Xuanwu Rebirth Diary

A fire burned the black seraphim besieging the mountain, but they came back again after a while.

It's like trying to drain a pool downstream of a river, never choking the source.

As a last resort, Tai Yang untied the seal on the mountain, and made the light green magic circle light up again, helping them temporarily block it.

A group of strange creatures were trapped on the mountain together.

This mountain belongs to the human race, and it is said that the emperor died at the foot of the mountain.

Longmen is also at the foot of the mountain.

Yue Liang sat on the tribe's only stone chair, and in front of him was a two-arm-length stone table filled with delicacies for them to enjoy.

He was feasting, Tai Yang sat beside him, sighed and didn't move.

After all, it is the prestige that is fooled, not the work of the king and god.

Yueliang didn't have the consciousness of the emperor at all, so he casually grabbed Zhang Lanye and wiped his mouth, exhaled, and said comfortably, "How can such a good thing be grown on the mountain?"

The old man spoke blunt ancient divine language, stumbled and said: "Human Emperor, teach..."

"That woman knows everything, I admire her, but unfortunately she is a bit ambitious." Yue Liang waved his hand, and then focused on important things.

"Old baby, let me ask you, when will the dragon gate open?"

The old man said he didn't know.

The dragon gate has been closed, and we can only wait for the next time.

When asked why, it turned out that the dragon gate was opened in accordance with the weather. It would open when the aura on the ground was abundant, and it would close itself when it sensed that the people were dying.

This is far from the Longmen in Yue Liang's impression, because the Longmen in ancient times had no restrictions, and stayed in the extreme north forever.

After careful questioning, he finally pieced together the general idea from the old man's intermittent words.

The human race didn't know where the Dragon Gate came from, they only knew that it was almost one with the Human Emperor. When the world was chaotic and boundless, the spiritual power flowing from the Dragon Gate fed the land.

Not long after, the human emperor disappeared, and his spine turned into a sacred mountain, guarding beside the dragon gate to prevent it from being taken away by other races.

Under the protection of the two strands of spiritual power, the human race breathed a sigh of relief. After tens of millions of generations died, all the sins flowing in the blood were washed away, and the newborns in the clan no longer died prematurely. Only then can they develop and grow.

Originally living well, several collateral human bloodlines are trying to survive, but one day a group of six-winged gods suddenly came and turned them into monsters, and now they have become weak again.

The human race was full of resentment and appealed to the "ancestor god" one after another, and they were captured by the six-winged god who was trapped in the clan and burned to death forever.

"They killed our compatriots and invaded our homeland, please help the ancestors!"

A group of people threw themselves on the ground, crying and howling.

Yue Liang looked at Azazel who was bundled into rice dumplings in the distance, and couldn't help feeling a headache.

Rubbing between his brows, he tried to reconcile and said, "Those guys outside are not of the same family as these ones. Those outside the mountain are liches."

"Let's let them go first, and listen to what they have to say."

The six-winged gods of Azazel's lineage do not understand the language of the human race, but after mixing with the Xuanwu race for a long time, they can understand the language of the gods, and immediately roared angrily: "Old bastard, you are actually in collusion, it is useless to fight to save you!" you!"

Yue Liang opened his ears, and said impatiently: "Don't yell, isn't this a chance for you to explain? You first tell me how Baal got involved with the Wishing Witch, and what happened after you left the extreme north ?”

It really wasn't an accident that Azazel would appear here.

When the winter was about to enter that year, they bid farewell to the Xuanwu tribe and moved southward with some belongings and dry food. However, before moving southward, they had to go back to the family of the Six-winged God to get out all their relatives.

Not all the dozen or so Seraphs who defected with Azazel were alone, their blood relatives were still under Baal's nose.

There is a rule in the Six Wings God Clan, the demon lord cannot execute the vassals who submit to him, otherwise he will be cursed.Although Ebal hated them, he couldn't move them, so he had to drive them all to one place and imprison them.

As soon as Azazel's team appeared, the two sides immediately fought in darkness.

