Chapter 3205: Deep in the river

Wang Yin stepped into the depths of the long river of fate alone, and he was slightly startled by the sight in front of him.

This is a vast white plain. The reason why it is white is that the plain is covered by white sand grains. Each of these white sand grains is only the size of a rice grain and is in a perfect spherical shape. Wang Yin couldn't help but reach out to pick it up. Picking up one and watching carefully, you can see that the surface of a rice grain-sized sand grain is covered with uniform and regular lines, full of beauty.

This kind of beauty is not artificial, but the power of "Tao".

Just like mountains, lakes, rivers, forests, these are not man-made, but the force of nature. Under the laws of nature, under the blowing of the wind, there is that kind of beauty.

The same goes for the white sand on the plain.

Looking around, you can see a piece of stone tablets. These dark blue stone tablets are obviously some kind of chronology, clearly recording many things in the last ten thousand years of the era. There are no rules for the description of these things, and they are quite casual. , There are big things and small things, and the events are all around one person, that is, the future king Meng Fan.

For example, the first part of the chronology is a big world in a corner, Wanyu.

The subsequent events are arranged according to the events, and you can vaguely see the path Meng Fan has taken.

From these incidents that seemed to be messy with nature, Wang Yin saw something that was enough to shock his mind, and even made his fingers tremble slightly.

There is no secret in the heavens in the future. Meng Fan retreats in the depths of the long river of fate. The time passing by is tens of thousands of times or more than outside. This is not a secret, because there are thousands of gods and kings day and night. The long river of destiny has injected power, and the momentum is huge, even at most 10,000 gods.

And from these steles, Wang Yin could see that in the future process of the heavenly king Meng Fan’s retreat, he would also have time to rest, perhaps because of the bottleneck he encountered, perhaps because he was also confused, or simply wanted Take a short break and think about some questions. At this time, he would personally carve the contents of these steles.

So these steles not only have traces of Meng Fan's power, but also traces of Meng Fan's thinking.

Such a stone monument also records the road Meng Fan walked. If some **** kings see it, it will be greatly inspired and benefit infinitely.

Wang Yin walked forward along the stone tablet, watching as he walked, and gradually, all his mind was caught in the story of the stone tablet, unable to extricate himself, and indulged.

He saw Meng Fan's love with the woman named Ruoshuiyi.

Not many people actually know this story.

Because the love between Meng Fan and Ruo Shuiyi took place in Wanyu. Afterwards, Meng Fan stepped into the path of divine hermitage, and went further and further. There were so many earth-shattering events that happened, so a love seems insignificant, knowing this There are not many people in this story, and it is rarely mentioned.

There are too few passages for love to describe the life of a great man.

Countless people who worship Meng Fan may be interested in telling how he destroyed the Alliance of Heaven, how to mediate with the Siyuan Dynasty, and even talk about the battle of the world, but they may not tell the love of great men.

This is true throughout history.

Describing great men, love is rarely mentioned.

But when he saw these steles with his own eyes, Wang Yin deeply understood that the three words Ruo Shuiyi had always occupied an important position in Meng Fan’s heart, although as Meng Fan became the future king of heaven, he shouldered more and more burdens, leaving it to Ruoshuiyi's space has gradually become smaller, but this space is always there.

Wang Yin couldn't help but nodded.

The poet civilization is responsible for recording everything, and at the same time, the poet civilization knows almost everything.

The universe is prehistoric, it is a dark forest, everything is hidden in the fog. As the era of the road kicks off, the worlds and civilizations are only connected little by little and communicate with each other. But before that, like the dragon elephant In the valley era, the **** king of monk civilization did not even know the existence of Infinite Realm, Origin Dynasty, Artisan Empire, and Arcane Civilization.

The poet civilization is like a bystander.

Just like their names, they write poems. Everyone is a character in the poem. They may not know each other, but the poets are all in their eyes and know everything.

So Ruo Shuiyi, Wang Yin knows, and the importance of this woman.

But still did not expect it would be so important.

Moving on, Wang Yin could gradually see the forbidden area, the thirteen hall masters, the giants on the path of divine hermitage, the long-formed Meng Fan, stepping into the chaos realm, encountering the Faxiang Heavenly Dynasty, and so on.

It was really shocking.

It's hard to get out of it.

It wasn't until a cold voice sounded that Wang Yin woke up like a dream, and was shocked to find a man in a blue shirt standing in front of him just one foot away.

"I thought you were the Taoist master."

The man in the green shirt, naturally Meng Fan, spoke softly.

Meng Fan's temperament is undergoing tremendous changes every moment. At this moment, he seems to have something like nothing, just like the law of everything, intangible, so vague, but it does exist, and it is extremely powerful.

Because he has been here for tens of thousands of years.

A day outside, here is a few hundred years, a few hundred years, a lot of things can be changed, Meng Fan's temperament is naturally changing every moment.

Wang Yin was stunned for a moment, and immediately resumed as usual. First, he quietly bowed his hands to show respect, then raised his head and smiled and said, "Why do you say that?"

"You don't belong to this world." Meng Fan said softly, every word was very slow, and his head slightly tilted to one side, making the vague and unreal feeling even stronger.

This feeling made Wang Yin a little uncomfortable, but it didn't show up yet.

"Of course I don't belong to this world. I come from the world of poets, and I am not the king of heaven in the future." Wang Yin smiled.

Meng Fan slowly put his hands behind his back: "Well, I may not be able to express it clearly-you don't belong to the prehistoric universe."

Wang Yin's eyes flickered.

Meng Fan continued: "Master Zhuge, lonely and proud, and inviting the Moon Palace Master, can't see through your realm, not because your realm is too high, but because all the laws in this world cannot be applied to you. Like a tiger that fell into the depths of the ocean, the fish in the ocean, whether it is a small fish or a shark, can’t understand what this tiger is. Similarly, I see you, although you can see many things, But there is still some blur, as if a thin mist obscures my vision, but you are just a God King of Seven Tribulations."

Wang Yin smiled helplessly: "'But' just a God King of Seven Tribulations... In this universe, I am afraid that only the future king is qualified to speak like this. It has taken nearly tens of millions of years to go down. I have only reached such a state, and I have worked hard all my life, but the Lord Heavenly King said so calmly."

"Really." Meng Fan spoke like a breeze. "Because you don't belong to this world, I thought you were the mysterious Taoist master. I still can't guess what it is, but you are not."

Wang Yin asked back: "How does Lord Heaven know that I am not? Is it because I look at these stone monuments and get caught up in them, so I don't even realize it in front of Lord Heaven?"

"Everything is sentimental, and all will be tempted. This is nothing." Meng Fan said lightly: "Because the flow of time here is one hundred thousand times that of the outside world, and after you step in, the time on you is also one hundred thousand times. The passage of speed shows that although the effect of this great law of the universe on you is limited, it still has an effect, at least it has an effect on your physical body, then you are not a Taoist master, at least your physical body is not a Taoist master."