In fact, I have almost forgotten that that experience happened thousands of years ago like a dream.

Since that time, that world has been completely closed, and there is no news, in the last few years of my life as Nie Yan, I tried my best to find the truth, but I found nothing.

The world, which I don't know if it really exists, really disappeared into my life like a dream.

And when I approached it again, it was when I saw the master of this life, as the inheritor of the Mingyang Gate, his mission was naturally to stick to that world.

It wasn't until that time that the experience became real, but it was still foggy.

Now I see it here - the altar.

However, this is not the altar built under that mysterious world in my memory, but a much smaller version according to full proportions, just half a man tall like the one I saw before. However, even so, looking at this miniature version of the altar, the memories became clear and real again, just because although this altar has shrunk a lot, the structure, and even every detail, are so vivid.

I thought about the details carefully, it seemed that I had arrived in that mysterious world, and the purpose of the force that guided me was to let me see that altar, and I remembered that in that world, the mysterious rituals of those powerful and terrifying demons, the questions that had been buried for thousands of years, and the truth that I had been trying to pursue resurfaced in my mind, what were they doing? What is the purpose of this? Why did that force want me to see all this?

My brows tightened, staring at this altar silently, always feeling that the key to my life was still it, but I still couldn't think of a clue.

Just an imitation? Symbolism over practicality? I don't know why, but an impetuous feeling rose in my heart, wanting to destroy this imitation, so the long sword in my hand shot without hesitation and slashed towards this altar.

According to the strength of my shot, even if this altar is made of metal, it will still leave deep traces, so I am a little careless and a little impatient. But what I didn't expect was that before my long sword touched this altar, it was blocked by a tremendous force and bounced back.

This power is not just a pure soul power, but also contains a real position, just like the power of thousands of people combined, blocking my long sword.

I fought all the way up the 12th order, experienced a bloody battle, although I suffered some minor injuries, but I didn't prevent anything, I never thought that just a light sword against this altar, there would be such a huge rebound, not only let my soul shock, but also make my inner bow also shock, a mouthful of blood gushed up my throat, I used a lot of strength to swallow it, my blood must not flow in front of this altar.

But I know that I have suffered a little bit of internal injury.

At this moment, the bluestones in front of the altar slowly turned over, like a flipped board, revealing its other side. I looked at it calmly, only to find that there were twelve carvings erected on the other side, each of which was a powerful monster, in which I saw the six-tailed fox, saw the peacock, saw a few extraordinary legendary monster prototypes, and also saw a few monsters that existed but were powerful.

Even if it is a carving, the aura that emanates is so strong, and in it I feel the existence of a will, which is incomplete, as if a trace of will is attached to this carving after death.

They were standing around the altar so lifelike, and they didn't mean to attack me, but I felt their position around the altar, and if I attacked the altar again, the carved power would not hesitate to attack me.

And I found ridiculously that my current strength is not enough to fight against these carved dead things, and I should even be grateful for my sword, because I am confident in myself, so carelessly, if I attack with all my strength, the counterattack force is greater, it is not a simple internal injury such a trivial matter.

Standing here, I felt a fresh wind, with a dampness, different from the perennial cold wind of the dungeon, with the unique decay of the underground, it is the wind that belongs to the surface world of the sea, and there is a slight salty smell.

With a 'Zheng' sound, I plunged the long sword in my hand into the ground, then took out a green pill from my arms mixed with some bloody saliva and swallowed it, then sat down cross-legged, circulated my breath, and began to radiate medicinal power.

Ah Da kept saying that he wanted to hone me and Emperor Tong, but in fact, he hid a small bag in the armor for us, which contained only two small packets wrapped in rough paper, and there were three pills in each of them, one was light green, which could roughly restore some internal and external injuries of the body, and the other was light blue, which could have a little recovery effect on the injuries of the soul.

On the paper wrapped in the pills, there is the handwriting of Ah Da Long Flying and Phoenix Dance, which probably means that if there are six pills, we will not be able to save our lives, and sooner or later we will forget everything and live a comfortable life, because we are destined to not adapt to the future battle.

The pale green pill turned into a sweet breath that flowed into my throat, and then quickly began to radiate medicinal power as my breath flowed, gentle and warm. Ah Da said that he could probably recover some, but I didn't expect that the medicinal power of this pill was so strong, completely subverting my understanding of medicine.

