C677 Eight Hundred Years ago Lone Solitude City
C677 Eight Hundred Years ago Lone Solitude City
Yang Yushan, Situ Lie, Lee Hongyu, Sun Wufan, one by one.
Almost none of Shen Jun's disciples had a good childhood.
They either had their families destroyed, or they were homeless.
In short, they were all living a miserable life, and they were almost crying when they heard the stories.
Shen Jun actually knew the stories of these disciples.
However, even though he knew, the feeling of seeing these stories in person was still very different.
Every time a disciple appeared, it would give Shen Jun a shock.
But every time, he could immediately adjust himself.
It was still the same.
Before meeting him, Shen Jun could not control what these disciples had experienced.
As long as he was a good master, he would have no regrets.
Perhaps the Temple of God really had a certain level of self-awareness. After realizing that these images could not affect Shen Jun, the images in front of him shattered and blurred again.
Shen Jun sneered, but his eyes did not relax at all.
Once he stabilized his mind, the images in front of him would collapse and shatter.
After he was completely unaffected, he would immediately switch to the next round of the trial.
Could it be that there really was a consciousness in the Temple of Time?
The Land of Opportunity in the Reincarnation Secret Realm was really a little different from the others.
Shen Jun knew that this trial definitely was not as simple as he had seen.
There was still a large amount of time law power in his body that had yet to be used up.
The amount that he had just used up was probably not even a third of the total amount.
He had already seen the past and the future.
However, they were all unrelated to him. They were all about the people close to him, or about his hometown.
Then, would he have to make a move on himself?
After seeing the three trials, Shen Jun had more or less figured out the nature of the Temple of Time's trials.
It was nothing more than using his power of time to probe time and time again until he found the weakest loophole in his heart.
But what was the weakest loophole in his heart?
Shen Jun himself was a little confused.
Just as he was deep in thought, the shattered scene in front of him was reassembled.
This time, Shen Jun's eyes turned red in anger!
This time, it was a scene from 800 years ago.
In that cave, his lifespan had just ended, and he had just swallowed his last breath.
All the disciples under him knelt by his bed and wailed.
On the bed, his eyes were tightly closed, and his chest did not move at all.
The sad emotions were fermenting.
Soon, someone could not take it anymore and ran out to roar at the sky, or crazily vent his emotions.
Bai Ling'er, on the other hand, had already fainted from crying.
Shen Jun was indeed furious when he saw the scene in front of him.
Damn the trial!
How f*cking powerful! You actually managed to pull out this scene!
Back then, he was unable to break through to the Vajra Realm, so he had suffered a lot in his heart.
It was also a great regret for Shen Jun to let his disciples suffer the pain of losing their master.
If he could return to the past, Shen Jun would definitely quietly leave everyone's side.
He would not want the Shen's Tomb, nor would he want his disciples to come and pay their respects.
He only left behind a letter of long journey and then left.
If he did not let them know that he was already dead, perhaps they would still have some thoughts for him.
If they had some thoughts, they would not be so sad, and they would not have suffered so much in the past eight hundred years just to revive themselves.
After Shen Jun let out a long sigh, the Temple of Time also immediately increased the intensity of the stimulation to his heart.
After the cave, it was the various experiences of the disciples after Shen Jun's death.
Xie Qi Lan resolutely rushed to the Extraterritorial Battlefield and sat on the ninth floor of the Time White Tower for ten thousand years.
Bai Ling'er was kidnapped to the Snow Holy Land, and she was imprisoned for eight hundred years.
Lee Qinglian was extremely depressed. She drank and drank all day long at the Green Lotus Villa.
She watched her disciples suffer and fall apart.
It would be a lie to say that Shen Jun's heart did not have the slightest fluctuation.
After discovering his weakness, the Temple of Time's trial also obviously sped up.
After seeing the experiences of more than a dozen disciples, Shen Jun finally spoke.
"Other than making me feel uncomfortable, what else can these scenes do?"
"Do you really think that Shen Jun can be so weak?"
Shen Jun knew that he had a weakness, but so what?
Humans had hearts.
He did feel pain in his heart, but did he want to use these to shake his state of mind?
It could only be said that this trial was still too tender.
"If you can give up all the disciples and all the people close to you, you can completely grasp the power of the Laws of Time." That ethereal voice spoke again.
It was like a demon from hell, tempting the mortals who had greed in their hearts.
"Do you want to eat your own fart?" Shen Jun's eyes were filled with disdain as he berated coldly.
Power?
The only use of power was to protect the people around him.
To use all the people close to him to exchange for power?
Shen Jun would not even think about such a reverse situation for a second!
"Very good answer."
"Your state of mind is qualified to grasp the power of the Laws of Time.
"Since that's the case, then prepare to accept the real trial."
As soon as he finished speaking, the scene in front of him disappeared.
Shen Jun once again fell into a boundless darkness.
He once again lost control of his body and could only continue to fall in the darkness.
His consciousness gradually became blurry, as if he had been anesthetized.
When he woke up again, he was already in a small town.
His powerful strength had completely dissipated, and he had reverted back to a mortal.
Even his body had turned into that of a child.
Before Shen Jun could react, a cold wind swept past his body.
Shen Jun shuddered violently.
Cold?!
I actually feel cold?
Shen Jun was extremely surprised. How long had it been since he last felt the cold and warm of the mortal world?
Ever since he had cultivated to the Vajra realm, he was no longer affected by the cold and warm of the mortal world.
No matter if it was winter or summer, his body would automatically adjust to the most appropriate temperature.
He lowered his head to look at himself.
He was 1.4 meters tall, and his hands and feet were the size of a child.
He was dressed in exquisite clothes, but they were far from luxurious.
Now, even Shen Jun, who was as calm as ever, could not figure out what was going on.
Where am I? Who is this body?
He hurriedly looked around and realized that the streets and city walls in front of him were extremely familiar.
Wait!
This... This is the Lonely Swan City!
This was the small city he grew up in after he transmigrated here.
It was also... the place where he first met Xie Qi Lan.
He looked at his six or seven-year-old appearance.
Could it be that he had transmigrated into his childhood?
Was this 800 years ago?