After calming down, the fallen patriarch and Gu Que stood side by side and walked slowly on the bank of the blue river.
The fallen clans have been dispersed one by one, but there are also many curious young people quietly following behind, constantly looking at Gu Que and discussing his image.
The leader of the Fallen Clan continued: "The canyon is inherently unfathomable, and the colder it gets as you go inward. In addition, there is always an inexplicable flow of rules, so I, the Fallen Clan, have moved here for tens of thousands of years and have never really seen it, but I have never really seen it.
Nothing happened."
"It wasn't until half a year ago that my tribe members kept disappearing one after another, with nearly a hundred people missing within a few days, that I realized something was wrong."
Gu Que said in a deep voice: "So you went to the depths of the canyon?"
The fallen leader nodded and said: "Yes, I took two thousand warriors there. Along the way, I saw the corpses of the disappeared clansmen. The flesh was completely dried, leaving only the wrinkled skin and withered bones. The vitality, blood, and vitality were all destroyed.
Suck it."
Gu Que said: "It seems he is really a general?"
"This is just speculation."
The fallen patriarch said: "We continued to go deep into the canyon, and finally there was no light. In the darkness, we saw twelve golden humanoid statues, lying on the ground in a mess. There was a deep ravine above it. It should be
They are the marks of sharp claws.”
"Golden Man Twelve?"
Gu Que frowned immediately. The number twelve is too special. The earth is divided into twelve branches, which are space; a year is divided into twelve months, which is time. When the two are combined into one, it is the combination of time and space, which is endless and eternal.
Forever.
Stainless steel was cast into the form of twelve golden figures, in the name of weakening the world. This thing also appeared in China.
I just don't know what the connection is between the two.
The fallen leader said: "We went in and found nine more cauldrons. Each one has a different shape, but exudes the atmosphere of ancient vicissitudes. But there are also claw marks on them."
Gu Que nodded slowly, Jiuding was another familiar thing.
The Twelve Golden Figures were made by Emperor Qin Shihuang of China who collected the soldiers from all over the world and melted them with dynasty. The Jiuding was made by Emperor Yu of China who collected gold from Jiu Mu and engraved it with mountains, rivers and melted it.
Gu Que could not have imagined that something so characteristic of Chinese civilization would be repeated here.
The fallen patriarch sighed: "Both the golden man and the cauldron are extremely strong, and they seem to be covered by strange laws. I have tried to break them without leaving any traces. This shows that this mysterious creature is extremely powerful.
, we didn’t win at all.”
"So I immediately ordered a retreat, but I didn't expect it was too late."
Gu Que said: "Coming?"
"Coming."
There was fear in the eyes of the fallen patriarch, as if he was remembering that time again, and murmured: "A black body, with blood-colored wings on its back, moving so fast that we can't even see clearly. We have no power to fight back."
"If the high priest hadn't arrived as quickly as possible, I might have died myself."
Gu Que took a deep breath, squinted his eyes and said, "It's interesting. Come on, come and have a look with me."
The expression of the fallen patriarch changed and he couldn't help but said: "Now? Just the two of us?"
Gu Que smiled and said, "As long as I'm here, what are you afraid of? Just lead the way."
Now that he has the copper coffin by his side, Gu Que is so confident that even the supreme immortal has no fear at all.
When Xidao was at the elementary level, he was invincible in his killing. After Xidao entered a deeper state, he had no opponent under the immortality. Although he was defeated by the immortal, everything was easy with the copper coffin.
So the fallen leader headed towards the depths of the canyon, followed closely by Gu Que. Slowly, darkness fell.
The light source under this canyon comes from the river. When the river disperses, it becomes pitch black.
Gu Que could clearly see that the surging black mist was sweeping towards this side like a tide, and there seemed to be a great existence hidden in it.
"Walk!"
He directly surpassed the fallen clan leader and rushed to the front, stepping on the Zhenjie coffin with blood blazing from his eyes.
The Weeping Blood Knife in his hand emitted a faint light, illuminating the surrounding area slightly. The land slowly became narrower, and finally became dozens of feet wide.
When the space becomes narrow, people's psychology will naturally change. They always feel that there is no way to escape, and they always feel bored and panicked, as if they are being attacked from both sides.
The fallen patriarch gasped, obviously having a shadow in his heart, and said: "It will be very dangerous if we go forward. The Golden Man Twelve is in front."
"have a look."
Gu Que smiled, and the yellow metal mask became colder and colder, and the copper coffin gradually overflowed with black lines. There was already a strange deathly aura floating in the darkness, as if there were eyes staring at the two of them secretly.
Continuing forward, faint golden rays finally emerged from the darkness, which were dark gold in color and gave people a cold and heavy feeling. Gu Que focused his eyes and immediately saw everything in front of him clearly.
After taking a few steps up, I finally got close, and saw twelve weird golden figures lying randomly on the grass-covered ground.
