He quickly took out a mirror, and when he saw the 'sin' between his eyebrows, he was stunned again.
crime?
Ye Xuan looked at Jian Zizai in front of him, and Jian Zizai spread his hands, "I don't know what this is!"
At this moment, Lord Xuanhuang suddenly appeared next to Ye Xuan. Lord Xuanhuang looked extremely solemn, "This is divine punishment!"
Ye Xuan frowned slightly, "God's punishment? What the hell?"
Lord Xuanhuang looked at Ye Xuan, "It means that you are the person God wants to punish! And only God can impose divine punishment. In other words, you are being targeted by a god!"
Spotted by God!
Ye Xuan said in a deep voice: "Which god is targeting me?"
Lord Xuanhuang shook his head, "I don't know, but since he is called a god, he is definitely not a weakling."
Speaking of this, she paused slightly and then asked: "Where is the woman in plain skirt now?"
Woman in plain skirt!
In Lord Xuanhuang's view, only women in plain skirts can truly fight against the temple!
Ye Xuan shook his head, "I can't rely on her for everything! This time, let me face it by myself!"
Of course he hopes that the woman in plain skirt will appear, because the temple is really strong, but he knows better that he cannot rely on the woman in plain skirt for everything! Moreover, his intuition tells him that the woman in plain skirt may be doing something big!
No matter what, he just wants to rely on himself now!
At this moment, Lord Xuanhuang suddenly said: "The legendary god may be about to appear!"
Ye Xuan looked at Master Xuanhuang, "What kind of existence is this legendary god?"
Lord Xuanhuang shook his head, "I don't know! They are too mysterious! My ancestor once came into contact with them, and then my ancestor disappeared!"
Ye Xuan frowned slightly, "Removed by them?"
Lord Xuanhuang said softly: "I don't know! With the strength of my ancestor back then...if the temple could easily get rid of him, then these gods would be too terrifying."
Ye Xuan was silent.
god!
Ye Xuan raised his head and looked into the depths of the starry sky. How many unknown strong men were there in this vast starry sky?
Along the way, he discovered that the stronger he was, the smaller he felt!
But now, the universe he is in is only four-dimensional, and there are five dimensions above the four-dimensional!
Thinking of this, he suddenly looked at Yanjia, "Miss Yanjia, tell me, are there any six or seven dimensions?"
Six dimensions?
In the field, everyone looked at Yan Jia.
Are there six dimensions?
Yan Jia said in a deep voice: "With all due respect, you haven't even understood the fourth dimension, so why do you worry about the fifth and sixth dimensions?"
Speaking of this, she looked at Ye Xuan, "Especially you, whether you can get out of the fourth dimension alive is a question. Why worry about the fifth and sixth dimensions?"
Ye Xuan: "......"
Jian Zizai suddenly said: "What Yan Jia said is right, people should not worry about things beyond their abilities."
As she said that, she looked at Ye Xuan, "You should be careful during this period. I'm going to find out who these legendary gods are, and I also want to get to know them by the way!"
Ye Xuan nodded, "Sister, be careful!"
Jian Zizai laughed, "Don't worry, so far, the only one who can definitely kill me is the owner of the three swords on the top of the tower."
When the voice fell, she had disappeared from the scene.
The owner of the three swords on the top of the tower!
In the field, Ye Xuan was silent for a moment, and then said: "Let's go!"
Soon, everyone left.
...
After everyone left, in the distant sky realm, in front of the Tianmen, a woman looked down coldly.
It was the white-haired woman!
At this moment, the white-haired woman looked cold and her eyes were as sharp as a sword, capable of killing people.
Next to the white-haired woman, there is an old man standing. The old man is wearing a robe. On the robe, there are various mysterious runes painted on it. These runes are of different colors, rotate strangely, and contain mysterious meanings.
strength.
This person is the master of the temple!
Divine Master!
A profession that has almost disappeared from the Xuanhuang world. No, it should be said that now, except for the temple, there are no divine masters in the entire Xuanhuang world!
At this time, the white-haired woman suddenly asked, "Master Zhang, where is Ye Xuan's origin? This person is indeed quite mysterious!"
Master Zhang was silent.
The white-haired woman looked at Divine Master Zhang, "Why, you can't even detect it?"
Divine Master Zhang said softly: "I found some!"
The white-haired woman said: "Say!"
Master Zhang opened his palms, and a mirror appeared in his palms. The next moment, a scene appeared in the mirror.
It was in an unknown world. Countless monsters were flying past in the sky. On the horizon, thunder and lightning kept falling, making the whole earth tremble.
The white-haired woman suddenly frowned, "The ancient demon clan!"
