Traveling through the heavens as a myth

Ning Yang hesitated a little, but thinking of the threat of the Xuanwu Dynasty, he still followed Li Tan and walked into the space vortex.

The elder of the Jiuli tribe finally glanced at Zhong Canghuang and the Xuanwu Army who were going away, and then turned and walked into the space Xuanwei

Chapter 185

"Om"

The golden light in the stone temple suddenly dissipated, and the spatial passage opened by the golden light also slowly dissipated.

Before the spatial passage dissipated, Li Tan, the elder and Ning Yang returned to the stone temple through the spatial passage.

The Jiuli people outside the stone temple could not help but cheer when they saw the great chief and the elder return safely, and brought back a young monk.

Ning Yang looked at the stone temple curiously.

The stone temple built on huge stones is simple, heavy, desolate, and distant, and it has a long history.

But the most striking thing is the golden long sword enshrined in the stone temple.

Ning Yang looked at the golden long sword, and a figure in the sea of ​​knowledge wearing an emperor crown and holding a long sword shone slightly.

He stepped forward involuntarily, and lightly touched the blade with his right hand.

"Om"

The long sword trembled and made a long buzzing sound.

The buzzing sound attracted the attention of all Jiuli people, including the great chief Li Tan and the elder Li Si.

They all watched Ning Yang's movements silently, with both hope and fear in their eyes.

Ning Yang suddenly grasped the hilt of the sword and drew the long sword from the stone platform where it was enshrined.

The whole body of the long sword is golden, four feet nine inches long, with the sun, moon and stars carved on one side of the sword, and mountains and grass on the other side.

After holding this sword, Ning Yang felt a little familiar, as if he had seen this sword somewhere.

The golden light once again bloomed from the long sword, reflecting the stone temple like a temple made of gold.

The vitality gathered in the mountains frantically, the wind howled, the lightning flashed and thunder, changed color for a while, as if cheering for the long sword to return to the master's hand.

The golden light penetrated the thick boulders of the stone temple and rose into the sky.

As the golden light flickered, a phantom standing upright slowly emerged.

The Xuying wears an emperor crown on his head, a dragon robe, and a long sword in his hand. Standing quietly, he has boundless majesty.

Seeing this phantom, Great Chief Li Tan and Elder Li Si no longer had any worries or anxiety.

They took the lead and fell to the ground, bowing to Xuying, and the other Jiuli people also bowed immediately.

Ning Yang, who was holding the golden long sword, flashed countless images before her eyes, which seemed to be the history witnessed by the long sword.

After a while, Ning Yang finally understood a pull

I understand the origin of the long sword, and why I can resonate with the long sword.

This golden long sword is the sword of the Yellow Emperor, the ancestor of China, Xuanyuan Sword, or the Emperor's Sword.

In the ancient China, the Huangdi united with the Yandi tribe, holding this man's sword, and killed Chiyou in the battle with Zhuolu.

Although Chi You died, his clan members still existed. Huangdi had a benevolent heart and couldn't bear to kill these old and weak women and children, so he arranged them to this world.

Perhaps it was the Yellow Emperor who had foreseen something. When he was dying, he threw the Emperor's Sword and gave it to Chi You's tribe, and left the prophecy of "Shen Nong Xian, Holy Sword Ming, Jiuli Xing".

The people of Jiuli were grateful for the benevolence of the Yellow Emperor, and enshrined the Emperor Sword in the stone temple, guarding it for generations, waiting for the prophecy to appear.

And when he was chased by Zhong Canghuang, between life and death, the brand of Shennong was aroused, which caused the resonance of the imperial sword in the stone temple, and only then did Li Tan and Li Si appear.

It's no wonder that when I heard the "Jiu Li ethnic group", I always had a strange feeling that it turned out to be Chi You's ethnic group.

In just a few breaths, all the pictures flashed, and then a powerful golden yellow energy gushed out of the human emperor sword and rushed into Ning Yang's body.

The golden yellow energy was divided into two strands, one flowing through Ning Yang's body, continuously tempering his skin, muscles, muscles, bones, blood, meridians, dantian, etc.

Ning Yang's physical strength continued to increase, and the Yuan Dan in his dantian began to shrink slowly, but its power and light became stronger.

Another energy rushed directly into Ning Yang's sea of ​​consciousness from the center of his forehead.

Zheng of the Sea of ​​Knowledge

The golden-yellow energy stream rushes, directly into the figure of Zheng wearing an imperial crown and holding a long sword.

Soon, the golden energy filled the torso of the figure, exuding golden light.

Ning Yang's spirit reached out and touched the torso of Huangdi's figure, and a flood of familiar words appeared, drowning him.

Just when Ning Yang was comprehending the newly acquired techniques and supernatural powers, not far from the sea of ​​consciousness, a figure with twin wings appeared.

It is Ying Long.

"Yin"

In the long roar of the dragon, Ying Long's body continued to grow, three feet, four feet, five feet... and finally stayed at about one zhang.

...

Xuanwu Dynasty, the Zheng of a palace in the palace

A middle-aged man in a loose robe looked at the two spiritual signs placed on the wooden table in a daze, his expression full of sadness.

According to the title on the spiritual seat, it should be the son of a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was the Xuanwu King, and the two spiritual position cards on the wooden table were the two Xuanwu princes killed by Ning Yang.

Suddenly, King Xuanwu turned his head and looked far outside the palace. He could feel a strange wave coming from that direction.

"Nine Lis!"

King Xuanwu's face was gloomy, and his low voice was full of irrepressible anger and murder.

...

Somewhere in the basalt world.

There are huge trees everywhere, and among the huge trees, the wooden houses made of huge trees are looming.

The size of these wooden houses is a little unusual, with a height of tens of meters or even tens of meters, just like a huge residence.