Lu Xin immediately decided to knock off the part with the mysterious black substance, anyway, it was already a gap, just making it a little bigger.
With a decision made, he no longer hesitated.
First, he left to wake up Zi Wan and the others, and sent them out, so as not to cause a big disturbance and disturb their cultivation.
Getting injured is fine, but becoming possessed is not good.
After doing all this, he returned here, connecting his mind with the treasure, and reducing its defense against him to the lowest level.
Thus, without encountering any obstacles, he knocked off all the parts of the gap that were attached to the black substance at once.
The gap did indeed widen, and he thought he would have to spend a lot of effort to repair it later, but after the black substance was removed, the gap actually healed automatically.
Thinking about it, the more advanced the treasure, the stronger its self-repair ability would be.
It couldn't before, it must be because of the mysterious black substance.
Now that the black substance is gone, the treasure can not only repair itself automatically, but also the time law contained in it has stopped flowing.
I believe it will recover soon.
"What is this thing anyway?"
After solving the matter of the gap, Lu Xin carefully wrapped the mysterious black substance that could not be destroyed, wanting to see what it was.
He found that this thing actually started to devour his mana again.
And the speed of devouring was much faster than devouring the time law.
It was like iron juice dripping on ice, one drop making a big hole.
Scared, he quickly put it into another space.
Then he observed carefully.
Finally, he breathed a sigh of relief, because he found that this thing would not devour as long as it was not allowed to touch anything.
Now that it was placed in an empty space, with nothing to devour, it was still stable.
Thus, since it couldn't be destroyed anyway, he decided to keep it for now.
On the one hand, it was good to ask others about it later;
On the other hand, naturally, such a peculiar thing was a pity to throw away directly, so keep it first, maybe it will be of great use someday.
With the matter basically resolved, Lu Xin planned to continue his closed-door cultivation.
After taking people back, he once again devoted himself to cultivation. This time, he was still studying the time-slowing effect.
Hoping to restore the original effect of the [Scroll of Years].
After trying it, he found that it was not difficult at all.
Firstly, his understanding of the law of time had reached 90%, and secondly, he had the [Scroll of Years] as a reference.
He only needed to figure out its principle.
So after spending only ten years inside, he restored the effect of the [Scroll of Years] to its original state.
Even after figuring out the principle, he created a magical power, which he named "The Ruthlessness of Time".
Its effect was basically the same as the [Scroll of Years].
After doing all this, Lu Xin no longer continued to study this aspect, but continued to improve his cultivation.
Only by first raising the realm can the upper limit of strength be raised.
Otherwise, no matter how high the degree of understanding of the law is, it will be in vain if it cannot be used.
So, time passed again without knowing how long.
The outside world did not seem to be peaceful, because suddenly one day, whether in the Immortal Realm, the Ghost Realm, or the Demon Realm, golden flowers fell from the sky and golden lotuses sprang from the earth.
"What's going on?"
At this moment, everyone saw this strange scene at the same time, with confusion mixed with unease.
It was an unease about the unknown.
In the Immortal Realm, inside a vast palace at the peak of the Northern Immortal Realm, the Xuanwu Emperor suddenly opened his eyes, with layers upon layers of images flashing in between.
Finally, it froze on the golden flowers and golden lotuses.
"Heavenly phenomenon, the great calamity has arrived!"
His eyes returned to normal, he muttered to himself, and immediately came to a position extremely close to the outer sky.
Here, there were still four beings similar to him, who were the Five Emperors of the Five Directions.
At this time, all of them had arrived.
After the Five Emperors nodded to each other, they all went in one direction and soon came to a great hall.
This hall stood above the void, looking neither gorgeous nor vast.
Instead, it revealed a trace of simplicity, as if it had experienced a long time.
Even more peculiar was that the environment behind and in front of the hall was clearly distinct.
That was a gray area, as if chaos had not yet opened, and various violent auras were mixed in it, with gusts of wind howling and thunder roaring from time to time.
More importantly, the energy it erupted made even the Five Emperors of the Five Directions, such powerful beings, feel a little palpitations.
They dared not look more.
"You are here."
At this time, the door of the hall suddenly opened automatically, and a vicissitudes of life sound came from inside.
The Five Emperors did not dare to neglect, and quickly tidied up their robes, and bowed together: "We pay our respects to Senior Yuxu!"
"Come in."
Another voice came from inside.
The Five Emperors heard the sound and got up, and quickly went into the open hall door, and soon saw a withered figure in the upper position of the hall.
The figure was an old man, with gray and white hair, a bit unkempt, with messy stubble, and wearing a tattered Taoist robe.
Sitting on the high platform, his eyes were turbid, scanning the people who came in below.
The Five Emperors bowed again, and the Central Heaven Emperor, wearing a bright yellow robe, said:
"Please, Senior Yuxu, the Dao of Heaven has already issued a warning, and the great calamity has officially begun, but the person who should be robbed has not yet appeared. I also hope that the senior will give guidance."
The old man seemed to have known it for a long time, and sighed, saying:
"There is a time for governance and chaos, and the person who should be robbed will naturally appear in the chaos."
The Five Emperors heard the words, looked at each other, and could see the confusion in each other's eyes. Then their eyes narrowed, as if they had thought of something, and they looked at the old man together.
The Central Heaven Emperor said with a solemn expression: "Senior, is it really going to be like this this time?"
The old man nodded, then closed his eyes.
… …
The Buddha Realm in the extreme west, this place is known as the Three Thousand Worlds.
This number is not a real finger, but like the Three Thousand Avenues, it is uncountable.
Among them are Buddha kingdoms, with countless believers.
Mount Sumeru is the holy mountain of the Buddha Realm, where the Buddha is located.
On this day, the Buddha was sitting on the lotus platform, preaching the Dharma, and suddenly his voice stopped, and he raised his eyes to look outside, and his eyes immediately came to the Immortal, Demon, and Ghost Realms hundreds of millions of miles away.
"Golden flowers fall from the sky, and golden lotuses spring from the earth. It seems that the great calamity has begun."
His voice was vast and loud.
The Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Arhats who were listening to the lecture below changed their faces at the same time, and a Buddha under his right hand seat hurriedly asked:
"Buddha, will this great calamity affect my Buddha Realm?"
The others heard the sound and looked at the lotus platform figure one after another, obviously wanting to know the answer.
The Buddha shook his head, "This phenomenon only descended on the Immortal, Demon, and Ghost Realms, and has nothing to do with our Buddha Realm."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
The Buddha who had just asked the question said: "In this case, our Buddha Realm can sit safely on the lotus platform."
The others also agreed.
Only a female Bodhisattva in the first seat on the left hand of the Buddha said:
"Buddha, since this great calamity has just happened to descend on the Ghost Realm, should we take this opportunity to solve the reincarnation problem of believers in one fell swoop?"
The Buddha heard the words, but did not answer directly, but pinched his fingers and calculated, and finally shook his head helplessly, "Under the great calamity, the secrets of heaven are chaotic, and I can't deduce one or two."
Speaking to himself, he returned his fingers to the state of picking flowers, and turned his gaze to a Buddha ranked second on his right hand:
"Has there been any news from Kong Luo Buddha who has been to the Ghost Realm for a long time?"
The Buddha immediately came out and said: "Reporting to my Buddha..."
