Volume 1 The Dragon Rises Seventy-Seven, Beginning with the Poor Sang
Long Xiaohan said: "No matter what, activate the divine consciousness in the ring first, and then work together." ”
Gonggong nodded, and a vast divine power diffused out, slowly blending into the ring, and when the divine consciousness in the ring touched this divine power, it actually shook suddenly.
"Boom"
A golden light burst out of the ring, and the rust on the surface of the ring gradually faded, and an equally ancient divine power began to emanate from the ring, like an ancient god slowly raising his head and looking up at the sky again.
In the sky and the earth, in a paradise, a white-haired old man slowly raised his head, it is hard to imagine that there is such a place in today's cloud land, it is really unbelievable.
The old man took a sip of tea, looked into the distance, and muttered: "Finally here, descendants of Fuxi, the first stop when I come to Yunxiao is there, is it really providence, and I, who is it!"
Next to the old man, there is a dark red ancient ruler, which looks very old, and there are still mottled rust traces on the ancient ruler, I don't know how long this ancient ruler has gone through, and what kind of baptism it has experienced over time.
"Since you can deduce all things, why can't you guess who I am, why can't you guess the dragon and snake back then, why can't you deduce the holy rune spirit. The old man walked to Gu Qi's side and muttered.
"All things are mutually reinforcing, you can deduce all things, but you are a member of all things, subject to yin and yang, but independent of yin and yang, looking up to the light of the sun and the moon, but giving birth to the mother power of the stars, you have no owner and no home, but you are the master of me. ”
The old man slowly grasped the ancient ruler, on the ancient ruler, among the mottled rust, there seemed to be a red light, and the old man's palm trembled slightly, as if the old man was not holding a ruler, but an awakened soul.
The old man was indifferent, the old man held up the ancient ruler, and the ancient ruler rubbed a harsh voice on the ground: "In this world, in the earthly world, on the stars, under the nine shadows, are gods, evil spirits, can be used as a horizontal push of the holy lotus, the ruler of evolution of all things." ”
The old man suddenly raised a thousand catties of ruler and laughed madly: "You dare to take me as the master, can Shenzhou tolerate you!"
The power of the ring in Long Xiaohan's hand dissipated, and the co-workers also withdrew their divine power, Long Xiaohan said dumbly: "Divine sense, it's gone like this, trick me?"
The ring that the old man gave him was activated by Gonggong, but the divine consciousness dissipated, and the original gorgeous ring became simple and old again, and the weight was much lighter, and Gonggong was also speechless for a while, he was sure that it was indeed divine consciousness inside, but why was it so oolong.
Long Xiaohan brought the ring, but the old man did not appear, but Gonggong could be sure that it was a divine sense, and he didn't know what to do, so let him go to a god to settle accounts?
Gonggong suddenly smiled and said: "Fuxi boy, there are good things in front of you, as a god race, you should also be blessed by the god race, otherwise, how can the small human race let you recognize your ancestors and return to your ancestors, maybe, your rune spirit can also get a little benefit in it." ”
Long Xiaohan was slightly puzzled in his heart, what can make the co-workers appreciate so much must not be bad, is the blessing of the Protoss, what is it a good thing, Long Xiaohan just wanted to speak, and the sealing ring in his hand disappeared.
"Damn! really fool me!" Long Xiaohan had a black line on his face, not only did he put an oolong on himself, but even took back the ring, is this really someone who has seen the Lotus Emperor, why is he so shameless.
Gonggong said excitedly: "Fuxi boy, don't worry about this, the things in front are much better than this, there is a temple in front of you, what do you want this rotten ring for." ”
"Temple?" Long Xiaohan heard this name for the first time, and he didn't understand it at all, but since he had the blessings of the gods, Long Xiaohan also had a trace of expectation.
"Fuxi boy, go as I say, in front of you is an invisible swamp, and the temple is in front of you, but the temple will only appear when you walk through this swamp. Co-workers were obviously a little excited, which made Long Xiaohan a little surprised.
Long Xiaohan nodded, and carefully stepped through every step that Gonggong said, Long Xiaohan was a little puzzled, when he and Gardenia Kite came here five years ago, they obviously walked all over here, why is there suddenly an extra swamp and a temple here now.
"Gonggong, what kind of temple is this place, you are so excited. Long Xiaohan asked his doubts, Gonggong is also a god clan, from ancient times, what temple can make Gonggong so excited.
Gonggong said impatiently: "Fuxi boy, walk well, be careful that you fall under the swamp and be devoured and even your soul is gone, this kind of swamp can even be swallowed by the divine sense, even I don't dare to step directly from here." ”
"Devoured by the power of the swamp, you don't even have a chance to be reincarnated, this is a fierce beast. ”
When Long Xiaohan was halfway through, a terrifying aura loomed, obviously there was no dangerous breath, but there was no nervousness in his heart.
