like a symbol from the birth of all things, beyond the scope of his cognition.

Xie Que stared at the words, trying to find even a hint of clues in them to decipher the meaning they contained.

Sometimes he narrowed his eyes slightly, sometimes he shook his head gently, but it was hard to make out what he meant.

After a while, Xie Queyou turned his gaze towards the cabin.

He didn't dare to go in casually, even though he didn't feel any energy.

But he could also imagine that the owner of this ancient warship,

If you want to deliberately hide your aura, it will be difficult for me to detect it.

He hesitated for a while, but finally decided to go into the cabin to take a look.

Maybe there is something you want to know.

The moment you step into the cabin, a rotten and dull smell hits you in the face.

His eyes gradually focused in the dimness.

Then, a scene that made his pupils shrink suddenly came into view.

Inside the cabin, there were three thousand skeletons dressed in Buddhist robes neatly arranged!

These skeletons have long lost their living flesh, leaving only the craggy skeletons.

The flesh and blood have dried up, and the fur is gone.

Only the empty Buddhist robe was barely attached to the skeleton, looking particularly strange in the dim light.

Xie Que felt a chill in his heart and unconsciously slowed down his pace as he slowly approached the skeletons.

When he approached and looked at it carefully, he found that the remains were actually the remains of the "Guardian Arhat" of Buddhism.

"These are actually the guardian arhats... How did they end up here? And why did they end up like this?"

Xie Que took a deep breath, and there was a hint of trembling in his voice.

Then he discovered that

The neck of each Arhat is pierced by a thick, long, rusty bronze chain.

The chains were dark in color, blending in with the surrounding darkness.

Without careful observation, it is difficult to discover the details hidden among the bones.

Xie Que squatted down slightly and took a closer look at the bronze chain.

He stretched out his hand and touched it lightly, and felt a rough and cold touch at his fingertips.

Seeing that nothing happened, Xie Que let out a sigh of relief:

"It seems that I am the only one on this boat."

Xie Que felt somewhat relieved, yet somewhat disappointed.

But fortunately, I am safe for the time being.

I just don’t know to which era this ancient battlefield will bring him.

As the ancient bronze warship continues to travel backwards in the long river of time, the passage of time becomes increasingly blurred.

An unknown amount of time had passed. Xie Que was so immersed in his thoughts and vigilance about the unknown that he almost forgot the existence of time.

The speed at which this ancient bronze warship reverses time is simply beyond imagination.

Xie Que relied on his own perception to travel through this long time.

I have already numbly realized that the time the warship traveled through is at least 60 million years ago.

Xie Que stood on the deck of the ancient bronze warship, feeling the time whizzing past him like a rushing stream.

The ancient warship showed no signs of slowing down. Instead, it continued to sprint through the long river of time regardless of everything, rushing towards the unknown depths.

The time span of more than 60 million years separated him from the familiar world.

What awaits him ahead is an endless unknown.

As the warship continued to move forward, the surrounding scenery became more and more bizarre.

Gradually, everything in front of my eyes began to become blurred, and the light of the long river of time gradually dimmed.

Finally, the warship entered a void of cosmic light.

Xie Que looked around and saw that the whole place was terribly empty and silent, as if all the sounds in the world had been taken away from him at that moment.

There is no trace of the past, nor of the future, even the ripples of the cosmic light in the long river of time.

It also comes to an abrupt end here, as if time itself has lost its meaning here.

And in this void, Xie Que also caught a glimpse of a faint breath.

This aura made him feel a chill in his heart: "Buddhist world?"

In an instant, Xie Que guessed that the blank space was most likely the space-time fault that was cut off by the "Past Buddha" himself.

At this moment, Xie Que's curiosity was suddenly aroused.

"The things that everyone in the world has forgotten may be hidden in it..."

He took a deep breath and boldly sent his spiritual thoughts out of the ancient warship.

However, something unexpected happened.

As soon as the divine consciousness broke away from the protection of the bronze lamp stand, it seemed to have instantly touched some taboo.

In an instant, Xie Que felt dizzy.

The divine thought that had just been sent out turned into nothingness in an instant, like a candle in the wind.

But Xie Que did not back down. He bit his lower lip tightly, and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes.

After a moment's hesitation, he hardened his heart and stretched out an arm.

Almost at the moment the arm was extended, a vast amount of cosmic light swept in like a surging tide.

The arm was instantly enveloped by this force, and the skin was carbonized at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into charcoal, and a pungent burnt smell spread.

But he reacted extremely quickly. With a thought, a river of blood spread out, covering the broken arm, and then quickly retracted.

Then, Xie Que endured the pain of broken arm and immersed his consciousness into the ball of cosmic light trapped by the river of blood.

Suddenly, a towering sacred mountain came into Xie Que's sight.

On the mountain, one hundred thousand monks were seen surrounding the three thousand pious monks like crazy.

Their methods were extremely cruel, skinning the monks alive.

Afterwards, they cruelly refined the fat from the monks' bodies and made them into longevity lamps.

And the peeled skins were shaped into statues by them.

The three thousand human skin statues have different shapes, but all of them exude a creepy aura.

These statues surround three thousand eternal lamps, forming a strange pattern.

In the center, a golden figure sits.

"The Buddha of the past..."

Xie Que recognized the identity of the golden body in an instant.

In the past, the Buddha’s face was solemn and dignified, but his aura began to become ethereal, as if it would dissipate between heaven and earth at any time.

Even the Arhats and Bodhisattvas who were kneeling before the Buddha's seat in the past were all nodding their heads and reciting obscure scriptures.

This scene made Xie Que think of Qin Shihuang's Terracotta Warriors.

However, what the Buddha needed in the past was not a pottery figurine to show off his achievements.

But after he has lost all his faith, he can always believe in the Buddha statue! (End of this chapter)