On the other side of the sky, in the Hidden Dragon Emperor's Mausoleum, around the originally deserted altar, there were now several Black God Guards standing solemnly.
The surrounding area has long been blocked, and the spiritual energy has been isolated by the formation, making it impossible for outsiders to perceive it.
On the altar, there are three figures. Their cultivation has surpassed everyone and reached the realm of ascending infants.
As the seals came down one after another, the ancient altar also trembled violently. Amidst the shaking, a red light suddenly spread across the entire imperial mausoleum, bursting out from under the altar and heading straight into the sky.
This piece of red light contained supreme power, causing the clouds and mist to be dyed red, and the originally dark sky to tumble and burn.
Under the altar, there is a corpse, rising from the fire, exuding a strong aura of the avenue.
This scene immediately caused the minds of all the Black God Guards around to roar.
Even the three Taoist elders were breathing rapidly and their eyes were wide open, showing disbelief.
The powerful Taoist who could not even be wiped out by the heavenly calamity died right in front of their eyes.
At the moment when their minds were stirred up, a middle-aged man came from the sky, wearing a five-color robe and holding a rosary. The raging fire of the avenue was also lowered to become a cloud shoulder.
His appearance caused the surrounding Black Divine Guards to tremble, and they knelt down one after another, with awe rising on their faces.
The Taoist abbots all bowed their heads and saluted respectfully towards the sky.
"The third and fourth Cangzhou young dragons that year made a great show, which was really exciting."
There was depth in his eyes, and as he waved his hand, the fire cloud instantly rolled back, slowly becoming blurry, and he also rode the wind down, slowly entering the altar in front of everyone's eyes.
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When I opened the window in the morning, I could see the hazy mist lingering in all directions between the mountains. I couldn't see very far. Only some coldness invaded from the outside, making Lin Zixuan's hand holding the quilt tighter.
The nights are long and the days are short, and the frost and wind are cold, which heralds the tribe entering winter.
At this time, it has become the mission of the tribesmen to hunt around the mountains and accumulate grain to prevent hunger.
La Tie had been waiting in the giant wooden square early in the morning, holding a shiny black iron sword in his right hand. Under the beast-feathered crown was a body painted with beast totems and white stripes.
"Adam, did your chief father give you a self-defense weapon this time? I remember that you were picked up by a goshawk in the tribe last year."
La Tie laughed and looked at the young man standing next to him who was as tall as the hill without any fear.
"Shut up, you blacksmith's son, you will never know how high the sky is."
Adam's eyes were cold, and the beast's blood stained his body red, giving people an invisible sense of oppression, like facing a ferocious beast.
"When will Jiang Chen come over?"
Maya's voice is clear, her black hair is tied behind the skull of a bluebird, the gems hanging on her ears, and the exposed white skin under the animal skin all reveal a wild beauty.
"He may have thought that he was the only astromancer in the tribe and that he wanted everyone to wait for him."
Latie's smile froze on his face, and his eyes moved slightly, looking at the man behind Maya.
He was wearing a black wolf skin, and his knife-like face wore half a sacrificial mask. Even though he was far away, he could clearly feel the majestic energy and blood coming from the other person's body.
That level of strength is already much higher than that of Adam.
"Sang...Brother Sang Ling." La Tie looked at the man, stopped teasing, and spoke respectfully.
Adam's gaze was even more exciting. The man in front of him was the strongest of the younger generation of the tribe, both in terms of cultivation and talent. Moreover, even the clan leader praised him for his condensed sky patterns.
"Brother San Ling, he was seriously injured yesterday and may need some time to recover. Why not wait a little longer?"
La Tie spoke tremblingly, as if the fear deep in his bones made him try to force out a smile.
"Let's go." San Ling said coldly, as if ordering, without looking at the crowd, and walked alone towards the distant sacred mountain, with Adam following closely behind him.
Maya wanted to say something, but hesitated and did not speak. A flash of disappointment flashed in her eyes. Over the years, when was Jiang Chen's injury not related to that Jingyun?
La Tie stood there, looking behind him anxiously, waiting for a moment, sighing, and ran forward to follow.
In the wind and snow, La Tie seemed to hear a call, and looked back longingly again. The figure in his memory gradually appeared.
"La Tie, I told you to wait for me, you white-eyed wolf, and you just left like that?"
Lin Zixuan walked back. Fortunately, he was not far away and didn't miss his trip.
"Jiang Chen, I'm not waiting for you. Brother San Ling is here too. You know there's nothing I can do."
Latie explained, with helplessness in his eyes, as if he was remembering something, and asked.
"By the way, where is my fortune teller?"
"Let your tent go."
"That's good."
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The wind and snow covered the sky and the earth, and as far as the eye could see, all living beings were clear and pure.
The mountain is that mountain, originating from the sacred mountain, extremely high, standing among the sea of clouds, swallowing the power of eternity.
The sun sits in the south and the moon perches in the north. This mountain is the palace of the sun and the moon. The sun and the moon shine with different radiance, so the mountain presents a special scene of half light and half shade.
The spiritual energy here is rich, and the monsters nourished by the invisible force are extremely powerful.
Moreover, deep in the Origin Mountain, there is an indescribable place where endless fluctuations of divinity are permeated, carrying an extremely terrifying majesty. When any monk comes here, everything in front of his eyes is blurred, and only death is real.
