In this battle, the farmers of Diqiu suffered great losses, and the strong withered seriously, and there were less than 100 people left in the clan at this time, and most of them were old, weak, sick and disabled. Most of the Jing, Longshan and Qu tribes were wounded in this battle, and the remaining number was less than twenty, so they also stayed.

And the clan land collapsed, in order to prevent the Five Spirits Sect from coming again, with the consent of the ancestors, the whole clan moved into the ancestral altar.

The mountains are undulating, and the pine forests cover the sky, stretching for thousands of miles.

The Emperor Qiu Ancestral Altar is surrounded by more than 100 psychedelic arrays, and it is difficult to enter if it is not a master of the top array system. Outside the large array, there are countless strongholds set up in extremely hidden places, or caves, or thatched huts, even if the foreign powerhouses enter this place, it is difficult to determine the exact location of the ancestral altar in a short time. This is also the reason why foreigners have not been able to come in for many years.

After the Tiannong clan entered the secret land, they settled in a relatively large stronghold, which was still quite far from the ancestral altar. Even so, this is a very secret place.

Before I knew it, the people of the four tribes had moved in for more than five months, and although they had insufficient food and clothing, they were relatively peaceful.

For several months, the ancestor had been staying at the ancestral altar.

When I returned that day, I was shocked to see the wordless tablet shattered all over the ground. Seeing that Tian Nongxiang was also in the coffin, his breath was completely gone, and he was even more frightened. In a panic, a long-lost phantom appeared-the remnants of the emperor.

"The soul of this son is not gone, or it is not known whether he will be reborn. Emperor Zun said quietly.

The ancestor said "um", secretly sent his senses, and probed Tian Nongxiang's body.

Emperor Zun turned a blind eye to the remnants of the inscription, and said leisurely, "Forcibly copying the inscription, the tablet is shattered, maybe there is a reason." In fact, Emperor Zun could still guess the reason, but he didn't want to believe that this strange doll would fall like this.

From that day on, the Ancestor would come in every few days to investigate.

In the beginning, he had to use his divine sense to sweep Tian Nongxiang's body two or three times a day. Day by day, for more than a month, Tian Nongxiang's body could not change even a little. This made the ancestor very disappointed, and he was secretly anxious. Could it be that this kid has really fallen? No, wait.

Four or five months later, he was relentless. That phantom is still there, and the Diqiu farmers have more confidence. And these days, the cracks on Tian Nongxiang's body seem to be gradually closing, although there is still no breath, and there is no energy fluctuation in his body, but he always feels that this little guy has not fallen.

As long as this child does not fall, there is hope for the farmers of Diqiu. Old Ancestor didn't know why he had this idea, but he was inexplicably sure. Perhaps, this is the last chance for the farmers of Diqiu.

The wordless tablet was shattered, and the ancestral treasure was destroyed by his means, and he couldn't help but feel ashamed in his heart, and it was difficult to calm down for a long time. Why did it shatter? Could it be that the little guy shattered it? But the little guy himself broke into several pieces, which doesn't make sense. The ancestor pondered for many days, but he didn't understand it.

But at this time, he had an indescribable calmness, more like a relief. The shattering of the wordless monument may not necessarily be a bad thing for the clansmen. Over the past few hundred years, there have been more than a thousand descendants who have fallen because of copying the wordless monuments? If it weren't for this, why would the Diqiu farmers end up like this? Hey, there is a way of heaven for survival and death......

Ten months later, Tian Nongxiang has undergone great changes. First, a hazy mist hung over his body, and after a few days, the cracks in his body began to slowly close. Although the ancestor was puzzled, he was excited and burst into tears. Anyway, it's a good thing, the little guy isn't dead, he's still recovering.

Maybe the wordless tablet was just waiting for him to appear, right? Since this thought was born, it has been hovering in the ancestor's mind for a long time, lingering. Definitely, beyond that, it is simply impossible to explain its fragmentation.

More than 20 days ago, Tian Nongxiang also became conscious, and the "saint" character on his body rose again, slowly swimming in his body. It seems to be irregular, but there is a hidden pattern. Tian Nongxiang is silently feeling and remembering. For him, it's a long process, and it's like going through endless years.

A dreamlike virtual realm floats in mind......

An old man, dressed in a shroud, lies horizontally on the bed. Tian Nongxiang tried to arouse the old man, but no matter how he screamed, the old man did not move, and he rushed towards the old man with all his might, but no matter how much he struggled, he could not get close.

After a period of despair and wail, when he raised his head, it was already an endless snowy field, and the white snow reflected a dazzling white light, making him unable to open his eyes. He struggled to his feet and found his way forward, struggling to walk. In the middle of anxiety, the snow ridge collapsed, and the snow waves rolled......

Suddenly, a terrifying voice sounded in my ears, "They're back......",

Tian Nongxiang opened his eyes suddenly, and sat up suddenly, with cold hairs on his body and cold sweat on his back. He stared blankly at the coffin wall, "Where is this?"

lowered his head slightly, and saw Qiankun lying quietly on his side, so he quickly picked it up and stuffed it into his arms. I didn't lose you.

He leaned in, and who wanted to exert a little force suddenly stood up, startling himself. Standing in the coffin for a long time, I wondered what kind of place this was? I was about to jump out of the two-meter-high sarcophagus, when I suddenly felt a soft force on my waist and floated out.

A phantom appeared in front of him—the remnants of the emperor. At this moment, the phantom in Tian Nongxiang's eyes was slightly clearer than before, but he still couldn't see his face clearly.

At this moment, the secret door opened, and the ancestor squeezed in through the crack in the door.

Suddenly saw Tian Nong Xiang standing next to the sarcophagus, he was stunned for a moment, and then he was overjoyed. After Emperor Chong saluted, Chong Jiang came over, and said while looking at Tian Nongxiang: "You finally woke up." As he spoke, he took him in his arms.

"I slept for a long time?" asked Tian Nongxiang, puzzled.

"It's been a long time, it's been almost a year...... "Old Ancestor was a little incoherent with excitement.

"Isn't it?" Tian Nongxiang looked at the ancestor suspiciously.

If it weren't for the Emperor's remnant thoughts, your life would have been over. ”

Tian Nongxiang looked at the ancestor and the phantom gratefully, "Thank you......"

Before he finished speaking, Emperor Zun waved his hand, "This catastrophe has not fallen, and he will definitely move Cangyu one day." With the sound of the elderly, the phantom gradually disappeared from its place.

Tian Nongxiang turned his head, and suddenly saw the wordless monument that was broken and scattered all over the ground, and his face was full of doubts.

"Survival has its own way of heaven, go, go out!" Old Ancestor was extremely excited.