As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills

  Chapter 172 The Eucharist of Hundred Tribulations

   "Different time and space?"

  Jiang Ming was stunned when he heard this suddenly.

  In his imagination, this may be some unknown cultivator who walked on the star road at the same time as him from some other mysterious place, so there was an intersection.

  But I didn't expect that the old man would say such shocking words...

   "Senior, could it be that you guessed wrong... Maybe this black sword is a standard weapon, and there are many of them?" Jiang Ming asked tentatively.

"No!" The mysterious old man shook his head slightly, and said lightly: "The black sword has only one handle, and its origin is terrible, there is no way there can be a second handle... and I also feel the breath of contact with it from you, although it It seems weak in your time, but the breath is indeed the same..."

Jiang Ming glanced at the black sword in the old man's hand. It was simple and unpretentious, but the sword was stained with golden blood, filled with bright brilliance. It was left by some terrifying opponent who beheaded... Just staring at the blood, Jiang Ming could feel it. Feeling the incomparably exuberant energy, it is like observing a vast ocean, which seems to contain endless runes of the Great Dao.

  On the edge of the black sword, cold light flows... The whole body of the black sword is permeated with a chilling aura, like a dormant peerless black dragon, capable of bursting out with terrifying light at any time.

  Jiang Ming silently sighed in his heart: "If there is really only one black sword, it seems that it is indeed not an era. It is much stronger and more normal than that crazy chatterbox chasing after my ass..."

  He couldn't help thinking of the dozens of battles he had experienced. Those opponents seemed to have lived in other eras, and each of them was a ruthless person who could fight against the catastrophe.

  Even Jiang Ming recalled that some of the opponents, such as the original primitive tribal warrior, seemed to have broken through some kind of boundary at the last moment and cast eyes on him...

   "It seems that this mysterious star road is indeed unusual..."

At that time, I thought it was just an illusion, but seeing this old man now, Jiang Ming suddenly suspected that the previous powerful and incomparable tribulation escapers might not just be simply branded, but were really spying on different time and space during the catastrophe Looking at the scene, I saw the time and space where Jiang Ming was.

   "If there is really someone who succeeds in crossing the catastrophe, will he be able to live to this era?" Jiang Ming's heart suddenly moved: "If we meet again, can you recognize me..."

  His mind is difficult to understand, and he feels more and more mysterious about this star road.

  The two star roads are intertwined in nothingness, reflecting a magnificent brilliance... At this moment, the two people on the star road are a little silent, as if they are thinking about something.

  A moment later, the old man suddenly sighed:

   "And you can see me on the star road, which actually means...you and I are not in the same era!"

   "Because in my world, no one can see the real me..."

  He said quietly, although his words contained strong self-confidence, but there was also an indescribable loneliness, as if the whole world was lonely, and only he was still walking alone.

  Jiang Ming opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

  He thought of the success and failure that the old man kept talking about. Did the world collapse in the era the old man lived in? If so...to what extent?

Now that he was able to communicate, Jiang Ming hesitated for a moment, and then asked his own question: "Dare to ask seniors, what is life, residence, bad space? Why did the opponents I met on the star road all mention these things? Character?"

   "Opponent? What opponent have you met..." It was the first time that the old man showed a look of astonishment, and his eyes showed a strange light.

   "How did you get on this star road?"

  Jiang Ming was stunned, and suddenly realized that although the two of them were walking on the star road, maybe the reasons for walking on the star road, and even the things they saw were completely different.

   "I was drawn into a twilight that pierced the heavens and the earth, so I came to this star road, and then defeated several powerful opponents... before walking in front of you!"

"They seem to be the same as you. They come from different time and space. They mentioned these four words in the battle, but they should be just imprints. I can't communicate with them..." Jiang Ming told the truth, but he didn't tell all the truth .

   Defeating dozens of robbers, it might be too outrageous to say it...

   "The shimmering light that pierces the sky and the earth?" The old man's eyes burst into astonishing brilliance: "Are you sure?"

  Jiang Ming observed the expression of the old man, nodded slightly, thinking secretly in his heart, it seems that this kind of twilight that can penetrate the world is indeed extremely rare.

   Among the dozens of opponents he has fought against, no one has ever been able to make it this far...

   "Okay, it turns out that someone has really come this far!" The mysterious old man's hesitant and confused gaze seemed to burn suddenly at this moment, and he saw the way ahead.

   "That is the afterglow after the catastrophe. I have been chasing the afterglow for thousands of years, but I have never really seen it..."

  The mysterious old man's eyes were burning: "It seems that in your era, someone really survived the catastrophe and escaped these reincarnations!"

