Chapter 861 The Secret Hidden by the Gods

As the bitter voice emerged, Xu Qing's mind suddenly stirred up waves, and a memory that did not belong to him rose in his mind.

This memory is fragmented and incoherent so that I can puzzle it out.

Because there is a lot missing, it is still difficult to piece together too many complete meanings even in Xu Qing's mind.

Only one understanding emerged relatively clearly from the fragments of memory.

The Yanyue Xuantian Clan, before the gods descended upon them countless years ago, was still in the period of the Ancient Emperor Xuanyou, so its name was not this.

This clan's former name was the Xuantian Great Witch Clan! It was one of the most important allies under the ancient emperor Xuanyou, and also the clan with the strongest support for the human race.

It has an extremely close relationship with the human race, and fully supports the ancient Emperor Xuanyou's ascension to the throne to unify Wanggu.

Even during the period of Emperor Xuangu, the ancient emperor was a life-and-death friend to the ancestor witch of the clan. The two of them were partners and close friends before they reached their peak, and they saved each other's life and death many times.

The ancestral shaman was extremely powerful and could be said to be Xuanyou's right-hand man. He made great contributions to the ancient emperor's unification of the past.

The name of the only son of the ancestral witch was also given by the ancient emperor Xuanyou. This knowledge emerged from the memory fragments and reflected in Xu Qing's perception. It shocked his heart. His closed eyes suddenly opened and revealed Surprise and suspicion.

"Yanyue Xuantian Clan, Xuantian Great Witch Clan" Xu Qing's breathing was slightly rapid. He had never seen this history introduced either in the human imperial capital or in the Yanyue Xuantian Clan.

Looking back at this moment, the records of the Yanyue Xuantian Clan and the Human Clan can only be traced back to the great defeat of the Dongshengren Pupa Paper Emperor, and there is no previous history.

It seemed that both sides had unknowingly erased the history of the Xuanyou Ancient Emperor period.

But no one thought about it, no one paid attention to it, and no one traced it back, as if blank memory was reasonable.

This is extremely weird.

"Cognition, being affected!" These five words instantly appeared in Xu Qing's mind.

"It must be the power of the gods to affect the two ethnic groups for such a long time."

Xu Qing was silent, thinking of the Yanyue Xuantian Clan, and then he carefully sorted out the information.

"The father witch mentioned in that sentence is most likely the ancient Emperor Xuanyou and his close friend, the original ancestral witch of this clan."

"Zili means the son of the ancestral witch, named Li."

"This name was also given by the Ancient Emperor Xuanyou, and this is the land of Jiuli."

Xu Qing's heart was churning.

"Could it be that Jiuli is not a ferocious beast, but the son of the ancestral witch of the Xuantian Great Witch Clan?"

"Then what he said is unworthy of the Xuantian clan..." Xu Qing lowered his head and looked at the mud beneath him. His gaze seemed to be able to penetrate thousands of feet and see the seal below.

"Is the mountain road formed by ashes the remains of Jiuli?" Xu Qing was silent, and he was rarely curious about the land of Jiuli.

After a moment, he retracted his thoughts and sensed his own purple crystal. Inside the crystal, a skull clearly emerged, shining eerily.

Xu Qing squinted his eyes and looked up at the bronze incense burner above his head. Soon, he made a decision. He raised his right hand and waved it violently, immediately dispersing the smoke ring from the bronze incense burner.

The isolating power of the smoke ring also disappeared, and the gray mist that filled the surrounding area rushed in instantly, but a strange scene appeared.

After those mist approached Xu Qing, although the suppression of the power of the gods and cultivation was still terrifying, the invasion of Xu Qing's body and soul was actually reduced!

It's just that the feeling similar to the pull of cause and effect is stronger, making Xu Qing and this place extremely closely connected, as if they are becoming one and inseparable.

Xu Qing sensed it for a long time, with a bright light in his eyes. He raised his hand and pointed at the bronze incense burner. The smoke ring fell and the isolation was formed again. The spirit and cultivation in his body also became active again.

"This gray mist from Jiuli is extremely overbearing and repels everything, making it impossible for any cultivator to leave after entering here."

"But after I merged into a skull, I am no longer completely different from the gray fog here, so I am considered to be half of the same origin?"

"Then if I can fish out all nine skulls and have the same origin as the gray fog here, the gray fog will no longer be a restriction for me."

"In that case, the causal involvement will be extreme, and Gray Mist may not let me leave."

"But what if I leave with Gray Mist!"

Xu Qing murmured, then closed his eyes again and began to rest.

In this way, time passed. A few days later, Xu Qing opened his eyes and felt that the cracks in his sundial were lessened, and he felt that his moon fishing in the well could unfold again.

Didn't Yu Tou have any hesitation? He got up and walked to the location according to the memory.

After having a successful experience, it is relatively easy for Xu Qing to repeat the last success. Although the consumption of the sundial and the impact on himself still exist, after the Qianzhang Channel is formed and the fish in the well is unfolded, the world roars and he fishes with his right hand. Out of the water, suddenly appeared

Still swallowing it, still activating the power of the purple crystal to contain it and seal it.

