Chen Yongjie knew the scriptures of various religions and was constantly reciting them. He was also surrounded by creepy spirits and was dancing beside the fire... His body and spirit were recovering quickly.
From the current perspective, this is not a bad thing. The two of them are recovering from their injuries, accumulating the meaning of the Three Ridges of Scriptures, and gaining a lot from each other's chanting and being inspired.
This is the remaining embers of a demise of a mythical civilization. If one really digs deeper into the scriptures it contains, they are truly earth-shattering and the ultimate masterpiece.
As he danced, Wang Xuan actually sat cross-legged in the fire, letting the flames pass over his body. He was silent and immersed in the scriptures falling in the sky.
He cherishes this opportunity very much. If the extraordinary is destined to disappear in the future and there will be no more myths, this may be one of the few chances to absorb various classics again.
Why did he and Lao Chen go in and out of the secret libraries of various families to search for classics in Xinxing? They just wanted to slowly read through the cold winter season after the collapse of Future Supernormal and find a way out in the vast amount of scriptures.
It doesn’t matter if you don’t understand it at this stage. Just write it down, ponder it in the future, and spend your whole life to comprehend it.
He sat cross-legged for a while, then stood up again and danced with the creepy spirits, looking at the scriptures falling from the sky. The words and languages were naturally different, but they could resonate on the spiritual level.
At this time, a figure in white stood in the distance, floating as if she was about to fly away with the wind. She was extremely graceful, with her black hair flying in the wind, her beautiful eyes shining, and a strange look in her eyes.
Lao Zhang wanted to use the bronze mirror to shoot over again, but after seeing who it was, he turned away silently. He felt extremely embarrassed this time as he was seen by someone of the same level.
If this gets to the ears of Demon Ancestor, Qi Teng, Mingxue and others, and everyone in the circle of peerless masters knows about it, he will really be embarrassed.
"Fairy!" Wang Xuan greeted her warmly, which made Old Zhang so angry that he threw a bronze mirror down. If it hit him, his head would probably be three times bigger!
At the critical moment, Queen Nvzin blocked him, the bronze mirror fell, and Old Zhang sat cross-legged in the fire, discussing the Dao with a pale face.
Fang Yuzhu was absent-minded at first, then she chuckled, took light steps, and disappeared into the distance, leaving behind a beautiful silhouette.
"My lord, this is nothing. Didn't the scripture say that there is only one true me in the world? As long as you are not embarrassed, you don't have to be afraid even if the world's top masters look at you strangely. What is there to worry about?" Chen Yongjie consoled.
when!
He was hit on the forehead by a bronze mirror and fell beside three piles of creepy fire. He was in a daze for a long time.
After one day and one night, Wang Xuan's injury was completely healed, Chen Yongjie was also fine, and he had almost memorized the scriptures, and gained a lot!
Then, the two of them ran away decisively, because the creepy spirit allowed them to leave and did not chase them back. Instead, Lao Zhang was pulled along to continue the discussion.
"Which civilization do you belong to? Since it has disappeared, what's the point of your survival in a creepy form? Just let me leave." Lao Zhang said.
In fact, he did not intend to get a response, because there was no normal communication between the creepy spirits and the people in the world. They were just chanting scriptures and discussing the Tao across time and space, as if they were sitting at the two ends of the sea of time, each talking about their own things.
"I am your ancestor, and here are all your ancestors." Queen Nüwen spoke and sighed softly, and she actually responded truthfully across time and space.
Old Zhang almost got angry. Who was he treating as his ancestor? But he held back and finally became serious. This King of Fear was very strong. How could he communicate like this?
Zhang Daoling was silent for a moment, then said, "In this life, myths are reappearing like ephemeral flowers, withering quickly after a brief beauty. We still can't find a way to deal with it. Do you have any important inspiration for future generations?"
"Civilizations migrated, leaving only embers of myths. We set out at the most brilliant time, using human swords to clear the way, cutting through thorns and brambles, hoping to find a place where myths never die, and traveled far with our entire clan. However, in the end, we returned in tears and blood. The extraordinary longevity was falsified, which was indeed a brief accident. Compared to the starry sky, each time can only exist for a moment. We were exhausted, got the truth, fell in blood, and returned to our homeland. We had exhausted the myth time and had no way out. The universe corrected its mistakes, and reality was cruel. Myths were born and died at will, and we were too demanding. In the end, we burned and buried all the classics and ritual vessels, let the myths dissipate, and watched the ordinary performances become normal..."
Lao Zhang was numb. It was not so much that the Queen Nüwei was having a conversation with him from a distance, but rather that she was summarizing the disappearance of the mythological world she lived in.
However, they were unwilling to give up, otherwise why would they turn into ghosts and still exchange scriptures with later generations? This is the obsession of the deceased ancestors of a mythical civilization.
Wang Xuan and Chen Yongjie's bones have grown back, their organs have recovered, they are full of energy again, their bodies are as strong as tigers, and they feel so powerful that they can tear the demon ancestor apart with their bare hands... and they are now their own children.
But after calming down, they accepted the cruel reality.
"Alas, I can only tear apart Qilian Dao and Qi Chengdao with my bare hands. I am still not good enough to face a peerless master!" Wang Xuan reflected and couldn't help but sigh.
He was nearly beaten to death by the man wearing a silver mask, and he is still frowning now. He has no idea of a solution. The gap in strength is obvious and cannot be changed.
The two men were looking for the female alchemist, but they wandered around in the Gobi Desert for a long time without finding any trace of her. In the end, they could only walk around the three piles of mounds without going far away.
"Lao Zhang is trapped and can't get out in a short time."
"There are more and more extraordinary people in the Gobi Desert. This shows that many people know the legend of the ancient medicine garden and are looking for it. We can't just stand by and watch."
Three days later, the two were surprised to find that a lot of people had come to the edge of the desert, close to the spiritual world, from demon cultivators to human cultivators, and all major camps had arrived.
"This is a holy place for cultivation!" said an old monk, and even some old guys came running over.
Without reaching the realm of free and easy travel, it is very difficult to get close to the spiritual world, and for many people it is simply impossible.
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