Man is in the midst of the mysteries of the spirit, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

Anle was very surprised, but for now he could only stay calm and start climbing the long stairs.

The closer they got to the prism, the more shocked they felt.

Each side of this crystal reflects dazzling divine light, and the interweaving of light forms the shapes of those Taoist trees.

It was clearly just an illusion, but the sound of Tao in their ears was extremely real. It contained a mysterious Taoist rhyme, which brought them great shock and enlightenment!

Suddenly, Jiang Yun looked at a fiery red Taoist flower in the prism crystal. Her sight was involuntarily attracted by it. A look of intoxication flashed in her beautiful eyes, and she was touched.

She said, "Fellow Daoist An, I want to meditate here, so I won't go up with you."

Anle cupped his hands and said, "Fellow Daoist Jiang, take care!"

After walking up a distance, Jian Sansan also sat down cross-legged, carefully observing a sword-shaped Taoist fruit.

"If I can comprehend the mystery, I will have no regrets in my life!"

"Friend An, please be careful on the road ahead."

Anle also bowed to him and said goodbye.

As they continued to walk upwards, the Taoist flowers and fruits on the Taoist trees became more and more mysterious, and had a great attraction for Anle, Su Dai and others.

Anle actually wanted to sit down where he was and comprehend the truth, but the eldest brother was still moving forward, and he felt a little worried.

In his heart, the safety of his senior brother is far more important than this opportunity.

Since Anle didn't stay, Su Dai naturally wouldn't either.

Finally, the group of four, plus Hong Yingxue, reached the top of the stairs. On the smooth mirror surface of the prism, there were countless bright rays of light, entwined like silk threads.

A figure gradually emerged in the light.

This was an old man with an aged face, dressed in purple clothes, which were somewhat similar in style to the boy in green, except that he looked more noble.

The moment he saw Xiang Tieta, many complex emotions emerged in his eyes.

Afterwards, the old man bowed to Xiang Tieta and said respectfully, "I am Xuanhui, the guilty minister, and I am honored to meet your Highness!"

Hearing this, Anle's heart was shaken, his mind was buzzing, and he rarely felt a sense of disbelief.

Zuo Yu also had a dazed look on his face. He had not expected that the person in the tomb would say such words.

The amount of information revealed in these words was so great that they found it difficult to digest it all at once.

If what this person said was serious, then Xiang Tieta was the "Your Highness" he mentioned, which means that the world that Xiang Tieta saw when he was hysterical was real!

The problem is, that was the Great Zhou Dynasty tens of thousands of years ago!

How could Xiang Tieta exist in these two worlds tens of thousands of years apart at the same time?

Not to mention Zuo Yu, even Anle, the time traveler, felt a little confused for a moment.

"Did Senior Brother travel from tens of thousands of years ago to the present?"

"Or is it that he is actually the reincarnation of that prince, and accidentally recalled some memories from the past?"

These speculations seem possible, but they also seem insufficient, and some problems are difficult to explain.

Obviously, Xiang Tieta did not expect the person in the tomb to have such a reaction. He had tried hard to convince himself that this side was true and that side was false, but Xuanhui, who called himself a "guilty minister", made him confused again.

"I can't tell the difference, I really can't tell the difference!"

Xiang Tieta screamed in his heart, but pretended to be calm on his face and asked calmly: "Why do you call yourself a criminal?"

Xuan Hui said ashamedly: "I failed to complete your mission, Your Highness, and I failed to save the Great Zhou Dynasty."

As he spoke, his eyes turned red and he beat his chest and stamped his feet, as if to vent his resentment: "I am a sinner! I am a sinner!"

Zuo Yu frowned slightly, but he quickly calmed down and realized that Xuan Hui's mental state was indeed not very stable. The credibility of a madman's words was greatly reduced.

He asked, "How was the Great Zhou destroyed?"

"Haven't you all already cultivated to become immortals?"

