All Heavens: Starting from Douluo

"Yes, that's right."

"To convince you that this is not fake."

"Take you as an example."

"Let me give you an assumption."

"If you become an eighth-level cultivator, or a cultivator above the eighth level, you will 100% gain two fixed realm talents."

"The first talent is called... One certificate, one eternal certificate!"

"That is to say, you are an Eighth Realm powerhouse in this life. Even if you die, as long as it is a natural death and not killed by other Eighth Realm cultivators, when you reincarnate, you will definitely be able to reach the Eighth Realm in your next life. In addition, you will gradually awaken your past life memories during the process of recultivation. This is also another form of immortality."

"The second talent is called... swimming upstream!"

"This river is the River of Time, or the River of Years. You can go back to any time point in the past, or even to the future, through this river. Even if another Eighth Realm cultivator wants to kill you in the past, you can still descend to that period and stop this Eighth Realm cultivator. You can even go back to the past and change what has already happened. It's just that this action will cost a huge amount of mana, and the talent required is extremely high."

"Suppose you spent ten years to become a tribulation-crossing monk."

"If you want to go back in time."

"Go back to the original time point."

"That is to say, you only need to cross more than 20 years to go back to the past. In this process, the pressure you will bear will be very small because this calculation method doubles it."

"Assuming that the first step consumes all the mana of a Nascent Soul cultivator, then your second step will consume the mana of two Nascent Soul cultivators, and your third step will consume the mana of four Nascent Soul cultivators. The fourth step will consume eight, the fifth step will consume sixteen, the sixth step will consume thirty-two, the seventh step will consume sixty-four, and the eighth step will consume one hundred and twenty-eight... and you will have to take more than twenty steps in succession to get back."

“You can imagine how difficult it is.”

"And this value is superimposed over time."

"The cost of walking for twenty years is definitely different from the cost of walking for forty years... The total cost of walking for twenty years may not be as much as the cost of walking forty steps in forty years."

"Look at the world."

"Which cultivator can achieve the goal in a hundred years?"

"Those monks who have survived the tribulation for a thousand years are rare."

“I have to admit that it is difficult.”

Lin Chaoci's words did not dampen Bi Yao's enthusiasm, not to mention that after he finished speaking, Lin Chaoci used the method of provoking her to pour a pot of hot oil on her: "In fact, we can change our thinking... When your realm is high enough, you will find that humans are actually very simple and easy to understand creatures. They are nothing more than a body and a soul with memories... Therefore, even if a person is dead, you can just create an identical body, or even an identical bloodline, and then grab someone, extract her soul, wash away her memories, and implant your memories of your mother into her, so that she believes that you are her daughter and she is your mother... As long as you believe it, no one will doubt her. She is your mother, a mother who exists in your impression... At most, this method is inhumane, but if you don't have the ability to cross the long river of time, this is also a method."

"impossible!"

"Fake is fake after all!"

"I want...are you trying to provoke me?"

Bi Yao yelled at Lin Chaoci subconsciously.

However, he only yelled twice.

Soon, Biyao realized the problem.

Looking at Lin Chaoci, I didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

She raised her tender little white hand and pointed at Lin Chaoci's nose angrily. The golden bell wrapped around her wrist made a crisp sound. After a moment of stalemate, she finally put her hand down on her own initiative, lowered her head and looked at the watermelon in her hand. She was silent for five or six minutes before she took a big spoonful.

Put it in your mouth and chew it hard.

Then swallow it, your lips become red and your teeth become white.

She said proudly, "Forget it. Since the watermelon you gave me tastes delicious, I won't pursue the matter of you using provocation... Also, don't underestimate me. I am very ambitious. If I do something, I will do it to the best of my ability... Thank you for telling me so much. Just assume that what you said is true. I am determined to become a tribulation-crossing cultivator. Even if it takes a lot of hardships, I will cross the long river of time!"

"Good ambition!"

Lin Chaoci gave a thumbs up.

Praise Biyao.

Bi Yao was almost made to faint from anger.

Bi Yao stretched out her hand in anger, patted Lin Chaoci's arm, and said fiercely: "Don't use provocation again, it's enough... Speaking of which, you have a lot of good things in your hands, and you even know something about this kind of thing that I have never heard of. Tell me the truth, tell me honestly, are you some kind of great tribulation master, so you know so much about this, and even know about crossing the long river of time?"

"That's right."

“But there are still differences.”

"You wanted to cross the long river of time to save my mother-in-law, and I crossed the long river of time to save the girl in the future who died for saving me. Well, you died under the sword of Zhu Xian at that time. It was a very tragic death. The love curse was used, and your soul flew away. In the end, I only left a corner of your green shirt and the Hehuan Bell you hold now. You lived a happy life with another Taoist partner. By the way, I also want to kill someone..."

"Hey, hey, hey, no, no, calm down."

"Put down the sad flower."

"I made that up, okay?"

"I'm just talking nonsense, okay?"

"How come you don't have any sense of humor?"

Seeing Bi Yao grinding her teeth and showing the sad flower on her wrist, Lin Chaoci quickly grabbed Bi Yao's wrist, changed the subject, admitted his mistake at the speed of light, and ended the occasional happy time.

It’s mainly because the mentality of people who enjoy having fun occasionally awakens.

A minor spoiler.

It's really interesting.

However, there is a chance that something might go wrong.

Fortunately, he controlled it in time.

Lin Chaoci thought so and looked at Bi Yao who gradually gave up the idea of ​​taking action. He breathed a sigh of relief and loosened his grip on her wrist.

He didn't notice Bi Yao's little action of hiding her hands behind her back, nor did he notice Bi Yao's red earlobes, and he took a spoonful of watermelon.

Then, he looked at Wen Bolin and others.

Seeing Cuiyu Xiaotan waking up while Wen Bolin and the others were still in meditation, he waved to Cuiyu Xiaotan and produced a large watermelon from the air. The three of them sat in a row, eating the watermelons and waiting, while also looking down at the Black Water Dragon who was unilaterally teaching the yellow bird a lesson outside. The saying "You can see far when you stand high" was indeed true.

More than ten minutes passed.

Bi Yao, who was absent-minded, put down the watermelon in her hand, burped without any pretense, and asked with a squinting look, "Are you sure you really don't want the second volume of the Heavenly Book, which I wrote myself?"

"If you're willing to write it, I can keep it for myself."

Lin Chaoci stretched his waist.

He smiled slowly.