Zhang Tianshi nodded, "Keep reading!"
The white-haired woman stared at the mirror, and the image in the mirror suddenly changed:
In a mountain range, a little boy who was only seven or eight years old was running with a little girl with a dirty face on his back. The little boy's shoes were torn, there were wounds everywhere on his feet, and his hands were stained red with blood.
foot.
Above the heads of the little boy and the little girl, there was lightning and thunder, and countless monsters flew past. The coercion of heaven and earth and the powerful aura of monsters swept across the earth, just like the end of the world.
The little boy carried the little girl on his back and came to a narrow crevice in the mountain. The crevice was so small that it could just accommodate the two children.
The little boy wiped the sweat from his face. He hugged the little girl next to him tightly and said in a trembling voice: "Qing'er, don't be afraid... I'm here!"
He may not even realize that his voice is trembling.
The little girl held the little boy's arm tightly with her two little hands. She looked outside through the cracks in the mountain. Countless thunder and lightning flashed in the sky outside, and various behemoths flew past from time to time.
The little girl whispered: "Brother... what are those electricity? And those flying ones, why do they eat people..."
The little boy glanced at the sky. Thunder and lightning were falling from time to time. Every time a thunder and lightning fell, there would be a deafening explosion, and the whole world would tremble.
The little boy's throat rolled, and his voice became more and more trembling, "Well, those lightning...Daddy said, they were sent down by God to punish us..."
"punish?"
The little girl looked at the little boy with a puzzled face, "Why, why? Did we do something wrong?"
The little boy hugged the little girl tightly, with a hint of crying, "Daddy...Daddy said, God wants us to die, I, we have to die...Daddy and mother both
, are all dead, I, we must live well..."
The little girl turned her head and looked at the world outside the gap, with a little confusion in her little eyes.
Did you do anything wrong?
Why does God punish Himself?
Outside the cracks in the mountains, the sky and the earth are covered by countless thunder and lightning, and all kinds of monsters are rampant. It is simply a purgatory on earth.
In the crevice of the mountain, two children hugged each other tightly, shivering.
night.
The little girl hugged the little boy tightly, "Brother, I...I'm hungry."
The little boy quickly took out half of the steamed bun and handed it to the little girl's hand, "Qing, Qing'er eat..."
The little girl took a bite and seemed to have thought of something. She handed it to the little boy, "Brother, you, you eat too..."
The little boy pursed his lips, and then a smile appeared on his pale face, "Brother, brother has eaten...Qing'er has eaten."
As he spoke, he deliberately patted his belly.
The little girl believed it.
midnight.
Outside the cracks in the mountain, there were still lightning and thunder, as well as the roar of the big demon from time to time, and countless screams resounded on the ground.
In the crevice of the mountain, the little boy hugged the little girl tightly. His voice was a little weak, "Qing... Qing'er... Brother remember, you, you seem to like practicing swordsmanship!"
The little girl nodded and hugged the little boy tightly, "Qing'er wants to protect her brother, father and mother..."
The little boy suddenly cried.
However, the little girl in the dark night did not see it.
The little boy gently kissed the little girl's forehead, "Qing'er...if you become more powerful in the future, you must...must...keep it safe."
........Protect those who are as weak as us...mother and...father...if there is someone to protect...
To protect, just... not to die... and... and... to protect those outside...
...Those...what gods beat them to death...They...good or bad...good or bad...
.Brother is so hungry... so hungry..."
Daybreak.
The little boy was motionless, his body was cold, but he was still holding the little girl tightly with both hands.
Half an hour later, the little girl buried the little boy in the crevice of the mountain. She was in front of the crevice, and her tears just kept flowing.
The next day, the little girl got up, turned around and walked towards the outside of the mountains. On the way, she met some corpses. She walked to one of the corpses and took out a sword from the corpse. She held it with both hands.
Holding the sword, her eyes showed an indifference and coldness that did not match her age, "From now on, you will be called Xingdao Sword, and follow me to do justice for heaven."
Just like that, the little girl held the sword and walked towards the outside of the mountains...
The screen stops.
In front of Tianmen, the white-haired woman narrowed her eyes slightly, "Is that little boy him?"
Master Zhang said in a deep voice: "The most important thing is the little girl!"
The white-haired woman looked at Master Zhang, "Is that little girl the woman in plain skirt?"
Master Zhang nods and you continue reading.
The white-haired woman looked at the mirror. In the mirror, the picture changed again.
At this time, I don’t know how many years later, it was still that mountain range, or that mountain crevice. In front of that mountain crevice, stood a woman in a plain skirt.
The woman in plain skirt stood in front of the crack in the mountain. She just stood there, and the tears in her eyes just flowed...