Chapter 1182： Doubt life

When the chaos opened up, the story of the age of universe sculpture?

When the words fell to his ears, the white-haired old man only felt that every pore in his body was bursting, every inch of nerves was fast, his legs also softened, his eyes turned black, and the sky was spinning.

Who are these people?

There are no wonders in the universe.

Here is the center of one universe. On the ground outside the walls of the universe, there are countless great ancient existences from other extraordinary worlds, such as the crucian carp crossing the river.

For more than 14 billion years, generations of sages have existed, all living outside the chaotic universe of the universe, as the rules of the Great Dao, in charge of the heavens, laws, and order of the universe below.

They have been entrenched from generation to generation, but it is only millions of years.

But at this time, more than 14 billion years are too vast. I don’t know how many times have been overlapped, birth and death. No one knows what happened to this land in ancient times, but they only know that there is too much ancient and mysterious. Unpredictable, the background is unimaginable, it is said that there are various ancient mysterious forbidden places, revealing the sacred shadow of the ancient times.

Even some of the invincible saints of the world who go deep into the forbidden zone must drink hatred.

It is said that there is an existence of the Great Dao of Consummation, whose life is about to end, entraining the entire dojo, deep into the forbidden area with its overwhelming power and mighty power. Within a few days, someone saw the enlightening saint bathing in blood all the way towards Fleeing outside the restricted area, did not step out of the edge, and finally was pierced through the head by a simple dead branch, and died.

It is a mysterious crisis after all.

If it is said that after more than 10 billion years in the universe, almost all the planets and galaxies that have been seen in the universe have been covered in civilization cemeteries, ancient ruins, and later new civilizations are living on the corpses of their predecessors, then, outside the universe The same is true of this chaotic sky, there are relics of ancient cemeteries everywhere, very mysterious and strange.

The ruins here come from ancient sermons.

It is these unimaginable relics, accumulated from generation to generation, that have laid the foundation and glory of this place, and caused the lower realm to be too barren.

"What is this..."

The white-haired old man looked terrified and thought of an unimaginable truth. This is the level he barely touched. "Could it be that the ancient family of hereditary saints has been born again? Walking in the deserted land?"

At this time, a group of people continued to walk in the busy city.

"Huh, this is really a soil turtle in the countryside." Xiao Shiji left the stall with a look of lack of interest, planning to go to other places, and continued to look around curiously.

Very leisurely posture, like a traveler on the earth.

Moving on, the young mysterious man called Your Majesty whispered and laughed, "By the way, there are some allusions to this sculpture. The clay sculptures just shown are very ordinary, and they are all sculptures of ordinary people from that era. , But after the torrent of years, even if there are surviving remnants, they have lost their charm... and the sculptures of truly powerful beings contain unimaginable charm."

"Flavour? Isn't it a mortal?" Shi Ji said.

The existence shook his head: "Being a mortal, sculpting for hundreds of millions of years is enough to simplify it...their sculptures have a special charm. In fact, the era of sculpture art was created for the rules of their sculpture universe. basis....

From some precious statues, we can see the origin of some ancient Taoist rhymes, which are in line with the heavenly Tao. Their thoughts, but that kind of treasures are very rare. After all, their sculptures are very extraordinary....If you like it, you can give it to One or two of you, put them together. "

"Can't be used as a magical tool?" Medusa is a real person. Many strong people are collectors. They like to collect some ancient cultural relics, but she is affordable.

"It can't be used as a magic weapon, it can't be used to smash people...but it's a collection of treasures." Renimansgar smiled and shook his head, but it was extremely friendly.

"Forget it, you can't fight, what's the use of putting it at home?" The demon master shook his head and said.

"There is no practical value at all. If you are not careful, you will break it. I am a vulgar person." The Wulin leader urn sighed.

"This kind of creation is very ordinary. In my eyes, it can be seen everywhere. It would be more interesting to observe a few powerful people." The existence of the emperor said.

Suddenly, Zhou Mengxing, the demon lord and martial arts leader, was in short supply.

Xu Zhi's face is stiff, don't you want this good thing?

"Your Majesty, I really want to collect one." Mr. Na You said, after all, he is a chic scholar who likes to collect books and ancient cultural relics.

"Yes." Xu Zhi said with a smile. After all, the second tenth order appeared so quickly that a small request can still be accepted.

What's more, who are your subordinates?

Xu Zhi's face was black.

He thinks he is still very educated and rich in learning. After all, knowledge is power, and every strong man is a great cosmologist who knows all about the present.

But what about these people?

The profound knowledge they have learned is all transformed into muscles!

Only Mr. You is gentle and high-end, he can be regarded as a cultural person, everyone else has been swayed by Medusa, knowing that fights, battles, and all the idle people in the uneducated society who are alive and well have learned so much!

Several people said, drifting away.

Until his back completely disappeared, the white-haired old man sitting in the booth recovered and listened to the horrifying conversation.

"This, this, this" The old man felt trembling all over, but she couldn't control herself, and her body was trembling when she looked at the other party. He heard the beginning of the chaos, and the unimaginable existence of several ancient gods and demons in ancient times. Treasure sculpture...

That kind is an ancient sculpture treasure! Treasures! ! !

In the eyes of some unimaginably powerful saints, they are all worth a thousand dollars, the most treasured treasure. You can trace the martyrs and pay homage to the ancient sages, just like some collectors on the earth, collecting the jade seal of the first emperor, and the pen and ink collection of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty. It is an unimaginable temptation, you can pay homage to the past, and it is a collection of peerless collections.

