The moment she pushed the door open, a strong blast of air rushed out, making her almost lose her balance, but her big eyes suddenly lit up.
In that air flow, there is extremely rich power of Taiyin!
Nannan felt happy. This could only mean one thing. The front was connected to the outside world, and she could go out soon!
But the next second, a violent vibration came suddenly, and the entire Bronze Immortal Palace seemed to hit something, and the girl was thrown forward.
"Ugh...it hurts so much!" Nannan curled her lips and got up in embarrassment, not knowing what was happening outside.
At this moment, her ears suddenly twitched, and there seemed to be some sound mixed in with the violent air flow.
Nannan concentrated on capturing it, trying her best to eliminate the interference of the air flow.
"Woo...Woo..."
Her hair stood on end immediately, and she actually heard it. Hidden in the sound of air flow, there was actually a faint cry!
"It's not going to be haunted again." Nannan cried with a sad face. Why is it that after she stepped on the path of spiritual practice, this evil thing is not over yet!
Having said that, there is still a way to go. She tiptoed carefully, raised her two little ears, and moved forward step by step.
Behind the bronze door is a long passage, which leads to nowhere. The cold air roars in, mixed with the strong power of the lunar calendar.
"...There is nothing left, even you and I will forget..."
As Nannan continued to go deeper, the crying gradually became clearer. It was extremely sad and desolate. She heard such a sound.
"Gudong." Nannan swallowed quietly, held out the silver card in front of her body, and continued walking forward with her head in the air.
"No, you must not be forgotten. As one of your..., I must leave your deeds in this world!"
The voice faded again, and Nannan's big eyes were full of doubts, deeds? What deeds are left behind?
She continued to move forward, and after walking for a while, she heard the sound coming from the front again.
"Why...why was it erased? What kind of existence did you encounter? No! Nothing happens to you!"
The owner of the voice seemed to have encountered something extremely strange. The words were filled with disbelieving sounds, mixed with a deep despair, and then fell silent again.
At this time, most of the fear in Nannan's heart had actually gone away. The voice sounded extremely upright and young, not like a ghost at all.
"Da da da."
The sound of Nannan's footsteps echoed in the passage. Even though she was tiptoeing very carefully, she couldn't achieve complete silence on the bronze surface.
Nannan continued to walk forward for a while, and the voice came again, but it was no longer as young as before, but already showing her age.
"I am old, and I have spent my whole life unable to record you completely. There seems to be a force in this world that prevents all living beings from remembering you and singing about you. ... It seems that this can only It’s your fight alone..."
A picture emerged in Nannan's mind. A white-haired old man, full of age and desolation, spent his whole life just to record one person's deeds, but was blocked by an inexplicable force. A lifetime wasted in vain.
Nannan noticed that every time the voice wanted to say who "you" was, no matter how hard she listened, the name was always blurry. This made her eyes widen. There was really something strange in this world. The power of darkness is preventing all of this! ?
Suddenly, Nannan suddenly discovered that there was a light in the darkness ahead.
"..."
She took a deep breath, tensed up, and slowed down. Even if the voice doesn't sound like a ghost, it's always a good idea to be careful in this mysterious Bronze Immortal Palace.
"This Immortal Palace is your trophy, so I will use it to bury myself. Let's go on a good journey!"
The sound sounded again, and Nannan was keenly aware that the sound came from the light source! And from that voice, Nannan learned that this place is really called Immortal Palace!
She stopped and looked forward with her spiritual mind, but she did not feel the presence of any living creature.
Nannan held the silver card carefully, ready to sacrifice it if there was any danger, and walked towards the light step by step.
After getting closer, Nannan discovered that there was a small door at the end of the passage, and the light source came from the door.
"Gudong." She swallowed again, slowly moved her head over, and finally saw the scene inside the door clearly.
A rusty war spear lay across a bronze table. It was said to be a war spear, but in fact, the whole body had been completely corroded. Only a thumb-sized spear tip remained, and the rest was completely worn away by the long process. Over the years, a long trace has been vaguely left on the bronze table.
The head of the gun emits a light yellow light, which is the source of the light source.
No bones could be seen in the room, but Nannan noticed a layer of ash powder on the ground. She immediately thought of the pitch-black skeleton before, and she had a secret guess in her heart, and she couldn't help but take a breath.
That pitch-black corpse may be that of a powerful man from the mythical age, but it was still intact before Nannan touched it. And this skeleton has been completely turned into powder. Could it be said that it is older than that mythical age?
At this time, Nannan noticed that there seemed to be faint fluctuations in the light source. She stared left and right with her big eyes, but did not feel any dangerous aura, so she stretched out her little hand and tapped it gently.
The next second, time seemed to stand still, and an unspeakable sadness spanned eternity and poured into Nannan's mind in waves. She was speechless for a moment, but she could truly feel that it was not a person. Human sorrow is a sorrow shared by trillions of creatures in an era. It is as heavy as a mountain and will completely bury her.
"They are waiting for someone, and it seems that person will never come back." Nannan muttered to herself with tears on her face. This was not her own sadness, but entirely the result of being affected by that emotion.
The next second, she was suddenly shocked, and hurriedly withdrew her little hand and wiped away her tears, her face full of shock. But the sadness still lingers in her heart, as if she is also one of the trillions of creatures, waiting together for the appearance of one person.
At this time, Nannan's heart could be described as earth-shaking. What happened today has completely exceeded the limit of her imagination!
She looked at the light source again, and her little body shivered violently. It was really evil!
"Woo... Wu..." A sad cry came again, clearly audible in the extremely quiet atmosphere around him.
Nanny's hair suddenly stood on end, why did she come again? ?
But she soon discovered that the source of the sound was the gun tip that was emitting a light yellow light, so she breathed a long sigh of relief and relaxed.
"...There is nothing left, even you and I will forget..."
The gun head made another sound, which was exactly the same as what Nannan had heard before.
Nannan frowned slightly, thinking of a possibility that Xuan Yao heard from his master.
After death, if the obsession persists, it may not dissipate for thousands of years, and the regrets of life will be repeated endlessly until the years completely erase them.
"Is this this person's obsession?" Nannan stared at the source of endless sadness in front of her and said to herself.
"No, it's already millions of years in the ancient times, and the mythical era is even longer. It's impossible for obsession to last for millions of years." Nannan rejected this idea, but she suddenly remembered that the kind of feeling she had felt before The sadness, too heavy, does not come from one person, but is the common sorrow of billions of living beings.
"Have the common thoughts of trillions of creatures turned into the obsession of an entire era, continuing to this day?" Thinking of this possibility, Nannan felt a little heavy, because the spear head was obviously going to be completely extinguished!
No matter how strong the thoughts of sentient beings are, in the long years, they will eventually disappear.
"Who is he, and why does he make all living beings miss him so much and feel so sad?" Nannan said to herself, with sparkles in her big eyes.
"Before, this voice said that he wanted to record all this, but where is it?" She looked at the surrounding bronze walls, only to find that they corroded much slower here than outside.
The thought power of all living beings seems to be trying hard to prevent that person from being forgotten!
What did that person do to make all living beings remember him so much, but now, no one remembers him?
Nannan was full of questions. She walked towards the bronze wall and saw engraved pictures. She moved forward curiously, and her eyes widened when she saw clearly what the first engraved picture contained.
