The familiar bronze door was floating on a rock that was protruding from the cliff at the side of this nameless mountain. An Zheng’s heart involuntarily moved when he saw the bronze door, and behind each bronze door, waart of his past.

An Zheng teleported to the side of the cliff and used his hand to touch the bronze door.

At this time, a powerful aura chased after them from behind. Its speed was incredibly fast, and in a blink of an eye, it had already arrived.

“What are you doing!”

The pursuer roared in anger.

An Zheng completely ignored him, opened the bronze door and walked in.

A sharp sword intent came over from behind him and instantly reached An Zheng’s back. An Zheng still did not turn back as he casually swept behind him.

He saw that the black robed young man had already entered. Although he did not know where this bronze door came from nor what was inside, since it was on the territory of the 100 000 Cold Mountain’s Bai Family, he would naturally not allow anyone else to enter.

He reached out to the bronze door, and with a bang, a mighty force directly sent the old man flying.

The old man finally stabilized himself with great difficulty. Just as he was about to move forward, his chest suddenly churned as if something terrifying had drilled into it. His internal organs were in unbearable pain, and he immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.

“The Bai Clan’s forbidden area cannot be desecrated.”

The old man spat out a mouthful of blood and still wanted to come forward.

“Are the things here from your Bai Clan? If you dare disturb me again, I will turn the Bai Clan into mine. ”

The bronze door let out a cold shout, and the bronze door closed with a bang.

The old man had just rushed back to the bronze door when he heard those words. It was as if a thunderclap had struck his brain, and he did not know how the other party’s mental energy had invaded his consciousness. The old man was so frightened that his face paled and he hurriedly retreated.

He had always been confident in his own cultivation. The Bai Clan had not entered society for tens of thousands of years, and had always been focused on cultivation, maintaining the sword formation. The Violet Rank Sword Guards had always done this, and they spent most of their time cultivating, naturally improving faster than the cultivators in the outside world.

The old man stood outside the door for a while, but he didn’t dare to touch the bronze door again.

Inside the bronze door, An Zheng walked along the passage with large strides. Inside, there was a faint white light that seemed to be guiding him forward, following the white light, he quickly arrived at a very spacious place.

When An Zheng stepped into the wilderness, he immediately fell intrance.

This was a field that no one would ever forget even after looking at it for a long time. It was a big field of wheat, and with the wind blowing, the wheat fields moved up and down like the waves of the ocean.

This wheat was close to maturity, and could not help but give birth to a sense of joy from the harvest. Even if this wheat field was not his, An Zheng still felt comfortable and satisfied.

He looked around, only to see that there was no one in the wheat field. In the distance, there seemed to be a wave of melodious flute music, and An Zheng immediately rushed over.

Strangely, the level of the river was even higher than the ground, so the embankments on both sides of the river were very tall and thick. At the bottom of the embankment was a group of buildings with a simple style.

Vaguely, he seemed to hear the sounds of books being read. It was a voice unique to young people, so clear that it made people feel like they could see the leisurely swimming fish at the bottom of a river.

Walking to the outside of the building, An Zheng listened carefully. Inside, the children were reciting a long poem with beautiful words.

“Come in, I’ve been waiting for you.”

There was someone speaking in the courtyard, so An Zheng was not unfamiliar with such words.

It was as if all of the people inside the bronze door were waiting for him. It was a strange feeling, almost as if they weren’t real, as if there was some contradiction between them. It was so real that it was impossible to deny.

When An Zheng walked into the courtyard, he saw a middle-aged man wearing a scholar’s gown bent over to draw water. The mouth of the well wasn’t very large, maybe because he was afraid that the children here would accidentally fall down, and there was even a circular stone placed beside him.

“You are?”

An Zheng subconsciously asked.

Inside the bronze door was An Zheng himself, just that he did not know which life he was in.

“It’s not important.”

The middle-aged man raised his head and smiled towards An Zheng. He looked to be a very comfortable person, without any edges or edge, but he did not have that kind of tactful temperament. He was likiece of warm jade, his voice made people feel comfortable, his face made people feel comfortable, and even the act of fetching water made people feel that it was the most reasonable thing in the world.

However, An Zheng could also tell that the reason he had such a feeling was because not only was this middle-aged man’s temperament refined, he had the perfect timing to do anything he wanted.

When the bucket was placed in the well and brought up, it was barely a centimeter above the well. The middle-aged man moved the bucket horizontally, never touching the well, and never wasting any effort to lift the bucket higher.

With the distance he walked and his posture walking, it took An Zheng a while to think of the word logical.

Just reasonable.