At the end of the war, Barr suddenly proposed to him a settlement, and he could return their relatives to them.

The premise is that they must die for Barr, defeat the tribes of the Central Plains, and occupy the land.

Azazel didn't understand what was going on at first, but the robbery obviously couldn't take advantage, so he could only compromise first and join forces temporarily.

"It was only later that I found out that he knew that there was a wishing witch in the extreme north, so he went to invite God."

He still shudders when he talks about it.

"Baal wants power, May the witch want him to exchange his 'vassals', four thousand four hundred and forty three, not one less."

There are only a few hundred of the Six Winged God Tribe, so of course they can't gather that many.

May the witch tell him again that he can provide him with a magic circle for free and turn other races into his vassals.

Whether it is a god, a person, a bird or an animal, they can all change, and it doesn't matter whether they are alive or dead, as long as they have a body that can be driven.

But where to find living creatures in such numbers?

Of course it is the human race, with the most people.

"You all don't know that Baal succeeds once, but he wants to do it a second time. May the witch satisfy him forever. There will not even be a single bird left wherever he walks."

"Things that have been transformed are called 'witches'. No matter who they are, they are all witches after the transformation is completed. They become the people of the wishing witch and help the wishing witch to plunder more."

Baal wants the thrill of conquest, May the witch wants subjects, and the two gods are in trouble, so happy.

"It was controllable at the beginning, but gradually it became unstoppable. Baal no longer needed us when he gained strength. We quietly released our relatives and escaped at night."

Azazel tilted his head slightly, thinking about it carefully, "The white tiger who led him to meet the wishing witch didn't see him later, and maybe he also escaped, I don't care. Barr didn't give the order to hunt us down at that time, he was busy I want to hit the sky."

In the end, he felt lonely, and was burnt clean by Tai Yang.

Speaking of this, Tai Yang suddenly said: "In the past when the chaos was born, there were no gods, not even the great wilderness, and there was only the witch race in the void."

Yue Liang wondered: "There is actually someone older than the Xuanwu clan"

They were already born early, and they had never heard of other races existing before the Great Wilderness.

After all, all races have to rely on the wilderness to live!

"The Wu Clan and the Void coexist. No one knows what it will be, but there are ancient books to prove that the Great Wilderness was assembled by the Wu Clan collecting stardust."

I don't know about the other contents, Tai Yang only found out about it when he sneaked into the Master's Wanjing Cave to see it when he was studying in the Academy.

There are only two or three sentences involved. As for what happened to the Wu clan after the birth of the Great Wilderness, it is unknown.

But the ancient books do record another thing.

"The witch clan rebelled against the way of heaven and died in battle. There are two witches, one is Hongjun and the other is Xichang. The witch is a chaotic creature, with mouths that cannot speak, eyes that cannot see, ears that cannot hear, and noses that cannot smell. "

"Intangible, appearanceless, ignorant, insensible, for the Nine Wus, also for the 'Wu' family. Shaping the wasteland, leaving the gate."

Yue Liang continued: "It means that the Wu Clan created the wilderness, even the Dragon Gate may have been built by them, and now the Wu Clan is dead and only two are left?"

Tai Yang nodded, with some approval in his eyes, "Ah Liang understood, the ancient books class back then was not in vain."

Yueliang: "..."

Yue Liang: "Although the ancient books record "Longmen", due to its age, it is normal for the pronunciation of the words to change occasionally. The characteristics of the Wu tribe you mentioned are quite similar to those black flies flying on the magic circle outside. son."

"But I can't figure out how these things are connected."

Tai Yang said: "Ah Liang can push others as well as himself, imagine that when the world is over, the Xuanwu clan will be extinct, and only Ah Liang will be left, what will Ah Liang do?"

Without even thinking about it, Yue Liang said: "Of course I want to find a way to bring everyone back. If there is no other way, I will bring you back no matter what. I am too lonely to live alone."

Tai Yang said: "If the witch thinks the same way, and the only way to save the tribe is to return the soul to the body, what will happen?"

Yue Liang had an epiphany.

