People who are on different timelines have very few ways to communicate.
There are three types: written, spoken and sign language.
But when the written language is not understood, the sign language is not understood, and the spoken language can only rely on guessing, everyone tends to shut up.
Ding Xiaoyi's exaggerated behavior attracted the attention of many people.
There were many bored looks among them.
But he didn't care, instead he looked like a villain.
As the group of people climbed up the ridge, the cold wind began to feel like a knife, cutting through the thick clothes and scraping against their skin.
At this point, everyone was struggling. They saw some ice sculptures, wiped off the snow on the ice sculptures, and saw many creatures sealed in ice.
In addition to people, there are also many monsters whose origins and names are unclear, such as the four-meter-tall white ape in front of Ding Xiaoyi.
Standing on the ridge in front of you, a huge figure like a giant in a fairy tale is deeply shocking.
There is also the corpse of a three-headed dragon, but only a small part of the dragon's body is left, and most of it has been shattered.
There was a hole in each of the three heads. It was obvious that their heads were blown open by someone, and they died on the spot.
"These are creatures from a long time ago. They climbed Kunlun, encountered natural enemies and were killed here."
The ghost princess seemed to have a very good understanding of things that happened a long time ago, and she opened her mouth to help him explain the origin of these corpses.
How old is this creature?
Ding Xiaoyi suddenly thought of magic.
From Christine's words, we learned that this ability was already brilliant a long time ago.
But then this ability completely disappeared. At least before the Netherworld collapsed and the alien world appeared, the only people who mastered enchantment were Sardar and himself.
This made him wonder what happened that would completely submerge all ancient civilizations.
I remember Wang Gouzi once said, this is a cruel truth, so what exactly does the truth mean?
The group of people continued on the road, and gradually even the ghost princess began to have some difficulty.
Not to mention the other people, they were all shivering, and the cold wind penetrated into their clothes pervasively.
If it was scraping meat before, now it is scraping bones, and the cold has reached the bone marrow.
Seeing this, Ding Xiaoyi took another snow gall in his hand as if to show off, slowly spread the honey on it, and slowly ate the snow gall with a look of enjoyment on his face.
After eating the snow gallbladder, he felt much better.
Although it was still very cold, it was much better than the other people who looked embarrassed.
Seeing him eating the snow gallbladder and looking like he was enjoying it, others wanted to step forward and snatch it away.
However, they are not on the same timeline, so naturally they can only stare at each other.
"How long do we have to go?"
After eating snow gallbladder, Ding Xiaoyi's pace obviously accelerated a lot.
Just looking at the endless mountains in the past, I couldn't help but lament my own insignificance.
"It's almost here. Look, there's that stone monument in front of you. Beyond the stone monument is the heaven!"
The ghost princess pointed to the mountains in the distance and said.
"Heaven??"
Ding Xiaoyi was startled and looked around, but he didn't see the so-called stone tablet.
It wasn't until we jumped over another mountain that we saw that the so-called stone tablet was the mountain in front of us.
The huge mountain was cut into a flat plane, with two large characters "Heavenly Court" engraved on it like a miraculous craftsmanship.
"This is heaven!!"
Ding Xiaoyi looked around and was shocked by the scene in front of him.
It is not difficult to flatten a mountain, you can do it yourself.
But here, let alone leveling a mountain, it would be difficult to break even an ice hill.
The mountains here have become the only things that everyone can come into contact with in different world lines. In other words, these mountains themselves have transcendent power.
When Ding Xiaoyi and Ghost Princess walked under the huge mountain monument, a broken ancient road appeared in front of them.
This road has long been in disrepair and is full of potholes and holes.
But on the mountain peaks on both sides of the road, it is not difficult to see various Qiongtai Jade Pavilions, which are lined with thousands of red neon colors, magnificent and beautiful.
It looked okay from a distance, but when he got closer and took a closer look, Ding Xiaoyi frowned.
Ruined!
Broken windows, crooked doors, and even some buildings that looked okay from the front, but when you look at the back, most of them have collapsed.
Ding Xiaoyi looked at the ruins in front of him, and suddenly his heart moved. He stepped forward and picked up a piece of golden material, which had been buried in the dust for who knows how many years.
But now that it has been re-unearthed, it is still bright and gives people a heavy and condensed feeling.
However, when he took a closer look, he found that these materials had long since decayed. They looked solid and reliable, but in fact they could break with just a pinch.
"Don't look at it. There is a real treasure, but it has been picked up long ago."
The ghost princess glanced at him with disdain, obviously full of contempt for Ding Xiaoyi's behavior of picking up garbage.
