Perfect World: From the Middle Period of Chaos

Chapter 209 Communication Across the Ages
Song Hua's face was cloudy and uncertain. He walked on the crystal clear river of time, looked at himself in the wilderness, turned around and left without too much hesitation.

Because his current cultivation base is not at home, there is no reason for it.

He also thought that maybe the Three Heavenly Emperors had made a move. After all, in the original book, there is no solution beyond the Dao of Sacrifice.

Just the description of the realm he had read had already shocked him.

Therefore, his conjecture is not impossible.

Suddenly, Song Hua chuckled and said to himself: "So what, the fact that they are not dead now also shows that they don't care at all."

Maybe it's because I have stepped into the sacrificial path in the future?

So he didn't get too entangled in this matter. Now he can only take one step at a time. This time and space is already messed up.

Song Hua arranged methods towards the long river of time and space, and even became an immortal emperor. He arranged peerless formations in each time and space in advance.

On the crystal-clear sea, take out the quasi-immortal emperor formation flag that has been refined in advance, and plant it in the past era, the era of Emperor Luo, his figure in the ancient times, the ancient times in chaos, and even the future.

Originally, the mighty power of Immortal Emperor Zhun couldn't do this step, but Song Hua used his special, original eyes to peep into some kind of crack in time and space, and threw the formation flag into it.

As for which era the formation flag fell into, he couldn't control it. He was only responsible for collecting the laws of the great way of that era, or the way of the formation.

Song Hua's Eye of Origin has been upgraded, able to peek into the crack of the long river of time, and even his whole body can enter that crack, completely disappearing in this era, and the random influence of that era.

But he didn't do that.

The Immortal Emperor Zhun's formation flag was created when he realized the Immortal Zhun's strike in retreat. There are thirty formation flags in total.

Each array flag has his blood and bones on it, supplemented by various rare treasures, and outlined by the fairyland avenue.

He threw thirty array flags into each era one by one, walked on the long river of time, broke through the ancient age of Immortals, and came to the era of Emperor Luo.

The long river of time in the era of Emperor Luo was filled with a black mist, and he was surrounded by thousands of ways, exuding an indestructible brilliance.

On the other side of the darkness, a man in white was sitting cross-legged on the dark sea. He was extremely handsome, handsome, and gentle.

Playing the piano in his hand, his white clothes fluttering, and his black and beautiful hair fluttering with the storm of time.

He seemed to have noticed Song Hua's arrival, opened his eyes, and the two of them looked at each other across the eternity of time and space.

The man in white was startled, then smiled, and said to himself: "Did such characters appear in later generations? It seems that the darkness is over."

Otherwise, in the environment where the world is broken, how could there be a strong man of the same level as him, or he was not recruited by those few people.

Song Hua didn't speak, but nodded quietly to that person, then stepped out, came to the opposite of that person, and began to show his Taoism.

There were no words, but the quasi-immortal emperor already understood what Song Hua was going to do.

The man in white was playing the piano on the long river of time. His slender jade hands stroked the body of the piano, and then there were bursts of melodious fairy sounds, and golden runes burst out with his movements.

The two are discussing the Tao through time and space!

Song Hua and the man in white will not be punished by God if they make a move like Ye Fan and the others.

Apart from being unable to communicate about some future events, the two can still chat about interesting stories or some characters belonging to their era.

After the discussion was over, the man in white looked at Song Hua with bright eyes, smiled gently, and waved his hand, a dark red formation flag appeared, and said, "Fellow Daoist, is this yours?"

Song Hua was taken aback. If he remembered correctly, he had just been put into the time rift, but no man in white had picked it up.

"It looks like it is, but it's a pity that I didn't just get it, but a fetish I found when I became a giant of the fairy king. It doesn't have any power, can't participate in wars, and even seems to have wisdom. .”

"It hides in the void and collects all the formation runes of our era. With it as the center, the avenue seems to be absorbed by him and imprinted on the flag surface, forming the avenue pattern."

The man in white looked at Song Hua and said that he could feel that Song Hua's breath was exactly the same as that of the formation flag just now.

He has also studied this formation flag for a long time, but he failed to find out what it is useful for. Even now that he has just become a quasi-immortal emperor, he understands that this formation method seems to be a witness of an era, collecting all the heavens and myriad ways.

