Xu Qing was silent.
Through the history pieced together through these memory fragments, he understood why there were so many corpses in the mountains and seas, and also understood the past that occurred in this ethnic group.
The premise, all this is true, if this history is true, then compared with today's Yan Ming Xuan Fa, the sense of irony is extremely strong.
The ancestral witch who died in battle to protect the Yanyue Xuantian Clan was hidden in history.
Jiuli, the son of inheriting his will, was vilified and became a mount.
The so-called Yanyue Xuantian Clan Unified Grand Master, the Xuantian cultivator who could only become a Xuantian cultivator under the protection of Jiuli, his role was intriguing.
Xu Qing sighed lightly.
His heart told himself that this was actually true.
Even if it is not his own ethnic group, through those memory fragments, he seems to have experienced the past years, and the sympathetic threat seems to have truly entered history.
So, how did Jiuli die, what exactly did the Great Si Quan do, when did the Xuantian Great Witch Clan change its name to the Yan Ming Xuantian Clan, and ...... What is the relationship between the three gods of the sun, moon and stars with the history of this tribe?
These answers were in the memory of the remaining five skulls, Xu Qing lowered his head and stared at the mud.
It's just that now that the brown flame has been extinguished, there is no way to continue burning the flesh and blood of the Red Mother, and after the flesh and blood have been consumed in this way, there is not much left.
"There are only six pieces left." Xu Qing murmured, sensing the four skulls emerging from the purple crystal, and also feeling the incomparably close connection between himself and this land of Jiuli.
At this moment, he no longer needed a bronze incense burner.
The gray mist here did not invade him at all, and with a single thought, he could make this gray mist churn because of him, and even the 0 trouble for him had disappeared relatively.
He clearly judged that if he wanted to leave, the gray mist would also move with him.
It's just that there are flaws in this kind of departure, and his cultivation and his divine power are still rejected.
Unless he gave up his cultivation and the power of the gods, opened up everything to accept the gray mist, so that the fog of recovery melted into the body, into the soul, and sank to the bottom to become a part of himself.
"At that time, I was no longer a spiritual cultivator, but ......":
Xu Qing raised his head and looked at the sky.
For witches, he is unfamiliar and familiar, unfamiliar because he has never been in contact, familiar because this gray mist is the origin of witches, and the four skulls he integrated into are, in a sense, the inheritance of Jiuli.
But that's not the path he's going to take.
"Wu, at the cost of death, it only severely damaged that powerful god." Xu Qing squinted his eyes, looked at the mud, and thought of a way.
And he actually thought of the method, but this method required five skulls to unfold, and now, one was missing.
So after pondering, Xu Qing suddenly spoke.
"Xiaoying."
There was no fluctuation under his feet, and there was no emotion emanating at all, and Xiaoying seemed to be dead.
Xu Qing's expression was as usual, he waited for three breaths, and then the words came out again: "If you don't come out again, you won't have to come out in the future."
Xu Qing's words came out, and a faint shadow appeared on the mud below him, and the weak fluctuations rippled.
"Go down, go through a thousand feet, and form a meson that can be cast by me."
Xiaoying's mood swings immediately became anxious, and countless refusals were conveyed to Xu Qing's heart.
"On the way, I will control the gray mist and not interfere with you." After Xu Qing finished speaking, the gray mist around him surged according to his thoughts, and the feeling of sending and receiving from the heart was very obvious.
Seeing this scene, Xiaoying's emotional anxiety decreased a little, and so did the meaning of refusal.
"After the matter is completed, I will give you a piece of flesh and blood." Xu Qing's voice was calm.
In the past, it could only watch Xu Qing absorb it, and it was difficult for him to smell it.
So after hearing Xu Qing's promise, it was obviously hesitant and anxious and refused, and lowered it again.
"If you are disobedient, then there is no need to continue the relationship between you and me."
Xu Qing's voice was clear, and a feeling of snubbing fell in Xiaoying's heart, making Xiaoying's whole body tremble, and finally exuded an open-minded momentum in its mood fluctuations under the rewards and life-and-death choices.
In order to survive, for the sake of flesh and blood, it roared like a fierce beast and rushed into the mud.
In the next instant, the shadow sank into a hundred feet, and the surrounding gray mist was about to approach, and it quickly dissipated under Xu Qing's interference, so Xiaoying's sinking was much smoother than before.
Soon came to the position of eight hundred zhang, but here Xu Qing clearly felt the power of the seal from below.
That power was sleeping now, but he could foresee that once his aura touched the seal, it would be immediately suppressed by it.
Therefore, he didn't dare to emit his breath to interfere with the spread of gray mist.
Therefore, Xiaoying sank and gradually slowed down, and the wailing came out.
But it's better than the state it once was, and Xiaoying was also trying his best to be attacked by the gray mist and sank to more than nine hundred feet, here, it was a little powerless.
After all, it split too much before, and now it has not recovered and is in a weak state.
Seeing this, Xu Qing suddenly spoke, "Two pieces of red mother flesh and blood!"
