The gravel in the hourglass flows with the trajectory of time, and it is gradually exhausted without realizing it. The yellow light swept back like a rewind and is collected into the interface of the hourglass.

The two stone doors gradually closed, and no longer could see the figure standing inside.

The lost temple fell into lost silence, without wind or waves, without any movement. There is no living creature here, nor the measurement of time. The boundless desert floats in the airspace of time, unknown when it will appear or disappear.

This desert cannot be found on the road, because it only exists in time, how long before, how long after...

One man and one woman, one young and one old, two figures suddenly appeared at the entrance of the temple. The cloth bag on the boy was carrying was filled with heavy objects.

"It's so heavy, why can't grandma put this in the ring?" The boy rubbed his little shoulder, obviously quite sad, "The shoulders are almost broken!"

"What you are carrying is the ink of time, how can you put it in the space ring?" the old woman explained with a smile. Seeing their clothes, the grandparents and grandchildren should be magicians. The old man looked at the temple in front of him. There was a rotating light gate in front of him, and the yellow sand pile under the light gate was still there. "It's this, our fifth stop."

"What is the fifth stop? The ruins of Guvalland in front are all the fifth stops?" The boy cried with a sad face and was full of resentment. "Grandma, after I finish this journey, I'm afraid I will graduate from the Magic Academy."

"Then this is the sixth stop," the old man laughed when he heard this, but his old face was filled with a little remembrance. The yellow sand pile began to flow, revealing the dark stone statue. "Be patient, this is just the beginning of the journey. Let's go and visit the owner here."

"Master?" The boy blinked and looked at the black stone sculpture, "Is this the immortal ancient griffin?"

"Well, the master of time, the only one who withstands the seal of time, has obtained eternal life." The old woman touched the boy's forehead, but did not mean to carry heavy objects for him. "I came once when you were so old. It was a kind old man. This time I found the ink of time and used your blood to portray the legend of our ancestors, so that later generations can remember what legend is."

"Oh." The boy nodded with his mouth and bulged. Except for grandma, how many people in the world can find this place...

Wang Xiaofeng adapted to the feeling of his body hanging in the air, and clearly stepped on the ground under his feet, but his body could not bear the weight.

Looking up, there are stars in the sky, and looking down, there is a straight stone slab road. The stone slabs emit a little light, stretching straight forward and not knowing where to lead. There is endless void on both sides, and it seems like I am strolling in the endless universe.

Turning his head and looking away, there is no more stone gate. Looking ahead, the end of the road is the long river made of yellow sand. There is no road leading to the top of the tower, and no monsters or enemies waiting for his arrival. It seems that this is not a test of force, but an intellectual breakthrough.

As a violent dad with full intelligence, a comrade is quite conceited about his intelligence level. The few intelligence added every time he upgrades can no longer bring any ripples before the huge intelligence base. A sense of superiority arises naturally, and he whistles gently without echoing.

A piece of bronze armor was taken out from the backpack and threw it into the void beside it. It floated in the void like no weight, and was moving in a uniform linear manner... This made Wang Xiaofeng dispel the idea of ​​leaving the stone road.

The answer to the mystery should be that long river. Could it be that it is the legendary long river of time?

The system prompted him that this was not a legend, and what was interesting was that at the end of the path, there was a small stone pier with a fishing rod placed horizontally on it.

fishing?

Wang Xiaofeng couldn't help but smile. It was the first time I encountered this situation after playing games for so many years. The design of this task was quite novel. Fishing in the long river of time is quite artistic, but I don't know what tricks I can fish out.

As soon as I retracted the staff in my hand, I picked up the fishing rod, sorted out the fishing line, and saw the prompt information given by the system. The fishing rod was only used five times, which means that I could use this fishing rod five times. Should the magical staff be tuned out here? It's a bit unreliable to think about it. The magical staff is not a fish, so why did it get on a hook that doesn't even have this bait?