The memory storm in his mind formed again, and there were more memory fragments.

Xu Qing suppressed the thought of searching for memories, closed it and trimmed it, and half a month passed. He passed this method. Although there were inevitably failures in the process, in general, Xu Qing succeeded most of the time, and his purple crystal Inside, the number of skulls, and a full four!

The four skulls made Xu Qing's connection with Jiuli Yi Land to an astonishing degree. He no longer needed the bronze incense burner.

The gray fog here has completely lost its impact on him, and the shapes wandering around him actually reveal a sense of intimacy.

Even if he wants to suppress the gods and monks, he can suppress it to a certain extent.

This matter is unprecedented in the Yanyue Xuantian Clan!

Even if Jidongzi were here and saw this scene, he would definitely be extremely shocked and couldn't believe what he was seeing.

It’s really unbelievable!

Four, this is Xu Qing's limit.

Because his bunch of brown autumn seedlings went out after burning for more than half a month.

Without the flames, it would be impossible to burn the red mother's flesh and blood, and it would turn into a golden liquid, which would be difficult to dissolve the silt. Unless Xu Qing could think of other ways, otherwise, if he wanted to continue, he would have to kiss Bai Bai to sink into the silt.

However, after thinking about this concept, he gave up.

As the place got closer and closer to the source, Xu Qing had a premonition that once he entered the muddy ground, he might be instantly identified as Jiuli by the shrine there.

thereby suppressing.

At that time, everything was hopeless. As for how to continue, Xu Qing did not think about this issue for the time being.

Because the memory fragments contained in the four skulls were constantly pieced together in his mind, until a scene that had been hidden for countless years and the mystery covered by the gods opened a corner in his heart, blowing the ancient sound. wind.

That is the story after the ancient emperor Xuanyou left. The ancestral witch of Xuantian Great Witch Clan refused the invitation of her best friend Xuanyou and refused to leave Wanggu and her hometown.

The two sides had rare disagreements in their lives about what happened to the gods.

But when the ancient emperor left and the broken face of the gods arrived, the world became dim and blurry, and with the appearance of the broken faces, there were terrifying gods one after another.

That day, heaven cried and all living beings wailed. These divine wines fell in the Wanggu Continent, some among the left-behind patchwork ethnic groups, and some in secret places, each causing catastrophes.

Among them, there was a statue that looked like a spider and came out of the broken face. Its stature was astonishing, surpassing most of the gods. Wherever it passed, the gods bowed their heads.

And his goal is also very clear, which is the Xuantian Great Witch Clan, and he wants to enslave this clan and become its followers.

The Xuantian witch clan did not want to be slaves. Under the leadership of the Xuantian ancestral witch, they fought against this god and other gods that followed him, regardless of life or death.

In this battle, the world rained blood and the whole area collapsed. As the great witch of Xuantian, as a close friend of life and death in Xuanyou, his own strength is naturally terrifying, and his clansmen are equally astonishing. Their witchcraft is different from that of cultivating earth. Each of them transformed into a giant, and some became giants. Some become giant beasts.

The battle was earth-shattering.

The Xuantian Great Witch Clan suffered countless deaths, and many gods were killed in the same way, and their corpses fell to the ground.

Finally fell to the Xuantian Ancestral Witch, sacrificed his life, and then severely injured the spider-form god worshiped by the gods and fell. He turned into the Absolute God Witch Formation to isolate the power of all gods, shrouded his clan, and protected his clan. .

Before his death, he passed on the position of ancestral shaman to his only son, asking him to uphold the beliefs of the Xuantian shaman clan and fight for the clan against the gods. His son was named Jiuli.

Jiuli is sad, but in this era, in this world filled with gods, he inherits not only the position of ancestral shaman and the belief of the ethnic group, but also the responsibility.

Therefore, he led all the remaining great witches from the clan to continue fighting with the gods outside the Jueshen Formation, never taking a step back or returning to the clan one day.

For the Zhuantian Great Witch Clan, Jiuli is a qualified ancestral witch, because time has passed due to the confrontation between him and all the great witches and gods.

The tribes in the territory of the Xuantian Great Witch Clan, shrouded by the Jueshen Formation, were given time to rest and recuperate. Gradually, a new generation of witch cultivators began to appear, and one of them had amazing qualifications and the qualities of a leader.

Because the ancestral witch fought abroad and became almost a legend, and the ethnic group also needed to change in line with the times, high hopes were placed on this one, who stood out from the ethnic group and became the leader of the Xuantian Great Witch Clan.

The ancestral witch is in the sky and is in charge of the destiny! The family members are in Fan, Si Fanquan! Therefore, he is the chief minister.

The memory ends here.

Xu Qing opened his eyes, his expression was endlessly complicated, because he thought of what he had seen in the information about Jiuli in the holy city of the Holy Mountain.

"Ranking of Mountains and Seas"

The status of this beast in Yanyue Xuantian Clan is very special, because in the history of Yanyue, Jiunali was subdued only once.

That was the first leader of the Yanyue Xuantian Clan back then, and he was also the unifying chief minister who led the clan to rise. His mount was Jiuli.