Chapter Forty-Nine: Ancient Thoughts

"Ancient thoughts are the body, stepping on the heaven and earth, for all things in the world, the nine extremes ......"

The sound as simple and mighty as thunder in the sky seemed to come from the sky, poured into Meng Ran's mind, and burst out, making his whole person stand still. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

There was an inexplicable power in this voice, and Meng Ran's blood stopped flowing, and his heart was shocked, like a voice from the bottom of his heart, which made Meng Ran murmur unconsciously.

"Nine poles...... Nine poles ......"

A wisp of invisible emotion silently sneaked into Meng Ran's heart, after coming into contact with this invisible emotion, he was already stunned, and he gushed out a sad feeling, his whole body was cold, and the scorching sun was shining brightly, but he couldn't dispel this grief that went deep into the bone marrow.

Every time a word was pronounced, the entire square trembled, the brilliance was hazy, and in the chaotic scene, only the old men of the Spirit Transformation Realm jumped up and took action to protect the square, except for Meng Lie, no one paid attention to Meng Ran's abnormal appearance.

Between the blurs, Meng Ran was in the mist, and the gray whole piece was not real.

A dark shadow appeared in front of him, and Meng Ran felt as if he had come to a certain mountain, shrouded in mountain fog, and saw some kind of reality.

"Ancient thoughts are the body, stepping on the heaven and earth, for all things in the world, the nine extremes ......"

A huge voice came from the depths of the mist, from the dark shadow, Meng Ran unconsciously took a step and walked in the direction of the black shadow.

The further he walked, the more misty the fog in front of him became, covering his eyes, reaching out and not seeing his five fingers, as if he wanted to cover even Meng Ran's heart, swimming like a spiritual snake, swirling around him, accompanying him forward.

The voice became more and more powerful, like an immortal preaching, like a god and a demon whispering, and when you listen closely, it is like the howl of a group of beasts.

"Ancient thoughts are the body, stepping on the heaven and earth, for all things in the world, the nine extremes ......"

Meng Ran's heart trembled, the voice poured into his ears, and the spiritual aperture in his lower abdomen trembled, as if he had been nourished by the immortal spring, sublimated, and the distinctive Heavenly Sword Qi trembled restlessly in the spiritual aperture.

"Ancient thoughts are spiritual...... Bright...... , Eight poles ......"

The originally mighty voice suddenly stopped, and the unfinished words stopped abruptly.

Meng Ran looked up, and behind the black shadow in front of him, a larger shadow suddenly appeared, and the moment it appeared again, it suddenly fell, suppressing the black shadow below and devouring it completely, leaving no trace, cutting off the bursts of sound.

"Ancient ...... Ancient Nian ......"

It was as if the last low roar before being swallowed up was not as vast as before, with bursts of sad voices.

Meng Ran's eyes were blurry again, and when he opened his eyes, he had already returned to the square, surrounded by the shocked and panicked faces of everyone, the dignified looks of the powerhouses of the Spirit Transformation Realm, and the caring and worried eyes of the old man Meng Lie in the crowd.

"It's a dream...... Or is it true. Meng Ran was silent, not knowing the result, but only getting the ending that the black shadow of the voice was finally devoured.

The vibration of the square gradually stabilized, and the light on the stone pillars was also hidden, and the old men stopped, their faces full of solemnity.

"This square is the magic weapon of my Sword King City, and it has been standing here since its inception, and there has never been any change. Zhao Xin gasped slightly, the means of the peak of the Spirit Transformation Realm, and the strength of everyone had to be gathered to suppress the abnormal movement in the square.

The bitter wine swept down, and only after seeing that Xiao Shui was okay did he retract his gaze and said: "The magic weapon has been psychic and has spiritual sense, this change is not accidental, there may be a shocking change in the Lingming Mountain Range." ā€

"The ghost clan is here, and the elders of the Xuantian Alliance of the Heavenly God Palace are all existences beyond the spirit transformation realm, could it be that their great battle has triggered the restlessness of the instrument spirit?"

