I just want to practice horizontally - Chapter 249

[Chapter 249: The First Generation of Muye]

Quiet and peaceful.

It’s like a white world in a fairyland.

Light smoke drifted, everything was silent.

Jiang Wuye continued to follow the source of the mysterious female voice, and felt a strange power lingering around him, and its influence continued to increase.

Gradually.

It actually made him feel that all his troubles and sufferings had disappeared, and his whole body and soul seemed to have been purified, giving him a sense of great transcendence and freedom.

the most important is.

Ye Anchen, who was originally dying in his body, like a rotten tree and candle, changed even more obviously.

After feeling that pure power, the Taoist scriptures in Ye Anchen’s body spontaneously revived and hummed, like a child responding to his mother’s call, and like a wanderer who recognized his ancestor and returned to his clan, he was joyful and restless.

If Jiang Wuye hadn’t intervened and suppressed her in time, Ye Anchen’s Taoist power would have almost transformed, left her, and returned to her mother’s origin.

This kind of power…

Jiang Wuye frowned slightly and had a vague guess in his heart. He couldn’t help but quicken his pace and ran towards the source.

Bo~

In the end, Jiang Wuye came to the source where the white pure power turned into substance, took one step forward, and entered a whole new world.

Ding dong ~

the distant and desolate sound of the piano echoes.

Green mountains, green water, thatched cottages, and fallen cherry blossoms.

Among the falling white petals.

A woman with a gentle and gentle face, not stunning, or even ordinary, was sitting under the tree.

She exudes the ethereal aura of the ancient Holy Spirit, like the Nine Heavenly Virgin, and also like an amiable elder next door, with green hair flowing in the wind, jade fingers playing the piano, and a gentle smile at Jiang Wuye’s arrival.

“Senior, you…”

Jiang Wuye looked at the gentle and ethereal woman in front of him. He had already confirmed her identity, but his mind was a little confused for a moment, and he had all kinds of doubts in his heart, and he didn’t know how to speak.

Ding~

The sound of the piano stopped suddenly, as if it had been repeated for thousands of years. It suddenly stopped at this moment, leaving the whole world completely silent for a while.

The mysterious woman did not answer Jiang Wuye’s question immediately, but looked at him quietly, with indescribable complexity in her beautiful eyes.

“In this era…wuxiu…sigh…”

After a moment, all the complicated emotions turned into a helpless sigh, and she asked with a nostalgic tone: “Is fellow Taoist Wu Hong still okay?”

Wu Hong?

Jiang Wuye was startled, and his subconscious reaction was that he didn’t know this person at all.

But inexplicably, he felt that this name was inextricably related to him.

In other words, it is inseparable from his Tao and martial arts!

More importantly, the moment I heard the name.

Somewhere in the dark, Jiang Wuye seemed to see a giant god standing on the top of the heavens, with a source of martial arts, opening his eyes and staring at him.

Rumble~

The soul is shocked!

The majestic and boundless sense of pressure rolled in across the ages, overwhelming the sun and the moon, and sweeping across the eternal cycle of reincarnation!

Thousands of mighty martial arts sounds exploded in his mind, and Jiang Wuye’s whole body’s energy and blood boiled and roared uncontrollably with all the training he had learned. He wished he could immediately find the source and get a glimpse of the true face of the giant god.

How does it exist?

Just mentioning his name can make the resonance of his whole body boil, making it difficult to suppress?

Jiang Wuye had a look of shock and yearning on his face, and he had a guess about Hong Yuan’s identity.

This woman is undoubtedly the first-generation Muye who was killed by Kunpeng as Ye Anchen once said.

Today’s situation.

She must have left an obsession in the inheritance of the Mu Ye people. Ye Anchen’s arrival only awakened this obsession, and it could not survive for a long time.

As for Wu Hong, who could be called a fellow Taoist by the first-generation Muye…

Jiang Wuye took a deep breath, his body trembled slightly, and already knew the identity of the fellow Taoist the first-generation Muye asked.

The Martial Arts Ancestor God!

A martial arts myth comparable to the taboo giants!

As for whether it is still there now…

this question is a bit heavy.

So much so that Jiang Wuye’s originally excited and fiery heart could not help but cool down, and he became silent and speechless.

Seeing that Jiang Wuye had not spoken for a long time, the woman’s eyes dimmed slightly, and then she returned to her gentle state and said with a smile: “The fact that you can

come here proves that there is still a spark in the martial arts, and fellow Taoist Wuhong must be well. If the Fourth Patriarch is Knowing this, I have no regrets.”