“Give me a moment, the children are almost done reading, I’m afraid they will all be thirsty, I have to boil some water for them to soak up some herbs to moisten their throats.”

The middle-aged man poured the water from the water bucket into an iron pot and used a fire sickle to light the fire. An Zheng could tell that he was a cultivator and had the ability to quickly boil the water in the water, but he did not do that.

“Do you want some?”

he asked over his shoulder.

An Zheng shook his head.

“Sit down, I’ve already wiped the chair over there before you entered.”

An Zheng walked to the side of the chair and sat down, he did not say a word, and only watched the middle-aged man quietly do normal things.

“I am not in which of your lifetimes. That might be a bit wrong, but it seems like that’s the only way.”

After the middle-aged man had filled in the firewood, he sat down beside the stove and looked at the flames that were slowly starting to burn up. “Actually, you’ve pretty much gotten everything that you need.” The middle-aged man had filled in the firewood and sat down next to the stove, and looked at the flames that were gradually starting to burn up.

An Zheng did not understand, he felt that there was some deeper meaning behind his words.

“I can’t give you any power.”

The middle-aged man boiled water and poured it into cups for the children. There werotal of twenty-nine cups, and each cup contained the same amount of medicinal herbs. There was no mistake. His hands were like the most accurate scales in the world.

An Zheng did not reply, he just watched quietly.

“What do you find most difficult to grasp now?”

After the middle-aged man finished bathing, he walked to An Zheng’s side and sat down. However, he did not look at An Zheng, but at the little fellows who were shaking their heads in the room.

“You are very contradictory.”

An Zheng did not answer his question.

“Your eyes are already very good.”

The middle-aged man laughed, “That’s right, I am indeed very conflicted… This world is like a most exquisite vase to me, it’s incredibly beautiful, but the strength in my hands is too strong. Even though I love it, I do not dare to touch it, and even a light touch would shatter the vase. ”

What he said was obviously not his true strength, but his Cultivation Power.

An Zheng thought for a while, then said: “Pu Nong is my first life, although he couldn’t cultivate, he found a way … Could it be that you are my second life? ”

An Zheng calculated the time. After Pu Nong died, the three legendary s had not appeared, so Emperor Yao should still have not started cultivating. This person could very well be his second life, because he had Pu Nong’s indifferent temperament, not only was he indifferent, but he also had a kind of indescribable feeling. An Zheng didn’t dare be sure.

“No.”

The middle-aged man’s answer was very simple and direct.

An Zheng had no other questions, he just wanted to hear them.

“You forgot to answer me.”

The middle-aged man reminded him.

It was only then that An Zheng remembered that the middle-aged man had asked him a question earlier … What do you think is the hardest thing to control?

If it was a bit uncertain, he could say that it was the most difficult thing to control in the future. If it was a bit more uncertain, he could also say that it was his fate. In fact, the more uncertain answer was that he was the hardest one to control.

“Time.”

An Zheng suddenly gave her the answer.

The middle-aged man laughed, as if he was very satisfied with An Zheng’s answer.

The middle-aged man turned his head and saw that the water on the other side of the room had changed from hot to warm. At this time, the children stopped reading and soon, they saw cheerful figures rushing out of the room, drinking the water one by one, as if the water was the most delicious thing in the world.

An Zheng nodded, he agreed with the middle-aged man’s words.

To cultivators, space didn’t have any sort of order, because at a certain level of cultivation, destroying space instead became a method for them to test their own strength or for other purposes.

As if he had guessed what An Zheng was thinking, the middle-aged man continued in a very calm tone: “Space also has an order, it’s neither large nor small, and the order of time, is neither fast nor slow.”

“The size is fast and slow, it’s the most basic part of this world.”

An Zheng pondered for a good while, then nodded: “Yes.”

If the world were to be attributed to the most basic things, it would be these four words, ‘the size is fast and the speed is slow.’ …

“Then do you think size has anything to do with speed?”

The middle-aged man’s question seemed very strange.

An Zheng once again fell into deep thought. To think of such a boring question, the size was fast and slow … Does it matter?

An Zheng did not answer. He did not know the answer.

“I just said, the order of time is the first order of this world, it ranks before any order. Have you ever thought about how space came about and how time came to you?”

Space and time, weren’t they natural existences?

The middle-aged man seemed to have once again felt An Zheng’s thoughts. He slowly shook his head, and said with a smile: “There must have been someone who named the time, that’s why it’s called the time …”

It was clearly a very obscure and boring sentence, but An Zheng seemed to have suddenly grasped onto something, and had the feeling that he was pushing away the dark clouds to see the bright moon.