Chapter 187: The Art of Persistence
In the Qiankun bag of Moqian, a piece of white jade spirit boat shimmered, very hazy, and very soft, like a fairy thing.
Soon, he discovered that there was a drop of bright red blood attached to the spirit boat, exuding the aura of the most divine and holy.
In a trance, he felt that what he saw was not a drop of blood, but a figure of the world, standing between heaven and earth, dominating the ups and downs.
Come to think of it, that drop of blood should be left by a world-famous figure, otherwise, it would not make Mo Qian feel like he was facing the domination of heaven and earth.
That drop of blood, and the drop of divine blood that had been fused into Mo Qian's heart before, had an extremely similar aura, both of them were very transcendent, and there was an invincible momentum.
However, the drop of blood attached to the spirit boat has an extra majestic aura than the drop of divine blood in Mo Qian's heart, like an emperor who cannot be blasphemed.
Looking at that drop of blood, Mo Qian thought of Fang Cai's sigh and that sentence with deep meaning.
'What should come will come after all, it is the cause and effect of fate', what exactly does this mean, I don't understand, and it's hard to guess.
However, whether it is that sigh or that sentence with deep meaning, there is an extremely sad mood and a thousand helplessness.
What made Mo Qian feel unbelievable was that he actually felt a sense of familiarity from that sigh, as if he had met that fairy-like figure thousands of years ago, it was really unbelievable.
In addition, even before leaving that time and space, the scene that Mo Qian saw on the sky dome was too terrifying, and if it was spread, it would definitely cause chaos.
Although Mo Qian was just a spectator at that time, he entered that time and space by accident, he still felt the same way, and he could never forget that scene, and he didn't dare to mention that scene to others.
For that terrifying scene, he can only pray, hoping that it will not happen in the future, if it only happens in the past, then the impact on this heaven and earth will not be too great.
If that scene happened in the future, he would not dare to imagine that his heart would tremble and people would suffocate.
The tomb of the gods, the caves, the blood-stained jade coffins, the spirit boat, the shadows like immortals, the time and space of the war on the previous side, the scene on the sky dome before leaving, and the divine monument that has not yet seen the real body, what is the relationship between this.
Mo Qian had too many doubts in his heart, many things he couldn't understand, and he couldn't figure it out, but he knew very well that there must be a big secret.
He didn't like this feeling when he knew too much, and he felt uneasy in his heart, always feeling that what he knew would bring him great trouble, and even disaster.
Before they grow up, no one wants to touch too many secrets of heaven and earth, because they can't protect themselves, and the more they discover, the greater their danger.
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Many things can't be said, and Mo Qian can only hide them in his heart, sighing secretly, feeling that only when he is strong can he explore all the secrets.
Phew!
Just when Mo Qian's spiritual consciousness wanted to leave the Qiankun bag, a white light rose from that drop of blood, which merged with Mo Qian's spiritual consciousness in an instant, causing Mo Qian's spiritual consciousness to tremble.
"The beginning of heaven and earth, the first birth of all things"
"The end of heaven and earth, the cycle of extinction"
The ancient chanting sound echoed in the sea of strange knowledge, as if it had crossed time and space, coming from the distant eons ago, very far away, and also very vicissitudes.
In his sea of knowledge, a passage of scriptures manifests, mystical and obscure, each of which is an ancient word, few people can understand it, fortunately, Mo Qian learned a lot of ancient words when he was a child, and can understand those scriptures.
This is a secret art, a forbidden method of warfare, called the 'Art of Persistence'.
Through that passage of scripture, Mo Qian understood that the inheritance of the art of always was left on the spirit boat, and the art of always was divided into two forms: the beginning and the end.
After a while, the passages of scripture came together to form two ancient characters, 'Rong' and 'Dry'.
Glory is the beginning, the beginning of heaven and earth, all things prosper.
Withering is the end, the end of heaven and earth, and the cycle of extinction.
As long as the cultivation of the art of consistency is complete, Mo Qian's hand is 'glory', even the broken stars can be reorganized in an instant, if the other hand is 'dry', the heavens and the earth will be destroyed, and all living beings will enter reincarnation.
The art of always, it is too mysterious, and it is also an extremely domineering tactic, always, representing the two extremes, containing the extremely mysterious meaning of the avenue between heaven and earth.
"Rong. ”
Suddenly, an ancient syllable came out, echoing in the sea of strange knowledge, like an ancient immortal opening his mouth, and the law came out as he spoke, and a syllable represented the avenue, diffusing a majestic and vast momentum.
Immediately afterwards, Mo Qian found that in his sea of knowledge, a picture appeared, a figure stood between heaven and earth, just from the body shape, it can be determined that it is a fairy-like man, although his face is blurry and he can't see clearly, and his whole body is very hazy, but he can still feel that the man has a fairy-like aura, very transcendent.
The syllables of the word 'Rong' came out of the man's mouth, the heavens and the earth trembled, and the stars that were originally silent suddenly came to life, the earth revived, and all things manifested.
"Dry. ”
Soon, the man spat out the syllables of the word 'withered' again, causing the whole heaven and earth to begin to wither, the grass and trees withered, the landslides withered, and everything went to reincarnation in an instant, and the heavens and the earth were silent.
Between heaven and earth, that man stands in the void, if he is dominant, he raises his hand and everything recovers, and even if he waves his hand, even if the heaven and earth are extinguished, it is really a vast supernatural power.
However, all this happened so quickly that before Mo Qian could comprehend it carefully, the man had already disappeared, leaving only a passage of scripture remaining, shining in the sea of Mo Qian's knowledge.
Mo Qian carefully wrote down the scriptures, and then deduced them in the sea of knowledge, then put his mind back on the divine monument, and like everyone else, he followed Mu Yulai and rushed forward.
Whether it is other peerless geniuses or strange moves, the biggest purpose of coming to the Tomb of the Gods is to come for that piece of Divine Monument.
Therefore, everyone didn't delay much, and didn't want to put too much thought into the blood-stained jade coffin, so that not only could they find the divine monument as soon as possible, but also avoid some trouble.
The young man's heart was heavy, and he took every step extremely carefully, not daring to be careless, for fear of bringing disaster to himself.
The previous experience was so unbelievable that it was as if time had stood still, and everyone was terrified.
Fortunately, there was no danger during that time, otherwise, even if there was a treasure weapon to protect him, it was estimated that it would be difficult to save his life.
In the tomb of the gods, there is weirdness everywhere, and there may be crises every step of the way, so you have to be cautious.
Mu Yulai held a silver plate along the way, the bell in his hand swayed, and constantly surveyed the terrain, avoiding many dangers, so that the teenagers did not encounter any danger again.
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