At the beginning of chaos, day and night are divided, all things are born in response to the Tao, and what the Tao does, that is, the gods are born, but the gods are not immortal, and the gods after death will turn into a monster called the corpse.

Different from the previous attachment to the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, the existence of the corpse needs to rely on the power of obsession, so some of them absorb the resentment of the dead soul and become a mountain spirit and wild monster, some hide in the treasure and become a soul, and more choose to live in a temple or altar, and the blessing of faith will give them great power, even more than when they are gods.

Tianyu Mountain, there are many hills, and the complex terrain has given birth to many tribes, different tribes have different beliefs, and different beliefs have raised different luxury corpses.

When the people presented the altar with delicate grain and fresh livestock, their eyes were full of anticipation and reverence, and they buried their heads so deeply that they could never see that behind the delicate or rough statues there was a pair of eyes full of desire to survive like them.

The Chili tribe used to be the largest ethnic group in Tianyu Mountain, and they believed in the mountain god on Tianyu Mountain, with a human face and a dragon body.

There is a huge altar in the center of the clan, and for thousands of years, they have always believed that it is the annual offerings that allow the mountain god to protect Chili for eternity.

Unbeknownst to them, however, was that inside the huge human-faced dragon statue on the altar was an ancient corpse.

The god of war is the ancient god of war, nourished and nurtured by the souls of tens of millions of soldiers, with a manic temperament and a penchant for killing.

The subordinates of the Bun were in danger, and the battle flag of one side was turned into a battle flag, and he was in charge of the transmission of the military orders of the Quartet.

At a celebration of victory, Wei carefully prepared a prepared poison, but when he was poisoned, he was hit by the son of the candle dragon, Yayu, and in a hurry, Wei's heart brewed a divisive plan.

At the instigation of danger, he killed the innocent Yu.

The spirit of resentment was unsettled, and the gods punished and suppressed the burden and danger under the South China Sea, causing the two of them to kill each other every day until the flesh and blood were separated, and when night fell, their bodies would return to their original state, waiting for another day to repeat.

The candle dragon of Sizi's heart cries day and night, it is originally in charge of the alternation of the sun, moon and stars, and the candle dragon is restless, so the day and night will no longer change, the stars will no longer circulate, and the visions of the world will be repeated.

In order to prevent a greater disaster, God was the master and restored the life of the elm.

When the news reached the South China Sea, the danger of the thief's immortality deceived the burden again, and the two teamed up to escape the eyes of the god of punishment and pushed the newly resurrected Yayu into the weak water.

The north of Kunlun is weak water, and the grass mustard cannot float, and the mind is lost if it falls.

Falling into the weak water, the dragon body turned into a cat shape, and the temperament is no longer kind, but cruel and easy to kill, feeding on people, it was finally caught by Hou Yi, and the gods took pity on it, expelled it from the god's position, and trapped in the torrent of the great wilderness forever.

Because of the repeated temptation of the majesty of the gods, the danger was scattered by the primordial gods, and since then they can only wander between heaven and earth in the form of broken spirits, and the burden has been strangled and has become a corpse.

No one knew that the burden of becoming a corpse of the Buddha was hidden in the altar of the Chili tribe, until one day, in search of the danger of his scattered soul, he passed through the Tianyu Mountains.

According to records, two negative and dangerous, Chili a battle, the wind and clouds change color, three days do not see the dawn, birds, beasts and pedestrians are not allowed to enter, three days later, the mountain collapsed, the Chili clan was buried in the mountain, the altar can no longer be found, the two former gods, Xu is the same end, since then there is no whereabouts.

The grievances and hatreds of the people who were hundreds of lives away, Chunqiu was actually not very interested, and he was more curious about the Chili tribe.

In the dense forest that day, next to the thick mossy stone slabs, the old man who pointed the way said that he was a descendant of the Chili tribe.

After the catastrophe caused by the landslide, the surviving tribesmen set up another camp near the ruins, and the dense forest was the location of the original Chili altar.

Strange to say, in the years after the landslide, the nearby area was littered with rocks and no grass, and the people, who were afraid of the wrath of the gods, did not dare to slack off, and after a grand sacrificial ceremony, the plants and trees were reborn, and they grew faster than before.

To this day, the descendants of the Chili still believe in the existence of divine powers, believing that it was the unintentional offense of their ancestors that caused the natural disaster, and that forest was the Temple of Heaven where they made their pilgrimage.

The old man's words in the Spring and Autumn Period are also a story, he doesn't believe that God will care about such trivial things in the world, but he still left a sigil there, and he always vaguely felt that there was indeed something under the stone slab.

Closing the senior sister's letter, Chunqiu still felt at a loss, he wanted to find some news about the bluestone slab, but he didn't expect the senior sister to give it a complete story, but he was stunned that it had nothing to do with the bluestone slab.

Could it be that the two of them are not dead, and the two are still fighting below? Chunqiu thought, he also felt funny, not to mention how a bluestone slab could trap two ancient luxury corpses, even if he hadn't died, he should have been accepted by the passing immortals for alchemy.

Chunqiu was happy to think about himself, and he didn't pay attention to when the lockdown came in, and there was no movement when the lockdown didn't need to go out, so when Chunqiu raised his head with a smirk, he was really startled when he saw the black shadow with a solemn expression in front of him.

Seeing him smile weirdly, Feng Cheng frowned and asked him, "Are you okay?"

Chunqiu shook his head, burned the shallow letter paper to ashes with a wave of his hand, and asked rhetorically, "Where is Xie Yi?

"Still haven't woken up, I just went to the kitchen...... Spring and Autumn?

Before he finished his sentence, he saw that Chunqiu's face froze, and he spit out a mouthful of blood with a "wow".

All the changes were in an instant, Chunqiu's ears could not hear the sound, he looked at his trembling hands in the line of sight sometimes clear, sometimes blurred, the cold touch spread to the knees, he endured the sharp pain in his body and sat up cross-legged, clenched teeth oozing sweet blood.

Just when he felt that his heart was about to burst, he finally used his last strength to shout a "break", and his pupils saw that the sigil he had left in the dense forest had burned to ashes.

He was convinced that there really was something under the slate, and it was a terrible thing that was enough to absorb all of his spiritual power.

Before the lockdown could react, Chunqiu had already rushed out of the window, and he had to go and bring that thing back, otherwise Tianyu Mountain would have endless troubles.