Chapter 340: The scriptures are firewood, and civilization is flame

Such time interlaced and alternative reunion, running through time and space in the fire, wandering in the passing mythical world, communicating silently, and experiencing silently, is of great benefit to Wang Xuan's practice.

Once, twice...

Ten times, twenty times...

He looked at the joys and sorrows and separations, the lives of others in the past world, he was worried about them, sighed for them, and silently saw them off.

Those are all creatures with unparalleled charm and earth-shaking, but unfortunately they fell in the past.

In front of the universe, when the extraordinary is exhausted, no matter how strong an individual is, it is just a stream of light that illuminates a starry sky, fleeting.

It is too humble in the endless dark universe. Those amazing people are eventually knocked down to the mortal world, and there is no exception. They die old and leave endless regrets.

Wang Xuan was quiet and silent, the fire was pounding, illuminating his face and blurring his dim future. He realized the useless law that was abandoned and considered useless in time.

Useless methods will mislead people's children and waste their time in vain. It's better not to worry about it, it's all burned!The old voice echoed, and in the rough and aging hands, the last pile of scriptures was thrown into the fire, and the palms of both hands fell on the fire, burning together.

That was a manifestation of extreme disappointment. He didn't want to talk anymore and didn't want to struggle anymore. He simply burned all his energy and let the extraordinary sank into the ashes.

Woo woo...

Wang Xuan heard the crying sound, and the scriptures falling into the fire. Someone sat cross-legged on it and cried bitterly. He was a peerless strong man. He had seen it in the interweaving time before, but he broke through the sky with one hand and broke through the curtain, but now he is so disobedient.

Why?

He and the last few people stayed behind and personally burned all the classics of this extraordinary civilization!

After all, there are too many reluctances. This is the fruit of their lifelong efforts, but they have to be ruined so that they can ignite and bury them.

A white-haired man also cried and laughed. After coughing up blood, he lowered his head and looked at the paper stained with his true blood. He let out a low roar, and he exploded and was engulfed by the flames.

It was almost burned, and we couldn't hold on to it. Even if there were later generations, it was just another similar meteor that appeared by chance. Goodbye.Another person dissipated.

Don’t forget that our hard work has not been released. We use all scriptures as firewood and a mythological civilization as flame to forge a treasure boat. I don’t know if we can cross it and get close to the truth...

Under the fire, a lonely boat emerged and jumped up in the fire. This is a treasure nourished by countless scriptures and accumulated by the accumulation of a mythological and great civilization.

Inside, there are the true blood of all races, carrying their hopes, breaking through the fire, cutting through time and space, and leaving.

Go, don't look back if you succeed.If it reappears, it proves that it has failed and fallen.I don’t know if our last efforts were nothing but a waste of time, and we let down the quiet years.

It was a kind of sustenance. With their hope, the treasure boat disappeared at the boundless end of the darkness of the universe.

Wang Xuan was shocked. Is that Xiaoyao Zhou?It actually has such a origin!

I advise those who come back to life, don’t let down the good times, fight for nothing, and live a good life in the real world and in the ordinary.

This is Xiao Suo, and it is also helplessness in despair. The strongest myth advises people to stay away from the extraordinary of nothingness and never set foot in such a field again.

The fire was dim and was about to be extinguished. Only the last old man was left in front of the embers, and his hands were burned. Finally, he looked back and looked at Wang Xuan and the little white tiger approaching.

Scared, dead.His eyes flowed out the last touch of spirit, and he collapsed, his body and spirit were destroyed, but the light in his eyes flew over to strangle Wang Xuan and the girl with round face.

This time, Wang Xuan felt something was wrong. Through time and space, he seemed to be in danger and felt that he would be killed.

The old man's eyes looked like the last flash of the fire of mythological civilization, which was so terrifying.

He waved the God-Slaying Flag without hesitation and fled with the little white tiger at a rapid speed.

boom!

The flag was burned and a corner was lit. This situation shocked Wang Xuan. What had never happened before? The flag was burning?

Even in front of the crater near the real place, the flag was hit by the squirting red light, and only scorch marks appeared.

Here, people who are not in the same time and space have actually damaged the God-Slaying Flag.

After being blocked by the God-Slaying Flag, Wang Xuan and the round-faced girl retreated quickly, but they still exploded above the ember fire on the road, becoming a rain of light.

This time, Wang Xuan felt like he had been waiting for a long time. He was stuck in the darkness and could not condense all his consciousness. He almost thought he was going to die.

Finally, his dispersed consciousness gradually became clear, and his spiritual body condensed in the remaining firelight and reappeared.

The girl with round face also became blurred and clear, and formed a soul body with light rain. She immediately started to scream, frightened.

The Demon Lord and I have experienced this kind of fire, but why is this different this time?Who is this old man? It's so terrible, almost killing me!

She ran back to her body with a whoosh, and was really scared. She felt that she had really died just now and was wiped out with eyes in the confused time and space.

