Finally, Yi Yuan followed the route shown on the treasure map and came to the place marked with '△' without any danger. What greeted Yi Yuan's eyes was a small triangular tower with three sides in one body, a total of nine floors, and a height of about one foot and two. , suspended above the ancient altar.
The stone altar exudes a simple and ancient atmosphere. It is carved with insects, fish, birds, beasts, mountains and rivers, and a vague figure with long hair, holding a giant axe, looking up at the sky. The appearance cannot be seen clearly, but it gives people a sense of weight. , the feeling of being tall and dominating the world.
Xing Tian appeared as a phantom and stood next to Yi Yuan, staring at the altar with fixed eyes. He also received the inheritance from this place and had the ability to penetrate the heaven and the earth, but he was born with deficiencies and could never cultivate it. The highest state.
"Alas! Everything is like a dream, like dew, like electricity, like a flower in a mirror, or the moon in the water. It will never die. It will turn into ashes after calamities come and go. If you don't become a saint, you will end up like an ant."
"Heaven and earth are unkind and regard all living things as mutt dogs; saints are unkind and regard hundreds of tribes as mutt dogs."
Xing Tian sighed deeply. Endless years, countless races, life and death, gave him a deeper understanding of the way of heaven. With his remaining obsession, if it were not maintained by the blood crystal produced in the inheritance land, he estimated that My last obsession will soon disappear in the long river of time.
It is precisely because Xingtian's obsession has not been annihilated and he is entangled in the nine-story Tower of Crossing the Sky that his people are wearing shackles and can no longer leave the secret realm. Their highest cultivation level is only the fourth level of acquired shamans, which is equivalent to the Nascent Soul stage of human monks. If you want to improve your cultivation level again, you must leave the secret realm and accept the test of heaven and earth before you can continue to advance to the next level.
Back then, under the secret instruction of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, the Great Witch of Xingtian took the inheritance with him to find a hiding place in the heavens and the worlds. He accidentally entered the Middle Thousand World of the Four Symbols Realm. He felt something in his heart and stayed here. In the world, a part of his will was separated and hid in the nine-story Tower of Crossing the Sky to take care of the descendants of the clan. As a result, his strength dropped by one level and he was defeated by the Emperor of Heaven. Now his body is probably lost in the long river of time.
If Xingtian, the great witch, had not died, his obsession would have opened the door to the secret realm, making it easier for his tribe to enter and exit. Now his remaining obsession can only be to open the secret realm and passively accept outsiders to enter. His will remains in the nine-story tower of the secret realm. He desperately hopes that someone can accept the inheritance of this secret realm and allow his descendants to freely enter and exit the secret realm.
Now, Xingtian Great Witch raised his head and looked at Yi Yuan. The successor he had chosen had been secretly observing him for a long time. He was very satisfied with him. Whether it was his physical cultivation or his favorability towards his people, it was more in line with his requirements. This was The only candidate who has satisfied him for so many years.
"Yi Yuan, when you step onto the altar, pay attention to the blurry figure above, and be respectful. He will guide you to accept the inheritance."
Faced with the prompt from Xingtian Great Witch, Yi Yuan did not enter the altar immediately. He had already carefully looked at the pattern on it. Except for the blurred human figures, other insects, fish, birds, beasts, mountains and rivers were relatively clear. He scratched the back of his head and asked : "Who is this vague figure?"
Xingtian Great Witch looked at the blurry figure. After a while, he slowly uttered two words: "Father God!"
"Father God? He has a name after all, right?" Yi Yuanjie seemed to want to ask the question.
The Great Witch Xingtian glanced at Yi Yuan and said, "He is the Father God - Pangu. Don't ask about anything else. I will tell you when it's time for you to know."
Yi Yuan said "Oh" and slowly stepped onto the altar. As soon as he entered, the scene in front of him suddenly changed: flowers, birds, insects and fish were constantly changing in front of his eyes, repeating their lives; mountains and rivers seemed to be flowing around him, rising and collapsing. , back and forth...
