Chapter five hundred and ninety-ninth myth, the source of the cage
The sky is falling and the earth is falling, like the end of the world.
The entire dragon's stomach seemed to burst!
Gastric juices splash and death swirls.
The huge dragon roar broke the boundaries of space and time and exploded in Yuan Chen's ears.
For an instant, Yuan Chen's eyes flashed, and another picture suddenly appeared.
The place has not changed, but the place is indeed glittering with gold and silver sand.
This is like the dragon's internal treasure space.
At a certain moment, Yuan Chen raised his head, and a sword light fell down like an eternity.
The sky cracked and the earth collapsed, sounds, colors and vitality were all disintegrated and disappeared in the sword light.
There was no loud roar, but a horrified roar still sounded in Yuan Chen's heart. It was unwillingness and regret.
Yuan Chen has never felt such complicated emotions before.
This is actually a true portrayal of the life before death. They have too many things they want to do, but in the end they only have regrets.
"Human, after picking up this sword in your hand, you will embark on a road of no return. This road is full of danger and terror. You can't even imagine who your enemy is. If you put down this sword, I will
Grant you the power of the dragon soul and the body of a true dragon, so that you can become as powerful as a dragon god in all the worlds."
Yuan Chen looked at the stone sword in his hand, and then at the floating old man appearing in front of him. He suddenly smiled and said: "Who is stronger or weaker, you or this sword?"
The old man was silent. He looked at the young man coldly and said, neither salty nor coldly: "Human beings are so smart that they are misled by their cleverness. Everyone wants to be the son of destiny. It's ridiculous that this sword is an exclusive thing and not only those with high talent can use it."
, so what if you get it?"
"Sooner or later you will die in the hands of this sword, it kills its master!"
The old man suddenly smiled. He had just given a warning and began to explain again: "I am different. I am just a remnant soul with no possibility of recovery. What I want to do now is to pass on my bloodline to the Dragon God.
This entire clan will not be wiped out in my hands."
Yuan Chen held the restless sword in his arms and let him feel where his true body was, while he said silently: "It's true what you said, but what about the people who came before? Didn't they take you out? Or did they?
Say, you think their talents are not high, so you killed them all?"
"Human, how could I hurt innocent people? Ever since I died, I have been lurking in this little dragon's body and I have never encountered any other dragons at all."
"Haha, is it true?" Yuan Chen stopped talking nonsense. His true body had already established some contact with Shi Jian.
Sure enough, this should be something intrinsic.
But why do the things of the original body appear here?
Logically speaking, it is impossible for the body to leave the source world.
Not only can't you leave the source world, you can't even leave the sourceless forest.
The loneliness of the original body and the determination to pursue freedom finally became a disease after being fettered by countless years, and then Yuan Chen was born.
Of course, this is all Yuan Chen's own imagination. How specific it is, we still need to wait until we see Mo Lihe to ask.
To be honest, he trusted Mo Lihe and others, and he had the most basic trust in his team.
Even if they get rid of the imprint of Yuan Chen, they may still be willing to help Yuan Chen.
But as for how long it can last, it's hard to say.
Three years is really a long time.
Tianyuanjie, Linyuan City, Xiaobei Inn.
"My uncle never pays for meals, what can you do to me? My father is the city lord... his number one guard!" A careless young man kicked over the table and chair in front of him, pushed the waiter who was asking for money, and turned around.
Leave domineeringly.
But before the dashing figure stood up, a white half plate flew over and hit the young man's head hard, causing blood to flow.
"I'll kill you!? How brave are you!" The young man climbed up from the door of Xiaobei Inn. As soon as he touched the blood on his head, he immediately jumped up in anger and wanted to tear down the door plaque of the inn.
Who would have thought that suddenly a piece of light white hair fell from the sky, directly pressing the boy's head and hitting it back to the ground.
This time the boy spurted blood from his mouth and his whole body felt bad.
"I... must find my father, arrest you all, and whip you to death one by one!" The young man spat out another tooth viciously, and his whole body felt a little bad.
In the distance, three people were approaching vaguely.
They didn't take the young man seriously and walked straight past him.
When a tall young man passed by the boy, he also lost two or three white hairs.
Then, the boy's body, which was originally trying to get up, seemed to be carrying another ten thousand kilograms of weight, and fell directly to the ground. This time, even the outline of a person was pressed into the ground.
Two men and one woman walked into the inn, and after some negotiation, they were taken to the second floor.
The second floor is very deserted, much quieter than the first floor.
A teenager was drawing something at his desk, and a little boy was holding his chin and looking curiously at everything outside the window.
The little boy wanted to go out, but every time he did this, the boy at the desk would always knock on the desk.
Every time at this time, the little boy would lie down on the rocking chair in anger and close his eyes to practice.
Over the past three years, this has become the norm.
