Chapter 1081 The Long River of Time

The grotesque, colorful light scattered by the stars, as if the light in the sky and the earth were crushed, formed circles of rippling spots of light.

In the heart of origin, the mountains stretched and majestic, entrenched on the ground, seemed to be stained with a mysterious and distant brilliance. And beside the mountain range, a galaxy hangs upside down from the nine heavens, hitting the pool of water heavily, making a rumbling sound of hitting the water. The mist scattered beside the Milky Way forms colorful colors under the light. In the pool, there are countless spirit fishes. Ambilight, light soaked, lingering breath, full stamina.

These spirit fish seem illusory, but they are extremely thick. Each one has reached the spiritual level. If it is placed in the outside world, even in the Great Thousand World, it will cause a sensation.

Ouyang Ming was sitting on a piece of meteorite on the hillside at this time, and Da Huang and Xiao Hong were squatting beside him, looking at the world curiously.

"Here is the original heart?" Xiao Hong's eyes flickered, his face was solemn, and he actually felt a little pressure.

"That's right! I didn't expect the aura here to be countless times stronger than the ancestral land of the Feng Clan. If you practice here, your cultivation base will definitely increase." Ouyang Ming replied.

"Hmph, you can drive the emperor to self-destruct, and you still work so hard." Xiaohong teased with a smile.

"I know this. Cultivation is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat." Da Huang stuck out his tongue and interjected.

Ouyang Ming clicked his lips, tapped Da Huang's brow lightly with his fingers, and praised: "See, this is what seeking the Tao should look like."

Rhubarb glanced at Xiaohong quietly. If King Kong or Goshawk was next to him, he would definitely throw an expression of being overwhelmed and bragging about his loneliness. I'm terrified.

Sure enough, even so, Xiao Hong still gave Da Huang a vicious look, which directly made him tremble all over.

However, he did not open his mouth to refute. At this time, under Ouyang Ming's earnest teaching, he had already set his own goal and took that step. Kill the people who deserve to be killed in the world, and grab the things that can be robbed in the world, especially the treasures of the dragon clan, and they must be "taken care of".

Ouyang Ming glanced at them, stood up, patted the dirt on his buttocks, and said in a deep voice, "Let's go!"

From the moment he got up, his aura changed. There was a majestic Zhongzheng who was sitting upright and thick as a mountain, and he was also domineering who was unyielding and carrying the sky.

Da Huang and Xiao Hong's eyes glowed at the same time, and they thought to themselves, Xiao Mingzi now, every gesture is tainted with the power of law, giving people a feeling that it should be like this, is law really so strong?

At this moment, their hearts were full of deep envy.

They did not choose to fly. After all, this is the heart of origin, and no one can tell how many vicissitudes and ancient existences there are.

Although walking in the sky is chic, but becoming a living target for others is not worth the candle.

Three days later, a long river crossed Tianque, and the water flowed swiftly. But the strange thing is that this river water is like white mist, formless and shapeless, just by taking a look at it, you will be completely immersed in it. A long and vicissitudes of life lingered in everyone's hearts, as if this long river existed when all things first opened, chaos evolved, yin and yang were divided, and the universe was reversed. The long river is endless, with the past at one end and the future at the other end.

"This... what is this?" Da Huang was dumbfounded.

Ou Yangming didn't answer. Although he had guesses in his heart, he was not sure. After all, this idea was too bold.

On the contrary, Xiaohong's soft and moist eyes showed a thoughtful look, her wings flapped, and after a long while, she tentatively said: "It should be a branch of the long river of time."

Da Huang immediately shifted his gaze to Xiao Hong, and raised his voice a bit: "A branch of the long river of time?"

"En." Hearing Da Huang's voice, Xiao Hong became a little more certain.

Then he said: "My grandfather has forced me to recite Dao Zang since I was a child, and there is a book about the original heart. The book says that the original heart has endless original power and contains three thousand ways, such as gold, wood, water, fire, and earth. The wind, thunder, snow, fog derived from the five elements... and time and space are the pillars, so it is also expected to see the long river of time here."

Ouyang Ming nodded lightly and said, "Indeed."

One man and two beasts walked slowly to the edge of the Long Time River, their figures reflected in the river.

Ouyang Ming sighed softly: "There are countless tributaries in the long river of time, and one thread affects the whole body. I don't know where my future will be and what kind of things I will experience?"

With a thought, Ouyang Ming looked at his figure in the long river, and a picture hidden in the depths of memory appeared in front of his eyes.

In the small town, the streets have been in disrepair for a long time, dilapidated, and heavy snow like goose feathers is falling one after another. Layer by layer, the dark sky is divided into fragments. The earth is covered in silver, and all the dirt and embarrassment are buried by the white snowflakes.

The cold wind whimpered like weeping like complaining, and the streets were empty and lonely.

