In the Secret Realm of Time, Qin Yu sat cross-legged. If you look closely, you will find that the space around him is showing slight fluctuations at a very small amplitude. It is not that his own breath triggers the change in space, but that the flow rate of time where Qin Yu is located has some changes.

What this means? Of course, Xiao Lan Deng’s vision will not be mistaken, but he still couldn’t believe it after looking at it for a long time.

What a joke?

This is different from the simple five elements law of metal, wood, water, fire and earth. It is the supreme power of time. A thought can change the years, and all the heavens are at my feet!

Only the big bosses and the top among the top are qualified to reach the power.

Even if it weren't for his identity, he wouldn't have the power to control time in his current incomplete and weak state.

But now, he clearly felt the factors that affected time from Qin Yu.

This is neither scientific nor spiritual!

Could it be that during the years when he was sleeping, the Halloween Fruit has been cultivated with new effects? But he was not blind. The one Qin Yu ate was obviously the most ordinary Halloween Fruit. Although his memory was incomplete, he vaguely remembered that he ate this kind of fruit as snacks a long time ago.

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Lan Deng forced himself to calm down. He had this ability to transcend himself. He could enter programmatic with one thought - this was a kind of talent that was very useful at critical moments.

Buzz —

The space in front of Qin Yu suddenly collapsed, and a phantom of the sun appeared in the darkness, and then a figure condensed, blurring and unrealistic.

After watching quietly for a few breaths, Darizhong raised his hand and pointed to Qin Yu's eyebrows.

The fingertips penetrate the breath of the sun, revealing the slender fingertips, which are white and jade-like halos, and gently fall between the eyebrows.

Qin Yu frowned, as if he felt something, but soon returned to peace.

After a long time, his fingertips retracted into the sun's shadow, and a low murmuring sounded, "It's actually true, what's the reason?"

Indifferent and calm, without any emotional fluctuations, and was silent for a while. The figure of Darizhong waved his hand gently, and the shadow of the sun suddenly magnified, directly covering Qin Yu.

...

Green trees form a forest, full of ancient charm.

This is a low hill with an area of ​​only a few hundred meters and about seventy or eighty meters high. If it weren't for a ancestral temple built on the top of the mountain, it would be inconspicuous at all. Hundreds and thousands of similar places could be found at will.

But with this ancestral temple, even though it is just one of countless ordinary hills, it becomes more unusual and has the qualification to look down on the heavens and all worlds.

Because the plaque of this ancestral temple is made of black as the base of gold, and delicate patterns are wrapped around it - the black is endless as the abyss, the gold is a noble man in heaven, and the patterns are rules.

when--

when--

A brass bell was tied to a crooked locust tree in front of the ancestral hall. The mouth of the bell was down in the sunlight, casting a shallow shadow.

The hour rang at this moment, but the brass bell tied to the locust wood had not moved. What really swayed and trembled was the shadows cast on the ground.

Perhaps because the information it feels is not very important and is not qualified to let it shake its increasingly tired body, let the shadows help it speak.

At the foot of the hill there is a small courtyard, a gate, a fence, and a single room, all of which are woven and built with bamboo.

The bell sounded, and the door opened from the inside. The man in a simple and light white gown looked at him at first and then at the second, he felt that he was fifty. If he looked at him again, he felt like he was facing a majestic and friendly elder.

Anyway, this is a person whose age is a mystery.

He looked up at the hill, half-hidden ancestral temple among the trees, and the man showed a smile on his face. He stepped out and went up the mountain along the stone steps he had excavated. I don’t know how many people passed by it from now on. The surface of the stone steps was round and smooth, as if a layer of patina was added.

Standing in front of the ancestral hall, he raised his hand and disappeared with a little bit of bell ringing. The swaying bell shadow returned to calm. He couldn't help but shake his head, "I'm getting more and more tired and lazy. What's the use for you if I continue like this?"

The brass clock was silent. Although he didn't say a word, he expressed the word "arrogance" vividly and looked at it disdainfully. The man shook his head and showed a little helplessness, but he also knew his character. He no longer delayed his time and bowed to the main entrance of the ancestral hall.

Then he raised his hand and pointed it in the void, closed his eyes and received the information from the ancestral hall. Soon he opened his eyes and showed joy, "The power of time!"

After thinking about it quickly, the people in the clan who could break through could not meet the requirements, but none of them met the conditions. The person's face was even more joyful, "Isn't it that the people who break through, I'm a genius in the clan who has come into contact with the way of time in advance!"

With a wave of his sleeve, a gold book appeared in front of him. When he opened each one, a figure would be projected.

The common point is that they are all very young, arrogant and extraordinary!

The golden book was opened one by one, but no one met the requirements. He couldn't help but frown, "It seems that it is the missing pearl in my clan!"

There is never an absolutely fair place in the world. Even in their clan, there are many private matters. The peerless genius who can understand the power of time will not be allowed to suffer any suppression. If this is true, someone will definitely pay the price.

