Xue forgot''s words did not attract much attention. The second generation of masters were still understanding the Tao. The disciples of Canghai Academy were burning with anxiety, and the monks of hunhai looked bitter. Under the long river of time, they are not even as good as a tiny floating in Canghai Academy. Once the long river of time cannot be stopped, everyone will fall into a long time and no longer exist.


    At this moment, who will pay attention to a boy who has not received the missionary fire, even a boy with amazing talent and talent comparable to demons and monsters.


    But Xue forget''s voice set off a turbulent wave on Luochuan''s heart lake!


    Until today, he finally knew the real intention of Fenghua, the king of Tianmen, to say that to him.


    ... connect him to Canghai Academy... The so-called connection has another meaning, that is, preaching


    Fenghua, Fenghua, have you planned everything?


    But... You are the king of Tianmen with countless strong followers. You can be on an equal footing with the Dragon King.


    Although Xue forget is Xue forget, he is equivalent to the reincarnation of Fenghua. There is still the brand of Fenghua in the depths of the soul!


    Zhuang Zhou, the great disciple of Luochuan, was born with mysterious patterns and wonderful body. He once had an adventure. Now with the cultivation of Luochuan, he will achieve extraordinary achievements in the future.


    The second disciple Li''er, the nine headed insects in the sky and the sea, the body of cold ice, and the talent in skills, even Luo Chuan is amazed. He is young and has a deep city government. In addition, he can break through the alchemy of the Tao wheel environment after being absorbed. I''m afraid Luo Chuan will be surprised at his achievements in the future.


    Xue forgets... He was the invincible king of Tianmen in his previous life. He had already integrated four congenital Xuan patterns. Now he reincarnated and rebuilt, he will only be stronger and not weaker. Luo Chuan can''t predict where he will go in the future.


    For a time, Luo Chuan only felt great pressure, and his moral scriptures also stagnated. Only the last half page is left before the completion of all the Shijing, but the morality contained in this half page includes all the Tao, which is extremely difficult and complex. Even if Luo Chuan wants to write it, it is very difficult, and he is unable to do it at first.


    Wow... Wow


    For a long time, the river is still overflowing. The mixed sea hundreds of miles away from the sea has become a turbulent flow of time, and the great free country on the other side seems to have noticed something bad. With the joint efforts of several emperors and powerful people, it separates the continent and the land from the Canghai Academy.


    Canghai academy has become an isolated island. Above it, the river of time continues to sink, and the distance from Canghai academy continues to decrease. Once it falls completely and covers Canghai academy, the monks in Canghai academy and Canghai academy will sink into the river of time like the evil monks swept away by the river of time.


    The devil friars in the distance died, fled, and sank. At this time, they had disappeared completely.


    But the new crisis enveloped Canghai academy again. The long river that had surrounded them has now become a barrier that trapped them.


    After Xue forgot to say that, regardless of whether Luo Chuan promised or not, he consciously regarded himself as Luo Chuan''s disciple, walked behind Luo Chuan, looked up and muttered to himself from time to time.


    "Strange, strange..."


    "What''s strange." Luo chuanshang still has time to look back at Xue forget.


    "I just feel that there should be another way to write them... Maybe... No, it must be easier." Xue forgot to hold his head high.


    Listening to Xue''s "boasting", the brothers in the cannon fodder camp turned around and looked not very happy.


    In addition to the previous circle painting, they didn''t see anything different about the boy. They didn''t care about morality. They pursued flesh and killing. In their view, Xue forget was just a young man who had not yet spread fire into the Tao. If you can''t practice, what''s the use of higher moral talent? Without cultivation, no matter how profound you understand, you can''t exert your morality.


    The boss already has an idiot apprentice. How can there be another waste firewood boy who can''t practice?


    Had it not been for the critical situation and didn''t want to disturb the boss, the brothers of the cannon fodder camp would have let him stop.


    "Hey, what are you talking about? When is it time to make trouble!"


    A cannon fodder camp brother strode towards Xue forget and picked him up.


    "Let him go. From today on, he will be the third disciple under my seat."


    Luo Chuan didn''t go to see Xue forget. His eyes showed a happy look: "yes, there are better ways... I didn''t think of it."


    Whoosh!


    Luo Chuan picked up the scroll and ink pen, flew up, and flew into the river of time in a twinkling of an eye. The waves splashed and drowned Luochuan in the river of time.


    Everyone was stunned. In a flash, everyone''s eyes became flustered.


    For a long time, Luo Chuan''s work has been done. Although he has long been out of Luo Chuan''s control, as long as Luo Chuan is still writing books, there is still a glimmer of hope in everyone''s heart. At present, Luo Chuan has gone crazy and drilled into the river of time, which has also cut off the last glimmer of hope of the monks.


    Many people looked at Xue forget who had been put down. They knew in their hearts that Luo Chuan''s doing so must have something to do with the young man''s previous words.


