Chapter 839 Confirmation
Got his secret of turning back time?
Yan Chixia and Zuo Shi Sun Junlin are both strong men who have experienced the world for a long time. At this time, they also have the feeling of listening to the heavenly book. The things they have experienced in reality have become completely different in the other party's mouth. For example, when I was young, I went to the alley and bought a candy man. After returning home, I was told that there was an invasion of evil spirits on the way, heroes took action, there were fierce battles, and there were touching emotional stories. In the end, everything calmed down and everything seemed fine. Happened without leaving any trace. To itself, this can only be a story.
The Foolish Monk didn't say anything. It seemed that Meng Qi knew that he was carrying the "Ksitigarbha Soul Crossing Sutra", which made him slightly shaken. He didn't dare to tell the truth, but he was also not sure whether the leader of the Cangtian Sect had another purpose in weaving this story.
Seeing everyone's silence, Meng Qi did not reveal the secret of turning back time. Instead, he recounted several different developments, such as the various ways in which Ning Caichen and Nie Xiaoqian met.
This made several people present look at each other. If it was a made-up story, how could the details be so detailed? It completely matched everyone's personality and way of speaking, making them feel like they had indirectly met another version of themselves!
I'm afraid this can't be made up out of thin air, right?
In other words, the other party's deductive calculations are extremely terrifying, so what method did he use to deceive himself and others that it was not good and he had to use this method?
While they were in shock and confusion, Meng Qi put his hands on his back, looked up at the vast and deep starry sky, and sighed slightly: "After a few times, I discovered that little friend Nangong was not from this world, but came from the outside world and came with some kind of connection. The void creates the body, and because of this, he can turn back time within a limited range.”
"Creation from the void, turning back time..." Du Qingqing murmured to himself. He and Brother Chong had known each other for a long time, so why didn't they realize that he had such an ability that was more powerful than gods and demons?
Is he the incarnation of the Creator? Just when Yan Chixia and others were shocked, temporarily forgetting to distinguish between true and false, and making guesses one after another, Meng Qi said calmly: "So, my Yuan Shen escaped and replaced the 'Cangtian' with 'Huangtian', Following the qi connection coming from Nangong Xiaoyou, he penetrated the barrier and traveled to his world. "
ah? Yan Chixia and Zuo Shi Sun Junlin opened their mouths little by little. They didn't expect that the "story" would take such a turn!
Penetrate the barrier and descend in reverse? This completely exceeded their imagination and was stranger than any story they had ever heard before. Who could make up such a story without personal experience?
Du Qingqing, Ning Caichen and Nie Xiaoqian were even more confused and confused, as if they were listening to unprecedented storytelling.
"Amitabha, what did the donor know in that world?" The foolish monk finally spoke.
It was his style not to lie about what was true or false, so after being repeatedly shocked, he chose to inquire in detail and judge the truth from clues.
Meng Qi withdrew his gaze, his eyes were deep and his expression was leisurely: "Little friend Nangong lives in a world completely different from ours. He follows the path of craftsmanship, exploring the world, summarizing the rules, and then using the rules to create foreign objects, and replenish himself to improve his physical fitness. and longevity.”
"They already have fleets that can travel across the Milky Way and destroy the stars, and their daily lives are much more convenient than the mortals in our world: they have telephone networks to communicate with each other, and distances thousands of miles away are as close as ears; north, south, east, and west, there are For those who fly on airplanes, the ends of the earth are just a matter of time for a feast..."
Du Qingqing and others listened with rapt attention. This was completely different from their own living conditions, and it was very thought-provoking. Moreover, what the other party said had a nose and eyes, with detailed details, as if it were real. It is difficult to achieve this by just relying on imagination!
Is there such a strange and bizarre place in the world? Is there such a convenient and comfortable life?
After briefly describing the world where Nangong Chong lived, Meng Qi raised his lips slightly and changed the subject: "The place where I came was the home of Nangong Chong, and I found him playing a game called "Black Mountain Old Demon"."
"Game?" Everyone except the foolish monk blurted out.
