I have become an emperor, you said that covering the sky is an infinite box

Chapter 151 At the end of the long river of fate, Fang Han will finally be seen (seeking subscription, monthly ticket, collection)

Within the chaos, in the boundless heavens, in the infinite time and space, in the endless world, there is always such a long river, where existence meets illusion and reality.

This river does not exist in the past, does not exist in the future, does not exist in the present, does not exist in the soul of the soul, does not exist in the eyes of the soul.

The upper and lower directions do not exist, and the past and present do not come and go.

Ethereal, without a trace, is not only the place of illusion, but also the real thing.

The vast river, I don't know the source, I don't know where to go.

The river is gentle, and there are no fish, shrimp, algae, or traces of life in it, and the bottom of the river cannot be seen.

Wang Chen stood on a flat boat and drifted with the current, but he was as stable as before, as if he was integrated with the long river.

His eyes were deep, staring at the river ahead.

The surface of the river is like an ancient well without waves, but there are pictures of the past and the present.

Every picture is the evolution scene of trillions of billions of creatures.

"The river of fate is unfathomable"

Wang Chen shook his head, every drop of water in the river of fate is boundless time and space.

The billions and billions of dust particles in the water are living beings!

Everything in the world of immortality is under the control of the river of destiny!

It connects the past, present, and future, grasping time and space.

The river of destiny shines on the heavens and the world, without beginning and end, without birth and death.

It's life and death again, life and death, life and death, mysterious and mysterious, mysterious and unpredictable!
The magical Three Thousand Ways, various ancient cultivation systems, reincarnation of countless epochs, many civilizations with very different styles, extremely powerful heavenly kings, immortal kings, and even creatures of the highest broken series... All living beings are here Manifestation in the long river of fate.

Following the long river of fate, Wang Chen saw many familiar figures from past and present lives, such as Linglong Xianzun, Feng Baiyu, Fang Qingxue, Feng Yaoguang and so on.

I also saw the Xuanhuang Great World from its birth, to becoming the largest world in the three thousand worlds comparable to the fairy world, and then after being cut off the tree of the world by the ancestor saint king, it continued to decline in the catastrophe of the gods once in ten thousand years , and finally became the bottom existence of the Three Thousand Worlds.

He saw Daoist Hongmeng betting with the world's self-possessed Wang Buddha, one win, one loss and one tie, and then sat quietly in front of the gate of eternal life for 9 years, comprehended the Hongmeng way of heaven, and then severely injured the ancestor saint king with a blow of Tianyuan ...

He also saw the Three Licking Dog Immortal King, the Creation Immortal King, the Primordial Demon Lord, the Mythical Old Man, the Primordial Saint King and other supreme immortal kings who have shocked the heavens and the world, rising from the humble, standing upright from the weak, and practicing on their own. Lu Lai, experienced endless tribulations, obtained countless adventures, and finally climbed to the top and achieved the position of Immortal King.

He also saw that some immortal kings were unwilling to fall, and in order to pursue eternal life and escape the shackles of fate, they planned several epochs, just to completely control the door of eternal life.

"It's a pity, after all, you are just one of the mortal beings struggling to survive."

Wang Chen shook his head. In this long river, there is no lack of good fortune. Yuan Shi, a mythical and powerful existence has been struggling, wanting to break free from the entanglement of the long river of fate, beyond the long river of fate, get rid of time, jump out of fate, and enjoy endless freedom !
But after all, they are just a microcosm in the long river of fate. No matter how they fumble, they will not be able to break free from the shackles of fate.

Can only be powerlessly engulfed by the long river of fate and flow, and follow the established destiny.

Not to mention being like Wang Chen, who overlooks the river of fate and inspects all living beings.

Thinking of this, Wang Chen couldn't help showing a smile in his heart.

Like the Immortal King Good Fortune, the Demon Lord Yuanshi and other immortal kings, they have all kinds of calculations and schemes, but they are in the long river of fate without knowing it.

He also thought that the odds were in his hands and that everything was under control.

Standing on the river of fate and watching all this now, it is like a clown putting on a show, leaving nothing but a laughingstock.

The boat swayed along the long river of fate. Along the way, Wang Chen saw the Era of Immortals, Era of Martial Arts, Era of Beast Dao, Era of Witchcraft, Era of Shinto, and even Era of Science and Technology, etc., which were occasionally mentioned in the original work, or even not mentioned. civilization.

On the surface of the river without waves in the ancient well, occasionally there are ripples around the boat, and the waves have passed in a flash, and the endless years have passed.

Wang Chen also saw countless past scenes emerge, accompanied by ripples, coming to life.

