Zhao Ge

Chapter 153: The White Emperor died

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Tianji Valley, who claims to be "looking from the outside with black and white eyes, why not ask the secrets", finally got involved in these things.

However, it is not surprising to say the least. As one of the Eight Immortal Sects, Tianji Valley is in black and white. Since it is in black and white, how can it stay out of it

In other words, because of being able to calculate the secrets of the sky, there are absolutely astonishing things that Tianji Valley is involved in secretly. The people of Tianji Valley, they appeared in the blue morning light in cloaks and hats, or left in the deep night. They were originally part of this game of chess.

It's just that what can be calculated is a secret, and what cannot be calculated is right or wrong.

Asa led the Buyik people into the temple.

The black royal city has been ignited, and the members of the Buyik tribe are all tearful because of the realization of their long-cherished wish.

How long

How long have they wandered in the great desert of Klajuoma? Night and day, how many alternates, they trek in the vast wind and sand, just to find the legendary hometown. From generation to generation, from birth, parents and elders tell them the distant legends of their ancestors day after day.

The long narrative poem circulated in the Great Desert of Kalachoma is an oracle that each of them can recite word for word from beginning to end.

That is their history, their glory.

The white-haired elder of the Buyik clan fell in the wind and sand. The adults' parents took the bone knives in their hands, and the young children followed behind their parents, with the camel bell ringing distantly and crisply for hundreds of thousands of years.

— From generation to generation, this is the entire memory of all Buyik people.

It is also their belief.

But now, what they believe in is finally unfolding in front of them.

Chi Yan rolled up, and where the Buyeks walked, the black temple ignited a brilliant fire. The rolling fire is attached to the magnificent ancient murals, which depict scenes before the era-the throne of Namu is suspended in the sky, and the creatures between heaven and earth are subject to Namu's divine power.

In flames, these pictures are so brilliant.

They were born here.

—But see the fire of red flames rising from the abyss, the sky and the earth, and Namu, who ruled the kingdom of death, was born in the red flames.

Dotana holds the bone knife, looking at the temple that is slowly igniting and gradually becoming brilliant from the darkness, she feels that everything is like a dream—has it finally come true

Are they finally going to get back their former glory

The turbulent waves of emotions swept over, and Dotana seemed to hear the sound of the camel bells day after day. She remembered the long yellow sand that she had witnessed since she was born, and remembered that the Buyek family was suppressed by the Jintang Dynasty. Chased and fled like a wolf in embarrassment.

Now that's all over.

They will awaken the Naam who protects them, and they will become the most glorious family in Kladromag.

With wet eyes, Dotana whispered to Amu beside her almost choked up: "Amu, we...we...we are back."

She got no answer.

Dotana turned her head away, and Amu, who was also burning with flames, looked straight ahead, and the flames enveloped each of them. Dotana couldn't see the expression on her face, thinking that Amu was too excited.

She reached out her hand, wanting to hold Amu's hand.

However, at this time, they had already reached the front hall of the temple.

The temple covers a vast area, the front hall is magnificent and huge, and there are relics like giants.

In the front hall of the temple, an ancient giant tree as dark as iron stands in the middle. The branches of the giant tree are entwined like a horned dragon, and they are as black as iron. It's like metal, and it's like a godwood that grows directly from the black rock. In the main hall of the temple in the city of Naam, there is nothing else but a towering giant tree.

But enough is enough.

The flames had already ignited in the temple, and the main hall was full of brilliance, and amidst this brilliance, the giant tree was already dark.

The flame did not ignite on the giant tree.

This is a sycamore tree that makes people tremble and awe.

The horned dragon-like branches do not have a leaf, but they give people a sense of majesty. Every branch and trunk contained a terrifying aura. Where is this a tree? This is clearly an ancient miracle left over from tens of thousands of epochs. The soul of the ancient dragon is silent in the deep blackness, its roots penetrate the thick rocks, and hang down to the roaring black water below the royal city.

Under the leadership of Asa, the Buyik people worshiped devoutly under the huge deep black ancient tree—compared with the ancient tree, they were like ants.

According to the belief of the Buyik people, after death, the soul will be taken away by Zang Mu's army and returned to Naam's kingdom of death. In the kingdom of death, the soul will be absorbed by the Shenmu.

Countless souls of their ancestors lived in this towering giant tree.

