Chapter 1, Sitting up startled in a dying dream, it was myself in the tomb
In the desolate land of the Northern Plains, the Ice Abyss, no living beings have been heard of setting foot here since the existence of the Northern Plains. The elders of the family also warned the younger generations by word of mouth.
The plateau rises up from the ground, and the sea of ice rolls, like the scales of a silver dragon flashing, piercing directly into millions, and the clouds scatter and the sky opens.
In the vast Tianshan Mountains where Jiuwu is located, there is a black ancient abyss in the center, which is as deep as the eyes of a true immortal in the fairyland.
The dark night Jedi at the bottom of the ice-white and black valleys is even rumored to have been visited by several ancient emperors.
Suddenly, a slender hand stretched out from the thousands of miles of ice-white Jedi Abyss, and a humanoid creature crawled out of the forbidden area.
If others see this, they will definitely feel horrified. Although the Beiyuan Ice Abyss is not as good as the seven forbidden areas in the Eastern Wasteland, it is also a famous Jedi place of life. Now, there are creatures in the Jedi world, which makes people think of some things about these forbidden areas.
Horrible facts about life.
"Phew, finally climbed up."
Bai Meng was a little out of breath. Although he had opened up the sea of suffering and stepped into practice for the first time, the ice blade was still very difficult.
Bai Meng lay on the glistening snow and gravel, looking at the eternal starry sky above. The twinkling stars blended with the almost lightless night. The dream was long and mysterious.
He closed his eyes gently and let the rhombus-shaped snowflakes as big as goose feathers fall on his translucent skin, but the thoughts in his heart had long gone, and he was thinking about these things.
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His name is Bai Meng, Bai Meng’s Bai, Bai Meng’s dream.
When he woke up for the first time, he was lying in a moonlit divine coffin, but he didn't feel uncomfortable. Instead, he seemed to be in a warm whirlpool, just like when the world was born after the creation of the world, the breath from the original creation poured into his body continuously.
, wonderful beyond words.
The divine coffin is dreamy, shining with a strange divine light, as if it is inlaid with crystal clear gems, such as agate and amethyst, which is completely peerless and magnificent.
And the clear gem revealed his figure under the moonlight and dots of stars. He was a thin young man with a delicate face and skin as white as jade. The most insufferable thing is the dreamy eyes, which are like the snow-capped mountains on the plateau.
Going up to the clear lake, Bai Meng couldn't help but touch himself reflected in the coffin body.
At the same time, as if he was born with contentment, Bai Meng's whole body was moving unconsciously. The stars in the sky and the boundless moonlight shone from billions of light years away, converging around him, as if celebrating the birth of a great being, dreamlike.
Broken stars were scattered in the depths of Bai Meng's eyes, making him look extremely precious and solemn.
Finally, these mysterious visions merged into a deep Dao pattern. The silver-colored ancient characters were invisible to the naked eye. They intertwined and changed. Finally, nine ancient characters that connected the past and the present rushed into the center of Bai Meng's eyebrows.
The dream naturally came to mind - "The Dream Book"!
But his memory became more and more blurred, and fragmented words flashed like fire. The nine ancient characters intertwined with Heavenly Lord, Emperor and Emperor, Red Dust Immortal, and the Dream Book. Suddenly the holy light shined brightly, and the white dream bloomed into countless immortals.
Light!
These fragments were gradually shocked by the nine ancient characters and gathered into a page of Taoism. The writing marks on it were so ancient that they seemed to be written by some unpredictable being. They were as deep as ink and as powerful as an abyss - covering the sky.
It seemed like hundreds of years in the world of mortals, but also seemed like a fleeting eternity. The moment Bai Meng opened his eyes, two rays of Hunyuan divine light shot straight into the sky and the earth, and the auspicious colors shrouded the ice abyss. If this place was not the famous Jedi in the North Plains, and there was no trace of it, I am afraid it would have been gone.
Shocked many people.
A sacred tree that seemed to be born from nothingness descended and dissipated the vision. The sacred tree was less than three feet long, with transparent green leaves. It hung high above Bai Meng's head and shed billions of divine radiance.
Bai Meng's eyes became more and more dazzling and deep, full of traces of time, his black hair shawl, as crystal as jade, the divine light of immortality lingered, the chaotic waterfall flowed backwards, and the mysterious river seemed to be looming, which made his aura extremely majestic.
, like gods from eternity ago, coming to this world across millions of years.
"Big dreams in the world, big dreams in the ages, after the war, is he still alive? What about me, success or failure?"
Bai Meng is like a confused and whispering secretly after vicissitudes of life, but it is like a fairy shouting loudly. The endless desolate earth under the ice abyss begins to tremble, and the divine coffin behind him buzzes!
Finally, his confusion faded away, his eyes became calm again, and he looked at the sacred tree with bright divine light. His jasper-white hands caressed it. Bai Meng was filled with emotions and could not conceal his loneliness:
"Millions of years have passed, relatives and friends have passed away, and the stars have changed. Thank you for your hard work! I wonder if there are any old friends in this world?"
A breeze suddenly blew from the vast black earth, soft and gentle, as if in response, a figure slowly condensed, seeming to break free from the shackles of time, and slowly came towards the present world.
It was a Taoist wearing a purple gold robe. His brows were like swords and his complexion was crowned with jade. Birds and white fish were swimming in the purple gold robe. He looked like a young man who was inexperienced in the world, but his eyes were full of vicissitudes of life, filled with the marks of knives over the years.
