He trembled all over, and all the worlds before his eyes had disappeared. The words of Zhu Daozi echoed in his mind, like countless thunders rumbling. The world decayed, the old man dissipated, and the sealed world suddenly disappeared without a trace.
As the old man disappeared, a stone tablet suddenly appeared in front of him, a stone tablet that almost reached into the sky with its top not visible. It was simple and desolate, exuding a sense of ancient times.
Feng Qingyang was so shocked that he seemed not to notice the stone tablet beside him. He was already immersed in the old man's words. Could it be that the Yinxu Curse existed only for him
Is Curse Daozi a powerful person or a spirit of the sealed world? If the sealed world has spirits, then does the world of control also have spirits? If we really have to make such a distinction, then what about the spirit world
Feng Qingyang just felt that his brain was not enough at the moment. Although the old man had disappeared, his words were still spreading in his ears like a raging storm, lasting for a long time.
"The first generation of the curse ancestor - Hou! I created the world with my tyrannical power, wanting to break this endless cage, but... the heaven and earth would not allow it. In my rage, I split the spirit world into two, and from then on there was the world of control and the world of sealing!"
"The second generation ancestor of the curse - Curse! I woke up and became one with the darkness, and the sealed world is indistinguishable from each other. This world is withering, without any life. I feel very lonely, and finally open the seal of the sealed world and migrate the creatures of the world here!"
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"The third generation..."
"The fourth generation - Zhu Daozi!" After a long time, Feng Qingyang regained his composure, assessed his trembling heart, and silently looked at the stone tablet that pierced the sky.
There was no expense on the stone tablet, only some complicated inscriptions. On the stone tablet, there were four rows of large characters engraved, all of which were the current spirits of the sealed world. Under the large characters, there were countless small characters.
Those small characters were all recording how many people had died when the war between the Control World and the Sealed World broke out, and how many powerful people had been permanently suppressed and would never be able to reincarnate.
Feng Qingyang read it calmly. What kind of stormy waves were hidden under his calm appearance? He stood alone beside the stone tablet, as if to accompany it.
"Is Hou Zun the first generation spirit of the sealed world?" Feng Qingyang murmured, only to feel his throat dry and hoarse, his lips and teeth moving slightly with a hint of bitterness.
At this moment, he was confused. Why did Hou Zun become the first generation of the Sealed World Spirit? How to distinguish between the Control World and the Sealed World? They were both under the Spirit World, so how could there be two different worlds
Why are the two realms at war? Why is the only way of spells in the sealed realm so dominant, and why are there three thousand ways in the controlled realm? Feng Qingyang was dizzy and had no idea what to think or do.
He wanted to ask the mixed-feathered bird on his shoulder, but no matter how he called, there was no response. He was upset and wanted to enter the boundary bead, but unexpectedly found that the boundary bead was isolated from him.
"The Hou Zun's dojo is in the Sealed Realm... Is he the first generation of Sealed Realm spirit? Then how did the zombies in charge of the realm appear? Wouldn't the zombies be suppressed by the Heavenly Dao if they went to the Sealed Realm?"
Feng Qingyang said bitterly, fearing that he couldn't hear him, he roared wildly in the void, and with this roar, the stone tablet shattered, the sky collapsed, and he returned to his own world again.
Looking around, it seemed that he was still speeding through the void, and the mixed-feather bird on his shoulder was combing the only feather on his tail out of boredom.
The boundary bead was quiet, Zhu Xuezhu and Di Xianxian were playing around, and the snake girl was still floating steadily in the light cocoon. Everything was silently telling him that everything before seemed to be just an illusion.
But Feng Qingyang understood that it was definitely not an illusion, but reality. It was the scene that the Yinxu Curse targeted at him. At this time, he finally understood that his appearance was not accidental, but a chess piece that fate had arranged long ago, and was quietly moving towards the predetermined track.
Sometimes, he would hear someone beside him calling him softly, asking him to wake up quickly. Sometimes, the soft voice seemed a little impatient, and he instinctively wanted to catch it, but when he listened carefully, he helplessly discovered that the voice had disappeared long ago.
For this reason, he always regarded the calls from his side as the favor of the zombie clan to him, and he would never forget the zombie king he met when he obtained the boundary bead.
He is the zombie king who exists across time, and is probably the only zombie king in the world. However, after meeting Feng Qingyang, he still performed the Qi Tian magic for him at the cost of his soul being destroyed.
The world of cultivation where he existed was just an illusion, which was eventually turned into reality by the will of heaven. Everything he encountered in the spiritual world seemed impossible, but if you think about it carefully, you will feel that it was a coincidence, or it was arranged long ago.
Whether it is to obtain the fortune of the Shang Dynasty, or to become the son of Feng Shui, even the current identity of a disciple of the Nine Heavens Palace, all carry a specific route.
This route had already been drawn for him, waiting for him to move forward and find out the truth. Once he got the ten Yama Orders, they would form a compass.
When the compass appears, it will be the moment when the battle between the master and the seal of the world will start again, and at that time, he will get the truth he wants, but he still has to go to the sealed world to find this truth.
Feng Qingyang took a deep breath and understood all these things. Although some of them were bizarre and some of them could not be dealt with realistically, they all existed.
He was indeed involved in a conspiracy, but he didn't know what the conspiracy was. He only knew that he should strengthen his cultivation now. Only then would he be qualified to peel off the layers of fog that blocked his sight and learn the truth.
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He shook his head, treating everything that had happened in his mind as a dream, but this dream was so real that he knew someone was waiting for him in the sealed world.
That person is not only a zombie, but also named Zhu Daozi!
"That's Feng Qingyang... He's there!" There was a sudden noise in his ears, as if someone was pointing at him, and in a flash, countless roars appeared.
Even though it was dark now, there was still a dazzling light. Feng Qingyang focused his eyes and saw a figure appear in front of him. It was him who was shouting loudly.
"Since you are merciless, don't blame me." Feng Qingyang stared at the man, raised his right hand and waved it forward, like a gust of wind sweeping fallen leaves. With this wave, the wind and clouds surged, and the sky rolled back and shook. When the wind and clouds calmed down, the man was still in front.
However, Feng Qingyang never looked at him again. Instead, he whizzed past him and continued to rush towards the wellhead. Just as he dodged the man, there was a loud splash, and the burly man turned into ashes in an instant and disappeared.
"Feng Qingyang!"
At the moment he left, there was another shock between heaven and earth. It was the roar of the void. It was not the sound of one person, but the shouting of so many people that the heaven and earth were assimilated by this sound.