With the disappearance of the Bat Saint Clan, Su Ming returned to the Ming Clan Valley with Complex and the three beads transformed by the three generations of Barbarian Gods.
The rainy season has not ended yet, and the rain between heaven and earth is as continuous as a bead curtain. Most of the people living in the valley are at the entrance of the cave, looking outside, silently scolding.
Facing the rain, Su Ming returned to his cave in the valley. After sitting down cross-legged there, he closed his eyes, and scenes of the Bat Saints emerged in his mind.
After a long time, Su Ming lowered his head and opened his right hand. In the palm of his hand, the three beads emitted a faint light, absorbing the surrounding light.
"These three beads should be the soul bodies mentioned by the third generation of barbarian gods. They are also the things that I was asked to place in the Yu Dynasty. But...is the Yu Dynasty still there?" Su Ming clenched his palms in silence.
, after putting away the three beads, he thought of the stone tablet that now had no writing.
"The legacy of one generation was wiped out in three generations... What a decisive Lie Shanxiu!" Su Ming murmured, and he could vaguely feel the state of mind of the generation of Barbarian God Lie Shanxiu when he left.
"In this way, it is impossible for the fourth generation of Barbarian Gods to reappear. Without the Barbarian God inheritance, the future path depends on how the Barbarians go..." Su Ming lowered his head and glanced at the hair on his fingers, his eyes suddenly
It flickered.
"Have the Barbarian God Lie Shanxiu really ignored the barbarians and cut off their blood ties... If so, how do you explain this hair..."
"Moreover, with how strong Lie Shanxiu was back then, how could he not have foreseen the crisis that the barbarians would face after he left? In this case, in addition to leaving a legacy, even if this legacy is extinguished in three generations, I don't believe that he will have any more
Leave the rest behind!
He must have been very confident before he left calmly... And the skeletal old man from the Yinling clan once said, I am the fourth person to break through the eight halls and stand in front of him. The first one I think is the first generation.
Barbarian God Lishanxiu, the third one before me, may be the three great barbarian gods, so who is the second one...?"
Su Ming frowned and began to think deeply.
"The remaining words of the third-generation Barbarian God did not mention that the second-generation Barbarian God also came to the Nine Yin Realm. In this case, who could this second person be... It may be the second-generation Barbarian God, or maybe... No
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Su Ming pondered for a moment. He didn't have many clues about this matter and it was difficult to analyze the facts, so he suppressed his doubts and stopped thinking about it for the time being.
"It can be half a month or a month before the world spirit awakens as mentioned by the Yinling clan. Now it has been several days and there is not much time left..." Su Ming crossed his knees and his consciousness spread out, covering the valley.
At that time, he found Nangong Hen who was meditating and told him about his departure.
Nangong Hen opened his eyes suddenly while meditating, and his breathing became rapid. Without any hesitation, he immediately walked out of the cave and headed straight for Su Ming.
A moment later, in Su Ming's cave, Nangong Hen stood respectfully aside.
"Observe the earth-shaking changes in the sky at any time in the near future. When the time comes, I will choose to leave this place, but this trip may be extremely dangerous, or I may never return.
Inform all the Ming clan members about this matter and give me an answer whether you want to go or stay." Su Ming looked at Nangong Hen and spoke slowly.
Nangong Hen was silent for a long time, nodded, turned and left.
After Nangong Hen left, Su Ming pondered for a moment, then stood up and walked out of the cave. The rain was pouring outside, and the big raindrops fell on the rocks, making a slight pattering sound, but they were very dense.
It formed a sound wave, making it difficult to hear how much rain fell in that moment of popping sound.
In the rain, Su Ming walked in the valley, along the gorge road, towards the depths of the valley. There was the animal bone altar of the Nine Yin Realm, and it was also the place where the Witch Clan's spiritual medium was born.
Since he was leaving in a short time, Su Ming wanted to feel the strangeness of this place at the animal bone altar before leaving.
As Su Ming stepped into the periphery of the altar step by step, the first thing he saw was the tomb bag on the ground covered in the hazy rain, and the words on the tomb bag.
Each stone tablet is engraved with the names of all the people who died in the past fifteen years.
After walking through the graves, Su Ming saw Tiemu's grave. He stood there in silence for a long time and continued walking.
Not long after, as Su Ming was walking forward, he heard slight calls in his ears. The calls were not one, but in groups, giving people the feeling of being boundless. The surrounding rain was even more hazy and even blurry.
There were traces of mist seeping out from the earth, rising into the air, and filling the eyes.
Su Ming paused. In front of him was a huge altar. The altar was so high that due to the blur of the ground, the top could not be seen. Only a staircase could be seen spreading down.
