Prehistoric Calendar

Chapter 1107, the true saint and the light of the soul
Zhang Haohuan wiped the meat residue on his face, his face was full of despair and collapse, but he still had to collect the rotten meat on the ground, intestines, internal organs, many eyeballs, deformed bones, and so many heads...

These are all Xun Xiaoyu's corpses, her own corpse...

Zhang Haohuan also experienced a big transfer. He and about 3000 people moved to a wasteland. Among the 3000 people, there were more than 100 legged men. Other than that, it was him, Bei Mingkun, and ordinary humans in the forbidden land. Chen Yang, who was walking with him beside him, disappeared, but Bei Mingkun, who had been separated before, appeared together with him.

After the transfer, Zhang Haohuan also took on the role of leader. He and Bei Mingkun still retained their extraordinary powers. Together with more than a hundred men with legs to protect the rest, they built a simple shelter in a remote valley. .

This was already ten years ago. After the ordinary civilians settled down, Zhang Haohuan and Bei Mingkun each led the footmen to start exploring the surrounding area, and confirmed that there is a huge kingdom of ten thousand races in the surrounding area, similar to the one before Yongye. The empire, but its scale is not small, belongs to the loose system of city-state alliances.

During this exploration, Zhang Haohuan also recovered some lost memories in the past, and at the same time discovered the difference after the great transfer. He didn't recall much at first, but at some time about four years ago, he recalled a period of time. The very important memory should be recalled by both he and Bei Mingkun. At the same time, the strength of the two of them began to increase significantly, because both of them recalled the light of their own hearts at the same time. Although the memory is not complete, it is absolutely Undoubtedly, the two people whose strength has been greatly improved can explore this land of ten thousand races more deeply. In the end, the two found Xun Xiaoyu.

Xun Xiaoyu was transferred to this land more than 50 years ago. According to the information they found, there were more than 3000 people when they were transferred. There was only Xun Xiaoyu, an extraordinary person, three legged men and a lot of people in the team. The civilians are far inferior to Zhang Haohuan's team in terms of strength.

At that time, the team led by Xun Xiaoyu encountered a dimensionality reduction blow, literally a dimensionality reduction blow, because of a single accident, multiple spiritual powerhouses from the Holy Legion descended and directly killed all the more than 3000 people. Together with the three legged men, they were continuously killed until their resurrection times were cleared, and the three legged men disappeared immediately.

And because of the particularity of her blood, Xun Xiaoyu is immortal to a certain extent, but it takes time to resurrect, so it is not the members of the Holy Legion who discovered her immortality, but the natives of all races on this land. Imprisoning Xun Xiaoyu, and then cutting off his flesh to eat, this inspired the supernatural beings in his race, and made him the royal family of all the city-states in just a few decades, and established a loose kingdom of city-states .

When Zhang Haohuan and Bei Mingkun explored their capital and found Xun Xiaoyu, who was imprisoned, abused, and miserable beyond words, they didn't see Xun Xiaoyu at first, but remained silent as if broken , there is not a piece of good flesh on her body, only one eyeball, all her teeth have been pulled out, and many organs on her body have been removed. She is just imprisoned like a pool of rotten flesh. If she is not breathing, anyone will Treat it like a dead man.

But the moment she saw Zhang Haohuan and Bei Mingkun, the light of her heart surged back and turned into a terrifying posture that reflected the pain of more than 50 years, and then, unable to bear the force of the surge, she finally collapsed, and Its immortality can no longer reflect its function, and it is really dead...

In fact, Zhang Haohuan has discovered this clue since more than four years ago, and with the recovery of his memory, he knows the root of it all the more, and seeing Xun Xiaoyu's collapsed posture at this time, he really recovered completely All memories of the light of the mind.

Ten days later, after Xun Xiaoyu was buried, and returned to the temporary shelter, Bei Mingkun, who had been silent all this time, found Zhang Haohuan.

"I want to discuss the light of the soul with you." Bei Mingkun said directly to Zhang Haohuan.

Zhang Haohuan was silent for a moment, he looked directly into Bei Mingkun's eyes and said, "Why?"

Bei Mingkun also looked back at Zhang Haohuan, and he said word by word: "Because... I want revenge!"

Zhang Haohuan was silent again, he looked up at the dark sky, and then said to Bei Mingkun: "Okay, let's complement each other and say what comes to mind."

Bei Mingkun nodded, and he took the lead in saying: "All intelligent and intelligent creatures have an infinite deep ocean in the depths of their consciousness. It is the deepest part of the soul, the limit of consciousness, and there is darkness. It is full of great horrors, and except for a few exceptions, almost all living things cannot touch this sea of ​​mind, and only when they are on the verge of death, or when they are deeply asleep, can they see fragments of this sea. "

When Zhang Haohuan heard this, he followed Bei Mingkun's words and said: "There are only a very small number of lives. They either rely on extraordinary career paths, or rely on tenacity to strengthen their hearts, and step by step remove impurities in their thoughts and hearts. It is the beginning of immortality, the prelude to eternal life, and the beginning of all miracles."