  Jiang Ming shook his head: "A certain strange space in the depths of the dim light seems to have been buried for tens of thousands of years, or even longer..."

  The mysterious old man froze for a moment, then shook his head and said, "No matter what, since someone has come this far, it means that this road is not broken, and I can walk through this road..."

   Immediately, he looked at Jiang Ming, looked him up and down, and said, "In the era you live in, everything should be normal..."

   "Normal?" Jiang Ming was a little puzzled, and then suddenly thought of the scenes of world destruction he had seen in previous battles.

   "The earth hasn't sunk... The sky hasn't burned yet... The world hasn't started to disintegrate..." the mysterious old man whispered.

   "No, everything is fine in the Immortal Cultivation World where I am!" Jiang Ming shook his head.

   "Come on, let me show you..."

  The mysterious old man waved and walked forward.

Jiang Ming hurriedly followed, the scene in front of him suddenly changed, the star road under their feet disappeared, the old man was wearing straw sandals and rags, walking in the field, the black sword in his hand turned into a **** at some point, and it was not stained with some unknown golden color Blood, but lumps of mud.

   And Jiang Ming also turned into a thin young man in ragged clothes. He followed the old man, chopped a large bundle of dry firewood on the mountain, carried it on his back with great effort, and walked across the fields and towards the village.

  The sounds of **** crowing and dogs barking sounded, farmers, young children and houses gathered together like a cloud of smoke, the smoke from the kitchen curled up, the women worked at home, and everything returned to life.

  Jiang Ming followed the old man and walked slowly past these people, feeling extremely real. Every figure seemed to be a real living person.

   "Isn't this an illusory scene..." Jiang Ming was at a loss.

   The two walked into a yard. Jiang Ming put dry firewood in the corner of the yard, and was led by the old man to sit at a rotten wooden table in the yard.

"Wait for me a while!" The old man laughed, as if he had really turned into an old farmer. He went back to the house and took the teapot from the fire, made a full pot of strong tea, and carried the teapot and two large pots with missing corners. Porcelain bowl, go to the courtyard.

  Jiang Ming looked at the old man, the figure walking on the star road seemed to be gradually dimming, like an unreal bubble, about to dissipate...

  He could not help showing a strange color in his eyes. Before, he thought that the old man on Star Road was the real one, but at this moment, he suddenly felt a little uncertain...

  The old man sat across from Jiang Ming with a smile, poured a bowl full of tea into each of the two large porcelain bowls, and asked with a smile, "Are you confused?"

  Jiang Ming nodded frankly, cupped his hands and said, "Please help me, senior!"

   "Drink tea first!" The old man poured down a large bowl of strong tea as if he had just finished his farm work.

  Jiang Ming lowered his head and picked up the tea bowl, just as he was about to drink it, his gaze suddenly froze.

  In the tea, the luster flows...an illusory scene is presented in it.

  It was a vast and endless world, but everything was disintegrating and destroying. The land sank, the void shattered, and the terrifying black fire fell from the stars, burning all living beings...

   A dazzling brilliance rose up, like an extremely powerful creature trying to resist this power, but it disappeared quickly.

   "This is what the world I live in..." Under the gesture of the old man, Jiang Ming drank the strong tea in one gulp, and many scenes suddenly appeared in his mind.

  The world was born in a barren world. Primitive tribes rose from the wilderness. Human beings comprehended extraordinary power and embarked on the road of practice step by step... The world was just formed, and everything was thriving.

The world is becoming more and more prosperous, all spirits coexist, and different civilizations collide, interweaving the most prosperous civilization scene. The strongest shatter the world, strike the sky, and try to transcend this world... All races have been formed, and everything seems to be stable forever continue.

  Generation after generation of amazing and powerful people fell in the catastrophe. No one can break through the shackles of this world. The spiritual power is dissipating and the avenue is breaking... The whole world seems to be getting old, decaying and dying.

The last extraordinary person died, the world returned to silence, and there were hardly any living beings left. Only some mortals lingered in the corners of the world... However, this is still not the end. When everything finally collapses and the entire world turns into nothingness, No living beings exist anymore, only emptiness and darkness remain forever.

  After an unknown period of time, in the darkness, a streamer of light flashed across, sprinkled with mottled light rain, bringing vitality to this world again, and new creatures were born from the emptiness...

   "This is the success or failure, the reincarnation of one century after another... No one can escape the final fate!"

  The old man's voice was faint, waking Jiang Ming up from his shock.

