Feng Lian could only return to the skull island on the sea, and as soon as he told him about the situation, Le Zhai volunteered: "As long as I can go down, I should be able to refine a bone ship." But first, you can't laugh at me. ”

Long Yuefeng and Ju Mang have not fully adapted to their bodies because they have not been reorganizing their bodies for a long time, and they are too busy to take care of themselves, and the burden of protecting Lezhai is all on Feng Lian.

The process of diving into the sea of blood was a strange trip for Lezhai, but for Feng Lian, it was almost his life. Before, he felt that it was difficult for him to go down alone, but now it is extremely difficult to bring a prince who can be said to have no defense ability at all and is very fragile.

When he reached the bottom of the sea, Feng Lian collapsed directly on the ground. In order to prove his worth, as soon as he reached the bottom of the sea, he immediately went into the ravine to collect bones that could be used to make bone ships.

Ju Mang looked at the various skeletons and fell into deep thought. Long Yuefeng looked for swimming fish everywhere, hoping to have a big fight, but unfortunately, there were no swimming fish, which made her very disappointed.

The dragon and phoenix clan's greatest hobby is to devour fish, and the more powerful the fish, the more delicious it is for her.

Feng Lian, who was lying on the ground, suddenly sensed that there seemed to be a sound from the ground, and the rhythm fluctuated obviously, like the sound of a person's heartbeat.

He asked Long Yuefeng to sense together, and the latter tried many times, but there was no response.

Feng Lian listened carefully again, the more he devoted, he found that there was not just one beating sound, but many, and the rhythm was a little disordered, but as long as he relaxed his mind, the rhythm became very regular, strong, weak, sub-strong, weak......

It sounds irregular, but it's actually very regular, beating again and again. Listening and listening, Feng Lian subconsciously hummed the melody of "Flowers bloom on the other side".

Ju Mang, who had been in a state of contemplation, looked at Feng Lian in surprise and asked, "Godfather, what kind of song is this, how do I feel a sense of familiarity." ”

Feng Lian was also surprised, this piece was extremely mysterious, and the first time he played it almost killed him. The second time he played, he became the holy son of the orc and the feathered man, and now Jumangshuo feels familiar, maybe he has heard it. Give him some answers he wants to know.

Because Feng Lian has never been able to explain, what this song really is that when he and Meng Jie were training, they listened to the melody sung casually by the sound of nature, how could so many strange things happen.

Ju Mang said, "You hum it again." ”

Feng Lian simply sacrificed the shield to separate the blood and water. After that, he took out the bone flute, put it to his lips, and sang a harmony with the heartbeat coming from the ground.

The music spread in all directions, and the heartbeat on the bottom of the sea became more and more intense, more and more obvious, Long Yuefeng and the others all sensed it, and they covered their hearts one by one, with a look of horror and pain.

For Feng Lian, this is an ordinary heartbeat, and for them, it is like being hit hard in the heart by a sledgehammer.

"Stop!"

Jumang's eyes were about to burst out of their sockets, and blood flowed. Long Yuefeng was just pale, and his condition was much better than the former. Le Zhai was no different, he kept scratching his head, looked at him suspiciously, shrugged his shoulders, and said, "What kind of music are you playing, it's not good!"

Feng Lian was speechless for a while, it was the first time he had heard others comment on this piece like this.

Ju Mang asked tremblingly, "Where did you get the inheritance of this river of time?"

Feng Lian said: "You tell me about this song, I always feel that this is not a simple song. ”

Ju Mang said: "That's nature, this is a song of nature......"

The first time Ju Mang heard this song, he was still in the chaotic world of the primeval era. At that time, the gods were all muddy, getting by, there was no goal and direction, and there was no pursuit, and the greatest pleasure was that you stabbed me, and I slashed you.

I don't know how many years have been spent like this, until one day, tens of thousands of dazzling rays of light came from the depths of the sky, like an endless and powerful existence fighting in the void.

Tens of thousands of years later, a galaxy suddenly flowed over the heads of the gods, and in less than three years, the galaxy disappeared. But from the galaxy, a piece of music came out, deeply imprinted in the sea of consciousness of the gods.

Everyone seemed familiar and knew the melody of the piece, but no one could hum it, let alone play it.

Such a mysterious tune made many thoughts emerge in the hearts of the gods that they had never dared to have.

Under the impetus of this piece, they no longer fight with each other, but exchange and discuss the insights gained through this piece.

The final result shocked them all.

Originally, they thought that the world they lived in was the center of the universe, the only place where there was life. But through this song, they can sense that there is heaven beyond the sky, and there are more universes beyond the universe, and this chaotic world is just a drop in the ocean, insignificant.

After countless years of exploration, they came to an even more shocking and depressing conclusion.

They were a group of prisoners, locked in an oval cage called "Taikoo". No matter what method the gods used, they could not break through the cage.

Until one day, Pangu, who has always been called a stupid big man, stood up and said: "With the power of one person, no matter who it is, it is impossible to break the primeval world, he is willing to use his own body as a medium to gather the power of the gods to break the primeval world." ”

His proposal was immediately unanimously opposed by everyone, because the power of the gods was too strong, and once it converged on Pangu, he would inevitably explode and die. In particular, Fuxi, Nuwa, Xingtian, and Feilian were even more strongly opposed and continued to do his ideological work.

