The male god, he is handsome and cracks the sky [Quick time travel]

last world 2

so...

Zhou Bai closed his eyes, he didn't know if he understood or let out a long sigh of relief.

Or, rather, both?

He waited for the crushing pain of his body and the tearing sensation of consciousness to slowly fade away from his body, and gradually subsided into a slow and continuous labor pain, then slowly opened his eyes.

This is a cold cave.

Rather than being simple, it is more appropriate to describe it as simple.

There are obvious traces of sword energy on the cold and white stone wall. It opens and closes, sharp as when it was first engraved. As if cut by a sword, only near the inside of the cave is a recess similar to that used for rest.

A cool glimmer of light shines in through the long and narrow cave passage, and some floating light and shadows are reflected on the cold stone wall, illuminating this unpopular place a little bit, while other parts of the cave are blurred. Amidst the bleak shadows, only the looming outline remained silent in the darkness.

This familiar yet unfamiliar scene seemed to trigger a certain switch in Zhou Bai's heart. The memories he thought he had long forgotten surged in like a torrent, almost making his heart stop.

Zhou Bai lowered his eyes, pressed his palms on the stone wall beside him, propped himself up with difficulty, and sat up.

The extremely cold touch penetrates into the texture of the skin and penetrates deep into the bone marrow.

Zhou Bai withdrew his palm and looked at the stone wall beside him.

It obviously protrudes from the surrounding walls and is integrated with the ground below him. Its texture is like ice jade, and it glows with light blue fluorescence in the dark, but what is not commensurate with its quiet beauty is , the terrifying absolute coldness released by it could inevitably be affected even by Zhou Bai's strength, let alone other weaker monks.

"This is that Hanshi?" Xiaobai asked curiously in his ear, "Is that one of your adventures?"

Zhou Bai didn't answer, but just lowered his head and stroked the cold stone again.

Yes, this was indeed one of his adventures.

As the child of destiny of the entire plane, even when practicing retreat, he can encounter secret treasures that others can never imagine.Closing his eyes, he could even see the original self clenching his teeth, trembling, lying here with his eyes closed and practicing.

What an irony.

Zhou Bai put his palm on the stone glowing with blue light again, feeling the strong power of law along with the biting chill rushing into his meridians crazily along his palm.The color of the stone under his palm became lighter and lighter, and finally the light disappeared, turning into a dull gray color.When Zhou Bai took his hand away again, the cold stone that exuded a sense of coldness had already become an ordinary stone, and then shattered into ashes as he raised his palm.

At the beginning, I just used this cold stone as a tool to assist in cultivation, and didn't know the real power contained in it, but now... Zhou Bai felt the power gradually filling in his body, and showed a faint smile.

Everything is different.

He stood up and walked towards the entrance of the grotto.

The line of sight gradually became wider, the light shining into the cave entrance became clearer, and the flowing air brought a fresh breath outside the cave entrance.

Finally, he stood at the entrance of the cave.

The almost vertical mountain wall is steep and precipitous, and there is an abyss at the foot. The towering and undulating mountains in the distance extend to the sky, and the strange peaks and rocks are hidden in the lush and lush jungle. Roaring and rushing between the rocks, his robe sleeves were blown up, and the long black hair was blown up by the wind, disturbing his vision.

Zhou Bai raised his hand, put the hair that blocked his sight behind his ears, and stared straight at the distant mountain.

It is no longer a jagged mountain peak covered in scorched black ash, spreading a suffocating dead air. In the mountain rocks shrouded in clouds and mist, you can faintly see long stone steps extending into the clouds, exquisite and amazing. Daotai looms in the verdant greenery, and it seems to be shrouded by auspicious clouds and swords from a distance.

Sword Sect.

Zhou Bai's eyes were as deep as water, and he chewed these two words carefully between the tip of his tongue, as if he wanted to chew it into pieces before swallowing it.

He already knew what time period he was in the moment he woke up.

When he was about to break through the Nascent Soul stage, he decided to retreat and cultivate. After opening a simple grotto on the steep rock wall with sword energy, he accidentally discovered this cold stone buried in the rocks for tens of thousands of years, and Aware of its benefits to his own cultivation, he started two Jiazi's cleansing practice, and passed out when he broke through the distraction stage, becoming the youngest distraction power in the entire Sword Sect.

And at this time, it is... the moment when everything begins.

Zhou Bai withdrew his palm casually at the entrance of the cave with a normal expression, and a deep palm print appeared on the hard stone wall.

"Aren't you already able to receive the plot of this plane?" He suddenly asked, although it was a question, but it was in an affirmative tone.

"I'm ready to accept the plot."

"...Well" Xiaobai was silent for a while, and replied: "It's possible, but the plot of this plane has been tampered with too many times, so what I can receive now is only the original one here. The original plot is the original plot that has not been disturbed by other factors..."

And the rest of them... it just heard vague generalizations when it was a branch of the system, and didn't know the specific details.

Xiao Bai looked at Zhou Bai with some shame, regretting why he hadn't been more careful when he checked the files.However, to its surprise, after hearing what it said, Zhou Bai raised the corners of his lips, revealing a smile of unknown meaning.

"It's enough." The smile on the corners of Zhou Bai's lips gradually widened, and the depths of his pupils seemed to be filled with deep blackness, "I have personally experienced those tampered plots one by one, and I don't need you to repeat them to me. On the contrary, it's the most primitive plot, which I don't know at all."

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A narrow talisman suddenly broke into the room, and then flew inward at lightning speed.

A hand that was between old and young raised slightly, and the spell obediently stuck to his fingertips.

It was a middle-aged man with a fairy style, wearing a white Taoist robe with fluttering sleeves, he looked young, but he had snow-white hair, and his eyes were shining with an extremely deep look, as if he had experienced Frost and years.

This is the second elder of Jianzong, whose dao name is Qingyuan. He is the oldest and highest-cultivated power among the Qing generation. He has stagnated in the tenth level of distraction for 400 years.

He frowned, and looked at the spell carefully. Then, as if Qing Yuan saw something unbelievable, his usually calm face seemed to split open suddenly, and his eyes widened.

After half a cup of tea, he released the talisman with a blank face, and then, then the light-colored talisman spontaneously ignited in mid-air, leaving no trace of ashes behind.

Qing Yuan couldn't believe his eyes.

His apprentice, Xu Bai, has only been in retreat for two years, and he left with a level of distraction? ? ? ?

——He is probably the youngest monk in the distraction stage in the entire cultivation world.