Soul, soul, who is the one who binds you? The dead return, the living are miserable!

But at this moment, Buik's people are no longer miserable.

For they have come to the resting place of the soul.

Their ancestors, their fathers, all their deceased brothers and sisters... are with them.

"The fire of Nam burns time, and the will of Nam comes from ancient times. The people of Nam have returned to their old land, and all the lost glory will return one by one."

I don't know who it was, the first voice uttered hoarsely the words they regarded as beliefs. Moments ago, the low-pitched chanting echoed endlessly amidst the raging fire.

Kowtow, kowtow, kowtow again.

They cast their excited eyes on Asa at the front.

The gray-haired Asa stood up tremblingly, his eyes flicked across the faces of the Buyek people one by one, as if he wanted to deeply engrave everyone's face in his mind. Asa was very old, his hand holding the bone staff trembled slightly, and in the firelight, his face was full of sadness.

"The people of Naam—"

Amidst the raging flames and crackling fire, Asa's voice was low.

He had led Buyik's people through the deserts of Kalazhuoma for so long, and now it was all coming to an end.

"Our ancestors died on the road of pursuit, and our brothers and sisters buried their bones in the yellow sand in search of their old places. Now we finally return."

In his voice, the Buyek people showed sorrow.

They think of those ancestors, elders, brothers and sisters that they have been pursuing all their lives.

"With the blood of the people of Namu, awaken the sacred tree that enshrines the will of the gods, the fire of red flames will be completely ignited, and the majesty of Namu will return to the land of Kalachorma!"

Asa's voice suddenly rose, and he inserted the bone staff into the deep black rock.

Asa looked like a white-haired old man, but at this moment, his voice was like a bell, and the bone rod was inserted like gold and iron, and it directly sank into the hard rock formation.

He held the bone staff, and the bone staff turned into a lava-like red gold.

The people of Buik knelt on the ground half-kneeling, clang-clang-clang-one after another, bone knives with flame patterns went straight into the rock formation.

The bone knife was inserted into the rock formation, and the Buyek people stretched out their hands to hold the blade, and the blood flowed down the blade and seeped into the rock.

With the blood of the people of Namu, revive the sleeping tree, and the red flame will completely ignite on the tree.

And the supreme Namu will wake up in the red flames.

Blood seeped in, and the lines on Asa's face, facing away from everyone, were almost sculpted, cold and stiff.

He recited the lengthy incantation in a low voice, his voice was deep and firm.

However, on his face, in the firelight, tears rolled silently and slowly.

In fire, however, tears cannot even slip, they are gone.

... ...

The bad old man once said that Guazhou is the so-called land of the Phoenix.

In Ye Qiusheng's memory, some disciples of Taishangzong came to Guazhou to practice, and finally disappeared in Guazhou, but the elders of the sect didn't say a word about it.

At that time, Ye Qiusheng hadn't become Taishangzong's eye, but just a stunned young man who impatiently practiced swords with the bad old man.

When I was young, there were always many questions, and when I was older, I would know the answers.

After so long, Ye Qiusheng finally knew the answer.

Walking in the temple, Ye Qiusheng finally determined that the god Namu in the legend of Kla Zhuoma was an ancient emperor in the era.

In the Ten Thousand Immortals Era after the Chaos Era, there are only three ancient emperors left, and one of them is the White Emperor.

According to the broken legends, Baidi possesses the real body of a phoenix, and he lives in Wudong, where the Five Elements Fire Vessel is located.

Namu is one of the only remaining three emperors in the Ten Thousand Immortals Era, the White Emperor.

According to the legend of Kla Zhuoma, the fire of red flames rises from the abyss, the sky and the earth, and Namu, who rules the kingdom of death, was born in the red flames. And the phoenix is a divine bird that was born in the immortal fire. The phoenix is an immortal divine bird. It was born in flames and will be reborn in flames.

Therefore, when the fire of red flames rekindles, Namu will return to the earth.

The history of the Epoch is full of all kinds of imaginations, the truth is just the tip of the iceberg. What's more, the historians who compiled the ancient history of the era are just ordinary people. What can they see? You can only see the illusion given by some fairy gates.

Those startling truths are heavily hidden.

