Chapter 22: Ancient Truth (I)
It was a feeling of blood being thicker than water, and although I had never been willing to admit it, I had always known that there was a connection between my Great Grandfather and me that I could not tell. At this moment, the moment I saw this back, the blood in my body was churning, a feeling that I didn't have when I was with my old man, my old lady, my grandparents. I don't know if it's because I was an ordinary person before, and I've now become a first line immortal realm related, but the moment I saw this back, I naturally knew who this person really was.
"Tai grandpa, is it really you?" I asked once again, this man, changed the entire Guo family ah, changed the trend of the entire world, it's not too much to say that this man changed the entire world.
"He has gone, you have to know, we cultivate can be immortal, but there are three people in the world, they come back from that place, they can never go back. It's someone, who won't let them go back." At this time, Kunlun Zi said to me.
There are three people in this world who come back from that place and can never go back? After Kunlun Zi said this to me, it coincided with some of my previous thoughts, and I really thought of who these three people really were in a flash.
Guo Zhongyong, Ling Xiaozi, and one more person, if I'm not mistaken, it should be the first emperor of the ages, Qin Shi Huang.
"Is it the three people I was thinking of?" I asked.
Kunlun Zi nodded and said, "It was only recently that I learned the truth from my senior uncle, it turns out that there was no senior uncle at all, he was the Ling Xiao Ancestor. The three people back then, came back from above the nine heavens, the ancestor came to Kunlun, Guo Zhongyong's life and death is unknown, and Qin Shihuang, he had a secret method, molded a golden coffin, and retained the strength of the Immortals."
"All of this, in the words of the Ancestor, concerns a great secret, a heavenly secret, about the Nine Heavens above." Kunlun Zi continued. After saying that, he wasn't talking and instead looked at Guo Zhongyong.
I looked at this back, I don't know what the hell I was thinking, in fact, when I saw this man, my mind went almost blank, before that, I had been wondering whether I was lucky or unfortunate to have such ancestors. Was it really right for them to impose what they wanted, what they were going to do, on their descendants?
But I also sometimes think that it is actually because of them that our lives are different from others.
If it were not for Zhongyong Guo, I might still be in Zhengzhou, working from nine to five to make ends meet, but with him, I am now the headmaster of Kunlun, a first-tier Immortal realm, and expected to become an Immortal! These years of experience although I keep having thrills, but not have to say, this kind of thrill and excitement gave me a different feeling.
This kind of life has meaning.
"Where did he go? Went back? Or died?" I asked Kunlunzi.
"I don't know, he came here a hundred years ago, that day, there was a conversation between him and the ancestor, the content of the conversation no one knows, only that he, in the later days, never came out of the mountain again, San Liang, no matter where he went, but he left a corner of the remnants of this place, just to wait for you to come, and what happens next, is what happens to you, the Guo family. Use your blood, to touch him." Kunlun Zi said, after he finished speaking, he really handed this place over to me and turned around and disappeared.
Use my blood, to touch him, to learn some truth.
I bit my own finger, went to drop blood on this stage in front of me, when my blood drops to the ground, the opening is convergence, blood has been dripping, those blood, in a line like in the running, in the convergence, in the outline of a pattern.
This pattern, surprisingly, formed a Tai Chi.
The blood was guided by an invisible force, outlining a huge Taiji, and the figure of my Great Grandfather Guo Zhongyong was in the center of this Taiji figure.
When this one Taiji convergence was complete, the white mist that surrounded it seemed to be vaporized by the power of the blood. Vaporizing a party of pure land, my Great Grandfather Guo Zhongyong in the middle of the pure land seemed to have a trace of popularity.
"You're here." Suddenly, I heard a sentence, a sentence that seemed to be coming from another world, a kind voice, the power of the bloodline that literally allowed my Great Grandfather to communicate with me.
"Hmm." I said. There were many, many words to say to this old man before, but when it really came to this time, I didn't know what to say when facing him.
"When it really comes to this time, there are some truths that you must be made aware of, and you are definitely qualified to know all of them." He said.
Next, my great grandfather told me a lot, some of these things he told me, I had once guessed before, and some, not, but I have to say, this so-called truth, gave me too much of a shock.
Myths and legends of the gods, is really exist, in the ancient times, there really is such a group of people, in the earth this place to cultivate, relying on the earth's unique aura cultivation, the day to fly up to become an immortal. Where did the immortals go? It is to go to the nine heavens above.
Above the nine heavens, it is not the Immortal Palace, but another place. But really to that place, the ancient gods will find that the original so-called immortal world, really different from the imagination, there are a large number of cultivators.
And the Earth visitors, in this so-called Immortal Realm, were actually alien races, they were able to ascend to the Immortal Realm, representing the strongest force on this earth, but they were too weak compared to the Immortal Realm.
And when they arrived in the Immortal Realm, they became the weakest group of people in the Immortal Realm.
When they arrived in the Immortal Realm, they realized that compared to the aura on earth, this Immortal Realm, is the real heaven for cultivators, this is the most suitable place for cultivators to practice, these people who came up from the earth, originally, for the people in the Immortal Realm, they are ant-like existences, ants that they can crush with their hands.
They didn't kill them all, you can't imagine what days the ancient sages had in the Immortal Realm, they called the animals, in for these people to have fun! On earth, we respect the people as God, Jiang Taigong, Emperor Xuanyuan and so on and so forth this group of sages, they thought that they had ascended to the immortal world, but they walked into the hell for them.
Ancient sages, where the most tragic deaths and injuries.
But in the end, there were still people left behind.
Those left behind were their slaves, the lowest class of people in the entire Immortal World.
However, they could all cultivate as immortals on Earth, and when they arrived at the Immortal Realm, a place where the aura was simply said to be bursting at the seams, it undoubtedly opened up a treasure trove for them, and they were cultivating in the process of being slaves, in the process of stoicism.
Finally, one day, they realized that these mole crickets in their eyes had unexpectedly erupted in an instant with a powerful battle power they couldn't believe. In an instant, the natives of the Immortal World were shocked, and afterward, they came to the conclusion that there was a place called Earth.
The people here are each geniuses, and the bloodline of the people here, which will only be awakened when they reach the Immortal World, is the most suitable genius for cultivation.
Ancient sages are powerful, but for those who have practiced for countless years in the Immortal World, they are still too weak, they know that, compared to the Earth, there is a place where strength is honored, want to survive there, you need strength, strong strength.
These ancient sages who came up from the Earth, in order to seek survival in the cracks, chose to embrace the group, chose to organize their own strength, they day and night cultivation at the same time, began to go down to look for the Earth visitors, their hometown visitors.
Those who could ascend on the Earth with thin aura were definitely geniuses, this point, those natives weren't wrong, the numbers were getting bigger and their cultivation in the Immortal Realm was getting stronger and stronger, but they kept on hibernating, hibernating until the day they could make a splash.
Earth's ancient times, is a period of brilliant civilization, that period of time, there are countless cultivators to become immortal, which is tantamount to the invisible, growing the entire immortal world "earthlings" power, thousands of years, or even ten thousand years of hibernation.
Finally, one day, these ants became so powerful that they made others afraid of them.
Ancient sages, in the middle of the cracks, in the middle of the suppression, in the Immortal World, stood firm, they are no longer afraid of these natives, began to fight against them, perhaps they do not want to fight, but those natives, but can not keep them.
Because in this immortal world, there has always been a legend, legend, there will be a group of outsiders, slaughter them all.