MTL - Guardian-Chapter 76 Antecedent

On the day Zhao Yunlan walked into Dashenmu, it wasn't just a merit pen.

The Great Shenmu and Kunlun Mountains are connected in a continuous vein. Following the past five thousand years and the world's pioneering past, Zhao Yunlan walked in all the way and felt as if he had entered a new dimension. He turned around and touched the bark when he entered As I walked forward, I didn't seem to see the big side at a glance.

There was no light around me, the air didn't flow, and it was dark.

He narrowed his eyes and looked far away, and finally, in the darkness he found a bit of fire-like shimmer, and when he took a closer look, it was a merit pen that had shrunk to the size of an ordinary wolf.

云 Zhao Yunlan tentatively reached out and grabbed it without any effort. He raised his eyebrows in surprise, and realized that it seemed easy to go too far. But there was a gravitational force in the merit pen to draw him forward.

Intellectually, Zhao Yunlan knew that he should go back with a merit pen, but he couldn't help but be attracted to that thing.

By the time the pen in his hand was honest, it had successfully pitted Zhao Yunlan completely.

He didn't know how long he had been in the dark. All the lighting and lighting equipment on his body failed. Zhao Yunlan had nothing else to do, so he sat on the ground and waited slowly.

He is determined, neither afraid of black nor claustrophobic. Of course, this place will not affect him for a while, of course, but the darkness and the inability to find the marginal environment will not give people a pleasant feeling. However, the darkness here is very peculiar. People are not worried about being able to get out of it, and even have the illusion that they should sleep here.

云 Zhao Yunlan sat and sat inside, and yawned, inexplicably a little sleepy.

At this moment, a crackling sound suddenly sounded in his ear. Before he could tell what it was, he heard a loud noise. The whole dark space was shattered, and a cold light flashed, Zhao Yunlan jumped up, Taking a step back ten times, and then looking up again, a large amount of light penetrated in, and he narrowed his eyes uncontrollably, only to see a huge axe cut through the darkness, and the rumbling noise came from the depths of the earth. Larger and wider, separate the sides.

男人 A man's extremely tall figure waved a giant axe in it, the sky above his head, his feet stomping on the ground, his hair shouted, his mouth roared, and the wild wilderness trembled.

God is in heaven and holy in earth. Each day is one foot tall, the ground day is one foot thick, and the Pangu day is one foot long. In this way, the number of days is extremely high, the number of land is extremely deep, and the Pangu is extremely long.

Therefore, the sky went to ninety thousand miles, and then there were three emperors.

That's Pangu.

Zhao Yunlan watched the sky and ground thickly and watched Pangu's body collapse suddenly. The giant axe dropped two ends, the long handle became incongruous, and the large blade became Kunlun. The man's limbs and skulls turned into three mountains and five mountains. While standing.

Then came the sun and the moon, mountains and valleys.

Xinghe looks like a sea, and an unexplainable feeling of grief flows into Zhao Yunlan's heart inexplicably. He couldn't help walking over, and wanted to get closer and take a look at the man connected to his bloodline, but he saw him silently. Ground disappears.

Zhao Yunlan turned his head back suddenly. It turned out that he was already in the middle of the endless wasteland, and tens of thousands of years had passed. He heard the sound of the wind of the wind and the wind from the depths of the earth, but he couldn't leave a little Glittering traces.

The sincere, tyrannical, rude, unrestrained, unruly ... in the depths of the earth are all connected with the real Kunlun bloodline, and when in chaos, there is a connection that no one knows.

Kunlun Mountain was born naturally, hundreds of millions and three thousand years ago. It transformed into the soul of the mountain and was named Kunlun Jun.

三 At that time, the three emperors were still young and the five emperors were not born. There were only birds and beasts in the world and no one.

云 Zhao Yunlan's impression was chaotic for a moment. On the one hand, he knew where he came from and held the merit pen in his hand tightly. On the other hand, he felt as if he had become a bear child who smashed into the mountains.

Fuxi's tail was hugged and **** by him. The phoenix originally inhabited by the great god's wood was moved by his scourge. From then on, he only picked up the sycamore. Finally, the son-in-law did not know where to find a newborn baby milk cat. He threw it to play and only quieted him for a while.

The tortoiseshell kitten is very fragile, and it always seems to die on the frozen Kunlun Mountain all year round.

When Kunlun Jun saw such a troublesome little thing for the first time, he had to melt the sand with his own hands, and made a bell that solidifies the soul and opened the mind, hanging it on the cat's neck. I didn't know how much time it took to make this little thing stumble. After coming down, I didn't have time to trouble others.

It wasn't until the small milk cat big in the dumplings could run and jump, he took the cat down the mountain and was seeing the son-in-law pinching the clay figure.

She slashed with the fairy branch in her hand, and she gave birth to countless "people" on the ground, which were indistinguishable from the gods and gods. Kunlun Jun had never experienced such excitement, and was attracted for a while, hesitant to move.

The son-in-law turned back and smiled at him: "Kunlun, it's so big."

Kun Kunjun put down the cat in his arms, walked carefully, and stared at a small figure with a clay figure just created by a son-in-law.

He saw the man quickly grow up from a young child to a young man, and the young man bowed to him in horror. He did not wait to stand up, and became a middle-aged man. Then, his silk began to fall off, covered with hoarfrost, and then faded to the ground. , Re-formed into mud.

Suddenly, Kun Kunjun's heart gave birth to an indescribable envy. He didn't know what he was envious of. It was probably that his time was too long, and he was envious of these hot and brilliant lives like meteors.

"It's fun." Kunlunjun reached out and held up the dirt. "What's this?"

My son-in-law said, "This is a human."

Kun Kunlun has no intention: "He is so nice, so docile, but he has the kind of things I heard from below when I was not born."