Wang Xuan's spiritual body stood in front of the fire and was in a state of consciousness for a long time. If he had not killed the God Flag, he felt that he and the little white tiger would really be wiped out!

This is a bit terrifying. It is obviously not in the same dimension, and time and space are intertwined, and the last left-behind person is so strong?

He hurried to look at the God-Slaying Flag. The burning corner was extinguished and the broken part was damaged, but the golden patterns intertwined, and it slowly recovered.

good!He grabbed the flag tightly.

Wang Xuan calmed down, and the old man finally said that he was a stingy spirit, which was a bit amazing. Does the stingy spirit really need to be redefined?

If this is the case, the astronauts he and Lao Zhang saw in the bar can be understood and make sense. Are they observing this mythical world?

However, the ancient-looking astronauts he found in the city where Sun's family is located are somewhat incomprehensible.

Especially when he thought of the creepy spirit in the passing land, he felt even more stubborn. In the vast ocean, he was densely packed with scarlet eyes. From the size of a lantern to the size of a mountain, how many monsters were he?

If they are also caused by the disorder of time and space, how many people are observing him, all of whom are addicted to peeping?It's simply... all voyeuristic.

He shook his head, it was definitely not like this. The form of snail spirit is very complicated, not a situation.

A latecomer like him who is confused in time and space, who observes a mythological civilization, is actually considered a traumatic spirit, which is indeed worthy of deep thought and vigilance.

Next time, I need to study it a few times!

The fire is about to go out. It really emits energy matter close to the real one, and the amount is not very large. However, Wang Xuan thinks it is very valuable. It is of great significance to find this super matter in the real world!

Soon, Wang Xuan discovered that the so-called real energy substances originating from the real world were somewhat inaccurate, and this seemed to be burned and evacuated by the scriptures of the mythological god.

The fire gradually extinguished. During this process, Wang Xuan's body and his spirit were slowly becoming stronger. This is an alternative practice.

He is expected to break through the barrier. If he accumulates this way, he will not enter the land of nothingness and can also improve his realm in this world.

He is infinitely close to seven sections!

The fire flashed, and the whole fire was extinguished. A mythological civilization was completely dim, but the surrounding squares, buildings, ancient streets, etc. were still there.

At this time, the God-Slaying Flag was completely restored and as intact as before. I have to say that it is magical.Wang Xuan stood up, holding the flag in his hand and searched through the ashes, wanting to see if anything was left.

There is a golden bamboo slip found among the embers of other avenues.

I'll help you!The little white tiger ran over with a whoosh, very active, with a smirk on his round face, and he quickly stretched out his claws.

As a result, she retreated with a whirlwind, and the ashes were still with the fire. Her body was as powerful as her body could not bear it and was almost roasted.

No need to think too much, this kind of fire is too special!

Fortunately, she did not really penetrate the remaining fire seeds below, otherwise, Wang Xuan thought that she would become a round-faced white tiger with missing arms.

Under the fire, something really stayed!

This made Wang Xuan's eyes suddenly lit up, the fire was about to pass away, and there were still supreme divine objects, the supreme scriptures?

A faint white light flashed, it was a page of scripture, which was pulled out by him with the flag of killing the gods. This article was just like this, and nothing else, which made him both excited and regretful.

Why only one page is left?It should be one.

Soon, the white light dissipated, leaving only an ordinary piece of paper, withered and yellow, dim, with dense ghost painting talismans written on both sides.

Wang Xuan looked at it again and again. It was really ordinary paper, the material was very average, and it was a miracle to be able to stay.If its material is extraordinary enough, the entire scripture should be able to be preserved, right?

This is really regrettable. Who left the scriptures?The final remaining page.The text on this is probably not simple. The fire has spirits, so don’t you want it to be completely burned?

Wang Xuan looked at it again and again, but he didn't know a single word. He asked the little white tiger and said: Do you have any research on ancient characters?

Ah, haha…you don’t know each other?The round-faced girl suddenly felt energetic, and proudly raised her chin and said: Please, I am very proficient in prehistoric civilization, and I have no origin. We have carefully studied the texts of various periods!

Seeing her so arrogant and proud, Wang Xuan directly pressed her tiger head, rubbed it hard and said: Why do you say so much, translator!

ÁWoo… Stay away from me!The little white tiger was swaying. If it weren't for the large number of buildings still there, she was worried that she would be hung, so she would turn against him and fight with him desperately, but now she could only endure humiliation and push his hand away with disgust.

What kind of broken text is this? It's a doodle?Why don’t I know any of them!She was angry and looked at it again and again, and could only stare at her without translating it.

Wang Xuan snatched it away and didn't want to talk to her anymore. He tried to communicate with himself to see if it could resonate.

Unfortunately, the paper did not respond.

He thought for a while, gritted his teeth and threw the paper into the remaining fire seeds under the ashes until it emitted a faint white light again. Wang Xuan immediately protected himself with the God-Slaying Flag and sympathized with it spiritually.

This communication was successful and the two resonated!

What is reality and what is illusion, I often think that the only thing that is true is myself...