"Why are they desperate to kill you?" Ji Mingyuan asked.

It can be seen that this dynasty was prosperous and brilliant back then, and what was the reason for a powerful beast clan to besiege this prosperous dynasty at any cost?

"Creation ...... Jade Disk!" The old man's voice came from the old man's weakness.

"The Jade Disc of Creation is actually for this?" Ji Mingyuan was surprised! I didn't expect it to be because of this thing, so many people died tragically.

"It is rumored that this thing carries the rules of the Three Thousand Great Dao, has supreme power, and has the opportunity to become enlightened, but I don't see anything!" Ji Mingyuan said, taking out the fragment of the Creation Jade Disc from the crystal ball!

Look left, look right, after all, I still didn't see anything, the jade fragment of the jade disc is pure, but there is a cloud of smoke inside, I can't see through, and there is nothing unusual.

"Piff...... Not guilty......" said the old man.

"The husband is not guilty, but he is guilty!" Ji Mingyuan said, helping the old man finish.

"Is this thing really as good as the legend says?" Ji Mingyuan said.

It is rumored that this is the supreme treasure, once someone obtained the fragment, realized the supreme immortal method, and finally achieved the world's highest, shaking the past and the present, and achieving the supreme immortal position.

But these are all legends, how can they be taken seriously, just for the sake of that ethereal legend, they did not hesitate to raise a clan to besiege it, and in the end they were all lost, and the corpses were all over the field, and there was no one who even collected the corpses, and the white bones were all over the wilderness.

"Yes!"

"Lord...... Zeng Wu...... Out of the world...... Immortal law!" the old man said.

"Lordship, Emperor Qing, Immortal Method?" Ji Mingyuan was surprised, and couldn't help but look at the fragment of the Creation Jade Disc in his hand.

The Blue Emperor once realized the immortal method in it?

"Under this tower...... Repression...... ......" The old man was old and weak, and finally lost his voice.

"Senpai?" Ji Mingyuan was surprised, got up and looked left and right. If it weren't for the fear of the girl in red, he really wanted to go closer and check if the old man had died.

Looking at the majestic Haotian Tower, Ji Mingyuan said, "Could it be that under this tower, the patriarch of the Qian clan was suppressed?

Only this Haotian Pagoda was left here, and the Blue Emperor Fuxi went there again? Why don't you just wipe it out? Thinking of this, Ji Mingyuan's heart was awe-inspiring, and he had a sense of foreboding.

"Lord...... Dead!" the old man muttered in a low voice, his voice echoing in Ji Mingyuan's heart, extremely sad, sad, with that longing, awe, and endless sadness.

"Dead?" Ji Mingyuan was shocked.

Legend has it that he has reached the realm of immortals, and his strength is incomparable, and his bright light illuminates an era. Although he was besieged here by the extremely powerful fierce beast clan, but now the patriarch of the clan is still suppressing this Haotian Tower, but the Qing Emperor has already died? This made Ji Mingyuan a little unacceptable.

"And ...... Other...... People make a move!" The old man's voice rippled in Ji Mingyuan's heart, with anger and murderous aura, but fortunately it dissipated in an instant, but Ji Mingyuan was still terrified and felt the majestic murderous aura.

"Someone else did it back then?" Ji Mingyuan was stunned, one day is already strong enough, there are still other people who are making a move, and the person who makes the last move must also be strong, not to be underestimated.

"Ancient...... The beast!" the old man said, not saying which one it was.

"What about the Terrans, is there no one to support them?" Ji Mingyuan asked, if there is support for people, what about our human race? How could we be beaten so miserably?

"The one who shot it...... Quite a few! isolated ...... No help!" said the old man.

Ji Mingyuan fell into deep thought.

What broke Ji Mingyuan's contemplation was the fiasco of the little hand and the sharp nails, and when Ji Mingyuan came back to his senses and found that the hand wanted to grab it, he was instantly frightened and hurriedly jumped back.

"Keep up with ......," the old man's voice came.

"Follow...... Is she?" Ji Mingyuan stretched out his finger and pointed at the girl in red, a little suspicious.

"Your ...... Serendipity!" the old man's voice came!

Good luck?

Ji Mingyuan brushed his sideburns and was dressed properly, although his white clothes were already dirty, tattered, and tattered like a beggar, Ji Mingyuan still made himself look elegant, handsome, and well-dressed, so as to meet the opportunity he was going to get next.

Creation of the Jade Plate, Creation of the World Qinglian, do you want to pass on the Fuxi Qin to yourself now? Ji Mingyuan was happy in his heart, and secretly said in his heart, "The kid must live up to his mission, let the Blue Emperor Xianqin shock the world again!"

"Fei Qinye!" the old man's voice came.

"Huh, isn't it?" Ji Mingyuan was embarrassed, his heart was actually heard by the old man?

Cheeky, Ji Mingyuan followed the floating female ghost in red and walked to the right area of Haotian Tower, getting closer and closer, the female ghost floated in front, and Ji Mingyuan was behind him, but because the female ghost had long hair and dragged the floor, Ji Mingyuan walked aside and did not step on her hair. After a while, he saw that the girl was going to bury herself, and the corners of Ji Mingyuan's mouth twitched, and there were some psychological shadows.

The girl in red took Ji Mingyuan to continue to move forward, and after a long time, she slowly moved away from Haotian Tower, there was no mysterious cloud and mist to cover it, and there was no chaotic aura to permeate it.