In the heavens and worlds, the world of mortals is rolling, countless arrogances stand out, proving the heavenly king, the immortal king and even the supreme shattered, and countless geniuses have fallen sadly... Joy, anger, sorrow and sorrow are written in it, and a song of the world of mortals is played.

He saw that in the past era, there were countless talented and talented people. Some people had already reached the state of supreme brokenness in just one era; After a hundred epochs of shattering, the last sliver of primordial spirit has vanished into thin air; some people have never stepped on the path of cultivation, but they can walk in the world of mortals, comprehend the way of cause and effect, and become the supreme king of heaven in one day...

At this moment, Wang Chen suddenly felt a sense of God's perspective.

It seems that he can fiddle with the fate of the characters in the river by reaching out his hand at will, reversing the fate of the cause and effect.

This feeling is very strange, as if the supreme power controls the life and death of mortals, all in one thought.

But Wang Chen knew that it was not him who had this ability, but the creation artifact that created a vast universe, ruled three thousand roads, and lived and died for two thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine epochs!

The gate of eternal life.

If I couldn't hold back my curiosity, reached out to touch the river of fate, and tampered with the fate of countless beings, I was afraid that I would sink into it forever and be unable to extricate myself.

A flat boat wanders aimlessly on the long river of fate, drifting with the current, without knowing the end point or when it will dock.

Standing on the bow of the boat, Wang Chen overlooks the long river of fate, sits and watches all living beings, observes the various forms of all beings, and stares motionlessly at the long river of fate from the beginning to the end, watching the fate of countless lives, the changing era, the ups and downs of the heavens, the rise and fall of civilization, and the various forms of the world of mortals ...

As a bystander, he watched all this quietly, interpreted all phenomena in the world, understood all the principles of the world, witnessed the rise and fall of infinite civilizations, absorbed countless essences of knowledge, learned from all kinds of insights, and harvested billions of dollars. All kinds of Dao and Dharma principles are turned into one's own foundation and accumulation of advancement, and integrated into the avenue one walks...

Immersed in the vast and boundless essence of civilized knowledge, Wang Chen closed his eyes and concentrated, gradually forgetting the flow of time, his face was peaceful and at ease, and his whole body fell into a mysterious and mysterious state, as if he was enlightening, but also in a trance. What does it prove.

Above his head is an acre of chaotic Qingyun, three buds are swaying on the Qingyun, and a layer of chaotic fairy light hangs down
Wandering on the long river of fate, it seems like a long time in an era, and it seems like it's just a snap of the fingers. In his ignorance, Wang Chen has no concept of time.

When he slowly opened his eyes, the three golden flower buds in the chaotic cloud quietly bloomed, revealing pieces of magnificent, pure, flawless and spotless petals.

Eight Rank Three Flowers!

Like the most perfect creation in the world, it is swaying and graceful, and endless dao rhyme divine light hangs down.

On the three fairy flowers, countless avenue runes are born and extinguished, interpreting mysterious textures, exuding the aura of the avenue, the infinite rhyme of the avenue, permeated with countless principles of the world, and in every ray of divine light that falls, there are countless The rise and fall of civilization has recorded epic chapters, witnessed all kinds of human feelings in the world, condensed the suffering of all beings, gathered love, hatred, anger and ignorance, and staged joys and sorrows.

"It's really not easy to take this step."

Wang Chen twisted his neck, yawned, and stretched himself.

He can clearly feel that his way has been perfected once, and many shortcomings and loopholes in the past have been perfected.

Between the eyebrows, a round and flawless dao fruit exuding a misty divine light has also become more and more complete, exuding an aura of harmony and unity, keeping pace with the great world.

Chapters of the world seemed to emerge in the clear eyes, which contained the birth and death of billions of universes, the ups and downs of splendid civilizations, and the emergence of various forms of life. Humans, monsters, demons and gods seemed to be uttering terrifying cries, as if they could tear apart endless worlds .

Bapin Sanhua
He accepted the "judgment of fate" at the gate of eternal life, exiled in the long river of fate, drifting with the current, without beginning or end, without knowing the source or destination.

However, through the long river of fate, he experienced the civilization of the three thousand eras, learned countless essences of civilization knowledge from it, and consolidated his own foundation.

In countless years of cultivation, he has successfully condensed eight grades and three flowers.

What is this concept?
In various parts of Nanzhan Buzhou, there are many Taoist temples under the jurisdiction of Kyushu Taoist Court, and this kind of Taoism is enough to be the Supreme Elder.

"The stacked boxes have almost seven layers...more than seven layers, nearly eight layers."

Feeling the sublimation and transformation of his own Dao origin, Wang Chen thought about it secretly, and felt that his strength was placed in the heavens, and that was also the beginning of the tenth era Tianjun.

