At the beginning of time travel, when I was an ordinary person, I only had fear and despair when facing death. It was precisely because of this reminder that I had hope.
It's like a traveler stuck in the desert. Facing the endless desert, he can't tell the direction at all. His body and mind have reached the limit, and endless despair surges into his heart.
But if someone tells you the direction, even if you don’t know how far it is, at least there is hope if there is a direction. Even if you die, you will only die on the road to hope.
Don't let them know that you can see it, point out the direction for Fang Xiu, at least let him know how to survive.
But without this sentence, he would have been killed far more than eighteen times. He would resist, run away, beg for mercy, and try various ways to avoid death, but to no avail.
And with these words, he will only work in the right direction, and he will know clearly in his heart that as long as he ignores it, he can live.
In fact, what many people lack is not hard work, but a correct direction to work towards.
Sometimes, choosing the right direction is more useful than working hard.
To give a very simple example, when a newly graduated college student enters the society for the first time and faces 360 professions, who can be sure of which profession he will become the number one scholar?
Maybe if you go to be a teacher, you can become a principal in the future, but you don't know that you will end up in a private company. When you reach middle age, you will be laid off due to poor performance of the company, and you will be depressed in middle age.
Maybe if you want to be an actor, you can become a movie star in the future, but you don’t know that in the end you choose to follow your family’s arrangements and become a civil servant, working 9 to 5 every day, repeating the same day for a lifetime.
But if someone tells you clearly that you should become an actor, start from the group acting, don’t give up, you will definitely become the best actor, the effect will be completely different, you will work hard with hope, even if you fail many times, but hope not destroy.
This is the importance of clear direction, the importance of hope.
Kunlun Maggot erased this sentence, causing "Fang Xiu" to lose his direction and the energy in his heart dissipated. At that time, he was just an ordinary person. After many deaths, no one guided him. He wanted to live. They didn't know what to do and ended up collapsing.
After Fang Xiu's consciousness collapsed, Zhou Qingfeng's consciousness recovered.
With this thought, Fang Xiu understood the key to breaking the situation.
At this time, his body was almost transparent and almost invisible.
But he didn't panic at all, but calmly stretched out his right hand and touched the Kunlun Mirror.
Kunlun Maggot couldn't help laughing when he saw this: "Hahaha... You don't want to prevent Kunlun Mirror from changing the past, do you?
Do you think you are me?
Even if the Ghost God wants to control the Kunlun Mirror, it still depends on its mood. I can control the Kunlun Mirror because I was born because of it. What about you? Why do you..."
Kunlun Maggot's laughter stopped suddenly. He looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief, and his voice began to tremble.
"This...this is impossible! Absolutely impossible!!"
I saw that Fang Xiu's right hand had passed through the Kunlun Mirror without any hindrance and entered the mirror.
Fang Xiu's lips curved into a sinister smile: "With virtuality, everything is possible."
That's right, he relied on his wife's virtualization to reach deep into the ancient artifact, the Kunlun Mirror, and even entered the river of time through the Kunlun Mirror.
In his current knowledge, no one or any existence can stop the virtualization, and the Kunlun Mirror is no exception, and even the mysterious and treacherous river of time is no exception.
His hand passed through the Kunlun Mirror and crossed the long river of time, like a Kunlun maggot, to the rental house where he crossed.
Suddenly, he released the blur, his fingertips were cracked, blood flowed freely, and then he wrote on the ceiling... Don't let them know you can see it! !
With a few strokes, the blood, driven by its own power, instantly turned into words all over the ceiling.
When Fang Xiu finished writing the last word, his body that was about to disappear solidified again.
"Impossible!!" Kunlun Maggot roared in disbelief: "Without the protection of Kunlun Mirror, how can you not be affected by the long river of time and be able to leave traces in the past!"
"Maybe it's because I'm always swimming in the river of time?"
Kunlun Maggot was stunned, not understanding what Fang Xiu meant by this sentence. How could anyone in this world be able to swim in the long river of time.
However, he didn't have time to think too much. He was so angry that he quickly took action and tried his best to erase the bloody words on the ceiling, but Fang Xiu would not let him succeed.
The two began to wrestle with the long river of time.
The Kunlun Maggot who owns the Kunlun Mirror is like a person riding a boat on the sea, while Fang Xiu is a person who has gained rich swimming experience through many death returns and is a person swimming in the sea.
The two sides kept wrestling, and the bloody words on the ceiling disappeared and then appeared.
And "Fang Xiu" in the picture also woke up at this time.
What a coincidence is that this very moment is when the word "blood" still exists.
"Fang Xiu" looked at the bloody words on the ceiling in confusion.
"What happened? Who wrote on the ceiling of my house?"
"Never...don't...let them know, can you see?"
He subconsciously read the densely packed bloody words on the ceiling.
"No!!!" Kunlun Maggot burst out with a shrill roar, and Fang Xiu also achieved his goal and no longer struggled with Kunlun Maggot.
As a result, the blood words were erased by Kunlun maggots.
Reflected in "Fang Xiu's" eyes, it was that he had just finished reading the words in blood, and then the words magically disappeared.
But in reality, Fang Xiu's body completely condensed and returned to its original state.
At this time, he had also realized that the bloody words on the ceiling were actually written by himself, and the reason why the blood words disappeared was caused by Kunlun maggots.
Who would have thought that the morning that I just traveled through time seemed ordinary, but behind it was such a dangerous struggle that spanned the long river of time to love you.
The last battle of consciousness with Zhou Qingfeng made him understand that it was not Zhou Qingfeng who wrote the bloody words. At that time, he thought it could only be one of those two beings. Now that he thought about it, he had ignored himself.
No one can leave a mark under the gaze of those two beings, except myself in the chess game...
The angry Kunlun Maggot was unwilling to give up and wanted to cause trouble, but Fang Xiu didn't give him another chance, and instead dived directly into the Kunlun Mirror.
His figure appears in the long river of time.
The river is rushing, the tides are surging, the world is changing, the sea is vicissitudes, the sun and the moon are turning, and the waves carrying all kinds of great power are constantly beating on him.
But he couldn't shake him at all, it was as if he didn't exist, completely beyond time, and not affected by time at all.
Stable as Mount Tai, standing proudly on the long river of time.
Not far away, Kunlun Maggot, who was driving the Kunlun Mirror, looked at Fang Xiu in shock.
"You...you...you...actually stand on the river of time without any protection. How is this possible!?"
"I said that with virtualization, everything is possible." Fang Xiu said calmly.
