Snowflakes were flying down all over the sky, and the sky was vast. However, due to the obstruction of the trees, there were not many snowflakes in the Forbidden Forest. There were only a few ice chips on the tips of the grass on the ground.
In front of a white castle-shaped building, Yang Lingtian stood quietly.
"This is the house where sister Yiqiao lived?" Ximen Wuji took half a step forward, his fat face lost his usual rich expression, and his face was full of solemnity.
Similarly, Sun Ningyan also remained silent.
Although Yang Lingtian has never said it, they know in their hearts that the Forbidden Forest has an irreplaceable significance to the silver-haired young man.
Yang Lingtian was alone. After hard work, he finally found his lost relatives and returned to this forbidden forest by chance. Unfortunately, things in this place have changed.
Even Murong Yiqiao, who was sleeping in the cave of gods and demons, disappeared.
"Perhaps, they just went out for something."
The silence lasted for a long time, and Sun Ningyan finally couldn't bear to speak out to comfort her. However, before she finished speaking, she could not help but stop talking. This possibility did not exist at all!
Even if you go out for something, at least two people should be at home to watch over you. In addition, how to explain the blood stains on the ruined altar. What's more, Murong Yiqiao once said that the purpose of the Forbidden Forest's existence is to protect something. It is absolutely impossible for people in the Forbidden Forest to go out in large numbers and ignore their mission.
"Let me show you the place where Yiqiao lived!" Yang Lingtian finally spoke softly while Ximen Wuji and Ximen Wuji looked at each other with worry.
The room is as simple and tidy as before. The walls are covered with various herbs, but they have long been dried.
The room next to where Yang Lingtian obtained the Xiangtian Divine Art has not changed much.
The white stone door was covered with dust. I stretched out my hand and pushed it. It was not as heavy as expected and opened immediately.
Inside, it was also gray, as if the heaven and earth were not separated, and it was chaotic.
When the door is closed, the light in the room does not become darker, but becomes brighter.
The blue-white walls were made of unknown materials, like gold or jade. After closing the door, they turned into crystal white, with a halo of light flowing on them, illuminating the entire room.
In the center of the room is a large cyan cauldron, which is so dark that the sides of the cauldron are engraved with some unknown gods, some are like Vajras with angry eyes and ferocious faces, or some are like Buddha holding flowers and smiling, peaceful and friendly. The strange tadpole glyphs on the tripod are connected in succession, like some kind of deep verse, telling people some ancient and desolate legend.
Suddenly, the silver-haired young man¡¯s brows raised slightly.
In his memory, there were several long sword marks on the cold giant cauldron.
But at this moment, the sword mark has been erased, replaced by a few vigorous characters: "The Sword of Destiny comes out!"
"The Sword of Destiny?" Sun Ningyan exclaimed: "Could it be that the people in the Forbidden Forest are guarding the divine weapon alongside the Zhuanlun Sword - the Sword of Destiny? And that sword has been taken away at this moment?"
"No!" Yang Lingtian shook his head. "The Sword of Destiny is not worthy of the protection of the Forbidden Forest!"
Although Ximen Wuji and Sun Ningyan still don't know that the black sword in his hand is the Zhuanlun Sword, as the master of the Zhuanlun Sword, Yang Lingtian knows that although the Destiny Sword is powerful, it is definitely not the most precious to the Forbidden Forest. treasure. At least, the endless energy of gods and demons in the Cave of Gods and Demons is much more precious than the Sword of Destiny.
What's more, when he left Tianwu Continent, Yang Lingtian once expressed concern about the safety of the Forbidden Forest, but the Great Elder told him that although he and the second elder Situ Po were not very high in cultivation, the Forbidden Forest was the ancestor. God has existed since the beginning of the world.
It has its own way of protecting itself.
As long as he is in this forest, even if the ancient king of gods comes, he will be helpless against the two elders, and the two elders can even kill him at any time.
At the beginning, Yang Lingtian's cultivation level was still low and he didn't understand what the king of the gods meant. Now, he naturally knows that the so-called king of the gods is a warrior in the realm of the god king.
Using the power that can kill the God King at any time to protect the Sword of Destiny is really a bit of a fuss.
"Brother Yang, what exactly do you think the Forbidden Forest protects?"
¡°I don¡¯t know whether it was to divert Yang Lingtian¡¯s attention or to satisfy her own curiosity, Sun Ningyan rolled her eyes and asked.
"I don't know either!" Yang Lingtian shook his head, and then took a deep breath with a solemn expression: "What the Forbidden Forest protects is not important. What is important is what happened to the Great Elder, Yi Qiao, and the others. During this time, everyone is cultivating here and paying attention to Tianwu Continent and Dayan Holy Land at all times.As long as there are any clues about them, we will immediately go to investigate. "
In the next few days, Yang Lingtian issued several orders.
Among all the people, those who had reached the level of Shengwu went to Dayan Holy Land and Tianwu Continent respectively to inquire about the whereabouts of the Great Elder and Murong Yiqiao. Others are practicing in the Cave of Gods and Demons.
