Chapter 114: Pangu Temple

"Pangu Temple!"

Chen Weiming was originally exhausted to the extreme because of the exhaustion of qi and blood, and his eyes were almost closed, but when he heard the words of the Immortal Knife at this moment, he couldn't help but open his eyes and see everything in the temple more clearly.

Statues, huge statues...... Chen Weiming finally saw the huge black shadows clearly. It is worthy of Lao Cai's special attention, and it is really extraordinary. With such a large temple and such a large statue, I am afraid that there will be no second place in the world.

Unlike the Mortal Knife, he had heard Lao Cai say one or two about the Pangu Temple. This is a very peculiar place on the Pangea continent, the name is the same as the land where people live, but no one knows the origin of the word "Pangu".

As for these statues, they are not originally in the temple, but were added by the real people of Jiuyang more than 100,000 years ago. At this time, if you look closely, you can clearly see that there is a stone tablet in front of each statue, and words are engraved on it.

Fuxi ...... Nu wa...... Flint ...... There are nests...... Tie ...... Cangjie, plus this piece by his side: Pangu. There are seven stone tablets in total, and there are seven statues in total.

If the guess is correct, this should be the seven ancient gods, but even Lao Cai doesn't know their origin and past, let alone others. What I don't understand is ...... What is the origin of Jiuyang Zhenren, and what is his relationship with these ancient gods?

In the past, when Lao Cai talked about this place, Chen Weiming also thought that one day he would definitely come here to have a look, and he specified that he could find something as Lao Cai said, but he never expected to come so soon, and it was still in this state.

He thought that this place would be very lively, but he never thought that it would be a ridiculous place that is uninhabited.

Chen Weiming didn't know it, although all the big forces knew that Li Qinglian and Jiuyang Zhenren often came here, but after spending thousands of years not discovering anything here, they naturally began to give up. Over time, this has become the case.

What about supernatural powers, I just want to live at the moment...... Chen Weiming sighed, also helpless.

The movement outside is getting louder and louder, and the searchers should arrive here soon, and the Mortal Knife wanted to help Chen Weiming up, but he refused: "No...... No...... Leave me alone, you take ...... Me, it only makes me more miserable. ”

It's not just to not drag down the Blade, it's that I don't want to continue. He didn't have the courage to commit suicide, so he could only think about being relatively happy. The injury to the heart, which can last for a day at most, is meaningless to escape.

The Mortal Knife didn't want to, but just looked at the injuries on his body, and the appearance of only one breath left, and finally sighed: "I'll kill some people for you to bury!"

With that, he turned and walked outside.

Looking at the back of the person who walked out, Chen Weiming sighed, looking at the top of the temple with blank eyes, motionless.

Step by step, the Mortal Knife took a few breaths to reach the door of the temple. Instead of running away, he took out his long knife and stood in the doorway.

"What people!"

Soon, someone spotted him at the entrance of the temple, and a large group of soldiers immediately surrounded him.

"It's him, the guy who killed the son. ”

"It's not the killer of Yanyun Pavilion, or it's from the Devil Sect, the city lord has an order, and he doesn't care about killing. ”

"The city lord said, as long as he brings back his head, he will be rewarded with a thousand intermediate yuan spar stones and a three-grade spiritual weapon. ”

A group of people were so fanatical that their eyes were red. One thousand intermediate Yuan Crystals is an indescribable amount of money for them on the frontier of the empire, and it can even become their first capital to open the road to the family.

The empire is different from other forces, the most here are families, and it is the desire of almost everyone to create a family, no matter how big or small, and now there is finally hope.

"Kill!"

Suddenly, there was a loud roar, it was not these soldiers, but the Immortal Knife roared out, and as soon as the words fell, he held a long knife and killed everyone. The death sword flew like a wild dragon, and directly struck into the group of soldiers.

"Ahh

Bursts of screams came and went, and in the face of the murderous sword, it was difficult to suppress the cadres, and there were many casualties. It's just that the empire sent quite a lot of people and horses, and they are well-trained, and soon they surrounded him in a circle, suppressing him, and it was difficult to get out, and Pangu Temple suddenly fell into a bloody battle in front of it.

Listening to the sound of fighting outside, Chen Weiming sighed in his heart. It's a good thing for someone not to abandon themselves, not to give up on themselves. The Blade is a killer, but it's not just a killer, it's just that at this moment, he wants the Blade to be a pure killer. In this way, I will not feel guilty.

If you continue like this, you will inevitably die, not only yourself, but also the Mortal Knife. Do you want to resign yourself to your fate...... Chen Weiming was unwilling in his heart, and suddenly remembered what Lao Cai said.

This place is a place where Jiuyang Zhenren and Li Qinglian often come, and there must be some ulterior secrets. If you come here, you might find something.

At this moment, he can only be a dead horse as a live horse doctor, Chen Weiming took a deep breath, urged the little spiritual power left, and looked in all directions with the eyes of delusion and truth.

I don't know if I don't see this, but when I look at it, I am shocked. The entire Pangu Temple is actually wrapped in all kinds of Dao patterns, densely packed, flashing with the light of Dao Zhen, connected together, like a huge silkworm cocoon.

At a glance, it was as if it was a small universe, independent of this big world. Such a formation can no longer be interpreted by the cultivation method of this world, there is no doubt that this is a large array that is more mysterious than the library of the Valley of the Wicked, and the mystery is even more indescribable.

In Chen Weiming's heart, Jiuyang Zhenren can already be called a celestial, and he is even guessed by him to be the strongest person. But he didn't think that it didn't take long for a miracle to appear even more amazing than him.

What kind of person is this, and how can he do it to such an extent?

Pangu, Fuxi, Nuwa...... Who were those ancient gods, and what do their names mean......

Why did Jiuyang Zhenren favor this place so much, what did he come here for, why did he make these statues of ancient gods, and what was he looking for in this world?

Li Qinglian is a strange person, with an elegant spirit, except for a few people who have something to do with him, I am afraid that no one else will be taken seriously by him. But such a person is the only one who loves this place, what does he want to do here?

Doubts swirled in my mind, and I couldn't solve them. After Chen Weiming thought about it carefully, he felt that the cold hairs all over his body stood up, and even layers of goosebumps kept falling. He felt as if he had been exposed to a world that was too much out of this world to imagine.

It was during the sigh that his gaze moved to the top of the temple, his pupils shrank again, and even cardiac arrest.

The dots of light on the roof are formed by the convergence of various patterns, like knots. At first glance, it seems like nothing, but when I look closely, I realize that these points of light actually form a picture, or a picture that is constantly changing.