"Who gave birth to ......" Wanwan glared at him unhappily, but remembering the previous scene, she was suddenly a little deflated, and then she turned her head back and said, "You dropped the chain at the critical moment, don't you allow me to sulk a little?" ”

Is this angry? Mo Zhiyu was stunned, he didn't understand women, so let's nibble on apples quietly.

The two of them followed the Shinto Road all the way up, and the weeds were overgrown beside the road, and many of the ruins were submerged in the green vines, and there was no sign of any living creatures.

"It seems that there are not only no people here for more than 2,000 years, but also animals." Mo Zhiyu threw the apple core into the grass on the side of the road, thinking that he didn't know if it would sprout next time.

"When the Emperor Chentian sealed the mountain, he had already ordered all the living creatures to be killed." Wanwan looked left and right in front of her, "Coupled with the poisonous miasma at the foot of the mountain, this place should be said to be a rare and pure place." ”

When she heard Wanwan say this, a series of shadows suddenly flashed in front of Mo Zhiyu's eyes.

Fire, swords, cries...... This seemingly quiet land was once filled with carnage?

Wanwan looked at Mo Zhiyu in a daze, and shouted, "Hey, let's go." Are you still enjoying the scenery? ”

Mo Zhiyu came to his senses, answered, and followed in a few steps.

He was confused, why did he flash these things as soon as he came here? It stands to reason that this is a place more than 2,000 years ago, and he probably hasn't been there. So where do these memories come from?

Based on years of experience, is he not just reborn, but also reincarnated?

"Remember, you are you, you are just an ink delirium."

This sentence flashed through my mind again, it was the words of the remnant soul. By the way, this situation should be asked to the portable encyclopedia. He immediately communicated with the hermit in his head: "Hey, master, analyze and analyze! ”

However, there was no response, and the head was empty. Is there a strike at this time?

Mo Zhiyu was so depressed, and at this time, he remembered Wanwan's voice in his ears again: "Hey, you are going to kiss the stone statue any further." ”

As soon as Mo Zhiyu heard this, he quickly stopped his feet, and suddenly there was a hideous giant face in front of him: angry eyes, high nose, big mouth, and fangs. Frightened, he collapsed three steps back, and sighed: "The aesthetics of this ancient man are really amazing." ”

Wanwan looked at him, looked puzzled, and said, "You're so strange, you've been distracted." ”

Of course, it was impossible for Mo Zhiyu to tell the truth, and he said without blinking his eyes: "The main thing is that the Emperor Chentian is famous, and it is really emotional to be able to come to his mausoleum." That's what it feels like for Xiao Transparent to see the Great God, you know? ”

"Nonsense." Of course, Wanwan also knew that Mo Zhiyu was talking nonsense, and she didn't bother to ask, so she glanced at him obliquely and went straight forward.

Mo Zhiyu looked up at the building in front of him. Although it is still dilapidated, this hall can be said to be the most intact in the midst of the ruins and ruins on the ground, at least it has not collapsed.

Mo Zhiyu walked into the main hall, and the main hall was very large. Although the sunlight shone down from the shattered roof of the temple, casting shadows below, it was still dim.

Mo Zhiyu saw Wanwan standing in front of a huge stone tablet, he walked over and asked, "Did you find anything?" ”

"Nope." Wanwan stretched out her hand to brush the dust on the stone tablet in front of her, "The handwriting is so corroded that I can only vaguely distinguish a few words, and I can't connect them together." However, according to the usual practice, this should be engraved with the great achievements of Emperor Chentian or something. ”

Then she suddenly frowned, as if she had thought of something, looked up at Mo Zhiyu, and said, "You actually discuss this with me so calmly?" We're not on the same path! ”

"It's okay to have the same purpose, but it's a big deal to break up in the end." Mo Zhiyu looked indifferent, and also reached out to pull the dust on the stone tablet, "When you are in the desert, when you are in Linqi, aren't you like this?" ”

Mo Zhiyu was a head higher than Wanwan, and all the ashes he shot flew to Wanwan, choking and coughing, she covered her mouth and nose and stepped back, glaring at Mo Zhiyu dissatisfiedly: "You did it on purpose, right?" ”

Mo Zhiyu did not reply to him, but his eyes were attracted by the words on the stele, the words on this are more clearly preserved than below, and this small piece of place reads: "The emperor entered this mountain when he was young, and won the Emperor Xuanyuan Sword." ”

"This Emperor Xuanyuan Sword?" Mo Zhiyu was startled for a moment, "Is that the god-killing sword?" ”

Wanwan stood next to her and said, "Yes, the Human Emperor used this sword to kill the last Heavenly Emperor." Therefore, when Emperor Chentian got up, he was under the banner of 'the reincarnation of the human emperor'. ”

Mo Zhiyu continued to pat the ashes, looking at another clearer word: "The emperor worshiped the Sword Heng Sect for three years, and he was the first, self-cultivation of the 'Art of Yuan Force', and he became famous all over the world." ”

"Is this the origin of Yuanli cultivation?" Mo Zhi pondered.

"It is said that the cultivation of Yuan Li was obtained by Emperor Chentian and the Emperor Xuanyuan Sword." Wanwan still covered her mouth and nose and said, "Then he also taught it to the people around him very generously, and since then, the Yuanli cultivation has replaced the traditional ancient martial arts practice." ”

Mo Zhiyu found another piece of clearer words: "The emperor enlightened on this mountain, rejuvenated the country, and was called 'Emperor Chen'." ”

"This mountain is really famous, Emperor Chentian picked up the Xuanyuan Sword of the Human Emperor here, and realized the founding of the country here." Mo Zhiyu smiled and said, "It's really a place of dragon prosperity, no wonder the mausoleum was built here." ”

He continued to look at another clear handwriting: "The world was initially decided, and the country was named 'Donghua Shangguo', and the princes were divided, and the chronology and national law were drafted. ”

Then I found a handwriting, which was much more blurry here, and could only be vaguely recognized: "In the second year of Chenli, the 'Killing God Order' was promulgated, and the Emperor Xuanyuan Sword was damaged, and the sword platform was built to cast the 'Tian'a Sword'." ”

"The Tian'a Sword was originally recreated by the Human Emperor Xuanyuan Sword!" Mo Zhiyu was surprised, and subconsciously clenched his left hand.

"That's right, otherwise why is 'Tian'a Sword' the only divine weapon in this world?" Wanwan was a little impatient next to her, "What's the use of these you see?" The matter of Emperor Chentian, the children are calloused. Hurry up and take a look at the entrance to the dungeon. ”

"Don't worry, you can't let go of any clues." Mo Zhiyu smiled back at him, and then suddenly his expression became solemn, because he realized that the few clear places he had just cleaned were related, and the cracks in these places were connected together, and they were a magic circle.

Mo Zhiyu quietly glanced at Wanwan to confirm that he was facing away from her, and then he looked back at the tombstone, his eyes glowing with molten gold.

Sure enough, in the vision of the Eye of the Divine Descent, this circle became extremely clear. Mo Zhiyu stretched out his hand and pressed it in the middle of the circle, injecting Yuan Force, letting his Yuan Force control this magic circle, and then the magic circle slowly rotated, and suddenly there was a "boom" sound from the ground.

"There is fire and water, these two elemental forces are the most incompatible, how can they appear at the same time?" - Next chapter, "Sword Casting Table"

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