Although Murong Yiqiao left, the divine and demonic energy in the Divine Demon Cave seemed to have been taken away by someone. It has become extremely thin, but after all, there is still such a faint trace. With that ray of essence, even without the blood of monsters and beasts and the god-devouring body, people from the nine tribes still have the opportunity to break through the barriers between humans and gods and enter the realm of holy martial arts.
Yang Lingtian himself also stayed in the room where he obtained the Xiangtian Divine Secret to practice, and did not go out.
Because the words "The Sword of Destiny comes out" on the ancient tripod gave him endless pressure.
For some reason, he always involuntarily associates the three words "Destiny Sword" with the Queen of Gods.
And the Queen of Gods once said that if he wanted to resurrect Sikong Miao, he must perfect the practice of Wentian Song.
Although Yang Lingtian was deeply wary of the Queen of Gods, he believed her words firmly. As the other party's identity, there was no need to lie to him.
He even had a feeling in his mind that the power the Queen God had deployed in the human world was definitely not limited to Penglai, Lesheng Palace, the Purple Emperor and the guardians of the Babel Tower, or perhaps the strength of these people was not what it seemed. At most, it is only the realm of Taishen. Otherwise, there is no warrior in the realm of the God King. Even if Yang Lingtian makes mistakes in his cultivation and cannot perfect Wentian Song, as long as he condenses eight True Essence Beads, he is already at the peak of the realm of the God King. These people cannot compete. .
Therefore, he forcibly resisted the urge to go to Babel Tower immediately.
Staying in the Forbidden Forest and practicing silently.
Time passes slowly.
With the help of the spirits of gods and demons, the restriction between heaven and earth after the war between gods and demons more than 10,000 years ago seems to have no effect on the people of the nine races.
In the Forbidden Forest, a terrifying aura will rise every once in a while, indicating that another warrior has broken through the boundary between humans and gods, and has since entered the realm of gods and demons.
In the white castle.
On the wall, various ancient statues of gods are scattered all over. The treasures solemnly emit a soft halo, which contrasts with the black light emitted by the ferocious demon pattern on the ancient tripod, squeezing the nine-color brilliance flashing in the sky. 's soul.
It¡¯s as if the powers of Heavenly Wrath and Xiangtian Divine Art are squeezing each other, sharpening Yang Lingtian¡¯s soul.
This kind of training cannot increase cultivation. For ordinary people, it is not useless, but it is certainly of little use. But for Yang Lingtian, it was exactly the opposite.
At the beginning, he deduced that the sixth opportunity for the annihilation of heaven and earth failed. The fundamental reason was not the lack of true energy, but the insufficiency of the soul to control the process of annihilation.
Therefore, he wanted to deduce it again and condense the seventh True Essence Pearl. The most important thing is the cultivation of the soul. As for Zhen Yuan, he was already at the peak of the ancient god realm and was about to reach the peak of breakthrough.
Time passes slowly.
Yang Lingtian¡¯s soul sinks and grows strong in the tempering of black and white light.
Wind and snow have covered the earth countless times.
A hundred years have passed by in a hurry.
The eastern part of Dayan Holy Land.
About one hundred and ten years ago, two circular light curtains, black and white, suddenly appeared in two places not far apart, each covering the surrounding space of thousands of miles, cutting off the two originally beautiful places from time.
Today, more than a hundred years later.
The light curtain, which was as still as a mountain, suddenly swayed gently. It was just a slight shaking at first, and then the amplitude became larger and larger, creating a fierce hurricane that swept up dust and fallen leaves from thousands of miles around, blocking the sky and the sun.
"The demonic realm has been established!!!"
Finally, a voice with endless domineering power came, and the black light curtain suddenly shattered.
Dark Night¡¯s gorgeous body flew straight out of the light curtain.
In an instant, the bright sky within thousands of miles suddenly darkened, as if time suddenly jumped, from noon to midnight in an instant.
However, this situation did not last long.
At this time, the white light curtain not far away seemed to be stimulated by something, and gently broke away like a bubble.
Like the legendary fairy ascending to heaven, Bai Ling slowly flew up from the light curtain, dragging a long streamer.
Suddenly, the sky above her head had just experienced a jump from day to night, and then reversed its jump again, from late night to noon in an instant.
The two of them floated quietly. Looking from a distance, there seemed to be something between them.There is an invisible barrier that separates the world between the two of them - into two completely different worlds, one white and one black. Day and night, which have never met before, meet together in such a strange way. .
"Haha, you seem to be a few breaths later than me!" After standing silently for a long time, An Ye said softly.
"So what?" Bai Ling's holy and pure face showed no expression at all, as if nothing could cause her expression to change at this time. "When you and I fight to solve the problem of Yang Ling Genius, I may not lose to you then."
"That's right!" An Ye nodded, and then as if he remembered something, he raised his eyebrows slightly: "By the way, did you receive any instructions from the oracle when you were practicing?"
"I got it." Bai Ling nodded. "I'm a little surprised about this. According to the rules, we have to wait for Yang Lingtian to grow up before we can take action against him. But somehow, a hundred years ago, the oracle said that no matter whether he has succeeded in cultivation, as long as we show up Guan can do it." As she spoke, although her face was still so holy, her brows finally raised in confusion.