The man's face was calm and his sleeves were swept, and his golden book had a huge increase in thickness, and he quickly moved page by page. This recorded the basic information of everyone in the entire ethnic group.

Slowly screening this way will delay a lot of time, but it is completely worth it compared to finding a peerless genius who touches the power of time.

One hour later, the last page of the golden book was closed, and the monk with a mysterious age frowned and frowned, his face full of solemnity.

No!

He compared the entire Jin Book and pulled everyone out of the clan, but none of them matched the information conveyed to him by the ancestral temple. There was only one explanation... The person who touched the power of time was not in the Jin Book.

How is this possible? Once all tribe members are born, they will be collected from blood and protected by the ancestral hall and enter the genealogy gold book.

But now, there is no information that belongs to him in the genealogy of the family. Is there any blood left in our clan in this world?

The man took away Jincao and turned around and left. He went down the hill and pushed the door into the courtyard. When the gate opened, he stepped down at the foot of his feet. In front of him was an extremely magnificent palace, with endless majesty and noble atmosphere, sweeping across the world in a overwhelming force.

"Qiu, what is the reason why you left the ancestral hall without application?"

...

The sunlight faded and Qin Yu crossed his head. The fluctuating space around him became stable, which shows that he had truly touched the way of time.

Although he is only a very small amount of fur, he is far from getting started, and even with his current cultivation level, he is still the power of time.

It also represents an invitation to the highest peak!

As long as he does not die in the future, when Qin Yu's cultivation level meets the conditions, he can open the door in one fell swoop and truly control the power of time.

The figure covered by the sunlight will never admit that he will be jealous of Qin Yu, but at this level of cultivation, he will touch the path of time. Even if he looks at the heavens and the worlds, he will not be weaker than those so-called peerless geniuses. If the conditions for cultivation are included, it will even be much better than them. He will rub it on the ground and beat it in the air!

"It's true that the descendant of the legendary clan has such a powerful bloodline... I originally thought that Qin Yu would not be discovered in a short period of time, but he actually touched the way of time and would be noticed by that clan. This may be a problem."

Xiao Lan Deng didn't think that after Qin Yu was discovered, there would be a scene of celebrating his relatives with his head in his arms.

Because this personal test, he discovered a secret. The reason why Qin Yu's bloodline was hidden and unaware was because he was deprived of it shortly after he was born.

However, Qin Yu's natural physique is different from that of ordinary people, and his bloodline has not been completely extracted. During this period, he has undergone some mutations and instinctively enters a state of hiding.

The better the qualifications of a partner, the more beneficial it is to it, but sometimes it can be a headache.

"I'm a trouble? You are the biggest trouble yourself! Every time something happens, I will ask me to help you clean up your hands!" Little Lan Deng's resentment rose, and he had already withdrawn from the state where the world and me were all external things.

To be honest, although this state can make him make the most rational and most in his own interests, he does not like it. There is always a feeling that he is not himself, which transforms into another consciousness.

After the complaints, looking at Qin Yu who was still practicing with his eyes closed, Xiao Lan Deng frowned, and he had to help Qin Yu avoid it.

...

The Lord of Yaoguang Palace stood in front of the washing table, raised his hand to inject mana into the mirror, and its surface fluctuated and quickly turned into darkness.

In this darkness, a dull voice sounded, "Why contact me?"

The Lord of Yaoguang Palace inhale, "The right to use the time altar was taken away by the Wuyin Sect." When she talked about this, she couldn't help but think of the Halloween Fruit, and her heart began to ached again.

The voice in the dark was silent for a few breaths, "Tell me the whole story?"

With the foundation of Yaoguang Palace, would it actually fail? This was unexpected to him again.

The Lord of Yaoguang Palace did not hide it, and quickly told the story, and the darkness in the mirror remained silent.

It's him, it's him again!

The plan failed several times. It seems that the parliament valued him so much, and it really makes sense.

"I see!"

After saying that, the mirror quickly recovered as before, and the owner of Yaoguang Palace felt a little relieved. She was most afraid that the other party would stop intervening.

It seems that they have not changed their original intention of dealing with the Wuyin Sect.

Although he was uncertain about the identity of the person in the mirror, the Lord of Yaoguang Palace did not doubt the other party's strength at all.

If they hadn't shown the power that could be trusted, how could she easily agree to cooperate with her?

If it weren't for the sudden appearance of a mysterious man in black robe in the Wuyin Sect, Yaoguang Palace had already stood out and took the position of leader in the Colosseum.

"hateful!"

...

In the small courtyard, the middle-aged man made tea for a while, drank the tea in the cup in one gulp and slowly placed it on the table. "I have a feeling that Ning Qin will be a big problem. If it cannot be removed as soon as possible, it will definitely endanger the safety of the parliament in the future."

"Is the time altar... Then let this place, as your buried place, be able to use such a magical and mysterious secret realm as a cemetery, you are enough to feel relieved."
Chapter completed!