Weird and hard to kill?Sorry, I'm the real immortal

At the beginning of time travel, when I was an ordinary person, I only had fear and despair when facing death. It was precisely because of this reminder that I had hope.

It's like a traveler trapped in the desert, facing the endless desert, can't tell the direction at all, his body and spirit have reached the limit, and endless despair wells up in his heart.

But if someone tells you the direction, even if you don’t know the distance, but at least there is hope if you have the direction, you will die, and you will only die on the road leading to hope.

Don't let them know that you can see that's it, point out the direction for Fang Xiu, at least let him know how to live.

But without these words, he would have been killed far more than eighteen times. He would resist, run away, beg for mercy, and try various methods to avoid death, but none of them worked.

And with this sentence, he will only work hard in the right direction, and he will clearly know in his heart that as long as he ignores it, he can live.

In fact, what many people lack is not hard work, but a correct direction to work towards.

Sometimes, choosing the right direction is more useful than hard work.

To give a very simple example, a college student who has just graduated and first entered the society, facing 360 industries, who can be sure which industry he will become the champion?

Maybe you, who went to be a teacher, can become a principal in the future, but you don’t know, you end up entering a private company, and you are middle-aged, and you are laid off when the company’s performance is not good.

Maybe if you become an actor, you can become a movie star in the future, but you don’t know, you finally chose to follow the arrangement of your family, and got admitted to the civil service, working from nine to five every day, repeating the day for a lifetime.

But if someone tells you clearly, you should become an actor, start from group acting, don’t give up, and you will definitely become a best actor, the effect will be completely different, you will work hard with hope, even if you fail many times, but hope is not off.

This is the importance of clear direction, the importance of hope.

Kunlun maggot erased this sentence, causing "Fang Xiu" to lose his direction, and the energy in his heart disappeared. At that time, he was just an ordinary person. After many deaths, no one guided him. He wanted to live I don't know what to do, and in the end I only fall into a collapse.

After Fang Xiu's consciousness collapsed, Zhou Qingfeng's consciousness recovered.

With this in mind, Fang Xiu understood the key to breaking the game.

At this time, his body was almost transparent, almost invisible.

But he didn't panic at all, but calmly stretched out his right hand and touched the Kunlun mirror.

Seeing this, Kunlun Maggot couldn't help laughing: "Hahaha...you don't want to prevent the Kunlun Mirror from changing the past, do you?

Do you think you are me?

Even if the Ghost God wants to control the Kunlun Mirror, it still depends on its mood. I can control the Kunlun Mirror because I was born because of it. What about you?Why do you..."

Kunlun Maggot's laughter stopped abruptly. He looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief, and his voice began to tremble.

"This...this is impossible! Absolutely impossible!!"

I saw that Fang Xiu's right hand had passed through the surface of the Kunlun mirror without hindrance, and entered the mirror.

Fang Xiu's mouth formed a sinister smile: "Bloody, everything is possible."

That's right, relying on his wife's virtualization, he penetrated into the ancient artifact, the Kunlun mirror, and even entered the long river of time through the Kunlun mirror.

In his current cognition, no one has any existence that can block the virtualization, and the Kunlun mirror is no exception, and even the mysterious and eerie river of time is no exception.

His hand passed through the Kunlun mirror, across the long river of time, like Kunlun maggots, and came to the rental house where he crossed.

Suddenly, he lifted the blur, his fingertips cracked, blood was wanton, and then he wrote on the ceiling... Don't let them know that you can see! !

With a few strokes, the blood, driven by its own power, instantly turned into words all over the ceiling.

When Fang Xiu finished writing the last word, his body that was about to disappear solidified again.

"Impossible!!" Kunlun Maggot roared in disbelief: "Without the protection of the Kunlun Mirror, how can you not be affected by the long river of time, and you can leave your writing in the past!"

"Maybe it's because I'm always swimming in the river of time?"

Kunlun Maggot was taken aback for a moment, not understanding what Fang Xiu meant. How could anyone in this world be able to swim in the river of time.

However, he didn't have time to think about it, and he was so angry that he hurriedly shot, desperately trying to erase the blood on the ceiling, but Fang Xiu naturally wouldn't let him succeed.

The two began to wrestle with time.

The Kunlun maggot with the Kunlun mirror is like a person who rides a small boat on the sea, while Fang Xiu is a person who has gained rich swimming experience and swam in the sea by virtue of his many deaths.

The two sides continued to wrestle, and the blood on the ceiling would disappear for a while and appear for a while.

And "Fang Xiu" in the picture also woke up at this time.

Coincidentally, this moment is when the scarlet characters still exist.

"Fang Xiu" looked at the blood writing on the ceiling with a dazed expression.

"What's going on? Who wrote on the ceiling of my house?"

"Don't... don't... let them know, can you see?"

He subconsciously read out the densely packed bloody text on the ceiling.

"No!!!" Kunlun Maggot let out a stern roar, and Fang Xiu also achieved his goal, no longer wrestling with Kunlun Maggot.

Thus, the bloody characters were erased by Kunlun maggots.

Reflected in the eyes of "Fang Xiu", that is, he just finished reading the words in blood, and then the words disappeared miraculously.

In reality, Fang Xiu's body was completely condensed and returned to its original state.

At this time, he also realized that the blood writing on the ceiling was actually written by himself, and the reason why the blood writing disappeared was the Kunlun maggot.

Who would have thought that the morning that I just traveled through time seemed ordinary, but behind it was such a dangerous struggle that spanned the long river of time to love you.

The last battle of consciousness with Zhou Qingfeng made him understand that it was not Zhou Qingfeng who wrote the bloody words. At that time, he thought it could only be one of those two beings, but thinking about it now, he ignored himself.

No one can leave their handwriting under the watchful eyes of those two beings, except myself in the chess game......

The angry Kunlun Maggot was unwilling to give up and wanted to cause trouble, but Fang Xiu didn't give him another chance, and instead dived directly into the Kunlun Mirror.

His figure manifests above the long river of time.

The river was rushing, the tides of the years, the changing world, the vicissitudes of life, the rotation of the sun and the moon, and the waves carrying all kinds of power kept hitting him.

But they couldn't shake him at all, as if he didn't exist, he completely transcended time and was not affected by time at all.

Steady as Mount Tai, standing proudly on the long river of time.

Not far away, the Kunlun Maggot driving the Kunlun Mirror looked at Fang Xiu in shock.

"You...you, you...you can stand on the long river of time without any protection, how is this possible!?"

"I said that with virtualization, everything is possible." Fang Xiu said calmly.