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Mojia Organ City.

The organ city is built by the mountains and rivers, and its surroundings are full of cliffs and deep valleys for hundreds of miles, and the sea of clouds is rolling in the deep mountains.

At this time, on the thousand-zhang high mountain next to the Organ City, a figure shrouded in black robes sat cross-legged facing the east.

He swallowed the nascent sun, and purple qi fell from the sky like a swimming dragon, hovering around him, setting him off like a fairy.

The most surprising thing was that a foot above his head, a jade-shaped disc the size of half a palm floated.

The jade plate is cyan as a whole, the shape is simple, and it is full of various inscriptions, which makes people dazzled at a glance.

The jade plate rose and fell above the head of the Mo family giant, emitting a Dao sound as if it came from outside the sky, as if it was explaining the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth to him!

The heavens and the earth changed color, waking up the Mo family giants in their cultivation.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and there was darkness in his eyes, like a bottomless abyss, making the heavens and the earth within a radius of more than ten miles dark, as if falling into the night. It was as if the light in a radius of more than ten miles was absorbed by the darkness in his eyes.

The Mo family giant stared at the colorful sky, listened to the Taoist voice from heaven and earth, his face became more and more solemn, and he whispered with a sinking face: "Nuwa is back!" ”

The Mo family giant stood up, and the jade plate slowly fell from the top of his head into his hand.

He stroked the jade plate, stared at the void with his eyes distracted, and sighed: "Dao Ancestor preaches Zixiao Mountain, and Jiulong pulls the coffin to the top of Mount Tai. How many secrets were hidden in this ancient earth, are the records in Zixiao Palace true? ”

He thought of the Nine Dragons coffin that passed from the top of Mount Tai in later generations, as well as the records in Zixiao Palace, and his eyes became more and more dazed.

If those things are true, why is there no ancient vastness on the earth in later generations, there are no monks who fly to the sky, and there are no martial arts masters everywhere.

"Hehe, what's the difference between real and unreal? I, Xiang Shaolong, is not the best proof! Xiang Shaolong pondered for a long time, let out a self-deprecating laugh, lowered his head and shook his head and sighed.

If the immortal gods did not exist, how could they travel through endless time and space, from the future of the twenty-first century to the Qin State who didn't know how many years ago.

Although Xiang Shaolong is not a history major, he still has a little research on this period of history of the Qin State.

After wandering in this world for decades, he would not be stupid enough to think that the current Qin State is still the Qin State recorded in the history books of the 21st century. At least there is no record in history, there are monks who fly to the sky in this era, and there is no record that Yingzheng has a terrible skill!

Xiang Shaolong thought of Ying Zheng's unfathomable cultivation, and his face gradually became gloomy. In this world, there is absolutely no room for the existence of an immortal Qin Shi Huang!

History cannot be changed, otherwise everything in the future will be destroyed.

Xiang Shaolong thought of the advice he received before leaving, and stared at the void with a gloomy face, his eyes flashing with a terrifying look.

What kind of monster have you achieved!

He thought of Ying Zheng's terrifying cultivation, and sighed helplessly in his heart. The causes that you planted yourself can only be solved by yourself.

Xiang Shaolong put the jade plate in his hand in front of his eyes, stroked it gently, and sighed: "What do you want to do when you bring me to this vast ancient era?" ”

He thought of the records in Zixiao Palace, and his eyes were as deep as a deep Tan.

How long is this era from the 21st century, hundreds of thousands of years, or millions of years?

Xiang Shaolong didn't know, and he couldn't guess, the vast river of time erased too many things. At least the earth of the future will definitely not be what it is now.

"The future, the present, the past. What the hell do you want to do! Xiang Shaolong looked up at the sky and muttered in a low voice.

"The top of Mount Tai, save me!" At this moment, a soft voice came from the Nine Heavens, echoing in the ears of countless people.

The voice, soft and magnetic, made people can't help but feel good, want to be close to it, but are afraid of disturbing its owner.

"Nuwa is crying for help!" Xiang Shaolong listened to the cry for help from the sky, his face was stunned, and his eyes were full of incredulity.

Whether it is in the official history or in various wild histories, Nuwa is a god-like existence, and this existence actually sends a plea for help to the world!

Xiang Shaolong felt the cry for help that was still echoing in his ears, and the whole person was stunned, and a storm was set off in his heart.

What kind of disaster would make a god-like existence like Nuwa ask for help?