This good voice fell on Xiaoying's heart, Xiaoying trembled and burst into crazy emotions, and under such a heavy reward, it was also stimulated to rush downwards.
With a bang, it directly penetrated thousands of feet, and reached the cave under the silt, here, Xu Qing couldn't emit breath to interfere in the slightest, so the mist rolled up in a large area, and Xiaoying's wailing became more and more tragic.
Xu Qing's expression was solemn, he knew that the opportunity was fleeting, so he did not hesitate at all, after the small shadow penetrated, he raised his right hand, and the moon in the well suddenly unfolded.
The ripples of heaven and earth became the surface of the water, and the fifth skull clearly emerged, and was directly scooped up by Xu Qing.
The moment he swallowed it in his mouth and sealed it in the purple crystal, Xiaoying collapsed, seemingly dead, but there was a trace of it, and he came back from the three feet of silt below Xu Qing.
Xu Qing was not surprised by this, Xiaoying's habits were cunning, everything before, although there were real elements, but the exaggeration naturally existed, so Xu Qing didn't believe that it would really disregard everything.
It was also expected that a small wisp of shadow was hidden, and Xiaoying was indeed almost at the limit here, after this trace returned, Xiao was very dim in the purple crystal, and he was about to fall into a deep sleep.
But it struggled, not letting itself fall asleep immediately, but instinctively emitted a faint emotional wave towards Xu Qing, as if it wanted to confirm.
"I... meat..."
Xu Qing nodded and sensed Xiaoying's state, understanding that it didn't matter whether she had flesh or blood now, and she didn't have the strength to eat it anyway.
But Xu Qing is kind-hearted, and he feels that there is still a necessary comfort, "When you wake up, I will give you food."
When Xiaoying heard this, he fell asleep with satisfaction, while Xu Qing closed his eyes and meditated to repair himself.
A few days later, his eyes suddenly opened to reveal his essence.
Now that he has five skulls, he can use another method to remove them.
This method does not need to melt the silt to form a channel.
Once unfolded, the skull below can float on its own in the magical power of the well to catch the moon.
"Believe in senior brother once!"
Xu Qing's eyes showed decisiveness, and the cultivation in his body rushed into the purple crystal, shocking violently.
Immediately, the purple crystal emitted purple light, penetrating Xu Qing's body and spreading outward. At the same time, the five skulls inside it also emerged in this purple light and floated above Xu Qing's head, arranged in a pentagonal shape.
Looking at these five skulls, Xu Qing pinched his hands and muttered something in his mouth, and soon circles of ripples emanated from one skull, followed by the second, third... In the end, the five skulls emitted ripples at the same time, colliding with each other in a ring, becoming more and more intense, forming a swirling black hole.
Looking at the whirlpool, Xu Qing roared and sang, "The soul of heaven and earth, its source is the origin."
The voice echoed with a sense of antiquity, echoing through the heavens and the earth.
The moment it came out, the vortex rotated more and more intensely, and vaguely there were four gray fires, as if they were being pulled, revealing themselves in the black hole.
Those four gray fire periods were essentially the same as the skull within the purple light
This technique is the five lives that Chen Erniu taught to Xu Qing to trace the origin of the ruthless way. The principle is to trace back to the origin, which can attract things of the same origin.
But the premise is to have five pieces first.
At this moment, at the moment when the four pills of gray fire appeared, Xu Qingjing's method of fishing for the moon immediately unfolded, and grabbed the four clusters of gray fire that were immediately summoned back to the vortex, each trembling, three of which broke away from the vortex and were directly ingested.
Reflected in the water traces in Xu Qing's palm, Xu Qing's heart rose with excitement, although he did not fish out all of them, he could fish out three skulls at once, which was enough to show that the senior brother's technique was amazing.
So he immediately swallowed a large number of memory fragments from the water traces, like a storm, it exploded directly in Xu Qing's mind and quickly merged with the fragments in front of him, and soon pieced together more memories!
The ancient wind came again, as if it was blown up, Qin Chu's funeral song.
It tells the story of the great priest who was valued by Jiuli and was valued by the tribe, and was granted the power to command the tribes in the Absolute God Formation.
This person is worthy of being a generation of Tianjiao, and under his leadership, the Xuantian Great Witch Clan has shown a trend of rejuvenation in unison, and the new generation has gradually become a prosperous person, and they support it incomparably.
This made Jiuli, who was guarding outside, happy, so he did not pay attention to the ethnic groups in the formation, but put all his mind and energy on fighting the gods.
He wanted to uphold the will of his father and inherit the spirit of the Xuantian Great Witch Clan, and he couldn't take half a step back.
Behind him is his clan, the clan he wants to protect and protect, and even if he dies in battle in the future, he will have no regrets, because he has also found the inheritor.
The one he valued and protected was the next ancestral witch in his heart.
In this way, without any worries, he led his great witch under his command and began the battle to resist the Mannatian, until the years passed, and a bloody banquet prepared for him by the people he protected in every possible way appeared.