The immortal tomb of the gods, forever silent.

Thinking back to what the oracle had said, the closer you got to the center of the Tomb of Immortality, the older the history of the tombstone.

According to this law, the artifact Lethe should be in the center of the Immortal Tomb.

Since Lethe can open the door of time and space to return to the past, it is natural that he can also see the past.

Now, she's on Altar Twelve near the perimeter of the Tomb of the Immortals, so it's only right to head toward the center.

As she walked forward, the tombstone did not decrease, until the obelisk from which she came could not be seen, and there was still no end.

She couldn't help but murmur, "This immortal tomb is also too big, how many people have died!"

"It's hard to calculate. The voice of the Oracle rang in her ears.

"In the Great War of the Ancients, only heroic souls are worthy of being buried in the tomb of the gods to get eternal life, so it is called the Tomb of Eternal Life, as for why there are so many people......"

She paused for a moment, then thought for a long time and said, "The Battle of the Ancients has been around since before written records. ”

"Yes, 10,000 years ago, the Protoss blocked knowledge, and there were too few people in the Three Realms who knew how to communicate with all things, so they were always ...... Protoss rule. ”

The oracle weighed the words, not wanting to arouse long-term disgust.

Although she is a realm spirit, she now belongs to the Three Realms, even if she was a member of the Protoss in her previous life......

Changsi didn't talk to her anymore, and walked through the stone jungle made of many tombstones, identifying the ancient gods engraved on those tombstones one by one.

This ancient deity has a particularly beautiful name: Xingliao.

A long time ago, Master Venerable said that this kind of writing can only be understood by Yunyuan Realm spirits, and it is impossible for others to understand how to memorize it.

Now Changsi can only understand a small part.

At this moment, she was standing in front of one of the relatively intact tombstones, reading the words on it:

- Moon envoy Wangshu

- The name of the world

- Born in the Court of the Clouds

- Died in the Rebellion of the Four Gods

In just four lines, it is the life of this god.

In this long time, who in the Three Realms will remember her?

The Immortal Tomb would not answer, and remained silent.

Looking at the blue sky, I thought about the gods who fell for the sake of heaven ten thousand years ago.

Have they ever wondered if anyone will remember their names thousands of years from now?

Remember their sacrifices in that era?

The ancient gods were once revered by thousands of people, and the incense was prosperous, but with the passage of time, the legend gradually declined, and no one cared about it.

Lonely, lonely.

Unwilling?

Resentment? Never resentful.

Once, before reincarnation, the oracle said to her that the gods of this world are noble gods.

For 10,000 years, some gods have been reborn into the world, and after knowing that this world they imagined was completely different, there were helplessness, compromises, and resentment, but most of them have passed with time.

Changsi lowered his eyes, looked at the tombstone of the Moon Imperial Envoy, and stretched out his hand to inject spiritual power.

The pale golden spirit floated out of the tombstone, transforming into a human form, but it couldn't see the man or woman, anyway, it was a machine spirit, so he didn't care.

It said in a deep voice, "Who is it that awakens my dormancy?"

Changsi bowed and said respectfully, "You are the artifact of the Moon Imperial Envoy, can you check the past Lethe?"

"yes, but I won't help you. ”

"......" Changsi was stunned for a moment, and he didn't think about this attitude.

The machine spirit yawned and was about to return to the tombstone, but suddenly saw her face clearly, and said, "Hey, take a closer look, aren't you the god of war, Baili Changsi?"

"Hmm, do you know me?" Changsi was taken aback.

She thought it was "long thought", but she didn't know that the other party was talking about "long division".

The machine spirit's attitude changed drastically, "Ah, I think you've been reincarnated many times, so I don't remember that you just met me in Pingshui, but I'll help you, which past would you like to see?"

"I want to see the past 1,500 years ago, when my master Baili Yunying and my uncle Xueli painted in the north of the Xianmen on the Quartet Battlefield. ”

"Quartet Battlefield?, North of the Immortal Gate?" the Qi Ling recited these eight words and said in surprise, "Could it be that you are looking for the ruins of the Heavenly Pillar in the north of the Immortal Gate?"

"No, I just want to know about that time. ”

The speed of time in the Yunyuan Realm is different from that of the outside world, and it is only ten years in the realm for thousands of years, but it is only ten years in the human world.

She had enough time to talk to the spirit of the Tomb of Immortality to know what she wanted to know.

"That's what you want. The machine spirit conjured up a golden water curtain, projecting the past she wanted to know.

A thousand years ago, the Quartet battlefield.

Thunder and blood rain across the sea and mulberry fields, the warriors of the four clans of immortals, demons and demons fought together, the sound of screams and weapons colliding one after another, and the living warriors were red eyes of each other under the stimulation of the sacrifice of their comrades.

In this war, blood has flowed into streams that have snaked for thousands of miles, soaking into a wasteland that will never bloom again.

At this time, there are still a hundred years before the hundred-year-long war between immortals and demons comes to an end.

On the city wall north of the Xianmen, the swordsman with clear eyebrows looked at the blue sky in the distance, which was still pure and clear white and blue that had not yet been stained with gunsmoke.

At this moment, in the swordsman's dark ink pupils, the demon alliance on the distant border line was reflected.

"They're here, Senior Brother Mingsan. I don't know when, the Ninth Senior Sister who was supposed to leave the North Immortal Gate was standing beside him, looking at the demonic qi rising into the sky in the distance with him.

Regarding the return of the ninth senior sister, Senior Brother Ming San was not too surprised, and said lightly, "Aren't you going back to the sect to report the battle situation on the front line?"

The Ninth Senior Sister sat on the sword suspended in the air, and the long wind lifted her clothes, and in the colorful glow, she was like a flying immortal.

She said, "I met the Twelfth Senior Sister on the way, and Yu Jian also handed it over to her, and I told her that if I leave here, you will be the only one guarding the North Immortal Gate, Senior Brother Mingsan, so she took over the task of delivering the letter." ”

The corners of Senior Brother Mingsan's mouth curled up slightly, and he said softly, "It seems that now in the entire Northern Immortal Gate, there are only you and me left." ”

Senior Sister Jiu smiled, bowed her head slightly, and said in a pious tone, "Senior Brother Ming, Ah Xue is willing to walk with you." ”

Senior Brother Ming San sighed in his heart, pondered for a moment, looked at her eyes slightly sideways, and said, "I know, Ah Xue." If this is overcome, we will go and ask the master to let us become Taoist couples, okay?"

The ninth senior sister jumped off the suspended sword and smiled slightly, "Okay!"

At this time, a loud horn sound was heard in the distance, carrying a demonic aura that soared into the sky.

The two looked at each other and drew their swords at the same time.

Senior Brother Ming San looked at the vanguard general of the Demon Alliance, who was already close at hand, and said, "According to the news from the sect, the main forces of the demons are concentrated in the North Immortal Gate, that is to say, the two of us will face tens of thousands of demons...... This time, I probably won't be able to go back. ”

"Don't say such discouraged words, Senior Brother Mingsan. The Ninth Senior Sister drew her sword out of the sheath, and a fierce sword wind was set off around her, but she avoided Senior Brother Mingsan.

She pointed to the demon leader who was attacking and said, "Senior Brother Mingsan, I said that no matter the ends of the earth, the yellow springs and blue falls, I will accompany you." ”

"Nothing in this world can separate us!"