The stairs were dark red, revealing blood, as if countless years of blood had been deposited here. In the dryness, it merged with the altar, causing the rainwater falling on it to turn into red and flow, but it could not
Wash it completely.
Su Ming looked at the altar and stairs in front of him. After thinking for a moment, he stepped up. The moment he stepped onto the first step of the stairs, a low roar that echoed in all directions suddenly came to his ears.
"Roar!" It's just a voice, but it's earth-shattering, like thunder in the rain. It's more clear all around, from the graves and from the patches of land, hunched and fuzzy souls emerge instantly. This
The sound is the result of their roaring at the same time!
"The place where psychics were born..." Su Ming's eyes flashed and he walked up the second step, step by step, until he finally stood on the top of the altar. There, he saw the ground on the top of the altar.
A thick skeleton was nailed to the altar. The skeleton had no flesh and blood, only bones. It seemed like it was raising its head, opening its mouth, and shouting to the sky.
Su Ming shrank his eyes. The way the skeleton was nailed to the ground reminded him of the old man in yellow robe who was transformed from the skeleton in the ninth hall of the Yinling Clan's mountain peak!
Su Ming looked at the skeleton carefully for a few times, then his eyes fell into the distance. At this glance, his whole body suddenly shook, and his eyes flashed with brilliance.
This is the first time he has stood on this altar. This is the first time he has looked into the distance here. In his eyes, the altar like this under his feet is endless and forms a long queue, spreading to the extreme.
a faraway place.
He couldn't count how many there were. There was a skeleton on each altar. If it was just like this, Su Ming wouldn't be so shocked. As he looked, on these countless altars, except for the skeleton, there were all
With someone!
A man wearing white clothes, with flowing hair, looking into the distance!
That's Su Ming!
After a long time, Su Ming withdrew his gaze and looked at the way he came. Everything there was as usual. He could see the tomb under the stairs, as well as the gorge road and valley behind the tomb.
When Su Ming turned around and looked at the distance in front of the altar again, the strange scene just now appeared again. Su Ming looked at countless altars, countless bones, and countless selves. He frowned. For this kind of
The changes, he believed, were caused by illusions.
His body swayed and turned into a rainbow. The altar closest to him was in his eyes. But almost at the moment he moved his body, his figures on the countless altars in front of him all moved.
, the same is true, even if the altar spreads endlessly, countless more altars were added in an instant.
Standing on the second altar, Su Ming frowned even more tightly. Although he guessed that this place was caused by an illusion, he could not explain why. The road ahead was endless and it was difficult to reach the deepest point.
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"Array..." Su Ming stepped back and turned into a rainbow and returned to the first altar. Until he retreated to the stairs, everything disappeared, the rain around him remained, and the illusion that Su Ming thought disappeared.
"There are still ten days..." When Su Ming frowned and thought, suddenly, a vicissitudes of voice suddenly came from beside him. This voice was very weak, and there was no warning before it appeared.
Su Ming turned around, and behind him, a figure appeared at some point. That figure was the yellow-robed old man from the Yinling tribe, but his body was illusory and transparent, making it look very unreal.
"Ten days later, the world spirit wakes up. You can take your people and leave. I will also ask this magic weapon to send me home according to its trajectory after it is activated..." The old man smiled and looked at Su Ming.
"Where is the altar here?" Su Ming suddenly asked.
"This is a teleportation array within the magic weapon. It is unique to our Yin Sheng Realm. Where we call it... a mirror." The old man looked at the array and said slowly.
"Don't you think it's like the world in the mirror when people look at it? There are countless selves, countless of them are exactly the same. If you move, it will move. If you don't move, it will stop." The old man's voice filled the air.
All around, it's erratic.
"Since it is a teleportation array, where is the place where it teleports?" Su Ming frowned.
"The world of mirrors! There is a positive and a negative in the universe. This formation is the boundary. Unfortunately, it is not complete yet. With the power of my Yin Sheng True Realm, I can only achieve this and cannot completely perfect it.
Do you want to take a look at the world in the mirror?" The old man looked at Su Ming and spoke softly.
"How to do it?" Su Ming's eyes flashed.
"As long as you can transcend the changes caused by your movements in this formation and persist, when all your mirror images are difficult to imitate, you will be able to see the world of mirrors.
This is a hidden law that exists in the world today. Our Yin Holy World calls it the Law of Human Escape... In our Yin Holy World, many strong people believe that if this law is thoroughly studied, it will be a path to escape.
The road to the great road." The old man spoke with emotion and glanced at Su Ming. His body gradually became illusive and finally disappeared transparently.
"There is no danger in this formation, but you cannot retreat. If you take a step back, you have to start all over again. I have opened the formation for you. As the first person in countless thousands of years to have the opportunity to walk in this formation, this is the friendship of my Yinling clan.