Lin Huang returned to the small mountain village again.
The decayed wooden bridge remains.
The ancient locust tree, filled with the dust of time, remains the same.
But this time, my state of mind was completely different from when I left before.
Last time, he was filled with doubts and confusion, sadness and sympathy.
But this time...the past is in the past, and the future will erase all sadness and dust.
Lin Huang soon appeared in front of the lonely tombstone in the back hill of the small mountain village...
He lifted the head of the Holy Infant Emperor and placed it gently in front of the tombstone. He said softly: "The head of the Holy Infant Emperor is not too strong... but my current ability only ends here. You can treat it as strong."
After buying and selling, I will give you the head of the Great Emperor and give you a battle flag!"
With that said, Lin Huang sat down and leaned against the tombstone...
With a click, the rotten tombstone broke directly.
Lin Huang suddenly froze on the spot, feeling a little embarrassed.
He grabbed a handful of soil, shaped another tombstone, and then mounted the head of the Holy Infant Emperor on the top of the tombstone as a decoration.
Lin Huang took out a bottle of wine and said, "Next time, if I can come to see you, it means I have succeeded. If I never show up, just think that I am still fighting. If anyone else comes in, just think that I am still fighting."
Dead!"
"It's strange... I should be considered the second-generation leader now, although Li Baiyi didn't say it. Moreover, even if he said it, it might not count. His original status in the Ming Cult should also be mediocre.
strange!"
"But just think of it as me!"
Lin Huang spilled the wine in the pot on the ground and chuckled: "I still like to be alone...but since I want to be the leader of the Ming Cult, I will work hard. If I can't do it well, you won't be able to climb out of the grave!"
"Do you have anything to tell me?"
Lin Huang asked.
In the void, there is only the breeze and nothing else.
"Why……"
Lin Huang sighed and shook his head. Then he knelt down and began to dig into the soil with his hands. However, within a moment, a corner of red cloth appeared in the soil.
Lin Huang pulled hard.
In an instant, a bloody flag that had been buried deep in the loess for thousands of years suddenly appeared in the void.
The battle flag is broken.
Blood red.
Stained with mottled blood.
Above the battle flag, the sun and moon are painted.
Under the dusk and setting sun, the big sun is silent and the lonely moon is stained with blood.
The battle flag implies a dragon pattern... Faintly, the voice of a blue dragon can be heard, roaring and roaring.
The broken sun-moon splendid dragon flag was flying slowly in the void... It was so broken that it no longer flew rustlingly, and no longer stirred people's blood.
It staggers like an old horse and whines in the void.
Lin Huang raised his hands, caught the fallen battle flag, and then put it on his shoulders!
"Let's go!"
Lin Huang turned his head, glanced at Tuoba Fu's grave, and spoke simply.
Then, he left the small mountain village without looking back.
…
On this day, three thousand years ago, the flag of the Sun and Moon King, which symbolized the Ming Dynasty, outside the tent of Emperor Ming Ai; the flag of the Sun and Moon King, which symbolized the resurrection of Tuoba, the leader of the Zuojia Ming Sect, reappeared in the world a thousand years ago!
…
In the pavilion in the Xuantian Divine Clan's forbidden area, Emperor Tianshu suddenly raised his head, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He didn't know whether he was happy or angry.
He knew that that invincible flag had reappeared after a thousand years of silence.
…
Outside Zhulu City, Lin Huang stepped onto the Fengqingtian Ancient Great Wall.
He was wearing a splendid dragon flag of the sun and moon, holding a moment knife, walking on the ancient Great Wall, looking at the vast yellow sand outside, he seemed to see ancient pictures.
Voices from thousands of years ago flooded into his ears like a tide.
The sound of fighting.
Roar.
Wails.
The sound of war drums.
A scene of thousands of armies clashing.
The quasi-emperor went to die again.
Mountains and rivers were annihilated.
The ground is overflowing with blood.
The strong human race was nailed to the ancient city wall.
…
Countless sounds, countless images.
They were constantly appearing around Lin Huang... He also saw many familiar figures in those pictures.
Xue Tianjun.
Xiao Yishan.
Li Baiyi.
Qin Changsheng.
Luo Bingxin.
Lu Shenzhou!
…
Those majestic figures, crossing the sky and the earth, fighting in blood. They are like wild dragons traversing the world, like tigers descending from the mountains to bite their enemies. They are also sacrificing and dying.
Lin Huang stretched out his hand to touch the city wall that showed traces of time, and passed it bit by bit. His voice slowly sounded in the void, like an emperor sighing:
"war!"
"Belief!"
"world!"
"common people!"
"Human race!"
"home!"
"home!"
"future!"
"Dark night!"
"dawn!"
Suddenly, Lin Huang's footsteps stopped.
He raised his head to regain his senses and looked in front of him...
Under his feet, there was a huge gap!
Dafeng Qingtian Ancient Great Wall is broken!
...It turns out that the gap in the Qingtian Ancient Great Wall of Dafeng was broken here.
Suddenly, Lin Huang flew up and looked down from a high altitude, only to see that the gap had disappeared and it looked complete.
Lin Huang suddenly understood.
The gap is not visible to ordinary people!
While thinking, Lin Huang waved his arm, and the Great Feng Qingtian Ancient Great Wall that he had obtained in the Eastern Spirit Realm suddenly appeared in his hand.
All of a sudden...
A terrifying attraction arose in the void, between the two sections of the Fengqingtian Ancient Great Wall.
Buzz.
Buzzing.
The terrifying attraction made the whole world begin to buzz.
The ancient Great Wall of Fengqingtian, which was located on the sky and the earth, shook, trembling along with the earth.
At this moment, there is an earthquake in the world!
In the void, Lin Huang also frowned.
Suddenly, he stood up from a cross-legged position in the void, and all his soul and power headed towards the Great Feng Qingtian Ancient Great Wall.
Dafeng Qingtian Ancient Great Wall is the most sacred artifact in the world.
If it were just like a mountain range and used as a defense system, it would be overkill. In this case, it would be a joke to leave the Fengqingtian Ancient Great Wall for Cangqiong Continent three thousand years ago before Emperor Ming Ai died.
This ancient Great Wall seems to be able to be refined.
Lin Huang is trying.
one day.
Two days.
Three days.
Lin Huang sat cross-legged on the Qingtian Ancient Great Wall like an ancient monk, motionless.
However... there was no progress.
He refined the section of Fengqingtian Ancient Great Wall that was previously hidden in his body. As for the other sections of the Great Wall, it was probably less than one millionth.
However, Lin Huang didn't seem disappointed.
If it were really easy to refine, it wouldn't be the number one artifact in the world.
He stood up, stood on the beacon tower of the Fengqingtian Ancient Great Wall that he had refined, and looked up into the void.
"Xiao Hei!"
Lin Huang opened his mouth.
On the ancient Great Wall, a black dragon suddenly appeared, looking up at the forest wilderness.
Lin Huang gently untied the sun and moon embroidered dragon flag, used the body of the blue dragon as the flag, and hung it on Xiao Hei's body.
Then he stepped lightly.
All of a sudden.
There are flames rising from the dead beacon tower.
Lin Huang grabbed Xiao Hei, who was wearing the embroidered dragon flag of the sun and moon, with one hand and threw it into the sky. Then he spoke, and his voice began to resound through every corner of the sky continent...