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Chapter 1207 Between existence and non-existence

The Old Ones are omniscient and omnipotent, but only the Old Ones.

Everything that ever existed in the past falls within the purview of the Old Ones.

Even a god, such a powerful god as Xi Tong, can only obliterate the present and future of a thing, but cannot touch its past.

All combat techniques, skills, magical spells, and even rules are aimed at the current enemy, at best they affect the future through divination and curse.

But there is no power against the past.

Because this ability is worthless.

No one lives in the past.

The past doesn't change.

Even if the past changes, it will not have the slightest impact on the present and future.

But that doesn't mean the past is meaningless.

Xi Tong has discovered that the essence of life is repetition, and so is the essence of civilization, which is repetition.

Everything is traceable.

And the Old One masters all the knowns, and through these knowns, he can deduce many unknowns.

such as……

"My collection is endless, but not a speck of dust can be given to you. On this point, old man Hongjun is still generous."

Xi Tong nodded approvingly.

The past cannot be changed, not even a single piece of dust or light can be changed.

Therefore, it is impossible for her to give away the prehistoric treasure like Hongjun.

However, she also has resources that Hongjun cannot match.

For example, the location of the fragments of the Heavenly Sword.

The Old One controls the past, and the past naturally includes the birth, growth, and decline of the Heavenly Sword.

The whereabouts of the fragments of the Heavenly Sword is an unsolvable mystery.

Countless powerful people in the New Immortal Realm have exhausted their entire lives and even the painstaking efforts of dozens of generations to find it, but they have found nothing.

After all, New Immortal World is too big.

Moreover, some of these fragments also wandered to other worlds.

It is for this reason that even though Xi Tong has been looking for it, mobilizing the power of the Shilipo Sword Sect and even Luo Tianyi to explore, there is no news of it.

But for the old dominance, this is as simple as viewing lines on the palm of your hand.

You just need to follow the trajectory of the Heavenly Sword and follow the vines.

Xi Tong was shocked.

Immediately, a piece of information emerged, and when Xi Tong understood the value of this information, the old rulers had disappeared.

The scene of Sunset Valley receded in circles from all directions like a tide, and finally converged to a point in front of Xi Tong.

It was a flower of yesterday.

It didn't disappear like other things, but turned into a real existence.

"Oh, sure enough, the more beautiful a woman is, the more she can deceive people."

It is said that even a speck of dust cannot be given away, but a flower is left here.

Shaking his head, Xi Tong told Zhuge Shufu to take good care of the flower.

No matter what purpose the Old One had for leaving this flower behind, Xi Tong could just ignore it.

At this time, a ray of dark fragrance penetrated into the nostrils, and Xi Tong's spirit was shaken suddenly.

The fragrance of flowers, the fragrance of yesterday's flowers.

Infected by the fragrance of flowers, the traces left by the samsara in Xitong's soul reappeared again, and the rising and falling tides impacted the soul and body.

After everything is silent, only the dregs of the beach are left.

These are the influences of the millions of reincarnations of the "Old Time" of the God of Light. They are invisible, colorless, and traceless, but they cannot escape the control of the old rulers after all.

After all, the old days were her domain, and had been for countless years.

The God of Light is just a rookie who has just touched the threshold of the old days.

The fragrance has disappeared, but yesterday's flowers are still fluttering in the wind, and the yellow stamens twist and sway with a different rhythm.

It's a pretty flower at best, as unremarkable as the legend says.

However, Xi Tong could no longer feel the slightest bit of contempt.

Because, this is the power of the old days.

Like the power of time, possession is invincibility.

"God of Light, thank you for the old days."

The reincarnation of a hundred generations almost caused Xitong to sink and collapse. He was branded with the brand of light and prostrated himself under the glory of the God of Light.

But because of the interference of the old rulers, Xitong got a blessing in disguise.

There are millions of reincarnations, and each life is a world controlled by the God of Light. Observe and experience the power of light from various perspectives.

Gather sand to form a tower, accumulate soil to form a mountain.

After millions of understandings and perceptions, Xi Tong has become the most understanding existence of the God of Light in the world.

This may be the intention of the God of Light. The more you understand the strength of the enemy, the more you can feel your own insignificance. The more you understand the teachings of Light, the more you will understand the value of eternity.

It's a pity that Xi Tong didn't kneel down like other gods.

"Bright, but that's all."

