As this bitter voice emerged, Xu Qing's mind suddenly stirred up waves, and a memory that did not belong to him rose in his mind.
This memory is fragmented and incoherent, like a puzzle.
Because there is a lot missing, even if it comes to Xu Qing's mind, it is still difficult to piece together too many complete meanings.
Only one understanding emerged relatively clearly from this fragment of memory.
Yanyue Xuantian Clan, before the gods came to Wanggu countless years ago, and it was still the period of the Ancient Emperor Xuanyou, its name... was not this.
This clan's former name was...Xuantian Great Witch Clan!
He is one of the most important allies under the ancient emperor Xuanyou.
It is also the clan that has the strongest support for the human race.
It has an extremely close relationship with the human race, and even fully supports Ancient Emperor Xuanyou's ascension to the throne to unify Wanggu.
Even during the period of the Ancient Emperor Xuanyou, the Ancient Emperor and the ancestral shaman of the clan were close friends of life and death. Before they reached their peak, they were partners and close friends, saving each other's life and death many times.
That ancestral shaman had astonishing strength and could be said to be Xuanyou's right-hand man. He had made great contributions to the ancient emperor's unification of the past.
The name of the only son of the ancestral witch was also given by the ancient emperor Xuanyou.
This recognition emerged from the memory fragments and reflected in Xu Qing's perception, which shocked his heart. His closed eyes suddenly opened, revealing a look of surprise.
"Yanyue Xuantian Clan, Xuantian Great Witch Clan..."
Xu Qing's breathing was slightly rapid. He had never seen this period of history introduced either in the human imperial capital or in the Yanyue Xuantian clan.
Looking back at this moment, the records of the Yanyue Xuantian Clan and the Human Clan can only be traced back to the great defeat during the Dongsheng Renhuang period. As for the previous history, there is no such thing.
It seems that both sides have unknowingly erased the history of the Xuanyou Ancient Emperor period.
But unfortunately, no one thought of it, no one paid attention to it, and no one traced it back, as if the blank memory was reasonable.
This is extremely weird.
"Cognition, being affected!"
These five words instantly appeared in Xu Qing's mind.
"To be able to influence two ethnic groups for such a long time... it must be the power of the gods."
Xu Qing was silent as the three gods of the Yanyue Xuantian Clan emerged in his mind.
Afterwards, he carefully sorted out the memory fragments that came into his mind after taking out the first skull. Although it was still elusive and specific, he had additional guesses about the Jiuli Ban.
"The father witch mentioned in that sentence is most likely the close friend of Ancient Emperor Xuanyou, who was also the original ancestral witch of this clan."
"Zili, that is, the son of the ancestral witch, named Li..."
"This name was also given by the ancient emperor Xuanyou, and this is the land of Jiuli."
Xu Qing's heart was churning.
"Could it be that Jiuli is not a ferocious beast... but the son of the ancestral witch of the Xuantian Great Witch Clan?"
"Then what he said is unworthy of the Xuantian Great Witch Clan..."
Xu Qing lowered his head and looked at the mud beneath him. His gaze seemed to be able to penetrate thousands of feet and see the seal pattern below.
"Is that mountain formed from ashes the remains of Jiuli?"
Xu Qing was silent. He was rarely curious about this Jiuli land.
After a moment, he retracted his thoughts and sensed his own purple crystal. Inside the crystal, a skull clearly emerged, shining with an eerie light.
Xu Qing squinted his eyes and looked up at the bronze incense burner above his head. He quickly made a decision.
He raised his right hand and waved it violently, immediately dispersing the smoke ring emitted by the bronze incense burner.
The isolating power of the smoke ring also disappeared.
And the gray fog that filled the surroundings rushed in instantly,
But a strange scene occurred.
After those mist approached Xu Qing, although the suppression of the power of the gods and cultivation was still terrifying, the invasion of Xu Qing's body and soul was actually reduced!
It's just that the feeling similar to the pull of cause and effect is stronger, making Xu Qing's connection with this place extremely close, as if they are becoming one and inseparable.
Xu Qing sensed it for a long time, with a bright light in his eyes. He raised his hand and pointed at the bronze incense burner. The smoke ring fell, the isolation was formed again, and the spirit and cultivation in his body became active again.
"This gray mist from Jiuli is extremely overbearing and repels all foreign sources, making it impossible for any cultivator who comes to leave after stepping here."
"But after I merged into a skull, I am no longer completely different from the gray fog here, so... I am considered to be half of the same origin?"
"Then if I can fish out all nine skulls, and they are completely homologous to the gray fog here, the gray fog will no longer be a restriction to me."
"Although the pull of cause and effect will reach its extreme, the gray mist won't let me go..."
"But what if I leave with the gray mist!"
Xu Qing murmured, then closed his eyes again and began to rest himself.
In this way, time passed. A few days later, Xu Qing opened his eyes and felt that the cracks in his sundial had become less cracked, and he also felt that his moon fishing in the well could be unfolded again.
So without any hesitation, he got up and walked to the second mud where the skull was buried according to the position in his memory.
There, he raised his hand to seal the secret, and brown flames appeared again, burning the red mother's flesh and blood. Soon, drops of liquid fell, the mud melted, and small holes appeared.
After having a successful experience, it is relatively easy for Xu Qing to repeat the last success.
