A ray of colorful rays of light fell on Mo Heng, who was sincerely praying for blessings.
Suddenly, the scene in front of him began to change... Countless illusory scenes, like clouds and smoke in the past, kept flickering in his eyes.
Wait until the scenery subsides.
He discovered…
I came to an ancient tribe.
Within the tribe, a creature wearing a red robe and holding a unicorn horn with a patterned turtle shell in his hand, just like him, was kneeling in front of a huge memorial ceremony.
There is a huge bronze tripod at the memorial ceremony.
There were three tortoise shells placed inside the cauldron. At this moment, an old man stood in front of the bronze cauldron and kept chanting ancient and jerky words, like a scripture!
"Where is this?"
Mo Heng looked around, with confusion on his face. Could it be that he had fallen into an illusion? Or... was he teleported here by a powerful person?
To know…
The Mighty One has extraordinary means and can tear apart space, introduce living beings into the gaps in space, and transmit them to any place in the world through the power of heaven and earth.
It was just that it was in the red space before.
Mo Heng didn't remember that there were other living beings there, but being trapped here, he could clearly feel a strong sense of reality...
Such a vision.
It’s really puzzling!
"By the way...it's those huge pupils!" Mo Heng couldn't help but shudder. It's hard to imagine who those eyes that even heaven and earth fear are...
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Confused.
From the bronze tripod on the altar in front of Mo Heng, three mournful sounds suddenly came out, followed by pieces of patterned tortoise shell, floating slowly from the hands of the creature with unicorn horns...
He also has a patterned tortoise shell in his hand.
But unlike other scaly creatures, the patterned tortoise shell in Mo Heng's hand was the golden tortoise shell that he obtained in the mysterious space in his early years. Although it was accompanied by golden light rising into the sky, it never left the palm of his hand.
"The people of my clan inherit the ancient will and guard the long river of destiny..."
The old man in front of the altar kept talking in front of the crowd, but when he said a certain paragraph, Mo Heng's body stiffened. It seemed because he understood the sentence!
"Guarding the river of destiny?"
"Ancient Will?"
"Who are these guys?"
Mo Heng looked at the unicorn-horned creature next to him, and then realized that except for a pair of red horns on his forehead, the other features were the same as those of the human race!
The only problem.
There is no record of this ancient race in the ancient books of the Daoling Dynasty, as if there is no trace of them in the world!
At this time.
The old man in front of the altar has finished stating the ancient characters in his mouth. The tortoise shells with patterns all over the sky, as if they have spiritual powers, are flying towards the ancient bronze tripod.
Immediately, the three tortoise shells in the bronze cauldron bloomed with endless red. The sky was filled with red, and soon the clan's sky was reflected in a sea of red!
"what happened?"
Mo Heng looked curious. He stared at the red glow in the sky. Before he could think about it, a bright red tortoise shell flew towards him.
Turtle shells struck him on the head.
Suddenly his eyes blurred and he lost consciousness!
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Chiluoshan
It is an eternal forbidden land of the Xuanyan tribe. It is said that on the top of the mountain, there is an ancient talisman that communicates with the heavens!
Only those who obtain the talisman can steal the secrets of heaven and explore eternity for the first time...
Mo Heng opened his eyes.
Finding himself in an ancient barren mountain, he felt a sharp pain in his mind, and subconsciously wanted to recall what had happened before.
It's a pity...
His memories from Beilu Realm are being lost like crazy.
Instead…
It’s another kind of memory!
"Brother Xuanyu, you're awake." A woman's tender voice came from beside him. Mo Heng turned his head and found a girl in a white dress looking at him with concern.
She has delicate eyebrows and a beautiful face. Although she is only sixteen or seventeen years old, she is a rare beauty.
"Xuan Su...why are you here?"
Mo Heng was a little curious. He remembered that when he went to Chiluo Mountain, the taboo on the mountain had been opened, and even those who communicated with the three-fold life wheel could not easily break in.
The Xuanyan tribe uses communication with the will of heaven and earth as their path to spiritual cultivation.
There are seven wheels of life.
Every weight.
All mean the strength of the ability to communicate the will of heaven and earth!
It's a pity that from ancient times to the present, the most powerful wizard of the Xuanyan tribe has only communicated with the four life wheels, and there is still a long way to go before transcending eternity.
"I...I followed brother Xuan Yu and sneaked in." The girl smiled slightly, as if she was saying something ordinary.
"Sneaking in? Xuan Su, are you crazy? Do you know how dangerous Chiluoshan is?"
Mo Heng's expression immediately changed.
As a forbidden area for the Xuanyan tribe, the entire Chiluo Mountain is full of dangers. If you are not careful, you will encounter the terrifying candle beast!
To know…
Each of those candle beasts has reached the third level of life wheel realm, and can easily wipe out their lives!
"But grandpa said that if we cannot find the ancient talisman that communicates with God this time, our Xuanyan tribe will be completely replaced by other tribes."
The girl sighed leisurely, looking extremely depressed.