Shi Shiran sat on the stone pier and looked at the yellow sand river. The sand seemed to be the gravel everywhere in the desert outside, but an inexplicable rhythm stirred the yellow sand, making them surging like waves.

As soon as the corner of his eyes moved, Wang Xiaofeng suddenly saw some pictures in the yellow sand, but the scene flashed by, making him unable to see it clearly.

Sure enough, there is a way...

A golden light suddenly flashed in front of his eyes. Wang Xiaofeng threw the hook out without thinking. However, he had no experience in fishing. The hook flew three meters and sank into the yellow sand, and he didn't even touch the tail of the light and shadow.

If Wang Xiaofeng was not dazzled, he saw a dagger, a dagger emitting sharp golden light.

The fish hook slowly floated on the yellow sand, as if it was lighter than the density of the sand river. After exhausting the momentum, it could only float up.

"Grandma, what are you going to draw?" The boy looked at his grandma's movements and asked in confusion, "Isn't this the painting in front?"

"First draw a person, a unicorn, a tower, and a desert." The old man smiled and shook his head, waved the brush in his hand, and outlined some simple lines on the wall. "Don't touch this wall, as this blessing the turbulent flow of time and space will destroy all the power of trying to erase these murals."

"Oh," the boy shook his little hand and stared at the wall with big eyes. "Grandma, is the turbulent time and space?"

"This is a word recorded in his memoirs. The magic world does not have a clear definition of this word." The old man stood carefully in front of the mural, his old forehead wrinkled, and he was painting the mural. "The time flow rate in this wall is different from the air, this is my own understanding."

"Really!"

The boy held up his remaining staff and verified a magic theory with great excitement. But he did not see any of the black threads appearing on the old woman's forehead...

Bang!

Wang Xiaofeng threw out a clear whip in the fishing line, and the fish hook sank into the long river of time with his great expectations. Don’t return as in the past two times. Don’t use any magical artifact sets, super gems, and taboo scrolls. At least fish out the task items?

The fish hook gradually rose up in the rolling yellow sand again. Looking at the number of uses that were only two times left, Wang Xiaofeng was so depressed that he couldn't help himself.

Fishing is the most annoying thing! What is the solution to the task that is almost impossible to complete? I sat there and was stunned. Wang Xiaofeng just planned to go to the forum to check the information, but the system told him that he could not connect to the forum page.

It is impossible to go offline, communicate, and even the system map is completely black, with only a weak place name placed there - inside the Lost Temple.

Dawn Continent Light Camp Qiyu City.

bite!

System prompt: The player is in a special map and cannot communicate for the time being.

The Apocalypse Gongzhe frowned and listened to the system's reply, turned his head and looked at the girl sitting on the reef wiping her tears, and was at a loss for a moment.

"Hey, why are you standing there?" Yu Luo's voice was a little crying, and his swollen eyes looked like two cherries. "Don't tell my brother! Otherwise, I will ignore you in the future!"

The End Times Gongzhe shrugged and walked to Yu Luo with his elf longbow on his back. He wanted to comfort him, but he didn't know how to speak. "Well, I'll call someone to come over in voice, and I won't tell my master. You can calm down your emotions first, it's okay."

Yu Luo sucked his small nose, threw the staff in his hand out fiercely, jumped down and screamed on the beach. "What kind of friends, best friends, lace confidants, are all liars! Liars! Liars! Men are liars! Women are also liars!"

Gongzhe, the end of the world, couldn't help but be happy. Men are liars and women are liars. So what kind of breed do you want to find to marry in the future?

"Who are you calling here?"

"My girlfriend," Gongzhe rubbed his nose, "Let her talk to you, she is gentle and understanding."

"Tsk, I don't need your comfort." After shouting a few words, Yu Luo's mood turned a lot, wiped the tears on his face, and stood on the reef and looked into the depths of the sea.

However, Gongzhe, the end of the world, was flipping through the friend column, and searching through several friends he had just joined in Yufeng City last time, and sent a text message...
Chapter completed!