After finishing speaking, Xi Tong disappeared under the World Tree in an instant, and then appeared in a world.

This world has just been attacked by the gods who descended from the ark, causing catastrophe.

The monstrous flood flooded the world, and countless lives were buried in the belly of the fish.

The indigenous gods in this world did not dare to show off their strength, and hid early, only appearing when the gods on the bright side left him.

It's a pity that the flood has already flooded, and he is powerless.

But this is just right, you can use the power of fire to collect souls and lives, refine species again, and derive civilization.

But at this time, Xi Tong appeared.

The energy ring slowly emerged behind him.

Circle after circle, layer after layer, hundreds of millions of light patterns bloomed in the blink of an eye.

Immediately, Xi Tong stretched his hands to both sides, waving them in half circles following the peculiar rhythm and interweaving them into a circle.

The afterimages of countless arms bloomed in the ring, and the afterimages of each arm corresponded to a ring and a beam of light.

"Luo Tianyi, play back all the data in this world."

Luo Tianyi immediately called out the data of the world's topography, species information, and human history.

This information flow, which is as huge as the sea of ​​stars, is enough to fill and explode the soul of any creature.

However, Xi Tong has experienced the baptism of millions of reincarnations, and his soul's capacity and carrying capacity have been qualitatively improved.

In addition, he has smelled the fragrance of yesterday's flowers, and his soul and will are the same as the old days, equal to the eternal existence, no matter how strong the impact is, there will be no waves in the slightest.

The power of time!

The walnuts rotated rapidly, and the sounds of clicking and clicking were connected into one piece and merged into a line, constantly beating and beating, and finally surpassed the limit of the peak and broke the barrier of the world.

boom!
Back in time.

Countless grotesque scenes emerged around Xi Tong's body, and the same thing instantly stretched into billions of copies, each of which was almost exactly the same, but with subtle differences.

This is the mark that time has left on it.

What Xitong needs to do is to find the one he needs from these countless things, and then piece together countless fragmentary things into a complete world.

That's stepping back in time.

It's not as simple as imagined, and it's not as casual as Ye Yiruo can wipe out the world with a single thought.

After all, it is easy to destroy and difficult to build.

Filter and assemble.

Check and confirm pass.

Time is static, and to the creatures outside, there is no difference whether it is a second or a hundred million years.

But for Xi Tong, this is eternal torment, eternal toil.

If that's what you call eternity, don't.

Yes, the last cleat is put together and everything is checked to make sure there are no mistakes.

Click.

Time flowed again, and the whole world exuded a peculiar luster.

Immediately, the wind flowed again, and the fire blazed again. The birds and beasts didn't know what they had just experienced, and they were still running around for food.

Humans are not much better than animals, they don't feel any abnormality, they are still chasing fame, wealth and beauty.

Only the indigenous gods in this world remember what happened, and they know how the world changed in an instant.

"Praise the system, praise the Lord God of the system!"

This time, he meant it.

Pious and fanatical!
Xi Tong did not stay in place to accept worship, but quickly entered the next world.

It is easy to spread rumors, but it is impossible to refute them.

Xi Tong was not only as simple as running and breaking his leg, he almost collapsed.

Fortunately, the power of yesterday's flower emerged at a critical moment, making him enter the old state. In this state, everything remains the same without any change.

It is true that the spirit and soul have not collapsed, but the pain of that collapse is real, and there is no half reduction.

Once... once... and again...

In the end, Xi Tong became numb.

Get used to it.

If this is the eternal warm-up, Xi Tong said that he accepts it frankly.

World after world.

Nuwa is nothing but mending the sky.

Xi Tong mends not only the sky but also the earth, men and women.

All living beings do not know what Xitong has done, but the indigenous gods of this world know, and the will of the world knows.

Heaven knows, earth knows ghosts and gods know.

"Praise the system, praise the Lord God of the system!"

One after another, fanatic-level gods appeared, shouting and worshiping Xi Tong.

Finally, the last world was restored by Xi Tong.

At this moment, Xi Tong no longer knew what an overdraft or exhaustion was.

He finally understood why Pangu died of overwork after supporting the sky for countless years.

really tired.

The exhaustion that cannot be expressed in words.

The lifespan of a god is almost infinite, this is just an exaggeration, it does not mean that the god can squander his spirit and power indefinitely.

Xi Tong infinitely squandered, but under the strength of yesterday's flower, he is still alive.