My son-in-law listened to this, and her expression suddenly changed, as if she was shocked to the extreme in a moment, and looked a little dazed.

At that time, Kunlun was still very young, only to know that cats like Mao Tuan rolled around the big Shenmu to make troubles, but couldn't see from her eyes. It turned out that she had gone through all sorts of troubles in the moment of the electric light fire.

The Tatars were born out of the dirt, hiding three corpses on their bodies, connected with the violent suffocation under the dim spectre, but they have lived happily like monkeys, and even divided into men and women according to her rules, marrying each other, and continuing offspring.

Why use humans to make people? Because her son-in-law was created, she has been given great merit, and she suddenly looked up at the starry sky, and suddenly touched something—coldly and ubiquitously binding her, like an invisible person. With his hand, he pushed all people forward, and no one could stop it.

However, the wood is in a boat and cannot be cleaned up unless all the figurines are killed.

For a total of seven or forty-nine days, the son-in-law was running day and night. The mud-made people had run across mountains and rivers, even the rivers and seas on the margins of the barren land, countless stars, sun and moon, and several generations have passed. Tribal cooking smoke, men and women wearing animal skins, children in hordes, happy, the features of the five senses are exactly the same as the gods of the heavens.

She suddenly covered her face and wept ... Kunlun and the kitten stood helplessly next to each other, wondering why she was so sad.

I later remembered that it was probably the earliest mother's affection for her children, which came from instinct and was difficult to give up.

The son-in-law invited the Great God of Fuxi, and borrowed three thousand stars from Yinhe together. The two together weaved a big seal in thirty-three days and netted the entire earth.

Kunlunjun sat beside him holding his cat. He never knew that there were so many ground fires buried under the mountains and rivers, angrily spitting out, with a roar from the deepest underground, no one recorded it, no one knew, The onlookers were ignorant and did not know that they had gone through a more intense war than the war between gods and demons and the war against gods.

Finally, Tai Hao Fuxi made gossip, forcing Dafeng to forcibly defeat both the underground and the underworld, and Dafeng was successful.

The son-in-law borrowed a branch of the Great God Tree from Kunlunjun and stood at the entrance of Dafeng, dismissing it as "a place of great disrespect." Since then, Kunlunjun has never seen Fuxi again.

When Kun Dafeng was completed, Kunlun's heart suddenly emptied. The violent cruelty and fierceness were like a tinder, scorching and dangerous, and a little carelessness was a terrible calamity, but it was also free and enthusiastic. Kunlun was suddenly nostalgic.

The young Kunlun couldn't say what he felt, but he inexplicably dropped a string of tears, which later became the source of the Yangtze River.

The dormant was gone, and only the son-in-law was left, hovering on the flood-swept land, watching the sunrise and the sunset struggling to survive, the anxiety on his face became more and more serious.

Later, the son-in-law didn't see outsiders, and Kunlun Jun also returned to his Kunlun Mountain. During the centuries, he passed through the great disrespectful land several times and saw the dead tree branch of dead tree. As time passed, he slowly became sensible and gradually, Kunlun Jun knew what was sealed in Dafengli, and vaguely understood the meaning of Xiansheng. Although he had been curious and wanted to go in, he never took a step.

Kunlun always remembers that when the big gossip fell, Tai Hao Fuxi vomited the blood of the red heart and did not dare to do anything that might disappoint him.

However, the seeds of the three corpses are always buried, and the descendants of the emperor are sanctified, the Shennong family is declining, the Xuanyuan family and the ancient war gods, especially the beast, are killed. Involved in that catastrophe.

And the fall of the three emperors, the disappearance of the missing, the original desolate and overly floodland, noisy and coaxing you to sing me out, those happy little clay figures have become some kind of incredible existence, they are religious and strong, warm and know how to be happy, Like other animals, they do reasonable killings and battles in order to survive.

But divinity and demonism coexist, allowing them to breed strange feelings than any other thing in the world-jealousy, hatred, paranoia, restraint ... and unparalleled love and hate.

However, those who pioneered the land expansion on the continent were never seen again.

Until then, Kunlun Jun did not understand why the son-in-law enjoyed the great merit of heaven, but was so frightened.

的 The chaos split by Pangu in that year seemed to be integrated into everything in the world, changing endlessly, great good, great evil, great wisdom and bravery, all would be born in a stance like a world, but ended without illness.

The flames were moving in the sky, and the clouds were moving, Peng Peng went west, and never returned. Kunlun watched in the first demon catastrophe, coincidentally penetrating through his own destiny. He remained silent for thousands of years without dust. In my heart, a grief that was difficult to restrain and a loneliness that could not be resisted were suddenly drawn for no reason.

At that time Chi You seemed to have a hunch of her own failure. Yuanshen came out and came to the foot of Kunlun. Kunlun closed the door of the mountain and avoided it. The three-headed, six-armed God of War climbed from the foot of the mountain with one foot and stepped on it with snow. Kunlun Mountain, rags and blood flowed all the way, and later turned into Gesang flower, which grows hard in the frozen soil under the glacier. I pray that Kunlun Jun will look after the birth of the Lich family in the mountains and take care of one or two.

If Kun Kunjun didn't see him, he knelt outside the gate of the mountain and repeatedly bowed his head, but he could not move the barren mountains.

Kun Kun has been in the ice and snow for a long time, and his heart is colder than the frozen stones on the top of the mountain, but the black cat was born to the demon, and was involuntarily attracted by the ancestor of the Lich, sneaking out, and licking the blood on Chi You's forehead.

By the time Kun Lun discovered it, cause and effect had already formed, and Dahuangshan Sheng was finally pushed by the trajectory he could not escape, like the son-in-law, and could not resist to go to the desired result.