Hearing the word "become an immortal", Xuan Hui grinned and said with a chuckle, "Become an immortal? Becoming an immortal is useless! Immortals are just a joke."

"Immortal, immortal, in the end you are still just a human being. As long as you are a human being, you are just a pig or sheep raised by them! If we are well-behaved and honest, they will raise us until we are fat and white, and will slaughter us when we are mature. But once you don't want to be a pig or sheep anymore, hehe..."

Xuan Hui became more and more excited as he spoke. His face was grim and his tone was full of despair. He roared, "You don't know! You know nothing!"

"There were so many people in the entire Great Zhou... so many people! They are gone, all gone!"

"Hehe, become an immortal, hehe..."

He looked like a madman, the light in the prism flickered continuously, and the afterimages of the Taoist trees, flowers and fruits began to become unstable, as if they would disappear at any time.

Xuanhui's words once again stirred up huge waves in Anle and the others' hearts.

Even though the mural only revealed the tip of the iceberg, Anle could still see how powerful the Great Zhou was back then. It was probably even more powerful than the twelve major forces in the world today combined.

But such an existence did not even have the power to resist and was almost completely wiped out. Not even much history about the Great Zhou was passed down.

"They... Could they be..."

Anle's heart turned cold as he guessed the truth: "God!"

Only gods can do such a thing.

Anle thought of the god who appeared on the mural again: "Why did he bestow the spiritual spring to the natives of the wilderness? Is it because there are good and bad gods, or is it because..."

Xuanhui’s words made him feel a chill down his spine—people are just pigs and sheep that they raise!

For no reason, Anle remembered Chenjia Village where he lived when he first traveled through time. It was a village where people and bears were kept in captivity.

Could it be that the entire world is just a larger pasture?

Hearing this, Su Dai shook her body and looked a little distraught.

Zuo Yu looked depressed and suddenly lost the courage to continue fighting. It seemed that becoming an immortal was as ridiculous as Xuanhui said.

Even Xiang Tieta's eyes were dim and he felt sad.

At this moment, Anle suddenly laughed, his smile was sunny and bright.

"God, so what?"

Everyone was stunned and looked up at him.

"If the gods are unkind and treat all things as straw dogs, then I will rush up to the sky and kill them!"

Anle's words were extremely firm and powerful.

"Kill all the gods and make their blood flow like a river!"

Xuan Hui sneered and shook his head: "You don't understand anything..."

"I know!"

Anle said: "My body is the body of a god! My adopted mother is the god in heaven!"

"The gods are powerful, but so what?"

"I am not as good as them now, so I will concentrate on my studies and practice hard. One day, I will soar into the sky and settle accounts with them!"

A hundred years is just a short time...Alas.

Chapter 290 Great Zhou!

Hearing Anle's words, everyone was shocked.

Zuo Yu looked at Anle in shock. He didn't expect that his junior brother would be a descendant of a god. He also didn't expect that even in the face of such a desperate truth, Anle could still muster up the fighting spirit and say these words.

"My Dao heart is far inferior to that of my junior brother."

"Junior brother is right. Cultivating immortals is against the will of heaven. Even the gods in heaven cannot control our lives!"

Zuo Yu said secretly in his heart, and the light in his eyes gradually brightened up again.

Su Dai's eyes fell on Anle's face. She was distracted for a moment and couldn't look away for a long time.

Suddenly, she smiled gently, her eyes were as clear as autumn water, and her heart was a little drunk with emotion. She thought to herself: "When that time comes, I will definitely stand by your side."

Xiang Tieta was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter: "Well said! So what if it's a god? I'll fuck him!"

In fact, the will and Taoism of these three people are far superior to those of ordinary people. It is only because they are suddenly hit by the cruel truth that they are temporarily dispirited and depressed. However, under the encouragement of Anle, they naturally regain their spirits quickly, and their Taoism becomes even more determined as their will is broken and established.

At this time, Xuanhui was no longer as crazy as before. His expression calmed down and he spoke indifferently.

"Who doesn't know how to talk big?"