Fourth Patriarch!

A simple sentence, but a powerful message!

The originally silent Jiang Wuye’s pupils shrank and he suddenly raised his head!

During the Battle of Futian, the martial arts that had entered the dusk still had five martial arts ancestors who were comparable to the forbidden giants!

This was a secret he had never heard of.

But it is not difficult to know from the words of the first-generation Mu Ye that four of the original five ancestor gods died directly in the Battle of Feitian!

Four ancestral gods who were comparable to giants, the highest life forms under the sky, and they were all unparalleled martial artists of the same level, actually all fell in that battle.

That… victory! !

How can this be?

Jiang Wuye’s first reaction was disbelief.

According to the ancient historical records of all parties in the original Battle of Defeating Heaven, although there were some disadvantages in the early stage, it was basically a crushing force later on.

What happened that caused the four martial arts ancestors to die in battle, and the life or death of the remaining one is unknown?

The only explanation…

seems to be that martial arts suffered heavy losses again after the Battle of Defeating Heaven, which directly led to the death of four ancestor gods, the collapse of martial arts luck, and Mo Jie Tian is left to struggle to this day.

As for who did it, you don’t have to think about it to know.

Huh~

Jiang Wuye took a long breath and suppressed the boiling murderous intention in his chest. His scarlet eyes gradually returned to normal. He did not become mad and angry, but kept this account deeply in his heart.

In the future, if he reaches the pinnacle, whether in the ancient world or in the immortal realm, he will definitely settle it one by one!

As for now, he still has many doubts in his heart, and he is confused and unhappy.

As a witness of that era and a top giant, the first-generation Muye must know many secrets and be able to solve his confusion.

As for Ye Anchen, when he came to this world, the situation had stabilized and showed signs of improvement. It seemed that the power of the curse had been isolated, so there was no need to worry.

“Senior, what is the origin of the Great Desolate World?”

After a moment of calm, Jiang Wuye asked the biggest doubt in his heart.

All signs indicate that the Great Desolation is about to make a comeback and sweep across the heavens. All creatures in this era cannot stay away.

Before that, he must learn more about the prehistoric times so that he would not be so passive by then.

However, the result really disappointed Jiang Wuye.

“I’m sorry…”

The first-generation Muye shook his head apologetically and said: “Now I am just a residual obsession, and the memories I have are only those that cannot be parted when I am dying. Regarding the prehistoric world, I only know that they do not belong to the holy realm

. They don’t belong to the sky. As for their purpose and true origin, they are completely blank.”

“Don’t belong to the sky, foreign invaders?”

Jiang Wuye murmured to himself, although he didn’t know The true origin of the prehistoric period, but not everything was found.

But what he didn’t understand was.

What kind of shocking secret exists under the sky that could allow Anhuang to go to such great lengths to tamper with the way of heaven and forcibly evolve an era that should not occur?

Even after experiencing a heavy defeat, they still showed no intention of fearing or giving up, and now they were about to make a comeback and repeat the catastrophe at the beginning of the era.

Haven’t they thought about the consequences of completely disappearing if they fail this time?

After all, today’s Tiandao has experienced the lessons of being tampered with last time and cannot repeat the same mistakes again.

To put it bluntly, if you come back again, Heaven can create countless taboo giants at any time, or even directly change the rules to let you die if you come in.

Where does the confidence come from?

wrong!

Just when he thought of this level, Jiang Wuye was shocked again, thinking of the evil gods that appeared in ancient history, and of Lin Yu who was snatched away by Tongtian.

If the way of heaven really does not allow the slightest information about the existence of the ancient world, it is impossible to allow the existence of evil gods, let alone the existence of Tongtian and others.

Today’s situation can only mean one thing.

The return of the prehistoric era was deliberately brought about by the way of heaven, or in other words, by the real giants in the sky!

The purpose is to uproot the ancient world at once and leave no chance!

This is a game with an unimaginable scale, and it is also a huge gamble. Both sides are betting on who has better skills, the winner will be more capable, and the loser will disappear!

As for the bets between both parties…

Hiss!

Jiang Wuye felt cold all over his body.

Small!

Small!

Small!

He felt himself and all the creatures under the sky. In this terrifying situation, all living beings became like ants, like grass and trees, as small as dust. Life or death, unexpectedly… unexpectedly, it had no meaning.

At this moment, Jiang Wuye once again felt the cruelty and ruthlessness of Dao Zheng.

He asked himself, if that day comes and he faces the chaos, even if he achieves the taboo, will he really have the strength to stand till the end?

