Weird Calendar

Qin Ze's breath suddenly turned aside. The broken body was instantly reshaped in the golden mist.

Sima Yi, who was supposed to be dead, also felt terrifying life injected into his body at this moment.

The broken white umbilical cord connected him and Qin Ze.

This is not Sima Yi's good intentions, he is just naive and wants to know who this mask can summon.

Sima Yi is another person who particularly hates falling short when the end is near.

With jealousy, stubbornness, unwillingness, and curiosity, he gritted his teeth and persisted until now.

But because of this, he received feedback.

Sima Yi noticed that the whirlpools on the face of the Maze King... had really been changed. Those halo-like whirlpools had actually become substantial and had cracks.

Sima Yi found that all the "confused" people around him seemed to have died unknowingly.

It seemed as if Qin Ze's hand had crushed the vortex.

All the summons of the Labyrinth King were killed.

This kind of thing...can it really be done?

What kind of guy did Qin Ze summon?

"Do you like traveling? Time is very limited, and there are too few places I can take you to. But there should be a few more."

Time seems to have stopped.

Qin Ze suddenly started talking to himself. Of course that's not really talking to yourself.

It's just that at this time, Qin Ze has been replaced by the ancestor of the old calendar.

Qin Ze's consciousness turned into the voice of the ancestor of the old calendar.

"Kill it? That's not urgent. That's not the most important thing at this stage."

"One minute is too short. You can only go to six places. The remaining second is used to kill people."

"Gods are troublesome enemies, but not this one."

After the ancestor of the old calendar finished speaking, he snapped his fingers.

The journey begins.

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Time remaining: Fifty-one seconds.

In the distance is a white mist shrouding the entire city.

Visibility is almost non-existent, and only the faint outlines of buildings in the distance can be seen.

The endless thick fog is like a city wall.

Qin Ze's figure, or the figure of the ancestor of the old calendar, quickly disappeared into the thick fog.

In the fog, Qin Ze began to talk with the ancestor of the old calendar.

【where is this place? 】

"I thought you would let me spend some time to get in. Unexpectedly... you actually came in directly."

The expression of the ancestor of the old calendar was a little confused, but it was covered by the mask and could not be seen.

Soon, he seemed to figure it out.

"This place is called Baichuan City. Not everyone can come in. You can understand that this place is a Hall of Heroes."

【Hall of Valor? 】

These three words were very familiar to Qin Ze, but it was obvious that this was not the Hall of Heroes he thought.

The ancestor of the old calendar explained:

"It's not the Hall of Heroes in the small world I created. That Hall of Heroes is not worthy of being compared with Baichuan City."

"Baichuan City is where the British souls return. Only those recognized by Baichuan City are eligible to enter."

A series of names appeared in the mind of the ancestor of the old calendar.

These names were all unfamiliar to Qin Ze, but he heard Ling Hansu.

The name of this master of the old calendar made Qin Ze realize that it was probably some people who had made significant contributions to the world who were qualified to enter Baichuan City.

[So...am I qualified to enter? 】

"It didn't exist originally. I planned to help you get it, but Baichuan City actually accepted you without my need to take action... In a sense, we wasted ten seconds."

The ancestor of the old calendar smiled to himself.

【Why? 】

"You have rings on your body."

【ring? 】

"You can understand the product of the closed loop of time and space as cause and effect that transcends time and space. In other words, you will have a journey across time in the near future."

Qin Ze was dumbfounded, Huan actually meant this.

There is a ring on my body...I will cross over and lose control.

So why?

The ancestor of the old calendar smiled:

"Who knows? Many people have the desire to save something across time. It's great that you have such an opportunity."

If you want to talk about saving something across time, probably no one has more experience than Zhou Baiyu, the ancestor of the old calendar.

He suddenly felt that Qin Ze was really pleasing to the eye.

It's a pity that the two of them are in the same body at this time, otherwise he would really want to pat his shoulder, like the senior encouraging the younger.

"It's good that Baichuan City has accepted you and recognized you. Qin Ze, you are great. You may have the opportunity to travel with me in the future."

"The next place is very important. It is your key to the decisive battle."

"Are you ready for your next trip?"

In the city streets in the thick fog, the ancestor of the old calendar snapped his fingers again, and his figure disappeared instantly.