Above the altar, the triangular nine-story Tower of Crossing the Sky was constantly rotating above Yi Yuan's head, emitting colorful light, covering Yi Yuan's whole body. The twelve high mountains surrounding the altar suddenly accelerated their movement and changed their directions. The eyes of Xingtian Great Witch As soon as he lit up, he murmured to himself: "Boy Yi, the hope of the descendants of the Wu clan lies in you, don't let me down."
Now, Yi Yuan's mind is completely immersed in the changes in the sea. He is like a passer-by, letting the scenery around him keep changing. He is shocked and dizzy. Although he doesn't know what benefit this has to him, he feels that he is in a good mood. It is very comfortable to watch the passage of time from an outsider's perspective, which naturally includes the birth of mankind, difficult survival, learning, rise, glory, etc., and naturally there is also the ending moment, which makes people sigh.
The nine-story Sky Crossing Tower suspended above Yi Yuan's head, the seven-colored light emitted a soft light, constantly shining on Yi Yuan, and as time went by, it was shrinking visibly to the naked eye.
The Great Witch Xingtian stood quietly at the edge of the altar. He did not move for a long time, with so many thoughts in his mind. He no longer expected his tribe to dominate the world again, but only hoped that there would be a place for survival for the tribesmen to thrive, at least Only if he sees this can he calm down his obsession.
Shangguan Xue climbed to the top of the mountain smoothly, and then inexplicably entered an unknown space. The light here was soft and there was nothing around. Just as she was looking around, a drop of water instantly appeared in front of her eyes, giving off a charming halo. , she couldn't help but walked forward, stretched out her palms, and gently held it up; the water droplets suddenly expanded, wrapping Shangguan Xue, flowing slowly around her body, and then grew bigger again, like a river, flowing endlessly. .....As time progressed, the water surrounding Shangguan Xue had turned into a vast ocean, with surging tides that were heart-wrenching, and she was always in the process of enlightenment.
Time passes day by day, and seven or eight days have passed before he knew it. The insects, fish, birds and beasts, mountains and rivers, the prosperity and decline of hundreds of tribes, etc. that were previously reflected in Yi Yuan's mind have all disappeared, and now his eyes are covered with fog. He couldn't tell the difference between the sky and the earth, front and back, left and right. Just when he was puzzled, a vague figure suddenly appeared. He was majestic and tall, but his face could not be seen clearly. He was holding a giant axe, and his tall body looked straight at the blurred space in front of him.
Just a blurry figure made Yi Yuan hold his breath, his mind was attracted by it, and he couldn't help but stare at the other person. At a certain moment, his tall figure suddenly moved, and he raised his hand and waved the giant ax in his hand. The traces were very slow, but they could leave traces in the surrounding space, which lingered for a long time. Yi Yuan watched intently, for fear of His worries about missing every move were a bit unnecessary. While the opponent was practicing the ax technique, he was also secretly observing his every move, for fear that he would not be able to keep up with the rhythm.
After the blurry figure finished interpreting the giant ax in his hand, Yi Yuan carefully counted the total of one hundred and eight ax moves. He recalled it again, and the memory was still clear, and his expression naturally overflowed with joy.
Seeing this, the blurry figure nodded. He raised his hand and waved the giant ax again. This time, the traces of the dancing ax cutting the surrounding space were more obvious, leaving long 'wounds' everywhere, which could not be healed for a long time.
Yi Yuan was even more frightened. This time, the blurred figure swung the ax faster, and the moves were more subtle and concise, but the damage caused was doubled. He stared at all the movements of the blurred figure, silently carving Even if he cannot immediately understand the meaning of these moves, he must firmly remember the steps and traces of the axe.
When the blurry figure stopped moving again, Yi Yuan silently counted and found that there were seventy-two ax moves. The moves were simple and majestic, powerful and powerful, splitting the surrounding space everywhere, and even time slowed down a little.