"Ancient Fu Zhao? Do those illusory things really exist?" Mo Heng smiled bitterly. But in his heart, he did not dare to doubt... because it was a blessing given by God!
Looking at the ancient barren mountains in front of me.
Mo Heng gritted his teeth and walked up with Xuan Su.
…
Three months later.
Mo Heng returned from Chiluo Mountain covered in blood.
In his arms, a young girl lay quietly. The girl's body was covered in blood, with a peaceful look on her face.
She is dead…
All traces of life have disappeared in the long river of time.
However, the elders of the Xuanyan tribe did not show sadness because of this.
They were filled with ecstasy, as if they had foreseen the future.
because…
Mo Heng found the ancient Fu Zhao at the cost of Xuan Su's life!
Three years later.
Invasion from other tribes.
Because of the appearance of the ancient Fu Zhao, the Xuanyan tribe successfully communicated with God, and many wizards with five life wheels appeared.
Including Mo Heng!
As a wizard favored by the ancient Fu Zhao, he was also gifted by God and achieved the fourth level of the Wheel of Life.
Thirty years later.
It has been fifteen years since the Li Xuanyan tribe defeated other tribes and ruled the ancient Daze.
Over the past fifteen years, Mo Heng's status in the tribe has been getting higher and higher! But he still can't forget the scene in Chiluo Mountain decades ago.
He firmly believes in the existence of God.
He believed... that the dead Xuan Su could be resurrected.
Three hundred years later.
Mo Heng achieved the fifth level of the Wheel of Life, and he became the only powerful wizard in the Xuanyan tribe for thousands of years to achieve the fifth level of the Wheel of Life without the help of ancient talismans.
He inherited the clan's leadership.
Rule the ancient swamp and shock the ages!
Three thousand years later.
Mo Heng's cultivation reached the bottleneck of the fifth level of life wheel.
He knows...
It's time to complete the obsession of the past.
So he used the reason of seclusion as a reason to jump alone and go to Chiluo Mountain, the forbidden area of Xuanyan tribe.
Just to see God with my own eyes again.
Thirty thousand years later.
The ancient Daze is once again in turmoil.
The former Xuanyan tribe died one after another due to powerful wizards, and was eventually replaced by other tribes.
The arrogant tribe perished.
Three hundred thousand years later.
A man in white walked out of Chiluo Mountain, the ruins of the Xuanyan tribe.
Beside him.
A girl of about sixteen or seventeen years old, Mo, was looking around with a rosy face. Everything was full of freshness in her eyes.
"Brother Xuanyu...it's so beautiful here. It's many times more beautiful than the bare mountain tops." The girl smiled, without any worries or worries.
"Xuan Su, as long as you like it, everything here belongs to you."
The man promised, his eyes glowing with red light. He is already a powerful wizard of the Seventh Level Life Wheel, achieving eternity. No one in this ancient Daze can be his opponent.
Morning and evening.
Year after year.
On an isolated island, a girl plays among thousands of flowers, sparkling like stars in the vast ancient sky, twinkling like a scene from nature.
The man sits aside.
Looking up at the sky, at this moment, he seemed to feel that he had seen the future, the fate of the Xuanyan clan...and the inescapable shackles in the universe.
He tried to communicate between heaven and earth...
Unfortunately, heaven and earth did not respond. It turned out that many years ago, he had killed heaven with his own hands and replaced heaven and earth.
memory picture.
It ends abruptly here.
…
…
A dream, a dream, a vicissitude through the ages.
Mo Heng opened his eyes.
He returned to his former clan, and the unicorn creatures all around him knelt on the spot to pray. Their eyes were sincere and their words spoke incomprehensible words.
Three red tortoise shells.
Floating on the top of the sky, exuding dazzling red light.
everything…
It all seemed like a snap of the fingers.
Mo Heng looked confused. He didn't know what had just happened, and he didn't know why he felt sad for no reason. He only remembered that he had a dream, a very long dream!
Red fills the sky.
Mo Heng seemed to be tired and didn't want to kneel down. He wanted to stand up, but there was an invisible shackle firmly restraining his body.
He struggled to break free.
The unicorn-horned creatures with humble eyes around him seemed to have noticed him, and their originally calm expressions suddenly became unkind.
At this time.
An ancient lamentation.
The sound rang out from Mo Heng's body, like an ancient bell, resounding throughout the entire clan: "There is a lack in heaven and earth, but there is no shortage in people... I was wrong, but I... have no regrets."
Buzz!
The surrounding scenery began to crack.
A creature named Linjiao's body turned into a stone sculpture. The ancient bronze tripod in the distance burst out a red light beam, which turned into a stream, and then three red tortoise shells disappeared.
Open your eyes.
Mo Heng returned to the red space.
The stream in the distance was flowing slowly; the surrounding stone sculptures showed no signs of abnormality; the wasteland beneath their feet was filled with red.
Everything seemed like nothing happened.
But Mo Heng knew.
Everything that just happened is real.
The red tortoise shell disappearing from his hand is the best proof!