"Tell me, you brat, what kind of treasure is the healing artifact you got?"
After half a while.
The psychic saw that Mo Heng had completely improved. His pale face began to turn rosy, the blood all over his body gradually dried up, and even his breath became normal, so he asked strangely...
"Secret." Mo Heng smiled and shook his head without saying a word. The matter of Purple Thunder is related to all the heavens and worlds. How could he tell the spiritual medium? Even if they are close, they can't tell it!
"Tch...isn't it just a healing plant? There's nothing mysterious about it."
When the spiritual medium saw that Mo Heng didn't speak, he didn't continue to ask. He looked at the sky above his head. He originally thought that the strong men of the Six-Eyed Clan would chase him here, but after a stick of incense, he couldn't be seen, so he turned to Mo Heng.
Said: "It seems that the guy from the Liumu clan will not catch up. I'm afraid he should also know that this is the sleeping place of all the saints of your human race. If you mess with you, there will definitely be no good end!"
"By the way, senior, who is that guy from the six-eyed clan? It seems that senior is very afraid of him?" Mo Heng suddenly asked.
"this…"
The psychic hesitated, and then said bitterly: "I don't know why I had such a reaction when I saw that guy. It seems... deep in my memory, there is some kind of memory related to him. And that memory, I don't know.
It’s hard to touch, it’s mine but it seems like it doesn’t exist.”
"Oh? Senior, has this happened to you before?"
Mo Heng was startled. Wasn't this the same as what happened when he left the red space? In that mysterious space, Mo Heng also lost some important memory traces.
"I can't remember, it seems to exist, but it doesn't seem to exist. Sigh..." The psychic smiled bitterly for a long time, but couldn't figure out the result. He had a dull face and looked very helpless.
"What is the eyes that the seniors mentioned back then?"
After a while, Mo Heng asked again. Before, he felt that the colorful neon lights emitted by the Liumu clan seemed to have some impression, but he didn't remember it at first. Now that he calmed down, he suddenly realized that... in the Qingshui realm
, the vicissitudes of the eyes opened by the ancestor of the Liumu clan are actually the same as the colorful eyes he saw in the red space and the golden space!
Although I can't be sure.
The person who peeked at Mo Heng at the beginning was the ancestor of the Liumu Clan, but... he was undoubtedly closely related to the Liumu Clan!
"The eyes of heaven?"
The psychic suddenly said in a deep voice: "Have I ever said that?" There was indeed no memory of the Eyes of Heaven in his mind now, but when he saw Mo Heng's sincere look, it didn't seem like he was joking. The look on his face
It's even heavier.
It seems…
In his memory, the Holy Lord of the Monkey Wine Clan had indeed sealed up some extremely important information about this world. It was so important that even that old guy Yuan Hou treated his own people like this!
Buzz! Buzz!
The vast wilderness of Nanshan trembled in vain.
While the psychic was reminiscing about the past, a hoarse voice suddenly sounded from the sky, "Did my friend say something before? The eyes of the sky?"
Wow——
As the voice fell, on the top of the mountain where Mo Heng and the two men were, the void suddenly began to be replaced by endless darkness. Immediately, a layer of rippling light patterns like a water curtain appeared in front of Mo Heng and the psychic. When the darkness was completely enveloped, a
An old man with a gray beard, holding a candle, slowly walked out of the light pattern.
Faint candlelight.
In this endless darkness, it is like the most insignificant star in the vast sea of stars, but it still exudes a soul-stirring brilliance.
From the time the old man appeared until now...
Mo Heng's gaze has been deeply attracted by the candle in the other person's hand.
"Greetings to the senior." After the spiritual medium saw this person, he immediately had the illusion of meeting the ancestor of the Monkey Wine clan. He thought that this person must be the peerless holy master of the human race, and he quickly said respectfully.
"No need to be polite."
The old man waved his hand, looked at Mo Heng with his eyes with cyan mysterious lines, and said with a smile: "Little guy of our clan, I heard you talk about the eyes of the sky before? What is going on? Logically speaking... the eyes of the sky
The eye will only be known to people after it appears in the world. Could it be that my little friend has already seen this thing in the ancient world?"
"That's right."
Mo Heng nodded, and was about to tell the ancestors of the human race in front of him everything that happened in Qingshui Realm. He had no intention of hiding anything from the seniors of the human race.
"A guy from the Six-Eyed Clan? In this case, it is indeed possible that he is the Eye of the Sky! I never thought that in the reincarnation, the Eye of the Sky would appear so quickly. Many strong men in our human race have not done it yet.
So prepared to face the catastrophe! Alas... there is not enough time."
Xuan Xuzi instinctively believed that Mo Heng did not understand the ambiguity of these years, heaven and earth, so he was actually speaking to himself.
But he didn't know...
Today's Mo Heng is no longer the ignorant and ignorant warrior at the enlightenment level. After hearing Xuan Xuzi's words, his whole expression fell into silence.
"My little friend, thank you very much for telling me about the Eyes of Heaven. There is not much time left now. If I have something important to do, I won't chat with you first."
After Xuan Xuzi finished speaking, he suddenly waved his hand, and the endless darkness gradually dissipated.
When Mo Heng and the others took a look at the scenery in front of them, they found that they had already emerged from the ancient darkness and were in the wilderness of Shiwannan Mountain.
"this…":
The medium was stunned for a moment, and when he heard the words spoken by the Holy Lord of the Human race, a bad feeling suddenly came to his heart. He was silent for a long time, and then said to Mo Heng: "Boy Mo, I'm afraid, I have to pay a visit to the Monkey Wine Tribe."
."
"Senior, are you going to tell the Holy Lord of the Monkey Wine Tribe about the Eye of the Sky?" Mo Heng already had suspicions in his heart.
The psychic nodded calmly, "Yes! I think something big is going to happen in today's world. In order to prevent the juniors of the Monkey Wine clan from being completely extinct, I have to inform that old Yuan Hou. After all, with my current cultivation
Because, if something happens in the world, there is no way to protect these little guys."
"Senior, just go ahead."
Mo Heng had no intention of stopping him. After all, the psychic was leaving and he couldn't stop him!
The spiritual medium nodded and said to Mo Heng before leaving: "Boy, I would like to advise you not to go to Qingshui Realm. I will give you the black gourd. When you wait for Nanshan, I will place all your best friends there. I am very happy.
I'll be back soon, don't worry... Since I promised to stay with you for a hundred years, I will never break my promise!"
After all, Mo Heng had saved his life before, so the psychic would not retaliate for his kindness.
"Senior, take care."
Mo Heng responded and immediately fled towards the mountains in the west!
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PS:
First of all, I would like to apologize to everyone. The results of this book are dismal. Basically, I wrote the book for free and showed it to everyone. But I also have to live and make ends meet, so I have no choice but to finish the book ahead of schedule.
but.
I will try my best to write the most satisfying ending.
Finally, thank you to my friends who have supported me for a long time.