Standing under a tree in the mountain, Ye Xuan held the system and asked Daoist Yan Fa, "So, should we leave this place?"
Although going back to the past was indeed a very cool thing for ordinary people, it was meaningless for people at Ye Xuan's level of cultivation.
When ordinary people traveled back to the past, they could change their original lives based on their memories of history or advanced information and knowledge.
However, there was a prerequisite. The prerequisite was that when they changed their lives, they would also change the world.
There was a famous theory in the world called the butterfly effect. In layman's terms, a butterfly in the Amazon rainforest in South America could occasionally flap its wings and cause a tornado in Texas two weeks later.
Even a butterfly could cause such a drastic effect, let alone a human. Perhaps a single choice or a casual sentence could change the lives of one or many people, and then change the world.
This wasn't an exaggeration, because there was another theory, the Six Degrees of Space Theory, or the Six Degrees of Separation Theory. It meant that any two strangers could contact each other through at most six strangers.
In this case, for example, if someone traveled to a certain period of time and knew that something might happen on a bus in the next moment, it would go out of control and cause many people to die. However, this person would know in advance and save the bus. With so many people, every action could change history and the world.
Under such circumstances, the world would also change. The world had a long river of time. The river water flowed forward slowly, but such a change would cause some branches to appear in the long river of time and flow in different directions.
If ordinary people changed the world bit by bit, there wouldn't be a problem. At most, another plane would be created and the main world would be divided into different mainstreams.
However, if it was an expert like Ye Xuan, the changes he caused wouldn't just add some small branches to history. Instead, it could change the direction of the entire world's history.
For example, if he wanted to destroy a big country or this world, it would be a piece of cake. Even if he wanted to change the universe, it wouldn't be impossible.
However, this kind of thing, this world's Dao would not allow. The Great Dao Supervisor controlled the entire universe, this kind of undying expert that could change time and space would not be tolerated by the Great Dao.
Generally speaking, after discovering cultivators who had descended from different spaces, the Great Path would closely monitor them. If there was even the slightest abnormality, the Great Path Thunder Punishment would descend and kill such cultivators.
Of course, there were also exceptions. For example, Ye Xuan was a living being of this space-time. Coupled with the concealment of Daoist Yan Fa's secret technique, as long as his actions did not involve the entire universe, he would not be detected by the Great Dao.
"I can't. I suffered a backlash when I entered the River of Spacetime and suffered some injuries. I need to recuperate." Upon hearing Ye Xuan's words, Daoist Yan Fa said, "Three months. Three months later, my injuries should be fully healed. At that time, I will take you away."
Upon hearing Daoist Yan Fa's words, Ye Xuan no longer doubted the authenticity of his words. After all, he had sworn to the Supreme Great Dao with his Origin True Spirit. Naturally, he would not and would not dare to shirk his responsibility.
However, Daoist Yan Fa's words still made Ye Xuan feel a little awkward. After all, he had caused his injuries. He nodded and said, "Alright, three months it is then!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Daoist Yan Fa, who was in the system, did not say anything else. He turned around and turned into a purple glow that entered the space between Ye Xuan's eyebrows.
Regarding Daoist Yan Fa's choice to enter his sea of consciousness, Ye Xuan no longer rejected it. He took a deep breath and looked up at the sky, which had already recovered its blue sky and white clouds. He muttered to himself, "In that case, I'll take a look around this world first!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the figure under the tree gradually became illusory. A breeze blew past, and he disappeared without a trace.
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Yi City, thousands of miles away, was an ordinary county-level city in the south of Hua Xia. It was May, but the temperature had already begun to rise. At noon, even the ground was hot.
At the corner of a street, a figure suddenly walked out of nothingness. He was tall and slender, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes. His face was as sharp as a knife and axe. He wore a moon-white ancient robe, and he looked like a banished immortal who had descended to the mortal world.
This person was naturally Ye Xuan. He appeared here because this was his hometown. Since he had returned, he naturally wanted to go home to take a look.
However, it was not very appropriate for him to go back rashly. Thus, he decided to make a trip to this small county in the middle of the city.
He looked at the low houses outside, the mottled streets, and the people wearing T-shirts. Then, he looked at the robe he was wearing and frowned. With a thought, the robe he was wearing changed into a T-shirt and jeans, and a pair of casual sports shoes.
Looking at the clothes he was wearing again, Ye Xuan could not help but nod in satisfaction. Just as he was about to walk out of the corner, he seemed to have thought of something. He stretched his hand into the void and submerged it like entering water. When he took it out again, there were two stacks of light blue paper money with the four old people printed on it in his hand.
Of course, he didn't conjure the money out of thin air. He knew how to conjure small things, but there was no need for him to do so. He had taken the money from a safe in a villa using Void Transference. This was a piece of cake for him.
He casually took a few pieces of paper and threw the rest into the storage space. Then, Ye Xuan calmly walked out of the corner and came to the street.
On the street, the tide of people was surging. There were no high-rise buildings here. The buildings on both sides were gray, and there were many power lines and telephone poles. There were also no motor vehicle lanes. On the main road, bicycles, motorcycles, and buses were mixed together. It looked quite lively.
"I love you endlessly, I can love you every day, every month, every year, forever …"
"The rainy season when I was seventeen …"
In the air, bursts of singing came from the shops in the distance, adding a hint of entertainment to the messy and noisy street.
Looking at all this, the corners of Ye Xuan's mouth slightly raised, and he secretly said in his heart, "1993, here I come!"
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