The white tiger entered the chaotic time and space from Tongtian Cave, and kept jumping in time and space. From ancient times to the present, it has gone to countless times and countless places.
In its memory, there are two things that shocked Han Yu.
First, the white tiger went to the early days of ancient times, and it was suspected that he had encountered the Great Emperor Tongtian. Unfortunately, he only glanced at him and saw the back of a stalwart. Bai Hu guessed that the Great Emperor Tongtian, who can travel freely between ancient and modern times, may not be dead, he may live in the past time and space, he may also live in the present, or in the future time and space.
This guess can be said to be bold, since ancient times, who can not die? However, the Great Emperor Tongtian may have been an accident.
Second, the white tiger went to a very ancient era. It is suspected that in the ancient times, he witnessed Wuya Mountain falling from the sky with his own eyes.
The owner of Cliffless Mountain may have come from ancient times.
Baihu returned to Tongtian Cave from the chaotic time and space, returned to the real world, and went to Wuya for the first time, and has been living in Wuya Mountain since then.
Entering through the door of light on the stone tablet, Han Yu appeared in an ancient hall. This hall is full of ancient atmosphere, extremely gloomy and gloomy. On the pillars and walls of the palace, some hideous portraits were carved, which made people feel numb.
Here, is the Lord of Wuya Mountain, the palace without cliffs, called Wu Palace.
On the throne of the main hall, there was a black-clothed man who seemed to be in his early thirties, but his eyes were full of turbidity and vicissitudes, as if he had lived for endless years.
Han Yu held Qinle's jade hand, and vitality was constantly poured into her body, looking at the person on the throne vigilantly: "Are you Wuya?"
The man said, "Yes."
His voice was old and turbid, with a supreme majesty invisibly. It was the voice Han Yu heard outside just now.
Han Yu asked, "What advice do you have for letting me in?"
In Wuya's knife-cut face, he was always indifferent, like a piece of cold iron, so that when he opened his mouth to speak, the muscles on his face did not move.
"A gift for you."
After Wu Ya finished speaking, with a flick of his finger, a black thing flew out, and Han Yu grabbed it into his hand. This is a piece of tortoise shell with two ancient red characters "Human Race" written on it, which is exactly the same as the tortoise shell Han Yu got before.
Suddenly, the two pieces of tortoise shells in Han Yu's Qiankun bag flew out and merged with the tortoise shells in Han Yu's hand. Eventually, the three tortoise shells merged into one, forming a "U" shaped thing.
"Suppression of unrest", "human race", and "Wandai" are linked together, read from top to bottom from the right side, which happens to be "suppressed human race is unhappy for all generations".
Han Yu's heart was agitated, and he stared blankly at the tortoise shell in his hand. Although he hadn't completely assembled the combination, this sentence had already touched a shocking secret.
Who suppressed the human race, why did they suppress the human race, and what did they use to suppress the human race
Combined with the word "human god" on the far right and top of the tortoise shell, it is not difficult to guess that it is "god" who suppressed the human race.
Han Yu raised his head and looked at Wu Ya, Wu Ya was still the ancient well without waves. Said: "These tortoise shells involve a shocking secret. The heaven and the underworld have been fighting since ancient times because of the secrets on the tortoise shells."
Han Yu said: "Because the 'God' suppressed the human race, and all the underworlds represent the human race, do you want to resist?"
Cliff said: "Yes."
Han Yu said: "Since the people in the underworld already know the secret, why do they still use me to collect tortoise shells?"
Wuya said: "They only know that the Protoss has done tricks to the human race, but they don't know what tricks they did or what they used to suppress the human race. Only by figuring it out can the human race be resolved, and these are all on top of this tortoise shell, obviously , now that the tortoise shells you have collected cannot solve the final puzzle."
Han Yu said: "Why do you see that the Protoss is suppressing the Human Race?"
Wuya said: "The suppression of the avenue is the handwriting of the Protoss."
Han Yu frowned and said, "The descendants of the gods are also suppressed by the Dao."
Wu Ya said: "You also said that they are descendants of gods, not gods."
Han Yu's heart skipped a beat, and said, "Is it the highest power in Heaven? The gods of the ninth world, they moved their hands and feet to make the Bafang world be suppressed by the Dao?"
Wuya said: "It's like this for now."
Han Yu wondered: "But as far as I know, the ninth world is also suppressed by the Dao, and the gods don't even let him go?"
Wu Ya said: "This is a mystery. All the answers are in the ninth world."
Han Yu said again: "Protoss, why are you embarrassing the humans?"
Wuya said: "The way is different and not the same, why do the human race make it difficult for the demon race?"
Han Yu was silent, the exclusion between races and races never needed a reason.
The problem that puzzled Han Yu before has been solved, but there are new problems lingering in Han Yu's mind.
"Is the Protoss different from the gods we have been yearning for?" Han Yu asked.
"There is no immortal existence in this world. The gods are also flesh and blood, and they are not much different from the human race, but the races are different, and the way is different." Wuya said.
Han Yu's heart was filled with hatred quietly, and the Protoss even asked the Human Race to be "unhappy for all generations", and he would never agree!
"Why did you tell me so much?" Han Yu asked.
"Show you a way." Wu Ya said lightly.
"As far as I know, Wuyashan has never been involved in the battle between Heavenly Court and Underworld, so why do you want me to fight Heavenly Court, or 'God' as an enemy?" Han Yu said. He remains skeptical about Wuya's purpose.
"Not participating in the battle between them is not not paying attention to the future of the human race. In a sense, I am also a human race." Wu Ya said.
"Huh?" Han Yu was taken aback, doesn't this mean that Wu Ya is not a real human race
"I am a creature bred by Wuya Mountain. If the entire Wuya Mountain is regarded as a magic weapon, then I am the spirit of this magic weapon." Wuya said freely.
Han Yu widened his eyes and looked at Wu Ya in disbelief. After a while, Han Yu showed a look of relief again.
Only such special creatures can be immortal and live from ancient times to the present.
"Wuya Mountain is stained with the blood of several Martial Emperors. It was those blood that gave birth to me. In a sense, I am a human race." Wuya said.
Han Yu nodded, and he chose to believe Wu Ya. Even such a big secret and cliffless told Han Yu that he still had any doubts.
"The battlefield of swallowing the demon body, in the ninth world, the invincible system of the human race should fight the sky for the human race and destroy the gods!" Wu Ya said.
The voice was still very flat, but it made Han Yu's blood boil and his fighting spirit was high. The brilliance in his eyes is like a knife, and he wants to smash the void, and he will come to the nine heavens and let the gods worship.