   After a long time, Jiang Mingcai calmed down and looked at the old man: "Your world...is already in the process of being 'empty'?"

  He finally understood why this mysterious old man was so excited about the afterglow of the catastrophe that Jiang Ming told about, because breaking through this world is the only way to break through the ultimate inevitable destiny.

  Being able to maintain an incomparably powerful cultivation during the "empty" process, this mysterious old man is definitely the most powerful existence in his era...

  However, the old man shook his head: "The world I was born in may have completely gone through this reincarnation... and I am just a remnant of the old era."

  Jiang Ming was puzzled.

   "We used to try to refine the Dao of Heaven and Earth, stay in the world, and break through the shackles... But later I found that the Dao of Heaven and Earth will eventually surrender to the world, and we cannot break through the shackles of heaven and earth!"

The old farmer whispered: "Later, we found a new way, refining all external forces into our own body! The original body is the strongest weapon in the world... This road comes to an end, maybe we can really get through it, It's a pity that we have found an invincible law, but this weak body can hardly bear that law!"

  Jiang Ming thought of the first opponent, the burly figure who attacked the sky with his bare hands...and thought of the road to martial arts...

"In the end, with the concerted efforts of fellow Taoists and enemies, I gave up everything, and the heavens and the earth died, and only my consciousness remained forever. My spirit broke through the boundaries of time and space, and stayed here forever. Here, I watched the shattering of this world over and over again, and explored the unknown road ahead in the deepest spiritual world..."

  The old man poured Jiang Ming another cup of tea. He looked down, the world in the tea bowl was still being shattered, and powerful creatures rose to the sky again, fighting against the power that destroyed the world, like moths to a flame...

"This field is my spiritual anchor. Even though my world is destroyed, I still stay here... I abandoned my world and lived forever here, and my world also abandoned me, rolling forward !"

"A few years ago... For myself, a few years ago, I dug out the black sword in the depths of nothingness, and then visualized the star road in my deep sleep, so in my dream, I beheaded one terrifying head after another. The monster in the dream finally found that star road and stepped into the star road..."

  Jiang Ming was dumbfounded when he heard that, is this okay?

"At first, I thought it was the me in the dream, still walking on the star road, while the waking me was trapped here..." The old man smiled calmly: "However, after a long time, I can't tell which one is better. It's the real me, maybe the me right now is in a dream, and the real me is struggling to move forward on the star road..."

   "Or, these two me are just a short dream bubble... The real me has been shattered with the world and no longer exists!"

  Jiang Ming thought of Zhuang Zhou and Die, who can tell?

   "The interweaving of two star roads, but let me see a corner of the future... Maybe, because of your arrival, I really want to find a way forward!"

   "I just don't know, if I really break through the shackles, what awaits me is the real world, or a punctured dream bubble..."

  The galaxy in the eyes of the old man changes, he stretches out his hand, the light and rain flow in the void, countless runes are intertwined in his hands, the farmhouse and the star road are like black and white ink, changing endlessly...

  Jiang Ming was frightened, the old man's cultivation might have really reached the sky, it was extremely terrifying...

  chichi~

  The scene in front of Jiang Ming suddenly became illusory and shattered. The farmhouse gradually went away, and the two star roads seemed to be gradually separating...

   "You and I are intertwined in time and space, like two streamers passing through the galaxy, meeting each other is only accidental, and going away from each other is the eternal law..."

The old man stood on the star road, his eyes were cold and crazy, as if he was about to undergo the ultimate transformation, his voice seemed to be in his ears, and it seemed to be in the sky: "If I survive this calamity, I will be born because of you...it's nothing Thank you very much, this thing is the invincible method we found, and I will give it to you..."

  He raised his hand, and a stream of golden light penetrated the void and fell into Jiang Ming's hands.

The old man sat in the farmhouse, drinking strong tea calmly, and looked at Jiang Ming with a smile: "I have been alone for countless years, and it would be nice to have someone chatting suddenly... I hope you and I can meet again in the future. Carry the chopped wood on your back!"

  His calloused hands grabbed the bundle of dry firewood and threw it at Jiang Ming...

  Wow~

  The figure of the old man shattered and dissipated like a bubble, Jiang Ming stood alone on the star road, surrounded by silence.

  He was carrying a large bundle of dry firewood in a daze, and then looked at his hand. It was a piece of golden bone with complicated words and patterns engraved on it.

  Jiang Ming didn't know these words at all, but the moment he looked at them, he understood the meaning of those words in his heart.

   On the side of the bone piece, the largest four characters seem to be its name:

   "Hundred Tribulation Eucharist!"

  (end of this chapter)