Xi Qian was not in a hurry to comprehend.

Instead, he explored the flowing light that penetrated into her body.

The stream of light was lying quietly in Xi Qian's sea of ​​consciousness.

No movement.

Xi Qian's spiritual consciousness sank into the sea of ​​consciousness and began to investigate carefully.

Buzz!

The flowing light suddenly burst out with a sound that seemed to come from Hongmeng, which was long and long. With just one sound, Xi Qian's hair stood up and cold sweat flowed down.

His face was as pale as paper.

Xi Qian's heart was extremely solemn. This thing was in her sea of ​​consciousness. If a person accidentally destroyed her sea of ​​consciousness, then...

Thinking of this, an endless sense of destruction surged in her heart.

Before she could react, the stream of light plunged on her soul.

Suddenly, she felt an extremely strong thought pouring into her soul.

But Xi Qian could not raise the slightest sense of resistance.

Her headache was split, and her mind was constantly washed by the huge amount of energy that suddenly canned in, and she kept canned in again and again.

The energy seemed endless, and there was no sign of stopping. Xi Qian gritted her teeth and tried to keep a little clear. She knew in her heart that she could not lose consciousness.

Otherwise, there would never be her person in this world.

Therefore, even if she felt her head exploded in the next moment, she still did not dare to be confused.

After a while, the energy in the can gradually slowed down, and Xi Qian felt relieved quietly.

It was a long time again, and when Xi Qian lost her expectations, the energy suddenly stopped.

After just now, Xi Qian did not dare to relax, but instead raised her heart high. Sure enough, the energy controlled her and made her start to receive it. Not only that, the energy inside was directly broken and crushed, and then poured into her sea of ​​consciousness, so that she could clearly view and comprehend.

It was not until this moment that Xi Qian saw clearly what the streamer was.

Unexpectedly, in the space passage, what was randomly running into her sea of ​​consciousness turned out to be a fragment that sealed the artistic conception of time.

The pot just now entered her soul, forcing her to accept the inheritance.

Xi Qian's mouth twitched slightly, feeling speechless.

However, now is not the time to think too much. Since you have been passed on, you should seize the opportunity to comprehend it.

So, Xi Qian devoted herself to it.

When I first saw the artistic conception of time, Xi Qian saw nothing.

The mind was empty, like a piece of white paper, and I couldn't remember anything.

After a while, she retreated.

I didn't rush to see it again, but adjusted my breathing for a long time and then comprehended my previous insights.

It took a long time to start again.

This time, she saw a trace of... life and death. All things in the world are endless, from birth to death, from death to life, and in this cycle, they will never be reborn.

I don’t know how long it took, but a trace of enlightenment arose in Xi Qian’s heart and retreated.

The artistic conception of time - the meaning of life and death.

Continue to take a second look, this time, she has been watching for a longer time.

She sat there, without the concept of time, only knows how to watch, understand, watch again, and understand again...

This cycle seemed to have been like many years before she finally got a glimpse of what was contained in the artistic conception of time, as if... it was reincarnation.

Time, stillness, cycle, eternity!

Xi Qian's mind constantly shows the scene of life and death reincarnation of living beings and the germination of seeds, leaves, blossom, bear fruit, then wither, and then turn into seeds, and endlessly rebirth.

What is time?

Xi Qian kept asking herself, but kept looking for answers. After a long time, she finally realized something.
Chapter completed!