I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Chapter 1714: The Riot of Time (Second Update)

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"Wait, did I hear you right? What did you say?" An Lin felt that he was hallucinating.

"I'm going to prepare for the matters of transcending the tribulation and returning to the late stage of the void." Ye Ling tilted her head and blinked, "What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

An Lin took a deep breath: "How can there be no problem? This is too problematic. You just transcended the tribulation and became the middle stage of returning to the void, and you are preparing for the matters of transcending the tribulation and returning to the late stage of the void. You can't play cheats like this!"

Xu Xiaolan also said nervously: "Ling'er, I know you haven't been promoted for a long time. It's very hard to suppress your realm. It will hurt yourself. But now you are in the middle stage of returning to the void. At least you have had fun once. Be steady again. Don't forget the words of the old Taoist with a big nose."

Listening to Xu Xiaolan's persuasion, An Lin opened his mouth again.

Is his apprentice so awesome? It's painful to hold back your realm and not rise?

Ye Ling pondered for a moment, finally nodded, and said helplessly: "Okay."

The elder sister finally chose to hold back and lay a good foundation.

On the same day, the Four Nine Immortal Sect held another banquet to celebrate Ye Ling's successful breakthrough.

Master An Lin personally cooked a delicious dish of Golden Dragon Flying Fish for his disciple. With the help of the frying pan, Ye Ling ate it with tears in her eyes and praised it endlessly.

The title of Heavenly God of Cooking is not in vain.

In the evening, An Lin received another good news.

Fanny sent a sound transmission note to say that her father had agreed to refine the divine pill and had already started to refine it. Obviously, he attached great importance to this business.

An Lin also sent a sound transmission note to the master monk, wanting to ask about her recent situation and express some gratitude, but no one answered it every time, maybe they were still angry.

The news that Ye Ling broke through to the middle stage of returning to the void spread like wildfire.

On the Taichu Continent, many creatures who once boasted were slapped in the face.

The Emperor of Heaven sent a note to express his congratulations.

The Emperor of Ziwei sent a note to express his congratulations.

Zhu Xuze sent a note to congratulate.

Fighting Buddha sent a note to congratulate.

Even Lan Xiaoni, who was far away from the West Sea, sent a note to congratulate, and chatted with An Lin on the phone for half an hour with great interest.

The battle line of the Celestial Race was completely shrunk, and the leader of the West Sea Alliance could finally relax for a while.

Dongfang Zhuangshi also sent a note, but he was not here to congratulate.

"An Lin... I really have no other choice. I was wrong. I was really wrong. Now the time is in chaos. You are a man who can create miracles. Please... Please come and see..." Dongfang Zhuangshi's desperate and helpless voice came from the note.

An Lin was startled. He had never seen Dongfang Zhuang speak in this tone, nor had he seen him beg people like this. The situation must have deteriorated extremely.

"Xiao Lan, I have to leave for a while. Dongfang Zhuangshi needs me." An Lin stood up and said.

"Go ahead, remember, do what you can." Xu Xiaolan looked at An Lin, but she didn't stop him. However, she couldn't hide the worry in her eyes.

An Lin kissed Xu Xiaolan, tore the space, and flew directly to Xiuxian United University.

At the beginning, Dongfang Zhuangshi placed the Cangxue Land between the sea of ​​clouds not far from the floating continent of Xianlian, and then never moved away.

An Lin found the place quickly.

He used the divine inspection technique to break the ban and passed through a space gate on the continent.

There was a violent spinning.

In front of An Lin, a strange world appeared again, a world sealed by time.

The bright sunshine, the swaying spring willows, the flying birds on the trees, the bustling pedestrians on the streets, everything was so beautiful, peaceful and quiet.

Unfortunately, all this was fixed by time.

Whether it was life or other materials, everything was frozen.

Like a painting in a frame, An Lin could only stop and watch, but could not make any interference.

The time here has been broken.

An Lin followed his memory and walked through the crowd, trying to find the clinic.

Suddenly, the sky turned red.

The pedestrians on the street disappeared, and the beautiful scene changed instantly, replaced by countless broken corpses and blood flowing all over the ground! The whole city became dilapidated and desolate, and the hideous and painful corpses on the ground silently told the sins, just like the Shura hell.

An Lin's face changed. Isn't this the scene when the Black Hand Clan massacred the city?

Is the fixed time still invalid?

He walked forward quickly, and the scene in front of him began to change again.

The corpses on the ground rotted quickly, countless beetles emerged, and bursts of black air filled the street.

The next second, the rotten corpses on the ground disappeared, replaced by white bones.

An Lin felt dizzy for some reason. This place was a little strange. Could it be that the energy of the time artifact was exhausted?

He finally saw the clinic not far away and was about to go in.

The world changed again.

The deserted city has become intact again. The weather is fine and the people are walking and talking on the road. The shop assistants on the roadside are either shouting or greeting customers with a smile. A little girl in a beige dress is licking a candied haws and quietly looking inside the clinic.

An Lin's heart skipped a beat. It's this clinic!

He was about to walk in, but his steps suddenly stopped and a strange feeling came over him.

An Lin turned his gaze to the little girl outside the door. The more he looked at her, the more familiar she looked.

Suddenly, an idea exploded from his mind. Damn! This little girl looks a lot like Dongfang Mengjie! Could it be her childhood appearance? !

If the one outside the door is Dongfang Mengjie, then who is inside the door...

An Lin felt that things were not simple. He took a deep breath and walked into the clinic.

What he saw was a familiar scene.

A woman in a beige dress, with a gentle smile and very beautiful looks, was picking medicine, which looked pleasing to the eye. But all her movements were fixed, like a beautiful painting.

A middle-aged man was trying his best to push a white stone in his hand. Countless dark silk threads appeared in the void of Dongfang Mengjie and slowly spread towards her, which seemed particularly abrupt in this static world.

"Fellow Daoist An Lin, you are finally here!" Dongfang Zhuangshi said hoarsely.

"What happened?" An Lin found that Dongfang Zhuangshi was in a very bad state.

To be more precise, Dongfang Zhuangshi's current strength is in an overdrawn state, as if his body has been hollowed out, but even so, he still frantically uses his strength to drive the white stone.

"I used the Time Source Stone to inject a huge amount of time power into this city, wanting to make a concerted effort to push time to flow again, but I didn't expect to attract the backlash of this world..."

"Now the time of this city has fallen into disordered riots. If Mengjie hadn't been protected by the Chaos Life Core, she would have been replaced by the little girl outside the door..."

"Now the world has rejected Dongfang Mengjie, I can't hold on any longer..."

Dongfang Zhuangshi's face was pale, and he kept urging the white stone in his hand.

His internal strength was hollowed out, so he burned his own blood essence as energy to hold on!

An Lin saw the black silk thread spreading around Dongfang Mengjie, and his face became solemn.

He nodded: "Then what should I do?"

"How do I know, help, Anlin." Dongfang Zhuangshi wailed helplessly.

An Lin: "..."

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