The sky is bleeding, black blood, golden blood, purple blood flowing to the ground, as open as a river. Plants are withering and annihilating, but new plants are growing, blooming beautiful flowers, golden flowers
…
Yang Ji was completely stunned by the scene in front of him. In this strange world, he seemed to be inside the battlefield, but also outside the battlefield, silently looking at a strange world.
"Buzz"
The light flashed, and before Yang Ji could react, he found himself suddenly in an ancient hall. The ground was white, as smooth as a mirror, spotless, but the walls were black and gold, with many paintings of gods and demons carved on them.
The case exudes a mysterious flavor.
"Wooden Dragon"
An old voice came from the front. Yang Ji "raised" his head and found three white-haired old men sitting in front of the hall. They were all dressed in blue and white clothes, with Eguanbo belts, which looked very ancient.
The three old men had blood dripping from their beards and looked sluggish, as if they were all injured.
There was a rumble outside, and the battle seemed to be continuing, but for this hall, it seemed to have nothing to do with it.
"...Cyanwood Mountain is finished. Soon, this place will be completely closed. For three thousand years, no one can come close to it."
"Mulong, leave here quickly. Once you escape this disaster, you can find a successor for us. Take it to the inheritance cliff. The person who can be recognized by Mulong is my Qingdi disciple."
…
Amidst the high-pitched voice, a thin hand containing endless power stretched out from the blue-white sleeve and pressed on "Yang Ji"'s head.
A majestic power surged out of that incredibly powerful hand, penetrated into his body, and poured into his eyes.
"What you see is what I see. If you can recognize it, I can recognize it. Go ahead and find the Qing Emperor's disciples for us thousands of years later, open the seal, and save us..."
The owner of the palm stared at Yang Jidao. His voice was full of desolation and endless expectation.
At this moment, through the eyes of that voice, Yang Ji finally saw his own appearance clearly:
This is a huge dragon made of vines, with horns and horns, and four legs. Although it was transformed by the spirit of vines, it is vivid and full of spirituality. The body of vines contains huge power that is different from the body.
"It turns out to be a gatekeeper beast"
Yang Ji was startled. Only then did he realize what "he" was in these strange scenes. He was not a "person", but a spirit beast transformed from an ancient vine in this strange and magnificent world. Or to be more precise,
It was his own soul that entered the soul of the giant vine dragon, seeing what it saw, and hearing what it heard.
"Roar"
With an earth-shattering roar, Yang Ji saw the giant vine dragon, or the "wooden dragon" as those mysterious people called it, turn its head, roar, jump into the air, and leap away.
Behind him was a scene of destruction, but no one noticed "himself"
The following pictures, one after another, are all scenes of this wooden dragon escaping for its life. For thousands of years, this loyal gatekeeper beast has been hiding, constantly evading various pursuits, and at the same time trying to
Complete your own use.
It's just that although loyalty is commendable, it still can't escape the inevitable fate...
"Roar"
The sword flashed, and with a shocking roar, the wooden dragon's head flew high, rolled in the air, and then fell to the ground. Behind him was the cheering sound of a group of people.
Everything went dark before my eyes, and my eyes were frozen.
"It turns out that this lumpy ball that is neither iron nor wood... is the eye of the wooden dragon."
A flash of light flashed across his mind. Yang Ji suddenly understood. The lumpy ball he was holding in his hand was actually the eyeball of the door-keeper beast "Wooden Dragon".
When the mysterious and powerful old man slapped the wooden dragon's head with his palm, a majestic energy in his body also poured into its eyes through its body.
As a result, although its body was destroyed, its eyes were preserved. It tossed and turned, passed through many hands, and finally fell into his own hands.
"What you see is what I see. If you can recognize it, you can recognize it from me. Thousands of years later, find the Qing Emperor's disciples for us, open the seal, and save us..."
Before Mu Long left, the old voice recalled in Yang Ji's mind. At this moment, Yang Ji felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.
There is such a story behind this lumpy ball, which Yang Ji never expected when he got it. Yang Ji originally only regarded it as an energy source.
"...It's really sad. This mythical beast was so loyal that it actually spent thousands of years looking for the so-called Qingdi's disciples. Unfortunately, it died in the end."
Yang Ji secretly thought to himself that he was deeply moved by Wood Dragon's loyalty. Such a loyal thing, even a beast, makes people sympathize with it.
Yang Ji's mind went up and down, and he secretly knew that the pictures he saw were definitely not what he could easily see now.
