I picked up a property.

"After receiving your order, we dispatched a total of 72 true spirit realms, moved the ancestral temple here, suppressed the source of the strangeness, and isolated ourselves from the world. After that, another 190 years passed, and a guy who called himself Yan Luosheng found us , saying that he came to establish an immortal inheritance place in the name of the master of Sansheng Palace..."

The master of Sansheng Palace?

When he heard these words, Feng Xia's heart jumped suddenly.

If he had just traveled through time, he would naturally not know the meaning of these words.

However, later, he learned who the so-called master of Sansheng Hall was from the mouth of Yan Wuyou, the demon girl of Baiyou Sect...

The first generation master of Sansheng Palace - the sixteenth prince of Lingyun Kingdom, Lu Chenhai!

Yan Wuyou is a descendant of the Yan family of Sansheng Palace.

"Yan Luosheng...wait a minute, isn't this guy the first-generation Demon King?" Feng Xia suddenly thought of a question, and his face suddenly became very exciting, "Is the first-generation Demon King a subordinate of the Chenhai Ancestor?"

"Wait! Doesn't that mean that Yan Wuyou... is still the little princess of the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Monsters?"

As he thought about it, a silly face appeared in Feng Xia's mind.

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In Feng Xia's impression, Yan Wuyou's first impression was that...this girl was a bit silly.

Of course, Feng Xia only figured out later that it was actually just a beauty...well, in short, it was a misunderstanding.

After all, when I first met Yan Wuyou, this girl relied on her amazing illusion skills. She liked to sing one-man shows when she had nothing to do, and she also pretended to walk around while looking at the scenery. Wouldn't it look silly to Feng Xia?

Later, Yan Wuyou kept boasting that he was a close disciple of Chen Hai Ancestor, but was given a good education by Feng Xia again.

After this back and forth, although the misunderstanding was finally resolved, the impression of stupidity could not be eliminated basically.

What kind of scheming enchantress from the Baiyou Sect has manipulated countless people into the palm of her hand? Whoever said this is probably not a fool, right?

But now, when she thinks that Yan Wuyou may be a descendant of the first demon emperor, and can be called a contemporary little princess, Feng Xia can't help but feel filled with emotion...

Damn mental retardation.

"National...National teacher?"

As if sensing Feng Xia's mood swings, the village chief raised his head with some fear and looked at Feng Xia carefully.

In the eyes of those younger generations, he was a senior master who lived in seclusion here, but to the Lingyun Kingdom's National Master back then, he was still just a junior.

"It's nothing, I just accidentally thought of some past events."

Feng Xia shook his head, getting rid of his thoughts from memories. He nodded slightly and said, "You can continue talking."

The village chief nodded, not suspecting anything.

Shortly after Yan Luosheng left, the villagers in the village sensed that the world outside was fluctuating and some strange changes had taken place!

"Those of us have long been integrated with the ancestral temple. Although we have strong power and almost immortal bodies, we cannot leave here, so we don't know what is happening in the outside world."

Even today, more than 3000 years later, the village chief's expression is still full of regret: "We were all very frightened at that time, thinking that the catastrophe was not over yet. Not only would everything be destroyed, but the world we depend on for survival would also be destroyed. Turn it into an eternal wasteland..."

No, I think what you said makes sense...

Feng Xia whispered silently in her heart.

From this point of view, the village chief and others are indeed unaware of the changes in the outside world.

3000 years have passed, and the outside world has long since changed. The vitality of heaven and earth has dried up, inheritance has been cut off, magical powers have declined, and the aura of the end of the law has enveloped every corner.

For the Lingyun survivors back then, this was undoubtedly an extremely hopeless future.

"The fluctuations in the great avenues of heaven and earth mentioned by the village chief are mostly related to the end of the Dharma era in later generations. Also, what Yan Luosheng, the first leader of the Demon Emperor, said...the immortal inheritance place, could it be that the Demon Emperor's Mausoleum is not completed?"

Feng Xia's eyes flickered slightly. The village chief didn't say much, but to him, it was more precious than any magic weapon secret book!

