Under the moonlight, in front of the flames, the old man sat alone.
He looked desolate and sad, like a person abandoned by the world. Although he was full of mystery, he felt lonely when he looked at him.
Countless jade slips and books turned into points of light in the old man's hands and disappeared into the void.
Looking at this scene.
Behind the old man, a shadowy figure suddenly appeared.
They were powerful beings. They were wearing wide robes and long sleeves, and their auras were terrifying.
There is the three-eyed general, wearing golden armor and holding a three-pointed two-edged sword, who is very powerful.
There is that beautiful figure with the head of a human and the body of a snake, standing on the long river of time. The figure is extremely majestic. Under the Qingyun, countless creatures are worshiping and praying to her, and the sound of chanting and praying can be heard endlessly.
There is also the middle-aged scribe with an elegant demeanor, as if he is carrying the abyss of heaven on his back, holding a scroll of scriptures and standing with his hands behind his back.
And the young Taoist, carrying the ancient fairy sword on his back, bloomed with a blazing sword light, cutting through the long river of time and shattering the eternal time and space.
There is also the old man with white beard and hair who is riding a green bull backwards. He has a kind face and shakes his head without saying a word.
There is also the old monk sitting cross-legged, with lotus flowers blooming under his body, with a kind face, and a prayer flag fluttering behind him, with endless compassion.
…
Countless figures appeared.
They seemed to be talking about something, and faint voices came out one after another.
"This life has come to an end, and we will open a new path!"
"For this reason, I won't hesitate to give up everything!"
"The myth may come to an end with this, but it will never end with this... The Immortals will return again!"
The voice was vague and even difficult to hear clearly at times, but in Chu Mo's perception, the words contained an incomparable firm will, as if even all the water from the underworld could not wash it away.
Listening to this voice, Chu Mo couldn't help but froze on the spot.
Chu Mo also heard these words said by the old man when he was looking back through the stone tablet.
And now.
In the time rewind of this Taihuang picture scroll, he heard it again.
This made Chu Mo feel that there might be some important information in these words.
"What we can know now is that the ancient immortals and gods had to leave here because they could not survive in their ancestral land."
"They went to distant lands to find a place to rebuild heaven."
"This can be verified through these words and the first picture seen in the Taihuang picture scroll, plus the Tianmen ruins in the Qingxuan secret realm."
"And the catastrophe that forced them to leave may have been the red light they saw in the sky!"
Chu Mo thought secretly.
At this point, he felt that he had vaguely touched some key.
It’s not far away from the original secret being truly revealed!
Now before Chu Mo, there are only three most critical questions left -
Why did the red light in the sky that caused the catastrophe of heaven and earth come about?
And where did the immortals go?
Do they still exist now?
Thinking like this.
The scene in front of me gradually became gloomier, and it was obvious that time had come to an end.
Just when Chu Mo thought it was over.
Suddenly.
The old man sitting in front of the flame suddenly raised his head and glanced towards Chu Mo.
What kind of eyes are those?
Calm and indifferent.
It was as if it had gone through countless eras, seemed to have traveled through billions of time and space, and finally landed on Chu Mo.
At this moment, Chu Mo suddenly felt as if he was being stared at by some unpredictable existence, and he couldn't help but feel a hair standing on end deep in his heart.
"You're here again..."
The old man spoke, and his voice spanned eternal time and space, from the endless past to the present world, and fell into Chu Mo's ears.
Just this sentence immediately made Chu Mo feel shocked, confused, and unbelievable.
He froze on the spot, and couldn't help but stir up a storm in his heart. After a long time, he came back to his senses, and couldn't help but tentatively replied: "Senior...can you see me?"
"nature."
The old man nodded slightly, with an indescribable meaning in his eyes.
After getting the definite answer, even Chu Mo couldn't help but take a deep breath subconsciously.
How terrifying is this scene in front of me?
An ancient man who lived an unknown number of years ago, and who existed in myths and legends, was able to transcend time and space, penetrate hundreds of millions of years, gaze directly at him, and talk to him. What kind of power is this?
Even if Chu Mo exhausted his brain, he couldn't imagine it.
The shock in Chu Mo's heart could hardly be described in words.
He only felt that at this moment, his brain seemed to be hit with a heavy hammer, and his whole person went blank, losing any ability to think.
"The environment you are currently in should be the same as mine, separated by endless time, space and years... Judging from your current practice, it seems that you are continuing the ancient method, but unfortunately, all this is just the wrong path."
The old man spoke calmly, as if nothing could cause waves in his heart.
but……
When he said it to the end, there was still a hint of expression in his eyes.
That is……
mercy!
It was as if I had seen the most tragic thing in the world, and I felt pity involuntarily.
And Chu Mo, after hearing the old man's words, the hair in his heart stood up.
Wrong path?
What this senior means is that the way I practice is wrong?
"senior……"
Thinking like this, Chu Mo was ready to ask.
But he had just spoken, and before he finished speaking, he heard the old man continue: "Now that the Immortal Court has been destroyed, what can you do if you practice the Golden Que Divine Seal? Those magical powers will also be gone... Your path forward has already been If you cut off, the further you go, the more mistakes you will make.”
"The myth has come to an end, and the immortals can no longer return. We are just the last surviving people, and will eventually turn into dust in the torrent of history..."
Finished.
He lowered his head again and ignored Chu Mo.
Instead, he concentrated on tearing apart the jade slips and books in his hands, and sat calmly watching everything turn into light spots and dissipate into the void.
And as the flames engulfed the jade slips and books, they burned more intensely.
Behind the old man, in the endless time and space, there are those mythical beings, each showing a shocking aura.
They seemed to have encountered some kind of powerful opponent. Countless strong men fought against each other, but they all shed blood.
There is a general with three eyes, the third eye between his eyebrows blooms with chaotic light, and the brilliant golden light shoots out. Its divine power is enough to tear apart eternal time and space, and penetrate the endless heavens. But in just an instant, blood flows from his eyebrows, and his whole person feels like he is suffering. With a heavy blow, his body trembled wildly, turning into light points and exploding.
With the death of this immortal god.
Chu Mo clearly saw that in the fire, a booklet was completely burned away.
Before being swallowed up by the flames, a vague mark was left behind.
Chu Mo looked over and could vaguely see several handwritings imprinted on it that were about to disappear——
Nine-turn Yuan Gong!