Take an inappropriate example.

Xi Tong seems to have exhausted his blood bar now, and has overdrawn, borrowed, and used the blood bar to a negative value.

This is the power of yesterday's flower.

For a long time to come, Xi Tong will have to spend time repaying his debts.

If the speed of debt repayment cannot keep up with the speed of interest increase, Xitong will sink forever and become the collection of yesterday's rulers, allowing them to fiddle with and play with.

under the world tree.

Xi Tong still sat cross-legged.

It's not for enlightenment, but because he really can't stand up.

The feeling of emptiness spreads from the inside to the outside, from the inside to the outside, and even the sense of existence becomes precarious and blurred.

Solanum nigrum supported Xitong distressedly, but there was nothing in the hands.

Although Solanum nigrum is a spirit body, it has evolved into a real body. However, her hand passed through Xi Tong's body.

She turned back into a spirit body, and her palm passed through Xi Tong's body again.

Xi Tong said weakly: "Xiao Kui, don't waste your efforts, I'm already between existence and non-existence, and half of my foot has stepped into the old days."

Only at this moment did Xi Tong understand that it is not terrible to step into the underworld with half a foot. After all, the other side of death is birth, and it is a big deal to start all over again.

But once you enter the old world, everything will stop.

That is an eternal world, neither life nor death, and all existence cannot be changed.

It is eternity, but it is not eternity.

Xi Tong didn't like it there.

Solanum nigrum knelt beside Xitong, clutching the hem of the skirt with both hands helplessly, tears streaming down her face.

"Brother, since it's so dangerous, why did you do that?"

Savior?
Solanum nigrum doesn't believe this.

The world shattered by Xi Tong is not ordinary, he is not some kind of saint.

The world is equivalent to food, extracting the source of the world to supplement other worlds is as simple as cats eat fish and dogs eat meat.

But Xi Tong did it anyway.

Save one world after another being destroyed by the God of Light.

Xi Tong lowered his eyelids and said weakly, "Because I want to cut off the belief in the God of Light from the root."

"The God of Light is hypocritical and hypocritical. However, if you tell a lie [-] times, it becomes the truth, and if you tell it [-] million times, it becomes the truth."

Xi Tong was silent for a long time, and then he said word by word: "Ark, it's fake."

fake?

Solanum nigrum's eyes widened in surprise.

How could it be fake? I clearly saw it with my own eyes. The ark wandered on the long river of time, moving forward towards eternity.

If the ark was fake, how could the gods on board not know?

However, Solanum nigrum completely believed in Xi Tong.

She knew that Xi Tong would not lie, and there was no need to lie.

Xi Tong spread his palms, "Tell me, do I exist now, or do I not exist?"

Solanum nigrum looked at Xitong's palm, raised his hand, but passed through Xitong's palm again.

"Brother, do you mean that the Ark is in the same state as you are now, between existence and non-existence?"

Xi Tong showed a teachable expression, and subconsciously wanted to rub Solanum nigrum's head.

Solanum nigrum bowed her head docilely, and sent Xiu to Xitong's hand, but Xitong sighed dejectedly.

This is an unattainable distance.

Immediately, Xi Tong told the biggest secret of the God of Light.

There is no faith in the world, until that person said, let there be light.

Light belongs to the sun.

Even if he doesn't say it, the sun will still rise as usual and shine on the earth.

He spoke, and the sun rose immediately, and the ignorant people thought it was his supreme power.

Therefore, he and his words were remembered by people for hundreds of generations and spread everywhere.

He is the God of Light.

He stole the power of light and became the god of light.

In that era, there were countless gods born from heaven and earth, and creatures blessed by the world.

All the gods and alien beasts grow wildly, and grow their own strength in the process of exploring.

At that time, there was no concept of "faith".

All powerful creatures are born as gods, and in their cognition, the god level is the initial level.

The God of Light knew that it was not.

He is the first creature to discover the power of faith, and also the first god to use the power of faith.

The essence of belief is like the universal filler, the glue.

Two unconnected things, without any connection between each other, nothing can bring them together, but faith can.

An impossible thing, there is no way to get over it, but faith can.

Just like the God of Light declared "Let there be light".

He just gave a result without a process at all, and even he himself didn't know how to "let there be light".

However, the power of faith of the believers pointed out the way for him and paved the way for him to reach the sky.

(End of this chapter)