I Have a Mythical Tree

"Facing the emperor across the plain? Didn't you mention the three mountains of Wugu, Dongyang, and Youlong?"

Ji Xia was puzzled.

Xun Rong, the Holy Kingdom of Sound, once mentioned that after browsing the three mountains, there is an extremely vast plain.

The products are rich, and the spiritual energy is full.

It has always been contested and eaten away by many dynasties and dynasties.

However, in the words of the old man Jian Ling, it seems that the three mountains have never been mentioned.

The three mountains are vast and vast, and the three mountains are connected to form a long and narrow mountain range. The area is even comparable to more than ten domains.

Such a magnificent mountain should not go unmentioned.

"Elder Jianling, during the reign of the Fuliang Dynasty, were there three vast mountains between that plain and the Fuliang Dynasty?" Ji Xia asked.

Elder Jianling was silent for a while, and asked in confusion: "Three vast mountains? There are no vast mountains between Zhujiang Plain and Fuliang."

Ji Xia felt more and more strange.

He asked again: "I don't know how long it has been since the Fuliang Dynasty was refined into the Secret Realm of Death Guard?"

Elder Jianling sighed, and the body of the low house trembled slightly.

Immediately Elder Jianling said: "It has been eighteen thousand years."

Ji Xia was taken aback.

An unspeakable feeling filled his thoughts.

In the boundless wilderness, the vastness is not only the vast land, but also countless different creatures.

What's more vast is the long, long, almost endless years.

It was only two hundred years since the founding of Taicang.

However, among the dynasties that Ji Xia has come into contact with, there are very few countries with a history of less than a thousand years.

There is also a legend that the Jiang family established Daxi at the end of the Middle Ages, 50,000 years ago.

Tang Kangshi built the tripod at the beginning of the Middle Ages, about 100,000 years ago.

This Fuliang Dynasty was refined into a secret realm 18,000 years ago, and Guozuo collapsed.

It seems that the unit of time is always based on "ten thousand years".

It made Ji Xia, who was only in his early thirties, feel his own infinite insignificance.

"From 18,000 years ago to 50,000 years ago, it was the ancient era. In this way, the Fuliang Dynasty encountered a catastrophe when the ancient era was about to end."

"I don't know if in that era, the land of Fuliang Hundred Regions was already a place for soul cultivation... Whether the collapse of the Fuliang Dynasty was related to the powerful existence of soul cultivation."

Ji Xia thought to himself.

Suddenly, the watchtower suddenly said: "Dongyang, Wugu, Youlong three mountains... Man, do you know the appearance of these three mountains?"

Ji Xia thought for a while, and suddenly, spiritual energy flowed out of his body.

In the void, one after another pictures are outlined.

The appearance of the three mountains was also portrayed by Ji Xia Lingyuan.

The three mountains are connected.

I don't know how many thousands of miles.

A circular arc is formed, enclosing the land of a hundred domains.

The three mountains are connected, if there is no obvious difference between the three mountains, I am afraid that they will be considered as one mountain.

Seeing these three majestic mountains, many Nishino Jianlings suddenly opened their mouths.

In Ji Xia's puzzled eyes,

Their bodies began to tremble.

There was a look of horror on his face.

"Elder, do you know these three mountains?" Ji Xia hurriedly asked.

The fear in the elder's eyes grew stronger.

He said in a trembling voice: "I know... the appearance of the third mountain is very similar to that of Youlong!"

The watch tower also said: "Seeing Youlong, and then looking at the other two mountains, there is also a little shadow of Wu and Yang!"

"Wu, Yang, Youlong..." Ji Xia softly repeated Elder Jianling's words.

"They are... the three gods who manifested on the Zhujiang Plain!"

Elder Jianling murmured, his voice trembling.

"God..." Ji Xia was stunned.

"After we entered the Secret Realm of Death Guard and transformed into Jianling, we revived many memories that we unconsciously 'saw' during the Fuliang Dynasty."

"The memory of the three gods Wu, Yang, and Youlong is the most obvious."

"They have never been canonized by any country, and they are all gods conceived by nature. They were born together in Zhujiang Plain about 20,000 years ago, and they were worshiped by countless creatures in Zhujiang Plain..."

"But I didn't expect that these three newborn gods would fall at the junction of Fuliang and Zhujiang and turn into mountains..."

Elder Jianling became more and more excited: "What kind of mighty power is it that can kill the gods? What a terrifying existence, dare to slaughter the gods who are high above the gods in the place where the gods were born..."

Ji Xia was also shocked.

The gods are different from the gods canonized by the country.

They are lofty and noble.

Ji Xia is familiar with several ancient gods, all of which have unpredictable power.

Ji Xia still remembers the magnificence of the black weather.

Dafeng stepped on two continents, wrapped his arms around a real dragon, with a dragon head and a human body, and his body was so huge.

Under Father Lu's covenant, even the oldest gods must be supervised by Father Lu's gods.

After that, there were Moduo and Yinjun.

Also very mysterious and powerful.

But when Ji Xia thought that the gods were invincible, the three gods were killed, and their bodies turned into three mountains!

Ji Xia couldn't help being shocked to the extreme.

What is hidden in the boundless wilderness and the mighty power that can destroy the gods?

What is the reason for the fall of the three gods in the Zhujiang Plain and become mountains to block off the hundred realms?

"Maybe it's the handwriting of the soul-cultivating power."

Ji Xia said to himself.

At this moment, Elder Jianling has calmed down a lot.

The legs under the body of his house were obviously weak and seemed unable to support his body.

But the watchtower and an attic building spirit beside him supported the elder.

The elder said: "Since we can meet today, it is our fate. What else do you want to ask? Ask them together. In the end, you only need to agree to a small request from Jianling Nishino."

"A small request?"

Ji Xia asked, "What request?"

Elder Jianling looked to the west, and said slowly: "The Bone City is located in the west, and now, in this secret place, there are only two forces, Jianling, the ancient city of Xiye, and the Bone City."

"It's a pity that the shadows of Fuliang in the city of bones are muddled, numb to the extreme, and have no spiritual wisdom to speak of."

"They have remained unchanged for thousands of years, but I, Nishino Kenling, have become stronger and stronger since I regained my consciousness..."

"But I still miss Zunhuang Fuliang... We can awaken the consciousness of building spirits, and we also rely on Zunhuang's enlightenment..."

Ji Xia looked at this group of solemn Jianlings, but didn't speak.

Just silently listening to Elder Jianling's words.

Elder Jianling continued: "After Emperor Fuliang entered the secret realm, when the other Fuliang people were all turned into shadows, he always resisted the will of the secret realm and taught us the way of building spirits for three thousand years."

"Later, he felt that he could no longer resist the consciousness of the secret realm, so he stopped seeing us and built the city of bones, which is many miles away from my ancient capital in Xiye."

"Nishino Jianling's lineage has always been grateful to Zunhuang Fuliang, but I, Jianling Nishino, have made an agreement with Zunhuang not to meet them again in the shadow of Fuliang..."

"So I hope that if you can meet Zunhuang one day, you can worship him for me!"

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