As the bitter voice emerged, Xu Qing's mind suddenly made waves, and a memory that did not belong to him rose in his mind.
The memory is fragmented and incoherent, making it a puzzle.
Because there are many missing, it is still difficult to piece together too many complete meanings even if Xu Qing's mind emerges.
There is only one cognition, which is more clearly revealed from the fragments of this memory.
Yanyue Xuantian Clan, before the endless years, the gods did not descend to come, it was still the period of the ancient emperor of Xuanyou, its name.... Not this one.
This clan used to be called the Xuantian Great Witch Clan! It is one of the most important allies under the ancient emperor of Xuanyou, and it is also the most powerful support clan of the human race.
The relationship with the human race is extremely close, and it fully supports the ascension of the ancient emperor of Xuanyou to the throne and unify the ancients.
Even during the Xuangu Emperor's period, this ancient emperor and the ancestral witch of this clan were friends of life and death, and the two of them were partners and close friends before their respective achievements, and they rescued each other from life and death many times.
That ancestral witch's amazing strength can be described as Xuanyou's right-hand man, and he has made great contributions to the ancient emperor's unification of the ancients.
The name of the only son of the ancestral witch was also given by the ancient emperor of Xuanyou, this cognition, emerged in the fragments of memory, and was reflected in Xu Qing's perception, which shocked his heart, and his closed eyes suddenly opened and remembered, showing a sense of surprise.
Xu Qing's breathing was slightly rapid, he had never seen this introduction of history in the Imperial Capital of the Human Race, nor in this Yanyue Xuantian Clan.
And at this moment, recalling that the records of the Yanyue Xuantian clan and the human race can only be traced back to the great defeat of the Dongsheng people during the Chrysalis Paper Emperor period, as for the previous history, there was no such thing.
It seems that both sides have unknowingly erased the history of the Xuanyou Ancient Emperor's period.
But no one thought of it, no one paid attention, let alone traced it, as if a blank memory was reasonable.
This is extremely weird.
"Cognition, affected!" These five words instantly appeared in Xu Qing's mind.
"It must be the power of the gods that can affect the two races for such a long time."
Xu Qing was silent, and the Yanyue Xuantian Clan appeared in his mind, and then, after he carefully sorted out the first skull and fished it out, the fragments of memory in Yingba's own heart, although it was still elusive and specific, but he had additional guesses about this Jiuli ban.
"The father witch mentioned in that sentence is most likely the ancient emperor of Xuanyou and that close friend, that is, the ancestral witch of this clan."
"Zi Li means that the son of the ancestral witch is named Li ......"
"This name was also given by the ancient emperor of Xuanyou, and this is the land of Jiuli."
Xu Qingxin Shishen churned.
"Could it be that Jiuli is not a fierce beast, but the son of the ancestral witch of the Xuantian Great Witch Clan?"
"Then his words are ashamed of the Xuantian clan..." Xu Qing looked down at the mud under him, his gaze seemed to be able to penetrate thousands of feet, and he could see the seal below.
"Was the mountain road formed by the ashes the corpse of Jiuli?" Xu Qing was silent, and he rarely became curious about this Jiuli land.
After a while, he retracted his thoughts and sensed his purple crystal, in which a skull clearly emerged, shining and eerie.
Xu Qing squinted his eyes, looked up at the bronze incense burner above his head, and quickly made a decision, his right hand was raised, and with a sharp wave, the smoke ring emitted by the bronze incense burner was immediately dissipated.
The power of the smoke ring isolation also disappeared, and the gray mist that permeated the surroundings rushed in an instant, but a strange scene appeared.
After those fogs approached Xu Qing, although the suppression of the power of the gods and cultivation was still terrifying, the invasion of Xu Qing's body and soul actually decreased!
It's just that the sense of causal pull is even stronger, making Xu Qing extremely closely connected with this place, as if they want to become inseparable.
Xu Qing sensed for a long time, his eyes showed a brilliance, and he raised his hand and pointed to the bronze incense burner smoke ring falling and isolating again, and the gods and cultivation in his body were also active again.
"This gray mist from Jiuli is extremely domineering and rejects everything, making all the cultivators who come unable to leave after stepping into this place."
"But after I merged into a skull, it was no longer completely different from the gray mist here, so...... Is it considered to be half of the same origin?"
"Then if I can fish out all nine skulls and be completely homologous to the gray mist here, the gray mist will no longer be a limitation for me."
"Then the causal involvement will be extreme, and the gray mist may not let me go..."
"But, what if I leave with the gray mist!"
Xu Qing murmured, then closed his eyes again and began to rest himself.
In this way, time passed, and a few days later, Xu Qing opened his eyes and felt that the cracks in his sundial were less, and he felt that his moon fishing in the well could open again.
Yu Tou had any hesitation, got up and followed the position in his memory, and walked to the second deep buried skull in the mud, where he raised his hand and pinched the brown flame again, burning the red mother-colored flesh and blood, and soon drops of liquid fell, the silt melted, and small holes appeared.
After having a successful experience, it was relatively easy for Xu Qing to repeat the last success, although the consumption of the sundial and its own impact still existed, it could be formed in the Qianzhang Passage, and after the well was unfolded, the heavens and the earth roared in the water he fished out with his right hand, and a second skull suddenly emerged.
