The Three Worlds

"What? The person I forgot is...Xian Zhantian?"

Hong Shang felt a creepy feeling in her heart.

horrible!

this is too scary!

She actually forgot about Xian Zhantian.

This is very inappropriate!

She is a saint of the Time Spirit Tribe. She controls part of the power of time. Her memory is absolutely infallible. How could she forget someone so easily?

What's more, this person is not an ordinary person, but a ruthless person who dares to swallow the will of the Immortal Emperor.

Such a powerful person actually disappeared from his memory.

"Yes, it's Xian Zhantian!"

Su Chen nodded slightly and looked at Bubuka.

"Do you know what kind of power affects all of our memories?"

When Bubuka heard this question, there was a look of thought in his eyes.

"If I guess correctly, it should be a kind of avenue between heaven and earth!"

He was silent for a moment and said.

"The avenue? What kind of avenue can affect a person's memory?"

Su Chen frowned, somewhat disbelieving this inference.

"Perhaps, all of us have gone astray. This does not affect our memory, but only affects our senses."

Bubuka's answer stunned Su Chen and others.

"Isn't it affecting memory?"

Su Chen suddenly calmed down and thought for a while.

"Is it affecting the senses?"

Hongshang was slightly startled, thinking about whether Bubuka's inference was consistent with the current situation.

"Yes, in my opinion, it should be some kind of avenue that affects all of our senses, causing everyone to focus on people like Wen Moqu, Jun Yixiao, Gu Heng, and Xue Ding, thus ignoring The existence of Xian Zhantian.”

Bubuka said with a serious expression.

"Nonsense, how can our senses be easily misled by others!"

The little golden Buddha curled his lips and said.

"I can't explain it to you, a pig. People who practice incense are basically brainless. They don't need to think. They just need to find a place to lay their bodies. As long as they wait for tens of millions of years, your followers will multiply and have descendants. , more and more, you can continue to harvest incense. "

There was a hint of sarcasm in the corner of Bubuka's mouth.

"You...you are thinking nonsense. The cultivation of incense and fire is not as simple as you said. If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense."

The little golden Buddha was so angry that his face turned livid and he cursed angrily.

"It's not as easy as I said, but it's not as difficult as you said. After all, you can't handle difficult things. If you are really capable, then the next Spirit Emperor of the Time Spirit Clan will not be Hongshang, but It’s you!”

Bubuka and other people also come in the same way.

"Hmph, you know what the heck, I took the initiative to give up my position as Spiritual Emperor. This is something I don't want. You can't say I can't get it!"

The little golden Buddha's face turned frighteningly dark and he snorted.

"Stop bragging. The position of Time Spirit Emperor is not something you can get if you want it, nor can you reject it if you don't want it. The power of time is everywhere. Without that kind of talent and foundation, you can't control time at all. The core origin of the Spirit Clan, so you are kicked out not because you don’t want it, but because your talent is not good enough and you cannot gain the recognition of the Spirit Clan’s great world origin!”

Bubuka dared to say anything, and it didn't matter whether Su Chen or Hongshang were around. Anyway, it just said whatever it thought of.

It has already left the Time Spirit Clan.

Then, the secret of the Time Spirit Clan is no longer a secret to it. It can be told to others casually, and everyone can listen if they like.

Anyway, it was too lazy to keep it a secret from those old guys from the Eldar Tribe.

As long as everyone asks it about the secrets of the Time Spirit Clan, as long as the price is right, it can sell it for money!

These days, we are independent.

It is difficult to survive in this world without trying to make some money.

"Shut up, Bubuka, stop talking nonsense here!"

The little golden Buddha didn't dare to argue with Bubuka anymore.

This guy really has no scruples and dares to say anything. Even the secrets involving the origin of the spiritual world are revealed to the outside world without reservation.

Looking at the situation, this guy is determined to cut off ties with the Spirit Clan.

"If you don't mess with me, I won't even bother to argue with you. It's you who took the initiative to fight with Bibi!"

Bubuka raised his head, showing full of arrogance.

"So, what you are saying is that there is some kind of avenue between heaven and earth that can affect our sensory judgment?"

Hongshang saw that Little Golden Buddha and Bu Buka had finished bickering, and then she asked.

She didn't want to easily intervene in the fight between Little Golden Buddha and Bubuka, lest Bubka would hold a grudge again later.

"Yes, there must be some kind of special avenue in this world, which affects everyone's judgment."

Bubuka nodded slowly and said.

"What kind of avenue is that that can affect everyone's senses unconsciously?"

Su Chen frowned slightly and asked.

"For example...the way of phantoms!"

Bubuka's face hardened, and he looked up at the sky above his head again.

Originally, it could still vaguely see a trace, but now, it cannot see at all what is special about this sky.

It seems that the avenue that affects everyone's senses has been taken away.

Or rather it was hidden.

"The way of the phantom?"

Hong Shang bit her lip gently, with a thoughtful look in her eyes.

The Way of Illusion is an extremely special avenue. In many origin worlds, no one practices this avenue.

To be precise, those worlds have not nurtured the Way of Illusion at all.

"The Way of Illusion, with the power of illusion, confuses, guides, and changes everyone's senses?"

Su Chen murmured softly.

Bubuka's speculation is indeed very reasonable, at least, it is much more reasonable than his own guess.

Originally, he was thinking whether there is a certain avenue in this world that can affect everyone's memory, not forcibly modifying the memory, nor tampering with the memory, nor deleting the memory, but just making people temporarily lose the impression of something or a person.

This avenue should not exist. If it really exists, it would be too terrible.

You know, these people are all about to enter the peak of existence in the heavens and the worlds. If someone can change their memory at will, it would be terrible.

"Forget it, no matter what kind of avenue it is, we should go meet that Xian Zhantian now."

Su Chen chuckled, and his figure flashed and disappeared.

At the same time.

In the human gate, a remote area.

This place is deserted, and there is no trace of any soul.

But at this moment, suddenly several figures fell, and the light burst out, illuminating the surroundings.

"Xian Zhantian, do you want to come out by yourself, or do you want me to dig you out three feet into the ground?"

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