The vast area was desolate, with pits of earth towering, and there were thousands of mounds of earth, innumerable, spreading to the sky, and the blood moon was in the sky, extremely desolate.

In front of the mound, some of them made small stone piles with stones, and pressed a small piece of blood-stained clothes on them, some of them were torn armor, some were blood-stained robes, some were tattered halberds, spears, notched axes, broken broadswords, and half of the long swords...... None of them is complete.

Loneliness, desolation!

"Well-dressed...... Mound?" Ji Mingyuan said.

Thousands of graves, lined up in a row, neatly and neatly, like a general commanding soldiers, but there is no such majesty, only desolation and loneliness.

Ji Mingyuan shook his head, this is not a well-dressed mound, there should be corpses under these soils! Only the corpses of the fierce beasts are left outside, and there are no human corpses left against them, they should all be here, and they have been transported here for burial.

All dead!

So many people died in the First World War that year?

Ji Mingyuan bowed his hand and bent down to worship!

These are all seniors who died on the battlefield, and they are worthy of Ji Mingyuan's admiration!

"Is the Feng family outside your descendants?" Ji Mingyuan asked.

How could this prosperous dynasty not leave a hand, how could it be left behind? This reminded Ji Mingyuan of Feng Wudu, Feng Lingxi and others, could they be the descendants of this dynasty?

"It's not...... The Feng family has no greed for life and fear of death......! Killed in battle!" This time it was not the old man who spoke, but the female ghost in red beside him.

The voice was cold, but with a hint of compassion and sorrow.

Ji Mingyuan froze for a moment, tears flowed from the corners of the female ghost's eyes, no, blood, blood slid down from the corners of her eyes on her white cheeks, making her already terrifying cheeks more and more terrifying.

Ji Mingyuan looked at her like this, and couldn't help but feel a softening in his heart and feeling her endless sadness. Following her gaze, Ji Mingyuan saw some small mounds of dirt, and Ji Mingyuan understood.

The female ghost stayed for a long time, bowing her head and blood and tears, her eyes were dull, confused, and full of desolation.

Ji Mingyuan guessed that the old man had difficulty moving, was seriously injured, and wanted to maintain the heart of the enchantment, it should be this red-clothed female ghost who had been burying these people, right? How much time does it take for a person to carry the corpses, dig a pit, bury them, and collect their things to prove that they once existed.

The corners of Ji Mingyuan's mouth twitched, no wonder this girl was so numb when she carried herself up and buried herself, she was simply not proficient. Looking at herself lying on the ground, looking at herself like their children dressed in white, scarred, and mistaken for her own people who died on the battlefield?

"No wonder you were so persistent when you buried me!" Ji Mingyuan smiled bitterly in his heart.

When this female ghost buried herself, she was called an unswerving, and she refused to run away when she was scared by herself, and buried her with a shovel even after the thunder and lightning, and Ji Mingyuan was going crazy.

She ...... Buried...... Ten years!" "The old, helpless voice echoed in Ji Mingyuan's heart.

"Ten years!" Ji Mingyuan's heart shook.

Ten years! A man buried his own body for ten years! No one spoke, silently wielding a shovel, repeating those actions year after year, day after day, carrying, digging pits, burying ...... In those endless years, she buried one familiar person after another with her own hands, and among them were her own relatives, what a painful thing, buried them all with tears!

Ji Mingyuan thought of that picture in his heart, and his heart was low.

It's miserable! It's terrible! It's miserable! It's miserable.

A helpless sigh sounded in Ji Mingyuan's heart! Ji Mingyuan knew that it was the voice of the old man.

During that time, he could only sit in front of the Haotian Tower, with little vitality left, and he lived for a long time, one was to protect the ancient dynasty, and the other was because he wanted to suppress the old immortal, use the Haotian Tower to suppress him, and extinguish all its vitality.

And the girl carried the corpse, back and forth, and he couldn't help at all, helpless, powerless, could only watch silently, never able to help, more than enough to help.

"She ......," Ji Mingyuan asked as he looked at the girl and ghost beside him.

"It's dead!" replied the old man, knowing what Ji Mingyuan wanted to ask.

He's dead?

Ji Mingyuan wondered, this girl's state was very strange, as if she was dead, her body was cold, but she didn't seem to be dead, she could still speak, she was conscious, not a soul state, not a resentful spirit, and now she had finally been confirmed by the old man!

"Hey......" Ji Mingyuan sighed, that's all, he couldn't help anything.

The female ghost in red came back to her senses, got rid of the sad memories, and continued to move forward, and Ji Mingyuan followed.

The red female ghost led Ji Mingyuan to a stone tablet.

"Talent Stone again?" Ji Mingyuan paused for a moment.

The stele is less than one zhang high, it is a dark and dull stone, there are blood-red words on it, the words have silver light dots, shining, exude the breath like the wind, the breeze is light and elegant, and the wind is natural.

"It's ...... Written by the Emperor's Blood?" Ji Mingyuan was shocked.

These look more like tadpoles, like snakes, like dragons, sometimes like the wind is elegant, sometimes like a real dragon rolling the sky, vigorous and powerful!

"This is Xianwen?" Ji Mingyuan smiled bitterly.

"I don't know these words!" Ji Mingyuan said as he looked back at the old man's direction.

This is not a spirit pattern, nor an ancient text, but some immortal text. The words used by immortals contain the truth of the Great Dao, and they have the understanding and feeling of true immortals, and they are infinitely useful, and they are difficult for mortals to understand!

"Use ...... Heart!" said the old man.