Finally......

Guo Rong felt the temperature of his body again, and then, he heard the sound of his heart beating in his chest.

Thump......

Thump......

It's like a fairy sound, like a divine comedy!

No!

For Guo Rong, this is more beautiful than the fairy music played by the fairy, and more magnificent than the epic sung by the gods!

So, he opened his eyes.

Then, I saw the light!

Blinding sunlight!

His eyes flickered, as if there was a change of eras, and the stars were changing.

The shadow of the immortal emperor and the god emperor seems to flicker in it, as if there is a supreme saint, expounding the avenue, there is yin and yang, the evolution of all things, the vicissitudes of life, and the changes of heaven and earth.

After a long time, all the visions came to an end, and a pair of black and white eyes looked at the world around them with great curiosity and excitement.

In front of him was a very simple wooden house, and the wooden planks under him had cyan mold, attached to it, and in the straw on it, dozens of fleas panicked, as if they had encountered natural enemies and smelled the breath of the apocalypse, they trembled and curled up together, instinctively making their simple bodies shake sharply.

It didn't take long for them to make a choice—fleas, creatures that had once sucked blood and parasitized the human body, seemed to have a mind in an instant.

Then they realized that they had committed a heinous crime!

This sin cannot be repaid even for a thousand or ten thousand years in the endless sea of hell.

So, they committed suicide!

They took the initiative to use all their strength, exerted all their potential, and turned their bodies into the spikes in the straw.

One after another, they died extremely happily and decisively.

And in the corner under the bed, the same scene is playing out.

In the doorway, a rat that had heard the sound and immediately hid was lying in the narrow doorway.

Its entire skull was shattered.

Smashed by himself.

Behind it, in the depths of the dark cavern, seven or eight young rats were dripping with blood and their limbs broken to death in a nest paved with soft dead grass.

They are bitten to death.

The murderer is their mother!

And the female rat who killed her own child, at the moment was frantically holding her head, hitting the hard rock hard, and soon died.

Guo Rong knows all this.

He could hear the sound of the she-rat banging her head against the rock.

I also understand why these poor guys are like this.

Neither fleas nor rats, although they have no intelligence, only simple biological instincts.

But that's exactly what led to their deaths!

Because, the moment Guo Rong opened his eyes, they were all unforgivable.

Instinct and the drive from the source make them actively engage in such behavior.

Atonement with blood.

Atonement for the great sin of offending the power of heaven!

Otherwise, I am afraid that in the next era, all the fleas and rats in this world will disappear into the world and be buried in the depths of that time and history, and they will never be able to turn over!

"Alas......" Guo Rong sighed: "I don't kill Beren, Beren died because of me......"

"Sin...... O sin......"

"I have to find a technique to shield my body...... Otherwise, you will become a 10,000-year-old elementary school student!"

So, he thought carefully and seriously about what kind of exercise could cover the breath from his own spirituality.

"It seems that the Heavenly Dome Sutra of the Heavenly Dome Divine Court of the Eighth Age can still be ......" Guo Rong sat on the wooden bed paved with straw and held his cheeks and pondered: "It's just that it seems to be a bit demanding, at least there must be a pure yang realm......

"It seems that there is a Ming Dao Immortal King in the Sixth Age, who has practiced the Holy Book of Immortals at All, and he can also cover the breath on my body...... The requirements are relatively low, just move ......"

........................

A great being who is now in this world, even the name and existence, are almost unknown or are only known, the taboo that will cause great terror is revealed in Guo Rong's fragmented thoughts, and they once fought rampant in the world, and even suppressed the fundamental exercises and holy scriptures of the first life, and Guo Rong picked and chose like the owner of a grocery store who was picking and choosing the goods suitable for his own business.

If this is preached, it will be known to the ancient families and holy places that know of these existences.

I'm afraid I don't know how many shaking fingers will make an ancient existence that a country, a state, and even a world fear and worship will be shocked.

But for Guo Rong, all this is extremely simple and reasonable.

Because, those guys who have been buried in the depths of time, buried in the dust of history, and everything they have, are his private property.

Using their exercises, or even mentioning their names, is in itself an exaltation of these people.

If those guys still have a trace of spirituality, they should be grateful, and even kowtow to thanksgiving.

It's just a pity that most of them don't meet Guo Rong's needs.

Because, he felt the situation in this body, and there was not even a trace of Dao rhyme, but he was just a mortal with a mortal body, and his physique was not good, I am afraid that it was not much different from Sick Jiao.

Therefore, he could only lower his standards step by step, searching for eligible exercises from what he knew.

After selecting the world-shattering holy scriptures, supreme divine books, and peerless immortal scriptures that are enough to make countless people crazy for the past and the present, Guo Rong's eyes suddenly lit up: "It's okay!"

So, he rubbed his hands, then sighed, silently urging the unique power in his spirituality to drag out a practice that had been buried by history and time from that eternal burial.

"Xuanwu Sutra", the fundamental holy text of the Tertiary Arctic Xuanyuan Palace.

The Arctic Xuanyin Palace, in the Third Age, although it was only one of the top ten holy places, the highest in the gate was only the birth of a mere immortal king.

But the "Xuanwu Sutra" they hold is a holy book that integrates attack and defense by observing the fairy beast Xuanwu and imitating its breath and charm.

Cultivation can conceal the breath, hide the origin, seek good fortune and avoid evil, and after cultivating to the supreme, it can even confuse the heavens and hide the heavens and cross the sea.

Even in the Third Age, this exercise is one of the best holy texts.

There was once an immortal emperor who watched it, praised its subtlety, and its beauty was mysterious.

