In the northwest corner of Shenkuang City, in front of an inconspicuous mud house, four people, three men, three women, and four people came, it was Qin Tiange and others.

"The Prophet has been waiting for a long time, please come with me!"

There was a little girl standing in front of the house, who showed a smile when she saw Qin Tiange and the others, and then led Qin Tiange and the others into the house.

Seeing this little girl, Qin Tiange's eyes flashed with a fine light, and he had an expression that was really like this.

Following the little girl into the house, Qin Tiange found that the room was very empty, and he couldn't see it from the outside, but when he entered the inside, he knew that there was something inside.

The hut was just a cover to cover an underground passage that the little girl led into.

After walking for about a minute, Qin Tiange and the others finally came to an open place underground.

There are brilliant divine stones embedded in the surrounding areas, all of which are divine ores, exuding a hazy light.

Inside, there was a mysterious figure sitting cross-legged, with a vague breath and an unpredictable feeling.

"Prophet, they are coming."

The little girl took two steps forward and respectfully saluted the hazy figure, with a hint of admiration in her eyes.

It was the prophet, shrouded in a fog, and I couldn't really see it, but I could see the old figure faintly.

"It's been 88,800 years, and the old decay is finally on the eve of sitting, waiting for this day"

An old and dying voice came, which surprised the four Qin Tiange who came here, looking at the person in front of them who was too old to speak.

I saw that the light and mist dissipated, and a man with gray hair, beard, and eyebrows, eight meters long, was scattered around, covering his body, and looked extremely terrifying.

He was a prophet, and he looked very old, with a twilight aura all over his body, as if he could be weathered at any time, like an old fossil.

The prophet's skin was so dry that it almost turned to lime, as if there was no blood in it, except for a pair of deep-set eyes, revealing a super-powerful light of wisdom.

"You, you know I'm coming?" Qin Tiange asked softly.

The old prophet looked up slowly, his face cracked and sprinkled with mud, and it looked very scary.

He slowly opened his mouth and said: "The old man is the eighty-eighth generation of the Terran prophet, and he can still see the arrival of my Terran Emperor before he sits, and he will die without regrets." ”

"Eighty-eight thousand eight hundred years, each generation of prophets can only live to this age, today is the day of old decay, but suddenly calculated that the luck of the clan has changed, there is a tendency to ride the wind and waves, yes, the courage to use the luck of their own qi to calculate a hexagram, only to understand that it is the day when our race returns to freedom."

The old prophet spoke, two lines of thick blood and tears flowed from his cloudy eyes, and his body gradually weathered.

"Town!"

Qin Tiange frowned, raised his hand and suppressed the old man who was about to sit down, this prophet of the human race who claimed to have lived for 88,800 years.

"Our remnants of the human race of the previous generation, from generation to generation, have been looking forward to the arrival of the human emperor all the time, and today it has finally been realized, and the task of decay has been completed." The old prophet muttered to himself.

He looked at Qin Tiange and bowed slowly, only to find out that his lower body had grown in the rocks on the ground, connected as one.

This is the petrification of flesh and blood, like becoming a fossil, how many years has he not moved?

Qin Tiange's face was full of solemnity, because he sensed that this old man did not have the slightest strength, he was just an ordinary person, but he had lived for 88,800 years with the aura of old age.

How can an ordinary person with no strength live for 88,800 years?

"Prophet, how do you know that I am the Emperor of Men?" Qin Tiange stepped forward and gently lifted the prophet.

I saw that the prophet showed a terrifying smile, and the timid ones would definitely be scared to death.

He said word by word: "My emperor, the prophet of the inheritance of the human race in the past generations, is to follow the human emperor's side, seek luck for the human emperor, sort out the silt for the ethnic fortune, block the diversion, calculate the ups and downs of the fortune, and the ebb and flow of the clan fortune, which is the only sacrifice around the human emperor." ”

"It's a pity that the old decay can't be a sacrifice by your side, and you are about to sit down, but you can pass on the light of wisdom as a prophet."

As he spoke, the old man looked at the little girl on the side, Qin Tiange was stunned when he saw it, and asked, "Prophet, do you want to pass it on to her?" ”

"Can't you continue the life of the prophet?" Qin Tiange frowned and asked.

How could that little girl, too young, take on the responsibility of being a prophet of the Terrans? But the old prophet was not worried at all, but smiled and said, "Human Emperor, do you know how old she is this year?" ”

Hearing this, Qin Tiange was surprised, and instinctively sensed with the power of time, swept over the little girl who had been kneeling quietly next to him, and immediately sensed a message of Shouyuan.

"Eighty-eight years?" Qin Tiange was startled, he didn't pay attention before, he thought it was an eleven or twelve-year-old girl, but now he suddenly realized that she was eighty-eight years old.

