All Heavens: Start with the Heaven-Covering Sacrifice

Chapter 142: Traveling through time at the same time? God's Tomb He Lang's excitement!
After going through the trilogy and the world of the Supreme Being, He Lang felt that it was too slow to travel through the worlds one by one, and that he had worked so hard for so long that it was time to enjoy himself.

The next adventure will be completed by myself in the universe!
The source of inspiration was the novel he had read about traveling through the universe and the universe. He had this plan when he was in the First World.

He Lang used the ultimate power of his own sacrifice and the ultimate power of the Dao Fruit to directly and forcibly distort the time scale and chaos scale of the Sea of ​​Nothingness and Chaos, and communicated with many of his incarnations.

Among the countless true spirits of him and me in the heavens and all realms, a palace of great roads emerged in their hearts, exuding a transcendent aura.

In the void and chaotic sea, countless incarnations of him noticed their own abnormalities at the same time, and their hearts were filled with ecstasy.

"I said that time travelers should have a golden finger! My golden finger, you are finally here!"

The Chinese Empire, the imperial capital.

A young man who was wiping the table in the restaurant paused, a look of ecstasy appeared on his face, and he roared in his heart.

"He Lang, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and work! Are you trying to be lazy? Be careful or I won't teach you my unique skills!"

Because He Lang paused for too long, he soon attracted the attention of the old owner of the restaurant, who drew out a long tone and shouted.

"You dog capitalist, you are already destined to die!" He Lang muttered in his heart.

That's right, he has now become the person he hates the most.

You're working for this shopkeeper for nothing without getting paid!
"Boss, my hand is cramping, I'll take it easy!" Not knowing the type of his golden finger, He Lang smiled and said.

After all, if you don't have the ability, you can only pretend to be a grandson! This shopkeeper is a second-level Xiantian warrior. It is said that he was a great master of the Zhenwu realm before. In a fight with others, his foundation was damaged and he fell to the Xiantian realm. But compared to him, he is still very powerful.

He Lang was here with the idea of ​​becoming his disciple. He had traveled to this world for more than ten years and had already figured out what kind of world this was.

The empire he is in now is called the Huaxia Empire, which sounds extremely familiar. Before He Lang learned more about it, he thought it was a fictional empire created by some time traveler!
However, when he learned that this continent was called Tianyuan Continent, and that there were warriors and Taoists in the east of Tianyuan Continent, and magicians and dragon knights in the west, and he also accidentally heard that there was a free and easy king named Chen Zhan in the Huaxia Empire, he was numb.

What a bullshit imaginary empire! This is the most terrifying world, the world of the God's Tomb written by the unknown red brush! The only one who can compete with it is the world after ascension.

Having traveled through the abyss of heaven and earth, and condensed the primordial chaos of the universe, even if one escapes the six paths of reincarnation, one cannot escape the catastrophe of heaven and earth...

This is a horrifying world where God regards all living things as food. The way of Heaven, which was originally independent and should not have been the mother of Heaven and Earth, has been eroded by the evil thoughts of all living things and is no longer fair and ruthless. Instead, it has its own consciousness and has set off catastrophes of world destruction time and time again.

The strong among all living things are unwilling to become food for the Heavenly Dao, and they rebel against the Heaven and want to destroy the Heavenly Dao. Through thousands of calamities and hundreds of difficulties, the immortal will of the strong who defy the Heaven will last forever, creating one war song after another that defies the Heaven.

The ancient forbidden god Dugu Baitian, the Supreme Demon Lord, the Human King, the Ghost Lord and other heaven-defying fighting spirits are even more powerful. Oh, by the way, there is also the free and easy King Chen Zhan in the imperial capital.

"I will always keep an eye on you, so don't be lazy! Do you still want to learn my forbidden secret technique?" The shopkeeper stroked his long beard and said lightly.

you……

It would have been fine if he hadn't said this. Once he said this, He Lang really wanted to give him a slap in the face. He had been here for four or five years and they had only taught him a few mediocre Kung Fu moves. How could he still have the nerve to mention this?

If He Lang wasn't really sure that he had a unique skill in his hands, he would have run away long ago.

Because Chen Zhan, the free and easy king, has come to this restaurant many times, and every time he has been talking with the old shopkeeper.

He Lang and Chen Zhan are also familiar with each other.

During one of their conversations, He Lang heard Chen Zhan and the old shopkeeper talking about ancient tombs, celestial beings, and the Supreme Forgetfulness, which instantly strengthened his determination to stay.

Perhaps because they felt that He Lang was not up to the mark and did not know much about the affairs of the cultivation world, the two did not avoid mentioning He Lang in their conversation.

They didn't know that He Lang had read the novel.

The two elements of heaven and the Supreme Forgetfulness were enough for him to associate them with!
The Supreme Record of Forgetting Emotions! From extreme emotions to ruthlessness, emotions disappear and the law is born, with incomparable evil intentions.

He Lang guessed that the old shopkeeper was practicing this magic skill, which was written by the legendary celestial being, but actually the Supreme of the Heavenly Dao. Once practiced, a clone would be born in the body, and this clone would kill the original consciousness.

However, He Lang was not very afraid. After guessing that it was the Tai Shang Wang Qing Lu, He Lang became more determined.

