"I have cultivated to this point tens of thousands of years ago, but I still can't make any progress now. If there is no good luck, it will be the same for tens of thousands of years..."
Qing Wei muttered to himself, and a dangerous thought arose in his mind.
He took a deep look at the void where Yuandongtian was, and immediately suppressed all his thoughts in his heart.
Even though it has been thousands of years since that Heavenly Lord left heaven and earth, he still does not dare to be careless.
This is usually the case, but it is even more so now that he has been able to get the bracelet thousands of years in advance.
He knew very well how dangerous his idea was.
But when he thought about the amazing achievements that the 'bracelet' would achieve in his memory, he couldn't help but feel excited.
…
Under the dark night, only a few glimmers of light could be seen, and scattered villages and towns were located on the banks of the rolling mountains.
Boom!
Suddenly, a bolt of thunder rang through the sky, breaking the tranquility of the night.
Lijiazhuang suddenly woke up from his sleep, accompanied by bursts of chickens and dogs, and candles were lit in many homes.
Some people held candles and opened the windows, looking up at the sky. Although the night was dark, there were no dark clouds in the sky.
"The thunder was so loud that it almost scared my soul away..."
In a ruined temple overgrown with weeds outside the village, a thin young man suddenly woke up from his dream, his heart beating rapidly.
There was no door in the ruined temple, and a large part of the roof collapsed. He could see the sky without raising his head: "This, it doesn't look like it's going to rain, does it?"
The young man muttered and turned over to sit up. The thunder was so loud that it almost seemed to explode in his ears.
There was no sleepiness at all.
He kicked the weeds on the ground, rubbed his arms and went out, hoping to pick up some dry wood to light a fire while it wasn't raining.
As soon as I walked out of the door, I saw what seemed to be a shooting star streaking across the night sky.
"Meteor? Ah!"
The young man took a casual glance, suddenly shouted, and ran away, begging the mountain god for mercy as he ran.
But it turned out that the meteor actually hit the direction of the ruined temple at an extremely fast speed.
"My mother!"
The young man's soul is gone, and he only regrets that his parents did not have more legs.
But how fast can he be?
It seemed that for just a moment, the young man only heard a "boom" and no longer knew what was going on.
The huge air wave blowing the straw seemed to blow him away. At the last moment when he was unconscious, he seemed to see a bright light in the billowing smoke.
Faintly, he seemed to see the figure of a child.
'what is that……'
Buzz~
Among the smoke and dust flying all over the sky, there was a murmur of confusion, as if someone was still hungover.
"Mr. Monster..."
The three-hearted blue soul boy slowly opened his eyes, looked at his white and tender palms, and looked at the dusty night with indescribable touch.
Once upon a time, the world in its eyes had no colors, let alone specific images. In its eyes, everything was just data and information with different textures.
At this time, he was reborn and finally saw the real world.
Today, I don't know how many years later, he finally broke the terrifying curse placed on himself by the 'Ancestor of the Nightmare Hydra'.
For today, he had waited for an unknown number of years and paid an unimaginable price, losing his near-immortality.
"Is this the world in your eyes?"
He stretched out his hand in surprise and timidity, stroking the floating dust, dim light, and invisible aura particles:
"But where are you?"
…
唳~
Roar!
Under the night, the mountains undulate like dragons and snakes.
Among the mountains and valleys, countless ferocious beasts roamed wildly, and from time to time the roars of giant beasts resounded throughout the sky.
In the almost devoid of any light, countless terrifying giant beasts were walking.
It makes many people living in the mountains feel frightened and unable to sleep. In fact, few people dare to sleep here at night.
Kimura.
This is a small village built on the stump of an ancient tree of unknown size.
Hundreds of meters above the ground, hidden among the leaves, next to birds.
Fire is strictly controlled in Kimura, especially in the dark night, and no firelight is allowed to leak out.
Not even a little bit is allowed.
The only exception is the old house located in the middle of the village, which has a sense of age.
The few men guarding the door could vaguely see a red light inside.
Rudou's lamp couldn't illuminate the room, which was darker than the night. The red light in the room at this moment came from a broken altar that stood tall and low.
Under the slightly eerie red light, a thin and short old man wearing animal skin danced around the altar and sang wildly.
On top of the altar, the whole body is silvery white and golden, and there are two mysterious skulls with green fire flickering in the eye sockets.
He kept opening and closing his upper and lower jaws, making a crisp and strange "click" sound, as if laughing at his useless efforts.
Sure enough, the red light on the altar gradually dimmed.
"Woo~"
Seeing that the red light was decreasing instead of increasing, the old man gathered more and more, his hands and feet were dancing like windmills, and spittle stars were flying everywhere.