Yes, this little girl lived for eighty-eight years, and followed the prophet of the previous generation for eighty-eight years, but her appearance was only the same as that of twelve, which is strange.

"My emperor can see it?" At this time, the old prophet was shocked, stared at Qin Tiange up and down with a pair of wise eyes, and suddenly laughed out loud.

"Hahaha, I can't see it, I can't count it, my emperor is a great blessing for my people" The old prophet laughed, looking very excited.

This made Liluo, Youji, and Fei Yan look at each other a little, and they all feel that the human race is too mysterious and unpredictable.

How terrible is it for an ordinary person to live for 88,800 years without any strength?

Think about it, generally speaking, among the Hundred Clans of the Starry Sky, a clan that does not cultivate and has no strength can live for a thousand years at most.

Unless you cultivate and break your fate, you can increase your longevity, but this Terran prophet has lived for more than 80,000 years with the body of an ordinary person.

"My emperor don't bother, the prophets of the human race in the past generations have been cursed by the heavens, and they can't cultivate for the rest of their lives, because the wisdom of the prophet is the only existence in the starry sky that can help their clan sort out their clan fortunes."

The words of the old prophet made Qin Tiange frown, what curse he didn't believe, any fate could be broken.

"My emperor, the inheritance cannot be broken, the power of our prophets, no name and no surname, the responsibility of life is to dedicate ourselves to the people and the emperor."

"Wait!" Seeing that something was wrong, Qin Tiange immediately organized, frowned, and said, "You want to pass it on to her before you sit down, but why did you bring me here?" ”

"My emperor, time is running out for old decay, and it will be too late to pass on the wisdom of this prophet." The old prophet's face shook off with mud, and his skin peeled off little by little like sand powder.

Seeing this, Qin Tiange's eyes froze, and he raised his hand and pressed it on the top of the old prophet's head, and a mysterious power gushed out.

"Time and space reversal!"

With a low shout, accompanied by a surge of time power, the breath of time in the old prophet's body was actually flowing backwards.

Time and space reversal, this is to reverse life and death, rejuvenation, Qin Tiange doesn't want this Terran prophet to fall like this.

With such an old man by his side, it was a treasure, and naturally he couldn't let him die so easily.

However, things were often not as simple as thought, and the old prophet smiled with relief, and although the petrified skin on his face had become normal, he was still sitting down.

"My emperor, don't waste your strength, I, my wish has been fulfilled, let the next generation of prophets assist my emperor and sacrifice to the heavens and all the peoples."

As he spoke, the old prophet's body turned light, and gradually feathered, as if he couldn't retain the breath of longevity that belonged to the prophet.

Seeing this, Qin Tiange was stunned, withdrew his hand and was silent, watching the old prophet sit in front of him like this and be powerless.

Although he reversed time and space and wanted to bring the old prophet back to life, he still couldn't do it, and there was a mysterious force to block it.

An ordinary person can live so long because he is so wicked, even heaven and earth are taboo on that kind of wisdom, perhaps, this is the sorrow of the prophets of the human race.

"Can't you really change it?" Qin Tiange looked at the old prophet who had disappeared into light, and only a bright light remained.

It is the light of wisdom, a unique tradition of prophets through the ages, and it cannot be accessed by anyone unless the next prophet appointed.

"Grandpa"

With a sad cry, the little girl looked at the old prophet who was sitting down and fainted directly.

Wow!

Sure enough, the light of wisdom flew into the head of the little girl who knelt down and cried faintly, as if a supreme wisdom brain was integrated into it.

Gradually, the little girl's whole body bloomed with a strong brilliance, which was a kind of wisdom aura.

"The inheritance of wisdom is subject to the envy of heaven."

Liluo muttered to himself, came to Qin Tiange's side, and said softly: "In the past, I once saw the first generation of Terran prophets, who buried the huge fortune of thirty-six clans for the Terran race, so that the fortune of my own clan soared from the end of the day. ”

"Prophet, there is such an ability, it is the existence that is most taboo and hated by hundreds and even all races, once there is an opportunity, all races in the universe will try their best to kill the prophet of the human race at any cost." Liluo admonished seriously.

What she means is that the prophet dedicates his life to the human race, and the human emperor needs to protect the prophet for the rest of his life until his death, that is, 88,800 years, and then pass it on to the next generation.

At this time, the little girl's body faded, and the appearance of the original twelve years old suddenly changed, and gradually grew up, becoming a mature and beautiful woman.

Originally a black hair, suddenly became snow-white, and the center of her eyebrows faintly revealed a crystallization of wisdom, she slowly opened her eyes, revealing a kind of wisdom that looked through the world.

"Eighty-ninth Prophet, meet my emperor!"

The woman knelt down slowly, solemnly and solemnly, solemn and solemn, with a trace of grief on her pretty face.