"Have you forgotten the fundamental?" the old man in red sighed lightly and said, "That Divine City is the foundation that makes the Lingming Mountain Range an eventful place, and it is very likely that the aura he exudes affects the Sword King City. ā€

"Is this possible...... That Divine City is a hundred miles away from the Sword King City, and there are even ghost generals who have set a ban, if the aura can still be emanated, how terrifying would it be?" someone said in shock.

Zhao Xin sighed and said, "No matter what, our Sword King City is powerless to participate......

"Let's take a look at the juniors, the top of the list can get the trial qualification of the Human Desert Pavilion, and it is also a blessing for me to be able to establish contact with the Human Desert Pavilion. ā€

Everyone's eyes turned down, looked at Xiao Shui, who had calmed down, and nodded again and again.

"Being able to calm down so quickly is worthy of being the one who can get to the top of the list. The old man in red exclaimed.

Zhao Xin also nodded again and again, and said: "Xiao Shui can get the top spot, he deserves it, and everyone will not have any objections, so let's decide, and send the qualification for the trial of the Renhuang Pavilion to Xiao Shui." ā€

As he spoke, he waved his palm around his waist, and a golden token appeared in his hand.

The lines on the token are deep, and bursts of woody incense come out, but the moment it appears, the aroma spreads, and the smell is clear.

"Crowd Shortage Order!"

In the Human Desert Pavilion, only the elders are qualified to distribute tokens, which are engraved by the masters of the spirit array, and communicate with the Human Desert Pavilion, and the holder can call the messenger of the Human Desert Pavilion under specific circumstances, and through the trial, he is a disciple of the Human Desert Pavilion.

Kujiu smiled, very proud, and said in a deep voice: "The inferior has a bit of bad luck, but this person has a shortage order, and I, the master, are also stained." ā€

Zhao Xin raised his hand to send out the token, and crossed the arc in mid-air, the yellow tail light was dragged like a tail, and it fell into Kujiu's hand impartially, Kujiu smiled and held the token, looked at Xiao Shui, and nodded.

Xiao Shui comprehended, bowed in the direction of the high platform, and stood quietly in place, his body straight.

"The stone pillar is damaged, I'm afraid that the magic weapon has changed its spiritual sense, and it seems that it will take spiritual power to repair it. After Zhao Xin sent the token, he saw that the towering stone pillar had broken apart for some reason.

The stone pillar that towered into the sky, standing at the bottom and could not see the end, the top was broken, as if it had been cracked and a whole piece was missing, not far from the bottom of the stone pillar, the broken stone pillar fragment lay there horizontally, and there seemed to be a trace of lines on it.

The stone pillar is the material of the magic weapon, and the fragmentation is naturally related to the machine spirit.

"Although there are some abnormalities, but Meng Ran's bet with Xiao Shui shouldn't be uncounted, right?" Guo Wen stroked the dust on his sleeve and said casually.

Xiao Shui's name is in the first place, and there is no other word on it, which has proved that Meng Ran's defeat can hit Meng Ran, and Guo Wen will naturally not let it go.

"It's just a joke, if Brother Meng apologizes, this bet is just a verbal statement, so it's over. Xiao Shui said with a chuckle, with a sense of superiority in his expression, saying that he wanted to reveal the matter, but the cold glint in his eyes did not decrease in the slightest.

Meng Ran was still immersed in the strange changes, the word Gu Nian occupied all of his mind, and he didn't have the time to reply to them.

"Ancient thoughts are the body, stepping on the heaven and earth, for all things in the world, the nine extremes ......" Meng Ran thought silently in his heart, and he felt an indescribable feeling emerge from his flesh and blood, and the vigorous vitality filled his limbs and bones, at this moment, Meng Ran felt that he could smash the mountain with his fist and stomp on the earth.

Meng Ran silently dissipated this feeling, still frightened for a long time.

"Is this a kind of supernatural power? or a spell, just by silently reciting its name in your heart, you can have this change, if it is really displayed......" Meng Ran's heart was shocked and heartbeat, this is a supernatural power flowing out of the Divine City, and the power is unpredictable.