I, the God of Journey to the West, control the river of time!

Since Pangu created the world, Honghuang has experienced countless calamities.

Among them, the most famous ones are, of course, the Dragon and Han Tribulation after the battle of beasts, and later the Lich's Calamity, followed by the Conferred God's Calamity, which is dominated by the human race, the protagonist determined by the law of heaven.

Years have passed since the Conferred God Stage was first listed as a god, and the entire three realms of the world seem to be calm, but in fact, the beginning of another catastrophe is brewing!
In the land of Xiniu Hezhou, a wide and distant river flows quietly.

On the bank of the vicissitudes of life, stands a simple and vast river stele, and the simple and simple characters carved in seal indicate the river.

Canglan River!
Across eight thousand miles, few people have traveled in ancient times!
The long river with a width of about [-] miles does not have any waves, only the sparkling water flowing quietly.

And in the river, a voice that seemed to have been sleeping for a long time resounded.

"It's been 10 years, and finally, this day has come..."

At some point, a flat boat suddenly appeared on the river surface. On the flat boat, a handsome young man with deep vicissitudes stood on the bow of the boat, looking at the calm river flowing slowly, he couldn't help but feel deeply moved.

His name is Li Chengfeng, and it has been 10 years since he traveled to this magnificent world of gods and demons!

At the beginning of the journey, he had obtained the so-called river god system.

However, after the river god system bound Li Chengfeng to the majestic Canglan River, it has been in the state of an active progress bar.

After 10 years, watching the progress bar go from 1% to 100%, one can imagine how difficult Li Chengfeng's mood is.

However, during these 10 years, he has not gained nothing.

This river is filled with endless vicissitudes. After becoming the God of the Canglan River, Li Chengfeng can be said to be integrated with this river.

Therefore, the vicissitudes of life in the river completely penetrated Li Chengfeng.

Under normal circumstances, this vicissitudes of life would not appear on a 10-year-old river god.

One must know that the whole prehistoric atmosphere is extremely magnificent, from the time when Pangu opened the sky to the present, it has already gone through how many yuanhuis.

One Yuan Hui is 12 years!

It is conceivable that the history of this world has been tens of thousands of years!

A mere 10-year-old river god, Li Chengfeng is simply a child compared to those prehistoric powers who often retreat to dozens of Yuanhui.

However, even those creatures who have lived through countless Yuanhuis, it is extremely difficult for them to have a little bit of vicissitudes of life!
The only way to obtain the spirit of time is to go through countless years of baptism and precipitation, without any tricks!
This is also the confirmation and restraint of the living beings by the way of heaven in this world.

But now, Li Chengfeng, who is only [-] years old, has an indescribably rich aura of time!

What's more, just relying on the aura of time shrouded in his body, Li Chengfeng looks like the oldest elder who has existed since before the sky was opened!
If it is said that Li Chengfeng is only 10 years old, I am afraid that there are many gods and Buddhas in the sky, and no one will believe it!

However, during these 10 years, due to the shackles of the identity of the river god, Li Chengfeng has not stepped out of the Canglan River, so the creatures of the three realms he can see are pitifully few.

Therefore, it was precisely because of the darkness under the lamp that Li Chengfeng himself did not realize that there was anything wrong with the spirit of time on his body.

On the bank of the vast river, a young monk in gray robes came riding on clouds.

This person has a handsome face, full of Buddha spirit, bursting with vigor, strong mana, and his own supreme majesty, awe-inspiring and convincing to the common people!
"Huh? There is a river here..."

In the monk's primordial spirit, a golden cicada's shadow trembled, his eyes looked all over, and he couldn't help being surprised: "There are places in the three realms that the poor monk can't see through."

This person is the most proud disciple of Buddha in the Western Lingshan Tathagata, Jin Chanzi!
This golden cicada is very intelligent, and he grew up in Buddhism since he was a child. This time, he has just become a Daluo Jinxian.

Looking at the calm, waveless but abnormally wide river in front of him, Jin Chanzi couldn't help but frown slightly.

An inconspicuous river, strangely without waves, but it is such an ordinary river that even Jin Chanzi can't see through it!
You know, Jin Chanzi's cultivation level has reached the rank of Daluo Jinxian, and all living beings are in his eyes, and there is no secret at all!
But at this moment, this long river is like a dream, it's hard to see its true face!

"There is something strange."

Jin Chanzi frowned slightly, summoned the supreme magic power, and brought the whole river into his wisdom eyes.

Finally, in the depths of the long river, a trace of the essence of the river came into view!

"This! How could it be like this!"

suddenly!

Jin Chanzi had already screamed out in shock, and her tranquil and indifferent breath had a trace of panic at this moment!
It turned out that when he summoned his mana and opened his eyes, this river was no longer a long river in the ordinary sense!
What flows in the river is not water, nor is it some kind of magical magic that can transform human eyes.

It is an endless picture of time!
Every drop of flowing water is made up of countless pictures!

Chaos and void, Hongmeng judges the world, Pangu opens the sky, fierce beasts fight for the front, three clans stand together, Liches duel...

It's just that Jin Chanzi Da Luo Jinxian's cultivation base is a little blurry when he sees these pictures.

And the more he looked down, the more his mind became immersed in it and he couldn't extricate himself!

suddenly!

Boom—just when Jin Chanzi was sinking deeper and deeper, and saw the tenth reincarnation of a Buddhist monk, a thunderbolt suddenly exploded in front of his altar!

And Jin Chanzi, who had strong mana, also stepped back a few steps as if he had been severely injured at this moment!

"This is my primordial spirit warning!"

Jin Chanzi instinctively felt that his primordial spirit had been warned, and if he continued to read, he would definitely suffer backlash!

But how is this possible?

Although Jin Chanzi's strength is not the first rank in the Three Realms, but with his Daluo Jinxian's cultivation base, he is also a master!
The dignified Luo Jinxian, how did he suffer such a catastrophe after seeing some blurred pictures?
The cause and effect in the dark, even if it is as strong as Da Luo Jinxian, it can't bear it!

"This river, could it be..."

After all, having lived for countless years and being influenced by Buddhism, countless images flashed through Jin Chanzi's mind like lightning!
In a single thought, he already had a rough guess about this long river in his mind.

"This is not a river in the usual sense. It is a calm river, with waves rolling in it. Countless pictures are superimposed. It is impossible to detect the source, and it is impossible to detect the destination. This is the long river of time!"

After thinking of this, Jin Chanzi was shocked to the extreme!
The long river of time, also known as the long river of time, shuttles through the heavens and runs through all dimensions. Throughout the ages, it cannot be found!
"Even if you are a saint, you have only heard about the long river of time, but you have never seen it. You can't imagine being bumped into by me today!"