"It is the ancestor of my Maoshan faction five thousand years ago, it was an era older than the ancestor of Sanmao Zhenjun, and his name was also left in the ancient history of Kyushu, I can't think of ......"

The two continued to walk forward, and saw hundreds of blood books one after another, and a few of them left their names, all of which were recorded in ancient history.

The silent ancient city, desolate, endless, unable to find a way out, here is a world of its own, not in the same space-time dimension as the earth, only at the right time and place can you enter, of course, if possible, neither of them want to enter.

"Is immortality really so difficult......" Xia Mu felt in his heart, throughout the ages, the legendary figures in the history of Kyushu, in the end, no one seemed to be able to cross over, among them were immortals, but they didn't want to be deified by the ancients, but they were close to immortals, and they didn't really become immortals, and finally desperately found here, but they didn't know where they were.

"Where are these people now, are the corpses outside the city one of them, and if we die here, will we end up like that? Lao Dao was concerned, and his face was sad, and he felt uncomfortable at the thought that he might become one of the corpses outside the city after death.

"There must be another way out...... Xia Mu thought quietly, throughout the ages, hundreds of heroes have walked out of this place, leaving only blood books, and no bones have been seen, this is the only hope for the two, maybe the world's great powers have found a way out, not the real Jedi.

Suddenly, the ancient city shook, and a huge energy fluctuation surged in the dark, like a meteorite exploding, like a giant star falling, and the huge coercion made people feel suffocated.

The fog in the ancient city became more and more hazy, and there was a chaotic light emerging, and the two air flows of yin and yang, as if the universe was chaotic before the opening of the world.

This is a kind of source power, like the beginning of the opening of heaven and earth, the explosion of the universe, yin and yang are reversed, the stars are shaking, time and space are chaotic, if the two are submerged in it, they will definitely die, and even the bones will not remain.

The most terrifying thing is that the primeval figure that appeared in the ancient city gate before reappeared, his eyes glowing red, standing in the center of the storm like this, and slowly walking towards the two of them.

"My life is over...... Lao Dao's face was pale, and he didn't even make any resistance, because he knew that it was useless, and it was better to die decently.

Xia Mu gave up completely, the two of them were too weak in cultivation, there was no way to stop this force, at this moment there were many figures passing through his heart, he seemed to remember something, familiar and unfamiliar, fleeting.

Suddenly, the stone knife hanging from Xia Mu's waist trembled slightly, and the stone knife without a trace of aura actually broke out with a soft groan, and the surging mist suddenly stagnated, stopping the momentum of moving forward as if facing a great enemy.

Then the stone knife soared into the sky, suspended above the two men's heads, with no luster and no energy fluctuations, as unpretentious as it had been first discovered.

"This stone knife ......" Lao Dao's eyes widened, revealing a look of surprise, knowing that he was gone, such a performance, where is a mortal thing, it is clearly divine and introverted, and the origin is not trivial.

Xia Mu's heart swelled with monstrous waves, the stone knife turned out to be of extraordinary origin, which surprised him a lot, thinking about it carefully, there was nothing left in the thousands of tombs, only this stone knife was left, which in itself was enough to explain everything.

The stone knife danced without one, and forcibly cut a passage in the mist, and the majestic chaotic mist roared past the two of them, and then the surrounding was calm, and the ancient figure that had been glimpsed before also disappeared.

Then the stone knife fell from the void and was caught by Xia Mu, restoring its unpretentious appearance again. This made Lao Dao very curious, and after studying for a while, he still found nothing.

The ancient city was still empty, light and dark, Xia Mu and Lao Dao were shocked to realize that the two of them were no longer in their original position, and three portals appeared in front of them.

In the process of moving forward here, the two found a white bone, and then found more than a dozen of them, all of which were as smooth as crystal carving, and had not been annihilated by the years, which is enough to show that they were extraordinary in life.

Lao Dao walked forward and gently tapped a skull, in which the sound of metal collision was made, like gold and stone, which made people involuntarily think of the golden body of Buddhism, there was a white bone with blood words left in front of the body, suspected to be a dead pen before his death, but he did not finish writing, and his index finger stayed on the last word.

"I seek the heart of the Tao, immortality, the future generations will wake up, and immortals will also have the ...... at the end of their lives"

This is a kind of great wisdom, but also a kind of helplessness and despair, the strength has reached this realm, it is definitely a legendary figure, but there is still no hope of immortality, even if he becomes an immortal, there is a time when he will die.

"This person ......" Lao Dao stared at the crystal white bone and studied it carefully for a while, and finally said: "I can't see the origin of this person, but I think it must be a strong figure in the history of Kyushu." ”

"Aren't you talking nonsense? Xia Mu gave him a blank look.

Although the identity of this person has not been recognized, but the masterpiece is still shocking, even if he becomes an immortal, there is no hope of immortality, so is the legend of immortality in ancient times the deification of later generations, or is it real?

Xia Mu looked at these dozen or so white bones, and he felt infinite emotion in his heart, and he was now a little skeptical about whether those immortal characters in the history of Kyushu really had the certificate of immortality.