What is the concept of Tianjun in ten epochs?
Kill countless low-era heavenly monarchs with a wave of your hand!
If such characters come to the heavens, they can sweep a large area, such as the origin dynasty, the holy land of truth, and the heavenly court, they are simply chickens and dogs, which can be destroyed at will.

Among the upper realms above all the heavens and ten thousand realms, they all belonged to the best and possessed huge amounts of wealth.

Although he didn't know where he would be heading on the river of fate, Wang Chen was not in a hurry to leave. Instead, he continued to overlook the river of fate, watching the ups and downs of the era, and saw the end of countless eras.

Every time the era is broken, countless planes and universes are going to be destroyed, and countless monks are facing the catastrophe of the five declines of heaven and man, and the shattering of heaven and earth.

For a moment, endless decay spread out, filling the vast world!
That kind of shattering scene, in an instant, has evolved countless times!Every time the scene of destruction will be different, it is a different era!

In the end, the shattering of countless epochs, the unwillingness, resentment, resentment and other negative emotions of hundreds of millions of sentient beings before they died, and the evolution of endless resentment, shrouded a city that stretched across endless chaos and was immortal. The ancient gateway to the Endless Way!
In the endless years, endless resentment eroded that portal bit by bit, and finally turned into a cancerous tumor in the portal!
"It turns out that this is how the cancer came from."

Wang Chen stroked his chin, his face suddenly enlightened.

The so-called cancer is actually somewhat similar to the evil way of heaven in the world of the tomb of the gods, a collection of negative emotions and consciousness of all beings.

It's just that the original way of heaven in the tomb world has been corroded, but the gate of eternal life has been fighting against the cancer. Every time it spits out, behind the birth and death of the era, it is to expel the cancer.

This kind of struggle lasted for 99 epochs, until the third thousand epoch came, and the spirit of the Gate of Eternal Life was taken out by the Mother of Lightning to reincarnate.

Although the Tumor body remained in the Gate of Eternal Life, the will of the Tumor was captured by many fairy kings.

In order to control the cancer and possess a card against the Gate of Eternal Life, Immortal King Good Fortune and others combined the will of the cancer with the soul of his number one henchman Hua Tianjun to create Hua Tiandu.

Only then did the third thousandth era begin. Fang Han and Hua Tiandu fell in love with each other, and they were constantly entangled, from the secular world to the fairy world, then to the upper world, and then to the gate of eternal life.

Wandering on the long river of fate all the way, Wang Chen watched all living beings ups and downs in the river, and came to the era when the first era was born.

Witnessing the first era created by the Gate of Eternal Life, Wang Chen learned all kinds of principles from the rise and fall of countless civilizations. Until the end of the long river of fate, he slowly raised his head and saw an ancient world that has always existed at the end of fate. portal.

door of eternal life
But it's just a phantom.

After the boat under his feet wandered in front of the Gate of Eternal Life, the scene in front of him suddenly changed. Wang Chen found that he was no longer standing on the river of fate, but came to a palace.

This hall reveals a mysterious aura of the Dao everywhere, as if it was not forged by fairy materials and gods, but evolved from the combination of countless Dao laws.

In the center of the main hall, there is a planner and two futons. At this moment, a figure is sitting on the futons.

There was a layer of misty light all over this figure, Wang Chen wanted to see the face of this existence clearly through this layer of light, but what he got became more and more blurred.

"sit down"

From this indistinct figure came an indistinguishable male and female voice, an ethereal and ethereal voice, as if it came from the distant ancient times, with endless vicissitudes and ancient times.

"Meet the Daoist"

Wang Chen bowed deeply, and sat down before the table.

"There is no branch of you in the long river of fate in this world, and there is no brand of you, and you are beyond my control. Presumably you came from another world outside the gate of eternal life."

Neither sad nor happy, a voice without any emotion sounded, Wang Chen gazed at the figure shrouded in the light of the Great Dao, nodded slightly, "Exactly, I don't know how you call it."

"I am the spirit of the gate of eternal life, that is, Fang Han you have seen."

Qi Ling, or Fang, Han Dao Ming's identity.

"Poverty Wang Chen, from the prehistoric"

"Prehistoric? Which prehistoric?"

Fang Han's voice revealed a touch of confusion.

"Fellow Daoist, do you know about the Great Desolation?"

Wang Chen remembered that the six pig feet in Shenji's works were dropped by Gu Chensha in seconds.

Could it be that the spirit of the gate of eternal life in front of him came from the time and space after the finale, and he also knew Zhou Qing and the world he was in?

(End of this chapter)