Bei Mingkun also continued: "But it is very difficult to really light up the light of the soul. Most of the creatures that can touch the sea of ​​souls cannot pass this level, and more than 90.00% of them can even reach the point of lighting up the soul. Even the critical point of light cannot be reached, even if it reaches the critical point, most of them will sink into the dark layer of the sea of ​​mind. And this will have a special power that belongs to it...it should be like this."

Zhang Haohuan immediately said: "But we who have recovered our memory can only remember now that the prehistoric period, except for very few exceptions, otherwise even those who ignite the light of the soul by themselves will not be able to display the light of the soul. Because the world is different at this time, Gaia still exists, especially at this time, Gaia suppresses everything in the world, and the world has selfishness, so it suppresses the light of the hearts of all living beings, except for the two emperors of the East Heaven. Source, other innate saints may not be able to use the full power of the light of the heart, and many even don't know about it."

Bei Mingkun looked at the sky and sneered, and then he said: "Heavenly Dao Gaia... From the late period of the Hongmeng calendar to the early period of the prehistoric calendar, there was a blank period. Although they are also known as innate, their power and authority have been greatly reduced, but a few of the best among them, taking advantage of the lack of suppression of Gaia in the world, combined their own spiritual light with the holy way. They are far more powerful than other saints, and some of them have achieved the same effect. They call themselves true saints, which means they are different from other saints, and their characteristic is... Saint Armament."

Zhang Haohuan sighed, he thought of his saint's armament back then, but unfortunately his memory was still incomplete, he said: "The so-called saint's armament is actually the display of the light of the soul during the Holy Throne period. According to different past experiences, different thoughts, different personalities Different, the holy way is different, the powerful power displayed by this, the saint armed can also be called the mythical form, for example, if it is the true saint who is the origin of war, its form alone is enough to trigger the region, the plane, and even the whole world. In the crazy battle of the universe, according to its strength, the saint's armament will also show the same characteristics as innate spiritual treasures. For example, the legendary Titan's ancestor Luo has many arms in his mythical form, and each arm has a Only Xiantian Lingbao, which is not a real Xiantian Lingbao, but a saint armed with power and authority similar to Xiantian Lingbao."

"It's a pity that after that period of blankness, Heavenly Dao Gaia once again monitored the entire diversity. True saints will fall or fall into deep sleep because of such and such things, and basically they will not be born. , even if there is the light of the soul, unless it reaches the extreme of the light of the soul, it will be suppressed, and all sentient beings will be lost, and there will be no peculiarity at all."

Bei Mingkun also nodded again and again. Although he recovered incomplete memories, he still remembered that in the later generations, as long as the strength reaches the fourth level, which is the demigod stage of the prehistoric calendar, then there will be all kinds of peculiarities, all of which are the light of the soul Some of the special manifestations of the light of the soul are even powerful against the sky.

At this time, Bei Mingkun said resolutely: "This is also the reason why I came to you to talk about this. I believe you also feel it. After the great transfer, with the disappearance of Yongye and the restoration of the normal world, our extraordinary power began This is also consistent with the situation of human beings in the prehistoric period in my memory, but in this way, not to mention that we will become mortals in a few years, even if we will not return to mortals, our strength will not improve, and this The era oppresses mankind, and we have no hope of becoming holy, I can't think of any way to revenge other than the light of the soul!"

Zhang Haohuan was silent for a long time, and then sighed: "But this is really too dangerous... Your memory should be almost recovered, although many details have not been recalled, but the general trend, at least until human beings have known Yes, since Pangu opened up the world in the future and Hongjun merged with the Dao of Heaven, there has been no suppression in the world. During the time when human beings wandered in multiple dimensions, all the beings that light up the light of the soul in the entire multiverse can be unlimited. Show your own spiritual posture, even mythical form. For example, there is an example in my memory. It is a strong human being in the post-prehistoric era. He has practiced Western holy religion, Buddhism, and the methods of Sanqing, but I don’t know the name. , I just remember that he likes apples very much. In his last battle, he used the light of his mind to the limit without hesitation, not only showing the mythical form, but also causing a backlash phenomenon. All the saints who besieged him were annihilated, not to mention the holy way, and the power they showed finally turned into a meme, and it was a very terrifying and powerful meme, which continued to wreak havoc on the entire diversity until the Human Emperor After it was born, the Human Sovereign threw it into the chaos of time and space."

Bei Mingkun sat beside Zhang Haohuan silently, and he said again and again: "I know, I know, I know the danger, I know the consequences, I know what you said, this is enough to pull the entire multiverse into The terrifying power of destruction, so after the disappearance of the Dao of Heaven, even if humans counterattacked and returned to the Great Desolate Continent, the heavens and the earth still refused to recognize the legitimacy of human beings. The act of repression, and thus the great luck, is the tendency of heaven, earth and man to guard, especially the three virtues of four images, five elements and eight trigrams, all of which are used by the emperor to stabilize diversity and replace the responsibility of heaven and Gaia. Until then, diversity It is only then that the human history is truly established. At the same time, the Human Emperor represents the general trend of the multiverse. Once anything happens, it also represents the end of the human history... and when it comes to the future human history, the light of the soul is only showing the response. With some powers, it is almost impossible to have a backlash. After the Tragedy of the Emperor, there was a wheel of merit to suppress the multiverse, and then your father suppressed it with jokes, and after that, I don’t know..."