As soon as Shi appeared, the Three Thousand Avenues began to tremble, and one world after another ebbed and flowed behind the Taoist.
The mountain of corpses and the sea of blood are piled with white bones, including the mythical three-legged golden crow, the majestic giant with purple rainbow, and the immortal god king with wings on his back.
The Taoist's face was calm, but his eyes were restless. His endless emotions and the vicissitudes of life all seemed to occur in a single thought.
He quietly looked at each other and Bai Meng, showing a smile that he hadn't seen in a long time.
"Long time no see, Chang Meng!"
The loneliness in Bai Meng's eyes faded away, leaving only a touch of shock and nostalgia, and a long sigh that spanned the past and present, like thunder and the sound of heaven:
"Long time no see, Lingbao."
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After Bai Meng woke up, his memory was still about the first two ancient scriptures (Zhe Tian Jing and Du Meng Tian Jing).
I just vaguely saw a mysterious Taoist's index finger pointing at the center of his eyebrows.
He quickly immersed himself in his mind, and after a long time his eyes focused on that inexplicable wheel. The wheel rotated, as if turning three thousand avenues, evolving three thousand worlds, turning the world into inexplicable curves, and twisting the mysterious lines of the avenue into
symbol.
From the sky to the earth, from the sea to the sky, from space to time, a strange ancient word - "Group" - finally appeared suspended in Bai Meng's mind.
"Nine secrets?" Bai Meng murmured to himself after flipping through the fragments of ancient scriptures. Everything was too dreamy and he lowered his eyes. He didn't like this feeling of not being in control of himself.
But after reading the ancient scripture called "Shading the Sky", he understood very clearly that this is a world where the strong are respected. As long as you become strong enough, you can go to the Nine Heavens Palace and explore the Nine Heavens.
You can travel hundreds of millions of miles across the starry sky in just a few breaths.
"call!"
After a long sigh, Bai Meng took a closer look, and saw that the surrounding area was surrounded by endless black earth, desolate and desolate, and the dark sky of eternal night was only scattered with the radiance of a few stars, dreamy and mysterious.
And what he was standing on was the altar in the center of the underworld. The five-color sacred stones were mixed with transparent crystals, arranged in a formation similar to the Bagua formation in ancient China, to attract the little bits of starlight.
Before he could take a closer look, the five-color altar shone with divine light. The dislocated flow of space made him faint, but he was somewhat uncharacteristically calm. A trace of something strange flashed in the depths of his eyes, and the phases of space changes fell into his deep eyes bit by bit.
Later, now, Bai Meng was teleported to the center of the ice cliff by the altar, climbed up on his own, and found that his sea of suffering had somehow opened up, and that there were two uncles taking root there.
One is the coffin uncle lying in the coffin, and the other is the mysterious little plant that was in a state of unconsciousness before. It even floats in the center of the sea of suffering. Even the second uncle (Moonlight Divine Coffin) can only stay below in grievance.
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And at the moment when Bai Meng obtained the Dream Book, or earlier, at the moment when the mysterious Taoist disappeared.
Far away in Beidou Central Continent, this is a desolate place. This is a rare place of life. There is no life, only one piece of demonic land after another.
This is a place that the ancient emperors often visited. According to records alone, more than three ancient emperors have visited this place since ancient times.
In the center of that demonic land, there is an ancient tree standing there. It is better to say that it is an ancient tree than a pillar reaching the sky.
The ancient tree of gods and demons has a crown reaching to the sky, with waterfalls flowing on it and stars surrounding it. It is said that there is an immortal god and demon sealed under the ancient tree.
The ancient tree has thousands of blue waves, and every time it sways, it exudes a huge amount of life. If anyone sees the scene in front of them, they will be shocked to the point of trembling. That is a huge amount of vitality. Just a trace of it can make a dying saint
The Lord lived for more than a hundred years.
The ancient tree of gods and demons is so huge that such a scene can be clearly seen even at the entrance of this demonic land.
These life essences are dispensable for the ancient gods and demons. Previously, these life essences contained immortal substances contaminated by demon soil, but they have been purified by the ancient gods and demons. As for why these immortal substances are contaminated even
Even the gods and ancient trees don’t know.
Anyway, this world has been like this since it had spiritual consciousness. Every time the ancient tree of gods and demons absorbs the essence of the sun, earth, sun and moon, it absorbs the immortal matter from part of the demon soil in this world.
Using the universe of heaven and earth as the furnace and itself as the fire, it constantly refines the pollutants between the heaven and the earth. Compared with eons ago, the environment of the Demonic Land is really much better. Even the blood-black color of the Demonic Land is
is becoming fainter.
Under the ancient tree of gods and demons, there is a huge place of nothingness. There are roars of thousands of ghosts and the anger of billions of ghosts. It is a devil's cave!
There are three figures among the resentful souls, and you can vaguely see a crown on their heads.
Their phantoms simply stood there, filled with ghostly aura, and the aura of terror was majestic. The three figures were like kings among resentful souls. The phantom in the middle felt something, filled with resentment.
Under the viciousness, he actually regained some sense of reason, and there was a strange expression on the corner of his green and black mouth, which seemed to be laughing or crying.
"Jie, Jie, Jie, Lingbao! Changmeng..., you will die in three lifetimes! Hehehehehe..."
It's like a whisper, like the whisper of a devil, like the vicious curse of a ghost under the Nine Netherworld!