Chapter 1008: The Abyss of Time

In such a place, in such an environment, with Fu Xi's prudence, it is impossible for other things to live in the place where he sleeps, especially if he must be able to anticipate that he will be seriously injured, let alone a maggot. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Combined with the expression of the three-foot sword and the appearance of the three-foot stone, Chen Weiming could deduce that this maggot was inseparable from the three-foot sword.

"I ...... I ......"

The three-foot sword stammered a few times, not knowing what to say.

Chen Pan nodded at him very seriously: "Although the appearance of the three-foot maggot is not much because of the psychological effect...... Excellent, but I still have to say an objective word, I am very blessed to be chubby in vain. Send it over, maybe Ah Xuan will forgive you. ā€

"Shut up!"

The three-foot sword snorted, and without saying more, it directly urged the divine power and condensed the white light.

Sure enough, the maggot looked at a few people with extreme caution, quite guarded. It's just that after glancing at the white light, his whole body stiffened, and he stared at the white light motionless like a stone demon.

A moment later, it was exactly the same situation, the body split, absorbed and dissolved, and turned into the appearance of a three-foot sword. Nodding and roaring, he flew into the body of the three-foot sword.

I don't know what kind of life experience the three-foot maggot has had, Chen Weiming can clearly see that the three-foot sword's face froze for a moment, and then returned to normal, and then smiled slightly: "Very good, a life that has never been seen before." ā€

"Of course!" Chen Pan also nodded and smiled: "But your face obviously stiffened just now, why? Did the three-foot maggot eat snake poop?"

The three-foot sword pointed at Chen Pan's forehead: "Tell me the three-foot maggot again, and I will let you taste the deprivation of the five senses." ā€

"Don't talk about that!" Chen Pan laughed, as if he liked to see the three-foot sword deflated.

When the three-foot sword was about to enter the passage, Chen Pan suddenly said to Chen Weiming: "Pay attention when you walk in the future, don't step on things, if you accidentally step on three-foot grass, three-foot snake, and three-foot stool, it will not be good!"

Chen Weiming: "......"

The three-foot sword took a deep breath, and finally didn't turn his head to say anything, and walked in directly, and by the way, he used a roll of true qi to roll Chen Weiming in.

Crossing that passage, Chen Weiming finally knew why the three-foot sword called this place the abyss of time. Every ray of light in front of him is the light of time, and every bit of energy is assimilated by the time dao pattern, as if it has become an abyss, and countless time forces are churning and roaring in it.

If the strength is not enough, if you don't pay attention to it, you will enter the turbulence of time, and the consequences will be unimaginable.

Chen Weiming urged the Eye of Delusion to Preserve Truth to look carefully, through the countless time turbulence, as if shuttling through the fog, in the deepest part of the time turbulence, there are eight huge stone tablets, painted with similar but different runes, guiding all the power of time here.

In the middle of the eight stone tablets, a figure was seen.

Half-human, half-snake, his body was straight and stiff, as if he was dead, but he could still see the life force in his body, which was extremely surging. Even if you don't know his identity, you can deduce that this must be an extremely strong person, not comparable to ordinary cultivators.

It's Fuxi...... Chen Weiming suddenly felt his blood boiling inexplicably, the ancestor of this human race, some people call him an ancestor, and some people call him a king.

In the history of the human race, his position is irreplaceable, and his influence is incomparable, even the so-called groundbreaking Pangu is slightly inferior.

Unlike the three-foot sword and Chen Pan's indifference when he saw Fu Xi, Chen Weiming was excited, what he saw was a person who could be called the father of the human race, and his heart could not control the feeling of worship.

Perhaps, this is also the biggest difference between himself and Chen Pan. Thinking like this in my heart, I sighed a lot.

The three-foot sword looked at it casually for a moment, then shook his head and said, "It seems that he hasn't recovered yet!

"Don't!" Gu Zhou suddenly rushed out again, shaking his head again and again. In his opinion, between the three-foot sword and the joke, there was a sense of ill will.

Chen Pan also shook his head with a serious face: "Let him recover by himself, I feel that he should have reached a very important period." Resurrection from the dead, see through life and death, see through good and evil, and see through many appearances in the world. He is no longer the Tianyu of the past, he is Fuxi, the Fuxi who guides all living beings in heaven and earth. ā€

"Now that there is no more Destiny Dao Pattern suppression, if he is lucky, he may become the first Extreme Dao Monk to preach with time...... I have this hunch. ā€

Chen Weiming secretly glanced at Gu Zhou on the side, and found that his face was calm, and his eyes were full of joy.

It's a good attitude, if other people see that the brother who was born with them has reached the level where they are stronger than themselves and can be called two realms, their hearts will inevitably be pantothenic. Maybe there is still joy on his face, but it is difficult to hide it in his eyes.

And Gu Zhou didn't have it at all, but I'm afraid it was because of this indisputability that he was left behind by Fuxi.

"Just leave?" The three-foot sword frowned, as if he was reluctant: "If you don't move him, you always feel at a loss." ā€

After looking at it again, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he smiled: "I always have to get something to go!"

Without waiting for Gu Zhou to open his mouth to dissuade him, he turned into a streamer as if diving, threw himself into the abyss of time, and rushed directly into Fu Xi's body.

"This guy!"

Chen Pan also frowned, at this time, Fuxi was in a very delicate period, breaking and then standing, once successful, it would be a possible qualitative leap. If the three-foot sword is not careful, I am afraid that it will be a bad person to practice.

Fortunately, the worry did not appear, and after a while, the three-foot sword turned into a streamer and soared into the sky and flew back. From the past to the return, it didn't cause any waves here.

I can't help but say that even if he is as powerful as Fuxi, he is indeed not comparable to the first person in the world...... At least not now.

"They said these should be your things, and they helped you get them back!"

The three-foot sword laughed and threw the two things to Chen Weiming. A ding, and a piano.

"This is also for you, it's useless for me to take it!"

With another flick of his hand, he threw Nuwa Stone to Chen Weiming again.

Three of the top ten innate treasures...... Chen Weiming was stunned for a while, he didn't expect to get it like this. After careful calculation, except for the Tianmen Blood Bell that no longer exists, the ten innate treasures can be regarded as complete.

Chen Pan heard other meanings, and looked at him with a puzzled expression: "How do I feel that you have to explain something." ā€

The three-foot sword nodded: "I'm going to find my soul, except for these two, the others are scattered all over the world and don't know where, it will inevitably be very dangerous, so ...... We're going to have to separate for a while!"

That serious appearance was extremely serious, but Chen Pan's words immediately made him break his skills.

"You just don't want us to see your three-foot snakes, three-foot!"