When Zhang Haohuan heard Bei Mingkun say that his father suppressed it with a joke, he trembled slightly, and seemed to recall a sentence his father once said in his mind.

"Son, there must be a witch in this world...wrong, there must be a joke master!"

Zhang Haohuan shook his head, and concealed the terrifying memory, and then he said to Bei Mingkun: "Are you sure you want to do this? There is no turning back...our bodies, our souls, our qualifications , as well as our common sense of the Three Views, etc., are actually protecting us, protecting us from the backlash of this endless sea of ​​hearts. I don’t know what happened to the world at this time. The suppression of the light of the soul to all life is gradually weakening, and this terrifying power begins to show gradually. I divide the power of the soul into five levels, mortals, fake soul light, true soul light, mythical form, and soul surge... …If you show the mythical form with a mortal body, then you will never be able to turn back. Without the holy way to bear all this for you, you will be covered by the infinite darkness in your heart, and then gradually turn into a spiritual reflection. I think you should know that this kind of backlash means that you will never be reborn, and you can't even die, even so, do you still want to continue?"

Bei Mingkun chuckled, and murmured with dull eyes, "I... I am actually the least talented son of my parents. I have been stupid since I was a child. I have to think for a few minutes about things that others can think clearly in a second." , being called dumb and stupid, I don't know how to refute, and I don't know how to respond. I have been afraid of talking to others since I was very young..."

As he spoke, scales appeared on Bei Mingkun's face, like fish scales and dragon armor. He didn't notice it, but continued to murmur: "The first time I met Xun Xiaoyu, I was in a sunny day. Brilliant afternoon, it was a rest day, other children were playing happily, but my homework was not finished yet, I did it very, very slowly, seeing the sun was about to set, I didn’t have a moment to rest and play, I started doing my homework while weeping, and then a little guy... Hehe, she is very small, I am tall and strong, and when she is as big as she is, she ran to me and watched me do my homework, I was so embarrassed at that time, I wanted to find a ground to drill down, and then she began to tell me how to calculate runes, where the formula was wrong, before the sun completely set, I finally finished my homework, when I looked up, Seeing the sunset accompanied by her smile..."

"It's so beautiful..."

There was some visual distortion around Bei Mingkun's body, some inexplicable smoke appeared on his body, there were a lot of scales on his face, and something seemed to grow on his back...

"I have always liked her, Xun Xiaoyu, but I am not worthy of her, so I just want to protect her silently until she finds her lifelong happiness..."

"But she was, was..."

"I want revenge, I want to change from Kun to Peng, soar above the nine heavens, turn into thunder and kill those beasts, kill all the ten thousand races, I want revenge, I want revenge, I want revenge..."

Indistinctly, there seemed to be singing voices around. Zhang Haohuan, and the footmen and civilians in the distance seemed to see a boundless dark ocean. In that ocean was a huge fish, which was boundless and countless miles away. , it suddenly soared into the sky and turned into a bird. This bird is huge and boundless, its wings hang down for countless miles. This bird seems to be about to fly into the sky and turn into a thunder...

"I see."

Zhang Haohuan suddenly slapped Bei Mingkun on the shoulder, slapping Bei Mingkun who was in a state of trance, and woke up. The singing stopped, and the abnormality on Bei Mingkun seemed to have disappeared. Zhang Haohuan said seriously: "I understand, the light of the soul...is indeed an indispensable power for us human beings in the future. It is also the only power that Gaia cannot control, and even the ultimate power cannot pry into. No, I vaguely remember my father once telling me , the entire diversity is under the gaze of the 'enemy', because the number of nine palaces cannot overcome the detachment of the 'enemy', only the mind, and only the power of the mind surpasses everything. I am afraid that the real high-ranking eternal gods cannot completely control the domain..."

"From now on, I will help you exercise the light of your mind. Before stepping into the forbidden and uncontrollable area, I will stop you. Similarly, you will do the same thing for me. If you want to use the light of your mind to reflect Chung's power to take revenge, how could I be missing!"

Bei Mingkun stared blankly at Zhang Haohuan, and suddenly asked: "But in the light of your heart...isn't there a funny foreshadowing left by your father? You are so deep in your heart, are you afraid to activate it? Then you Turned into the master of jokes?"

"No, not afraid!" Zhang Haohuan's voice trembled, and then his tone became more and more firm: "You are right, we want revenge, and revenge requires strength, even... even if it is funny power, as long as you can take revenge, you can do it for the youth. Poetry, for Xun Xiaoyu, for the countless human beings who were tortured to death, and for the forbidden human city, we need strength!"

"If I really become the master of jokes, wouldn't it be better? Let the people of all races take a good look!!"

"What is the real horror!"

(End of this chapter)