Chapter 519 Zhoutian Relics
Above the ancient painting, a middle-aged man holding a scroll and wearing a robe looked up at the moon.
"Psychic powers?"
Kong Ji almost screamed.
The people in the ancient paintings actually look very similar to Yi Taizu, the founder of the Yixing civilization and the founder of the imperial court of China, who had magical powers!
"No, it's not about psychic powers. There may be a slight similarity in appearance between the two, but their temperaments are so different that they cannot be the same person."
"Besides, the spiritual power has long since died, and he was born only a thousand years ago. He is a person of this era."
"The man in the ancient painting, according to Xu Baimei, should be the Sage Zhou Tian, who was born in the human era countless eras ago."
"They can't be the same person!"
Kong Ji took a deep breath.
Even on the earth, there will be situations where the faces are similar. In his opinion, this may be the case with the people of the Yi Tai Group and the ancient paintings, and the same situation is also the case with the Yi Tai Group's magical powers and himself.
even so.
He still had a doubt in his heart, feeling that it was a bit of a coincidence.
"Who is this?"
"Sage Zhou Tian."
Xu Baimei looked at the ancient paintings in the distance, then walked to one of the three thousand futons under the high platform, caressing it with his hands, and there was a look of reminiscence in his eyes, as if he was longing for it.
"This is the dojo of Sage Zhou Tian. In the Human Era, Sage Zhou Tian preached here and accepted three thousand disciples. He preached and learned his karma and solved doubts. Later, Sage Zhou Tian became a Taoist god. As time changed, the Human Era was replaced. This Zhou Tian The dojo was thus abandoned.”
"I searched in ancient books, spent thousands of years, and explored every corner of the universe, and finally discovered this dojo."
Xu Baimei turned around and pointed at the three thousand futons in front of him: "This man has passed away, but you can still hear the echoes of ancient times. My magical powers, my understanding of the sword, and the methods of luck and Taoism were all learned here. Try it?”
Kong Ji raised his brows and shuttled among the three thousand futons in the dojo, relaxing his mind and trying to feel the scene of the Zhoutian Sage giving a sermon in the ancient human era.
Walk with him.
A faint clear light emanated from each futon.
"As expected of a son of luck, he is indeed extraordinary." Xu Baimei said: "The saint's three thousand disciples are all powerful in the universe. Even though they have disappeared, their former will still remains on these futons. If you want to Sit down, then you must get the approval of these remaining wills.”
"I have been sitting here for three hundred years before I finally got recognition from one futon. I didn't expect that when you first arrived, you could actually cause all the futons to move at the same time."
Kong Ji raised his eyebrows.
It took three hundred years for one place to be recognized?
As soon as he entered this place, he felt a sense of intimacy arise in his heart, and each of the three thousand futons resonated with him.
But his eyes were still locked on one spot.
High platform!
Under the ancient painting, there is a futon on the high platform.
Xu Baimei noticed the abnormality and said in surprise: "Huh? Can you be connected with the will of the saint?"
Kong Ji didn't answer, but just moved forward. Finally he reached the high platform and sat down on his knees.
After sitting down.
The scenery in front of him changed, and his mind seemed to be drawn to the ancient human era.
Open your eyes again.
In front of him is still the Zhoutian Dojo, with three thousand disciples sitting there, all looking at him with burning eyes.
"I became a Zhoutian saint?"
Just as the thought flashed across his mind, a gentle voice sounded slowly, and the infinite avenues and mysteries were all flowing slowly in the voice.
The three thousand disciples immediately smiled, shook their heads, and were immersed in it.
Kong Ji was also attracted by this voice.
The content of the voice contained infinite mystery, flowing bit by bit. Kong Ji listened and felt the mystery in the content, as if he had returned to the ancient human era, listening to the great road taught by Saint Zhou Tian.
Endless insights are generated.
All the obscurities and unsatisfactory aspects of the integration of ten thousand ways in the past were smoothed out during the sermon, many questions were naturally answered, and the Taoist Scriptures of the Era became more and more smooth and satisfactory.
Invisibly.
Kong Ji's cultivation level improved again, and his knowledge accumulation became deeper. The golden immortal realm he had just achieved was slowly climbing to the next level.
"Interesting, really interesting."
Xu Baimei was also sitting on a futon with a long knife behind his back, but he was not immersed in the futon Tao Yun like Kong Ji, but his eyes were clear.
"A descendant of the human race can actually have such talent and be able to match the will of the saint. If he can help him, why worry about accomplishing great things?"
"Kong Ji, Kong Ji, I am determined to win you!"
A smile appeared on Xu Baimei's lips, and then he sat on the futon, closed his eyes, and waited silently.
Star of all realms.
"What happened?"
"Where is the master of Jiyuan Sect?"
The masters around the ring suddenly woke up and looked around, but could not see Kong Ji at all.
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Their memories still remain before the passage of time. They only remember that the game ended and Kong Ji was talking to Void, and they knew nothing after that.
In the Ji Yuan Sect's camp, the disciples who had just been cheering their sect leader and master for victory suddenly woke up.
"Huh? Who was Master talking to just now?"
Ba Ming asked doubtfully.
"I don't know, but now that the game is over, why is Master missing? Is he back?"
Wang Chao looked out the window, then looked back at the live broadcast of the arena. There was no one on it, and he couldn't help but frown.
"Have you received the message from Master?"
Hong Jing checked his smart watch, but there was no information: "Master's Wife?"
He Xianrong shook her head, and there was no information on the smart watch either.
She comforted him, "Don't worry, maybe your master has gone out for something, and will be back soon."
Although the other disciples felt that something was wrong, they didn't know the specific situation. They discussed the previous match with each other and believed that after this battle, Jiyuan Sect could be said to have completely established its foothold.
There was the leader Kong Ji, who was intimidating all directions, and the seven sons of Jiyuan Sect.
From then on, Jiyuan Sect became famous and spread throughout the heavens and all races.
Although everyone was discussing it, Kong Ji never returned, which made them feel uneasy.
"No."
Han Xiaoli felt more uneasy, and suddenly had an ominous premonition. He ran to the window and looked at the sky above the station.
The sky was cloudless, and the warm wind was blowing, which made people feel relaxed and happy, and there was no change.
Han Xiaoli's uneasiness subsided a little, but his eyes were still searching around.
In the distance, the temples and celestial palaces were still the same, the city was prosperous, the Jiyuan Sect's residence was protected by formations, and many disciples were meditating and practicing in the manor, discussing magic skills and spells.
"Am I overthinking?"
Han Xiaoli just breathed a sigh of relief.
The next second.
A cold light rose from the ground, and an invisible shield spread across the sky, instantly enveloping the entire Wanjie Star, completely isolating it from the outside material universe.
Then, the sky was torn apart.
The space channel opened wide.
Gaps were torn into the void everywhere.
Countless figures walked out of the cracks.
"All the races in the heavens, capture them all, and if they disobey, kill them without mercy!"