The silent Baichuan City is still silent.

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Time, forty-one seconds.

The stench of flesh and blood assaulted his nostrils. What Qin Ze saw was a temple made of countless flesh and blood.

Twelve ferocious-looking totem statues of the twelve zodiac signs appeared outside the temple.

It seems to be protecting the temple.

Standing here, the ancestor of the old calendar looked towards the temple, as if his gaze could penetrate the temple.

"It seems we can go again."

There is a bit of helplessness in this sentence, but also a bit of relief.

【What's the meaning? Are you just here for a visit? 】

"Someone has already done what I want to do. Although no one has done it yet, I have brought you to the future."

Qin Ze didn't speak.

He really doesn't understand the arrangement of the ancestor of the old calendar.

The ancestor of the old calendar simply explained:

"The current situation is something that I thought no one would do. It is something that everyone thinks is wrong..."

"It was done."

"This matter concerns the entire world and the next Old Calendar War."

"But what I didn't expect was...that someone did it."

Not long after, someone came to the Fallen Temple and did what the ancestor of the Old Calendar thought he wanted to do.

This is Qin Ze's understanding.

At the same time, Qin Ze also noticed that this matter was essentially correct.

But because of the impact of this incident, everyone may think that this incident is wrong.

"It takes a lot of courage for someone to do this. I admire her."

Speaking of this, the ancestor of the old calendar smiled:

"Qin Ze, you have a very good partner. It's really enviable. But next, you may face a very passive situation."

"Please firmly believe that you are not wrong."

Qin Ze didn't know why. Why did you suddenly mention your partner?

His partner is, of course, Qiao Wei.

Could it be that that incident has something to do with Qiao Wei? Although Qin Ze came to this place for the first time, he still guessed it from the twelve zodiac signs - this may be the totem of the fallen god.

This must be related to the fallen god.

But there are more things that Qin Ze can't guess.

And since the other party didn't explain clearly, it can be seen that everything is done to not affect the cause and effect.

Qin Ze didn't ask for more details, but just asked another question:

[Where is your partner? 】

"Me? Hahaha, I have several confidantes...all of different races, and all of them are top-notch. It's a pity that they all live in Baichuan City."

There was actually a bit of loneliness in his tone.

Qin Ze was dumbfounded, Baichuan City is where Ying's soul returns, that is to say...

The confidante of the ancestor of the old calendar was all dead.

The ancestor of the old calendar sighed and said:

"Ready to go to the next place?"

【good. 】

Outside the Fallen Temple, twelve ferocious totems suddenly entered a state of alert.

Their dim eyes flashed with red light.

But soon, it fell silent again.

Because that figure has disappeared, as if it had never been there.

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Time remaining, thirty-one seconds.

The wind and rain were wailing, and in a thatched hut, a solitary lamp lit up.

The world around him was dim, and not far away there was thick darkness, like a wall.

This is a small, enclosed space that seems to be used to imprison the person locked in the hut.

When the ancestor of the old calendar appeared with Qin Ze, the ancestor of the old calendar did not enter the hut.

Time seemed to have stopped again.

The wind and rain were frozen by the huge force. Standing in the wind and rain, Qin Ze found that there was not even a drop of rain on his body.

"Old friend, I'm here to see you."

Qin Ze didn't speak and waited quietly.

An old voice sounded:

"According to the rules, there are very few things you can interfere with, and you can't even kill me. You don't have time to kill me. What are you doing here?"

This voice felt very familiar to Qin Ze.

It was so familiar that he thought about it for a moment and then remembered it.

That was the sound I heard when I was bleeding on the Golden Calendar manuscript!

"It's nothing. As you said, my time is very little. Our story has passed, old friend."

The ancestor of the old calendar sighed slightly:

"I just came to see you, and by the way, I gave you something."

In the hand of the ancestor of the old calendar, at some point, there was a white bandage, which seemed to be torn from Sima Yi's white umbilical cord.

The next second, the white bandage fragments on his hands disappeared.

The man in the hut began to cough violently.

"I wish you good luck and hope you figure it out soon."

After saying that, the ancestor of the old calendar turned around and left.

A voice suddenly came from inside the hut:

"Hmph, do you think I'm the sentimental person?"

