That artifact sank into Huangji's heart.

What no one knows is that there is a scripture floating in this artifact - the Great Wilderness Sutra.

The big flag in the sky, the storage bag, and the seeds of death are still rising and falling.

However, the big flag and the seeds of death energy each attracted a trace of desolate energy and blood.

Then, the seeds gained a glimmer of vitality, and the flag seemed to be held tightly by soldiers from ancient times, swaying back and forth on their shoulders.

Gradually, the banner returned to calm. However, the two ancient characters "Cang Long" on it radiated brilliance.

That mysterious brilliance condensed into two blurry figures. One was strong and majestic, domineering and majestic, and he was dressed in linen. He was the Human Emperor Cangmang. The other was tall and straight, and he was dressed in black black clothes. He was Long Yuan.

Cangmang first sent out obscure spiritual thoughts, but the cause and effect were mysterious and unpredictable.

The vast spiritual thoughts said this: "We had a premonition of this time and space, so we jointly used our own essence and blood to imprint this obsession that will soon disappear! Pass on what we want to say to people in the future."

"When you in the future see us manifested here, it means that endless years have passed by us"!

"We have left the time and cultivation resources for future generations to grow."

"We also have insight into the future and see the supreme emperor who cut off eternity, caused time to break, and opened up different branches of evolution."

"With his iron-blooded skills and unparalleled domineering fighting power, he commanded an iron-blooded army, sweeping across the universe and starry sky, annihilating powerful enemies that made us all fearful."

"At that time, people called him Yu Di. He was Huang Ji who always stole apples in your village."

He looked at Huangji, who was lying on the ground without any life. He seemed to feel the strange pressure of the Godless Emperor in the future after trillions of trillions of universes have passed.

What they didn't know was that the Emperor, who had pushed back time and space countless years later, was watching what was happening at this moment. He used great power to open time and space in the future of an unknown era, injecting a trace of life into the world.

In the artifact inside Huangji's body.

Cang Mang frowned and said: "Fellow Daoist Long, he is really dead, without any vitality, and his body is full of death energy. He is very similar to that existence, maybe it is just a resemblance. Isn't it true that what we have seen is not the truth?"

Long Yuan spoke, with a deep look in his eyes, and said: "It may not necessarily mean that he is dead. Although we don't understand cause and effect, that kind of thing is too mysterious, but we all understand yin and yang. You study yin and yang. I was born with yin and yang. He

Have you noticed the glimmer outside your body? Do you know what it is?"

Cang Mang shook his head and said: "I don't know, but he is thoughtful."

At this time, Long Yuan said again: "That is something as mysterious as cause and effect. It is luck. The fact that luck can appear outside his body and form a protective shimmer can only mean that he is not dead, he is just gone.

soul."

"But his spirit is immortal. No living thing can be as immortal as him. Of course, I am just reasoning to see if he will come back. After all, death is death."

While they were talking, the lifeless and shriveled seed did not enter Huang Ji's body. Fuxi was already looking at Huang Ji. He made a sound of surprise.

Everyone saw it, and Cang Mang said: "This seed comes from an unknown place. I don't know whether it is good or bad. The future we cannot see is unpredictable!"

Long Yuan said: "If there is a cause, there will be an effect. The cycle of cause and effect is mysterious and unpredictable. After all, we have passed away. Let people in the future solve what happens in the future. Nothing is eternal. Maybe some people can achieve eternity.

But we will never see that day again."

At this time they became very faint, as if they would dissipate if the breeze blew.

Cangmang spoke again: "Fellow Daoist Ancient, Fellow Daoist Zhang, one of you is a camphor tree planted by me, and the other is a totem painted by Long Yuan. I hope you can protect them and grow up. There are other unknown beings on the ancestral earth, and they will be there."

I will fight with you in the future."

At this time, the storage bag came to Elder Gu and Elder Zhang, and Cang Mang said: "I don't know what the future will be like. We may be wiped out by powerful enemies, but we must leave hope and a way out for our ancestral earth, the earth."

"You can completely refine this vast land of Bashu, the Great Wilderness, and hide it invisible. Some of the substances in this bag can be used to seal it."

"Even if those creatures occupy the earth, it will not be easy for them to find their ancestral homeland."

"After sealing, you put the longevity gold and soul river soil in this storage bag into the Mountain River Cauldron and the Time Furnace, and put Huangji into them for a period of time each, hoping that he can return."

Long Yuan said: "There is another Great Wilderness Sutra in this world. It will appear at the right time. It is the secret code of ancient times."

"It will also continue to grow. When it appears in the future, it will absorb the information rules of this era, and it will become a cultivation system."

"There is a drop of blood in that storage bag. I hope you can give it to a boy with a beak-shaped nose in the future..." Cangmang opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but they disappeared.

The sky began to thunder, and the black clouds in the sky were as black as ink. The air was filled with the smell of earth from the earth. It was pouring rain. The Yangtze River outside the land of Bashu was rolling eastward. Death in the wilderness was like a mountain.

It also weighs heavily on people's hearts.

Whoever abandons me will not be able to retain yesterday’s day;

Those who disturb my mind will have many worries today.

Huang Xi and her uncle didn't know that Huang Ji was dead.

Everyone kept it secret and told Huang Ji's uncle and sister: "Huang Ji went to the big city to find his brother Huang Yao."

