Chapter 66: Ancient Xinmi, the Battle of the Gods
Although Guang Chengzi's Yuan Shen has soared to the top, the legacy he left behind is also extraordinary. His face is solemn, the corners of his mouth are still smiling serenely, his hair and clothes have mostly melted away, but the skin on his face is no different from that of a living person.
It's not just because the time is too long, but also because of the miracle of the Temple of the God of War, the relics are extremely hard, and it seems that the whole person has been transformed into another unknown hard substance.
Guang Chengzi's left hand hangs on the ground, and there is a line of small characters engraved on the ground, writing the book "Guang Chengzi proves that the broken King Kong is here", and the middle finger that touches the ground is just embedded in the end of the last painting of "this" Yu, there is no doubt that these Yu are written on the ground by his luck, and he can write in such a hard material, and his strength has obviously reached a very deep level.
This God of War Temple, although it was only refined by the Golden Armor Heavenly God using ordinary stones, but with the help of a true immortal, even ordinary stones could turn decay into magic, and became unimaginable spiritual objects.
At least, Wang Xiaoguang felt that his ontology, the Emperor Mirror, would not be much harder than this hall, and even more fragile than the hall.
This made his heart burn, and he wanted to devour the entire hall, but unfortunately he had to extinguish this thought when he thought of the terrifying existence of the suppression in the hall. When he doesn't find a way to deal with it, he will definitely not lure the wolf into the house and kill himself.
Wang Xiaoguang glanced at Wanwan and asked her to help protect the Dharma, while he held the ontological human emperor mirror, pointed the mirror at Guangchengzi's relics, and shouted in a low voice: "Tongyou, bloodline backtracking!" ”
Tongyu, as the head of the seventy-two Taoist earthly evil arts, is mysterious.
In fact, with Wang Xiaoguang's strength, it was impossible to comprehend this Taoist supreme supernatural power, and he did not comprehend the complete supernatural power, but comprehended a little supernatural power with the help of the future law body.
Bloodline backtracking, with the help of the blood of living beings, awaken the deepest memories of their bloodlines.
He didn't know if this secret technique could succeed, after all, the relics of Guangchengzi in front of him had existed for thousands of years, or even ten thousand years, and the primordial spirit had soared and the blood had solidified. If the psychic power is complete, he will definitely be able to find out the bloodline memory, but the psyche he has mastered is only the surface of the supernatural power, and he doesn't know how much effect it can play.
A faint light flashed from the Human Emperor Mirror, shining directly on Guangchengzi's relics, enveloping it in a black glow, which was indescribably weird.
At this time, the other celestials also woke up from the "God of War Catalogue Forty-Nine Broken Voids", and after seeing Wang Xiaoguang's movements, they gathered around one by one, staring closely at the human emperor mirror where the ghost light flowed.
I don't know how long it took, the ghostly light of the human emperor mirror finally changed, intermittently flashed one incomplete picture after another, only a few pictures, very clear and complete.
These pictures are the deepest pictures in Guangchengzi's bloodline, and they can also be said to be his most impressive memories.
In the first picture, he holds an animal skin in both hands, on which are densely written oracle bone inscriptions, as if reading.
At the beginning, in order to study the secret of longevity, both Wang Xiaoguang and Wanwan had studied the oracle bone inscription deeply, so they could clearly understand the text content on the animal skin.
However, it is precisely because I can see it clearly that my heart will be even more shocked. Because what is written on the animal skin is not some peerless exercise, supreme supernatural power, but a legend, a legend about immortality.
Who in the world can not die?
Let you be peerless, glamorous in the world, and in the end you will be a pink skeleton; Let your generation be arrogant, sitting on thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and in the end it will eventually turn into a handful of loess.
However, legends about immortality have always been circulated.
According to legend, outside the nine heavens, there is a vast immortal realm, where there are hundreds of clans, there are ancient war clans whose strength is comparable to gods, powerful barbarians whose bodies are sealed with the souls of ancient immortal beasts, and beautiful people with peerless graces, and even real gods!
There are even more ancient legends, such as the Suiren clan haunting the southern wilderness, the Chao clan building the heavenly nest above the sky, the Fuxi casting bronze gossip in the millions of copper mountains in the West Pole, and the Buddha wearing a shroud to lose his soul in the waves of the vast East China Sea.