But for Guo Rong, the reason why he chose it was simply because the requirements for this exercise are extremely low, and even if he is just an ordinary person, he can also practice to get started.

He took a deep breath, then blew forward hard, and in Guo Rong's eyes, countless dust were blown away, revealing the lines of words that were buried in it, entwined, sealed, suppressed, and cursed by the pitch-black chains that emerged from the void.

For a moment, there seemed to be a ghost crying and howling in the whole wooden house, as if a great horror and danger were about to happen!

"So stingy?" Guo Rong raised his eyebrows, then stepped forward and measured carefully: "It turned out to be you......"

"A poor fellow who has long been buried by history and time, and bears the curse of an era......"

"I thought you had been wiped out by time!"

"There is still a trace of spirituality that has not been extinguished......"

"Let's save face......"

"Otherwise, when I go back, I will drag you out of the river of time, and throw this last spirit on the grinding plate of the ruins......"

Those pitch-black chains that emerged from the void found Guo Rong's breath, and seemed to be startled, and then trembled tremblingly, as if they had encountered a natural enemy and seen unprecedented horror.

It hesitated, lingered, and seemed to be silently speaking.

Guo Rong looked at it and shook his head: "I'm just using the concealment technique on this exercise...... How dare you offer such a price?"

The pitch-black chains drooped like frosted eggplants, like a lucky winner who had won five million and was told that his ticket had been washed in the washing machine.

"That's it...... That's it...... If I have a chance in the future, I'll mention you by the river......"

"If only then, your spirituality has not been worn out......"

As a result, the pitch-black chains immediately shook happily, just like Erha who sold cuteness in front of his master.

"You're not leaving?" Guo Rong narrowed his eyes.

The latter immediately began to fade, like ink dripping into water, gradually and reluctantly dissipating.

As a result, in Guo Rong's eyes, the words that were covered, sealed, and suppressed by him were all revealed.

The words, shimmering with colorful brilliance, seem to have spirituality, expounding the truth they carry in the void.

Then, these words looked at Guo Rong in unison.

In an instant, they were like colonists who had discovered the New World and met the licking dog of the goddess, and they were so excited that all the fonts began to dance.

Then, they lined up, jumped into Guo Rong's eyes one after another, drilled into the pupils, and finally collectively combined into a small Xuanwu, rolling in it comfortably, and then this little Xuanwu seemed to remember something, lying in the pupils, flattering and flattering.

"It's really sensible!" Guo Rong couldn't help but approve when he saw this.

This world is immortal and martial, with all kinds of incredible abilities and characters.

The Holy Land, the Immortal Dynasty, and the Divine Court are full of great power and prosperity.

And as the fundamental holy scriptures, immortal scriptures, and divine books at the bottom of the pressure box of these holy places, immortal dynasties, and divine courts, they carry the Tao and reason, power and law that have been precipitated by countless years and time in the entire holy land, immortal dynasty, and divine court, and naturally have all kinds of unpredictable powers, and even great powers!

Writing is spiritual, but it is only the most basic feature.

Guo Rong knew that if it was in the Tertiary Period, the heyday of the Arctic Xuanyuan Palace, these words alone could easily kill the Holy Lords of some weak Holy Lands.

This is because these words are no longer just words.

They are the crystallization of the painstaking efforts and wisdom of countless generations of the Arctic Xuanxia Palace, refining the Tao and principles of countless powerful holy masters, gathering all kinds of incredible powers and methods, and nourishing by the luck of countless generations of the entire Arctic Xuanyuan Palace.

Just the power unfolding, it is equivalent to the full force of a supreme immortal king!

Now, the Arctic Xuanyuan Palace has been buried in the long river of time, sunk under the dust of history, turned into nothingness, and become a taboo.

Even this supreme holy scripture, which has been watered by the wisdom and painstaking efforts of countless people, and nourished in the luck of the Holy Land, has been suppressed by the power with a forbidden method to the endless years of time.

In the endless years, the merciless river of time has worn out most of the Tao and principles it carries, and under the dust of history, the power and law that once suppressed the essence of a holy place have also lost their luster.

Only the last trace of spirituality has not been wiped out, and only the most basic and primitive power and law remain.

If it weren't for Guo Rong dragging them out from the eternal river of time and the thick dust of history, I am afraid that even this last spirituality would have been wiped out, and finally fell into the ruins and returned to the origin.

Hearing Guo Rong's praise, the little Xuanwu in the pupil was very smartly happy, and it even sold cuteness in the pupil intimately, and the little head rubbed the edge of the pupil extremely funny, as if Guo Rong's approval was its greatest honor and pride!

"Trouble!" Guo Rong didn't pay much attention to Xiao Xuanwu, who was trying to sell cuteness and flattery in his pupils, he sighed slightly: "This has just come out, and I owe two causal ......"

If you use someone else's stuff, you have to pay something back as compensation.

The Arctic Xuanyuan Palace has long been buried in time and history, and even the spiritual imprint has been wiped out, except for him, no one in this world can know that there was a holy land, standing in the North Pole, and there was an immortal king in the holy land, peerless.

Therefore, the only way to repay this cause and effect is to go to the wasteland of the Xuanyuan Palace in the North Pole, rebuild the Xuanyuan Palace Dao system on it, and restore the holy land that was buried by history and time from the eternal burial.

Needless to say, the cause and effect are so great.

And Fang Cai promised the guy who was carrying the curse of the entire era to be buried in the future, and went to the river to pick it up.

This is also a bit tricky!

But this is the order of the world.

Even if he doesn't like it anymore, he has to do it.

However, if you think about it, it's just boring, so you might as well do it.

Thinking like this, he stood up and moved his muscles slightly: "Let me see the talent and potential of this body......