Chapter 636 A bowl of yellow spring water, return to the God-killing Platform
"Obey God's will!"
Ancestor Shoufeng lowered his head.
Outsiders don't know it, but the people of the Shoufeng clan know very well that they have faith, and what they believe in is also a god.
This god gave them life and mission.
The fluctuations in their souls allowed them to clearly perceive that the gods... were right in front of them.
As for the form and strength of the gods, it is not something they have to consider, because the gods are gods, and they can transform all things and form thousands of bodies.
As soon as he opened his mouth, the ancestor immediately sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes for a moment, raised his right hand, and pressed two fingers on the circle between his eyebrows.
The fluctuations in his soul immediately spread across his body and merged into the black wind.
At the same time, chants echoed from the mouth of the captain floating in the air.
"Heaven and earth are born together, the black wind burns the gods, and the nine paths are refined, and the form is too real!"
"Xuantai has no cover, Yihai has a body, soul and soul are one, and heaven and earth have the same root!"
This voice revealed its antiquity and contained some kind of will. The moment it was heard, the entire green sand desert roared, the earth trembled, and countless gravels rose from the ground, all trembling.
Thunder fell from the sky and exploded in all directions, causing endless reverberations.
The entire Qingsha Desert was shocked.
And this chanting did not end, it continued, continued, and repeated.
Soon Patriarch Shou Feng also started to recite it.
At the end, all the Feng Shou clan members around raised their fingers, pressed them between their eyebrows, and chanted the same song.
The fluctuations of their souls continued to spread in this chant, constantly blending into the wind. Gradually, the black wind here turned into a huge whirlpool.
The rotation of this vortex is exactly opposite to the vortex of the thousand-foot circle within it!
One from left to right and one from right to left.
The two vortexes rotated continuously, forming an astonishing force and sending out a heaven-shaking roar.
During this mutual pull, the memories hidden in the wind were slowly perceived by this clan.
Xu Qingyuan looked at all this. Even though he knew something about his elder brother's past, he still felt as shocked as the gods performing the dance at this moment.
"How many plans did Senior Brother have in his previous life..."
"The Great Sacrifice Dance of the Gods is one of them, and the Shoufeng clan is the second one. In addition, the Eighth Grandpa and the Fifth Grandma said they were familiar with the Eldest Brother. It can be imagined that the Eldest Brother must have gone to the sealed places of all the Lord's descendants."
Based on Xu Qing's understanding of Chen Erniu, the so-called great man mentioned by the other party when he introduced the Shou Feng clan was most likely the other party himself.
"Then the existence in his mouth..."
Xu Qing narrowed his eyes, and he instinctively thought of the god mentioned by the captain during the Tianniu Mountains God Sacrifice Dance Incident.
"God..."
The legend of the green sand desert emerged in Xu Qing's mind, and an answer emerged in his mind.
While Xu Qing was meditating here, Ning Yan, Wu Jianwu, Li Yougui and others also looked moved. Even though Ning Yan and Wu Jianwu had done several things with the captain, they still had a storm in their hearts.
As for Li Yougui... For him, everything he has experienced since meeting Xu Qing is beyond his imagination in the first half of his life.
Even the ghost spirits among them now have solemn expressions on their faces, obviously shocked by this generosity.
And in that whirlpool, with the pull of different whirlpools at this moment, with the fusion of the memories of the wind and the Shou Feng clan, a picture gradually appeared in the whirlpool.
Countless pictures, all-encompassing, convey a sense of antiquity.
These are all memories, from the memories of everyone in the surrounding Shoufeng clan, and also from the memories of this desert.
After these memories emerged with the fluctuations of the soul, they gathered together and turned into a sea of memories inside and outside the vortex.
This sea spread and spread, reflected on the sky, and also fell on the ground. After covering the surrounding areas, it poured towards nine locations.
That's where the nine skulls on the ground are.
These nine skulls are like bone bowls that seem to be able to accommodate everything.
Just like that, time passes.
The sea of memory continues to appear, flow, and is ongoing.
When the fourth hour arrives, the bowls of nine skulls are already filled with liquid-like water of memory.
This water changes between illusion and reality, sometimes black and sometimes white.
So strange.
Xu Qing glanced away, and in the water of memory, he felt the aura of the gods.
It was at this moment that the captain, who was floating in the air and presiding over all the sacrifices, made a hand seal and waved violently, and suddenly nine daggers formed a thousand-foot whirlpool around him, and lightning exploded like never before.
"Certainly!"
With his thunderous voice, the nine bronze daggers went straight to the nine bowls below, piercing into them one by one, instantly fixing the changing memory water.
Black and white blend into gray!
In this gray liquid, a miniature of a scene emerged.
It was a straight mountain range, spreading in darkness. The sky inside it seemed to have lightning flashing across it. On both sides of the mountain range were black abyss, which seemed to hide evil spirits.
As for the specifics, it is difficult to see clearly due to the ripples on the water surface.
But everyone, including Xu Qing, now knew the answer to the origin of the description of this scene. It was obvious that there... was the place where the Lord Slayed Gods was hidden in the wind.