Like a mythical story, all kinds of legends and rumors are recorded on the animal skin, which is a great shock to everyone. In that few words, a big world like a fairy world was described, and people knew that the fairy gods were not legends.
I think it is precisely for this reason that Guang Chengzi was deeply impressed by this beast skin book and engraved this memory in the deepest part of his bloodline.
This animal skin is not the book of heaven left by the god of gold armor, but the record left by the strong man who watched the book of heaven, and the real book of heaven has long disappeared, which makes Guang Chengzi deeply regretful.
In the second picture, it is a teenager, a teenager full of confidence and a strong head.
Seeing this young man, everyone knew what was called an emperor and what was a real emperor. With the void in your body and the stars in your eyes, just standing there makes people surrender.
This is Shaodian Xuanyuan, a natural emperor.
In the third picture, it was many years later, Xuanyuan had completed the unification, and under the support of a group of people, he came to the Temple of the God of War. With invincible assets, break the immortal gate, shatter the void, and disappear.
Many strong people, after seeing Xuanyuan break through the immortal gate and ascend, also turned into streamers, wanting to go to the immortal realm while the immortal gate was not closed. It's a pity that their physical bodies can't withstand the power of the Immortal Gate at all, and as soon as they enter the Immortal Gate, they turn into a cloud of blood mist and burst open.
This scene, even if it is separated by endless time and space, everyone can clearly feel the shock of Guang Chengzi, and it also makes the celestials who are ready to shatter the void and enter the immortal realm through the immortal gate break into a cold sweat.
Heaven is pitiful, just now they were preparing to enter the immortal realm from this immortal gate shattered void.
Fortunately, there was no action, otherwise they would not have been able to escape the end of the ashes, you must know that the Human Emperor Mirror shows that the strong people who wanted to follow the Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor's ascension were each much stronger than them. Those strong people have not succeeded, how can they succeed.
Seeing this, everyone somewhat understood why Guang Chengzi would choose the primordial god ascension instead of the flesh shattering the void.
The next pictures are all incomplete, and it is difficult to get effective information, which seems to be telling the story of Guangchengzi after Emperor Xuanyuan ascended, leaving the Wild Goose Palace, and constantly traveling.
I don't know how long it took, Wang Xiaoguang finally saw what he wanted to know.
It was a great war, with countless strong men fighting in the sky and tens of thousands of troops on the ground constantly fighting.
The sky shatters, the earth collapses!
A figure with black flames wrapped around his body stood in the void, like a demon god, his eyes full of greed and mockery. At his feet, a majestic giant city sits, and the gate of the city is engraved with two ancient characters, Chao Song!
War of the Gods!
Seeing this picture, Wang Xiaoguang couldn't help but think of the battle of the gods of King Wu's war.
Of course, this battle of the gods is only a battle of the gods in the Tang world, and it cannot be called a god, it is just a battle between dynasties.
It's just that the black flames wrapped around the King of War's body made him feel bad, and he couldn't help but think of the flame monster on the God of War catalog.
The picture continues, only to see that after the Great War, the world has become fragmented, and various natural and man-made disasters have occurred one after another, and it seems that the whole world is about to be destroyed.
That war almost shattered the world, and the post-war world, although it was not destroyed, was also downgraded, from the middle-level Xiaoqian World to the primary Xiaoqian World, and it has not recovered so far.
The consequences of the world's relegation are extremely terrifying, and the survivors after the war, before they have time to rejoice, are shrouded in countless thunders, which is an attack from the will of the world, heavenly punishment.
Since then, whether it is the Immortal Dao or the Shinto, the powerhouses of the middle and high-level have fallen one after another, and the Dao system has been faulted. Even the path they practiced was rejected by the Heavenly Dao and slowly declined. On the contrary, martial arts, which have been unknown in ancient times, have gradually emerged and become the mainstream.
Guang Chengzi, who was lucky enough to escape the punishment of heaven, once again came to the Wild Goose Palace to concentrate on cultivation, and finally went further, and the Yuan Shen soared.
At this point, the memory picture in the depths of Guang Chengzi's bloodline dissipated, the glow of the Human Emperor Mirror slowly dissipated, and everything returned to normal. Only the celestials stood there silent, not knowing what they were thinking.