Chapter 710 Long Volume of History

"What should I do once the chess piece jumps out of the chessboard?"

"The chess pieces are dead. How can they jump out of the chessboard?"

"Maybe it's a dead thing, but he is given life and opinion by the chess player, and he becomes a living thing."

"What do you think we should do?"

The questioner's tone is a little feminine. After thousands of years, he is still the same, dressed as a fisherman. He can't see his face clearly in the haze, but those who are not familiar with him inevitably doubt the meaning of his dress.

"He has revitalized history, but let history enter the most chaotic period. What on earth does he want to do?"

Opposite the fisherman, the man with silver hair whispered to the sky.

He turned his back to the fisherman and couldn't see his front, so he couldn't judge what he was thinking. But the fisherman who has known him for thousands of years knows that although he is asking questions, he must have an extremely calm look in his eyes. The corners of his mouth may be slightly rising, and as usual, Zhizhu is holding.

Tens of millions of years have passed, but nothing can escape the eyes of this once the first person in heaven and earth, and no one can deviate from his will. Even in Yuxin, the other giants who also enjoy the incense of all people, such as Taishang, such as Huangtian, although Yang Fengyin is contrary, at least on the surface they are still respectful.

The place where the fisherman and the silver-haired man are located is a palace that only exists in the painting. The palace is infinitely tall and vast, but the heaven and earth are taller than the palace, so big that even the two of them can't reach it.

This is the heart, the heart of the universe, the infinite vast space, the endless time, everything starts from here and ends here.

This may be the end of the human path, but if it is the end, for all monks, this is not only good news, but an extremely sad thing.

"Xiao Junjun, what are you thinking about?"

Looking at the back of the silver-haired man, the fisherman suddenly asked. He used the name of tens of millions of years ago. Every time he called like this, his heart always ignited uncontrollably and hot, as if he had returned to the years when he accompanied the silver-haired man to dominate the four continents, expeditioned the mountains and seas, and raised the spirit of the world to wave his sword to kill the saints. Now he has the power to kill the saints in a flash, wandering around the universe, but he can't really go back to that year. Sometimes, he is even willing to dissipate his skills, enter reincarnation, go down to the four continents of heaven and earth, and fight the world again from an unknown person, which is better than having great power but not being free now.

However, even if he dissipates his strength and returns to reincarnation, the power of his soul can make the order outside Yuxin collapse.

Cultivation to their level, a gentle movement will destroy the world, so they can only stay in the heart with infinite time and space, like the old man on the stone, struggling to walk. Although they can control the fate of heaven and manipulate the fate of creatures outside the heart, they can also regard history as a book, from the beginning to the end, from the end to the end. But over time, it is inevitable that you will get tired.

"I'm thinking, what do you want to give me the wine you lost." The silver-haired man turned around and smiled.

Capture the familiar smile at the corner of the man's mouth, but there are many smiles that he has not seen for many years. The fisherman's eyelids jumped and opened his mouth and said, "How do you think of relief?"

"Little Mani said, don't cloud."

"You must know that you have an idea. Hahaha, after holding the damn Yuxin for thousands of years, I can finally reincarnation and enter the world. Xiao Junjun, what's the way to say it quickly?

"Taishang, Huangtian and others have this idea to return to the lower world, be a saint, and be an emperor. Do you think I will be the same as them?"

The fisherman frowned and said puzzledly, "Isn't it? If you don't go back to the lower world, where are you going?

"An Bochen has taken charge of Zhou Tian, and the red brush is in order. The two of them have become the uncrowned kings of the history of heaven and earth. Even if we go back to the lower world, it's not as big as them. Can you be willing with your nature? The silver-haired man asked.

"This..." After not thinking for a long time, the fisherman scratched his ears and cheeks, and he was very anxious: "Then let's continue to stay in Yuxin and not go to the lower world?"

"The lower world still needs to go." The silver-haired man showed a satisfactory smile.

"You fooled me!" The fisherman was furious.

"Although it goes to the lower world, it is just a springboard. Rasha, don't worry. Call everyone and say that the long journey has begun.

The silver-haired man smiled and said, he spread out his hand, and a book appeared in the palm of his hand.

There are only two words on the book - history.

Open it again, but there are many chapters - Taigu, ancient, ancient, the last law... In the eyes of Yuxin, the world where An Bochen is located is just a history book that has been written. For An Bochen, he and his companions are alive, flesh and blood, and for the leaders of Yuxin, everything outside Yuxin is just dead.

"An Bochen and Hong Fu, they brought surprises to Yuxin. I will also surprise them with the courtesy.

Zhou Jijun, the first person in ancient times, today's Yuxin leader, said with a smile.

A windless Yuxin suddenly rolled up a gust of wind, blowing up the book in Zhou Jijun's hand, "Wanla", and the pages of chapters and chapters turned around, which were dazzling, but they were tightly squeezed together when the wind stopped and turned into a long page.

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Xiao Anzi, what are you doing? Why do I have a feeling that the world is about to collapse?

The spiritual voice of Simajin sounded in his ear.

An Bochen also doesn't know how long Simajin will sleep. All he knows is that on the day Simajin wakes up, the two will really enter the realm of water and milk * blending, yin and yang, and with the order and heavenly rules received by Simajin, the history of heaven and earth will be in charge of them.

"I'm cutting off the page of the book." Amber Dust Road

Cut off the page of the book? What does that mean...

Sima Jin, who is in the state of the baby's rebirth, is obviously too lazy to use his brain and asks.

"What I cut off is the history page. History is like a book page, and we are the characters that have already been written on the page. Now, I have cut off the pages of history books and pulled in the so-called history writers. I'm in charge of Zhou Tian, and you are in good order. They once manipulated our fate, and now it's our turn to control them.

An Bochen took back his long gun and said with a smile.

What do you mean... Why don't people understand?

"You don't have to understand. You just need to sleep for thousands of years. After a thousand years, breaking through Xuanxian is the time when we influence the fate of those people."

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(It's a bit like science fiction... However, after a long detour, it finally goes back to the original setting)