I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Chapter 1717: How much time is like a dream (third update)

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An Lin knew that Dongfang Zhuang could only rely on him now.

He is already the last straw of Dongfang Zhuang, the last chance of dying.

But An Lin was also very desperate. He was so confused by the situation in front of him that he hadn't even figured out the essence of the incident, let alone how to save Dongfang Mengjie.

Maybe give him time to study slowly, and he can really research something.

But now, what they lack the most is time. Once Dongfang Zhuang couldn't hold on anymore and the white stone dimmed, Dongfang Mengjie would be entangled and destroyed by the black silk thread in the void in an instant.

"Anlin... Please..." Dongfang Zhuang gritted his teeth, burning his blood crazily, trying to save the situation, but his breath became weaker and weaker, and the black lines were getting closer and closer to the woman with a peaceful face .

An Lin took a deep breath, feeling bitter in his heart. Please give the other party a detailed direction, otherwise how would the other party know what to do

An Lin's slander belongs to his slander, but he is also trying his best to think of ways to break the situation.

Injecting a huge amount of power of time in an attempt to promote the movement of time, but because of the disorder of time, it caused a riot of time. After all, the city still hasn't been able to catch up with the present time.

However, the only good thing is that time is no longer eternally static, it is constantly beating up and down, which proves that it also has the possibility of normal flow.

When An Lin was thinking, suddenly at a certain moment, he felt that Dongfang Mengjie in front of him had a different feeling again, as if something overlapped with something. Through the curtain of the medical hall, he saw the bustling crowd outside.

Pupils shrank suddenly.

This scene is the scene after time stood still!

Can time jump back to the original moment

But soon, the scene outside the medical hall changed again, and it was no longer the previous scene.

But Anlin has already seen hope.

This city can return to the original time, if Dongfang Mengjie's body can be connected to that period of time, she will not be backlashed again.

If that period of time can be brought into line with the absolute time of the real world, then the opponent can be completely rescued from the time dilemma!

Now time is beating irregularly, how can it change from beating to normal flow

Wait... connect

In line with absolute time

An Lin's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Mengjie, don't worry, even if I die, I will die before you, and I will never let you leave alone." The strength in Dongfang Zhuang's body has been exhausted, and his blood has become his last source of energy. Constantly consuming. The uncle's expression was obviously extremely sluggish, but as long as he looked at the woman in front of him, his eyes would be bright, and he would never tire of seeing it.

"Dongfang is strong, I have a way to save her, just hold on!" An Lin said loudly.

As soon as this remark came out, Dongfang Zhuangshi shuddered suddenly, and his eyes couldn't help turning red: "Really? Fellow Daoist Anlin, are you serious?"

"It's absolutely true, so don't give up." An Lin said.

"Don't worry, I will be able to hold on!! Great, really great..." The uncle, who has lived for countless thousands of years, couldn't help tears welling up in his eyes.

He was already desperate, ready to run out of essence and blood, and die together with Dongfang Mengjie. He didn't expect that An Lin could really break the situation and really give him hope for a new life.

Time is still beating violently.

An Lin's whole body was tense as he observed the surrounding situation.

Every time the time changes, he has to notice.

Time is passing fast.

Dongfang Zhuangshi trembled all over, he was about to be unable to hold on anymore, and the blood in his body was almost dried up, but when he thought of being able to save Dongfang Mengjie, he held on and did not fall down.

An Lin is also very impatient, but time jumps irregularly, and he doesn't know when he will be able to jump to the original time point. It may be in the next second, or it may never be.

It's all about luck...

Sometimes fate is something that living beings can't understand.

There are thousands of paths, and there are also thousands of destiny.

Every flick of a finger, every moment, can differentiate into hundreds of millions of possibilities.

An Lin didn't think too much about other things, and concentrated on observing the beating of time.

Finally, at a certain moment, that feeling reappeared.

Dongfang Mengjie in front of her eyes suddenly merged with the surrounding world. The crowd outside the medical hall came and went, the sunlight fell on the woman's face through the window paper, it was soft, bright and peaceful.

An Lin's eyes were fixed, and his aura instantly climbed to the peak.

The golden ripples suddenly spread to the entire medical hall, and then expanded infinitely, even covering the entire ancient city, and then everything stood still!

authority tricks...

Time stands still! !

The riot time, which kept beating, stopped beating in the next moment.

Everything was still, except for a man, whose white clothes were still gently swaying.

At this moment, An Lin dominates the time in the ancient city!

Everything is silent, only one landscape is still flowing, he is in charge of the supreme law, and the black silk thread that eroded towards Dongfang Mengjie disappeared instantly at this moment!

Yes, this technique obtained from the river of time is the key to breaking the game!

The art of time stillness can stop relative time within a certain range. When the time stillness ends, the suspended area will reconnect with the absolute time of the Heaven and Earth Avenue, and will not be misplaced.

This is the characteristic of his technique, which can be applied to any situation!

The time of this ancient city, in essence, is a misplaced time.

If An Lin uses time stillness on the time that is already misplaced, then after the time stillness passes, the time of this ancient city will be forcibly reconnected with the absolute time of the Heaven and Earth Avenue under the power of magic! In other words, An Lin used time to stop, but in fact, he focused on using the passive skills of the spell to reconnect with absolute time!

After a second.

Sunlight shines through the window paper and falls into the house, warming the whole space.

A gust of breeze blew by, and the curtains of the medical hall danced gently.

Jingle bell, jingle bell...

The wind chime made an extremely crisp and pleasant sound.

"Sell osmanthus cakes, fresh osmanthus cakes, three yuan a piece."

"Ma Ma, I want to eat osmanthus cake."

"Eat that fart of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, prodigal son, first eat the candied haws in your hand!"

A burst of noise or laughter came from outside.

The woman in the long beige dress was grasping the medicine. Her small, clean and delicate hands were very nimble, but her movements stopped abruptly. She raised her head and was stunned. What was reflected in her bright eyes was an uncle with unicorn horns.

The uncle burst into tears, crying confusedly.

"What's the matter, Zhuangshi, Danta's exam failed? If you fail the exam, you will fail the exam. What's the big man crying?" The upbeat man slapped him across the face.

"Mengjie... I... I..."

Dongfang Zhuang kept wiping away his tears, excited, excited, and a little dizzy.

"I seem to be a little anemic..."

The uncle's head was buzzing, and when he rolled his eyes, he passed out directly.

(end of this chapter)