The thing in Situ Lin's hand was the Heavenly Book.

This is a forbidden item, the only one of its kind in the history of the world.

By reading this book, you can travel through the long river of time, dispel the fog, and peek into the truth of history.

As long as his body allows, Situ Lin will definitely resolve the many questions in his mind.

The heavenly book is tightly closed, and the rhythm of Tao is not evident.

Nangong Ge lowered his eyebrows slightly, stared at the heavenly book, his heart was in turmoil, he controlled his emotions, and said in a deep voice: "Ancestor, what do you mean?"

"I'll lend you some time."

Situ Lin gently placed the heavenly book on the table and expressed his feelings.

"Ah?" Nangong Ge's face suddenly changed and he was extremely surprised.

This is a heavenly book, more precious than the emperor's weapon.

"I can't use it now anyway, so why not let you take it and put it to some use."

Situ Lin drank his tea and spoke calmly.

"This...isn't appropriate!"

Although Nangong Ge was indeed moved, he was too embarrassed to accept it and politely declined.

"I'm not giving it to you as a gift. I'm just lending it to you for a while. When my injuries are mostly healed, I'll naturally ask for it back."

Situ Lin smiled.

"Thank you, Patriarch."

Nangong Ge was no longer polite. He immediately stood up, bowed and expressed his sincere gratitude.

"No need to be polite, sit down."

Situ Lin smiled with relief and nodded slightly.

Sitting back in his original seat, Nangong Ge could not help but look at the heavenly book placed in front of him. Although he tried his best to restrain himself, an unnatural expression still appeared on his face, and his heart beat faster and faster.

"open to take a look."

With Situ Lin's keen eyesight, how could he not notice Nangong Ge's emotional fluctuations?

Nangong Ge and Situ Lin looked at each other, feeling very grateful. Then, they slowly raised their right hands and headed towards the Heavenly Book.

Keep calm and stay composed.

When his fingertips touched the Heavenly Book, time seemed to stand still. Nangong Ge's heart trembled violently, and then stopped beating.

It took Nangong Ge a few breaths to adjust his mood.

A hand was placed on the heavenly book, and with a little force, it was opened.

In an instant, everything around Nangong Ge changed.

The cabin and Situ Lin were no longer in sight.

Being in a strange space shrouded in white mist, a faint light penetrated the thick fog and fell on Nangong Ge's face, making him feel softer.

He raised his hand and caught the soft light.

Nangong Ge walked forward slowly, pushed aside layer after layer of white mist, and saw something emitting soft light, and was filled with awe.

A chessboard engraved with countless marks, intertwined with a strong sense of vicissitudes.

This is one of the nine volumes of the Heavenly Book, how could Nangong Ge not be excited.

Before Nangong Ge could get close to the chessboard, something else appeared in front of him.

"Qiang!"

The void collapsed and a silver light flashed.

The second volume of the heavenly book, the Crescent Moon Scimitar.

The other incarnations of the Heavenly Book appeared one after another.

"Om-"

Blue spirit beads, talismans, three-foot sword, compass, jade pen, moonlight paper, and Liushuang harp.

Nine items were arranged in a line.

Every corner of this space is covered with complex runes.

Nangong Ge stared at these things, his lips slightly parted, his eyes flickering, unable to hide his excitement.

Through the things transformed by the heavenly book, he seemed to have a glimpse of the truth of history.

It is difficult for others to understand this feeling.

Situ Lin did not disturb Nangong Ge who had entered a special state, and sipped his tea quietly.

Watching the power of the rules of the Heavenly Book up close was a great fortune for Nangong Ge.

To comprehend the way of heavenly book is better than countless years of hard practice.

Nangong Ge was immersed in it and entered a state of ecstasy.

......

The ninth heaven, an ancient star.

Chen Qingyuan was in seclusion here, concentrating his attention.

Now he is in the late eighth step of Divine Bridge.

The first challenge he had to face was to find a way to reach the peak of the eighth step. Only then would he be qualified to reach the Quasi-Emperor realm.

Sitting in the void, surrounded by spiritual energy.

He refined dozens of top-grade precious medicines and allowed his Taoist body to absorb them quickly.

In the blink of an eye, three years passed.

After absorbing a large amount of spiritual energy, the body reached an excellent state.

Taking this opportunity, Chen Qingyuan began to break through the bottleneck.

The surrounding void collapsed, affecting an area of ​​hundreds of thousands of miles.

The vast spiritual energy that gathered together did not penetrate into Chen Qingyuan's body for the time being, and it was fluctuating back and forth in this space without any regularity.

Before long, various strange sights appeared.

His black hair was flying and his momentum was increasing suddenly.

A faint Taoist lotus appeared beneath Chen Qingyuan's body.

The color is dark gray and the buds are about to bloom.

After half a month, the strange rules that were entangled in every part of Chen Qingyuan's body suddenly dissipated without leaving any trace.

"Wow—"

The Taoist lotus beneath him slowly unfolded.

The diameter is about three meters, with more than ten lotus leaves.

“Chi——Boom——”

As Dao Lian stretched out, a powerful force roared out from Chen Qingyuan's body, as mighty and majestic as a rushing flood.

The lotus heart that was revealed was extremely similar to Chen Qingyuan's Taoist evil eye.

"Boom——"

The terrifying aura is like a surging wave, constantly impacting the world.

Countless Dao lotuses appeared in the void, and golden light gushed out.

The order of this world has collapsed.

It was ravaged by Chen Qingyuan's power and turned into a huge abyss.

After several hours of chaos, this terrifying force slowly dissipated.

Chen Qingyuan still maintained the posture of sitting in meditation with his eyes closed, and could not stop practicing.

The pressure emanating from him has already reached the peak of the eighth step of the Divine Bridge.

Looking back to the past, Chen Qingyuan relied on this realm to break into the Jinxue restricted area, causing the heavens to shake.

At this moment, he is sitting here like a peak that cannot be climbed by the world.

The figure is majestic and cannot be desecrated.

First, spend some time to stabilize this state, and then refine the remaining spiritual charm.

Relatively speaking, it is relatively easy to break through a small realm.

It is extremely difficult to reach the realm of quasi-emperor.

Especially Chen Qingyuan's special physique, which has reached the taboo realm, and the difficulties he has to face are far beyond people's imagination.

……

The outside world, the ruins of the fallen gods.

In recent days, the order and rules here have become increasingly unstable.

The cause of this situation does not come from the certification road, but somewhere else.

As the strongest force in this territory, the Zi Lian Dynasty certainly did not want any unrest, so it immediately sent people to investigate and soon got the results.

"The Sea of ​​Illusion!"

In the imperial hall, all the high-ranking officials were present.

Everyone was shocked by the results of this investigation.

The entire dynasty seemed to be shrouded in a layer of black fog that was invisible to the naked eye. It was extremely depressing, making people uncomfortable and suffocating.

"If this is really a sea of ​​illusion, I'm afraid there's nothing we can do."

An elder of the tribe clenched his hands, frowned, and looked extremely worried.

"Maybe it will be quiet after a few days."

Some people have this fantasy.

"Once the power of the restricted area intensifies, the consequences will be disastrous."

Just a trace of the forbidden area law is enough to wipe out countless lives.

"I suggest sending someone to Qingzong to ask for help."

An old man in the front position, facing the king.