Chapter 265 The Ancient Mythical Sun and Moon!

Bang, bang, bang! !

Black fireworks bloomed in the sky of the capital.

Heavy collisions came from afar, and suddenly ancient ape priests walked out of the tomb. They dressed like ancient tribal wizards and sang ancient witch songs loudly. Their voices turned into real black transparent notes, one after another, floating in the sky, piercing Xin Xichen in the distance.

"This is his ape army!"

"It is amplifying the power of this forced control."

Xin Xichen was stiff all over, and he felt that the feeling of the hair tightening was getting deeper and deeper.

"Damn it, if someone hadn't plotted against me, causing all my capital army to die, leaving me alone, how could I be surrounded and killed!"

When being surrounded and killed by miscellaneous soldiers, it is very important to clear the field.

At this time, the ancient apes burst out together, and countless sharp black silk threads tightened more and more.

"I have to escape." Xin Xichen thought to himself, "Go back to the Emperor's Tomb! I was defeated by Jiusui before and entered the Emperor's Tomb. Now I can retreat temporarily. This guy who calls himself "Human God" is surrounded and killed by others in the capital, and he has become the target of public criticism!"

Swish.

He suddenly broke out and broke free from his restraints. A breeze blew and Xin Xichen disappeared.

"Wait, wait for me to come out next time, and I will take control of the world again."

At this moment, countless leaders and saints in the depths of the Emperor's Tomb were closely watching the development of the battle in the capital.

In the Changsheng Dynasty, one imperial tomb after another was buried deep in the depths, and the Changsheng saints of all generations were observing the outside world.

"Human God"

A hoarse and dry voice came out, "Although all the saints will not reveal their real names, origins, and identities, so as not to be traced after death and know your weakness as a ghost after death, the word "human god" is too arrogant."

"I thought I was cruel enough, but I didn't expect that there was such a cruel person in ancient times."

Compared with this one, their hidden hands are simply not up to the standard!

Another saint replied in a low voice: "Xin Xichen, his combat power is at the peak, even if we join forces, we may not be his opponent, but he was beaten by an ancient ancestor antique tens of millions of years ago!"

A saint's eyes flashed red:

"This is not a problem of combat power, it is that it turned us into humans and left a fatal secret door in us humans! It returned the hair and supplemented our foundation, but the hair he returned was tampered with and became a shackle to control us!"

Everyone was silent for a while, and no one spoke again.

Not only Xin Xichen was shocked, but even the ancient saints were completely silent.

They guessed that history hides great terror and ancient evil.

But they didn't expect it to be so evil!!

Playing so dirty.

Peel off their skin and take it to the grave

Perhaps in the eyes of that existence, it is like a rancher, herding future generations of hairless humans!

How can these skinned bald upright apes be his opponents?

In the eyes of this human god, everything may be destined. The moment he takes away the hair and brings it back, the whole world can't stop him.

"It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if Xin Xichen escapes."

"He created the immortal method, and now it is a book."

"No matter who wins the world, cultivate a descendant of the Xin family, burn his book Xin Xichen, and you can get the world's strongest immortal secret book."

"His ability is to create a method. It's up to us to defeat this guy who calls himself a human god."

"However, we still need to lie dormant. Even Xin Xichen is puppeted by him and can't move."

"We are weaker. We can't even stop him when we appear. We will directly become his puppet."

The saints looked at each other, showing a bit of solemnity and a slight arc at the corner of their mouths.

"It is this absolute disadvantage that makes the ancestors who created our human race interesting."

Ancient imperial tombs.

Between the red.

Through the unique [Jiuzhou ground veins] mechanism every 150 years, the population gathered here is unattainable even if the number of people buried with the emperors in the entire human history is added together.

As the most prosperous ancient tomb, this vast imperial mausoleum is full of bustling markets, and countless towns are bustling with people coming and going.

"Fresh rice wine."

"Tanghulu, Tanghulu!"

They maintained their habits in life, still doing various actions, and they didn't know they were dead.

On the street.

A scholar was painting for passers-by.

People came and went on the street for an afternoon, and he also painted for an afternoon.

Finally, a pancake vendor came over and looked at the scholar curiously, "What are you painting?"

The vendor looked out.

The street was lifelike, passers-by, streets, shops, everyone's expressions and movements, sleeve details, floor textures were all very delicate.

But what was very strange was that in the scroll, all the pedestrians, including himself, the vendor, were replaced by walking apes.

He became an ape selling pancakes!

"You, what are you painting!!?" The vendor instinctively felt horrified, "How come you turned people into apes?"

The scholar picked up the brush and lightly dipped it in ink, then continued to paint the sky and clouds on the street.

"This is our true appearance."

While painting, he explained to the vendor and whispered:

"Someone once said that humans should not exist. Humans are not humans at all. They are just a group of hairless monkeys with defective blood and skin plucked."

"We think we humans are the most beautiful animals, but we don't know that other species think we are extremely ugly."

"It's like we humans look at other species' hairless cats, hairless monkeys, and hairless lions as ugly."

"Habits are sometimes a very magical thing. We have gradually gotten used to them over thousands of years."

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The Nine-Spiced Saint has turned into a young man with red lips and white teeth. He sits on a chair with a brush and gently paints a landscape ink painting.

"Humans are skinned apes?" The vendor was stunned. "Isn't that possible? We are all monkeys?"

