The old man on the flag has a tall and straight figure, but not a burly one. He is wearing a green robe that drags about two or three feet long, winding like a green river. Looking at his face, one can see that he has slightly long cheeks and a gaunt look. Three strands of long green beard hang down in front of his chest. His pair of phoenix eyes are slightly narrowed, and he looks like he is looking down on the world.
But the most eye-catching thing about him is his extremely prominent forehead. There is a bulge about two inches above the center of his eyebrows, like a mountain rising from the ground, a strange man with a bizarre appearance.
As soon as Shen Luo's eyes met that of the old man, the nameless energy in his body began to operate on its own. His mind seemed to be pulled by an invisible force and floated directly into the old man's eyes.
There, there was a void starry sky. Shen Luo's mind floated in it, and then he saw pieces of incomplete memory, which contained fragments of the life experience of the old man in front of him.
Shen Luo looked at them one by one and saw that most of them were scenes of old men practicing on the rivers of the ancient land, controlling the river water, and more experiences of fighting with others.
The more Shen Luo looked, the more horrified he became. He also confirmed the identity of this old man, who was the ancient water god Gonggong.
And in his memory, all those who fought with him were ancient mighty beings who could move mountains and seas. Among them was a man with red hair who could burn rivers and boil seas and refine all living beings with his fire magic.
These invaluable memories were all the essence of training and fighting. Shen Luo felt greatly benefited just by watching from the sidelines, and the joy in his heart was hard to contain.
The water god Gonggong is worthy of being called a powerful ancient god. His water skills are top-notch in the world, and he has a mountain-breaking attack that uses his head as a hammer. His power is so great that he can even break Mount Buzhou with one blow.
Just based on the power of the headbutt, it is not difficult to break through the void.
Shen Luo was immersed in it and watched for a long time, until the surrounding starlight gradually went out and all the memory fragments disappeared, and then his mind flew back from the eyes of the phantom.
Only then did he realize that other people only saw the appearance of a shadow, and did not see Gonggong's memories like he did.
"That skeleton is most likely the body of the ancestor witch Gonggong, otherwise it would not be connected to this formation of flags. But I don't know why his body would appear here." Huo Lingzi guessed.
"The Daqu Kingdom has lived near the abyss of the East China Sea for generations. They live in and worship water, and most of their people are witch tribes who believe in the ancestor witch Gonggong. After Gonggong's death, they collected his body and buried it in the Daqu Kingdom." Shen Luo analyzed.
"I think that's the case." Huo Lingzi nodded and agreed.
As soon as he finished speaking, the phantom of Gonggong floating in the void fell back into the huge flag of Dutian Shensha. The surging witchcraft power also disappeared, and the area returned to peace.
Upon seeing this, Shen Luo immediately looked towards Nie Caizhu, and discovered that the light emanating from her body had still not dissipated, but the aura around her had obviously stabilized, but it was not yet completely stable.
But even that unstable aura was shocking enough.
He waved his hand and put away all the flags of the gods and demons in heaven, then opened the Xiaoyao Mirror space and sent Nie Caizhu directly back to the second floor of the bamboo building.