“I don’t have much time…”

The somewhat illusory voice of the first-generation Ye Shepherd pulled Jiang Wuye back from the illusion of blood staining the sky and mourning people everywhere.

Only then did Jiang Wuye realize that the obsessive body of the first-generation Muye had become extremely illusory, and seemed to disappear in the next moment.

Seeing this situation, Jiang Wuye quickly stabilized his mind and pulled Ye Anchen out of his body.

At this moment, Ye Anchen, although he had the power of the first-generation Ye Shepherd to block the power of the curse, he was still as haggard as a dying old woman.

Thinking of the stupid woman who used to be as airy as a fairy, untainted by the world, laughing and playing with him, and then seeing the scene now, Jiang Wuye couldn’t help but feel heartbroken.

“Oh, I’ve suffered so much for you.”

The first-generation Ye Mu took Ye Anchen’s withered body and stroked her wrinkled cheeks, his eyes full of apologies.

As a first-generation Mu Ye, she naturally knew why Ye Anchen was in the current situation. This was also the reason why she had left a trace of obsession to wait for eternity.

In gentle caressing movements.

The body of the first-generation Ye Shepherd gradually turned into strands of complicated and ancient scriptures and principles, like connecting a broken bridge, slowly connecting into Ye Anchen’s Taoism, making up for the flaws in her Taoism.

The majestic and desolate sound of chanting resounded between heaven and earth, and the Taoist rhyme was incomparably lofty.

Jiang Wuye felt the rejection of this small world, or Muye’s humanistic law, and his body involuntarily began to move away from the hut.

“Senior, Kunpeng…”

Jiang Wuye saw that the body of the first-generation Mu Ye was about to dissipate, and he couldn’t help but stop his retreating body and shouted loudly.

This place is a dangerous place like Kunpeng’s Tomb. If Ye Anchen stays here, without the obsessive protection of the first generation of night shepherds, his life or death will be unpredictable.

“The old gods in the tomb of the gods before the official return of the prehistoric era will not wake up again. Even if they wake up, the inheritance of the Ye Shepherd is given by heaven. The taboo is difficult to break, and it is enough to protect the little guy.” Ruo Youruo

. Wu’s voice entered Jiang Wuye’s mind, and the bright sky and earth in front of him quickly disappeared, and white gradually filled the world.

finally.

Dang~

The gong sounds.

The sound of knocking, neither light nor heavy, seems to have spanned eternity and continues to this day.

In a trance, at the end of the world,

an ancient holy woman dressed in simple white clothes, holding a dull gong and horse lantern, looked back at the familiar and unfamiliar vast world, and the joys, sorrows, and anger of the past emerged one by one.

In the end, the turmoil of her life turned into a gentle smile on her lips, which seemed to be saying a final farewell to everything in the past.

“Yun’er…”

Demon Jie Tian, at the end of the desolation, the withered starry sky, trembling slightly, came out with an old and hoarse voice, choked with grief and tortured by years of lovesickness.

“Miss…”

In the darkness of the alien ancestral land, an ancient coffin was shaking, and the old woman lying in it had tears falling from the corners of her eyes.

“Even if I spend my whole life, I will meet you again…” In

the eternal divine land, trillions of stars shine, and the starlight brightens the heavens and the universe, turning into cherry blossoms and falling on every inch of the land.

“It’s such a desirable era…”

In the Immortal Court, in the Supreme Hall, a young man shrouded in the mist of chaos reached out to catch the falling starlight petals.

His eyes that seemed to contain all the truths in the world penetrated the chaos, and seemed to see that long-ago era when you sang and I came on stage, where the heroes were fighting, and it was as bright as gold.

Only at this moment would his blood, which had been silent for several epochs, become a little restless.

this moment.

In all the heavens and in all the great ancestral lands, ancient auras were awakened, either with emotion or silence, and finally turned into a sigh, as if to bid farewell to this first-generation night shepherd.

In other words, it was a farewell to that era and their era.

Dang~

The sound of the gong ends.

The world returned to normal again, deserted and silent.

Jiang Wuye had already left Kunpeng’s Tomb.

Once again, I stood in the gray and lifeless Tomb of the Gods, silently watching the gray snow falling all over the sky.

“Old slut…”

He subconsciously wanted to argue with Calabash to ease the oppressive silence, but his voice stopped abruptly.

The only thing that responded to him was the sound of the whimpering wind and the occasional falling of broken monuments around him.

Under the vast starry sky.

Once again, Jiang Wuye felt deeply cold and lonely.

(End of chapter)