The Yunyi transformed Chaoshengui has a smaller explosion range, but a stronger involvement depth, and there is no so-called secret door. As long as it is in the explosion range, there is no other way except to resist.

At the moment of the explosion, it seemed that everything had stopped and the world was in a state of stagnation.

Or to Negri, the operation of this world can no longer interfere with his time.

In Negri's eyes, as his existence is completely thorough, the life form has evolved. The seed of truth, which is completely condensed from his own knowledge, has completely grown into a big tree supporting the sky, and its branches penetrate every point of its existence.

In Negri's eyes, he seemed to see the movement of the entire universe. In a place where life bodies were completely invisible, there was an indescribable long river and a huge system that was spread all over the endless world.

He seemed to be flowing every moment, every vibration, every operation, a large number of light spots flowed from the long river into the endless world. At the same time, in that endless world, a large number of light spots flowed back from the world back into the long river.

That is the root of it, and Negri has this enlightenment.

And this long river can be called the river of origin, the sum of roots, the cycle of reincarnation or the string of truth. It is the framework that constitutes this multiverse, the extension of the blueprint, and the basis for the birth of all life.

Then Negri could vaguely see that there were too many indescribable things in the indescribable river, Negri could only turn his attention to the long river fragment that resonated with him.

Domination is the main and other knowledge is supplemented by the structure beyond the imagination of the living body, and unite into a tributary from multiple angles.

The moment the tributary structure was formed, Negri felt a kind of sublimation. He was now in a low-level sand world, where no matter how time and space matter flowed, it could not lead to changes.

In other words, the time in the lower world has no effect on him. He can easily achieve eternal life in the lower world. Even if he only reveals his own essence a little, he can also prevent the living beings affected by his own essence from being affected by the time in the lower world.

It is no wonder that most road-level strong people are unwilling to stay in a low world because their growth here is terrible.

Negri could also feel that his own road tributaries were also at the root of the origin, which seemed to be a mechanism of the string of truth.

Although these roots were born in this period, the basis for its birth was the entire relevant truth, and the tributaries of the road at Nagre had a greater impact on it.

If Negri had the heart, he could mark these at the root of the birth of the tributaries of his road, and with them, Negri could find new world coordinates.

Of course, since there are roots that are born here, then there are naturally roots that come back here.

Negri easily recognized these roots as the first batch that was born. These roots went to other worlds, either stayed for a year or took them for a month, depending on the world's time flow rate. The worlds living in different worlds.

Negri glanced at these roots and found that it had basically not brought back anything useful, and even if the roots came back, it would be useless.

"So what will happen?" Negri placed a small part of his power at a new source and then allowed it to be reincarnated.

His attention was also staring at the rebirth of this root with this part of his power.

The root of the source was a world that was still in feudal society. Because of the power of Negri, he was born extraordinary and won the name of a child prodigy since he was a child. Then he discovered something at some point in his twenties, that is, he seemed to have stopped growing.

His appearance and his physical condition seemed to be fixed to his 20-year-old appearance. Time seemed to be particularly powerless on him. In order not to expose this fact, he was still wearing makeup and sticking his beard at the beginning under the cover of his family.

After that, I could not hide it anymore, so I pretended to die and escape and continued to survive with another identity.

At first, he was secretly happy, but as his peers were seventy-year-old and eighty-year-old, the people he once loved hanged themselves because they could not bear to grow old, and those relatives and companions died of illness and old age, and this secret joy disappeared.

His descendants are increasing, generation after generation, but their family affection is becoming increasingly weak. In the end, they seem to be strangers who use each other, although they call him ancestors one by one.

Of course, he had committed suicide in despair, but no matter how he died, he was just sleeping for a while. After a while, his body would be repaired. The first time he slept for thirty years, he almost scared his great-grandson to paralyze when he crawled out of the tomb.

Then time passed and he found that the more intact his body was kept, the shorter he slept, and vice versa.

In this way, he lived from ancient feudal society to modern times.

I have been crazy, ambitious, and unrestrained. I have been a great monk of a generation, and have been idle and wild cranes. I have been powerful all over the world and have been rich. In the end, I have only been calm.

After a thousand years of immortality, he finally felt that the power that supported his immortality was fading, and then he felt his consciousness stretching and heading to somewhere.

"Is it the kingdom of heaven or hell?" he thought so until he was gently held by one hand and heard the man seemed to be evaluating him.

"waste!"

Before he could react, his consciousness was forever silent.

Nagri looked at the root of his hand and shook his head, carrying part of his strength. He lived for thousands of years. Apart from being a little tougher in consciousness and richer in experience, he had no more achievements. Isn’t this a waste?

Even in the world without demons, according to Negri's thinking and given him the same conditions, he probably had already opened up the roots and studied the method of traveling through the world, because in that power, Negri clearly gave the coordinates of other worlds, and as long as the guy used that power to a certain extent, he could see the information on the coordinates of the world.

This is following the rules that he will give all experimental subjects a way out. If he follows the coordinates of the world, the unclean sect will warmly receive him.

As a result, this guy was immersed in the superiority of immortality, and was always sad about the spring and autumn. He had already felt a little bit of his impulse to commit suicide on his first impulse, but he never seriously explored it. Although this guy said he hated eternal life, he never explored that power. The arrogance of the immortal person had completely covered his eyes.

When Negri's other work was studying the roots of the breeding industry, his other work was dealing with the follow-up matters of the ancestral world.

Yun Yi and the snake died together, but before his soul was completely destroyed, Negri hooked it out and then threw it into the sea of ​​life for another pregnancy.

When he came back to life again, the Ancestral World had been renamed, now called the Totem World, and the flaws of the heavenly beings living here were also compensated. In the past, it was no longer necessary to obtain the racial name of the heavenly beings in order to distinguish them from the deserted people. Now the heavenly beings are humans, and there is no need to add any characteristics. However, those who are on the road to Yongning will automatically join the Heavenly World.

Yun Yi walked on the clean and neat street with a hat, looking at the vehicles shuttled back and forth, and smiled, and saw a car parked on the side of the road with two people leaning against him.

Yun Rong flipped a scarlet dagger in his hand, looked up and saw Yun Yi, patted the car, and a half-wrenching man also stretched out his head from the car, it was Bonan.

The sequelae of this guy has permanently changed his life traits, which cannot be said to be good or bad.

"How is the situation now?" Yun Yi hurriedly walked up and asked after taking the glasses from Bonan's hand.

"It's good. The totem world has been completely stable, with an increasing population. Smart devices can complete most of the tedious work. We are a little idle in this world." Yun Rong's speech was getting faster and faster. Even if he had no intention of complaining, he seemed to be complaining in his mouth.

"So the three of us have a new transfer order." Bonan took out two file bags and gave them to the two of them.

"Where? Didn't I say that I'm talking about the news... Some of the rebels in various parts of the Totem world have been suppressed?" Yun Yi took the file bag.

"So it's not the totem world... it's the commission of a certain funder in the Unclean Secret Memorial Society. They saw a new world that suits them to organize, but the indigenous people are a bit tricky, so I hope our Tianmen will cooperate." Bonan said.

After reading the file bag, Yun Yi got into the car and smiled, "What are you waiting for? My bones are almost frozen during the period of time in the hospital."

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