But I know that in fact, don't talk about the medical word pulse, just say that a large branch of the medical word pulse Chinese medicine is also extremely broad and profound, a change in the introduction of medicine, a dose of the size, can be according to people with different physiques, cause a thousand changes. It cannot be compared with today's Western medicine, because it cannot be 'modeled' production.

A good TCM successor is basically one person, and it is absolutely impossible to prescribe the same prescription based on the superficial symptoms, so without looking and hearing and seeing the patient, TCM cannot talk about curing diseases. Traditional Chinese medicine is definitely not rote memorization of any pharmacology, prescriptions, accumulation of experience, and some talents to ensure inheritance.

Of course, after the interruption of the inheritance, the medical word has declined a lot, and the shortage of natural medicinal herbs is also a problem.

When I was healing, I thought a lot inexplicably because of Ah Da's pills, and there was melancholy in the middle, as well as pride in the Chinese ancestors, but I also sighed that there were so many divine things in Ah Da's hands, I could feel that this pill had such a huge effect, and there must be a spiritual and powerful herb in it.

What a waste, I sat down cross-legged for only ten minutes, and I felt that most of the internal injuries and hidden injuries in my body were healed, but the medicine was still very strong, and I believe that it was a matter of indicating the time at the peak state. This pill was actually used by me to treat small internal injuries?

I got up, drew my sword, and looked at the rear, 5,6 meters away from the two lights and the altar, the hand holding the sword was vaguely strong, because of nervousness.

If you don't climb to the top of the twelve steps, you won't find that there will be a dark hole behind the altar and the lamp, and the sloping terrain perfectly hides it, and only when you reach the altar can you find that there is a hole above the original twelve steps, and you don't know where it leads.

Actually, as soon as I came up, I found that there was another road here, but I was attracted by this altar, so I didn't pay attention to this road first, and chose to walk in as soon as possible.

Now, I can't see a clue about the altar for a while, and I can't destroy it to find out, and in the limited time, I can only choose to leave first. I don't really have much curiosity about this cave in my heart, but the wind leaking from the cave mouth has said a lot of things, and this cave mouth also leads to the sea, and it is unknown whether there is an island like the ancestral island of the demon hunter.

With this in mind, I cautiously walked around the back of the lamp, and walked towards the cave step by step, my nervousness was all because I was not sure that the force guarding the altar would attack me when I passed through the hole.

Luckily, I approached the entrance of the cave safe and sound, and the altar and the strength of its guards had not changed in the slightest.

After entering the entrance of the cave, it is a narrow small hole, but after walking three or five meters, a corner, you will enter a large karst cave.

It is also a large karst cave with an underground dark river, but it is much shallower than the cave on the ancestral island of the demon hunter, as soon as I entered, I saw a huge cave less than thirty meters away, beyond the cave entrance is my long-lost blue sky and white sun, close to noon, and with a faint warm sun.

And looking back, there is no deep cave, you can see the cave wall at a glance, only a shallow gap is very magical under the cave wall, only the water flow passes, and I don't know if I can swim in, anyway, visually it is already to the end.

It seems that this is just a cave washed out by the sea, I don't know why, but I feel a trace of danger from the cave, although I am a little thirsty, I also subconsciously avoid approaching the underground river that must be fresh water, and I don't know why I am sure that the water flow must be fresh water, it is an underground river.

Without too much pause, I strode towards the big hole, and the distance of more than thirty meters was only in the blink of an eye.

Soon I came to the entrance of the cave, and as soon as I reached the edge, I saw the beach, which turned out to be an island too! Subconsciously, I began to guess, does this have anything to do with my demon hunter's ancestral island?

And I stood at the exit, and there were no people, but the messy footprints on the beach on the other side of the cave showed that there were a lot of people here, and I wanted to swim across the sea to find out faster, but when I reached the edge, I hesitated, and the feeling of danger in my heart did not fade.

Fortunately, there are also some messy stone pillars here, some like the ancestral island of the demon hunters, and I simply chose to climb a nearby stone pillar, and the feeling of being close to the sun finally made me feel a little more comfortable.

I don't know why, I glanced back at the cave I had passed by, and just one glance, cold sweat covered my forehead.