Rumor has it that it was the crib where the ancient god gave birth to his son, the source of everything, and the forbidden area of life.
These kinds of weirdness make the Astrology Clan’s archives call the Mountain of Origin so much that it is the backer of heaven!
In this cold winter, whether it is the survival need of fat horses and abundant food, or the ancient concept of complementing the form with the form, the wealth of the sacred mountain has attracted countless tribes to visit it, and the ferocious monster has also become a ration.
After all, most primitive tribes and savages are like this.
There is thick snow deep in the mountains, and the biting cold wind can't even resist the circulation of Qi and blood. Many tribesmen walk next to each other to keep each other warm.
But the wind is pervasive, sometimes like a knife cutting into the face, sometimes like a needle penetrating into the marrow. In this frozen mountain, wind and snow can kill people.
Adam bit the raw meat in his hands fiercely, and the bloody taste made him feel like he was still alive.
"It's been almost a month, and I still haven't seen the sacred mountain." Maya couldn't bear the running day and night, and her speed also slowed down. She looked back at the calm Lin Zixuan with a surprised expression.
She doesn't appreciate Lin Zixuan, but recognizes his talent.
At least, in her understanding, the rarity of divine marks is due to the absence of nearly a thousand tribes in the Northern Wasteland, and it is the mark that only the Holy Son has in the Holy Source Department connected to the Holy Land in Zhongzhou.
Because, that is the recognition of the gods, a trace of the origin separated from the bodies of the gods.
After all, in a sense, the stars in the sky are transformed by gods, and they also borrow the power of gods for their horoscopes.
People with divine patterns are a supreme honor to the entire astrology clan.
But she couldn't admire him enough. Their relationship from childhood to adulthood made her know clearly that no matter how nice she was to him, she would still not be able to compare to that Jingyun.
After thinking for a moment, she gradually calmed down and walked forward again.
"Jiang Chen, I feel that Maya is interested in you. Along the way, she turned around a total of one hundred and twenty-seven times, and each time, her eyes would stay on you for a few seconds." La Tie blinked, his eyes showing slyness.
"Don't talk nonsense, it just happened to pass by." Lin Zixuan didn't pay attention. He had played with the other person since childhood and knew his character. He liked to gossip and chatter.
"Jiang Chen, look, you are the grandson of the clan father, and your talent is unparalleled. Maya is interested in you. This is normal. If I were a woman, I would also..."
"Stop!! Stop talking. Besides, I will throw away the iron tool I brought back from the alchemy tribe. I originally wanted to give it to you, but looking at it now, there is no need for it." Lin Zixuan looked serious.
La Tie was startled, and then spoke with the same seriousness and righteousness.
"Damn woman, she ruined the relationship between you and my two brothers. Beauty is a disaster. Lord Star God, you must punish her."
Lin Zixuan laughed, took out a black dagger in his hand, and handed it to La Tie.
La Tie's eyes instantly became intense, and his breathing became rapid. He stroked the short blade with both hands and looked at it carefully.
"Good thing, whether it is polishing or quenching, it is close to perfection. This must be from the hands of a weapon master!!"
"Even my father can't forge this weapon...and I don't know when I will be able to reach this level..."
There was bitterness in Latie's eyes, and he gently wiped the falling snowflakes, stared at them for a long time, and then put them into his leather bag.
"I believe that this day will not be too far away." Lin Zixuan watched silently, and the scenes that La Tie promised when he was a child emerged in his mind.
La Tie rubbed his nose, laughed foolishly, and looked up at the pale sky, his eyes slowly becoming firm.
After walking for unknown distance in the wind and snow, gradually, a golden light appeared in front of them.
The golden light is dazzling, like a wisp of morning glow reflecting in the sky. With the radiance, the snow also melts, and the meaning of resurrection of life becomes stronger and stronger.
Everyone quickened their pace. As they got closer, the golden light became even brighter. Under the bath, there was an illusion that the blood in the body was burning, as if they had stepped into a sea of fire.
Continuing forward, a thousand-foot-long Fusang Sacred Tree came into Lin Zixuan's eyes. The terrifying impact made him stunned and he subconsciously took a few steps back.
Two trees grew from the same root and relied on each other. Ten huge fiery red winding tree trunks reached the sky, exuding a terrifying aura, and a strong sense of oppression came invisible.
If that was all, Lin Zixuan would not be shocked. In addition to the hanging sun, the sacred tree also built stone houses, row upon row, like a large tribe! !
"The First Tribe, this tribe has astonishing power, enslaves the Golden Crow, and controls the divine fire of the sun."
"The strength of this clan is largely due to the clan leader in the tribe. It is said that his power is influenced by nature, and his terrifying cultivation can rival the gods."
La Tie stood beside Lin Zixuan, stared at the Fusang Sacred Tree, and spoke solemnly.
Lin Zixuan's eyes narrowed.
The sound of pulling iron continued to be heard.
"It's just that no one has seen his true face. The clan leader once said that the astrology clansman has reached the extreme level of cultivation, and his body is the world, and all living beings live in his body."
"However, such an existence cannot be true, at least I don't believe it."
La Tie glanced at Lin Zixuan and spoke in a deep voice.
"Let's go. At this time, the chief should be waiting for us to enter the mountain."
