Chapter 22: The Ancient Truth (1)
It was a feeling of blood thicker than water, and although I never wanted to admit it, I always knew that there was a connection between my great-grandfather and me that I could not tell. At this time, the moment I saw this back, the blood in my body was churning, and this feeling was not when I was with my father, my mother, and my grandparents. I don't know if it's because I was an ordinary person before, and now I've become a first-line immortal realm, but when I saw this back, I naturally knew who this person was.
"Grandpa, is it really you?" I asked again, this man has changed the entire Guo family, changed the trend of the whole world, and it is not an exaggeration to say that this man has changed the whole world.
"He's gone, you know, we can be immortals when we cultivate, but there are three people in the world, and when they come back from that place, they can't go back. There are people who don't let them go back. At this time, Kunlunzi said to me.
There are three people in this world, and when they come back from there, they will never go back? After Kunlunzi said this to me, this coincided with some of my previous thoughts, and I really thought about who these three people were in an instant.
Guo Zhongyong, Ling Xiaozi, and one more person. If I'm not mistaken, it should be Qin Shi Huang, the first emperor of the ages.
"Are those three people I thought?" I asked.
Kunlunzi nodded, and said: "I only recently learned the truth from my uncle and ancestor, it turns out that there is no uncle and ancestor at all, he is Lingxiao Patriarch, the three people of the year, came back from above the nine heavens, the ancestor came to Kunlun, Guo Zhongyong does not know the life and death, and Qin Shi Huang, he has a secret method, and he made a golden coffin." The strength of the immortals is retained. ”
"All this, in the words of the patriarch, is about a big secret, a big secret, about the nine heavens." Kunlunzi continued. After speaking, he didn't speak, but looked at Guo Zhongyong.
I looked at this back, I don't know what I was thinking, in fact, when I saw this man, my mind was almost blank, before, I kept thinking, I have such an ancestor, is it lucky or unlucky? They take what they want to do. Is it really right to do what is to be done and impose it on the heads of future generations?
But I also sometimes think that it is because of them that our lives are different from others.
If it weren't for Guo Zhongyong, I might still be in Zhengzhou now, working from 9 to 5 for life, but with him, I am now the head of Kunlun, a first-line immortal realm, and I am expected to be an immortal! Although the experience of the past few years has made me constantly thrilling, I have to say that this thrill and excitement has given me a different feeling.
This kind of life is meaningful.
"Where did he go? Went back? Or is it dead? I asked Kunlun Zidao.
"I don't know, he came here a hundred years ago, that day, he had a conversation with the ancestor, no one knows the content of the conversation, but he didn't go out of the mountain later, three or two, no matter where he went, but he left a corner of the afterimage here, just to wait for you to come, and the next thing is your Guo family's business. Use your blood to touch him. Kunlun Zi said, after he finished speaking, he really handed over this place to me, turned around and disappeared. Fork age group brother.
Use my blood to touch him and learn some truth.
I bit my fingers and went to drip blood on the table in front of me, and when my blood dripped to the ground, it was converging, and the blood was dripping, and the blood was running like a thread, converging, and outlining a pattern.
This pattern actually formed a Tai Chi.
Blood is guided by an invisible force, outlining a huge Taiji, and the figure of my great-grandfather Guo Zhongyong is in the middle of this Taiji diagram.
When this Tai Chi convergence was completed, the white mist around it seemed to be steamed by the power of blood. Transpiring out of a pure land, my grandfather Guo Zhongyong in the pure land, seems to have a trace of popularity.
"You're here." Suddenly, I heard a sentence, this sentence, which seemed to come from another world, was a kind voice, the power of blood, really made my grandfather communicate with me.
"Hmm." I said. There were many, many things to say to this old man before, but when it really came to this time, when I faced him, I didn't know what to say.
"At this time, there are some truths that you must know, and you are absolutely qualified to know all the truths." He said.
Next, my grandfather told me a lot, and some of the things he told me had guessed before, and some of them didn't, but I have to say that this so-called truth gave me too much shock.
The gods in myths and legends really exist, and in ancient times, there really was such a group of people who practiced in this place of the earth, relying on the unique aura of the earth to practice, and soared to become immortals. Where did the immortals go? It was above the Nine Heavens.
Above the Nine Heavens, it is not the Asgard Palace, but another place. But after really arriving at that place, the primeval gods will find that the so-called fairy world is really different from what they imagined, and there are a large number of monks here.
And the visitors from the earth, in this so-called fairy world, are actually alien races, they can fly to the fairy world, representing the strongest power in this world, but compared to the fairy world, they are too weak.
And when they arrived in the fairy world, they became the weakest group of people in the fairy world.
When they arrived at the fairy world, they found that compared to the aura on the earth, this fairy world is the real paradise for monks, and this is the most suitable place for monks to practice.
They didn't kill them all, you can't imagine what life the ancient sages spent in the fairy world, they called beasts, and they were for the amusement of these people! The people on the earth who respect the gods, Jiang Taigong, Emperor Xuanyuan, etc., these sages, they thought they had ascended to the immortal realm, but they entered the hell for them.
The ancient sages, where the casualties were heaviest.
But in the end, there are still people left.
These people left behind are their slaves, the lowest people in the entire immortal world.
However, they can all cultivate immortals on the earth, and when they arrive at the immortal world, a place where the aura is simply bursting, it undoubtedly opens a treasure house for them, they are slaves, and in the process of forbearance, they are cultivating.
Finally, one day, they found that these ants in their eyes had burst out in an instant with a powerful combat power that they couldn't believe. For a moment, the natives of the fairy world were shocked, and then, they came to a conclusion that there was a place called Earth.
The people here are all geniuses, and the bloodlines of the people here will only awaken when they reach the fairy world, and they are the most suitable geniuses for cultivation.
The ancient sages were strong, but for those who had practiced in the "Immortal Realm" for countless years, they were still too weak, and they knew that compared to the earth, it was a place where strength was respected, and if they wanted to survive there, they needed strength, strong strength.
These ancient sages from the earth, in order to seek survival in the cracks, chose to hold together, chose to organize their own strength, and while they kept cultivating day and night, they began to look for visitors from the earth, people from their hometowns.
People who can ascend on the earth of thin aura are definitely geniuses, and those natives are not wrong about this, there are more and more people, and their cultivation in the immortal realm is getting stronger and stronger, but they have been dormant, dormant until the day when they can make a splash.
The ancient times of the earth were a period of extremely splendid civilization, and during that period of time, there were countless monks who became immortals, which was equivalent to invisibly strengthening the power of the entire immortal world "earthlings", thousands of years, or even ten thousand years of dormancy.
Finally, one day, these ants were so powerful that they were feared by others.
The ancient sages, in the cracks, in the suppression, in the fairy world, gained a firm foothold, they were no longer afraid of these natives, and began to confront them, maybe they didn't want to fight, but those natives couldn't keep them.
Because in this fairy world, there has always been a legend, legend, that there will be a group of outsiders who will slaughter them all.