He quickly recalled various legends about Nuwa in his heart, his face turned pale and pale, and finally his eyes flashed with determination.

Nuwa must be saved!

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At the same time, the entire world that received Nuwa's call for help fell into deep thought.

On the border of Wu, an ordinary village on the coast.

The village is not large, but there are only 100 families. To outsiders, few people know when it was founded and why. All they know is that this village is called Sunjiazhuang, and almost all the people in it have the surname Sun.

Sunjiazhuang is still martial, and the child has been practicing martial arts since childhood, and it is also quite famous in the border and coastal areas.

At this time, in the largest mansion in Sunjiazhuang.

The so-called largest mansion is just an ordinary house with more than a dozen houses, two courtyards in front and back, covering an area of three or four acres.

In the backyard, there is a verdant bamboo forest of almost one acre.

In the depths of the bamboo forest, two middle-aged people in cyan robes were playing a leisurely game.

One of them looked slightly older, with faint crow's feet at the corners of his eyes and gray sideburns. The other had a relatively young face, with a long goat's whisker on his chin.

"Ancestor, Nuwa has returned and asked the human race for help, what should we do?" The middle-aged man with a goatee looked at the other person with a respectful face and a faint sadness on his face and asked.

No one knows what the return of the gods will do to the world, and no one can predict where the future of the world will go.

Even with Sun Bin's wisdom, in the face of sudden changes, he was a little distracted. He could only hope that his ancestor, Sun Wu, who was respected by the world as the saint of soldiers, would answer the doubts in his heart.

"A soldier is a soldier, when he is decided, he will be decided, and you will be in love." Sun Wu glanced at Sun Bin with a calm face, and said lightly.

That bland look, as if Nuwa's return, was just a dispensable trivial matter, and it was not worth his attention at all.

"After all, Nuwa is the legendary ancient god, how can Bin calm down." Sun Bin looked at Sun Wu's calm expression, admired in his heart, and shook his head helplessly.

Nuwa is a legendary ancient god, a terrifying existence that is immortal and has boundless power. This kind of existence still sent out a plea for help, so how could Sun Bin come down with peace of mind.

"Whatever you want, do it. You just have to remember that you will always be a descendant of my grandson's family. Sun Wu looked up at the sky with a flat face, and said in a firm voice.

Although his voice was flat, it was unquestionably resolute.

As his words fell, the bamboo forest in the backyard shook slightly, and the bamboo leaves made a salsa sound, which was as shocking as the drill of ten thousand armies, and a terrifying aura of slaughter rushed straight to the bullfight, scattering the colorful clouds in the sky.

"I understand, thank you for the teachings of the ancestors." Hearing this, Sun Bin stood up, bowed to the ground, and said seriously.

The meaning of Sun Wu's words is very obvious, no matter what choice he makes, he will get Sun Wu's support, just because he is a descendant of the Sun family!

"Go, Nuwa returns, and Mount Tai will inevitably gather. Your way is different from mine, and you can only find it on your own. Sun Wu put the sunspot in his hand in the chess box, waved his hand and said lightly.

Sun Bin is the most talented one among all his descendants, and he is also the most optimistic one. In his opinion, Sun Bin is fully capable of carving out his own path, rather than imitating his own path and going step by step.

"Bin quit." Sun Bin listened to Sun Wu's admiration, stood up and said respectfully.

After he finished speaking, he didn't hesitate anymore, and after leaving Sunjiazhuang, he turned to the north.

Sun Bin walked against the wind, looking up at the vision on the sky that had not dissipated for a long time, and there were two blood-colored glints in his eyes, as sharp and intimidating as a divine soldier out of the sheath.

Maybe I should go to see the teacher first, and then go to Tarzan. Sun Bin thought of his master Guiguzi, his face showed admiration, and a little expectation flashed in his eyes.

Thinking to himself, he changed direction and turned south.

Not long after Nuwa sent out the distress signal, the whole world was surging, and countless ancient beings walked out of the hermitage and headed in the direction of Mount Tai.

Some people saw that there were people in the land of Bashu who flew with swords, and the sword light was brilliant and sharp and intimidating.

Some people saw that the majestic atmosphere of the land of Songhai gathered, and the sound of recitation resounded throughout Songhai.

And in more uninhabited places, there are Taoist people who ride the clouds and fog and go to Mount Tai; A man who looks like a farmer, one step at a time is like the end of the world, and his figure suddenly appears outside Lixu. (To be continued.) )