The end note contains a lazy taste.

Ye Yang was slightly stunned when he heard this.

yes.

Shen Qinglan is right.

If you have not been reborn in the Continent of Cultivation and Cultivation, Ye Yang, who is short and poor in the eyes of everyone, is a nerd who is studying hard, unconditionally believes in the textbooks, and believes in the nonsense of "no spirits after the founding of the country", and then you will be unknown and spend your whole life.

Ye Yang at that time, how could he have thought that there were cultivators in mythological stories in China. Even Yenching University was a crouching tiger and hidden dragon. The children from ancient martial arts families were hiding among the crowd?

A strange and strange smile appeared on Ye Yang's mouth.

Maybe, at this moment, as an ordinary person, there is also a peerless master or a capable man lurking around you...

...

The young man in white stood beside the woman with a long body, his handsome and upright figure was like a green bamboo, and a little cinnabar between his eyebrows was bright and beautiful. The woman was talking with a smile.

The black eyes were dyed with a warm glass color, which was slightly intoxicating.

"So you don't have to feel depressed. Let's continue to look forward. Maybe this mural also records the truth about the fall of Pangu, Kuafu, Zhurong, Gonggong, Nuwa, etc., and thus find the secret of the lack of spiritual energy in China entering the Dharma-Ending Age."

The woman's smile sound was as crisp and moving as jade beads fell from the plate, which made everyone's originally lost emotions suddenly disappear—

"Mrs. Si is right. The truth and truth are often only in the hands of a few people. Even if all sentient beings do not believe it, there were gods in our ancient times in China, but as long as we believe it ourselves, it is considered... all sentient beings are drunk and I am awake alone."

"Hahaha, what fellow Taoist said is reasonable, and he has a Buddha in his heart, so he can protect himself. All sentient beings are drunk and I am awake alone. Isn't that a kind of practice?"

"Good, good."

"So--"

"Just go forward."

The group walked forward, but the murals became blank after the Xia, Shang and Zhou dynasties.

Everyone was puzzled.

"This mural records the real existence of the True God in ancient times, but why did it break out in the Xia, Shang and Zhou dynasties and then become a vast blank?"

"There is no trace of the so-called fall of the gods, or where the gods left China, nor is there the lack of spiritual energy in China, the decline of Western magic, and the entire earth entering the Dharma-Ending Age!"

"This, this..."

"Where should we go now?"

Lost, confusion, helplessness, fill everyone's heart.

Everyone felt a huge shadow and secret, covering their heads like a cloud of sorrow.

Here, they walked through the vast world where the Nine Dragons Divine Pillar soared into the sky, and now they reached the end of the murals of the historical corridor. They had no idea of ​​time, and they didn't know how long they had spent, but they still didn't know where to go.

No matter how patient you are, you will inevitably become impatient.

"Madam Si, what should we do now? You can't be sleepy here, right?"

Bai Mo raised his chin and said, "Stay going."

Go forward-

The end of the mural.

A golden light shone down from the clouds.

"Heaven, open, it, the road."

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【Note】:
Chapter completed!