"You need to use it to help you break through that realm." The man in white looked at Song Hua, and the dark red flag beside him swayed slightly with the wind, and there were dense lines on the flag.

Laws and order interweave pictures on it, all of which are big rivers, mountains and rivers, various forbidden places, and killing places.

"Yes, but unfortunately, I don't know if it will be successful. As for why the breakthrough, I can't tell. I think you know it too." Song Hua said.

Even if the two talked like this, it didn't affect time and space, and it didn't change, because it couldn't change the result of Emperor Footprint's death.

However, his array flag also has a special function, that is, to collect a trace of the origin of the strong and a fragment of the primordial spirit, the true spirit, etc.

The man in white had already noticed the lack of his primordial spirit, and the source had lost a bit, but it has recovered now.

"I see, maybe you want to use it, reply"

boom!
Before he could finish his words, he was immediately sent flying by a black thunderbolt. Even the piano in his hand had a little crack, and his hair was disheveled.

"Just understand, don't say it." Song Hua quickly stopped the man in white from speaking.

He has already guessed who this person is, that is Emperor Footprint, the first person to go to the boundary sea to fight.

"Ahem, the Immortal King wasn't struck by lightning when he was an immortal king, but in this realm, he was actually struck by lightning." The man in white climbed up from the black river of time, looking embarrassed.

"Before my era, there was also a quasi-immortal emperor. According to my calculations, it is very likely that he was the founder of the Immortal Sutra, but he went to a place."

"But even I can't figure out where that place is, because based on the power of the Indestructible Sutra, it can be deduced that its owner is the quasi-immortal emperor."

There are [-] levels in the Immortal Sutra, which can allow people to cultivate to the level of the Immortal King, and no matter what era the human monks are, they can practice and will not change with the Dao.

As long as someone masters the Indestructible Sutra, no one can practice it unless someone personally teaches it.

Song Hua listened quietly, and chatted with the man in white. It seemed that the other party had been lonely for too long, and suddenly talked too much.

"I rose from the darkness and turmoil, and moved forward in the liquidation. I lost too much along the way. My family, master, beauty, and wife have all died. Now I am only myself, and the heavenly soldiers and generals. .”

"They say that the Heavenly Court is a taboo and cannot be built, but I don't believe it!"

The man in white seemed to be speaking for Song Hua, but also for himself, his eyes could not help but reveal a look of loneliness.

He is also the existence who is honored as the emperor of heaven. Now that he has just broken through to the quasi-immortal emperor, countless dark creatures have emerged from the sea of ​​boundaries.

Because of his strength, he saved the Immortal Territory during the Great Reckoning, and was revered as the Emperor of Heaven by the world, ruling over the entire era.

Moreover, his cultivation base has also broken through the upper limit of the Immortal King, and those of the older generation are willing to respectfully call him Emperor of Heaven.

"The strong are always lonely." Song Hua Youyou said, but he didn't feel lonely, he still had company.

On the dark river of time, there seems to be an inexplicable law flowing, but it can't stop Song Hua.

He took out the divine wine brewed by Meng Tianzheng for millions of years, poured it to the man in white himself, clinked a glass with him, and drank it in one gulp.

"The decisive battle is coming, but it is also a great joy to be able to talk to fellow Taoists across the ages."

"I'm talking too much today, maybe no one can have a common topic with me, no one can reach our level."

"Go all the way." Song Hua finished drinking a glass of wine, stood up, and watched him continue to the past era under the complicated eyes of the man in white.

"Alas!" The man in white sighed softly, played a sad song on the long river of time, carried the fairy piano on his back, left the long river of time, and returned to his own era.

He held the formation flag, looked at the formation flag in his hand, and said softly: "I hope that what you left before the ages can increase my combat power."

As he said that, he stepped into reality one step at a time, and the outside world was fighting day after day.

He carried the fairy qin on his back alone, held the emperor sword in his hand, and the battle flag was also inserted on the qin xuan. In the eyes of everyone, under the blood-red sunset, he stepped on the broken fairyland, facing the blood river, and heading towards the river of blood. Go in the direction of the boundary sea.

On the dyke of Jiehai, a line of faint footprints was left.

"The Emperor of Heaven is going to quell the chaos!"

(End of this chapter)