"Some things don't exist unless you believe in them." The scholar smiled faintly.

The vendor was not afraid, but found it interesting. He thought about it:

"Who is skinning us? I guess it should be those ancient mythical beasts. I heard that in ancient times, we humans were still very weak, and those mythical beasts were sadistic and liked to skin us."

"Just like our human butchers, they like to skin animals."

"I even saw a street gangster Liu Lang a few years ago. He liked to abuse small animals. Those stray cats and dogs were all skinned by him. They were bloody. Do you think it's hateful or not?"

The vendor had already thought of a plot in his mind.

The ancient apes were hairy, very weak, and bullied.

But some powerful races, some of which are tyrannical, caught those monkeys and skinned them, scalded them with boiling water, and then skinned them one by one with screams of "squeak squeak".

But those skinned monkeys did not die, but instead had an adventure, evolved into humans, and then sang all the way forward, overthrowing the evil beasts!

——This is completely a story from a storybook!

In the storybook, the protagonist was bullied, his entire family was wiped out, and he fell off a cliff, which turned out to be a blessing in disguise.

Here, the protagonist was skinned, his entire family was wiped out, and the monkeys turned out to be a blessing in disguise and evolved into our great and noble humans.

The peddler's mind kept filling in the blanks, and he was actually intoxicated for a while:

"This must be an extremely wonderful storybook. I'll sell the idea to the teahouse! It will definitely make money. I've even thought of the name "The Legend of the Ancestor of Man", what do you think?"

The Saint of Jiusui smiled, "The Legend of the Ancestor of Man?"

"Maybe." He continued to paint without saying a word.

Alas?

Why is this poor scholar still painting?

The vendor was surprised on the spot!

Hasn't he already painted the street scenes and apes?

The curious vendor continued to watch the scholar paint, to see what he painted, steal some ideas, and sell them to the restaurant, and he might make money!

He thought a little greedily, so he sat beside him and stopped selling pancakes, just watching.

In the scroll, black lines appeared on the head of the ape on the street, going straight into the sky.

A huge ape face was floating in the clouds, sitting cross-legged on the continent in the sky, moving his fingers, and controlling the puppet apes below through silk threads.

"This, this!??" The vendor suddenly felt weak in his legs.

An ancient fear deep in his blood was completely awakened, something was stuck in his neck, making it difficult for him to breathe, and a strong sense of suffocation suppressed him.

Hoohoo!

The vendor gasped.

He didn't understand why he was so out of control.

Is it that this huge ape in the sky is controlling the apes below through silk threads? Does this scene look thrilling and scary enough?

No.

It is not.

The bloody horror story of the ape skinning just now is obviously more frightening, but he was not afraid at all just now.

Now, just seeing some apes being pulled by silk threads, he felt his legs and feet instinctively numb, and a constant stream of fear emerged.

"Human fear is the deep fear of nature in their blood."

The gentle scholar smiled, his eyes were filled with pure smile:

"In the long history of human evolution, humans fear lightning, earthquakes, rain, and darkness. These great forces that can kill us have been implanted in our blood from generation to generation. Seeking benefits and avoiding harm is the instinct of all life."

"As humans multiply, they gradually revere nature, and even more so the sun and the moon."

"The sun and the moon, generation after generation, sweep across the ages, with a vast power of heaven. People worship and bow their heads from generation to generation. This reverence and fear are rooted deep in human beings."

He pointed to the lines: "You also revere the sun and the moon. That era was so primitive that there was no sun and the moon. These lines are the sun and the moon of that era."

The vendor was a little confused, looking at the countless lines on the ape's head, "Why are they all lines!!"

"In the Rongtian Ji, there are giant trees, giant beasts, huge forests, and rong lines hanging from the sky."

He sighed, looking into the distance, as if he wanted to see beyond the distant sky.

"What a pity, there are more things, such as what the principle of this line is. I have been thinking about it for a long time, but I still don't understand."

The scholar didn't explain much, stood up and shook his body, picked up the brush and inkstone:

"This painting is for you."

With that, he left directly, went to a wine shop not far away and got two taels of wine, then drank a little wine and walked away leisurely.

I must beat him within a month, otherwise, the whole world will be completely transformed into apes, and the consequences will be unimaginable.

The deadline is ten days, if it still doesn't work, I will come out.

"It's hard to do nothing." He drank the wine, staggered and disappeared at the end of the street, vaguely drunk.

So, am I a living person or a dead person now?

"Hmph! That scholar is so mysterious." Although the vendor had no literary accomplishment, he instinctively felt that the painting was so delicate that it should be worth a lot of money.

He carefully rolled up the scroll and was about to take it away.

"Wait, this person must be a master, it can't be a chance encounter!!" The vendor suddenly reacted, his heart was anxious, his eyes were fiery, and he looked around carefully, fearing that passers-by would snatch the opportunity.

But he flipped it and found that there was another scroll that had been painted under this scroll.

On that scroll, a mysterious tall and handsome figure was holding a scroll in the wild land, in the jungle full of flying dragons and giant beasts, and was teaching a smart black-haired ape who was kneeling on the ground and was humble and timid.

This picture contains an indescribable sense of sacred epic, as if it was recorded in the origin of mankind.

The humble and timid ape kneeling on the ground was very similar to the ape face that just controlled all living beings in the sky.

"What is this?"

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