Yi Yuan scratched the back of his head and felt something was wrong. He put down his hand and rubbed his sleeves like a child who made a mistake.
After a long time, Yi Yuan woke up from his meditation. The blurry figure seemed to understand his thoughts. He raised his hand again and waved the giant ax in his hand. Traces appeared in front of Yi Yuan's eyes, splitting space and time. He couldn't figure out the reason, so he watched intently and replayed the traces of the ax in his mind.
The blurry figure practiced the thirty-six ax moves this time. The movements were indescribably smooth and beautiful. The traces of space they passed through extended into the distance, annihilating all objects and obstacles wherever they went. Yi Yuan could only remember it. He frowned at the general direction of the movements. He could only remember these movements first, and recited them in his mind many times before opening his eyes.
The blurry figure looked around Yi Yuan. He waved the giant ax in his hand again, looking straight at the space in front of him. After a long time, he shook his shoulders and elbows, and swung straight out. A huge space crack appeared in front of Yi Yuan's eyes, towards Yi Yuan. It went in the direction of infinity and finally disappeared. Then the ax lights suddenly appeared, and Yi Yuan clearly remembered that there were only eighteen axes. The ax lights continued to spread in his mind, as if they were close in front of him, but also far away in the horizon, elusive and uncaptured.
Time passed by, and beads of sweat visibly appeared on Yi Yuan's forehead. He tried his best to simulate the eighteen ax moves he saw. The effect was many times worse than that of a blurry figure. Just a little bit similar.
None of this could escape the blurry figure's eyes. He seemed to be able to understand Yi Yuan's thoughts. After he had a rough outline in his mind, he slowly raised the giant ax in his hand again, and drew a line under Yi Yuan's admiring gaze. As the afterimages of traces passed by, the surrounding space and time seemed to have stopped, motionless, floating in front of Yi Yuan's eyes. He had forgotten to think now, and ax lights flowed in his mind, coming from nowhere, and again. Where to go?
After the blurry figure finished wielding the nine moves of the axe, he stood still and watched Yi Yuan's every move. He didn't know how long it had passed. When Yi Yuan opened his eyes, he suddenly smiled and clicked. He nodded, grasped the giant ax in his hand, slowly raised it, and moved forward smoothly.
In the foggy space, a ray of light suddenly appeared, spreading instantly and extending in the direction of infinity. Yi Yuan's body shook. He saw a prototype of the world in the light, which was expanding rapidly. In an instant, mountains, rivers, Insects, fish, birds and beasts appear one after another, and there are even the sounds of human activities.
Not long after, the world was completely formed. Yi Yuan could not even estimate how big it was. The roars of vicious beasts inside were deafening, they flew to the sky and escaped from the ground, there were collisions and screams, and the predatory behavior of the jungle was vividly displayed. During this period, how many races rose and fell, mixed with the painful sounds of blood and flesh, scene by scene, without interruption, interpreting the picture of the prosperous age, and the bloody scenes of survival of the fittest and natural selection.
The nine-story Sky Crossing Tower suspended above Yi Yuan's head became smaller, as if it could be held with one hand, but the colorful light it emitted became more intense, pouring out on Yi Yuan, and he didn't notice it at all. , immersed in the interpretation of the world and unable to extricate himself.
I don’t know how long it took, the world interpretation experienced endless prosperity and calamity, and finally turned into dust and disappeared into the space. The surrounding area returned to fog again. Yi Yuan’s eyes were dull and lifeless, until He raised his head when he coughed slightly.
At this moment, there was still an afterimage of an ax in Yi Yuan's mind. He didn't know where it came from, crossing the space, interpreting the changes in the world. He shook his head vigorously, and then he became more awake. The blurry figure had disappeared, and he was everywhere. After looking at it, I was filled with emotion. The altar under my feet seemed to come to life. The carved insects, fish, birds, beasts, mountains and rivers seemed to be lifelike.