Although the consumption of the sundial and the influence on himself still existed, after the Qianzhang passage was formed and the moon fishing in the well was unfolded, the sky and the earth roared, and a second skull suddenly emerged from the water he fished out with his right hand.
Still swallowing it, still activating the power of the purple crystal to contain it and seal it.
The memory storm in his mind formed again, with more memory fragments.
Xu Qing suppressed the thought of searching for memories, closed his eyes to rest, and half a month passed by in a flash.
Through this method, although there are inevitably failures in the process, generally speaking, Xu Qing succeeds most of the time.
There are four skulls in the purple crystal!
The four skulls made Xu Qing's connection with the land of Jiuli reach an astonishing degree, and he even no longer needed the bronze incense burner.
The gray mist here has completely lost its influence on him, wandering around him, giving off a sense of intimacy.
Even if he wants to suppress the gods and cultivation, he can suppress it to a certain extent.
This matter is unprecedented in the Yanyue Xuantian Clan!
Even if Jidongzi were here and saw this scene, he would definitely be horrified to the extreme and couldn't believe what he was seeing.
It’s really incredible!
But...this is Xu Qing's limit.
Because his brown flame went out after continuing to burn for more than half a month.
Without the flame, it would be impossible to burn the red mother's flesh and blood to form a golden liquid, and it would be difficult to dissolve the mud.
Unless Xu Qing could think of another way, if he wanted to continue, he would have to sink into the mud himself.
However, after thinking about this idea, he gave up.
As this place becomes more and more homologous, Xu Qing has a premonition that once he enters the mud, he may be instantly identified as Jiuli by the shrine there...
Thus, suppression was carried out.
By that time, everything is hopeless.
As for how to continue, Xu Qing did not think about this issue for the time being.
Because the memory fragments contained in the four skulls were constantly pieced together in his mind, until a scene of mystery that had been hidden for countless years and covered by the gods was revealed in his heart.
The ancient wind blew.
That is the story after the ancient emperor Xuanyou left.
The ancestral witch of Xuantian Great Witch Clan refused the invitation of his close friend Xuanyou and refused to leave Wanggu and his hometown.
The two sides had a rare disagreement in their lives when it came to facing the gods.
But when the ancient emperor left and the remnants of the gods arrived, the world became dim and blurry. Along with the remnants of the gods, terrifying gods appeared.
On that day, heaven cried and all living beings howled.
These gods scattered across Wanggu Continent, some landed among the ethnic groups left behind, and some landed in hidden places, each causing catastrophes.
One of them looks like a spider, coming out of the broken face.
His personality is astonishing, surpassing most gods.
Wherever it passed, the gods bowed their heads.
And his goal is also very clear, that is... the Xuantian Great Witch Clan.
I want to enslave this tribe and become their followers.
The great Xuantian witch clan did not want to be slaves. Under the leadership of the Xuantian ancestral witch, they fought against this god and the other gods who followed him, regardless of cost or life and death.
In this battle, blood rained from the sky and the whole area collapsed.
Xuantian Great Witch, as a close friend of Xuanyou in life and death, his own strength is naturally terrifying, and his clan members are equally astonishing. The witchcraft they practice is different from that of monks, and they transform into each other, some become giants, and some become giant beasts.
That battle was earth-shattering.
The Xuantian Great Witch Clan suffered countless deaths, and the gods... were also killed in large numbers, and their corpses fell to the ground.
In the end, after Xuantian's ancestral witch sacrificed his life, the spider-form god worshiped by the gods was severely injured. He himself fell and turned into the Absolute God Witch Array, which isolated the power of all gods and shrouded his tribe to protect him.
His clan.
Before he died, he passed on the position of the ancestral witch to his only son, asking him to uphold the beliefs of the Xuantian witch clan and fight for the clan against the gods!
His son's name is Jiuli.
Jiuli is sad, but in this era, in this world filled with gods, he inherits not only the position of ancestral shaman and the belief of the ethnic group, but also the responsibility.
Therefore, he led all the remaining great witches from the clan to continue fighting with the gods outside the Jueshen Formation, without taking a single step back or returning to the clan one day.
For the Xuantian witch clan, Jiuli is a qualified ancestral witch.
Because of the confrontation between him and all the great witches and gods, time passed, and within the territory of the Xuantian Great Witch Tribe, which was shrouded by the Jueshen Formation, the tribe gained time to recuperate.
Gradually, a new generation of shaman cultivators began to appear, and one of them had amazing qualifications and the qualities of a leader.
Because the ancestral witch fought abroad and became almost a legend, and the ethnic group also needed to change in line with the times, high hopes were placed on this man. After standing out from the ethnic group, he became the first chief minister of the Xuantian Great Witch Clan.
The ancestral witch is in heaven and is responsible for the destiny of heaven.
The patriarch is in Fan, and Si Fan has the right to do so.
Therefore, it is the great authority.
The memory ends here.
Xu Qing opened his eyes, his expression was endlessly complicated, because he thought of the contents that appeared in the information about Jiuli that he had seen in the holy city of the Holy Mountain.
"The number one ferocious beast in the mountains and seas, its name is Jiuli!
The status of this beast in Yanyue Xuantian Clan is very special, because in the history of Yanyue, Jiuli was subdued only once.
That was the first clan leader of the Yanyue Xuantian Clan back then, and he was also the unifying chief minister who led the rise of this clan.
His mount is Jiuli."
This chapter has been completed!