"Quack quack~"
Seeing the old man's ugly appearance, the skull actually let out a creepy laugh, sharp and terrifying:
"Stupid old man, do you think you know this altar better than me?!"
"Plop!"
The old man stepped back in shock and stumbled to the ground: "You, you can actually talk? You, what kind of monster are you?! How can you control our altar?"
The old man was extremely frightened and even despaired.
This altar is a "treasure" passed down from generation to generation by Kimura. Although it always works sometimes, it works every time and helps Kimura get through several difficulties.
Until this time.
He offered half of the beast's corpse and finally received a response from the 'god' at the altar.
He thought he was favored by God, but he didn't expect that it was the beginning of a nightmare.
This skeleton has a strange power and can absorb people's essence, blood, and even spirit silently.
This skeleton was so well hidden that I didn't notice it at first, but by the time I discovered it, it was too late.
After more than ten years of absorption, all the people in Kimura are haggard and have haggard faces. Not to mention hunting, even the strength to curse is gone!
Seeing that his last struggle was about to fail, the old man fell into despair.
"Your altar? This is mine, my rare treasure!"
The skull made a sharp cry, and the red light flashed, and it rolled the old man onto the altar like a tentacle.
The altar was not much bigger than the old man, but with a flash of red light, the old man shrank in size.
He was horrified and desperate:
"Holy and majestic God, please save our Kimura..."
Phew~
At this moment, the skeleton suddenly rolled down the altar with a strange scream, and the red light dimmed.
The old man fell to the ground, stunned.
Suddenly, fine lines appeared on the head of the strange skull, tightly binding it to the ground. No matter how hard it struggled, it could not break free.
"Ahhh!"
The skeleton opened and closed its jaws frantically, horrified and desperate: "No, you, why don't you let me go?"
Buzz!
At this time, the dim red light suddenly lit up again, sucking in the skull's frightened cry.
"This, this is...is God sanctified?"
The old man knelt down tremblingly, kowtowed with tears, and thanked the gods for rescuing him and Kimura.
Suddenly, his body stiffened.
A pair of white and slender palms came from nowhere, grasped his arm, and lifted him up.
"God? Of course not."
The old man raised his head in fear and saw a fair-skinned and handsome young man looking at him apologetically in the red light:
"It's me who's causing you trouble..."
"ah?"
The old man looked up with a confused look. At this time, the red light had dissipated, but something fell from the altar and was held by the young man in his hand.
He weighed it casually and couldn't help but sneer: "Still so stingy..."
"This is……"
The old man swallowed.
"A blood pill, when dissolved into water, can make up for a small amount of a person's lack of energy and blood..."
The young man smiled and threw the blood pill to the old man.
"How did this happen?"
The old man was surprised and happy. He clutched the pill tightly and had no intention of asking about the young man's origin.
He welcomed the young man into his home with great gratitude, settled in briefly, and then hurried away to treat the villagers.
"I can't live without peace of mind wherever I go...My methods back then were too immature..."
The young man sighed slightly and dispersed the remaining willpower of Master Yixie, completely erasing it from heaven and earth.
Unless there is someone powerful who can cross the two realms and reverse time and space, he is probably dead.
This young man is naturally An Qisheng.
Before entering the world, he spent a lot of time digesting all the information he received, and then selected various plans to deduce and think about it.
Until finally, after sending the three-hearted blue soul boy to the ancient times, he himself came to this place, the time and space where he had left traces.
"call!"
He slowly walked out of the door and slowly looked at the sky.
A flash of bright light broke through the darkness, and soon, ten great suns leaped into the eastern sky at the same time. In an instant, they completely wiped out the darkness between heaven and earth.
It seemed that in the blink of an eye, the sky lit up, and it seemed that there was something wrong with his time.
In the middle of Kimura, an old man who seemed to be the village chief was making potion, and a group of unkempt villagers came from all directions.
Regardless of whether they were men, women, old or young, they all had sallow complexions and thin muscles, but they still stepped forward to take the potion and drink it in an orderly manner.
"Nirvana, Nirvana..."
Looking at the burning clouds in the sky, An Qisheng sighed softly.
Nirvana is the transcendence of life and death, and it is also the reshaping of cognition.
At this moment, everything in front of him was chaotic and disorderly.
Time and space are reversed, yin and yang are confused, and his previous understanding is being completely subverted. This is the process of breaking through.
It may also be the process of falling.
This is an unknown situation that he has never touched before. If he wants to cross it more smoothly, he naturally needs to find a reference.
The wild world has no shortage of nature.
And the reason why he chose this time and space is naturally not without reason.
His gaze shifted and fell on a fat little man lying lazily on the ground basking in the sun.
In this existence where everyone is short of energy and blood, this little guy is very eye-catching.