The ancestor of the old calendar smiled and said:

"Of course not, it's just that if there are only memories left in life, then I hope you can remember your former wife and daughter. Although they may mean nothing to you. But I hope you remember them."

The people in the hut coughed and laughed:

"Hahahahahaha...a boring trick, ahem...a boring trick!"

"It's so boring! The old calendar is a joke! You and all the masters of the old calendar are a joke!"

Only then did Qin Ze ask:

【Who is this person? 】

The ancestor of the old calendar said:

"Just an old man who refuses to accept that times have changed."

"Let's go, it's time for us to go to the next place. I can do a little more in that place."

The ancestor of the old calendar snapped his fingers.

The wind and rain howled again, and the people in the hut were still coughing.

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Time remaining, twenty-one seconds.

In the unknown territory, Jian Yiyi launched the attack for the sixty-seventh time.

This time, Jian Yiyi was evaluated as "If you hesitate, you will lose."

The sixty-eighth time, when the unsheathed black knife fell, ready to start the sixty-ninth challenge——

The master of the black sword suddenly sheathed his sword.

Because there are special energy fluctuations around.

"It's too strict. Even your late disciple wouldn't be able to defeat you in a hundred duels."

"The child in front of you can make you draw the sword in such a number of times. This is a unique super genius."

The ancestor of the old calendar suddenly appeared.

Although time stopped, the master of the black knife was not affected. He was quite surprised to see this masked guy saying such words.

Soon, that familiar aura made him realize who this masked man was:

"You should know that in this scene, we are all your creations."

"My strictness is also what you ask for."

Qin Ze realized that this was the game field, the second world created by the ancestor of the old calendar.

He has created two worlds in total. One world is hidden in the world of the old calendar, and the entrance can only appear through grievances.

If the grievances disappear, they will be forcibly deported.

The other world is the "real world" where I grew up.

Now, they come to the "game world".

Qin Ze saw Jian Yiyi. He didn't expect to see Mother Jane here.

The inner excitement obviously also affected the Lord of the Old Calendar.

【This is my companion! It's my boss! 】

"I know, I know, it's really touching... He's also the boss."

The ancestor of the old calendar smiled:

"I originally wanted to get this black knife for you to use."

"But now it seems...this black knife has someone more suitable for it."

"Qin Ze, in addition to having a good partner, you also have a good friend."

The ancestor of the old calendar was indeed very emotional.

He can only appear for a short time and can only change some things to a limited extent.

But he discovered that whether it was the identity of Baichuan City, a major event that changed the future, or an artifact that could cut off fate——

It's all related to Qin Ze.

Qin Ze's cause and effect spread all over many places he originally wanted to go.

He gradually realized...

The Old Calendar Era has really arrived, and those guys who are as good as the original ones are changing the world.

My decision was right. Even though I lost the Old Calendar War——

But the world you create will bring new combat power to the next war.

It doesn't matter whether you win or lose. The one who laughs last is the real winner.

"You surprised me."

Qin Ze didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, but he was in a good mood now.

Although he saw Mother Jian in a very embarrassed state... it was the first time that he saw that even the tattoos on Mother Jian's body had disappeared.

But Qin Ze is not worried about anything. He always has an almost blind confidence in Jian Yiyi.

"Since there is nothing to stop at, it's time for us to move on to the next place. The trip is almost over."

The ancestor of the old calendar found that he was late. Qin Ze already had many of the things he wanted to do for Qin Ze.

This actually felt good because it made him realize that he wasn't alone.

It just takes some time for the seedlings to be qualified to participate in the second Old Calendar War and completely eliminate corruption.

"The next place is a very critical place. It is a level that you must face in your life."

"Are you ready? Or do you want to leave a message for your companions? It can be done."

"After all, we are not in the present, but in the future."

Qin Ze thought for a while and finally shook his head:

[No, I believe team leader, you really wasted ten seconds... because this person is the one who least needs special care. 】

The ancestor of the old calendar laughed at himself:

"There are days when I can't recognize the situation~ Unfortunately, some things cannot be changed."

After he finished speaking, he snapped his fingers.

Eleven seconds remain.

The figure of the ancestor of the old calendar disappeared.

The black knife fell, and Jian Yiyi began a new challenge.