Chapter 2127

The surrounding area instantly fell into silence, and the eyes of every cultivator were focused on the Tower of Time. After a burst of golden light dissipated, vortex stairs condensed by spiritual power began to appear on each floor of the Tower of Time. Of course, the first level of the Tower of Time does not require a vortex staircase. When the spiritual power ladder was built, that old voice rang out. "Next, please follow the secret key prompts to enter the Tower of Time." As its voice fell, the doors on the first to ninth floors of the Tower of Time slowly opened. Seeing this, the cultivators around them rushed to enter the Tower of Time based on the secret keys in their hands. Ye Feiran was not anxious at all. She looked for Ye Mulin in the crowd. After a while, Ye Murin walked over to her. "Mu Lin!" "Ran'er!" Ye Murin stretched out his hand and rubbed Ye Feiran's head, his eyes were gentle and loving, and his tone was affirmative, "Ran'er must have got the nine-character secret key!" Ye Feiran smiled and nodded, "Yeah!" Needless to say how painful the process was. Ye Murin glanced at the fewer and fewer cultivators around him and said quickly, "Ran'er, after entering the Tower of Time, don't just practice blindly, try to understand the attribute of time." "Okay!" Ye Feiran nodded in agreement. She did not say that Ye Feixuan had already told her. "Then let's go to the ninth floor together." After saying that, Ye Murin took Ye Feiran's hand. Ye Feiran had a happy smile on his face. At the same time, she did not forget to send a message to the Mahayana monks of the Canglan Ye family and the Zongzheng family, and repeated what Ye Mulin said. At the same time, she also saw her friends, as well as many of the most favored people from big forces. When they saw Ye Murin holding Ye Feiran's hand, they looked shocked, then suddenly realized, and finally focused on the ninth floor of the Tower of Time that they were about to enter. As soon as they entered the ninth floor of the Tower of Time, Ye Feiran and Ye Murin were forced to separate. Ye Feiran was startled for a moment, glanced at his hands, then quickly adjusted his emotions and began to look at the situation on the ninth floor. Miraculously, she seemed to be the only one on the ninth floor of the Tower of Time, with no other cultivator in sight. "amazing!" She sighed and looked at the ninth floor carefully, but the environment here was simpler than she imagined. Apart from the traces of the time circle and the strong spiritual energy all around, there was only one futon. Ye Feiran blinked, and a trace of doubt appeared in his eyes, how to understand the attribute of time? Just as she was thinking, an old voice suddenly sounded. "The ninth level, the time formation is ten years." This voice was emotionless and fell silent after speaking. ten years? Ye Feiran raised his eyebrows slightly. Ten years is a good time, but I wonder how long it is outside the Tower of Time. If the time outside the Tower of Time is only one year in the past, then the time array corresponding to the first to eighth floors is two to nine years. At the same time, Ye Murin, Murong Lingji, Si Xuan and Ye Feixuan all felt that the Tower of Time was stingy when they heard that the time formation was ten years. If it were in the God Realm, it would be at least a hundred years. However, they felt relieved when they thought that this was the lower realm or the Senluo Continent. They may not feel anything, but it is a rare and great opportunity for the practitioners of Senluo Continent. After all, even if it is only ten years, the spiritual power here is not as strong as usual. They have practiced seriously for ten years, and their cultivation is absolutely It can be improved a lot. Ye Feiran looked around carefully again and found nothing special, so he adjusted his mood, then sat down cross-legged and started practicing. Before practicing, she never forgot to tell the little kid, "Tata, remind me in five years." "good!" Time flies like an arrow, and the sun and moon fly like a shuttle. Five years passed in the time formation, and the little boy reminded Ye Feiran on time, "Woman, it's been five years." Hearing this, Ye Feiran slowly opened his eyes and withdrew from practice. At this time, although she did not break through, her aura was obviously much stronger. biqubao.com Ye Feiran stretched her muscles and bones, and then stood up slowly. Then she looked around again, but nothing special happened. "Tata, can you tell me about the properties of time?" The kid was silent for a while and then said, "The attributes of time and space are the two most difficult attributes to understand. I don't know how to explain it. Generally speaking, if you want to understand the two attributes of time and space, other than Talent depends on opportunity and luck.” "Okay!" Ye Feiran did not force the kid, but recalled what he had learned about the laws of heaven and earth