"When you truly face the horror of the gods, you will understand how ridiculous your thoughts are."

Xuan Hui looked at Xiang Tieta again and said softly, "Your Highness, is your illness still not healed?"

Xiang Tieta frowned and said angrily: "I've already told you! I'm not sick!"

"Yes, yes, your highness, you are not ill."

Xuan Hui seemed to be very familiar with Xiang Tieta's reaction, and subconsciously took something out of his robe: "I still have medicine here..."

At this moment, Anle noticed something unusual about Xiao Xiaohong beside him.

Ever since entering this immortal tomb, Hong Yingxue has fallen into a strange state, somewhat absent-minded and with a confused look on her face from time to time.

But Anle's attention was more attracted by the immortal tomb and the information revealed by Xuanhui, and he ignored Xiao Xiaohong's reaction for a while.

And now, Hong Yingxue looked at Lingjing and Xuanhui not far away, suddenly hugged her head and whimpered in a low voice.

“It hurts… my head hurts!”

"I have been here! I must have been here! But when ..."

Seeing this, Anle frowned and grabbed Hong Yingxue's hand: "Calm down, don't let your imagination run wild."

Anle could feel that Xiao Xiaohong's mind was extremely confused, as if she was caught in a raging storm. Pain, confusion, resentment and other emotions surged into her heart and were cutting her consciousness into pieces.

Hong Yingxue opened her beautiful eyes wide and looked at Anle, tears flashing in her eyes. She said blankly: "I can't remember it. It was obviously a very important thing, but I forgot it."

"And... it's so uncomfortable and painful, like I'm suffocating."

Anle gently stroked her head and comforted her, "It's okay, if you can't remember it, then don't remember it. I'm here."

At the same time, Xuan Hui seemed to have not noticed Hong Yingxue's abnormal behavior at all. He just stared at Xiang Tieta with burning eyes and said.

"Your Highness, although I failed, the plan was partially successful."

Xiang Tieta's heart skipped a beat and he asked, "What's the plan?"

In response to his reaction, Xuan Hui lamented, "Your Highness, your condition has actually gotten worse over the years?"

Xiang Tieta's veins twitched when he heard this. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Xuanhui waving his hand, and a strange portal suddenly appeared in the prism!

This portal has no substance and is made entirely of brilliant colors!

These colors seem to be different from any other colors in the world, transcending all colors, and difficult to define. They look like gems, ribbons, and catkins... The light flows, appearing and disappearing.

In the colorful portal, there seemed to be endless flashes of light and shadows, which seemed like one ever-changing picture after another, but they were unable to be seen clearly because they alternated too quickly.

The moment he saw this door, the sealing rune sealed in Xiang Tieta's mind shattered.

His body shook violently, his eyes were filled with hazy mist, and he saw the world tens of thousands of years ago again.

Xiang Tieta woke up as if from a dream, and asked in surprise: "You are Hui Ge'er, how come you are so old?"

"Wait, where is this place?"

Xiang Tieta looked around in amazement, with doubt in his eyes, shocked by the dreamlike sight around him.

But the next second, he laughed again: "Xuanhui, you did a good job! You did a good job!"

"In this way, our Great Zhou still has a glimmer of hope!"

Hearing his words, Xuan Hui could no longer hold back his emotions and burst into tears: "Your Highness. The Great Zhou is dead."

On the side, Xiao Xiaohong's condition had just stabilized. She closed her eyes and seemed to have fallen asleep.

Anle looked at Xiang Tieta at this moment and his heart sank.

"Oh no! Senior Brother seems to be even sicker!"

Zuo Yu and Su Dai also looked solemn. Under such circumstances, Xiang Tieta, the strongest man, suddenly lost control, which undoubtedly made the already serious situation worse.

At this time, Xiang Tieta seemed to notice Anle's gaze, turned around, and said with great joy: "Second brother, you are here too!"

He was about to say a few pleasantries when his expression suddenly changed: "Oh no, they are coming!"