They all understand the meaning of "game", but now it sounds like it has a different meaning, and the name is "Black Mountain Old Demon"!
"Just like an eagle catching a chicken is also called a game, Black Mountain Old Demon uses our world as a reference to form a fantasy world, allowing players to immerse themselves in it and choose to play different roles such as 'eagle' or 'chicken'. Nangong Xiaoyou's role "It's Young Hero Nangong Chong." Meng Qi gave a brief explanation, letting everyone understand what the "Black Mountain Old Demon" game is.
"Since it is an illusion, why can we see it and interact with it?" Yan Chixia asked with a frown.
Meng Qi nodded lightly: "I was also very strange at the time, but after investigation, I found the problem. Unlike others who were in the illusion, little friend Nangong came directly to our world, and this came from a mysterious fragment, from Another force."
Without saying much, he raised his right hand, drew a circle in the air, and played the "video" of his conversation with Wu Youming.
"The Empress is coming in reverse?" Zuo Shi, Yan Chixia and Du Qingqing were first concerned about this point. Yu Monk also looked solemn because Wu Youming said it clearly and logically, even though he and others did not understand what virtual reality is. Technology, but the illusion is still clear, and the whole thing can be judged whether it is possible!
Meng Qi's image changed again. It was about the time when he took Nangong Chong into Cangqiong Games Company and had a fierce battle with the Empress. Yan Chixia and others could see that their breathing was slightly heavy, because they recognized that it was indeed the Empress!
"Later, I used the power of that world country to destroy the game company, but the empress had returned early, the whereabouts of the mysterious fragments were unknown, the special device was completely destroyed, and only the message from the old monster of Montenegro could be seen." Meng Qi finally showed He wrote the bloody text, "Because of this, time in our world has returned to normal. Little Friend Nangong can no longer come, and his body naturally disappears."
"In other words, Brother Chong is not dead?" Du Qingqing grasped the most important point of concern, with an expression that seemed both resentful and surprised, and she was inclined to believe it.
At this time, Sun Junlin, the Zuo envoy, suddenly realized: "Sect Master, what you showed grandma earlier came from that world. Was it an attempt made by a player in a fantasy world?"
He was not disappointed because the sect master failed to "know it beforehand". If this matter were true, the sect master would have replaced the blue sky with Huang Tian, and the soul would have escaped from this world and traveled to the outer world. He would have surpassed all the current great masters and directly pursued the gods. Demon makes people more awe-inspiring!
"Of course." Meng Qi's green shirt fluttered slightly.
No wonder! I have always wondered where the sect leader knew about my grandma's past and present lives, and thought he could touch the realm of gods and demons, but now it's not bad! Sun Junlin's doubts were cleared up at first, and then he frowned: "But isn't that an illusion? Why did grandma say that she had had a similar dream?"
This makes Yu Seng, Yan Chixia and others also feel conflicted.
Meng Qi said relaxedly and calmly: "I have been to a place once. The scene was the same, but different people could see different things, and the key things could not be touched. The reason is that this place is special, higher than the ordinary world, and contains everyone What an individual sees manifests itself differently depending on the person, and does not touch the true body. However, the positive and negative directions of yin and yang are the ultimate principles of heaven and earth. If they can act, they can have the opposite effect. If they do not touch the true body, it does not mean that they cannot affect the true body. There were indeed changes at that time that allowed the true body to change. The coffin is open."
"This is similar. The illusion is derived from the ontology. The things in the illusion will change due to different choices of each person. They are different from the ontology. This difference can be transmitted back to the ontology through positive and negative effects. Of course, the impact will not be big. At most, it can cause dreams, and those with strong minds won’t even have dreams.”
Ning Caichen heard this half-understood and said in astonishment: "I often have weird dreams but I can't remember the content. Is it because of this?"
"If that's the case, sometimes the derivation of things in the illusion can help us 'know beforehand'." Meng Qi gave Ning Caichen a sympathetic look.
Yan Chixia eliminated one doubt, but another one quickly appeared: "If they can control time to go back, wouldn't they be able to kill us at will?"