    Only Xue forgot to look up at the long river of time and muttered in a low voice, "it seems that he has figured out a way... He is worthy of being my master. Once this Scripture is completed, the long river of time can be put away by this Scripture."


    Hearing the speech, everyone was surprised and expected to spend a long time overhead with an inexplicable look.


    In the long river of time, Luo Chuan stepped on the tide and walked in the past time one after another.


    As early as in the Tiannan region, he was able to walk the long river of time, and even helped Zhou''s bad ministers understand the Tao in the long river of time. He has time morality and can''t control the long river of time, but the long river of time can''t help him.


    The long river of time is all inclusive. Once opened, you can cross the long river and go to the past or future times.


    In front of Luochuan, there is a chaotic long river. The river is fast flowing and the water is fierce. Every splash can kill an emperor level strong man.


    Luo Chuan knew that the future was ahead of him. Although he mastered time and morality, he needed to have the same profound Taoist power to go to the future, just like the tiandaofeng old man who sent Ziyun to the Tiannan region of this era.


    The water behind Luochuan is much more gentle, but it is only relative to Luochuan with time and morality.


    "Let''s start here."


    Luo Chuan thought to himself, holding the Scripture and ink pen in his arms, striding forward to the long river of time in the past.


    Walking for a long time, it is difficult to have the concept of time. I don''t know how long, Luo Chuan came to a strange era with his mind. This is an ancient time before heaven and earth disappeared. Luo Chuan also went to a territory where cultivation civilization has not been popularized, with fierce animals and countless tribes.


    In the dark night, only bonfires and stars and moons are reflected in the tribe.


    The tribal people were naked, crawling on the ground, singing ancient and primitive songs.


    During the song, an old man washed his body, was lifted up from the stream, put on Jiaopi robe representing the patriarch status, and welcomed the worship of the tribal people.


    Luo Chuan walked into the tribe and hid himself into the night. He walked beside the old man and watched all this curiously.


    He came here because he was inspired by his heart. There must be something he was looking for. You can see all over the tribe. Only the Taoist cultivation of the old ancestors barely reached the level of Huaying territory. The rest are the highest but knot pills. What he knot is still a variety of pills.


    "What can I find here..."


    Luo Chuan was puzzled. He wandered and swept the whole tribe. Luo Chuan vaguely felt that something was wrong.


    Before long, Luo Chuan reflected that the composition of this tribe was extremely unbalanced. Compared with adults, the number of children was pitifully small.


    "Blood curse?"


    At a glance, Luo Chuan could see that this primitive tribe was cursed with blood by evil experts. Its blood lineage was thin, and it was difficult for women to conceive and produce. Of course, in Luo Chuan''s view, the master who gave the blood curse had at most the first and second level of the true Tao. Now Luo Chuan can kill him in the blink of an eye, and it is easy for Luo Chuan to solve the blood curse problem.


    "Did you mean to bring me here to help this tribe?" Luo Chuan smiled. When he was ready to obey his heart, something unexpected happened.


    With the help of his descendants, the old patriarch walked to a bonfire in the middle of the crowd, solemnly handed over the jiaopao to one of his sons, then closed his eyes and walked into the fire with a smile.


    The crowd crawled and sang, sad but grateful.


    Luo Chuan was stunned and watched the old man''s body burn and melt in the fire, and finally turned into vitality.


    Suddenly, the child''s cry sounded.


    Luo Chuan looked back in amazement and said that he flew out. At the moment when the old patriarch fell, hundreds of babies were born and time moved forward. Within three days after the old man died, hundreds of tribal women were pregnant.


    "The cycle of life and death... The way of life and death."


    Luo Chuan reacted that the old clan leader with low cultivation was using his own death to impact the blood curse in exchange for the continuation of clan blood.


    "It''s the way of life and death."


    Luo Chuan closed his eyes. At this moment, he had a deeper understanding of the way of life and death, but he still didn''t understand why he wanted him to feel the way of life and death in the long river of time.


    When he entered the long river of time, he was reminded by Xue forget and thought of a way to complete all the works of Shi Jing in the shortest time. In the dark, Luo Chuan knew that if he wanted to complete the Shijing, he must first walk in the long river of time. This long river of time was opened up by the book of time. Finally, it will take time to help him.


    As time goes on, the same domain and the same tribe are a hundred years later.


    In the past hundred years, those babies born with the favor of the old patriarch have grown up one after another. Some people have become practitioners. Among them, there has been a gifted cultivation wizard. At the age of 100, the cultivation has reached the virtual realm. It is extremely amazing to put them in a primitive tribe with low cultivation civilization.


    In order to repay the kindness of the old patriarch and save the tribe, he left the tribe and embarked on a journey of seeking Tao.


    Luo Chuan followed him, witnessed his hard practice and adventure, worshipped the sect, rose all the way, and finally killed the man who swore blood to the tribe.


    "Cause and effect..."


    Luo Chuan murmured. He suddenly understood something.