Chapter 141 The long river of time

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I saw that the token was about the size of a palm, and it was all green, like emerald. There are dots of silver stars scattered throughout, which are dazzling, and in the center, a hollow Yin-Yang Bagua diagram is rotating slightly.

"Why does this token look so familiar?" Liangchen stared at the token, thinking quickly in his mind.

"Meng'er!" He suddenly thought of the token in Meng'er's hand.

Although the two tokens are slightly different, their shapes and materials look exactly the same. They are both made of sapphire with starlight and a hollow center.

It's just that the center of Meng'er's token is an octagonal flywheel rudder, and the center of the current token is the Yin-Yang Bagua diagram.

From this point of view, there must be some mysterious connection between the two, and they may even come from the same person or the same organization.

"Could this person be the young man who was saved by Meng'er?" Liangchen thought of Meng'er's experiences, and then thought of the scene when he visited Shiwanda Mountain, and his brain couldn't help but start to work rapidly again.

In the next scene, watching the legendary figure appear on the high platform, the legendary token was displayed in front of them. No one from the hall or the Accord made an offer. Instead, they were all whispering to each other.

After only a few breaths, the discussion became louder and louder, and someone was pushed to stand up by the people next to him.

"Fairy! It's not that we don't believe in the credibility and strength of the Qize League Chamber of Commerce, it's just that the so-called traveling through time and space to control time is too weird and ridiculous! So I have two doubts that need to be proved by the fairy." The strong man in green said loudly .

This person is a body refiner, but he is only in the Golden Core realm, but many people around him recognize him. It turns out that this person has been hanging around major shops and auctions all year round, and is a well-known pimp who specializes in various speculative and flip-flopping businesses. Few people know his real name, but because of his tall stature and sly eyebrows, everyone calls him Big Rat.

At this moment, being provoked by friends around him, he naturally wanted to speak up for everyone.

"Please speak to this distinguished guest." The fairy in white took one look and felt that he looked familiar. He immediately thought that this person was one of the most active people in the hall.

"The first question is, how to prove that this person is the messenger of the Temple of Time?" The strong man in green pointed at the white-robed man, slowly said the first question in his mind, and then looked at the reincarnation order in the fairy's hand and said:

"Secondly, how can we prove that he has the ability to control time and make people go back to the past?"

"yes."

"Big Quishu is right!"

"Please ask the fairy to clear up the confusion!"

"..."

These two questions expressed the thoughts of most of the monks present, and they immediately gained unanimous support from everyone.

"I would like to invite two immortals." The fairy in white was not angry and said with a smile.

Accompanied by the sound, an old man in black robes and a scholar in linen slowly walked onto the high platform.

The two people came on stage and bowed their hands to the audience. They were Ma Xianren and Lu Xianren.

"The two of us can vouch for this person's identity. He is undoubtedly the leader of the Temple of Time!" Immortal Ma said directly.

"The Palm Stringer once used the magic power of time to treat the four seasons as one day and day and night as one moment. We have both seen each other with our own eyes." Deer Immortal also spoke in agreement.

After hearing the personal confirmation from the two famous ancestors of the gods in Qizawa, the strong man in green was immediately stunned and could no longer utter a word of doubt.

As two island owners, they would definitely not lie.

But because the Temple of Time is too mysterious, everyone still has too many doubts.

Without seeing definite evidence or providing convincing enough reasons, although it was inconvenient for everyone to question, no one wanted to participate in the auction.

The scene suddenly became deserted again.

Seeing this scene in front of him, the man in white robe who had been silent finally moved again, and he raised his hands towards the two island owners:

"I would like to thank the two island owners for guaranteeing me, and also thank the Qizeze League Chamber of Commerce for their trust, but if I don't show off today, it will definitely be difficult to convince the public."

"That friend who questioned me earlier, would you like to go on stage and experience the journey of time?"

The person playing the instrument sounds a little deep, as if he is a middle-aged man.

Hearing this, the big kuishu, who had already sat back down, was stunned for a moment, and suddenly looked hesitant. However, he saw countless expectant looks from all around, and several acquaintances beside him were still hesitating and pushing him. , after thinking for a moment, he stood up with a decisive look on his face.

"There's nothing I dare not try!"

"Being able to show up on this stage will be enough for me to brag about for the rest of my life!" Big Quishu said with a grin, his cheeks flushed.

"Please invite this distinguished guest to come to the stage." Seeing this, the fairy in white pointed one hand and motioned for him to come on stage.

The big kuisu jumped up and arrived at the fairy's side. Then he bowed to the two ancestors with a respectful expression and said, "I have seen the two seniors. The little kuisu, please give your regards to the deer immortal and the horse immortal." .”

Deer Immortal glanced at him lightly, then turned his head away with an unhappy expression, as if because he dared to question their words.

But Ma Xianren on the side had a trace of unbearable expression on his face because of his respectful attitude:

"You, a junior, don't know how high the sky is or how high it is. Why don't you come up when I ask you to come up? It's not too late to go down now!"

"Thank you Ma Xianren for your advice." Da Kuishu did not expect to receive Ma Xianren's response, and immediately bowed more respectfully. Then he looked at the people on the stage with hesitation, and then at the people under the stage. With eyes full of expectation, he rolled his eyes and said: "This junior has never heard of the magical power to control time. Today, I have to experience it."

"In that case, please ask the palmer to show his magical power to clear everyone's doubts!" ​​The fairy in white seemed to suddenly recognize that this person was the person he had often teased before, and then turned around and said respectfully to the man in white.

"The long river of time flows endlessly, and I am just a ferryman on this river. Since you question my magical power, let me enter the river of time and feel the ruthless passage of time.

It's just that as time goes by, your longevity may be reduced, so it's not too late for you to regret it now! "The man in white robe solemnly reminded.

"Hey, let's cast the spell!" The big rat chuckled, looking like he didn't believe it.

Seeing that he insisted on doing this, the man in white robe remained silent.

He slowly took a step forward, then faced the void in front of him, gently raised his hand, and then slowly stretched out an index finger.

The fingers were blue and white and slender, with clear joints, and a soft white light all over their bodies, slowly swinging up and down.

As the fingers moved, a thin, curved white line appeared in the void like a spring silkworm spinning silk.

He actually used his hand as a pen to draw a ripple-like white thread in the air!

The white silk was like cotton thread, only two feet long, suspended motionless in mid-air.

After drawing one line, the man in white robe retracted his arm and started to draw the second and third lines...

In this way, thin lines like waves appeared one after another in the void in front of the white-robed man.

After about a stick of incense, the man in white robe retracted his palm and finally stopped.

At this moment, there were already hundreds of wavy thin lines in front of him.

As his arm retracted, hundreds of thin lines suddenly trembled, and actually floated up and down like waves!

At the same time, waves of space vibrations spread from the thin line, and everyone felt a trance, and there was a tumbling river on the stage!

"Please come into the river of time!" The deep voice of the man in robes seemed to echo throughout the entire field with some mysterious spiritual power!