If you can’t kill him in the present, go back to the past!
Meng Qi walked with his hands behind his back: "Not to mention that they can only go back in time to a limited extent. As far as I know, those who reach the 'other shore' as mentioned in Buddhism can indeed be everywhere in the past, present and future. We warriors must not judge others by ourselves. "
"Amitabha, what the donor said is true." With the inheritance of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, the foolish monk is no stranger to the "other shore" realm. He clasped his hands together, looked at Meng Qi, and said seriously, "The donor wants me to join forces with you to fight against the Empress and Montenegro. Old demon?"
"It is about the rise and fall of this world, how can I sit back and watch?" Meng Qi nodded slightly, confirming the foolish monk's guess.
Before the foolish monk could answer, Yan Chixia said solemnly: "I still don't quite believe it."
This is too mysterious! He suspected that it was a lie concocted by the Cangtian Sect leader in order to win over Master Yuseng.
Not only him, but even the foolish monk and the leftist envoy couldn't believe it!
Meng Qi said calmly: "If you don't believe it, the soul can leave the body, and I will send you to that world to travel around."
this? The pupils of Yan Chixia and others shrank at the same time. How could he send people there? Is this true?
"Master is watching, so you don't have to worry about me doing anything." Meng Qi added.
Yan Chixia's expression changed constantly. Before she could speak, Du Qingqing stepped forward and said anxiously: "Senior, can you send this little girl to see Brother Chong?"
"When you first enter the location, if your soul is not solid, you will turn into a lonely ghost in the past, dissipating quickly and unable to return." Meng Qi shook his head.
Du Qingqing was disappointed and tears fell down.
Yan Chixia and Yu Monk looked at each other and when he nodded, she gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, I'll give it a try."
So he sat cross-legged and entered deep concentration, and his soul slowly left his body.
At this time, everyone saw that Meng Qi's eyes were getting deeper and deeper, and star lines were protruding, as if they contained a bright and inexplicable starry sky.
Deep in the starry sky, the darkness is so dim that it is impossible to distinguish, but the source of everything comes from here!
"Huang Tian is standing?" Zuo Zhi opened his eyes wide and was excited.
Meng Qi moved his hand, and the surrounding area suddenly became pitch black, without any light left, as if a gap appeared that swallowed up the light and everything.
At this moment, in the eyes of Zuo Shi, Du Qingqing and others, Meng Qi looked like a god and a demon!
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Back home, Nangong Chong felt extremely tired and just wanted to fall asleep, so he took off his clothes, walked into the bathroom, and chose to take a shower.
Amidst the sound of rushing water, he felt much more relaxed, and his fatigue and tension seemed to have been washed away a lot.
Alas, it’s finally over...
Just when Nangong Chong turned off the shower, a dark wind blew up, making him shiver.
"Young Hero Nangong." A familiar voice suddenly reached his ears.
Nangong Chong was stunned for a moment, his eyes widened, and he saw a blurry figure appearing in front of him, it was Yan Chixia!
"I'll go, here comes another one..." Nangong Chong opened his mouth wide and looked at the "ghost" opposite him blankly, feeling a little confused about where he was.
Suddenly, he came back to his senses, thinking that he was still naked, and hurriedly wrapped himself in a bathrobe. Feeling ashamed and annoyed, he asked in a low voice: "Master Yan, have you penetrated me too?"
"Yes, it was the Cangtian Sect leader who helped. He asked me to find Young Hero Nangong to confirm the truth of the matter." Yan Chixia answered honestly, "I have no physical support. I will stay for a quarter of an hour at most and ask Young Hero Nangong to help me."
Nangong Chong secretly gritted his teeth and forced a smile on his face:
"This junior will take the hero to go online!"
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After finally getting rid of Yan Chixia, he returned to the bathroom, sat on the toilet, relieved the pressure, and cursed: "Is it over yet? My house is not a transit station!"
Before he finished speaking, the dark wind rose again, and an old monk appeared in front of him.
Nangong Chong's expression suddenly became dull. He sat on the toilet and subconsciously saluted:
"Master Foolish Monk..."