and the laws of attributes in Sunset Bay, but these had no effect. Ye Feiran was not discouraged, and then recalled the time fragments again, because these time fragments must be related to the attribute of time. As she recalled the memories, the things in the time fragments suddenly intertwined. Ye Feiran felt that one picture after another flashed through her mind, some of which made her have different emotions. As she watched, she suddenly felt that she had empathy with a few lonely people in the fragments of time, as if she had experienced these lonely times with them. For a moment, her heart was filled with depression. In this life, she never expected to be thirty, so these lonely times made her feel a bit cruel. Finally, she couldn't help but murmured, "This feeling of loneliness is so uncomfortable!" In order to get rid of the loneliness in his heart, Ye Feiran's consciousness moved, and the Ice and Snow Divine Sword appeared in his hand, and then he began to practice the Heaven-Breaking Sword Technique. Seeing this scene, the little kid was shocked. Tsk, this talent, this luck, it is convinced! Sword after sword, the feeling of loneliness in her heart also decreased little by little. However, by the time the feeling of loneliness in her heart completely dissipated, a year had passed, and she was practicing sword breaking day after day like a machine. Heavenly Sword Technique, tireless. "One sword breaks the sky!" Ye Feiran slashed forward with his sword, and the space was distorted for a while, but it soon returned to normal. However, this time Ye Feiran stopped, and a line of writing appeared on the wall in front of her, and this line of writing proved that she successfully understood the time attribute sword intention. Yes, it was not about comprehending the time attribute, but the time attribute sword intent, but Ye Feiran was also very happy. The little kid was also happy for her, and even read out the words on the wall. By understanding the Sword Intent of Time, time can stop for a short time; by understanding the Sword Intention of Time, you can control the flow of time of others in the artistic conception; by understanding the Sword Intent of Time, you can control the flow of time of all creatures in the sword area. Looking at this line of words, Ye Feiran couldn't help but swallow his saliva, it was amazing! The time attribute sword intention alone is so powerful. What if you understand the time attribute? Ye Feiran didn't dare to imagine. "Woman, there are still four years left, you can try to understand the attributes of time." The little kid reminded.

March, early spring. A corner in the eastern part of Nanhuangzhou. The hazy sky was gray and black, showing heavy depression, as if someone had spilled ink on the rice paper, and the ink soaked into the sky and blurred out the clouds. The clouds overlapped and merged with each other, spreading out streaks of crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder. It's like the roar of gods, echoing in the world. ,. Blood-colored rain, with sadness, falls into the mortal world. The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim red rain of blood. The city is in ruins and everything is withered. Collapsed houses can be seen everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and pieces of meat, like broken autumn leaves, silently withering. The streets that used to be bustling with people are now desolate. The sandy dirt road that used to be bustling with people is no longer noisy now. Only blood and mud mixed with minced meat, dust, and paper were left, indistinguishable from each other, which was shocking. Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck deep in the mud, full of sadness. Only an abandoned rabbit doll hung on the shaft, swaying in the wind. The white fluff has long been soaked into wet red, full of eerieness. The turbid eyes seemed to have some residual resentment, looking lonely at the mottled rocks in front of them. There, a figure was lying down. This was a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, his clothes were torn and covered with dirt, and he had a broken leather bag tied around his waist. The young man squinted his eyes and remained motionless. The biting cold penetrated his worn coat from all directions and spread throughout his body, gradually taking away his body temperature. But even though the rain fell on his face, he didn't blink, staring coldly into the distance like an eagle. Following his gaze, he saw a skinny vulture gnawing on the carrion of a wild dog, seven or eight feet away from him, observing the surroundings vigilantly from time to time. It seems that in this dangerous ruins, if there is the slightest movement, it will instantly rise into the sky. The young man is like a hunter, patiently waiting for the opportunity. After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally buried its head completely into the belly of the wild dog. ,,. ,.