Although the primeval gods like you to stab me, and I beat you for a long time, nothing really hurts each other happens. The relationship between them is extremely deep, and no one wants Pangu to take this risk.

But Pangu insisted on this idea, which was also the only way to get out of this cage, and in the end, he persuaded Fu Xi and others to jointly design a magic circle that could gather the power of the gods and allow Pangu to control it.

After millions of years of attempts, Pangu wandered on the line of life and death thousands of times, and after countless modifications to the magic circle, Pangu was finally able to withstand the power of the gods.

On that day, the gods unreservedly poured all their spiritual power into the circle. Pangu in the eyes of the array turned into a giant as tall as 10,000 feet, holding a big axe, slashing towards the void, and an incomparably brilliant light slashed into the depths of the universe.

In an instant, the void collapsed, the stars shattered, and the universe screamed......

And Pangu, in the end, still failed to withstand such a complicated, incomparably powerful force impact, the giant axe shattered, exploded and died......

His blood, his flesh and bones were sprinkled all over the universe. When the blood fell, the galaxy reappeared, crossed the crack, and the gods heard the music again, the same tune, the same melody, the same rhythm, but it gave everyone a different feeling.

They heard hopes, they heard dreams, they heard about the future......

After the galaxy was gone, a warm light shot through the crack into the primeval world, and the gods felt this strange warmth, breathing different air, and the same thought welled up in their hearts, "This is the taste of freedom." ”

When Feng Lian heard this, his heart was already turbulent, he didn't expect that the legend that Taigu was a cage was true, and he didn't expect that the real situation of Pangu was like this.

Sacrifice yourself for others and create a legend of the universe, Pangu God is the first person!

Feng Lian couldn't help but ask, "Did the Pangu Great God really explode and die?"

Ju Mang was extremely sad, and said with great nostalgia: "You didn't see it, but that scene." With a single blow, Pangu illuminated the entire originally chaotic and lightless universe, and the small and medium-sized stars melted in an instant, and the super-large stars could not escape the fate of being destroyed. The light and shock wave of his exploding body were even more intense, and the blood light was everywhere, and there was nothing left......

"Everything in the world is so small and fragile in the face of absolute power...... The universe is like a piece of paper overnight, cut through by a sharp blade at will......

"There are too many powerful forces beyond the ordinary, and naturally they have ruined him. With that level of self-detonation, no matter how fast his speed was, the divine consciousness body would not be able to escape from the spatial crack. He traded his life for the freedom of the gods. In my heart, except for him, no one is worthy of the word 'great god'!"

Feng Lian wanted to ask him, "What about Nuwa Niangniang and Fuxi God?" However, recalling that Ju Mang had been sealed under the Heavenly Prison before the Battle of the Gods began, he naturally didn't know what happened later.

Long Yuefeng habitually touched the handful of green hair on his head, and said with a smile: "At a young age, don't learn from adults to pretend to be deep, what you said just now made my sister's heart ache for a while, how to compensate?"

Feng Lian motioned to Long Yuefeng not to make trouble, and asked, "Do you know the origin of this song?"

Ju Mang shook his head and said, "How would I know, in fact, they don't know either." But later, when I came back from World of Warcraft with Co-workers, I heard from them that Yu had once entered the depths of the galaxy, and that it was the river of time.

He also said that the piece should be about time. But this was also the conjecture of the dead fat man, and he could not produce any evidence to prove that this conjecture was correct.

But even if he could prove then, it is not certain that he may have been overthrown now. Many things may be the truth under the specific circumstances of the time, but once the wisdom of sentient beings is raised, their horizons will be expanded, and their cognition will also be enhanced, and the truth of the past is likely to be a fallacy. ”

After hearing this, Feng Lian couldn't help but quip: "Are you saying that the wisdom of our descendants is higher than that of you gods who open the heavens?"

Without thinking, Ju Mang said, "That's for sure." If we are the source of life, it is only a few springs, a few streams, and you are the great rivers and even the sea. You say you're stupider than we are?

"In the years of self-sealing, I have nothing to do, all I can do is recall, and then keep summarizing and deducing. In order not to go mad, many inferences were deliberately sealed by me, and now I don't know how to unseal them.

"But I agree with You's reasoning a little, because from that song, I have memories, yearnings, and expectations...... These thoughts, in fact, run through the stand, is a river of time. ”

Long Yuefeng asked, "Then you said that we are smarter than you, and our wisdom level is higher, why can't we break through the God Realm and reach your level?"

Ju Mang sighed and said: "I think, it is likely to be a matter of resources, whether it was in the ancient chaotic world or the prosperous world later, the aura between heaven and earth was extremely rich, and the number of us was extremely small. But now, the land is full of all kinds of lifeforms, especially cultivators, who are even more innumerable, which naturally leads to a lack of resources.

"For a Great Emperor-level cultivator like us, after a battle, the aura consumed is enough for tens of thousands of Martial Saint-level cultivators to advance to the God Realm. You say, how many resources are there enough for us to spend so much?"

After a pause, Ju Mang pointed to the top of his head, and said, "There is another reason, but the answer can only be asked to him!"

Countless questions welled up in Feng Lian's heart, "Could it be that the purpose of the population elimination plan is to create a god and create a 'heaven-level' god......?"