Ding Xiaoyi pulled at it a few times without giving up. Finally, after confirming that there really was nothing, he followed her with a frustrated look on his face.
The two of them walked up the steps and came to a large hall.
Several hundred-foot giant pillars stand majestically, with golden coiled dragon patterns engraved on the pillars, just like living creatures ready to move, coiling upwards on the pillars, as if they will rush out and look up to the sky at any time and roar.
At the end of dozens of pillars, there is a looming giant palace. Looking closer, the golden light of the giant palace flows, exuding golden light in the clouds and mist. No matter who is in front of the giant palace, there is an urge to kneel down and worship.
However, the temple is still there, but the once glorious scenes of the coming of thousands of immortals and the goddess playing music have long since disappeared.
The empty hall is now full of things and people.
"This is heaven!!"
Ding Xiaoyi looked around curiously, took out his cell phone and took crazy selfies, then sent them all to the group.
"Yeah, it's really ironic that the heaven that once dominated all things in the world has declined like this."
"Dominate all things in the world?"
He looked at the ghost princess curiously: "Is it the same as the previous Great Thunder Sound Temple?"
"Strictly speaking, it is also within the jurisdiction of Heaven."
The ghost princess walked to the main hall and pointed to the empty dragon chair in front of her: "The master who once sat on it ruled the heaven and the world. Even my foster father must obey his decrees, at least on the surface."
"hiss!!"
Ding Xiaoyi was startled, and then looked at the empty dragon chair in front of him. He couldn't help but gasped and said in surprise: "Even the emperor has to obey orders??"
"At least in name, that's the case, but my father said that although this place is magnificent and magnificent, it can't cover up the dirty and putrid smell. Now that it's better, the people here are already finished."
The ghost princess sneered with a mocking look on her face, strode to the dragon chair, sat down on it, and looked down at Ding Xiaoyi.
"Very confused? Do you want to ask why so many gods who once dominated the world have perished?"
Ding Xiaoyi nodded.
It would be a lie to say that she is not confused. If according to what she said, any big boss who was here back then could shake things up. How could they all suddenly disappear?
But if they all disappeared, then why can the Emperor, the Empress, and even the old man, Pangpang, continue to exist?
All kinds of questions appeared in my mind, as if I was in a huge mystery.
And this mystery is probably related to the cruel truth Wang Gouzi said.
The ghost princess thought for a while, seemed to be sure of something, and nodded: "Follow me! If we are lucky, maybe we can find something valuable!"
After saying that, she took Ding Xiaoyi and ran straight to the backyard of the temple. After passing through the doors, the ghost princess suddenly stopped.
"Yes, this is it!"
She glanced at the big characters written on the jade gate, and after confirming that this was Yaochi, she reached out and pushed the gate open.
As soon as the jade door was pushed open, Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but cover his nose and take a few steps back. It was too stinky. The strong rotten smell was dozens of times stronger than the smell on the Nether Tomb Mountain.
"Let's go, don't you want to know the truth? This is the so-called truth!"
The ghost princess said and walked into Yaochi.
Ding Xiaoyi hesitated for a moment, then bravely walked in.
As soon as he entered the door, he saw the source of the putrid smell from a distance, his face suddenly changed, and his brows knitted together tightly.
Not far away, I saw rows of corpses of feathered men hanging in the air.
These corpses were hung on ropes, just like the smelly salted fish hanging in a farmhouse.
There are rows of people from left to right, from old to young, and there are even a few babies hanging there at the end.
Under the bodies of these feathered men, there are two pairs of huge millstones.
Seeing this, he couldn't help but remember the story that the ghost princess had told before about enjoying the screams of feathered people, and his face suddenly turned ugly.
It's one thing to hear about it, but it's another thing to actually see it.
Looking at the corpses hanging neatly on the ropes, he felt disgusted with this place.
"Why, you can't stand this?"
The ghost princess came over, saw his livid expression, and sneered: "This is just a set of music, can't you stand it?"
"A set of music??" Ding Xiaoyi looked at her suspiciously.
"Look, from left to right, from old to young, there are men at the top and women at the bottom. Think about the Doremi sound in the piano..."
After hearing what she said, Ding Xiaoyi looked around again and suddenly felt bad. He thought that what he had just seen was the limit of what he could imagine.
Little did he know, this was just the beginning of refreshing his outlook.
"Those babies too..." He regretted after asking.
"Of course, the sounds of each age group are different. This set, plus the unique syllables composed by those babies, is exactly a set of tunes. This set of tunes is called Guanghan tune..."