There is only a thin, vague gap left on the plain, witnessing the extremely strange incident before.
Not long after, several powerful men appeared. They all sensed something unusual here and came out to investigate. However, it was too late after all. The ancient King's Remnant Palace sank underground and there was no trace of it anymore.
"What's going on? What...what happened here?"
"There was a loud noise, and the earth cracked... It seemed like something big was about to happen!"
"The earth is sinking, sinkholes are sinking, and the world is changing. Are the legends about disasters and calamities true?"
"One life, one world, one death, one reincarnation...the ancient ruins, the immortal glory, the inheritance is like a fire, which will never be extinguished from ancient times!"
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The powerful people discussed it one after another, and a certain prophecy seemed to be mentioned in it, but the powerful people kept it secret and did not go into depth. They only stopped talking briefly.
On the plain, a middle-aged man stood by the gap. He looked down, his eyes deeper and brighter than the starry sky, and said to himself: "It seems to have the aura of the ancestor..."
It was Bai Qingtian.
He sensed a change in this place and rushed over with the aura of white bones and remains, but it was too late after all. When he arrived, the ancient royal palace had already sunk into the ground, the gaps were closed, and the plain returned to its original state.
Bai Qingtian found nothing, his eyes were deep, and he snorted: "No matter who is the big thief, I will recover it from all corners of the world... Xingyun!"
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Xia Mang and others ran for dozens of miles and finally got away from the strange plain. They stopped and looked back, but they saw nothing.
After a long time, Xia Mang spoke and asked, "What exactly is the ancient royal palace?"
The white skeletal remains were so strange that they actually rushed into the ancient royal palace and even climbed onto the altar, sitting cross-legged on it, as if they wanted to stay there. It was obvious that the ancient royal palace was not simple and had great mystery.
"Have you ever heard of the legend of the ancient king?" Su Chen asked back.
"Ancient King?" Xia Mang was startled.
"Legend has it that at the beginning of ignorance, eight unparalleled gods and men were born one after another. They opened the way for all living beings and guided their practice, making the heaven and earth prosperous and the Dharma blooming, which led to the glory of future generations."
Su Chen said: "They are respected as primitive ancestors by all living beings in the world and are enshrined in the ancient palace. Therefore, they are also called ancient kings."
"Are they the eight holy statues?"
Xia Mang was a little confused and frowned: "Since it is the place of worship for the ancestors of primitive people, the bones of the ancestors occupied the magpie's nest and smashed the holy statue of the ancestors of primitive people. This is too rebellious and desecrates the ancestors of humanity!"
He had heard about the theory of human ancestors before, but it was too ancient after all. It was a matter of several eras ago. Nowadays, few people mention the ancient king. He knew very little about it. After Su Chen explained it, he had some understanding.
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The ancestors of primitive humans, the ancestors of the world and the common people, opened up the path of spiritual practice and made great achievements for all living beings. They should be respected and worshiped, but the bones and remains of them smashed their holy statues. This is extremely rebellious and unethical.
"Treason?"
Su Chen sneered, "Do you think the primitive ancestors are really noble? The ancient king is not as great as the legend..."
Xia Mang frowned.
"Emperor Sin Tian once had a duel with the Ancient King!" Su Chen said suddenly, his words were shocking.
Xia Mang was stunned. Emperor Zui Tian had conquered in his lifetime, fought for the world, fought for heaven and earth, and fought for all sentient beings. He was the real great emperor. He had made great contributions to the country, and was respected and worshiped by all living beings. He represented justice. According to Su Chen's meaning, it seemed
Emperor Zui Tian was once an enemy of the ancient king!
"Is the ancient king evil?"
A strange thought suddenly came to Xia Mang's mind, "Did Emperor Sin Tian finally fall into the hands of the ancient king?"
This guess is too bold and is suspected of blaspheming our ancestors.
"The ancestor also fought against the ancient king!" Qin Tianlang suddenly said.
Xia Mang's expression changed completely. The First Demon was once an enemy of the Ancient King and fought against the Human Ancestor. This is so weird, it's scary to think about it.
"Human Ancestors, primitive human ancestors... hehe, they have long been unworthy of this title!" Su Chen sneered again and again.
Xia Mang and Si Wuxie looked at each other, and then both looked at Su Chen, but Su Chen seemed to have a taboo and did not want to say more, so he excused himself with the sentence "Human ancestors are not human ancestors."
"No matter what, I finally got rid of those weird white bones." Qin Tianlang smiled, with a relaxed look on his face.
He's changing the subject!
Xia Mang felt more and more that something was wrong, but Su Chen and Qin Tianlang obviously had scruples and didn't want to reveal too much.
Finally, a few people left, turned their backs to the plain, and walked into the distance.
A few days later, in front of a mountain col, Qin Tianlang said goodbye. He was planning to go to the Western Regions, and then waited for an opportunity to find a way to see if he could pass through the forbidden heavenly locks and fog barriers and return to the eternal silence of the human world.
Su Chen went with him to the Western Regions.
He wanted to see the path the First Demon had walked.
Suddenly, Su Chen turned his head, looked at Xia Mang, and suddenly said: "If you die in battle one day, I will definitely get back the Qianqiu Sword."
Xia Mang smiled at him and said, "Then you will never have this opportunity."
Su Chen nodded and said nothing more.
Qin Tianlang looked at Xiao Baimang, touched his head, and said with a smile: "Little guy, if you go to the Western Regions, you must find me. Well, just report Qin Tianlang's name to me."
"Why are you looking for me?" Xiao Baimang curled his lips, "I went to the Western Regions not because of you, and I have no interest in going to Western Chu."
He glanced at Qin Tianlang and said, "If you go to the Central Region in the future, give me Bai Mang's name and I will protect you."
Qin Tianlang was speechless, this naughty kid really deserves a beating.
Then, he nodded to Xia Mang and left with Su Chen.
Not long after, Si Wuxie also said goodbye, and Xia Mang didn't try to persuade her to stay. They met by chance, and they parted sooner or later.
The setting sun slanted, and the red clouds dyed the western sky.
On the plain, there was wind and dust, and two figures, one large and one small, walked against the setting sun, passing through the afterglow and twilight, towards the end of the plain.
What Xia Mang didn't know was that his departure would lead to a legend that would last forever.
On this vast land, he left his own eternal mark, which is brilliant and dazzling and will be passed down to future generations.
Canglan, the Nine Kings are in chaos in the world, the clouds are treacherous, and the winds are turbulent. In such great turmoil, Xia Mang can only be regarded as a bystander. He has witnessed some things, experienced some things, and understood some things.
After all, Canglan is just Canglan, not eternal silence.
Pei Mucha was so powerful that no one could challenge him. That man single-handedly conquered the world, subdued the world, overturned the chaos of the Nine Kings, and created a new legend.
In front of him, even if you are as conceited as Yan Nantian, you still have to bow your head.
Not to mention Xia Mang, he witnessed the power of Pei Muya, and he himself also grew up step by step in this experience. He crossed many hurdles, many difficulties and dangers, many ravines, and finally became
A true strong man.
At that time, the land of Canglan could no longer imprison him. He waved his hand to tear apart the void and the sky. He had become truly powerful and no longer needed to look up to others. He had become the target of others to look up to and pursue.
He has gone through vicissitudes of life, traversed the vastness, tore open the "forbidden sky lock and fog barrier", broke through the blockade of the vast land, and returned to the eternal silence of the human world.
That is another wonderful story.
The legend continues.
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I received a notice from the editor to finish this book, so I am finishing it in a hurry...