On the top of the mountain, there is a hidden and strange land surrounded by a sea of clouds. There is no trace of anyone, and only pieces of time forgotten by the world can be seen floating in the air.
Time City.
A huge sundial is bathed in the light of the world, and is maintained by a robot. The strange breath of life in it has dissipated, which represents the successful birth of the Son of Light.
In the reception room in the city, there is a round table with two people sitting opposite each other. There are three plates of snacks and a pot of scented tea on the table.
After pouring the cup seventy percent full and pushing it in front of the invited guests, the Lord of Time City spoke:
"Innocent flower tea, you haven't had it for a while."
As an old father, the Time City Lord was so worried about his poor young man that he even did not hesitate to use favors to avert the disaster for him.
"Isn't it obvious?"
Lin Chongyang, who was sitting opposite, was not polite. He picked up the tea cup and took a sip of scented tea, feeling the slight bitterness and sweetness in the entrance, as well as the rich power of time.
The Lord of Time City also took a sip of scented tea and sighed: "If you were born in Time City, this problem would not exist."
"Senior, you are joking." Lin Chongyang put the tea cup back on the table.
"Then I'll get straight to the point. I invite you here this time because I hope you can bring that shabby young man from my family back to Confucianism."
The Lord of Time City, who was holding a cup of tea, slowly opened his mouth and revealed the purpose of inviting the other party to come to Time City:
"Po Young Man is a young man of light who absorbed the essence of the sun from the sundial and spent thousands of years to accumulate it. He was born to be the Chief of Time, and his status is extremely noble.
His destiny is closely related to time, and he can sense the passage of time, but as a body of pure soul, he has no soul. Only by obtaining the soul crown can he move out of the time city.
Today is the day when he is awarded the title of Soul and becomes a Dial Master. "
A long time ago, before he was even born, he had arranged everything for the future of his broken boy.
He can't easily interfere in human affairs. Whether he can succeed or not depends on today.
Lin Chongyang turned to look in the direction of the sundial and said, "He is only nineteen years old this year. In our eyes, he is no different from a baby. Are you sure you want to do this, senior?"
"If I don't do anything, he may find his own death next year, and I will need to deal with the aftermath by then. Instead of doing this, it would be better for everyone to solve the problem at the root."
The Lord of Time City sighed lightly. If it weren't for the restriction of the Soul Crown, the boy would have gone out to play a few years ago.
Immediately, I heard his conversation change: "If possible, I would like him to become your disciple."
"It's a pity that I no longer accept disciples, and I will disappoint my seniors."
At that time in Wenyi Jingwei, Lin Chongyang unexpectedly received a letter from the Lord of Time City, so he came to Shuli Mountain from the north.
He had anticipated what was happening when he received the letter.
Lin Chongyang's immediate reaction was also within the Time City Lord's plan. He chuckled and said:
"It's enough to have a master and a disciple. It doesn't matter whether you have a title or not. Anyway, you have taught a lot of people before, right?"
"What does senior want me to teach him?" Lin Chongyang didn't agree, but he didn't refuse either.
"Let me think about it." City Lord Time was half relieved: "Teach him how to behave, do things, and teach him martial arts."
Lin Chongyang picked up the tea cup again: "Senior, I haven't agreed yet."
"How about just treating it as a request from senior? Or for the sake of Time Tree, you should know about his troublesome things."
"Since senior knew that it was a bad thing, he still pushed him to me."
"There is a saying, as the saying goes, a strict teacher will make a good disciple. I am in Time City, and there is no one else I can turn to."
The Time City Lord spoke in a very relaxed tone, because he knew that the other party would not refuse, otherwise he would not have said those words. If the other party wanted to refuse, just write him a reply directly.
"Of course, I don't want you to work in vain. Ordinary people have to be apprentices first, and the young boy is no exception."
Lin Chongyang was noncommittal: "He has already started practicing martial arts?"
"Because the broken boy has the heart of time contained in the sundial, he can use the time sword technique that is famous for its speed. If he uses time, he can surpass the speed of time."
Regarding this broken boy of his own, the Lord of Time City had considerable confidence in him from the moment he was born.
The premise is that he doesn't seek death on his own and doesn't make others worry.
Lin Chongyang's focus is: "Why swordsmanship?"
"I don't know, this is the path he chose."
"So there is no swordsmanship in Time City? Or, if he had chosen a sword at that time, what senior was talking about today would have been time swordsmanship?"
"With your level of cultivation, there should be no difference between hundreds of weapons in your hands."
Correspondingly, the Time City Lord also has considerable confidence in the person in front of him. The cause and effect of time cannot be broken by ordinary people. Changes in the past and present will be reflected in the future.
"..." Lin Chongyang put down the tea cup: "But the sword is easier to use."
"Swords, guns, and bows are the four major mainstreams in the world today. The only thing missing in your hand is the sword." The Lord of Time City said firmly.
As for the Underworld Sword and Bow, although it could indeed be taken apart and used as a pair of swords, he didn't think it could be regarded as a sword.
If not, the person in front of you will take it out and try it.
However, the fact is that this man has even tried a bow in the battle that killed Tai Xi Shenzhao in the past. Therefore, he thinks that it is not a problem for the other party to give guidance to the young man in martial arts.
If the other party can't do it, then no one can do this whole predicament.
Not to mention other aspects, Confucianism is much more reliable than Guangshi Academy.
"What do you mean, senior?" Chief Lin asked knowingly.
In the misery, it was the custom to give away weapons when things got tough, and if that didn't work, give away martial arts secret books. Even he himself was mostly given weapons, and of course there were also a lot of secret books given away.
"Well, this sword is an ancient weapon that I have treasured for many years. It can be used as a tool for young people to study."
The Lord of Time City fluttered his sleeves and robes, and a long knife appeared out of thin air and landed on the table between the two of them. At the same time, pieces of snowflakes fell from the sky. The surrounding temperature dropped rapidly, and the air turned into ice, leaving an inch-thick white layer. Frost quickly covered the table and spread outwards.
At this time, I heard a young voice coming from the outside: "What are you studying for? Now that I have the Soul Crown, I can freely enter and leave Time City from today on, right?"
Before he finished speaking, he saw a handsome young man step in. He had four strange eyebrows on his forehead, his silver hair was tied into a high ponytail, and he was wearing a black and white plaid knight's uniform.
He is exactly what the Lord of Time calls the broken boy - the best time.
At the age of nineteen, he finally graduated from the Academy of Light, was awarded the Soul Crown, and became a Sundial Master. From now on, he would no longer be restricted and could freely enter and leave the Time City to see the world under the mountain that he longed for.
The young man who stepped inside shivered and looked directly at the source of the change:
"Hiss, it's so cold, old man, why did you take out this knife?"
If he remembered correctly, this sword was usually thrown in the sea of clouds behind the Time City. It was something that everyone hated. He even took a look at it when he was choosing a weapon before practicing martial arts.
Then, I gave up decisively.
