The longevity of the heavens begins with Mingyu Gong

Song Xing was silent for a moment and then said, "Is it possible that you are mistaken about the third prince?"

Although he knew that this world was a fragment of a prehistoric world, theoretically speaking, if the real Three Realms were destroyed, this broken world would not be spared.

Therefore, he is more inclined to believe that the Three Realms have not been destroyed as Nezha said.

"Impossible!" Nezha categorically denied, "Although my magic power is almost extinct, after all, I have practiced for a hundred thousand years, and there is absolutely no way I can sense it wrong."

Song Xing was silent for a moment and said slowly: "If the Third Prince leaves this Lingshan Mountain with me, maybe we can see for ourselves what is going on in this world."

Seeing that Song Xing didn't look like he was lying, Nezha nodded thoughtfully.

At this moment, his body was almost completely frozen, and he looked just like a normal person.

When his consciousness recovered, he began to consciously absorb the power from the Eight Treasures Merit Pool.

He could clearly feel that his body was getting stronger and stronger, and the lost strength was returning little by little.

Recalling the moment when the heaven crashed, he seemed to have had a dream. In the dream, he traveled through the endless cracks in space, and he saw another strange world - a world called the prehistoric world.

As the power in the merit pool was absorbed, his body emitted a golden light.

Under his feet, there seemed to be a meandering river flowing with colorful lights. That light contains majestic vitality and the power of creation.

And in that power, he saw the broken Nine Dragons Divine Fire Barrier, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, and he finally knew why he could still keep his remnant soul.

It turns out that everything was due to Taiyi Zhenren leaving a glimmer of hope for himself.

As if feeling Nezha's aura, the originally silent Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover suddenly shined brightly, and nine small suns rose up, illuminating the dark and gloomy sky.

Immediately afterwards, the Tai Chi diagram appeared in the back of Nezha's head, and the patterns of yin and yang fish continued to rotate, and a huge force poured into Nezha's body.

With the infusion of the sun's star power, Nezha's aura began to rise rapidly, and a layer of light blue mist enveloped him.

Moreover, the power of the sun star continues to increase, and even the Nine Dragon Divine Fire Shield begins to slowly rotate.

"Sun Star, Sun Star...could it be that this world is inhabited by the sun?"

"When the Three Realms fell, why didn't His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven appear?"

"Boom~" At this moment, a muffled thunder suddenly sounded from the top of Lingshan Mountain. Nezha was agitated and woke up suddenly. He looked into the distance and murmured: "Sure enough, the sun is falling."

"Third Prince, what did you say?" Song Xing asked curiously.

Nezha waved his hand gently to stop Song Xing's topic. He stood up and said, "Fellow Daoist Song, let's leave first."

Song Xing also noticed that Nezha was in a bad mood and immediately followed Nezha.

Nezha flew in the air and sped towards the northwest. The path he took was obviously the ruins he had visited before.

"Part of the power in the merit pool is used to reshape my body, and the rest can only push my power to the peak of immortality. If I want to restore my former cultivation, I need to find another way." Nezha said to him Song Xing said: "But I can feel that there is a big crisis deep in Lingshan. For the sake of your life, it is best not to go deep."

Song Xing looked back at the depths of Lingshan Mountain, said nothing, and followed Nezha away.

King Peacock Ming and King Inspiration are both dead, and he is temporarily not interested in the whereabouts of the Great Sage of the Monster Race. On the contrary, it was the destruction of the Three Realms in Nezha's memory that aroused his strong interest.

The two of them fled all the way to the northeast.

Song Xing asked: "Now that the third prince has been resurrected, will he rebuild the heaven?"

"The Emperor of Heaven is the co-lord of the human race and the master of the three realms. If the Emperor of Heaven is still in the world, I believe that he will rebuild the heaven sooner or later." Nezha affirmed.

Song Xing suddenly said: "Third Prince, have you ever met the ancestor of my human race, Emperor Xuanyuan?"

"Xuanyuan Huangdi?" Nezha was stunned for a moment, "No, but I have seen other human emperors." "Oh?" Song Xing was delighted when he heard this. Human Emperors are the elite among human beings. Every Human Emperor is an outstanding person, possessing great perseverance and great wisdom.

Nezha continued: "Xuanyuan Huangdi is the emperor of mankind, and the emperor of heaven is the head of the gods and governs the six realms. The human race is the master and ruler of heaven and earth."

"However, in ancient times, the human race did not monopolize the world. There were creatures from other races competing with us for resources. Therefore, under the leadership of the Human Emperor, we fought endlessly with other races. It was not until later that we won that the hegemony of the human race was established. "

"It's just..." Nezha's voice changed, "The human races of later generations are not born with all kinds of magical powers. During their growth, many people went astray and eventually became monsters. These monsters devoured many human beings, Ultimately, the human race is plunged into dire straits.”

Song Xing sighed: "This is the human heart."

"Human nature is evil." Nezha sneered: "When the Human Emperor fell, the heaven collapsed. Humanity fell into chaos, giving birth to new gods and many races. And those chaos took this opportunity to attack the human race, leading to the collapse of the Three Realms."

"Later, the situation in the world was in chaos, and those chaos began to wreak havoc in the world and harm the people. The human race rose up to resist, but in the end they could not stop the monsters, and were eventually slaughtered."

"Now, the Three Realms have collapsed, and the Ten Thousand Realms have suffered another disaster. I'm afraid..." Nezha said sadly.

Song Xing smiled and said: "What if we know about these things? We have no power to change anything. We can only wait and see what happens."

Hearing this, Nezha suddenly became speechless.

With their current strength, they are indeed like ants in this world.

Even though Nezha has returned to his prime, he still has no power to fight back.

"We just need to work hard to protect ourselves and not give the enemy an opportunity. Although what happened back then was cruel, it may not be without a turn." Song Xing said comfortingly.

Nezha looked at him, "Where is the turning point?"

Song Xing pointed outside Lingshan Mountain, "It's right here."

The two of them had arrived outside Lingshan Mountain at this moment. Nezha's spiritual thoughts swept out and his eyes were shocked. The world in this area is as Song Xing said, and the Three Realms still exist.

"How could this be?" Nezha muttered to himself.

Song Xing said from the side: "Perhaps the Three Realms were indeed in decline back then, but there were also powerful forces that left a glimmer of hope for the human race."

Nezha looked at Song Xing.

Song Xing asked calmly: "Does the third prince know the goddess of Lishan Mountain?"

Nezha was stunned for a moment and then said thoughtfully, "You mean, this is the life given by the goddess Lishan?"

Song Xing shook his head, "I don't know. I'm just a little earthly immortal. I don't know those ancient secrets. It's just that I once met the Goddess of Mount Li and heard some news from her."

Then, Song Xing told Nezha about the inner universe.

"Now it seems that the demise of the immortals and gods in heaven and the ten thousand Buddhas in Lingshan involves far more than just one force."

Nezha pondered for a moment and suddenly said: "By the way, Fellow Daoist Song, I wonder if you have ever heard of a legend."

"What legend?"

Nezha pondered for a moment: "It is said that when Empress Nuwa was patching up the sky, she left out a bronze fragment. It is said that Empress Nuwa refined it into a small world."

bronze?

Song Xing frowned and said, "Are you saying that the fragment of the world that was turned into bronze is here?"

Nezha nodded: "Yes. Nuwa repaired the sky, and the missing piece of bronze world should be buried here." (End of Chapter)