"Finally accepted a protagonist as a disciple. ”

Ye Zhiqiu looked at Wang Lin who was bowing to him, and had many thoughts in his heart.

At this moment, cause and effect are connected.

As for luck, there is something relevant.

"You are now at the juncture of transforming into a god, at this juncture, you still walk according to your own path, if I interfere too much, it will not be conducive to your cultivation, but you can know the name of the teacher: Ye Zhiqiu. In the future, if you encounter someone who really can't beat it, you will report it as the name of the teacher. ”

Ye Zhiqiu smiled and spoke.

His gaze looked at the various sculptures in Wang Lin's house, which were very realistic.

"Years. ”

The sculpture that Ye Zhiqiu saw the most was a sculpture of an old man.

Because it is realistic, you can feel the artistic conception of the years.

This kind of artistic conception, as if with a trace of heaven and earth, looking at it has a feeling of going to the east of the river, and the deceased is like a husband.

It is the passage of life, and it is not just the passage of life.

In this mood, the passage of life accelerates.

Years, time.

Time flies, a thousand years in the blink of an eye.

If the monk could really comprehend the great consummation of the rules of time, it would be a lethal means.

The sword saint who "I am invincible in the world, and I don't fight with the sky" at night died under the law of time in Haotian, and he used his sword and his people to break the law of space in Haotian, but in the end he was defeated under the law of time.

If you understand the law of time, it is difficult to say what the situation of this battle will be.

Of course, the sword path of the Sword Master is his strongest means, and it is difficult for him to comprehend the law of time when he breaks ten thousand laws with one sword.

The only one who really broke Haotian in that world was the protagonist, and he separated Haotian to break it.

Hao, day and day.

And he was broken.

Although later the protagonist was also a little miserable.

His real name is Ning Que, and Haotian also separated his "Ning" character.

Go to Ding Missing.

This protagonist was later eunuched by Haotian after Ritian.

Who asked him to separate Hao Haotian......

"Master likes this statue? I can give it to Master. ”

Wang Lin looked at the newly worshiped master from the side.

This master is really stingy, although he worshiped the master, he didn't teach him anything, let him understand the Tao by himself, and the master himself went to see the old man he carved.

The artistic conception of the years.

He remembered the artistic conception of this old man very clearly, under the artistic conception of this old man, the aura in his body had a rapid exhaustion, it is not difficult to imagine how terrifying it would be if this artistic conception could act on people's longevity.

In the blink of an eye, the monk turned into dry bones.

"I've seen this statue, but he hasn't understood it deep enough, the years are in a hurry, time is in a flash, and time is a terrible thing. ”

Ye Zhiqiu stretched out his hand, as if he was stroking something.

"It's all around us, but you can't really see its face, how to grasp this kind of Tao rhyme for your own use, this is a difficult question, if it is really solved, maybe it will make the cultivation of the teacher one step closer. ”

Ye Zhiqiu stretched out his hand and touched it.

At this moment, he was groping for the laws of time.

Obviously, the law of time has left traces on his body, but he has never been able to grasp this rhyme.

His gaze looked further away.

Under the law of time, the fungus is blackened, the grapes are purple, and the bananas are soft.

Everything is shrouded in time, and various shapes and qualities change, but time is invisible, and although there are clocks, after all, they are just things made by human beings themselves.

Twenty-four hours a day can be true under humanity, but it can be false under heaven.

A day, it can be ten hours, or it can be an hour.

If a day is defined as one hour, then a day is naturally one hour.

Even, a day can be defined as a second, and that second is a day.

Hours, minutes, seconds, exist, or may not exist.

One year, there is also such a truth.

December of a year, December is a cycle, in fact, a year can be defined as one month, or it can be defined as four months.

Spring, summer, autumn and winter, which is four months.

Spring, Summer, Autumn, Winter.

And even the year appears because of the relationship between the sun and the earth.

If there is no great sun star, it is difficult to say the unit of year.

"Time exists in everything in the world, and to comprehend the wonder of time seems to look at the world. ”

Ye Zhiqiu thought about it and thought for a while.

Seek to the world, to seek a few bodies.

Perhaps a thorough understanding of the changes in one's body is also a way to comprehend the way of time.

Ye Zhiqiu simply sat down cross-legged.

At this moment, the wind can't enter, the rain can't enter, the aura can't enter, and even the air can't enter the body.

What can act on Ye Zhiqiu's body seems to be only time.

Seem.

It seems to be because it's not just time.

Of course, it also includes gravity, gravity, and various internal forces, and the four basic forces still exist, but these things have nothing to do with the overall situation.

Therefore, it seems that only time can act on him.

Ye Zhiqiu just sat like that.

Wang Lin watched as his master sat there.

At this moment, he suddenly had a feeling that now he, the master, was almost inviolable.

Even if he just sits like that, let himself fight and kill, and use all the methods, he can't kill him.

It's a very deep realm.

All laws are inviolable.

Ten thousand laws are not violated?

Wang Lin still thinks too much.

If it was really inviolable, how could Ye Zhiqiu do this.

When he really blocked everything from entering his body, time, years, or the law of time still came in.

Ye Zhiqiu couldn't stop the law of time from entering his body.

But he could see some of the changes taking place in his body.

A small particle is missing something.

One cell has something more.

Another one has thicker hair.

And one hair seems to be falling off.

At this moment, too many things have happened under the effect of time, and the order of magnitude is almost infinite.

Ye Zhiqiu could only see hundreds of billions of events.

He saw some traces of time in these events, and grasped some of the laws of time.

"It turns out that you can really ask for a few and comprehend the law of time. ”

After a few breaths, Ye Zhiqiu stood up.

He was a little tired, but his eyes were bright.

"The artistic conception of the years, like a rolling river, is invincible. ”

Ye Zhiqiu slowly stretched out his hand and grabbed the statue of the old man in front of him.

His heart was slightly moved, and the statue gradually decayed.

A gust of wind blew through and the statue dissipated into dust.

Wang Lin's gaze shrank.

Here he felt the incomparably terrifying mood of the years.

"Good apprentice, I will say that you are a person with great luck, as soon as the teacher accepted you as an apprentice, he comprehended the power of some time, from now on, the teacher covers you, whoever dares to beat you, I will kill him!"

Ye Zhiqiu laughed.

His gaze was on the sculpture, which was gone.

His gaze looked at the house, which disappeared.

Whoever he looks, who is in ashes.