The old site of Mount Kailash is shrouded in the year-round wind and snow. The man walks through the snow under the heavy snow, and the thick snow makes a rustling sound.
A supreme-level world-destroying battle once broke out here. The golden ancient tree that once towered over the sky and the earth has been burned to ashes, and the tree roots running through the mountains have long since died, leaving only shocking cracks, like It is the wound of the earth, bottomless.
The battle ten years ago caused the dimension here to be unstable to this day, so Mount Kailash has completely become a forbidden area on the earth. Tibetans who migrate here sometimes claim that they see the majestic ancient city in the wind and snow. It stands on the barren land, mysterious and far away.
Some even claim to have witnessed the resurrection of gods.
It was a strong dimensional disorder, and many sublimators who yearned for miracles tried to venture to the Gangdise Mountains, but in the end they disappeared from this world without a trace.
The man ignored the turbulence of the dimension, took out a yellowed map from his pocket, followed the directions through the endless wind and snow, and finally arrived at a dark grotto.
This dark grotto seems to have been neglected for thousands of years. The dark cave is filled with a mysterious and profound atmosphere, like a lich's lair or a devil's tomb.
A supreme realm envelopes this cave, as if it is forgotten outside the world. It is like a bottomless black hole, greedily devouring everything in the outside world. Nothing can escape, and naturally nothing can escape. When you go out, there is no chance of being spied upon.
This is the realm of the Ancient Supreme, the best hiding place in the world.
"How sad, my brother."
He said softly: "I once stood closest to the original place and laughed at you, but I never thought that now I would become as pathetic as you."
The man ignored the field here.
He snapped his fingers, and a vermilion fire lit up on his fingertips, illuminating the darkness.
The walls of this cave were actually covered with flesh, flesh and fascia, undulating and squirming regularly like breathing. The blood vessels were actually complicated and intertwined tree roots, faintly flowing with golden blood.
In the darkness stood a cross woven from golden tree vines.
The man wrapped in the shroud was crucified, which was strange and eerie.
"I have to admire your greatness. You were once the best conspirator among us, but unfortunately you died due to the calculations of Father God and Mother God. But you were unwilling to give in after all, right? I can hear you unwilling to give in in your sleep. Roars, and curses of anger and malice...let me help you."
The man stared at the corpse on the cross and whispered, "I can revive you."
The honorable name of this corpse has already been revealed.
Mr. Qiongqi.
This supreme being once held a ceremony to annihilate the world on Mount Kailash, but was eventually backlashed by the original. The Zhuzhao Sacred Tree took root on his corpse, absorbing the third power and growing.
In fact, the so-called Mount Kailash is Qiongqi’s corpse.
But no one can find where his true form is.
Only Suzaku, who had eroded the original, could break through his domain.
In addition, Gu Jianlin, who has achieved the original state, can also find Him.
Unfortunately, after the battle on Mount Kailash, he had already fallen into a deep sleep.
The eternal sleep of gods is measured in units of at least ten thousand years.
So there is nothing to fear.
"New rules have been opened, but I never agree with the so-called true meaning of love that transcends limits. Maybe my sadness and anger are not enough, but my madness and despair have not reached the limit. Without that kind of humble thing, I can't It can change everything."
The man bit his wrist, and the golden blood spontaneously ignited as it flowed out. A noble bird was entangled in the vermilion flame, and its chirping broke the silence.
The ancient realm trembled violently, as if a hungry evil ghost saw flesh and blood.
"Wake up, my brother!"
The flames ignited the darkness and engulfed the golden cross.
The man put his hand on the heart of the corpse and shouted: "I will give you new life!"
His voice was not loud, but it echoed in the grotto like thunder.
The grotto trembled, and thunder penetrated the wind and snow.
The shroud was burned away, revealing the desiccated remains.
It was a huge skeleton.
Senbai's bones were as crystal clear as jade and were entangled with withered tree roots.
"What are you hesitating about?"
The man said hoarsely: "After hundreds of millions of years, my sister is still the girl she was back then. She is strong but proud, tough but soft-hearted. Perhaps she has always been a child longing for love, so she buried herself with her own hands. Xihe is a new born. Your Majesty, you have fallen into a deep sleep now. As for me, you have seen my state, so what do you have to fear?"
