Li Ming was tricked into a novice village all by himself, and he can no longer leave. However, people keep falling into it.
The Little Dragon Girl whose acupoints were sealed.
Founding ...
“Baa baa baa…” The sound of ram’s horns suddenly came from above the sand sea. Li Ming’s divine sense swept across the area and found that there was indeed a snow-white sheep in the extremely shaky place.
Strangely, the sheep isn't real; it seems more like some kind of historical reflection, a world wonder whose origin is unknown.
The snow-white sheep knelt on the ground, kneeling devoutly, bleating as if praying to the heavens.
"Let's go take a look. This is a historical relic." Li Ming led Green Ivy and Black Dog and rushed over there, instantly appearing not far from Aries.
"What is this sheep doing? Is it edible?" Green Ivy licked her lips; suddenly, she felt a little hungry.
"This doesn't exist; it's a historical reflection of something that happened in the past. You can't have it, so don't even think about it."
"Why is a certain period of history reflected here?" Green Ivy asked, unable to understand, "Why is it reflected here in particular?"
That's a good question, but neither Li Ming nor Black Dog could answer it.
The ancient burial pit is full of mystery and unknowns. Who knows what is inside? Li Ming quietly looked at the white sheep and noticed that while it was bleating, tears were flowing from the corners of its eyes. Gradually, its voice began to sound sad, as if it was crying.
Li Ming didn't know why he was crying, and he really wanted to ask him.
But that was a reflection of history, a scene from the past. He couldn't communicate with it; he could only watch it quietly.
The white sheep prostrated itself every three steps, then knelt every nine, its devotion profound, its voice growing increasingly mournful. After half an incense stick's time, the white sheep stood up, its two front legs seemingly transforming into hands, gazing in the direction of Li Ming, a human-like smile spreading across its lips.
"Holy crap." Li Ming was terrified by the smile. It was really creepy. A sheep had a human smile, and it was so distorted. Li Ming didn't know if the sheep had seen him or was smiling at something. In short, the sheep's smile was weird, completely weird, like a ghost, too weird.
Immediately afterwards, suns appeared in the sky, nine great suns suddenly occupying the firmament, burning this area and causing the heavens and earth to tremble.
Li Ming thought that nine suns were terrifying enough, but gradually, more and more suns appeared in the sky, and the entire sky was filled with suns, burning this land.
Rays of sunlight poured down, like flames scorching the sand dunes, turning the sand into golden flames that burned fiercely.
"This can't be history, right?" the black dog said, trembling.
“Yes.” Li Ming said solemnly, “Although I don’t know what happened, this is indeed history. This is something that has happened in history. I just don’t know why history has become reality.”
It was supposed to be a reflection of history, but now it's affecting reality, something Li Ming never expected.
When history reflects reality, influences reality, and even repeats itself, what does this mean? Just as he was pondering this, the suns in the sky teetered on the brink of collapse, like children who had lost their footing and fell headfirst from the sky.
Li Ming quickly grabbed Green Ivy and the black dog and rushed out to avoid the setting sun.
Boom boom boom...
As the suns sank one after another, they created a spectacular and breathtaking scene, as if an apocalyptic bombing had left irreparable scars on the earth.
As the suns sank one after another, the area turned into a sea of fire, which burned and eventually transformed into scorching magma, with blood-like liquid flowing across the ground.
"If these things appeared in Dongsheng, Dongsheng would fall instantly and be destroyed instantly." Li Ming stared at the terrifying scene before him, which was as if nuclear weapons had descended upon the land, and it was extremely frightening.
It's simply unimaginable what secrets are hidden inside the ancient burial pits.
After a day and a night, the spectacular sight of the setting sun finally dissipated, the sun in the sky stopped falling, and things returned to normal. The ground gradually returned to its desert state.
What just happened seemed unreal, as if it had never happened in anyone's sight.
"Things changed so fast!" Green Ivy pouted, sticking out her tongue. "Was what we just saw real or fake?"
"It's true, but I don't know why it suddenly returned to normal." Li Ming landed on the ground and swept his divine sense around, but found nothing. This was still the tenth floor.
The sheep with the eerie smile did not appear. The entire desert was empty, with nothing in sight. Just as Li Ming withdrew his divine sense, he saw a funnel appear in the desert.
“When I swept through with my divine sense before, I didn’t find this funnel. There must be something wrong with this funnel.” Li Ming went over and observed it carefully. He found that the funnel seemed to lead to another region.
After thinking for a moment, I ventured in, and it was indeed a new world. However, the wind was biting cold and snow was falling heavily, creating a stark contrast to the desert environment I had just been in.
"Where is this?" The black dog stared at the white world. The ground was covered with a thick layer of snow, and snowflakes were still falling from the sky, indicating that this was an icy world.
Li Ming looked around and said, "This should be the eleventh level of the ancient burial pit."
The black dog asked in bewilderment, "The ancient burial pit actually has an eleventh layer?"
Li Mingdao said, "At first, I also thought there were only nine layers. I didn't expect the tenth layer to appear. I thought the limit was ten layers, but I didn't expect there to be an eleventh layer. If my guess is correct, the Primordial Burial Pit has many layers, perhaps endless. I really underestimated the Primordial Burial Pit. I don't know what secrets are hidden inside."
"But why don't the tenth and eleventh layers of our resume have pits like the burial pits we've encountered before?" Black Dog asked.
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