Great Dao Ji

"Tens of thousands of years ago, I have cultivated to this point, but now I still can't make any progress. If there is no luck, it will be the same for another ten thousand years..."

Qing Wei muttered to himself, and a dangerous thought arose in his heart.

He took a deep look at the void where Yuan Dongtian was, and then suppressed all his thoughts in his heart.

Even if the Tianzun had left the world for thousands of years, he still didn't dare to be careless.

It was like this at ordinary times, and now, he had the opportunity to get the bracelet thousands of years in advance, it was even more so.

He knew very well how dangerous his idea was.

But he couldn't help but feel excited when he remembered the amazing achievements that the 'bracelet' would achieve.

……

Under the dark night, only a few glimmers of light were seen, and there were scattered villages and towns beside the rolling mountains.

Boom!

Suddenly, a thunder resounded through the sky, breaking the tranquility of the night.

Lijiazhuang, who was sleeping, suddenly woke up, accompanied by a burst of chickens and dogs, and candles were lit in many homes.

Some people even opened the window with candles in their hands and looked up at the sky. Although the night was dark, there were no dark clouds in the sky.

"What a loud thunder, it almost scared me to death..."

In a dilapidated temple covered with weeds outside the village, a thin young man suddenly woke up from his dream, his heart pounding.

The dilapidated temple had no door, and a large part of the roof had collapsed. He could see the sky without looking up: "This, this doesn't look like it's going to rain?"

The young man muttered and turned over and sat up. It was really that the thunder was too loud, it was like exploding in his ears.

What sleepiness, there was no sleep at all.

He kicked the weeds on the ground, rubbed his arms and went out, wanting to pick up some dry firewood to make a fire before it rained.

As soon as he walked out of the door, he saw a meteor streaking across the night.

"Meteor? Ah!"

The young man glanced at it casually, suddenly shouted, and ran away, begging for mercy from the mountain god while running.

It turned out that the meteor was hitting the direction of the ruined temple at a very fast speed.

"My mother!"

The young man's soul was gone, and he only regretted that his parents didn't give him more legs.

But how fast could he be?

It seemed that in just a moment, the young man heard a "boom" and was unconscious.

The huge wind wave seemed to blow him away like straw. In the last moment of coma, he seemed to see a bright light in the rolling smoke.

Faintly, he seemed to see the figure of a child.

'What is that...'

Buzz~

In the flying smoke, there was a murmur that sounded like a hangover and a little puzzled.

"Mr. Monster..."

The three-hearted blue spirit child slowly opened his eyes, looked at his white and tender small palm, and looked at the dusty night, with an indescribable touch.

Once, the world in its eyes had no color, no specific image, and everything in it was data information with different patterns.

At this time, he finally saw the real world after being reborn.

Today, after many years, he finally broke the terrible curse that the 'Nightmare Hydra Ancestor' had cast on him.

For this day, he waited for an unknown number of years and paid an unimaginable price, losing his almost immortal life.

"Is this the world in your eyes?"

He stretched out his hand in surprise and timidity, stroking the floating dust, dim light, and invisible spiritual particles:

"But where are you?"

...

唳~

Roar!

Under the night, the mountains rise and fall like dragons and snakes.

Among the mountains and valleys, countless wild beasts are rampant, and sometimes the roar of giant beasts resounds through the sky.

In the night with almost no light, countless terrifying giant beasts are walking.

It makes many people living in the mountains panic and uneasy, and it is difficult to fall asleep. In fact, few people dare to sleep at night here.

Kimura

This is a small village built on the stump of an unknown huge ancient tree.

Hundreds of meters above the ground, hidden in the leaves, and neighbors with birds.

In the village, fire is strictly controlled, especially in the dark night, and no fire is allowed to leak out.

Not even a little bit is allowed.

The only exception is the old house in the middle of the village, which has a sense of time.

The men guarding the door can vaguely see a hint of red light inside.

The bean-like lights can't illuminate the house that is darker than the night. At this moment, the red light in the house comes from a broken altar that is about the height of a person.

Under the slightly weird red light, a skinny and short old man wearing animal skins dances around the altar and sings wildly.

On the altar, there is a mysterious skull with a silver-white body and two balls of faint green fire flickering in the eye sockets.

It kept opening and closing its upper and lower jaws, making a crisp and strange "clicking" sound, as if mocking his useless efforts.

As expected, the red light on the altar gradually dimmed.

"Woo woo~"

Seeing that the red light was decreasing instead of increasing, the old man gathered more and more, his hands and feet dancing like windmills, and spit flying everywhere.