And these people don't even want? Can't even look down on it?

Where's the country turtle! !

No level of cultural knowledge!

He roared wildly inside, and held a sigh of breath in his heart.

He is just a ninth-order enlightened person, unable to ask the ultimate in his life, but his knowledge in other fields is very deep, and his identity is not low. It is not only the ruler of this downtown area, but also the people on this land. A respected archaeologist, one of the most knowledgeable old people in the entire land, known as the old man of Xuanji. Not only some strong men get unknown antiquities to ask him for advice, even the ancient existence in the dojo has learned about him. I appreciate it, and often bring some treasures to appraise.

These things he sells are all broken. It is natural to know that there is no Tao Yun. After all, it has been drifting outside for a long time and has no value. And he has some ancient treasures that happened to be well preserved because of the dust. He has a strong rhyme and is regarded as his heart.

"A group of guys with three big and five thick! I don't want to have a high level of cultivation. After all, the stronger the cultivation level, the more knowledgeable and gentle, the more knowledgeable, the collection, painting, and writing, all have amazing attainments." He was yelling, but the whole person was taken aback suddenly, and the other side just said that he is a turtle...

After all...who is the turtle?

He began to think.

Originally, I was convinced that the other party was a local turtle and had no culture at all. I really didn't know which poor mountain and bad water came out. I hadn't even seen the big scene. But now I have the preconceived and mysterious concept of identity, combined with their dialogue, it is actually vague. There is a sense of disobedience that you are a turtle...

As for the other party, he has an uncultured, carefree and vulgar look, and feels that he has become an eclectic, free and elegant mysterious master...

The white-haired old man quickly calmed his mind and said, "This is a hit."

He reacted and wanted to catch up with those mysterious existences. Perhaps it was an unimaginable opportunity. It was some kind of great saint going down to the earth, but he was no longer visible, and he couldn't help but feel sorry.

"So old I missed a chance."

He was a little bit distressed, and could only continue to set up a stall in place, "But I don’t need to regret it. No matter how strong I meet, I can’t break through the proving Dao. The old man has no pursuit of cultivation, but the ancient content they talked about. Everything I've been passionately pursuing in my life."

If he meets again, he really wants to talk about sculpture, correct their views, educate them, and let them know how precious it is.

But within a few days, he continued to set up a stall at the entrance of the south of the city, and suddenly saw a familiar figure.

He is a man with the appearance of an emperor, with the courage to overlook the world, with a ray of anger in his eyes, and walks into the city gate, "Don't think I, I can't find you, just a mere quantum... The breath is left here. ."

The imperial and domineering appearance of the emperor's dressing up is quite normal.

The land here comes from all the extraordinary worlds, no matter what the dress is not necessarily normal, ancient emperors wearing dragon robes, black tuxedo suits, powerful men wearing magic robes and holding canes, creatures covered in mechanical structures...

But in the eyes of the white-haired old man, it was slightly bright.

Before, this emperor was one of the people in that group. Although he didn't know why he was alone here, it didn't prevent him from walking up again.

"Are you looking for me?" Di Qi turned around, looking at Gu Jing Wubo, "Do you recognize me?"

At this time, the white-haired old man had been entangled in his heart for several days. The more he thought about it, the more angry he felt that he should correct the thoughts of these people and let them know how precious the treasures of Daoyun are.

"You may not know what the outside world is like. It's relatively inferior and has little knowledge. It's no wonder you know how precious those treasures are! Look at this, and you will know how worthy of collection!" He carefully took out The clay sculptures in my own collection are extremely precise, a kind of ancient Taoist atmosphere circulating, "Look, these are ancient sages, sculptures..."

"I am not interested. These creations are very ordinary. In my eyes, they can be seen everywhere. It would be interesting to observe a few powerful people." Said the existence of this emperor.

The old man froze instantly.

It's exactly the same as before!

The white-haired old man is completely anxious, how is this ordinary? ? Everywhere? ? Throughout the ages, it has been a unique treasure, and there is no one if you miss one! !

He couldn't help but calm down, and said patiently: "How is it possible? Look at this place again, and your cultivation level is not low. This sculpture is full of rhyme. It clearly does not use mana, but it has such accomplishments. It is hard to imagine it. How long has been immersed."

"It's really ordinary. Although it looks like a special Taoist rhyme, it's really ordinary and can be seen everywhere." Di Qi was a little impatient, took a casual look, grabbed a handful of dirt, and lightly carved it. One exactly appeared in his hand.

The white-haired old man: "???"

On the spot, a soaring coolness surged violently.

Just copied one on the spot?

This is a treasure of billions of young people in ancient times. The vicissitudes of time, the rhyme of Taoism, and the heavy traces of history, but no matter how high a fake master, can't do it! !

When he saw this scene, his mind was completely blank, and he began to doubt whether he was the real frog at the bottom of the well, or whether the world he was exposed to was very low-level.

No wonder they all looked down on those treasures before, and now they come out at random, with such a terrifying ability to make such treasures at hand.

It turns out that he is the real country turtle?

The white-haired old man was completely at a loss, as if his whole person had been broken.

I saw that the emperor in front of me was very impatient, and suddenly said with a smile on his face: "That group, where did you go, do you know? I have separated from them."