The World Revives, A Butcher's Knife Kills The Immortals And Destroys The Gods

He first walked around the bamboo house and found that there were no mechanisms or living creatures. Then he looked at the door of the bamboo house.

What will be inside?

Holding the butcher's knife in his hand, he couldn't help but swallow.

This secret realm seemed different from what he had heard before.

Other secret realms are somewhat dangerous. In this secret realm, his journey has been too smooth, although he has not found any treasures so far.

But one Golden Spirit Grass is enough.

In the previous life, a third-level elixir could be exchanged for the lord of a small town with hundreds of thousands of people.

Priceless is not an idiom, it is real.

Taking a deep breath, he carefully stepped onto the steps in front of the bamboo house and walked forward step by step.

First I came to the window, looked in, and was stunned.

There was a figure inside, sitting cross-legged on a futon with his back to him, wearing very ancient clothes.

Not sure whether the man was dead or alive, Gu Changan gently knocked on the window.

The figure did not turn around or make any movement.

He could only poke his head around the bamboo house and see only the living room.

In the living room, there was only one figure sitting with his back to him.

There are also two shelves, one of which holds a short sword... and a bamboo slip.

Gu Changan's breathing immediately became rapid.

Weapons and breathing techniques?

If so, that's great...it's all he wants most.

It's also what he lacks the most.

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, he took another look and found nothing unusual.

It's so quiet here that you can only hear the gurgling water in front of the bamboo house.

"Hey, is anyone there?"

Gu Changan shouted politely.

Still no sound.

So he called three times in a row to make sure no one answered.

When he came to the door, he gently pushed the bamboo door open. As soon as the door opened, he took a few steps back quickly as a habit.

After waiting for a while, there was still no movement until the door opened.

He then tiptoed toward the house with a butcher's knife in his hand.

What he was facing directly was the side of the figure.

He did not move directly to the things on the shelf, but tiptoed to the side of the figure.

He suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. This man had died a long time ago, leaving only a skeleton.

I saw this skeleton, sitting cross-legged on a futon, holding a strange stone and looking at it.

However, his hair was still hanging down his head, and was extremely black.

The skeleton is as white as jade, and there is a faint golden light emanating from it.

It is enough to prove that this man must have been extremely powerful during his lifetime.

It just doesn't seem to be coercive.

Without touching anything inside, Gu Changan crossed the screen in the living room and walked towards the back room.

There is only a bamboo bed in the back room, and a bamboo frame next to the bed is covered with ancient bamboo slips.

He was overjoyed.

It’s all good stuff!

Just as he was about to take it with his hands, when he hit the bamboo frame, a powerful force suddenly bounced him away.

"boom!"

He flew out, hit the wall of the bamboo house and fell down, his throat feeling sweet.

"puff…"

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Fuck, I'm so careless. How can there be no restrictions in the secret realm?"

He quickly got up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. The injury was not serious, but he was okay.

I looked around and saw that this bamboo house and everything in it were restricted.

It's just that he didn't notice for the time being that the mouthful of blood that spurted out gradually disappeared.

After touching the bamboo bed, there was a warm feeling.

"I'm afraid this bed is not ordinary. It's a pity that I can't take it with me."

Looking at the bamboo frame in front of me, the ban was triggered after being touched, and it was glowing with a faint golden light at the moment.

He had a headache and didn't dare to touch it again...

I had to walk around and came to the outside of the bamboo house.

After stepping over the frame in front of the bamboo house, I first dug out the golden grass with a butcher knife, put it in my backpack, and then went to the creek in front of the bamboo house. There was no living thing in it.

He walked along the stream for several miles and came to the end.

It's so foggy here that I don't know where the water comes from.

I had to pick up a stone in the creek and throw it over.

"call out…"

The stone bounced back faster, and he quickly lowered his head.

Stones flew to the ground in the distance.

"What the hell... is there a restriction on this?"

Gu Changan was speechless... He quickly returned to the bamboo house and picked up a lot of small stones.

When we arrived at the bamboo house, we first looked at the shelves in the living room.

He picked up a stone, weighed it in his hand, threw it directly towards the shelf, and then quickly dodged.

Sure enough, the shelf glowed with golden light, and the stone returned at a faster speed.

"Bang."

It hit the bamboo wall behind him and fell to pieces.

This will be easier to deal with...the restrictions here have lasted for countless years, and they will be broken after a few more attempts.

So, Gu Changan started throwing stones non-stop.

There were not enough stones, so I went to pick up a lot more and came back...

The golden light on the shelf became lighter and lighter, and his mood became better and better.

"109 times!"

"Boom..." The sound of bubbles being popped sounded.

The golden light dissipated, revealing his simple appearance, and a roll of bamboo slips lay quietly on the shelf.

Gu Changan quickly stepped forward and picked it up, extremely happy... The things placed outside must be better than those inside, right?

This represents what the owner can see at any time.

Unfold the bamboo slips directly.

Gu Changan was confused. This was not a breathing method at all, but an introduction from this master.

This person's name is Yuan.

Comes from the legendary Yu Dynasty... and is the master of the tenth human king of the Yu Dynasty.

The one beside him is his sword, named Bamboo Shadow.

After Yuan taught the queen, she embarked on the path of cultivation alone... After hundreds of years, she understood the nature of heaven and earth and cultivated the supreme method.

In the end, due to the lack of vitality of heaven and earth...he had no choice but to create this secret realm to wait for the right time.

"Yu Chao?"

Gu Changan was a little confused... and looked at the figure again.

This dynasty actually existed...

Who is the tenth human king?

He only knew that before the Xia Dynasty, there were three emperors and five emperors.

The so-called Yu Dynasty was too old and disappeared in the long river of time.

And this Yuan, I don’t know how long he has lived in this secret realm, hundreds of years, or a thousand years?

You know... Even in previous lives, advanced practitioners will age.

This does not mean that it is easy to become immortal through spiritual practice.

It can only be said that the higher the cultivation level, the longer the lifespan. However, after research by scientists, 200 years is the limit of human lifespan.

If you want to break through the limit, there is currently no way. Perhaps you can only know by raising your cultivation level to an extremely high level.

Gu Changan put the bamboo slips back and came to the opposite side of the skeleton named Yuan again.

"Good things must be with him. According to the basic convention, the better things are, the more they should be carried with him."

"Since I can create a secret realm, will there be space to store items?"

Gu Changan immediately looked at his ten fingers.

His eyes lit up. In addition to holding a stone in his right hand, he also had a bronze ring in his left hand.

It's just that he didn't dare to get it... There are restrictions on the items, so there must be some for his body, right?

So, he stood far away again and threw the stone.

"Bang!"

The stone didn't bounce back... and fell on Yuan Zhi.

"Um?"

"No restrictions?"

Gu Changan was even more careful...he was afraid of something weird.

Could it be a trap?