Prehistoric: Twin lotuses with parallel stems

The ancient heaven and earth, the sky is round and the earth is round, surrounded by the four seas, reaching the four poles of the sky and the earth, and the journey of the sun and the moon is beyond it.

Beyond the Southeast Sea, in the depths of the sea, there is Tang Valley, the place where the sun rises, where the Emperor Jun has his palace.

A lonely boat drifted on the sea, but Qingxuan and the others arrived at the north of Tang Valley. In this vast sea area, there was an isolated island, which was also the closest living place to Tang Valley.

Qinglian looked towards the south where Yugu was, but Qingxuan lowered his head and looked under the water.

Not far ahead was a piece of land. From Qingxuan's perspective, it was an isolated island.

But based on the understanding of ordinary creatures, it can be called a continent.

After all, it is called an island, but its size and area are quite large.

Even if it is not comparable to any of the main islands of the Three Immortals Island, it is not much different.

It's just that this place is not a blessed land of cave heaven, and it does not have the blessings of creation like the Three Immortals Island.

Before setting foot on the land, Qingxuan sensed the auras of many creatures on it and was slightly surprised.

But what he is more curious about now is that under the water, this offshore sea is filled with strong resentment of living beings, which persists and even tends to get worse.

There are also countless corpses of living beings sunk in the sea. They are obviously just the bones of ordinary living beings, but they have not decayed for thousands of years.

The deep resentment came from these bones, and a crab with a radius of ten thousand feet was entrenched among them, entangled with endless resentment.

In addition, Qingxuan also noticed that these bones resembled human bodies, but they all appeared slender and petite. In terms of human bodies, they should be the bones of women, and they were not very old.

The same is true for the corpses of nearly one hundred thousand people.

The accurate number is ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety bones.

Qingxuan's eyes were filled with charm and he frowned.

But he saw the secret at a glance and knew everything here.

Glancing towards the south, then looking back at the continent in front of him, Qingxuan shook his head.

Ten thousand years, for enlightened people like them, is only a snap of the fingers.

But for ordinary living beings, thousands of years of suffering are caused by the nearly [-] bones buried under the sea bed and the accumulation of endless resentment.

"I didn't expect that this is the country of the Rain Master's concubine, the ten-day festival of ten thousand years, ten golden crows..."

This place is actually related to the Ten Golden Crows, the sons of Emperor Jun. He knew about the birth of the Golden Crows, but it had never caused any sensation in the prehistoric times.

In Qingxuan's memory, the Ten Golden Crows were robbed, and many theories involved Jieyin and Zhunti from the West.

Under the conspiracy of these two saints, the Ten Golden Crows committed heinous crimes and narrowly escaped death.

It's just that in the current prehistoric times, there is indeed a lot of dissatisfaction between the Demon Clan Heavenly Court and the West. The Heavenly Court wants to bring the West under its control, but the Western Sect firmly controls the West, and most of the creatures in the entire West are Followers of Western religions.

But there is a conflict between the two sides in this regard. Di Jun is not a fool and will not provoke the two saints. The conflict between the two sides has never broken out, so it can be regarded as non-existent, unless Di Jun is blinded by lard. Heart, brain is confused.

In other words, as long as Di Jun is not stupid, the Second Sage of the West has no reason to plot against him, and there is no need to do so.

Seeing this today, it was the calamity that should have happened.

Looking to the north, ten days across the sky, the concubine of the Rain Master is playing and chasing across the sky. Now she is coming south, and she should be returning to Tanggu.

Ten golden crows crowed in the sky and flew past. Qingxuan glanced at them and then looked away.

Qinglian looked at the ten Golden Crows and said, "Their origins are somewhat similar to Long Ji."

Qingxuan nodded: "The origin is very powerful. As far as the origin is concerned, it is not weaker than the innate saint. After all, it was born from two innate saints whose great ways are consistent. And unlike Long Ji, the two origins are born to conflict."

Because half of Long Ji's origin does not come from innate divinity.

"It's just that the origin is powerful and powerful. Compared with the innate sacred ones, there is a gap in Taoism. They cannot be born with the same knowledge as the innate sacred ones. Di Jun and Xihe don't seem to realize this, and the environment of the demon clan. ....."

Qingxuan looked ahead, where countless creatures were coming towards the coast. They were the creatures of Yushi's concubine country. They were called a country, but in fact they were a family.

The Yushi people have a body shape similar to the innate Tao body, and their appearance is similar to that of the human race, but their skin is darker. After all, they are close to the place where the sun rises in Tanggu.

The ears are decorated with two snakes, one white and one red, which is quite similar to the shaman tribe, who like to wear snakes as decorations.

This tribe is born with the ability to control water, so they are named Rain Master.

But since thousands of years ago, they have lost this ability, and the Golden Crow Sun has become their totem.

Their all-black skin also has something to do with it.

In fact, this island has very little life, with deserts all over it. It is located in the sea, but it is trapped by drought.

It is not easy to survive ten days of scorching heat once a year.

Their greatest misfortune is that the land adjacent to Yugu is used as a playground by the ten Golden Crows.

Due to the lack of education and the strong influence of the monster environment, these ten Golden Crows have a somewhat violent temperament and take the law of the jungle as a given.

This is how the order within the demon clan is established. Even the stronger clan can do whatever they want to the weak clan, even if they are the same demon clan.

Such a concept has affected the ten golden crows. The ancient country of Yushi, which is close to the land of Tanggu, was the first to suffer.

I saw people from the Rain Master Kingdom approaching the coast with the corpses of ten girls. The bodies of the ten girls from the Rain Master Kingdom had been dried out in the sun and turned into mummies. They had even been carbonized and turned black.

The so-called Ten Days Festival means that ten girls are sacrificed on this day every year for ten days.

He was burned alive by the real fire of the sun of ten golden crows, drying up all the water in his body. As for life, there was no such thing as his soul. Only the endless resentment caused by the torture before death was condensed. And not scattered.

Pure, deep resentment.

As the Yushi people approached the coast, the originally calm sea surface began to surge, seeming to roar with anger, and the entire sea area became turbulent.

But all the people in the Rain Master Kingdom stood on the coast, no one said anything, they faced the turbulent sea in silence, and they endured everything silently, as if this anger made them feel a little at ease.

Ten more corpses were put into the sea, swallowed by the water, and sank to the seabed.

So far, no more, no less, exactly one hundred thousand corpses.

No, among the ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine corpses, one of them actually still has a ray of life lingering around him.

It was surprising that he could still be like this under the scorching heat of ten days.

Although that ray of vitality is still in a state of dissipation.

But at this moment, the endless resentment gathered here seemed to have found an outlet, rushing towards the only ray of life crazily, drowning it.

Strange figures condensed one after another, and faint wails sounded. This place seemed like a ghost.