"Who is Allah?"

"Who's telling Allah to run?"

The second and third thoughts flashed through his mind one after another, and Wei Zhen couldn't understand why he suddenly became that young Mai spellcaster, whether everything in the picture was true or false? or—could it be the movement made by the hidden spiritual root here, and what kind of existence should this spiritual root be?

The body did not fall as rapidly as perceived, when the consciousness was awake again, Wei Zhen found that he was still himself, that kind of shocking picture had completely disappeared, in front of him was a huge space that could not be described by words, at a glance, it was easy to have an extremely unreal feeling, as if this space was independent of the previous world, and existed in another time and space.

The yellow dust in the sky covered this time and space, and several figures stood a few feet away from him, but they were like smoke cages and sand shadows, and they couldn't see each other's descriptions.

"Here you are, my child!" a deep, hoarse call suddenly came, and there was a kind of peace and tranquility in the voice that had been precipitated by the years.

Wei Zhen followed the prestige, but he saw a scene that he could never forget in his life.

Dozens of zhang away, there is a huge figure lying quietly, this figure does not know how many years it has existed, the whole body is covered in thick dust, at a glance, it is as majestic as a sleeping mountain, giving people infinite pressure, anyone who sees this scene will inevitably form a huge mental impact.

In front of such a behemoth, Wei Zhen intuitively felt that he was like a real little ant, and the other party was a giant elephant that he couldn't shake in the slightest.

The strange feeling before became clearer at this moment, Wei Zhen felt as if his body was out of the world inside the Heavenly Pillar, and also out of the entire Gura Realm, and was in another time and space, this feeling was very clear but not clear, he could only perceive that the spiritual power in his body was completely dissipated at this moment, as if it no longer existed in the slightest.

"Are you the giant in the picture?" Wei Zhen asked in a deep voice, there were too many questions in his heart, and it seemed that only the giant in front of him could solve them.

"Yes or no. The giant lying on his side didn't open his eyes, but his voice came directly into Wei Zhen's soul power space.

"I'm just a remnant of his soul. A sorrow that had been worn away for so long rippled with the giant's words.

"Where is this?"

"Remnant Soul Space. ”

"Everything in the picture is real?"

"Yes. ”

"How did that battle end?"

"Alright, my child, time is running out. You will slowly understand all this later, and when you grow strong enough. The giant gently interrupted Wei Zhen's questioning.

"I'm not your child. Wei Zhen responded coldly.

"All human races are sons of witches. For the first time, the giant let out a rare laugh.

"As you can see, there are already a few people here who have come before you, and although some of them are descendants of the deceased, you are the real hope. ”

"Why?" Wei Zhen frowned slightly, his mind was in a mess at this time, and the appearance of the giant and the repeated conversations made him even more confused.

The giant sighed, and continued, "Because although you have an alien aura in you, you have a familiar smell in your bones that I haven't heard in a long, long time, so I need you to help me accomplish something." ”

"I'm only here to find the spiritual root?" Wei Zhen was unmoved, and directly stated his purpose. And in his heart, he also remembered the deep voice of another mysterious woman, what was her purpose?—— what kind of place was inside this pillar of heaven? Is it really just an immortal relic mansion?

"That's what you're talking about?" the giant's voice muffled.

A pure earthy yellow halo suddenly floated in front of Wei Zhen's eyes, and the rich and lively earthy aura overflowed in all directions.

"Linggen is nothing!" A finger phantom suddenly appeared, twisting out the earthy yellow halo, and then a pitch-black wooden plaque fell in front of Wei Zhen.

Wei Zhen saw such a method of the giant, and although he was heartbroken by the loss of the earth spirit root, he still bent down and picked up the wooden card in his hand, and a coolness that seemed to come from ancient times passed into his palm along the pitch-black wooden card. He looked closely, and he didn't know what kind of wood the wooden plaque was made of, and in the middle was engraved a big word "witch", on which were engraved a star, a moon, and a sun.

"Help me to find them, and there is a mark on them in the center of their brow on them. A ray of light suddenly flew out of the giant's body and penetrated into Wei Zhen's eyebrows.

"It's a three-way witchcraft, and you'll be able to use it one day. The giant continued slowly.

"Is this a deal?" Wei Zhen didn't show the slightest surprise on his face, and he didn't go to watch the three-style witchcraft in the soul power space. In the Mu Slave Courtyard, he once learned about the general history of the Xuanyou Continent, which recorded that "Wu" is a kind of powerful warrior who has long been submerged in the long river of history, they can pick the stars on the top, explore the Yellow Spring below, dare to compete with the immortals, and create the prosperity of the human race.

