"Sengo, is there a way to make me stronger?"

Eye withdrew his hand stroking the hair on the humanoid monster's head, clenching both hands into fists.

"I'm not going to go to help again, so no matter what the cost, I'm going to get enough power, enough power to destroy him on my own!!"

Quiescence.

A moment of silence.

"If you want power, the best way is to be promoted to a demon god, but as long as you are a demon god, you can fully understand the bloodline from the dragon and phoenix ancestors in your body, and then use this to remove your own impurities, so the purer the bloodline, the easier it is to become a demon god, however, eye, your bloodline is too mixed."

"I know."

"Eye" almost didn't think about it, and replied in a very calm tone: "So, I'm willing to pay any price." ”

“…………。”

After a moment of speechlessness and a moment of silence, Mori Satoru spoke again: "Okay, eye, what exactly do you want from me?" ”

Hearing this, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he said with a smile: "What else can it be?" Since you know that I have the ability to devour divine consciousness, you should also understand what the fastest way to improve my strength is. ”

"So, if you have personally experienced that great battle, you must know the exact location of that place, so please tell me where the land where the gods fell back then is now."

The place that "Eye" said, but Sen Wu knew very well, it was the place where the human race and the demon race started the second decisive battle.

………

Therefore, at the junction of Qinghai and Shaanxi, on a broken and barren land, several cliffs with extremely high altitude stand between heaven and earth, like a bridge connecting heaven and earth.

Before the disaster, this place was originally a branch of the continuous Qilian Mountains, but after the disaster, the material that fell from the sky and was wrapped in red flames changed the topography of the earth with a devastating impact, and smashed those originally towering mountains into lonely peaks and cliffs.

And at the top of one of the cliffs, a lonely figure sits at this time.

That's a person.

A man dressed in a plain white Hanfu that was not stained, his face was as pale as snow, his nose was a little bright red, and he had long purple hair on his head.

The man sat cross-legged on a pile of dead branches, and a considerable part of the hem of the hanfu on his body had been dragged to the ground.

On the ground in front of the man lay a clean stone, and on top of the stone lay an empty porcelain cup and a glass flask, as well as a book.

The book was opened and laid out on the stone, with very small words written on it.

The book is not thick, and it is almost finished.

"Broken mountains and rivers."

Gong Yu overlooked the scenery under the lonely peak, and after a long time, he opened his mouth and let out a heavy sigh, and after sighing, he picked up the wine jug in front of him, mixed some wine into the porcelain cup, and then raised his head to drink the wine in the cup.

"Well, good wine."

Gong Yu smacked his lips and said with emotion: "For more than two thousand years, the Chinese people's winemaking technology is indeed getting better and better. ”

"But it's really easy to get a headache while drinking such a mellow wine and reading a book."

Putting down the wine glass and rubbing his temples with his fingers, Gong Yu blinked a little painfully, and then reached out and lifted a page from the spread out book.

"Da! ~~Da! ～～”

Just as Gong Yu lifted the page, it continued to resonate, and a very rhythmic roar suddenly sounded from under the lonely peak where Gong Yu was.

The sound became clearer and clearer, and a gray-brown jeep suddenly appeared at the low end of the lonely peak, and then drove slowly towards the summit along the rugged road.

After the disaster, the earth was full of cracks, and there were traces of brokenness everywhere, and the lone peak where Gong Yu was located was no exception, but that lone peak was different from other lone peaks in that there was still a road on its surface.

A road that is smooth enough to pass jeeps.

A road carved out by Gong Yu with his bare hands.

"Hmm."

Gong Yu turned his head slightly, glanced at the jeep driving up behind him with the corner of his eye, then curled the corners of his mouth, and then said, "Up?" It's pretty fast this time. ”

Gong Yu turned his head with a chuckle on his face and read the pages that he had turned out.

"Bang."

With a muffled sound, the jeep stopped at a distance of four meters from Gong Yu.

The people in the car, too, opened the door after the car stopped, and then walked out of the car.

There were five, four men and one woman who got out of the car.

One of the four men was very old and unusually thin, and even with a cane in his hand, he could only rely on the support of others to keep him standing, and the rest were all sturdy people with vicissitudes in their faces, and they all looked to be about twenty or thirty years old.

And the only woman, who looks very immature, is wearing a black and white dress, and on the back of that dress, the words of so-and-so middle school are printed, and it is obvious that the woman is just a student.

After the four men and one woman got out of the car, one of them, a man in tattered jeans, and the female student, supported the old man with a wooden crutch and walked towards Gong Yu step by step.

The other two men began to remove goods from the jeep.

At the signal of the old man's hand, he stopped only two meters away from Gong Yu.

"Immortality."

At the same time as the old man stopped, Gong Yu raised his head slightly, looked away from the page, and walked towards the empty body, and said in a very calm tone: "This time, what's the situation." ”

Hearing this, Liao Changsheng nodded slightly, and replied in a slightly hoarse tone: "There are a lot of supplies, although we have brought back some of them, it is enough for us to use them for a week." ”

"Oh."

Gong Yu answered, picked up the book, continued to browse, and said while reading: "Changsheng, the person named Luo Guanzhong who wrote this Romance of the Three Kingdoms, although he compiled many facts, it is indeed rare to be able to write such a book based on the historical facts that have been revised by the Jin Kingdom, at least, this book can remind me of the rotten peach blossoms that once bloomed in Zhuo County in the turbid world." ”

"Although those peach blossoms did not appear in the real historical materials in the end, in my memory, those flying petals exude the most brilliant and dazzling luster at every moment."

Gong Yu put down the book in his hand, then sighed and said, "Changsheng, do you know? The place where the peach blossom petals fluttered was where the dream began, and where I first met the lord and the general. ”