Legend has it that before the Han Dynasty and the previous Zhou Dynasty, there was an extremely chaotic "Dark Age". In that era, human beings were weak, and for a long time they were dominated by alien beasts, monsters, and various other
Dark creatures dominate.
It was a period similar to ancient times, but it was an ancient era of dark creatures.
Yang Ji read some ancient and strange unofficial histories and heard this mentioned in them. It is said that at the end of the Dark Ages, humans and those dark creatures experienced an extremely fierce battle.
Later, those powerful beings were united by the strong men of mankind and expelled from the territory of the Han Dynasty, entering a mysterious area and disappearing ever since.
Records about the Dark Ages are very few because they are too long ago and too ignorant. Even in the previous dynasty, the records in this area are only fragments and extremely unclear, and it is impossible to get much information.
information.
Judging from the memory I read, the wooden dragon has been looking for the so-called "Disciple of the Blue Emperor" for thousands of years. According to the time, this should be about this civilization era, and it is probably the legendary one
That "dark age"
"This kind of information about the Dark Ages is really precious. Judging from my memory, that era was still in ignorance. Human beings and dark creatures lived together. Although they were weak, they also had many top martial arts experts. If the people of Tianshui County
Knowing this, I’m afraid you’ll be shocked and you won’t believe it, right?”
Yang Ji thought to himself.
After pondering for a while, Yang Ji quickly opened his eyes. He didn't notice it at first, but after opening his eyes, Yang Ji immediately felt something was wrong.
The hand was very light, and the "Eye of the Wooden Dragon" disappeared
But it wasn't over yet. Yang Ji soon discovered that there was something extra on his body. He didn't know when he had a gorgeous blue robe on him.
"How is this going?"
Yang Ji was startled and stood up suddenly. The official uniform was gone, replaced by a cyan robe that he wore at some time.
The robe looks like it is made of vines, but it is very delicate and very thin.
Yang Ji didn't remember when he bought such a robe, and when he entered meditation, someone changed his clothes without even knowing it. It was really shocking.
"wrong"
Yang Ji looked at the green robe on his body and suddenly understood something:
"This is the Eye of the Wooden Dragon. No, that's not accurate. This should be the robe that the Eye of the Wooden Dragon changes into."
This strange, unfamiliar piece of clothing was not an ordinary robe, but a robe containing wood energy. Yang Ji thought of the old man in green and white clothes who had input energy into the wood dragon's body, and suddenly understood something.
Clothes will not appear out of thin air. There is no doubt that this should be the strong robe transformed from the energy input by the powerful old man.
"Buzz"
Yang Ji input a stream of consciousness into it, and sure enough, Yang Ji quickly felt an ancient message. This was indeed a robe, and its name was "Qingdi Robe", which had a powerful defensive effect.
However, this is not its main function.
Buzz, Yang Ji thought, and the Qing Emperor's robe disappeared instantly. In the blink of an eye, Yang Ji had a huge talisman as complex and exquisite as snowflakes in his hand.
The talisman is turquoise in color, the size of a cattail fan, and formed like crystal flakes, dreamy and beautiful.
The talisman is heavy, and it doesn't feel like a creation of energy, but rather made of gold and iron, falling in the hand.
In the talisman, Yang Ji sensed huge energy. This energy was not like elixirs or the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, which he could absorb.
These energies are the talisman, and the talisman is energy. Yang Ji simply cannot absorb the energy of this talisman like the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
It is very solid, pure and condensed, like a fortress.
From this aspect, the feeling that this talisman gave Yang Ji had nothing to do with energy, but more like a magic weapon like a magic weapon.
"This must be the energy of those mysterious old men from Eguan Bo's belt in the Dark Ages, and it contains his will. Unless I reach his level, it will be impossible to absorb the energy of the talisman."
Yang Ji thought for a moment and immediately understood.
Although it cannot absorb the talisman and convert it into one's own blood, as a magic weapon, this talisman is still an extremely powerful thing.
Hum, Yang Ji thought about it, and the talisman in his hand changed, turning into a gorgeous Qingdi robe and putting it on his body. A feeling of water and milk, blood and blood connected came from his heart.
When Yang Ji got to see the picture in the eyes of "Wood Dragon", it meant that Yang Ji had been recognized by Wood Dragon and this magic weapon.
"The Wooden Emperor's Divine Skill"
Yang Ji's eyes were shining, and he stretched out his finger, and a burst of green wood-type finger energy burst out of the air. Within a few breaths, he only heard a sizzling sound, and these wood-type finger energy disappeared from the void.
In reality, it transformed into a thick and vigorous vine. The buds sprouted from the vine and turned into dense green leaves in an instant. To be continued.