"Would you like to?" asked the giant patiently.

"If I refuse, will you let me go?" Wei Zhen asked a bold question, but inadvertently pinched the black stick in his hand.

"Hehe, awesome little ghost. As if a gaze flickered over the black stick, the giant's voice laughed again. "It's good luck that you got this thing. I won't force you, and if you don't want to, the three-style witchcraft is a small gift from me to the descendants of the human race. ”

Wei Zhen was silent for a while, put down the pitch-black wooden card in his hand, slowly turned around and took a step backwards, and walked out of the remnant soul space without hindrance, returning to the small door where he landed.

I don't know what he was thinking, but he couldn't help but glance back after all.

What he saw were a pair of huge eyes, full of the creases of time, buried with a deep sorrow that only the mind could perceive. The giant was also looking at Wei Zhen, as if opening his eyes was an extremely unbearable burden for him, his huge body had been trembling slightly, but his eyes were full of kindness and kindness, as if looking at his ignorant and naughty little grandson.

Wei Zhenxin trembled, and suddenly there was a warm feeling like being noticed by a loved one, Old Man Wei, Master Mao Yiqing, and Senior Brother Six Monkeys looked at him with the same eyes.

"I promise you. Wei Zhen raised his voice from afar, he knew that the giant could hear it.

"Hahaha!" he burst into the giant's heart.

"Who are they?"

"Witch, but—I'm not sure if they're still alive in your world. ”

"What happens when you find it?"

"That's when you'll understand everything. ”

Speaking of this, the giant suddenly stood up, and an overwhelming figure instantly stood in the remnant soul space. He clasped his hands together, prayed to his chest, looked solemn, and silently recited words in his mouth, and then suddenly knelt down towards Wei Zhen.

"Child, please accept the last blessing of my Houtu tribe!"

With the giant's words, an extremely bright golden curtain of light instantly enveloped Wei Zhen's body, making him stunned. An indescribable feeling instantly permeated the whole body, as if for a time, hundreds of millions of Houtu tribesmen as this giant said were praying sincerely, and the endless thoughts of blessing and prayer were transferred to their bodies.

The giant's figure remained on its knees like that.

"My child, it's time for you to go. My time is up!" was the last word from the giant.

The entire remnant soul space suddenly shattered, and a handful of floating dust appeared at Wei Zhen's feet, holding up his body and slowly floating upwards and leaving.

In mid-air, Wei Zhen opened his eyes and watched the majestic figure of the giant slowly turn into dust and dissipate, and he couldn't help but roar: "Senior, may I ask the honorable name?"

"Gonwu. Little Soul Root!" There seemed to be a voice in the darkness, deeply imprinted in his mind.

Wei Zhen stared blankly at the pitch-black wooden plaque that had returned to him at some point, and he was distracted. Everything that happened here was like a dream, and his mind was in a trance.

"Witch?"

"You have the scent of an alien race in you?"

"Familiar taste?"

"Three-style witchcraft?"

"The last blessing of the Houtu tribe?"

One question after another was clogged in his heart, like a thousand intricate messes, making him unable to understand the context.

After a few breaths, Wei Zhen's expression was still abrupt, and when he settled down again, the world outside his body had changed drastically again.

Bursts of icy chill invaded from all directions, and everywhere was white, a world covered in endless snow and ice, with mountains in the snow and snow in the mountains.

"This is the world of the Water Spirit Root?" Wei Zhen was thrilled by the chill in his body, and suddenly sobered up a little, although he was guessing in his heart, he also knew that most of his guesses were good, but he no longer had the slightest intention in his heart.

"I don't know who the other people who came here are? He thought to himself, looked around, and hesitated.

"This water spirit root is meaningless to me, why don't I find a place to step up my cultivation, and by the way, I can refer to the three types of witchcraft. Wei Zhen thought about it seriously and temporarily gave up his plan to find Yun Si and the others.

He walked forward alone, and in the middle of the way he killed a few snow beasts that came out of the ice and snow, and half a day later he came to a mountain peak, and there was a natural cave at the foot of the mountain, and he stepped into it, sealed the hole with ice and snow, and sat down peacefully.

Wei Zhen didn't know that until he left the colorful world and re-entered the snowy world in front of him, in the world inside the jade bead on his chest, Ge Quinoa, who had grown into a seventeen or eighteen-year-old young woman, opened his eyes from a state of self-sealing.

"That person was a witch just now, and I, Ge Quinoa, am also a witch, but why should I avoid him?" The "he" in her mouth was by no means Wei Zhen, but the giant Gongwu.