The ancient years and real history are no longer completely shrouded in fog, but gradually reveal their true appearance to Feng Xia.

"In a sense, the Demon Emperor's Mausoleum is really a place of inheritance! After all, under normal circumstances, it is understandable to build a luxurious mausoleum, but a new cave is opened inside the mausoleum, attracting countless inheritances, and setting up a ten-year opening period once……"

Is this because his tomb was stolen quickly enough?

And if we regard it as a place of inheritance, then many things can be understood.

The reason why the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons is more powerful than the Xuanwu Kingdom is that on the one hand it occupies a geographical advantage and the vitality of heaven and earth is stronger, and on the other hand, it is also because various inheritances are constantly flowing out from the Demon Emperor's Tomb, involving various races. , even pointing directly to the realm above Yuan Dan!

"I don't know what's wrong with calling the place of inheritance the imperial mausoleum."

Feng Xia smiled and shook her head.

"Later on, every one or two hundred years, people will come here. Some of us old bones are really free and have nothing to do, so we have passed on our own skills..."

As the village chief spoke, he raised his hand and hit his waist.

He coughed a few more times, and suddenly there was a trace of strangeness in his eyes: "In the past 3000 years, we have encountered all kinds of visitors, but the most interesting thing is probably the past 700 years... a group of people named Mo Human little guy!”

"The first person who came was a little guy named Mo Hao. The name of the technique he practiced was very domineering. It seemed to be called Nine Dragons Sacred Heart Art. I thought that the purpose of this technique was interesting, so I gave him a drop of my true blood... …”

It was only then that Feng Xia noticed the two short horns growing on the village chief's forehead.

The Qinglong clan of the East China Sea!

He suddenly thought of this race that had disappeared into history.

In Lingyun's era, the Qinglong Clan of the East China Sea was still extremely powerful and was known as one of the four royal families. But today, 3000 years later, the Qinglong Clan has long been unknown to the public. Even the Jiao Clan of the East China Sea has now become a ruined family. bubble.

For a moment, Feng Xia's throat was choked.

He wanted to say something, but all the words came to his mouth, but they were stuck there. In the final analysis, he was just a passer-by who watched everything in the Ling Yun era, not a true witness.

"Then again, the name Mo Hao sounds familiar!"

Feng Xia frowned her eyebrows, and her expression became weird little by little: "No way... Is it really that Mo Hao... Mo Lianque's ancestor? No, the village chief is talking about a group of human beings named Mo... "

At this moment, his expression became quite wonderful!

"Mo Lianque seems to have mentioned that the Xuanwu Imperial Court also had arrangements in the Demon Emperor's Mausoleum... Could it be that they came here?"

"Yes, it is difficult for ordinary trialists to find this place, but there are several of them here!"

"So the back-up plan that Mo Lianque mentioned, at least part of it, should have landed in this village."

For a time, many clues in Feng Xia's mind were connected.

The corners of his mouth slowly raised. This scene fell into the eyes of the village chief, and the old man immediately smiled: "Sure enough, you also think those children are very good, right? We think so too, so we taught them Something is missing…”

Feng Xia nodded seriously, indicating that everything you said was right.

"It's just that as time goes by, the vibrations from the strange source are getting stronger and stronger, and our numbers are constantly decreasing. You must have seen the current situation..."

At this point, the village chief's voice paused, and he said bitterly: "We can't hold it back anymore."

He didn't need to tell Feng Xia to understand this.

Almost at the same time as the words fell, Feng Xia felt a gaze full of incomparable earnestness from the village chief's body.

"National Master...you must have a solution, right?"

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Chapter 0370

"right?"

The air froze for a moment.

The village chief's eyes fell on Feng Xia, with eagerness, expectation, and a trace of... a vague question.

Even now, he still doesn't dare to completely believe Feng Xia's identity.

After all, so long has passed that the world has forgotten their existence, even the Lingyun Kingdom, and that glorious Lingyun era!

Where has this Imperial Master been for such a long time?

Where are the tribesmen of Lingyun Kingdom now?

