Li Junhao stared at the altar, on which were carved nine soaring golden crows, and the golden crows spread their wings and soared, lifelike. He carefully placed the Houyi Bow in the center of the altar, and saw the runes on the altar circulate, and countless divine patterns jumped into the air like white dragons, swimming around the Houyi Bow floating in mid-air.

The nine golden crow gods flew out of the altar with brilliant light, turned into a round of **** sun, circled and surrounded the Houyi bow, and then merged into the Houyi bow.

At the same time, a figure appeared on the altar, wearing a mask as red as gold on his face and an ancient hooded robe with red brim on a white background. At the wide sleeves, a flaming golden flame is embroidered. The flames jumped, as if they were really burning.

With a sigh, the figure took off his mask, revealing a face that was exactly the same as Li Junhao's! Only a little less cautious, more mature and confident. His eyes were deep, like a vast galaxy.

"You, how is this possible. Li Junhao looked at the figure's face, took a few steps back, pointed to the figure with an incredible expression, and stammered.

He thought a lot, but he didn't expect it to be such a scene. If Fusu was just a little god-like at the beginning, then he could be sure that the existence in front of him was definitely himself!

"It's confusing, it's incredible. The Suiren glanced at him, a slight smile on his face. continued, "Have you forgotten how you ended up at the end of the Eighth Age?"

When Li Junhao heard this, his expression was stunned. How could he forget, but the image in front of him had brought him too much impact after all. This kind of impact made him lose his mind, and he didn't think of this problem for a while. The black box that could reverse the cause and effect of time, take him to the Ninth Age of the Flood Wilderness, and travel back to the end of the Eighth Age again!

"Didn't think of anything. This feeling of talking to yourself is really amazing. The flint sat cross-legged on the altar, his eyes looking ahead, as if looking at him. Then, the flint shook his head with a smile and continued, "All you're seeing now is a video I left behind, and I know you have too many questions. ”

This huge amount of information shocked Li Junhao's heart trembled. He misses the goddess of all people Jing Jing now, and wants to calm himself down. In the face of this huge information shock, he felt that his Yuan Shen was about to burn.

"Are you who you used to be, or who you will be. Even though Li Junhao knew that this was just an image, he couldn't help but ask.

He is very confused now, whether the Suiren clan in front of him is his past self or his future self. What the hell is going on.

"Past, present, future. What difference does it make to us? We are travelers of time, wandering beyond the time of the wilderness. The flint looked at him with a smile.

Is there really no difference? Li Junhao doesn't know, at least he can't tell the difference now.

"What is the relationship between the Suiren clan and Hou Yi?" Putting this question aside, he looked around at the Houyi tribe in ruins in front of him, thinking of what the sage said, Hou Yi was the pioneer of the human race's cultivation path. He stared into the deep eyes of the Suiren clan and couldn't help but ask.

"Hou Yi is the Suiren clan. The Suiren clan looked up at the sky, his expression was a little gloomy, and his words were a little lonely and a little melancholy.

Looking at the sad appearance of the Suiren clan, Li Junhao didn't know what had happened in that long past. But when he saw the appearance of the Suiren clan, he knew that it must be a not very good memory.

"Tell me what I should do. Li Junhao looked at the Suiren clan, his expression full of confusion.

He felt like he had lost his way and didn't know where he was going. He had no goal and didn't know where to go. Now he can only follow the tide of the general trend and go with the water.

"You're confused, you're scared. You are afraid of the world, and you are afraid to try to accept it. The flint stared into his eyes, which were like two sharp swords, straight into people's hearts. His voice was sonorous and powerful, and every sentence was in Li Junhao's heart.

Yes, I really accepted the world from the bottom of my heart. He's scared, he's afraid. In the face of this strange world and strange times, he has never even had a peaceful sleep. He had been worried that it was a nightmare that he wouldn't wake up from.

"Remember, time is the greatest weapon. We are the chess players, and we are the ones who are qualified to lose in the big chess game of the flood famine. Today's flood is no longer the flood world you are familiar with, there are too many unknown secrets hidden here. "The Suiren looked at the void, their eyes as deep as an all-encompassing galaxy, and like an abyss that attracts everything.

There was confidence in his words, and it was the confidence to be in control!

"Time is the greatest weapon. The words of the Suiren clan echoed in his mind like thunder. We are the ones who are qualified to fall in the big chess game of the flood famine!

Yes, isn't a person who can reverse the cause and effect of time the most qualified chess player. Thinking of Jiang Wushuang, thinking of the unequaled empress 420,000 years later. This is the future, the future he knows, and the future he creates!

After listening to Suiren's words, he gave birth to a sense of accomplishment in making history.

"You get the idea. Seeing Li Junhao's regained eyes, the Suiren clan said softly, as if a breeze was blowing through his heart, which completely calmed Li Junhao's mind.