"Ga ga ga~"

Seeing the old man's ugly appearance, the skull actually made a creepy laugh, sharp and terrifying:

"Stupid old thing, do you think you know this altar better than me?!"

"Plop!"

The old man stepped back in shock and stumbled to the ground: "You, you can actually talk? You, what kind of monster are you?! How can you control our altar?"

The old man was extremely frightened and even despaired.

This altar is a "treasure" passed down from generation to generation by Kimura. Although it always works sometimes, it works every time and helps Kimura get through several difficulties.

Until this time.

He offered half of the beast's corpse and finally received a response from the 'god' at the altar.

He thought he was favored by God, but he didn't expect that it was the beginning of a nightmare.

This skeleton has a strange power and can absorb people's essence, blood, and even spirit silently.

This skeleton was so well hidden that I didn't notice it at first, but by the time I discovered it, it was too late.

After more than ten years of absorption, all the people in Kimura are haggard and have haggard faces. Not to mention hunting, even the strength to curse is gone!

Seeing that his last struggle was about to fail, the old man fell into despair.

"Your altar? This is mine, my rare treasure!"

The skull made a sharp cry, and the red light flashed, and it rolled the old man onto the altar like a tentacle.

The altar was not much bigger than the old man, but with a flash of red light, the old man shrank in size.

He was horrified and desperate:

"Holy and majestic God, please save our Kimura..."

Phew~

At this moment, the skeleton suddenly rolled down the altar with a strange scream, and the red light dimmed.

The old man fell to the ground, stunned.

Suddenly, fine lines appeared on the head of the strange skull, tightly binding it to the ground. No matter how hard it struggled, it could not break free.

"Ahhh!"

The skeleton opened and closed its jaws frantically, horrified and desperate: "No, you, why don't you let me go?"

Buzz!

At this time, the dim red light suddenly lit up again, sucking in the skull's frightened cry.

"This, this is...is God sanctified?"

The old man knelt down tremblingly, kowtowed with tears, and thanked the gods for rescuing him and Kimura.

Suddenly, his body stiffened.

A pair of white and slender palms came from nowhere, grasped his arm, and lifted him up.

"God? Of course not."

The old man raised his head in fear and saw a fair-skinned and handsome young man looking at him apologetically in the red light:

"I am the one who caused you trouble..."

"ah?"

The old man looked up with a confused look. At this time, the red light had dissipated, but something fell from the altar and was held by the young man in his hand.

He weighed it casually and couldn't help but sneer: "Still so stingy..."

"This is……"

The old man swallowed.

"A blood pill, when dissolved into water, can make up for a small amount of a person's lack of energy and blood..."

The young man smiled and threw the blood pill to the old man.

"How did this happen?"

The old man was surprised and happy. He clutched the pill tightly and had no intention of asking about the young man's origin.

He welcomed the young man into his home with great gratitude, settled in briefly, and then hurried away to treat the villagers.

"I can't live without peace of mind wherever I go...My methods back then were too immature..."

The young man sighed slightly and dispersed the remaining willpower of Master Yixie, completely erasing it from heaven and earth.

Unless there is someone powerful who can cross the two realms and reverse time and space, he is probably dead.

This young man is naturally An Qisheng.

Before entering the world, he spent a lot of time digesting all the information he received, and then selected various plans to deduce and think about it.

Until finally, after sending the three-hearted blue soul boy to the ancient times, he himself came to this place, the time and space where he had left traces.

"call!"

He slowly walked out of the door and slowly looked at the sky.

A flash of bright light broke through the darkness, and soon, ten great suns leaped into the east sky at the same time. In an instant, they completely wiped out the darkness between heaven and earth.

It seemed that in the blink of an eye, the sky lit up, and it seemed that there was something wrong with his time.

In the middle of Kimura, an old man who seemed to be the village chief was making potion, and a group of unkempt villagers came from all directions.

Regardless of whether they were men, women, old or young, they were all sallow and thin, but they still stepped forward to take the potion and drink it in an orderly manner.

"Nirvana, Nirvana..."

Looking at the burning clouds in the sky, An Qisheng sighed softly.

Nirvana is the transcendence of life and death, and it is also the reshaping of cognition.

At this moment, everything in front of him was chaotic and disorderly.

Time and space are reversed, yin and yang are confused, and his previous understanding is being completely subverted. This is the process of breaking through.

It may also be the process of falling.

This is an unknown situation that he has never touched before. If he wants to cross it more smoothly, he naturally needs to find a reference.

The wild world has no shortage of nature.

And the reason why he chose this time and space is naturally not without reason.

His gaze shifted and fell on a fat little man lying lazily on the ground basking in the sun.

In this existence where everyone is short of energy and blood, this little guy is very eye-catching.

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