Chapter 217: The Ancient Past
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Yu Zecheng walked into the portal and instantly returned to Xuanyuan Sword Peak, this time it was a tabloid humiliation for Senior Brother Ye Han Yizhu, and he was very happy in his heart. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
He was in a hurry to tell the master the news, his pace accelerated, and a figure appeared in front of him, almost bumping into it, Yu Zecheng hurriedly stopped, and saw that it was the old man who swept the floor yesterday, silently sweeping the floor.
Yu Zecheng stopped, although he was very anxious, but he was not in a hurry to grab this step, and he was not ready to go over until the old man finished sweeping.
After the old man finished sweeping here, he suddenly said:
"The kid is good, no wonder the madman has spent so much money. In fact, it should be like this, you want to get without paying, it's like a dream. β
After saying this, it slowly disappeared, as soon as he heard this, Yu Zecheng suddenly became a spirit, this old man is such a madman in his mouth, it is an old madman, he can say this, this person must also be a senior who has returned to the void, the old madman needs to lock himself in Tiandaoling, and he is sweeping the ground in Xuanyuan Sword Peak to maintain his state of mind, so it seems that this person is even stronger than the old madman.
It's really a mountain outside the mountain, there is a sky outside the sky, this old guy who sweeps the floor turned out to be a senior who has returned to the void, Yu Zecheng suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and began to think about whether he had offended others. After thinking about it for a long time, I was finally glad that my performance was okay. At this point, there is no longer the pride of snatching the consciousness space of the flood wilderness.
Suddenly, Yu Zecheng thought of what the old madman said before his retreat:
"In a thousand years, I will be able to sell chaos on the streets, or give away children's cheats everywhere, or take a huqin to wander around the streets, carefree and free. β
It seems that in the future, I will have to respect the old man who sells chaos, if someone gives him a secret book on the street, he must leave the best one, the one who walks around the street with a huqin, how can he be so familiar with it, as if he has heard it there.
While thinking about it, Yu Zecheng walked out of Xuanyuan Sword Peak, rose up with the sword, and returned to Tiandao Peak, in that courtyard, the master, the third senior brother, the husband and wife, and the fourth senior brother all waited here for a long time.
Yu Zecheng fell with the sword, making a successful gesture at everyone, and suddenly the third senior brother jumped up, followed by a loud roar, Nantian Zhenren smiled at Yu Zecheng, and the praise was all in words.
The head of the Xuanyuan Sword Peak and the other five ridges and two veins suffered a dumb loss, although they didn't make a noise, this matter seemed to be calm, but Yu Zecheng's name spread all over the five mountains and twelve peaks again, and it was even more famous than the time when the Nantian Zhenren Ninth Order Flying Sword was exchanged for him.
You must know that in this desolate level martial arts dojo, whenever the people of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect mention this thing, their eyes are extremely jealous, but the person concerned has no feeling for this, for him, it is just that everyone says that he must snatch it, and he does not know the wonder of this thing.
Yu Zecheng looked for time alone to report to the master, the vision of the sweeping old man, Nantian Zhenren said:
"You should treat this as if it never happened, don't tell anyone, when you see this senior in the future, you should be the same as if you don't know, don't respect him too much, otherwise it will be counterproductive. β
δ½Zecheng says:
"Master, there are too many seniors this time, I met two people at once. β
Nantian Zhenren said angrily:
"Do you think that the True One Divine Monarch is a big radish? Who knows what is going on with you, I have been here for four hundred years, and the old madman has sent food countless times, and my master and I have not found out that he is a return to the true one. Maybe your destiny is the fate of the elderly, and all the old people are in love with you. β
Yu Zecheng shook his head and said:
"I don't know, by the way, Master, why didn't Wanxiang Sect return to the Void Period, the True One Divine Monarch?"
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"Even if the Wanxiang Sect had it before, it died in the catastrophe three thousand years ago, so we were able to snatch one of their mountain gates to make Tianxiang Peak back then, and 1,500 years ago, the Wanxiang Sect once split and fought once, and lost a group of masters, so they did not return to the Void True One God Monarch.
In this Firmament World, in the past three thousand years, I have never heard of the Returning to the Void True One Divine Monarch making a big move and killing the enemy, for their kind of realm, this heaven and earth must have restrictions, and they cannot use their power arbitrarily. β
Yu Zecheng nodded and agreed, the old madman is one of the examples.
After this incident, the next day Nan Tianzhen took the three senior brothers and husband and wife to return to their Luzhou family, where the wedding was held again, and the master had to follow him to cheer for the apprentice, which would take at least a month, and Yu Zecheng had to cultivate by himself.
After the ten girls of Biling were released, they never took it back, and now that the personnel of Tiandao Peak are scarce, Yu Zecheng is not worried about them, don't look at them as weak women who are delicate and answering, but they are all evil ghosts who eat people and do not spit out bones. In the end, they were put away one by one, but each of them gave the necessary rewards, among which Bi Ling gave a Zhuji Dan, whether she can build a foundation depends on her own fate.