The skeleton's dark eye holes lit up with scorching firelight, and the bones crackled.
The roar of the giant beast vaguely echoed, which was breathtaking.
"Right, that is it."
The man became excited: "Wake up!"
The dead soul seemed to open its eyes, and countless strands of flesh and blood were reborn on the gloomy skeleton.
But at this moment, the man showed a strange smile.
Because what was reborn on that terrifying skeleton was not just flesh and blood, but also criss-crossing black vines, dark buds drinking blood and growing, giving birth to dark lotuses!
It wasn't just the corpses that were illuminated by the fire.
And the man's face.
The man's handsome face was covered with ferocious bloodstains, as if the broken porcelain had been forcibly pieced together. The scars were filled with dark starlight, symbolizing the original darkness of the universe.
"It's too much for me to use the body of a candle to forcibly gain access to the power of the Mother Goddess. But fortunately, new rules have been opened, and I can actually do this."
The man held the face of the corpse, as if through his burning eyes, he saw the calculating young man: "You're surprised, aren't you? If it doesn't take long, I believe you can wake up from your eternal sleep. . After all, Father God has been completely devoured by my son. You, who have been sleeping for a long time, can also be reborn from this half-dead state."
"It's a pity that you don't have a chance."
A scepter wrapped with phoenix feathers appeared in his hand and fell to the ground with a bang.
The door to the dimension is opened, and Fuso Shrine is impressively rooted in Mount Kailash.
The ancient gods emerged from the burning fire.
Once silver and gold, now Ying Ye and Ying Yu have been given new names. They inherited the bones and blood of Luan Bird and Kui Bird respectively, and became the ancient ancestors.
Bai Jin has also inherited the bones and blood of Gu Diao. In the world of the ancient gods, he is the weakest ancient ancestor and has died countless times at the hands of the ancient sages.
"Honor your greatness, Lord."
Finally, there is a graceful and noble girl with long golden hair, her beautiful face is full of splendor, a touch of red gold in the corner of her eyes is solemn and enchanting, and her clothes are scattered like fire.
This is Mu Shiyu, a survivor of the civil strife in the Order World ten years ago.
Demons danced wildly in the Fuso Shrine. The ancient ancestors opened their wrathful eyes and looked down at the earth. They did not dare to look up at the back of the Supreme Being, as if he was both a god and a devil.
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The peak of Meili Snow Mountain is reflected brilliantly in the sunshine, and the roaring sound of ancient bells vaguely echoes in the wind and snow, as if you can hear the devout Sanskrit singing of the monks.
"Ten years have passed, and I still feel a bit like I'm visiting a grave."
Su Youzhu walked towards the Buddhist temple at the top of the mountain. The stone steps under her feet had been frozen. She was carrying large and small packages of tributes in her hands, like a girl who went to the cemetery to pay homage to her relatives during the holidays: "Mingming, Grandma Ming still has to pay homage to her relatives." Why are we still alive, but we come to offer sacrifices every year?”
Her deerskin coat fluttered in the wind, and her short platinum hair was stained with a layer of white frost.
The white scarf covered her face as delicate as ice and snow, and her eyelashes were covered with ice crystals.
"It is indeed very similar, but the difference is that Grandma can really receive our tribute."
Tang Ling's woolen coat made a rustling sound, and the fluttering hem exposed her long legs wrapped in jeans. Her high leather boots were even a little slippery on the frost-covered stone steps.
"By the way, did you go to worship your mother before you left?"
The so-called mother is, of course, Shi Jing.
Today, Lei Lei and Yue Ji are both engaged to that boy and have even held weddings.
Apart from not registering, they are no different from a family.
"went."
Su Youzhu said coldly: "I also asked Gu Ci'an's tomb to be lifted."
Tang Ling glanced at her: "I thought you would separate them."
Su Youzhu responded expressionlessly: "The more I think about it in the past ten years, the more angry I become. He doesn't deserve it."
Tang Ling couldn't say anything about this, and Professor Gu didn't have much interaction with her.
She stared at the ancient Buddhist temple through her sunglasses: "Chen Bojun said, let us come and see her during the holidays and don't let her be too lonely. According to the little fat man's research, Grandma should be in unconscious dormancy. status, her strength is also constantly expanding."
"If we could enter the Abyss, we could see Him dividing His own bones and blood."