The doors of each house are tightly closed, and it is not uncommon for people to freeze to death in winter.

Under a slightly old eaves, a child in ragged clothes had a runny nose and his lips were purple with cold. He curled up forcefully in the corner of the wall, trying his best to embrace the warmth that came out of the wall.

There was a cold mist hanging on his eyelashes, and he kept trembling, but his eyes were very clear, with aura, and he exhaled forcefully from time to time.

Suddenly, with a creak, the door opened, and it was a middle-aged woman who opened the door.

How should I put it, just by taking a look at her, one can feel the sturdy aura on her body. Her clothes are not thick enough, but they can resist the cold.

She glanced at the child on the ground in disgust, breathed out a mouthful of cold mist, and said coldly: "Where did the wild child come from, lying outside my house. What a bad luck! You look so poor, you will never be able to wear clothes for the rest of your life! With that said, he pulled out a broom from behind the door, intending to drive people away.

"Hurry up and get out!" She held the broom and yelled angrily.

The child on the ground moved, but his body was already frozen, his hands and feet were numb, and he was hungry and cold, so he could only squeeze out a sentence: "When my body warms up... Let's go." The voice was crisp and pleasant.

"Wait?" The woman sneered, "What if my family suffers from your misfortune?" She didn't have any compassion, and tightly grasped the broom with five fingers.

The boy was holding on to the ground with all his strength, his limbs were weak, and he couldn't get up no matter what.

The woman got a little impatient, and with a broom, she hit the child's head indiscriminately.

Just when the broom was about to hit the child on the head, an old man over sixty grabbed the broom and said softly, "Forget it, I'll take him away."

The woman wanted to refute, but when she saw the old man's clothes, she hid the hostility in her eyes, became extremely respectful, and said weakly, "Please, my lord." At this time, her attitude changed drastically from before.

To put it more simply, this is a world where the strong are always strong.

If you are not strong, others will bully you, humiliate you, scold you, and destroy you.

If you are not strong, you are not qualified to practice, or even to survive.

The old man knelt down, looked into the child's eyes, and asked, "What's your name?"

"My name is Ouyang Ming." He stared into the old man's eyes for a while and replied.

"Good name." The old man smiled kindly and nodded.

...

Ouyang Ming raised his hand and gently rubbed his eye sockets, muttering to himself, "Old Craftsman..." His eyes were full of emotion.

He looked at a wave in the long river, it was very small, and was sunk by other waves in an instant, but he felt very warm watching him, because it was his past memory and time.

Da Huang patted him on the shoulder lightly, and said with concern, "Xiao Mingzi, what's wrong with you?"

"No, I thought of something from my childhood." When he said this, a gentle look flashed in his eyes.

Little Red's eyes slowly opened, and the light in her eyes gathered in vain. If she had realized something, it was obvious that she had also gained something.

His eyes patrolled around, revealing a touch of cunning, and casually threw a stone into the river, and immediately, circles of snow-white ripples rippled away.

All this happened so fast that Ou Yangming couldn't stop it even if he wanted to.

Immediately afterwards, the snow-white ripples became more and more violent, and the entire branch of the long river was in turmoil.

Ouyang Ming's face changed, and he said lightly: "Back, back quickly!" No one knows what will come out of the branch in the long river of time. After all, time remains unchanged from ancient times, connecting the past and the future, even if it is a powerful person in the imperial realm or even a higher level, it is like a drop in the ocean for endless time, just a tiny fragment. If the long river of time is compared to a sea, then the strong man in the imperial realm is only equivalent to a splash of water stirred up by the waves, which is so weak that it is indescribable.

Rhubarb and Xiaohong retreated at the same time. Both beasts have small worlds, and they can rely on the power of the small world. Their current strength is infinitely close to that of the emperor, and their speed is not much slower than Ouyang Ming's, so they retreated quickly.

At this time, a hoarse voice came from the long river: "I have been sleeping for thousands of years, who, who woke me up?"

The sound was not loud, but the moment it came out, everything in this space paused unreasonably, as if time had been stopped.

Ouyang Ming's hairs stood on end, and there was only one voice left in his mind, which was to go, go quickly.

Suddenly, the snow-white ripples exploded, and a hundred-foot-tall giant appeared out of thin air. Ouyang Ming subconsciously looked up. I saw that the face of this giant was very ordinary, and there was nothing outstanding about it. It's just that there are three star marks between his eyebrows, forming a polygon, which coincides with the truth of heaven and earth. It seems simple and ordinary, but it contains the true meaning of simplicity.

And his skin was extremely rough, like cracks on the back of an old turtle, criss-crossing one by one.

Suddenly, the wind blew up and the giant's eyes lit up.

This time, the stars in the sky were suppressed by the light in his eyes. With a big wave of his hand, accompanied by the rolling thunder, a huge boulder in the long river of time was directly fished out by him. A black light rushed towards Ouyang Ming. ...

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