Everyone left, and only Yu Zecheng and the fourth senior brother were left on this Tiandao Peak, and when they had nothing to do, Yu Zecheng began to practice penance. Return to your cave mansion, enter the cultivation room, and return to the Pangu world.
There is another space in this Pangu world, on the middle passage connecting the volcanic world and the lake world, a hall appears out of thin air, saying that the hall is a little lifted, it is a thatched hut, like the residence of savages in the flood era, mud walls and grass houses, the area is not large, and a large hole in the wall is counted as a window, which is dilapidated.
Yu Zecheng couldn't help but scolded when he saw this:
"Damn, it turns out that this is what the flood means, I'm really convinced, it turns out to be this thatched house at the level of the flood wilderness, this broken thing, everyone is fighting for red faces, I thought it was a good thing. β
The thatched hut here is different from the volcanic world, it is not an illusory place, you can enter, Yu Zecheng slowly followed the lake channel, entered the thatched hut, and sadly found that there was a futon in it, but it was old and broken, and it was still straw.
He sat on the futon, although he said so, but he knew in his heart that this thatched hut dojo must be a magical treasure, otherwise there would definitely not be so many people so hard to snatch it.
Inside the thatched hut, the air is very good, sitting there Yu Zecheng vaguely seems to see the misty and gorgeous sunshine, along the broken hole window into it, as if it is the new sunrise slowly shining in, a crystal color, reflecting the most moving brilliance in the world.
There is a faint sound of drums, the drum is so vicissitudes, but it contains infinite life momentum, and then the horn sounds, and the "black ......" resounded through the world.
Yu Zecheng looked out of the window, and saw what kind of Pangu world this was, this is a barbaric world, in addition to the sun in the sky, there are nine firebirds flying in the air, as if ten days are above, and the sun is like fire.
The land is full of countless strange beasts, and humans are nothing more than their poultry snacks, struggling to survive between the mouths and teeth of these strange beasts.
Floating cities of all kinds flew in the sky, huge and incomparably large, with countless winged alien races entrenched on them, who indulged in drinking and reveling, humans were their dolls and food, and from time to time people were left behind the floating cities.
Under the earth, in the nine abysses, in the castlevania, on the banks of the magma river, human beings are slender men, farmers, working hard, and it is also a kind of crop, from time to time a demon grabs a person and puts it in his mouth to chew. In order to escape from slavery, some people threw themselves into the magma river.
In the infinite void of dimensions, there are countless outer spaces, where humans are test subjects, cut and disassembled, studied, and souls extracted as a source of energy.
In this way, thousands of years later, countless years later, human beings struggled, and gradually learned their fur abilities in these places, and little by little they developed with the meager power of these furs, and slowly became stronger, gathering into tribes, using supernatural powers, controlling abilities, refining flying swords, and making magic weapons.
Finally, he rose up, beat the war drums, blew the bull's horn, and slaughtered the giant beasts on the earth one by one, and exterminated the races one by one.
The Sky City, the Abyssal House, and the Dimensional Exotic Lands are all watching and watching the human race, but they don't take them seriously.
Then the sound of the horn changed, and a hero appeared, raised his bow and shot out, shooting down the nine firebirds, and finally returning this desolate world to its original appearance. Humans started fires, planted crops, raised livestock, built palaces, and became stronger little by little.
Then a group of human beings rose up with their swords and launched an invasion of the floating city above the nine heavens, knocking them down one by one, and another group of people turned into gods and demons to wage war against the demons below the nine abysses, sinking them into the lava in the center of the earth one by one. A group of people swept the qi of heaven and earth and launched a blow to that dimensional world, destroying them one by one.
In the end, the enemies of the heavens, the demons of the underground, and the spirits of the dimension, all gathered together, and the eighty-one clans launched a great war against the human race, and the human race also began the final battle, countless people rose up with their swords, countless people turned into gods and demons, and countless people used the qi of heaven and earth to counterattack and have a great war.
Finally countless people began to cry:
"Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor, Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor, Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor. β
One person appeared, armed with a long sword, invincible, seven battles and seven victories, defeated the eighty-one alien alliances, forced the flying floating city to leave this world, the city of the abyss self-destructed passage, the dimensional domain cut the connection, from then on this world of the sky belonged to the human race, and the human race began to officially prosper.
Yu Zecheng looked at the scene outside the window, and couldn't help but be in a silent daze, and it took a long time before he came to his senses, this desolate memory not only came from the martial arts dojo, but also from the Pangu world, this is all true, the person holding the sword is the Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor, the ancestor of mankind.
Some of those aliens were just expelled, and depending on the vows they made when they left, maybe they would return one day, or maybe they would have returned before, but they didn't know it.
Thinking of the sad experience of human beings in the past, thinking of the Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor holding the Xuanyuan Sword to kill the Quartet, Yu Zecheng suddenly had a kind of blood boiling, if those alien races returned, they met themselves, then they would have to fight to the death, and they would definitely live up to the name of Xuanyuan.
(To be continued)