Huang Xi is thirteen years old and has gone to middle school. Her uncle looks even older.

When she was still in middle school, she could still go home to take care of her uncle from time to time, but her life was getting further and further away.

The old man is always looking forward to his home village with a cane. He is very old. Some people in the village give him rice, some give him meat, and some give him tea. Even though Elder Gu and Elder Zhang are extremely powerful,

Nor can it prevent people born in the Dharma-Ending Age from gradually aging and dying.

The old man is dead. He was Huangyao, Huangji, and Huangxi's uncle. He was the old man who raised Huangji and Huangxi.

At dusk, I look at the setting sun on the horizon, and I think of your face in a daze. After all, recalling it will inevitably lead to sadness, and I sigh softly at the good times we had.

At the end of the night, the stars are falling into my eyes, and I am enjoying a soft time. The breeze blows and the candlelight is flickering, and I dance alone with no one to appreciate me.

I will leave the petals floating in the wind. I will store all the past and make up a beautiful dream. Maybe the fantasy will be more painful in the end. Why not share the fake happiness with no one.

You were once my frontier, resisting all my sorrows. The west wind left old friends behind, but now you are exiled by love and trapped in the center of tears.

Take off your colorful clothes and replace your tears with smiles. Waiting for you to put on your military uniform and go through the vicissitudes of life, the past will never stop flowing.

Go and fly with a sword, maybe you will be able to escape from this sadness. At dusk, you can see the setting sun on the horizon, and the stars are flowing alone in the night.

The sky is clear and the scenery is beautiful. What if you can go up to the sky without you?

The ship passes through the airport and feeds the loneliness. The frost in the wilderness sheds tears. Who has fallen from my sun? It is your appearance.

Take away all my light and set sail, but I can't compete with the hesitation. However, exile can't compete with the desolation. I want to dive into the ocean of memories to find your appearance.

Only you are my heaven.

One day, a big earthquake occurred on the ancestral land of the earth. In the center of the world, the ancestral land of China, violent shocks were heard.

The leader of the Eastern Dragon Divine Kingdom is presiding over the parliament in the Chinese Ancestral Palace.

One hundred and eighty-one divine generals and one hundred and eighty priests are conferring on this incident.

This person in power is named Long Fan.

At this time, he was extremely angry. Billions of ordinary mortals died in this disaster. Thinking that he and his family were powerless mortals back then, he was extremely angry when he thought of this.

He exuded great majesty and scolded loudly with a cold voice: "Can you give me an explanation as to why this happened and why so many mortals died?"

"Thirty billion mortals, where have our technological strength, your divine power, and your extraordinary abilities gone?"

"Is your basic shelter mechanism scrapped? All the huge resources that the Kingdom of God gives you every year are used by you to pick up girls? How come you are okay? How come your family is okay?"

His words echoed back and forth in the ancient temple, directly hitting the Taoist hearts of the priests and generals, forming Taoist questions.

His questioning voice made some people tremble with fear, while others were so frightened that they were covered in sweat.

They were all silent, no one dared to speak. They knew very well that their leader was decisive, ruthless, wise, powerful, domineering, and capable of distinguishing right from wrong.

Seeing that everyone was silent, he stood up suddenly with sharp eyes. He wanted to kill someone in his heart. He restrained his anger because the Xuanyuan Divine Sword beside him was shaking under Ding Lingling, and its owner wanted to kill someone again.

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He walked to the steps in front of people and shouted loudly: "Does our national law no longer exist? Do you take it as a child's play? The purpose of our one hundred and eighty-one lines and one hundred and eighty halls is to serve mortals.

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“Moreover, we want to make ordinary people not respect God, fear God, not kneel to God, have no God in their hearts, not build temples, not worship gods and Buddhas, not fear gods and demons, but let ordinary people believe that they are extraordinary and remove the God in their hearts.

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"Oh, it's good for you. The kingdom of God has provided you with abundant resources, but you don't do practical things, don't think about mortals, and always care about your own promotion and wealth."

"In fact, some high-ranking officials oppress ordinary people, so that they will never get ahead and live in fear of darkness. You are deceiving the superiors and concealing the truth from the inferiors. Don't think I don't know."

"What? Don't forget, I and my followers are all on the side of ordinary people. Haha, do you think I am just a decoration?"

He looked at some people and said: "Mo Li, you are the geological priest. Qingyang, you are the supreme commander. Shang Yan, you are the mysterious research organization. Come and tell me, what happened?"

"If you can't make me understand or feel unhappy, if my divine sword doesn't kill you, you can go to the Destruction Platform yourself."

The three of them looked at each other, as if they were in spiritual communication.

Finally, Shang Yan took three steps, cupped his fists with both hands and moved towards the high platform on the upper left. He slightly bent his tall body, then put his hands back naturally and stood straight.

Shang Yan looked directly at Long Fan and said: "My lord, even if you are so powerful, I'm afraid you are far from enough to stand up to that kind of power."

What he said made others feel extremely frightened. They didn't expect that he would dare to say such a thing.

In the quaint and distant hall, it was so quiet that you could hear your hair falling.

Long Fan sat back on the main seat and looked at the distant place outside the hall, lost in thought. No one dared to make a sound to affect him, not even blinking.

But Shang Yan took his time.
To be continued...