However, neither the little boy nor the boy sitting at his desk felt anything, because three years was nothing to them, and the years had already been unable to leave the traces they should have on them.
The little boy curiously asked: "Is this human being a fool? Doesn't he know that the plaque was written and hung by the city lord himself? Isn't he slapping the city lord in the face?"
The boy at the desk glanced at the three people who came, then smiled slightly and replied: "He is not stupid, but he really doesn't know. After all, that happened three years ago. Three years ago, his father was not with the city lord.
First guard."
"But passers-by must know, right? Why didn't anyone come to tell them?" The little boy also saw the two strangers coming, but pretended not to see them. He just asked the question in his mind and waited for the answer.
The young man at the desk smiled and said nothing. The tall and handsome young man understood and said with a smile: "Because they can't bear the roar of the city lord, rather than being involved and losing their lives, it is better to just sit back and watch. What's more, the young man's character is so bad,
It is estimated that few people in the entire city are willing to help him."
"Waiter, send this letter to the city lord's palace." The waiter stepped forward to take the letter, and then respectfully left.
Looking at the waiter's pace and rhythm, he doesn't look like an ordinary waiter at all, he looks more like a master who hides in the city.
"Here is a glass of water that has been soaked by the ring. Drinking it can suppress your Xingyuan evil spirit." The girl stepped forward to take the glass and drank it directly.
Then he turned around and disappeared.
He has been discovered. It is too dangerous to stay here. If he is discovered and gets caught in a pot, it will be bad.
The boy at the desk looked at Ao Yu and Tiger King and suddenly smiled.
In his eyes, Ao Yu's dragon horns and Tiger King's neck were shrouded in a white light. The feeling was unmistakable, it was definitely left by Koshihiko Bei.
No, it should be said to be left by Shi Yuan.
Over the course of three years, Mo Lihe compiled information about Yueguang Bei.
This information not only comes from his own cognition, nor does it only come from the invaders of the Source World, but also from the legends of the Tianyuan World.
"You two, I have a story here. Do you want to hear it?"
"Bad guy, I've been with you for so long and you haven't even told me a story. Chaos, I'm not happy anymore."
In response, Mo Lihe just smiled and did not answer.
Little Chaos always looks like this a few days a month, like a child, and there is no need to pay attention at all.
"Please!" Tiger King raised his hand to invite Mo Lihe to speak.
Although we don’t understand each other yet, a glance from someone who shares the same path is much stronger than a thousand words.
"Sit down." Mo Lihe sorted out his copywriting, which had nothing to do with the story. He didn't want the false news he assumed to be leaked, not even to Little Chaos.
Of course, one time, Little Chaos took a really curious look, and then he never looked at it again.
It's not that he doesn't want to see it, it's that he can't understand it.
From then on, Xiao Chaos never looked at it again.
"Although the relics of myths and legends are no longer seen in all the worlds, the myths and legends of that era were passed down orally, and they are still passed down to this day. I believe you two also know something about it. For example, the Dragon Clan belongs to the Sea Clan, and the Human Clan once
Weak, like Nuwa patching up the sky."
With just a few words, Tiger King and Ao Yu's minds were completely attracted.
"Where did Nuwa's patchwork stone for patching the sky come from? Ancient books record that Nuwa traveled across mountains and rivers to search all over the world, but she could never find the material used to patch the sky. She searched hundreds of times for it.
The stone was looking back for a moment. Nuwa was washing her face by a very ordinary water somewhere, and accidentally discovered a colorful spiritual stone in the water. Her heartstrings moved, she counted it with her fingers, and she immediately beamed with joy and recognized it as a stone to repair the sky."
Tiger King frowned a little, but Ao Yu felt nothing because he had already read it in the book.
Tiger King said in a low voice: "There is something strange at this time. How can there be so many coincidences?"
Mo Lihe snapped his fingers and said: "Yes, such a coincidence is impossible in myths and legends. Even if Nuwa has the luck of all living beings, she cannot look back and see things that do not exist in this world."
Mo Lihe smiled and said: "But it would be different if she 'took' it from a certain place. That place cannot be answered in words, so even Nuwa herself cannot talk about the name of that place."
"Let's call it the source. Let's assume that it is the source of all spirits and the origin of everything. If Nuwa went there with her strong strength and made transactions with the creatures there, she might have sacrificed a lot for the sake of all living beings.
a lot of."
"That shouldn't be the source world, right?"
When King Tiger heard this, he couldn't sit still.
He jumped up like a cat whose tail was stepped on.
Mo Lihe smiled and shook his head: "I am 98.2% certain that the place of origin is not the source world."
"What is the source world?" Ao Yu was a little confused.
Mo Lihe signaled Tiger King to sit down, and he continued: "Based on the information from all the worlds and even the Heavenly Source Realm, I will temporarily call the Source Realm the 'Cage of the Source'."