Prehistoric life

This is a statue of a young man. He cannot be said to be very handsome, but he has a certain magnanimity. He is wearing a robe, with one hand behind his back and the other hand holding a sword. His eyes are looking forward, looking directly at Zhou Cheng.

Although it is just a statue, it seems to be alive, especially those eyes, which are like vast stars. I am afraid that even a real person standing here would not be able to deduce that kind of fantasy power.

The star-like eyes attracted Zhou Cheng deeply, and he forgot about everything else for a while, only seeing this statue.

He didn't know whether it was the statue himself that was extraordinary, or whether the person who carved the statue was unparalleled in his craftsmanship. With such a man, Zhou Cheng suddenly felt as if he could move the world, have his feet on the world, and be a hero in the world, who else could he be.

Who is this person? A huge question mark immediately appeared in Zhou Cheng's mind. What's even weirder is that once he sees such a person, he will never forget it. He knows very clearly that he has never seen this person, but

I just have an indescribable feeling that I seem to be quite familiar with this person, as if he is my friend or even a relative.

Zhou Cheng looked at the statue crazily, unable to take his eyes away

"You came!"

Suddenly, a strange voice sounded in Zhou Cheng's heart, which shocked him and thought he was hallucinating. Just as he was about to make a move, everything in front of him suddenly seemed to collapse and shatter into pieces.

The jade towers and pavilions disappeared, the pavilions and pavilions disappeared, the floating palaces, and the small bluestone bridges all disappeared. The entire Panshen Heavenly Palace disappeared, except for the huge statue that remained unaffected.

Zhou Cheng was frightened and wanted to leave, but found that he could not move at all, as if he was imprisoned.

"You are finally here, I have been waiting for you for a long time!"

Another voice sounded, and this time Zhou Cheng was sure it was not an illusion, but a real voice. Someone was saying something to him.

"Who is it? Who are you?" Zhou Cheng shouted loudly, but no one showed up.

After a few breaths, the voice sounded again: "The never-ending battle needs you to end it!"

"A battle that never ends? What battle? Who are you? You got the wrong person!"

Zhou Cheng felt an inexplicable panic in his heart, and his legs felt a little weak.

And the voice no longer sounded, but countless mysterious lights shot out from the statue, and then evolved into countless long swords, covering the sky and the sun, soaring into the sky, and piercing the entire world.

All the mysterious things in it actually caused Zhou Cheng's spiritual consciousness to dance along with it.

After penetrating the world, those long swords came back like a tide, condensing into a huge character on the head of the statue.

At this moment, Zhou Cheng was suddenly surprised to find that he actually recognized the word: Pan!

There is no reason, he just knows it. Although he doesn't know what this word means, he just knows that it is the word "pan".

"Who, who are you? You are talking! Do we know each other?" Zhou Cheng shouted loudly. He was surprised, panicked, and confused. He felt that he must know this person, but he just couldn't remember. What's more, suddenly

For a moment, I felt as if a huge mountain was pressing down on my shoulders. It was extremely heavy, but I had to lift it up.

The unspeakable pressure gave him the urge to collapse and continue to vent.

"Ah!" There was a long roar, the consciousness trembled violently, the middle Dantian suddenly emitted a dazzling light, and the Nascent Soul inside actually flew out.

Slowly flying out, they also slowly shattered. When they all came out, they all turned into a mysterious light like stars.

"Ah!" Zhou Cheng roared again, and the mysterious light began to condense, and at the same time it guided the true energy from his body to fly out.

Gold, wood, water, fire, earth, and the five colors of true energy condensed together with the starlight, until finally, they turned into a bronze-like three-foot long sword hanging in the air. Before Zhou Cheng could make another move, this three-foot bronze-like sword

The long sword's mysterious light flashed and returned to his middle dantian.

"come on!"

The sound sounded again, and then the whole world seemed to turn back time. The dancing pavilions, jade buildings, small bluestone bridges and the buildings suspended in the air were all restored to their original appearance.

The statue is still standing in front, but the eyes have lost the sparkle as before and become a little dim. Everything else is intact. If it weren't for the Nascent Soul missing from the Zhongdantian and only a bronze sword, Zhou Chengzhen would have doubted just now

Everything is just your own illusion.

"Why are you here!" Someone suddenly patted him from behind.

Zhou Cheng turned around fiercely and made a fighting stance, only to find that it was Liu Xiaofei and Sun Jiuyang.

"Sir, what do you want to do? I just want to slap you, and I don't want to steal your Five Directions Flag." Sun Jiuyang immediately said dissatisfied.

"It's okay, it's okay!" Zhou Cheng touched the cold sweat on his forehead, suddenly grabbed Sun Jiuyang, pointed at the statue and asked: "Who is this? Tell me, whose statue is this?"

Everything just now was not an illusion. This statue must have a lot to do with me.

Sun Jiuyang was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly: "You don't even recognize this statue? That's right, you haven't been practicing for a long time, and you have been left alone by your master, as if you were born from Ye Luzi."

"Tell me who this statue is!" Zhou Cheng yelled, looking excited. He had no intention of listening to these jokes.

Sun Jiuyang was stunned for a moment: "What's wrong with you? Are you crazy? Do you know why this place is called Panshen Tiangong? It's because of this statue, this is the statue of Pangu!"

Pangu statue.

This answer instantly shocked Zhou Cheng's heart and he couldn't suppress it.

Pangu is simply a myth among myths. Without him, there would be no world. He is the goal in the hearts of all monks and is the ultimate in Tao. It can even be said that he is the Tao.

Today, this statue of a man who represents the Tao made me see such a strange scene.

Why do I feel so familiar with him, even a sense of flesh and blood.

He said he was waiting for me, and Pangu said he was waiting for me. Are you kidding me? Zhou Cheng instantly felt as if the world was about to collapse.

What is the unfinished battle? Why do you want to end it yourself? Do I have the ability to end Pangu's battle?

Countless questions popped up in Zhou Cheng's mind, but no one could help him answer them.

"What's wrong with you? What's wrong?"

Sun Jiuyang asked in surprise. Not only him, but Liu Xiaofei also felt something was wrong with Zhou Cheng.

Zhou Cheng shook his head: "No, it's nothing! How much do you know about this statue? Can you tell me about it?"

He didn't expect to know the answer from Sun Jiuyang, but at least he could learn more about it.

Sun Jiuyang nodded: "I know a little bit, but not in detail. Speaking of these two statues, we have to start with the battle between immortals and witches many years ago."

The battle of witches and wizards!

Zhou Cheng and Liu Xiaofei immediately looked over and waited for the next step.