Tears of the God of Time

Thirty years, sounds really familiar... In the desolate ancient land, the Blazing Sand Tomb, facing everything happening in front of him, Xie Zhijin murmured like this. Before the soul traveled to this body, in the Chinese land of the 21st century, Xie Zhijin, who was still a student, once said a sentence, thirty years in the east of Hedong, thirty years in the west of Hexi, don't bully young people into poverty. She didn't care at first. The only thing she remembered clearly was that she was laughing so hard that she was out of breath because of the comments in the comment section: Don't bully the middle-aged and poor, Don't bully the old and poor, Don't bully the middle-aged and poor. Cause and effect is a big cycle of reincarnation, and time has passed. At this moment, in front of her eyes, there is really a young man with only thirty years left to live, who wants to shake the three imperial powers for a promise. In the past, if she heard someone saying that it would take hundreds or a thousand years to complete, Xie Zhijin would just shake her head and chuckle, dismissing it; but now, when she hears someone saying that she wants to spend the last thirty years of her life doing this, she is silent. She couldn't understand that the life span extended by empty words after receiving help could be one hundred or two hundred years at most, or ten or twenty years at least, but why was it just thirty years by coincidence? Looking at Kong Yan's back, Xie Zhijin had a hunch that one day in the future, he might really be able to reach the top by himself. "If I dare to stand up, I won't be afraid of the crowd."