At this point, she was quite moved: "Would you like to risk going in and take a look?"
Su Youzhu's beautiful eyes were slightly bright, but after a second thought, she felt something was wrong: "Next time, if I wake her up rashly, I'm afraid she will forcefully break out of the cocoon again and come with us to find Him."
Tang Ling thought about it and it was right.
Today, Venerable Xihe is sleeping in his own ancient god world.
The name of this place is Gan Yuan.
Ten years ago, after Venerable Xihe forcibly prevented the destruction of the earth, he was forced to sleep because he could not control his own power. He came to the Meili Snow Mountain and established the ancient god world, and was silent again.
In the past ten years, some Buddhists who came for pilgrimage were eroded by his spirit and became the most loyal servants of the god. Now they live in the ancient temple and serve the sleeping god.
The door of the Buddhist temple opened, and the old monk came out with his hands clasped together.
"I've met two of your Majesty's Majesty."
He said respectfully: "May the Lord protect you."
Su Youzhu handed him the large and small packages of tribute and nodded slightly.
Tang Ling put her hands together and returned the salute: "Master, are you okay, Grandma?"
After all, he is the guardian of his grandmother, so he should be respected.
This frightened the old monk. He hurriedly clasped his hands together and bent even lower: "I can often hear His whispers. He is thinking of you all the time."
Su Youzhu smiled silently.
Tang Ling hummed: "This may be the last time we see her."
She didn't say it clearly, but her meaning couldn't be clearer.
The old monk raised his head and said seriously: "My child, thank you for your hard work."
What the divine attendant conveys is the will of the Lord.
It also represents the approval of the great master.
Su Youzhu also felt the warm sunshine falling in the snow-capped mountains, which was the blessing from her elders.
"Thank you, we will try to come back alive."
She pulled out the Tiancongyun Sword, drew a fierce cross with her backhand, and tore the void apart.
The dark void suddenly spread, and the tunnel of time and space has opened.
"Farewell."
Tang Ling turned around, picked up the sword box she carried with her, and walked into the black hole.
The wind and snow were coming, and the girls' eyes were as cold as iron.
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Ying Changsheng put his hands behind his back, overlooking the city in the morning light, and sighed softly: "So, wanting to move the center of order to Fengcheng is just a cover. The two aunts just don't want us to know what they want to do, Is it?"
Ten years have passed, and the prince has grown into a real emperor.
Tang Ling is only the strongest and the most powerful person on the surface.
But he is the one who really holds the power.
The world that was once turbulent became calm under his pressure.
The once high-spirited young man has become calm and dignified.
"They have grown up a lot in the past ten years, but the only thing they cannot learn is lying."
Jiang Ziye pouted: "I was just a shadow back then, how could they deceive me?"
Ying Changsheng glanced at him and asked calmly: "What do you think?"
"According to Liuli's calculations, the possibility of the two aunts being completely defeated is only one in a thousand, and at least they can lose both sides. If they win, the Suzaku clan will be finished."
Jiang Ziye thought for a while: "If they lose, we can have ten thousand years of breathing room. In ten thousand years, we can quietly accumulate strength and wait for them to wake up."
The ones mentioned here are naturally Qilin and Xihe.
"Now we are all people with families, so they don't want us to work hard and turn the peaceful world upside down again, causing so many families to be destroyed."
Ying Changsheng smiled and said, "But I don't want to accept it."
Jiang Ziye shrugged and turned to look.
Su Youxia was leaning on the railing and smoking a cigarette. Over the past ten years, she had become more enchanting and charming, with the temptation of a mature lady in her eyes. She said lightly: "You can do whatever you want, I will follow."
"Indeed, if there is to be a war, the flames of war will inevitably spread throughout the extraordinary world."
Jiang Ziye scratched his eyebrows: "And I don't know how many people will die."
"but……"
He paused: "This is no reason to watch them fight alone."
Ying Changsheng smiled freely and waved his hand: "We are all taught by President Taihua. When have we ever given up in the face of war? Inform Lu Zijin and Chen Bojun to prepare for war. Those who want to join the war prepare a suicide note, and those who do not want to join the war We won’t force you to stay home and protect your family.”
"Ten thousand years is too long, we are seizing the day."
He raised his right hand, and the sword case trembled loudly: "Fuck him."
(End of chapter)