Long Xiaohan quickly walked through this swamp, but it was only a hundred miles away from the original place, Long Xiaohan couldn't believe that it was just such a distance, a temple was in front of him, how could he not notice it.
"That's right, it's really his temple, I didn't expect him to be able to build his own temple, but I can only be suppressed under Buzhou Mountain for tens of millions of years. Gonggong sighed lightly and said with some emotion, this is a lament issued by a god who is also a god of the gods.
However, a temple of sacrifice for all living beings, he can't have it, how can he be a god, even inferior to a human emperor, an emperor has a country to sacrifice, and is worshiped by future generations, if it weren't for meeting Long Xiaohan and Qingxiao, he might still not leave Buzhou Mountain.
Long Xiaohan felt the emotions of the co-workers, and couldn't help but think that the gods of Nuwa suppressed the co-workers, what did the co-workers do back then to make Nuwa angry, it seems that the Fuxi gods were also extremely dissatisfied back then, and among the murals that Long Xiaohan saw in the cave of Buzhou Mountain, the last painting was a human race.
What kind of stories are hidden in those murals?
There seemed to be a loud bang between heaven and earth, and the earth continued to shake, Long Xiaohan hurriedly looked at his feet, but saw that the earth was stable, and the river was flowing slowly, without a trace of abnormality, but the strange vibration became more and more intense.
A huge palace seemed to appear in front of Long Xiaohanfeng's eyes, not so much a palace as a sacrificial temple, but it was as huge as a palace, the ancient war song seemed to sound, and the shouts of drumming came from the ears.
In the roaring wind, Long Xiaohan seemed to see a middle-aged man riding a dragon cart and pulling nine dragons slowly past the sun.
"Fuxi boy, wake up!" Gonggong roared, and Long Xiaohan realized that he had actually walked back, and was about to step into the swamp that could devour souls, and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.
Gonggong sneered: "I didn't expect that the temple left by the former emperor would actually be planted with a curse magic, but I don't know which guys it is this time, Fuxi boy, did you hear the anger of the wind, a golden-robed emperor who drove by the sun on the Nine Dragons." ”
Long Xiaohan frowned and nodded, Gonggong snorted coldly, and said: "Sure enough, it's really bold, thinking that the blood of the god clan is lost, they can manipulate the temples left by the gods at will, it's really ridiculous, at that time, where did they get the courage." ”
Long Xiaohan wiped the cold sweat left behind and said, "Gonggong, you mean, those were all illusions just now?"
Long Xiaohan looked ahead, there was no so-called temple at all, everything was as usual, and those scenes did not appear again, the curse magic that Gonggong said should be this kind of illusion.
Gonggong nodded and said, "That's right, do you know whose temple is here, who built the temple here, accepts the sacrifices of all beings, and makes people want to plant a curse magic spell, so that everyone who comes here can walk into that soul devouring swamp." ”
Long Xiaohan shook his head, Gonggong did not continue, at this moment, the earth rumbled again, and the sound of wind fury heard just now appeared again, and there was also the earth-shattering sound of landslides and earth cracking, the sound of the wind was mixed with the hiss of many people, the earth cracked, and the waves surged.
Long Xiaohan hurriedly retreated, and the co-worker said: "This time it's a real temple, his temple, is it finally going to appear?"
Long Xiaohan's heart relaxed slightly when he heard this, and in front of him, there was indeed a temple seen in the illusion, the ancient aura was ancient and thick, and only tens of millions of years of precipitation could have such an ancient and heavy aura.
As if there was a dragon's roar, countless subjects worshipped, the world congratulated, unicorns, phoenixes, Xuanwu, white tigers and other strange beasts sat in all directions, and the vast land lit clusters of bonfires, as if thanking someone and celebrating something.
"Long time no see, Emperor. Gonggong said lightly, as if he had seen an old friend, containing the emotions that had been precipitated for thousands of years, which were all reflected in a simple sentence.
Gonggong actually floated out of Long Xiaohan's sea of knowledge, looked at the great architectural style in front of him, which was incompatible with this era, and said to Long Xiaohan: "This is the temple of the emperor!"
Gonggong said indifferently, but Long Xiaohan was suddenly surprised: "Gonggong, what you said is Emperor Zhuan, Emperor Xuan, Emperor Zhuan of Jiandu Emperor Qiu!"
Gonggong nodded and agreed with Long Xiaohan's words: "That's right, this is the temple left by Emperor Zhuan, who is the wood is the wood, the harvest is the Jinzheng, the Zhurong is the Huozheng, the Xuanming is the water is the water, and the dragon is the earth. ”
Long Xiaohan was shocked and exclaimed, "Then this is the prehistoric Emperor Qiu?"
Gonggong shook his head and said: "The capital of Emperor Qiu was built, but it started from the poor mulberry, and here is the birthplace of the emperor, the poor mulberry. ”