The most sacred Shuntian Palace of the Destiny God Clan was destroyed, and the Lord Destiny God was executed. All this resounded like thunder in the sky throughout the God Realm. Both the transcendent ancient gods and the God Kings at the pinnacle of the God Realm knew the news. Emperor Qiankun
His illustrious reputation spread throughout every inch of the God Realm. Those gods who usually believed in their destiny secretly organized several major actions to besiege the Qiankun Divine Mansion. However, just like a flame encountering a stormy sea, it was extinguished in an instant.
As time passed, the Destiny God Clan finally died down and disappeared from the divine world. Even the Heavenly Books that collected the soul marks of the God Kings were taken back and destroyed by Emperor Qiankun. Two ancient Destiny Gods with supernatural powers joined forces to fight against Qiankun.
Emperor, how could I have imagined that the emperor did not take action personally at all, but only sent a divine bird to burn the two ancient gods of destiny to ashes.
The Qiankun Emperor is at the height of his power, and the ancient gods who originally lived under the oppression of the Destiny God Clan have thrown themselves into the Qiankun God Palace. In the past three thousand years, the Qiankun God Palace has become a holy place in the hearts of all the ancient gods, but the Destiny God Clan seems to have evaporated out of thin air, never to be seen again.
There is no news, and he is slowly forgotten by people in the divine world.
"Xiao Tian, is there no news about your master yet?" Liu Qiankun and Hong Xiaotian stood side by side on the top of the Arctic Peak, their voices filled with a hint of urgency.
In three thousand years, Liu Qiankun has cultivated all the powers of the five laws to great perfection. Now he has truly become the number one person in the God Realm, and his reputation is even three points higher than that of Qingdao back then. As time goes by, his
His heart can no longer be calm. No matter how high his cultivation is, he cannot fuse the last remnants of his soul. There is only one fate waiting for him: his body dies, his Tao disappears, and he is forever lost between heaven and earth.
Death is not scary, the most terrifying thing is the process of waiting for death. A thousand years may be the long life that ordinary people dream of, but for Liu Qiankun, it is as short as one day. Maybe if he closes his eyes tonight, he will be there tomorrow morning.
He could never wake up again. He placed his hope on Hongmeng God, but this guy seemed to have disappeared with the Destiny God Clan. Even his most proud disciples could not learn about him.
"Master will naturally show up when he wants to see you. Otherwise, it would be difficult for me to find his trace with you." Hong Xiaotian shook his head helplessly and said. He knew the eagerness in Liu Qiankun's heart, but there was nothing he could do.
For three thousand years, Master Hongxiao and his three brothers have searched all the places where the Master might go, even Liyuan Island, but they still haven't found anything.
"It's been another three thousand years, and I don't know how my girl's cultivation has progressed." Liu Qiankun's eyes dimmed and he calmly changed the subject. He didn't want to mention the matter of Can Po again.
Three thousand years ago, the girl once again made the request to practice in the Bingxuan evil cave. In the blink of an eye, another thousand years passed.
"Look!" Hongxiao Tianxu pointed to the ice peak in the distance. Liu Qiankun looked in the direction of his finger and saw that the snow on the ice peak had turned into gurgling clear springs flowing down the peak wall. Even the hard
The incomparable ice peaks were also washed out into deep trenches, and the ice peaks actually began to melt.
The long-lasting ice on the ice sheet began to melt at some point, revealing patches of dark brown soil in many places. From a distance, it looked like a bald head covered with spots. All this only proves one thing, ice
The evil spirit in Xuansha Cave began to decrease sharply, and it could no longer maintain the low temperature on the entire ice sheet.
"The girl really did it. No wonder she is so persistent. Maybe one day this place will become a fertile plain!" A knowing smile appeared on the corner of Liu Qiankun's mouth. While he was happy for the girl, he couldn't help but feel a little melancholy. Icefield
Can he still see the day when it becomes fertile soil?
"Didn't Master leave the Seven Skills Treasure Vase before he left?" Hong Xiaotian's heart moved and he asked.
Hong Xiaotian naturally knew the magical uses of the Qiqiao Aquarius. This object was one of the several portable artifacts of God Hongmeng. It could never be given to Liu Qiankun without any reason. Could there be some mystery left in it?
Liu Qiankun smiled, stretched out his palms, took out the seven-skilled treasure bottle that had been gathering dust for many years, and handed it over. To be honest, he didn't put this magical treasure bottle in his eyes at all, and it didn't matter even if Hong Xiaotian wanted to take it.
Hong Xiaotian held the vase in the palm of his hand and brought it close to his eyes to examine it carefully. His brows were furrowed and his serious look made Liu Qiankun feel a little funny. He said softly: "Brother Xiaotian, I will leave this big-bellied vase to you."
Take your time to appreciate it, I have to go back to Lihan Palace to find the two wives." After saying that, he raised his feet and was about to leave.
"Wait a minute, you kid has been searching for thousands of years but you didn't know that Master's oracle was already in your hands. You are really making a mistake..." Hong Xiaotian stopped Liu Qiankun and couldn't help but complain.
Liu Qiankun was shocked in his heart and hurriedly stepped forward. He saw Hong Xiaotian stretched out his palms to lift the bottle and handed it out. It just reached the position in front of his forehead. Hong Xiaotian gently lifted the bottom of the bottle, just like this.
The vase was suspended in front of Liu Qiankun's eyes. A halo of light extended downward from the mouth of the vase, quickly surrounding the entire vase from top to bottom.
The brilliance flashed, and the belly of the bottle began to become transparent again, and the appearance of Hongmeng God slowly appeared from the transparent place. Hongmeng God stroked his long beard with his hand and said with a smile: "I have been waiting for you for a long time. I'm afraid it's not Xiaotian's suggestion.
I don’t know when you will be able to understand the mystery in this vase!”
Hongmeng God looked like he was making guesses, but it was absolutely accurate to the facts.
Liu Qiankun felt his teeth itching when he saw the presence of Hongmeng God. He wanted to grab the treasure bottle in front of him and bite him. He clearly left a message in the bottle, but he didn't give any reminder before leaving. It was in vain.
He had been waiting for three thousand years. Liu Qiankun gritted his teeth for a while and could only continue to listen patiently.
"You must have retrieved the remnants of the Shuntian Temple at this moment, and are you eager to know the whereabouts of the last remnant?" God Hongmeng asked knowingly, but seemed to be muttering to himself.
Liu Qiankun knew that these words were left in the bottle by Hongmeng God thousands of years ago, and now he had no choice but to wait.
"As for where the last remnant is..." Halfway through the words, Hongmeng God stopped talking, and actually gave it a generous pass. Fortunately, Liu Qiankun has been waiting for thousands of years and doesn't care about this moment at all.
Know how to work hard.
The Hongmeng God on the belly of the bottle pondered for a long time and finally shook his head and said: "I don't know where the last remnant is, but I will definitely find traces somewhere."
Liu Qiankun's ears pricked up, but he had an ominous premonition in his heart. He saw the Hongmeng God on the belly of the bottle asked for a look, and said slowly: "The place where Qingdao fell..."
The Hongmeng God on the belly of the bottle sighed, and his face immediately faded away, leaving only Liu Qiankun with a stiff face muttering to himself: "The realm of nothingness, the place where Qingdao fell..."
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