"I understand, and there are some who don't. Li Junhao took a deep breath, his face was calm, he nodded, and shook his head again.

He understood the meaning of the Suiren clan, but he didn't understand whether it was he who created history or whether history made him.

"You'll understand one day, just do whatever you want. I don't have much time, and now I want to tell you a very important piece of news, which you must remember clearly, and there must be no room for error. The Suiren clan said something meaningful, and then looked at him intently with a heavy face, and instructed.

Li Junhao couldn't help but tighten his face when he saw the solemn look of the Suiren clan.

"Now that you have started the cultivation of the Nine Turns Xuangong, this is an out-and-out set of magic skills. Once you start practicing, you can't stop, it's either life or death!"

"There are a total of nine volumes of Nine Turns Xuangong, and the first three volumes of your current cultivation have achieved the Void Immortal Realm at most. Volumes 4 and 5 have no malicious keys to open the seal in the Scarlet God. As he spoke, the flint's figure began to blur, and his words were choppy.

Li Junhao's face was nervous, and while he was memorizing the words of the Suiren clan, he was extremely anxious in his heart, where are the Nine Turns Xuangong in the fourth and fifth volumes? What is the Great Meng God? What is the key to open the seal?

"You go, Hou Yi Gong will stay here, and when you are strong enough, you will come here to retrieve Hou Yi Gong. Your current strength is not enough to exert the fur of Hou Yi Gong, and it is too much burden on you. The Fusiliers said as they looked tired and disappeared from the altar.

"Me. Li Junhao wanted to ask again, but when he saw the disappearing image of the Suiren clan and the dimmed altar, he opened his mouth and couldn't speak.

This is too unreliable, isn't it?

You can make it clear about the critical information at the last moment, how did you drop the chain at the critical moment. Aren't you pranking yourself? Li Junhao's heart was full of all kinds of divine beasts, he looked at the altar, the corners of his eyes twitched, and he was really powerless to complain in his heart.

Am I being cheated by myself?

He glanced at Hou Yi's bow, and saw the god pattern dancing on the altar, wrapping it around like a chain. He stepped forward cautiously and reached for the altar. It's just that he hasn't touched the Houyi bow yet, and the divine pattern on the altar seems to be alive, and the divine pattern chain is flexible like a snake dance, and the divine light on it is uncertain, revealing a dangerous aura.

You're amazing, aren't you?

Facing the divine pattern chain on the altar full of danger, Li Junhao completely knelt down for himself in his heart. You're really happy to pit yourself, and you won't even give me the last chance.

He took a deep look, and Hou Yigong, who had made great contributions to him. He sighed, wanted to cry without tears in his heart, and resolutely turned away. On the way back, the conversation with the Suiren clan kept replaying in his mind. He had to think carefully about the words of the Suiren clan, this matter completely broke his three views.

What Qinglong said is actually true, he is the Suiren clan!

Think of the strange and unpredictable black box, and the test that the black box speaks of. Li Junhao patted his head, he actually forgot about such an important thing.

The Black Box had brought him to the end of the Eighth Age, but about the test, he only vaguely said that he would live to the end of the Eighth Age. As for whether there are other questions hidden in it, I forgot to ask it in a moment of excitement!

Thinking that he had forgotten such an important matter, he was a little eager to give himself two slaps.

Then, his face was stunned and he suddenly came back to his senses. No, it's just a video, and the things in it have already been set, so even if I ask, it doesn't seem to be of any use.

It is impossible for me not to reveal anything about this important question, which I am?" he frowned, his mind racing, and sifted through all the conversations in his mind.

"You'll understand one day, just do whatever you want. ”

Thinking of the expression on his face when the Suiren clan said this, he muttered secretly in his heart. What's the difference between saying this and not saying it?

Just as he was thinking about it, he had unconsciously come to the outside of the ruins.

"You're back, so we have no cause or effect. The green dragon stood outside the ruins, glanced at him, and said.

When the words fell, he didn't give Li Junhao a chance to react, grabbed Li Junhao's shoulder, and walked towards Lanruo Temple.

Along the way, the two were speechless.

By the time they returned to Lanruo Temple, the Golden Crow had completely sunk into the ground. In the sky, the stars dotted the magnificent night, exuding a faint light.

With his feet on the solid ground, Li Junhao was about to thank him, but when he looked back, he could no longer find the figure of Qinglong. His face was slightly stunned, he shook his head slightly, didn't say anything, waved his sleeves, and walked towards Lanruo Temple.

Houyi tribal site.

Qinglong stood outside the altar, his face as cold as frost. He looked solemnly at the altar and said in a cold voice, "I have done what I promised you." Your commitment, when to redeem. ”

"In eight epochs, you still haven't made any progress. ”