May Wu is of course no longer alone now, because all the wilderness is her Wu clan, and she wants more.

And there is another very important point, the witches sent by the wishing witches have appeared here.

"If I remember correctly, the undead summoned by the reverse technique are by no means 'alive', so those witches outside are walking dead like tools. But the dragon gate can, and the dragon gate has the power of 'giving birth'."

"Wish Wu wants her people to truly 'live', and she has to rely on the Dragon Gate. But she was a bit unlucky, and the witch searched for a long time before finding the Dragon Gate, but was blocked by the magic circle left by the Human Emperor. "

If the premise of Tai Yang's guess is true, then everything connected together is——

May the witch find a Barr who is willing to sacrifice the whole clan as a scapegoat, turn all the six-winged gods into the witch clan, let these witches get more clansmen for her, and finally send them to the dragon gate to complete the endowment, making the witch clan be able to return.

It's a pretty simple plan, but I hope Wu will be trapped in the cave for hundreds of thousands of years, and I don't know how long I've been waiting for such an opportunity.

Yue Liang sighed and said, "Ah Lang, why are you so powerful? Now I feel more and more that Wu Wu is not aiming at us, but we just happen to bump into her knife every time."

"Why do you predict things like a god every time?"

Tai Yang expressed his gratitude for his appreciation modestly, "It's just a coincidence, I don't know the truth. And I often have unexpected moments."

Yue Liang tried his best to praise him, "As expected of being an emperor for many years, A Lang is really too self-effacing. Tell me, is there anything you can't guess?"

Tai Yang said sincerely: "For example, if you open the seal when you disagree, I don't have time to stop it."

Yueliang: "..."

Tai Yang added: "Also, you have to jump off Kun's back, or stand stupidly waiting for the Seraphim to beat you, or be kidnapped suddenly to the extreme west. I really can't guess."

Yue Liang: "...cough, do you believe me when I say it was all accidents?"

Tai Yang said honestly: "I don't really believe it, after all you said the same thing after you opened the big seal in your previous life."

Tai Yang: "Ah Liang is an old liar."

Yueliang: "..."

Yue Liang asked: "It's alright, why did you suddenly turn up the old score."

Tai Yang: "I am willing."

Ok.

The author has something to say: woo woo woo, I didn’t expect there to be a baby waiting for an update woo woo woo, living Bodhisattva

And, let’s talk about some daily thoughts (yes, I’m chattering)

A few days ago, my friend came to me and said, "I found your book on a certain blog, and I stayed up three or four nights to read it. It's really well written."

Me: "??!! Are you kidding me?"

Friend: "The parallel world in Fanwai is so beautiful, I like Rongbei."

Me: "Ah, ah, don't discuss the plot with me!!!!!!"

So shy hahahahaha.

To be honest, I am afraid that people who know me in three dimensions will talk about my books with me, so they are very shy, too shy, because I think the books that can be presented to everyone should be mature works, but my Books are too immature.

Some people say that if you want to write a book that caters to the tastes of readers, I have to study the market seriously; some people say that you can't ignore the basics, you have to write works that you like.

Oh, I say.

Well then, I'll give it a try.

I'll just write, whatever impresses me the most.I believe that if it is a sincere emotion, everyone should be able to feel it.

I don't know whether what I'm doing is right or wrong. I just do what I think I should do and write what I want to write when I can still write.

Objectively speaking, I took a detour when I was writing Lao Wangba, a very devious and very devious road, but fortunately I have turned back now.

why?Because I think the old bastard is not good enough, but this guy slaps me in the face every time.

The editor is supporting me, and the list has always been there.Not to mention the little angels who insist on seeing here, you are kind and never stingy with praise.

It seems that everyone except Yuan Ye has confidence in Yuan Ye.

Does Yuan Ye have it himself?I don't know, and I don't have the time to think about it. Yuan Ye just wants to present the story that happened in this world in its entirety.

Maybe after a long, long time, Yuan Ye will be able to muster up the courage to talk about his own book in the three-dimensional world, haha.

Not yet, I want to leave it a little secret space, a long period of time.

Me too.