"The Blood ....... of the Ancestors"

Gu Shaosheng retracted his mind and sensed it slightly.

I only felt that the power contained in this round of vast sun was endless, and in his senses, it seemed to be endless.

Even, after his mind was stretched to the limit, he could feel that the countless and immeasurable worlds that made up this round of vast days were impressive.

With the rotation of this round of the great sun, the immeasurable great realm within it is born and destroyed.

The strength of the power contained and the high level made him smack his tongue slightly, and he couldn't detect a trace of decline.

What's more, the realm of human ancestors is infinitely high, and the blood left behind by it has long been indelible.

How can it decline?

Gu Shao had such a thought flashing in his heart.

"In ancient times, the old man and even the Eight Emperors had enlightened under the blood of the ancestors, but unfortunately, after several major changes in ancient times and the Middle Ages, this drop of ancestral blood is no longer one trillionth of the heyday."

The high priest seemed to know Gu Shao's thoughts, sighed slightly, and said: "Especially in the Middle Ages, the old man said that his injuries were difficult to heal, and he used his urging ancestors to hurt the essence of this drop of blood. ”

The realm of the ancestor is so lofty, he is the first human race after the vast opening up, the era of chaos, the era of recklessness, the age of mythology, and countless eras of the ancient era have stretched to this day, and he deserves to be the first person.

The treasure he left behind can only be activated by relying on his blood.

Otherwise, it is him, the Eighth Emperor is alive, and if he doesn't rely on this drop of blood, if he wants to urge the ancestors to treasure the moment, he will lose half his life.

And in the Middle Ages, he almost fell, and naturally there was no trace of power to urge the treasure of the human race.

This drop of blood, naturally, is only a little left.

"The Treasure of Human Ancestors......."

Gu Shaosheng looked at the old man, knowing that he was about to come into contact with the most secret heritage of the vast human race.

He was naturally extremely interested in this treasure that had suppressed the luck of the human race.

"If the cultivation is insufficient, what can you do if the supreme treasure is in the body?"

The high priest smiled and said, "It is the human emperor at this time, in front of the supreme treasure, like a grain of sand in the stars, the vast universe. ”

He understands Gu Shaosheng's curiosity very well, and he was the same back then.

Gu Shaoxing nodded, but he wasn't very surprised.

In his opinion, the realm of the ancestor "Xi" may be "Tai", and Da Luo is naturally insignificant compared to it.

"That person's ancestor is the most treasured, how is it compared to the vast continent?"

After his heart moved, Gu Shaosheng asked such a question.

"Haha! I asked the first high priest the same way. ”

The old man laughed loudly, and seemed to be so happy that even his beard was cocked.

After a long time, he groaned and said, "It's like the gap between you and me at this time." ”

"What is the gap between you and me at this time?"

Gu Shao's heart moved slightly.

The High Priest was speaking of the gap between himself and himself in his prime.

This shows that the vast continent at this time is also in a state similar to "Dao injury".

"Alas, old man, go in and rest before you continue."

The high priest patted his forehead and sighed.

Only then did Gu Shaosheng support the old man and walk along the only passage above Jinyang to the inside.

This golden yang is very huge, and the road from the surface of the body to the same core is an incomparably huge number, even with light year rings, there are trillions of numbers.

However, all the Great Dao Voids within it are different from the outside world.

The two of them didn't have tea time, and they came to the core place.

The temperature here can be said to have reached a level where everything is flammable, and Gu Shaoxing seems to have returned to the mundane time and faced the general taste of the scorching heat.

If it's an ordinary Da Luo, I'm afraid you'll be sweating.

It was a small stone house full of mottled temples, three in front and back, and in the vast sun, the insignificance was almost negligible.

If there is no high priest to lead the way, let him find it, and I am afraid that he will have to waste his hands and feet.

This is the ancestral temple of the human race.

The ancestral temple is not more than nine zhang nine, three before and after, like the small courtyard of the secular family, its material, it seems to be the most ordinary stone, there are potholes on it, there is really nothing sacred.

At the gate, two stone statues sit on the ground, facing the ancestral temple, with their backs to the two people, hanging their heads, as if in contemplation, and as if facing the wall.

"This is the ancestral residence of ancient times, because it is contaminated with the breath of human ancestors, it will not be ...... forever"

The high priest raised the bamboo cane, knocked on the heads of the two stone statues at the door, and said: "These two little things are the failure to challenge the human emperor. ”

Gu Shao was hurt.

Although the way of promotion is that the winner is king, it is not something that can be committed at will.

If the emperor is defeated, he must give in, and if the challenger is defeated, it is naturally impossible not to pay the price.

Just contemplating the ancestral temple facing the wall is already extremely lucky.

However, he didn't have any interest in the few divine beings who had challenged the Human Emperor before, so he just nodded slightly and stopped paying attention.

Walk with the high priest into the ancestral temple.

Living in the middle of the day, it is extremely cool, the light is slightly dim, the space is not large, about ten zhang square circle of the small yard, planted a few old trees that are not more than nine zhang nine high.

There is a bald bird on top of three ancient trees, and an old turtle lies on the bank of an ancient well.