They vary in size, mostly in a sitting position. The small one is about three feet high, and the large one is about five feet high. The shape actually completely coincides with certain memories.
"This is impossible!"
Gu Que suddenly roared loudly, causing the surrounding valleys to tremble.
His eyes widened and he frantically searched for the memories in his mind, finding impressions in his past life.
good!
You can’t go wrong!
It’s not a similarity of civilizations, it’s not a coincidence, this is the Twelve Golden Man cast by Qin Shihuang of China!
The appearance, form and height are exactly the same, completely the same, without any difference.
Gu Que never believed that this could be a coincidence, yes, weight, and weight.
Gu Que waved his right hand and gently rolled up these golden figures, his face becoming paler.
According to precise calculations in "Dao Yan", this golden man is about thirty to one hundred tons, which is exactly the same as the golden man during the Qin Dynasty.
The Twelve Golden People and the Nine Cauldrons of Dayu cannot be a coincidence.
What does this mean? It means intertwined!
The Chinese civilization is intertwined with the civilizations of the vast universe. The Milky Way is in this vast universe, and it must not be too far away!
There must be people from the universe who have been to the Earth, or there must be people from the Earth who have come here, otherwise how could the Golden Man appear here?
Hope, hope of returning home!
Gu Que's mind was buzzing, like countless thunders exploding, which made him feel confused. He didn't know what words to use to describe his current excitement.
This is the first time, the first time in more than a hundred years that I have encountered something from China.
It was a planet with technological civilization, and the people oppressed by the steel forest could not breathe, but it was home!
He now has a deep nostalgia for steel buildings, skyscrapers, cars, and mobile phones.
Finally there is a glimmer of hope, a glimmer of a clue.
He breathed heavily, trying to calm down his emotions.
He clearly felt that above this golden man, there was an indescribable aura of a king, and even great aspirations for the world.
Yes, this is a Jin from the Qin Dynasty, no need to doubt it anymore.
Gu Que stroked these cold, strange golden figures, and then he realized that metal also has temperature.
The fallen patriarch didn't know why Gu Que's reaction was so big, and finally couldn't help but said: "Senior, you?"
Gu Que waved his hand and said: "No problem, let's go! Let's continue walking down!"
"Are you still leaving?"
Gu Que said in a deep voice: "I may have hesitated before, but I will definitely not hesitate now. No one can stop me. I don't care whether he is an evil corpse or a general, I must see him."
Gu Que knew very well that this evil corpse was probably the only clue to the civilization of the Milky Way.
Without hesitation, he strode inside. The darkness had already submerged his sight, and the air was mixed with magic light and death, which made people's hair stand on end.
But it’s not important, what’s important is the earth!
The speed was very fast, and his heart was firm enough. Soon, a mighty royal aura came from the front, sweeping across the world like angry water.
Dayu Jiuding! It must be Dayu Jiuding!
This represents destiny and the emperor.
He rushed in and saw everything he wanted to see. Nine large cauldrons of different shapes fell randomly on the ground. Like the Twelve Golden Men, they had become dull due to the passage of time.
But Gu Que could still clearly see the magnificent pictures carved on it, with mountains and rivers all before his eyes.
Gu Que was stunned, he saw a familiar picture.
"Mall and majestic, dominating the plains, it is Mount Tai, the place of Zen..."
"Nine twists and turns, raging water, that is the ancient mother river of the Yellow River..."
"It's endless and mighty, it's the great Yangtze River..."
What a familiar scene. For a moment, Gu Que's eyes became wet.
The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown.
After a hundred years of changes and vicissitudes of life, no one can understand his mood and no one can understand his feelings.
Just when I was immersed in the past, just when I was immersed in the memory, a cold air instantly enveloped the air, a strange black shadow suddenly flashed out from the depths of the darkness, and a ferocious big fingernail was blood red and as sharp as
The knife suddenly struck at the back of Gu Que's head.
The earth was suddenly filled with murderous intent. The speed of this big hand was so fast that it was like a sudden sight. Neither the fallen leader nor Gu Que could react.
But at this moment, the Weeping Blood Knife in Gu Que's hand suddenly made a sonorous sound, and rules surged up, suddenly blocking the dark palm.
There was an earth-shaking sonorous sound, and no one knew how much power this hand contained. It instantly shattered the rules of the Weeping Blood Knife, even tore open the space, and headed towards Gu Que again.
But Gu Que finally reacted, turned around suddenly, blood burst out from his eyes, and said sternly: "How reckless!"
He moved his right foot, and the copper coffin shot out, bursting out into groups of terrifying black streaks, rushing toward the depths of darkness like a tide.
The cold air between heaven and earth disappeared in an instant, as if it was directly suppressed by the power of the copper coffin.
It was extremely quiet, without any sound or reaction, and the air seemed to freeze.
Gu Que narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the darkness, his brows furrowed.
But he didn't notice that behind his back, the fallen patriarch's fingers gradually grew blood-red nails, and the fangs in his mouth gradually emerged. (To be continued)