This is the mysterious place left behind after the end of ancient times.
It is rumored that one can obtain the legendary godhead among them.
But at this moment, Mo Wangchen came here, and he was surprised to find that his identity had also changed.
He became Ji Changkong when he was a child. Although he was only ten years old, what is surprising is that at the age of ten, Ji Changkong was already at the level of the Saint.
In ancient times, although the geniuses were brilliant and the monsters were everywhere, they were able to achieve the level of saints at the age of ten.
Looking at Mo Wangchen’s previous knowledge, it is simply unheard of!
No wonder that after the God King came to Tiangang with his children, the ancient royal family felt threatened, and all the kings came out to surround and kill Ji Changkong and Ji Ziyue.
This kind of talent is too terrifying. Once it grows up, who can defeat it?
"Dad, where are we going?"
As King Ji Shen walked in the uncultivated mountains, Mo Wangchen could hear Ji Ziyue's childish voice coming into his ears from time to time.
"Ziyue hasn't seen her mother for many days. Dad, why don't we go back?"
"Dad, why don't you say anything? Ziyue is hungry and Ziyue wants to eat."
"Daddy..."
Along the way, Mo Wangchen remained silent, and similarly, King Ji Shen did not say a word.
Let Ji Ziyue follow him and chatter non-stop. Finally, after walking for who knows how long, little Ziyue seemed to be a little tired, so she got into the arms of King Ji Shen and fell asleep peacefully.
The sky was dark, as if a heavy rain was coming, but no raindrops fell.
From time to time, you can hear a few thunderous explosions, and the thunder reverberates throughout the wasteland mountains.
When night fell, King Ji Shen finally stopped. With Xiao Ziyue in his arms, he took Mo Wangchen to the foot of an ancient tree, intending to spend the night there.
The bonfire was lit, illuminating the surrounding darkness. The mountains at night were extremely quiet, without the sound of any birds, animals or frogs.
Little Ziyue did not wake up. She was placed on a small stone by King Ji Shen and continued to sleep peacefully.
Mo Wangchen sat quietly aside and never said a word from the beginning to the end.
He had many doubts in his heart, not because he didn't want to ask, but because he was afraid that once he opened his mouth, something would be revealed.
After all, although now he has become the Ji Changkong he was when he was a child, Mo Wang doesn't have any memory of the other person in his mind except his appearance.
"The sky..."
King Ji Shen sat in front of the bonfire, seemingly meditating for a long time, during which Mo Wangchen kept looking at him from time to time.
He could see a hint of sadness flashing through the God King's deep eyes from time to time.
"father?"
Hearing the God King suddenly calling his name, Mo Wangchen was startled and looked around in confusion.
"God King Futian Jue, what level have you reached in your cultivation?"
King Ji Shen's eyes fell on Mo Wangchen, and his words were extremely calm, as if he was asking about a common thing.
"God King Futian Jue?"
Mo Wangchen's face was startled, and there was no memory of this so-called technique in his mind.
"My child... my child doesn't remember..."
Although he didn't want to answer, Mo Wangchen had to bite the bullet and could only say this.
King Ji Shen looked at him quietly and did not speak for a long time. Facing his gaze, Mo Wangchen became even more furious. Was he going to be exposed now?
"well……"
While Mo Wangchen was thinking this, he heard a sigh from King Ji Shen, and he said, "Well, even though you have inherited my god king's physique and have outstanding talents, but
But I haven’t liked to practice since I was a child. I’m afraid you didn’t take it to heart about the Divine King Futian Technique that I taught you earlier..."
"Today, my father is going to teach you this technique once. You must remember it." As soon as he finished speaking, King Ji Shen had already walked up to Mo Wangchen.
Mo Wangchen's heart was shaken and he was overjoyed. The God King's Futian Technique, he knew without thinking, that this was the inheritance of the God King, and it was a supreme method that surpassed the ancient immortal scriptures.
"Buzz!"
Without paying any attention to Mo Wangchen's inner thoughts, King Ji Shen pointed his finger between his eyebrows.
In an instant, an inexplicable power passed along the God King's fingers and passed into Mo Wangchen's mind.
I just felt a strange memory pouring into my mind, which made Mo Wangchen frown. This feeling was like having my mind in someone's hands and not being able to control it. It was not pleasant.
But fortunately, this feeling only lasted for a dozen breaths and then disappeared.
When King Ji Shen withdrew his fingers from between Mo Wangchen's eyebrows, his raised hand obviously trembled slightly, as if he had discovered something.
It seemed that nothing was found.
Mo Wangchen closed his eyes, immersed in a magical state, and did not notice the strange light flashing in King Ji Shen's eyes.
"Your mother has cultivated evil skills that are difficult to suppress. But this morning she became ruthless and wanted to kill her to prove the truth. I took you and Ziyue away from the Ji family for the sake of your safety."
"Please keep this God King Fu Tian Jue in mind. The outside world is in chaos. No matter how much you don't like to practice, you must improve your cultivation. If one day, my father is no longer with you.
Now, Ziyue’s safety can only depend on you..."
"Let's understand it well." After saying the final words, the figure of the God King also disappeared from the place.
He did not leave too far, but was somewhere in the nearby mountains, sitting quietly and cross-legged alone. There seemed to be many knots in his heart that could not be untied, and it would take a long time to figure them out.
"What a profound technique!"
After the God King left, Mo Wangchen was still immersed in that magical state.
He was shocked in his heart. In his mind, what the God King had just passed on was the God King's Futian Jue.
This is a supreme cultivation technique, which is several levels higher than the Mingyu Taiqing Kung Fu that Mo Wangchen had previously possessed.
If I really want to make a comparison, if Mingyu's Taiqing Gong is compared to the Huang-level martial arts, then the God King Futian Jue that I have now obtained is a heaven-level, or even an existence beyond the heaven-level!
"This Divine King Futian Technique has infinite benefits for my Divine King's body. Once practiced successfully, it can increase my combat power by at least several levels!"
I don't know how much time passed, until late at night, Mo Wangchen suddenly opened his eyes, an unparalleled light flashed in his eyes, and his whole person seemed to be reborn.
Beside her, Xiao Ziyue was still sleeping, as if she had never woken up, and she was still talking in her sleep from time to time, as if she was dreaming about her mother.
A seven or eight-year-old child should have grown up comfortably with his parents, but because his mother practiced evil arts and was ruthless and ruthless, his father had to take her and him away from the Ji family.
I am afraid that until now, Xiao Ziyue may not understand that she may never see her mother again in this life.