At the same time, the four Shoufeng clan members who were born on this special day, without a drop of blood flowing from their eyebrows, gathered in the air and floated in front of the captain.
They are part of the key to unlocking memory.
And the other part comes from the captain.
The captain bit his finger and squeezed out a drop of blood that was different from the past. The color of this blood... was blue.
At the moment of appearance, the five drops of blood merged and turned into nine parts, falling into the bowl of nine skulls.
After doing this, it happened to be the fourth hour when the black wind blew.
"Let's... go in!"
The captain laughed loudly, raised his right hand to grab a bowl of skulls, and drank the liquid in it. His body blurred for an instant, blending into the wind and disappearing.
Xu Qing did not hesitate, just like that.
The others gritted their teeth and picked up the bone bowls to drink for their own purposes.
Soon, everyone's figures disappeared in the wind like the captain.
Everything is as usual in the green sand desert. As the black wind howls, the sea of memory is still rising and falling, submerging everything here.
As for Xu Qing and others, they have now appeared in the place they saw in the bone bowl.
This place does not belong to reality, nor does it belong to illusion. It exists in the gap between illusion and illusion, and exists in memory. It is mysterious and mysterious, wonderful and wonderful.
However, the moment it appeared, the moment it saw its surroundings clearly, everything here was slightly different from what Xu Qing and others saw in the bone bowl.
First of all, the world here is not all dark. Between the sky and the earth, there is clear light and a bright place.
The light source comes from lanterns floating in the air one after another.
They are extremely numerous, densely packed, and shine brightly, reflecting the world.
But the leather of each lantern gives people a sinister feel, and there are grimaces painted on them, some crying, some laughing, some angry, and some scared.
It's lifelike, as if it were made of human skin.
With the light of these lanterns, a straight and vast mountain range was clearly reflected in Xu Qing's eyes.
It is like a blade, sloping upwards, spreading extremely long, and its end point seems to be connected to the sky.
The place they were at was the starting point of the mountain range. A circular high platform had been built here. The ground was cracked and filled with cracks. There was a sense of vicissitudes of time passing by, lingering in all directions, revealing antiquity and decay.
As for the two sides of the mountain range, there is endless darkness, and the light between heaven and earth cannot shine in. Occasionally, there are shrill roars coming from the darkness, accompanied by the sound of sharp claws scraping against the rocks.
It seemed that there was some extremely terrifying existence in the abyss below both sides of the mountain, trying to climb up the mountain.
The sky was also pitch black, and it was difficult for the light source to illuminate it. Only a huge crack was vaguely visible, which was opened in the sky, like a scar, which was shocking.
The rumbling thunder kept coming from the crack, and it seemed difficult to stop, as it continued to echo here.
Occasionally, there will be blue lightning shining in the cracks in the sky.
This is an extremely strange place.
This scene made everyone who arrived look solemn. Even You Jing was extremely vigilant. Whether it was those human skin lanterns or the terrifying aura under the abyss, she felt a strong sense of danger.
"Those human skin lanterns were transformed by the Lord's killing evil. They hate all living beings. Once they are touched by them, they will be assimilated into human skin lanterns."
"The existence under the abyss is the resentment condensed by the Red Mother before her death. Their hatred makes everyone who walks in this mountain range a target of their hostility."
The captain knew this place very well. He was standing at the front and spoke in a low voice. Then he turned around and faced Xu Qing with a smile on his face.
"Junior brother, welcome to...the photo recording site of a large-scale magic trick."
"Here, you will see an earth-shattering thing that happened in history long ago."
"And all we need to do is get there."
The captain raised his hand and pointed at the crack in the sky.
"Go there and start recording our photos."
"As for the name of the script, I've already thought of it, it's called...Slaying the God!"
"As for the content, I will tell you when we get to the place. Don't worry...each of you has a role."
The captain was beaming with joy. After speaking, he raised his hand and took out several blue candles, giving one to each of them.
Xu Qing took it and held it in his hand. While it felt greasy, he also smelled the smell of blood. When he had some suspicion in his heart, he found that Ning Yan and Wu Jianwu both had complicated expressions, and seemed to be a little nauseous.
"Lighting the candles in our hands, we can walk through this area safely, but the premise is...the candles cannot be extinguished on the way."
As he spoke, the captain blew on the candle in his hand, and immediately the candle burned, and a black mist was released from inside, shrouding his figure as he walked towards the mountains.
Xu Qing nodded and blew a breath. Black mist appeared, spread around, and stepped away.
As others lit candles one after another, soon the whole group was walking on the mountain range.
"Remember, the candle cannot be extinguished..."
The captain's voice came out from the dark mist ahead.
Looking from a distance, between the sky and the earth, on the mountain range connected to the sky, six groups of black mist shrouded six figures, several feet apart from each other, getting further and further away.
The human skin lantern in mid-air was still swinging around, the abyss on both sides of the mountain range was roaring as usual, and the sound of sharp blades scraping against rocks echoed harshly.