The two of them crossed over more than a dozen crystal white bones and came to the three portals, Xia Mu's heart was shocked, the three portals stood side by side, boxy, and there were ancient and distorted patterns in them, vaguely seemed to be ancient characters, but Xia Mu was difficult to identify.

"This is the ancient script, heaven, earth, and man!" Lao Dao solved Xia Mu's confusion, and the shock in his heart was difficult to calm, and he vaguely seemed to guess the origin of these three portals, if it was true, the riot caused was unimaginable.

"Could this be ......" Xia Mu had to be surprised.

Heaven and earth are opened, yang is clear for the sky, and yin is for the earth. The word heaven and earth can be traced back to Pangu to open the sky, and the human character is more exquisite, the ancient legend has Nuwa created people, but if you trace back, Pangu itself is the first person to open heaven and earth, but it has incredible divine power.

The ancient characters of Cangjin imprinted on those three portals, if they are in Taigu, represent a person, named Pangu.

In addition, there is a legend that before the three emperors of the human race became enlightened, they all had a strange fate, experienced a portal, and then became the emperor of the Tao, which was for the emperor Fuxi, the emperor Shennong and the Thai emperor, the latter was also called the emperor of the people in later generations.

Thinking of all kinds of legends, the two of them looked at the three ancient characters at this moment, and they didn't feel an amazing momentum, encompassing all things in heaven and earth.

Sky!

This word can be said to be very unusual, the ancient history of heaven is the way, that is, the one, nature, heaven and earth universe, at this moment imprinted on the portal, there is a sense of the supreme god in the world.

And on the leftmost portal, there is also a word imprinted, which is: earth!

The herringbone portal in the middle is the most ordinary, like a stone knife, unpretentious, but no one dares to underestimate this word, because it contains too many morals.

At this moment, there is a vast chaotic fog storm behind him, and there are three portals in front of him, which seem to be waiting for the choice of the two, Xia Mu and Lao Dao can't calm down in their hearts, there are three paths to choose from, all of them seem to be a way to live, after all, the Three Emperors have walked out, but no one can guarantee what the situation is behind the door.

"There is nothing to hesitate about, naturally I choose the Heavenly Gate, my generation's cultivation behavior is not to seek the Tao to prove immortality, naturally I want to choose this Gate. Lao Dao finally made up his mind, as if relieved: "What do you think, what do you think, why don't you go with Lao Dao?"

Xia Mu didn't pay attention to it, but thought silently, and finally pointed to the herringbone portal: "I choose this door!"

"Xiaoyou has made up your mind?" Lao Dao seemed to have expected it, sighed, and said: "The road to chasing the road, different paths to the same end, one day there will be a time to meet, Xiaoyou take care." ”

In the end, Lao Dao took out a palm-sized puppet from his arms, solemnly instructed that Dao could save his life at a critical moment, and then resolutely stepped into the gate of heaven.

In the end, the two parted ways, and instead of moving forward together, Xia Mu chose the herringbone portal and strode forward.

Rumble!

Suddenly, a sound like a landslide and tsunami came, and the rainbow light in the herringbone portal was like the sea, and the two qi of yin and yang rose, reflecting each other, overwhelming the sky, like chaos at the beginning of the opening, and like the ocean howling angrily.

Yin and yang are born together, Tai Chi is just beginning, life and death are opposed, this collision is extremely terrifying, and chaos will be torn apart.

At this moment, the stone knife hanging from his waist rushed out again, fixed in front of Xia Mu, although it was simple and unpretentious, it suddenly burst out with an infinite suction, absorbing the two qi of yin and yang, and all the visions disappeared one after another.

It was only at this moment that Xia Mu finally saw the scene behind the herringbone portal, there was no bloody hell, and there was no paradise-like scene, some were just a long and boundless road, stretching into the distance, and it was difficult for the eyes to see clearly.

Xia Mu stepped into it, and the sound of empty footsteps echoed, breaking the silence that had existed for thousands of years.

No one knows where this ancient road leads, maybe it will be hell, maybe it will be heaven, or maybe it will be a road that will never end.

didn't calculate, Xia Mu didn't know how long it took, this was an incomparably long road, as if it was going to exhaust a person's life, until finally, Xia Mu finally came to an end, just ahead, yin and yang were swirling, and a bronze ancient hall appeared, prostrate in front of it, among which there were several humanoid stone carvings, lifelike.

A huge bronze plaque stands horizontally above the main hall, with the inscription: The Hall of Eternal Life, with an immortal ancient charm, seems to be cast with blood, imprinted in the plaque, golden light, brilliant radiance shines out.

It's very weird!

Immortality is a beautiful pursuit, how can it be written in blood?

And this kind of blood is obviously extraordinary, not only golden, I don't know how many years it has existed, it is still shining, like new but not old, plus the few human-shaped stone carvings in front of the ancient hall, which makes people suddenly feel a sense of forest.

The golden blood light fell, pouring on several stone carvings, brilliant and dazzling, the golden blood light was bright and bright, there was an indescribable charm, unconsciously, Xia Mu's spirit was a little trance, as if he had entered a dream, his body could not be self-controlled, and he walked slowly forward passively like a marionette.

Eventually, he was bathed in golden blood, and a sudden change occurred.