Where is His Majesty the Emperor?

When a long time passes, when the dust buries the truth of history, when every old friend gradually grows old... is there really still a chance to fight back?

After so many years, they still have to give an explanation, even to themselves!

"You are right, there must be an explanation for all this."

Feng Xia sighed, and his aura became deeper and deeper. He was silent for a moment, and suddenly stretched out a finger, and a weak flame jumped up on the fingertip.

Swah——

Although the flame was weak, it was filled with a strange Taoist charm and made a crackling sound. The village chief was stunned at first, and then his old eyes widened.

"This...this is..."

I saw an invisible force field forming around the flame, which slightly dispersed the darkness that was everywhere even in the ancestral temple!

It was a magical sight he had never seen before.

You must know that even with the power of the ancestral temple under your feet and the blessings of countless formation masters and grand masters in the past, at most it can only weaken the influence of darkness, but cannot completely eliminate it.

But now, this wisp of flame in Feng Xia's hand has done it.

It burned away the surrounding darkness, replaced the sun and moon with a new sky, and for the first time, burned a brand new world deep in this wasteland!

The great magical power of Taoist heart - all living beings are angry!

"This is... this is..."

The village chief's breathing became more and more rapid, and he took several steps back, but his eyes remained motionless, staring at Feng Xia's fingertips, and murmured vaguely: "Succeeded...really succeeded? Could it be that the idea and the experiment we had back then were really successful?"

That experiment, that idea...

Feng Xia was confused when she heard this. What the hell are these and that things you are talking about?

When the great calamity came, Lingyun Kingdom had committed many tricks, and how many of these tricks had been committed until today?

I'm afraid even the village chief doesn't know the answer to this question.

Then it is obviously even more impossible for him, Feng Xia, to know!

But at this time, even if you don't know, you have to pretend to know, and if you don't understand, you still have to understand. So Feng Xia nodded and said in a serious voice:

"In a sense, he did succeed. It's just the first step."

After finishing half a sentence, Feng Xia shook his head calmly, but did not finish his sentence: "As you can see, this kind of magical power is only a prototype, and it is still far away from perfection."

These words are not false.

The Wrath of All Beings is indeed the Taoist great supernatural power that Feng Xia finally created through dream reincarnations again and again, with the help of his own attributes and abilities, as well as thousands of different techniques.

It has only one purpose...to stop the catastrophe and destroy the weird!

However, Feng Xia's power is still limited after all.

Even after reincarnation after reincarnation, the magical power of Wrath of All Beings is still only just completed. There is actually still a long way to go before the perfect state that Feng Xia expected.

Originally, Feng Xia had expected that when the affairs of the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons were settled, it would be able to slowly perfect this magical power with little effort.

But now, he sees a new possibility——

That's right, there are so many old men and women in this village, and each of them can be said to be highly skilled and well-informed... aren't they the best tool people?

Oh no, the best Taoist friend who sits and talks about Taoism?

"Anyway, in the final analysis, I had no intention of keeping this magical power secret. The magical power that restrains the Holy Son and the source of weirdness. Only by spreading it as much as possible can it be possible to completely end the source of weirdness!"

Feng Xia quickly found a perfect reason for herself.

His behavior should be called brainstorming!

"It is indeed not in a perfect state, and there is still a lot of room for growth."

After listening to Feng Xia's words, the village chief had a look of approval on his face. He nodded, with a strong smile on his old face: "But at least we have hope, right?"

From that weak flame, he saw something that had never been seen in more than 3000 years...the hope of clearing away the darkness and restoring a bright future to the world!

At this moment, there was an inexplicable glory radiating from him.

The village chief in the past was as strong as he could be, but there was always a heavy air of twilight surrounding him.

But now, his Qi is gradually being released, and it is extremely dazzling, showing an unprecedented fighting spirit, forge ahead, and infinite edge. It's like back in the past, when he was still the Dragon Prince of the East China Sea who was full of fighting spirit. !

"Your Majesty has not broken his promise. We still have hope... and hope to defeat the enemy!"