According to the legend, Baidi, who left after enlightenment, actually felt that the eighteenth Gu Clan was becoming more and more difficult to resist, so he was persuaded by the mysterious man in the cloak to move the king city to this dark space. When the Baidi Imperial City was moved to another space, the original location of the Imperial City—the so-called Wudong at that time—turned into a desert overnight, and all the phoenix trees died.

In the land of the phoenix's return, if the Baidi with the real body of the phoenix returns, where will he return

Return to the area he originally ruled.

And Guazhou is the land of the Phoenix!

Guazhou is the Wudong before the Epoch—or, the Keledroma Desert is the Wudong before the Era. Wudong is the fire vein of the world. There are phoenix trees with leaves like red flames growing here, and the Baidi who was born in the flames rules here. And when Baidi left, the fire pulse changed drastically, turning this place into a scorching hot desert.

However, the move to the royal city was originally intended to stop the killing of the eighteenth Gu clan, but it turned out that this was a plot by the eighteenth Gu clan to kill Baidi.

The person who deceived Baidi took away the red flames of the royal city, and Baidi fell.

The royal city fell into darkness.

Before falling, the unwilling ancient emperor cursed the traitor, and at the same time left behind.

The phoenix is a divine bird that can be reborn in flames. The people who were charged with the mission of reviving the White Emperor left the royal city in the sky and returned to Wudong, which had become a desert. In order to prevent the pursuit of the eighteenth Gu family, they kept their identities incognito and passed on the real history from generation to generation through fictional myths.

However, although the Eighteenth Gu Clan disappeared from the world's field of vision with the interruption of the Ten Thousand Immortals Era, the thrilling fighting in the Era did not stop there.

After the Eighteenth Gu Clan ruled the twelve dynasties, the Eight Immortal Sects who had many connections with the Eighteenth Gu Clan were secretly pursuing the ancient truth.

Just like the original Jiuxuanmen would use the improved Qingming Pagoda to explore the ancient emperor's burial site in Jingling Terrace, Taishangzong is doing similar things secretly.

There is no such thing as experience.

Those Taishangzong disciples who came to Guazhou and never went back were to search for clues to the ancient emperor's burial site here, and later died here.

Guazhou Ghost Town was originally a Buddhist city, but there is also an unknown truth hidden in the legend.

It is true that this place used to be a Buddhist city, and there were indeed monks with profound cultivation who sat here and turned into stone statues.

There is no Qingming Pagoda in the ghost city of Guazhou. The Buddhist city was built here by the Fanyin Pavilion to seal off the burial place of the ancient emperor. Maybe... just like the Jingling Terrace finally turned into the Soul Sealing Altar, there seemed to be traces of the ancient emperor's recovery in this space at the beginning, and the aura of red flames reappeared here.

And the monks in Fanyinge probably turned into stone statues just to suppress the revived Chi Yan.

If the facts are as he speculated, many things can be corrected.

As the elder brother of Taishangzong, Ye Qiusheng knew far more things in Taishangzong's eyes than others.

He remembered that Jiuxuanmen once suppressed a great power of refining Yehuo named Wenrenjiu hundreds of years ago. And according to the bad old man, Karma is not the man's hole card, but Chi Yan's hole card.

Wenren became famous hundreds of years ago, but hundreds of years ago, there was a change in the Baidi space suppressed by Focheng Town, Guazhou, Chiyan revived, and monks turned into stone statues to suppress.

— the timing fits.

That Wenrenjiu may be the Chiyanzhihuo refined from Guazhou.

The truth gradually pieced together like a jigsaw puzzle, Ye Qiusheng couldn't help but sigh.

There are too many things involved in these ancient secrets, the immortal sect, the dynasty, the eighteenth Gu clan...all are doing their best in this undercurrent.

How does a person face the vast history

Ye Qiusheng didn't know, and couldn't figure it out.

He knew that he was Ye Qiusheng, the Supreme Master, the Supreme Master's knife, and the Supreme Master's eyes.

As the truth gradually became clear, Ye Qiusheng stepped into the deepest hall of the temple. In the main hall, only one pattern lights up, a brilliant and dazzling altar.

Ye Qiusheng walked up cautiously holding the knife.

On the top of the altar, Ye Qiusheng saw a person.

The young man in a white robe with a longbow beside him sat there quietly. He had no expression on his face, but it made people feel that he seemed to be sad.