Early morning.
The Immortal Palace, the land of the Deity Ancestor.
Fu Qingjun inserted his consciousness into a potted plant, which raised a face and looked at the old man with disheveled hair. "They're coming."
Fu Qingjun kindly reminded him.
But other than that, he couldn't change anything.
His combat power was weak. Using Bai Long caused internal strife, but he hoped that Bai Long could win.
"Is this all fate? I seem to see the malice of fate. Mortals always want to kill gods? "Bai Long smiled faintly.
Fu Qingjun was silent. He didn't believe in such an illusory thing. He suddenly said, "Mortals don't want to kill gods, but the fate of most people in this world is a kind of law. The law in front of us is: reform, promote some things, and that means facing some obstacles from the common people …"
"For example, the Moon Nest Kingdom."
Bai Long's expression was indifferent.
He promoted a system that restrained the other party. Although it was a kind of progress, a new kind of civilization.
But this kind of progress came at the price of eliminating them. How could they be willing to be destroyed?
Bai Long's expression became serious. He began to ask the question that had been in his heart for a long time. "The Atlantis civilization and the Shu Mountain civilization both claim to be from hundreds of thousands of years in the future. Can they really travel through time?"
He had secretly traveled between these two civilizations. He was firm, and there was no trace of lying.
He wasn't the only one who was suspicious. Even the opposite Moon Nest Kingdom was secretly testing him. They couldn't help but suspect the possibility of "time travel."
"Yes, they can travel through time," Fu Qingjun replied softly.
Of course, he couldn't travel through time.
But in this world, there was indeed a great power to travel through time. That ancient ship and Gatha … Although, he couldn't explain the principle.
Bai Long raised his head and looked at the sky. His gaze seemed to penetrate the gray fog.
He said softly, "Then, they really came from hundreds of thousands of years in the future."
"In other words, the future is predestined. How will my fate develop?"
He was the same as Ariana The Great and Tang Meng. When he learned about the "extraterrestrial visitors from hundreds of thousands of years in the future," his first reaction was to ask the future travelers what his fate would be.
How many years had he lived?
What was his final realm?
Where did he die?
This was a question that any normal being would think of, and it was the same for him.
After all, time travel was too tempting.
"The civilizations of Atlantis and the other civilizations are no longer clear about the history of the past because it was too long ago, but you must know my fate."
"Because you are God. It was you who allowed them to travel back to the past and save this tragic era after the dark flood …"
Fu Qingjun did not reply.
He had indeed gone to see Bai Long in the capacity of a god, and had even taken him in as his fourth disciple.
Because it was the most appropriate.
The identity of God was originally suspected to be a remnant God who survived the prehistoric flood. He once lived in Gatha's era, so he happened to know this "remnant God".
"What kind of tragedy are you trying to save by traveling through time and space?"
He seemed to be deep in thought. "Save the Maya civilization? Save the eldest disciple, Yudura, Ariana The Great? "
"Atlantis and the Shu Mountain civilization all thought that it was to save Ariana The Great. They read the Chronicles of the Maya Civilization and fell in love with this Great Empress, believing that she was the key to the entire era."
Obviously, he had also read the Chronicles of the Maya Civilization written by Professor Nasica.
"But now that I think about it, that's not the case. Because they don't need to be saved. With the passage of time, I have already saved them. They are living very well now …"
"Then, what exactly are you trying to save?" Bai Long looked at that face seriously for the first time.
Fu Qingjun was silent.
The current Maya civilization indeed did not need saving.
Because he had guided Bai Long and the war among the Demon Gods, he had helped the Maya civilization shoulder a lot of pressure.
It was also because he had temporarily relieved the pressure and had free time that he had also sent his important members of the Demon Kingdom — Ariana The Great and the others — into the "Hyperbolic Time Chamber" to start training in seclusion.
"Then, who exactly is it to save? To save the key person who can change the entire era and cause the entire Dark Age? "
"This person should have been inextricably linked to you, and should have had the greatest influence on this era."
"After thinking about it, could it be that your real purpose should be to travel hundreds of thousands of years ago and save the fourth disciple … me, who is as tragic as Gatha?"
Bai Long, this old man, still had a pure smile on his face. There was a smile in the corner of his calm eyes, and his entire person was emitting an inexplicable sense of cleanliness and clarity.
"It seems that you don't accept me as a disciple, but in fact, the one you care about the most is me."
"Then, does the true tragedy of fate begin with my death?"
Bai Long looked at the sky and said, "In other words, in the upcoming war, I will definitely fall … I am the beginning of all the dark and tragic era. So, you have traveled through the distant space-time, wanting to change everything that happens in this era, to change my death."
Fu Qingjun's heart instantly tightened, and he felt a sense of unease.
"You … what do you want to do?"
Fu Qingjun's voice was a little hoarse. "The past fate is not unchangeable. I came to this prehistoric era to let you live."
No matter what, he really did want to save Bai Long.
The entire Immortal Palace seemed to be infected by an inexplicable aura, like a vortex of stars. Tiny particles swirled at high speed, like the center of a storm, but the Immortal Palace at the center was unusually peaceful, like a paradise.
"Everything in the world has its own destiny. I have seen your hard work, but I am now about to be killed by the common people. I am too old, and I am almost powerless to resist. I have spent my entire life deducing realms, and they have spent their entire lives deducing to kill me. This is unstoppable … this is fate."
Bai Long lowered his head. "From the beginning, I have used the Jade Butterfly of Fortune to calculate that the probability of my survival is less than 30% … In terms of future fate, 30% is only in theory. In reality, the probability should be zero."
Fu Qingjun said, "Then all the more you should change it. You have clearly guessed that your death will be the beginning of the darkness of the common people's fate. Everything that has traveled through space-time has come to save you … Your importance is more important than anyone else's."
"But I have a better idea."
Bai Long revealed an extremely pure smile. "Change the future in a way that does not change my fate. Even if I walk towards death, the future will not usher in true darkness."
Fu Qingjun was silent.
He did not know what Bai Long was thinking or what he wanted to do.
But he did not agree with Bai Long's ideals. He was really too simple, too idealistic. He hated war and avoided everything. He did not want to become enemies with the common people. He originally had a 30% chance of winning, but he believed in "fate" and chose to give up even his last hope.
Perhaps this was also his own problem …
He had chosen this youth Bai Long from the very beginning because he was such an idealistic person.
He was silent. No matter what, he had a heart of respect for this martyr who had yearned for Gatha and was willing to sacrifice everything for his ideals.
The places he had walked past were littered with bones, and the places he had left were filled with romantic spring.
He had grown up reading stories about Gatha and had always dreamed of becoming such a person.
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