It was still swallowed, and it was still activating the power of the purple crystal to contain and seal it.
The memory storm in his mind also formed again, and there were more fragments of memory.
Xu Qing pressed the idea of exploring the memory, closed and trimmed, according to this half a month in a flash, he passed this method, although the process was inevitably failed, but overall, Xu Qing succeeded mostly, in his purple crystal, the number between the skulls, and a full four!
The four skulls made Xu Qing's connection with this Jiuli Yidi to an amazing extent, he no longer needed a bronze incense burner.
The gray mist here had completely lost its invasion to him, and the shape roamed around him, revealing a sense of intimacy.
Even if he suppressed the gods and monks, he could suppress them to a certain extent.
This matter was unprecedented in the Yanyue Xuantian Clan!
Even if Ji Dongzi was here, seeing this scene, he would definitely be shocked to the extreme, and he couldn't believe what he was watching all this.
It's really unbelievable!
Four, this is his Xu Qing's limit.
Because his brown autumn seedlings went out after burning continuously for more than half a month.
Without the flame, it would not be possible to burn the red mother's flesh and blood into a golden liquid, and it would be difficult to dissolve the silt, unless Xu Qing could think of other ways, otherwise, if he wanted to continue, he could only sink into the mud with his kiss.
But after thinking about it, he gave up.
As he got closer and closer to the source of this place, Xu Qing had a premonition that once he entered the muddy dryness, he was afraid that he would be instantly judged as Jiuli by the shrine there.......
Thus repression.
At that time, there was no hope for everything, and as for how to continue, Xu Qing didn't think about this question for the time being.
Because the fragments of memory contained in those four skulls were constantly pieced together in his mind, until a scene that had been hidden for countless years of history and was hidden by the gods opened a corner in his heart and blew the ancient wind.
That was the story after the ancient emperor Xuan You left, the ancestor witch of the Xuantian Great Witch Clan, rejected the invitation of her close friend Xuan You, refused to leave Wanggu, and left her hometown.
The two sides had a rare disagreement in their lives in the face of the gods.
And when the ancient emperor left, the moment the remnants of the gods arrived, the heavens and the earth were dim and blurred, and with the appearance of the remnants, there were terrifying gods.
On that day, the heavens were crying, the sentient beings were wailing, these gods and wines fell in the Wanggu Continent, some fell in the left-behind patchwork ethnic groups, and some fell in hidden places, each setting off a catastrophe.
One of the statues was in the form of a spider walking out of the stump, and its personality was amazing, surpassing most of the gods.
And his goal was also very clear, that is, the Xuantian Great Witch Clan, wanting to enslave this clan to become its believers.
The Xuantian Great Witch Clan, unwilling to be a slave, under the leadership of the Xuantian Ancestor Witch, fought against this god and other gods who followed him at any cost.
In this battle, the world was raining blood, the great domain collapsed, and the Great Witch of Xuantian, as a friend of Xuan You's life and death, his own strength was naturally terrifying, and his clansmen were just as amazing.
That battle was earth-shattering.
The Xuantian Great Witch Clan, countless deaths, and the gods were also killed in this way, and the corpses of the gods fell to the earth.
In the end, it fell in the Xuantian Ancestral Witch sacrificing its life, and then severely damaged the spider-shaped god who was worshipped by the gods and fell into a desperate witch formation, isolating the power of all gods, shrouding over its clan and protecting its clan.
Before his death, he passed on the position of ancestral witch to his only son, allowing him to uphold the belief of the Xuantian Great Witch Clan, fight against the gods for the race, and his son was named Jiuli.
Jiuli was sad, but in this era, in this world filled with gods, he inherited not only the position of the ancestral witch and the beliefs of the ethnic group, but also the responsibility.
So, he led all the remaining great shamans in the clan to continue to fight with the gods outside the Absolute God Formation, without taking half a step back and not returning to the clan for a day.
For the Great Witch Clan, Jiuli was a qualified ancestral witch, because under the confrontation between him and all the great witches and gods, time passed.
The tribes in the territory of the Xuantian Great Witch Clan, which were shrouded in the Absolute God Formation, gained time to rest and recuperate, and gradually a new generation of witch cultivators began to appear, and one of them, whose qualifications were amazing, was even more like a leader.
Because the ancestral witch fought outside, it almost became a legend, and the tribe also needed to adapt to the times to change, so this one had high hopes and became the first chief of the Xuantian Great Witch Clan after standing out in the tribe!
The ancestral witch is in the sky, and the mandate of heaven! The clan is in the mortal, and the power is in the world! Therefore, it is the great power.
The memory was interrupted here.
Xu Qing opened his eyes, his expression was endlessly complicated, because he thought of the ones he had seen in the information about Jiuli in the Holy City of Shenshan.
"The number one fierce beast in the mountains and seas domain, its name is Jiuli!
This beast has a very special status in the Yanyue Xuantian Clan, because in the history of Yan Yue, there has only been one subjugation of Jiu Nali.
That was the first clan of the Yanyue Xuantian Clan back then, and he was also the unified chief of the clan who led the rise of this clan, and his mount was Jiuli