It is not at all like the ancestral temple imagined by Gu Shaoqing, but similar to the place where ordinary old farmers live.

But in Gu Shaoju's opinion, whether it is these old trees or birds and turtles, they are all shrouded in deep Dao essence, and I am afraid that they are a little stronger than ordinary sacred.

The high priest leaned down and knocked on the old turtle's back: "Little bastard, you have been sleeping for hundreds of thousands of years!" Look at the heirs that the old man is looking for. ”

The old man used a lot of force, and the slightest ripple rippled on the turtle shell.

Gu Shaosheng could see clearly that the silk ripples were composed of immeasurable runes, which turned countless times in an instant, and each time they changed, they were different.

It seems to be a rather powerful way protector.

"Little bastard, little bastard!"

The birds in the trees chirped, "Get up, get up!" The old man is looking for you, and the old man has brought a little old man back! ”

"Aang?"

The turtle shell shook slightly, the old turtle poked its head out, glanced at the high priest with dim old eyes, and said slowly: "Ah, you are not dead yet!" I'm dying of old age. ”

"Who can live you?"

The high priest laughed and cursed, and the bamboo cane tapped the old turtle's head.

Little by little, the old ** glanced at Gu Shaoxian, and a glimmer of light flashed in his dim eyes: "Ah, old thing, your eyesight is very good, much stronger than you were back then!" ”

"It's almost like Grandpa Turtle."

The old turtle shook his head and sighed.

"Huh."

The high priest knocked another bamboo cane, shook his head, and said, "You cheeky skin, I'm afraid it surpasses your turtle shell." ”

The old turtle retracted into its shell, and scolded the old immortal with an angry urn.

"You little bastard."

The high priest blew his beard and glared, and the bamboo cane knocked on the turtle shell with a buzzing sound.

Gu Shaosheng smiled dumbly.

"Let's go."

After a while, the old man turned around and led Gu Shaoxing to the stone room.

"This lazy little bastard is called Turtle Changsheng, the chirping bald bird, called the bird big, it can be regarded as the second priest and the third priest."

The old man shook his head and introduced Gu Shaosheng.

Gu Shao's injury was slightly understood.

This bird and turtle are actually people, and the turtle and bird are just their appearance.

The turtle shell is a big realm, and the vastness within it is boundless, and the cars of many princes and the cities of the three dynasties of the gods and desolations are all from the hands of the turtle immortal.

He is the first formation of the Divine Wilderness.

And the big bird is actually a heavenly bird, but there are too many divine above the vastness, and no one can perceive the heavenly machine under the influence of each other.

Therefore, it is more about gaining insight into the hundreds of millions of cities of the three dynasties of the Terran Race, and does not monitor the territory of the Terran Race all the time, and even the countless surrounding ethnic groups.

An old man, an old turtle, a bald bird.

These are the three priests of the Vast Terrans.

The stone chamber was smoky, but it was not small, and there was a row of desks facing the door of the stone chamber.

And on many desks, incense is lit, offering a lamp that will never be extinguished.

There is a lot of light and shadow, and there is a strange atmosphere.

In front of the desk, there is a futon.

Gu Shaoshu swept slightly, and saw that the desk was divided into three layers, the first layer was the most, there were about more than 100 ever-bright lamps with light gold color, and the second layer was only eight, with purple color.

On the third floor, there is only one lamp, faint and bright, and the flame is as small as a bean.

These lights are bright, dimmer, and the light varies.

"Whew~"

The high priest shook his hand slightly, took out three incense sticks, lit them, and said gently: "The first layer is the sacred of our human race's past fall, the second layer is the ancient Eight Emperors, and the third layer is the human ancestor. ”

Under the guidance of the old man, Gu Shaosheng bowed slightly, and inserted three incense sticks in the incense burner in front of the desk.

"Sit down."

The high priest took out another futon and sat side by side with Gu Shaoxing, facing the many lights that were faintly lit and extinguished.

"One hundred and seventy-two Divine Emperors, eight Holy Emperors, and Human Ancestors......."

Gu Shaosheng thought for a moment and said, "This is the many powers of my human race?" ”

"It's just that it is possible to come back, and there are many more that can't come back....... It's just that that's me, and I don't remember. ”

The high priest sighed slightly and said.

The old man's cloudy eyes were slightly reminiscing.

He has lived for too long, so long that most of the owners of these ever-bright lamps he knows, many, and many of them, and they are still his juniors.

"Sacred is not indelible......"

Gu Shaosheng also sighed slightly.

After the acquired gods and demons rebelled against the innate sacred, they dominated all their own timelines, and the past and future were no longer visible, only the present would last forever.

Such an existence is almost indestructible, and life and death are meaningless to it, that is, it falls into the hands of the same level, and the day of return.

But in the end, it is not really invincible, and naturally someone has the means to completely wipe it out.

Once completely erased, all traces of its existence will disappear between heaven and earth, and no one will ever remember it again, and there will be no chance of true return.

The many everlasting lamps in the ancestral temple may be the existence that the high priest has kept in mind and has not completely fallen.