His qualifications had long been assessed by the old shopkeeper, who said he had a mediocre aptitude and would have a hard time achieving anything.

Without any rare talents and treasures to transform oneself, it would be difficult to go far in spiritual practice.

Years of practice have also proved this point. He Lang feels that if he doesn't go astray, this will be how his life will be.

He would have died in the years before Heaven destroyed the world. He had finally made the trip through time, and although he couldn't have a grand and spectacular experience, he still had to at least fight hard.

Thinking in his mind, He Lang's hands and feet became more and more nimble. He was busy welcoming and seeing off guests, and the old shopkeeper kept nodding his head. This was the right thing to do!

As the night grew darker and the restaurant closed, He Lang ran back to his home.

Seeing his impetuous look, the old shopkeeper couldn't help but shake his head. This kid! He looks calm, but he is actually a little jumpy.

With this kind of personality, how can he pass on this supreme magic skill that he has obtained! The magic skill itself has a terrible devilish nature. If it falls into the hands of this little guy, he will definitely not be able to resist the temptation.

"Ahem!" The old shopkeeper coughed a few times, and blood spilled on the ground. "My health is getting worse and worse, so I have to make plans early." The old shopkeeper wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and sighed.

He Lang had no idea what the old shopkeeper was thinking, and now he was filled with only anticipation.

After closing the door, He Lang went straight into bed without taking off his clothes and closed his eyes.

"May God bless me, ah, no, may the Three Pure Ones, may Amitabha bless me, let me get a golden finger that can travel through the heavens, and take me away from this world." He Lang first prayed to God, but when he thought of the God of this world, forget it! He quickly changed his target.

As his consciousness moved, the real name of the palace in his mind fell into his awareness.

Zixiao Palace? He Lang read out the name of the palace with some surprise.

He immediately wanted to go in and take a look!
As soon as the thought came to his mind, a suction force immediately emanated from the Zixiao Palace and sucked his consciousness in.

When He Lang in the Divine Tomb regained consciousness, he saw a person who looked exactly like him sitting on a cushion on a high platform, looking at him.

"Who are you? Why are you pretending to be me?" He Lang from the Shenmu was shocked and asked quickly.

Could it be that the golden finger was discovered by some heaven-defying fighting spirit? Or was it discovered by the heaven? So it invaded my body.

He Lang's real self looked at me and was speechless for a moment, as if he was in another world.

This is him before he traveled through time! He was so cautious before.

"I am He Lang, and you are also He Lang. Don't panic. Sit on the Avenue Cushion and you will understand everything." He Lang said, pointing to the Three Thousand Avenue Cushions.

He Lang in the Divine Tomb looked at the cushion on the main road below, then looked at He Lang on the high platform, but did not sit down immediately.

"Why do you get to sit on it?" He Lang from the Shenmu said dissatisfiedly.

"First come, first served. It's your fault for being slow." He Lang was stunned and said helplessly.

God's Tomb He Lang: "..."

Hearing this, he randomly chose a seat and sat down, but the next moment his eyes widened.

Sitting on the Dao cushion, one can actually share other people's talents, martial arts, secret techniques, and the insights of the Dao. This choice requires the consent of other He Lang.

Against the will of heaven! He Lang in the Tomb of the Gods only felt that it was beyond the will of heaven.

The next moment, a stream of memories appeared in his mind. Those were the memories of He Lang in the real world.

"Why are you still in the real world! And I am in the God's Tomb world, this is not scientific!" After He Lang from the God's Tomb received the memories, he jumped directly up from the cushion on the avenue.

Seeing that in reality He Lang was leisurely fishing and playing games, while he was living in fear, he would bravely question even if it was 'his' own' people!

As for the reason, it is that there is no Adventure System in my memory. I only know that I traveled through it after staying up late to read novels.

He Lang communicated with all the heavens and worlds, but did not completely enlighten these others and me. Instead, he decided to play a supporting role, so there was no shared memory.

"How would I know?" He Lang said calmly.

"What is this halo of astonishing wisdom? Logically speaking, we are all one person. Why do you have the talent of astonishing wisdom and I don't?" He Lang from the Divine Tomb checked the talent they shared and shouted again.

What a waste!

This is the feeling of He Lang in the Divine Tomb.

As soon as the aura of astonishing wisdom was bestowed upon him, he felt that he had a deeper understanding of the sword techniques passed down to him by the old shopkeeper. He discovered that these techniques were just simplified versions and there was still plenty of power left in the sword techniques.

Is this what genius feels like?
"This may be because of the Zixiao Palace. After all, it is the place where Taoist Hongjun preached and the source of all the Taos. Maybe it has been contaminated with the aura of the Jade Butterfly of Creation! It is normal to have such a function." He Lang looked at He Lang in the God's Tomb and explained.

"I think so too."

He Lang of the God's Tomb deeply agreed with this and felt that it was worthy of me! We all had the same idea.

And He Lang in the Divine Tomb soon had other ideas.

"You said there are so many large-scale cushions here, and you and I are here, so are we wearing the same one?" said He Lang from the Divine Tomb.

"I think it is!"

He Lang nodded.

"That's great, let's take off immediately!" He Lang from the Divine Tomb was shocked and looked outside the Zixiao Palace, waiting for his other selves to arrive and chat with He Lang about his experiences.

Tears welled up in my eyes.

(End of this chapter)