Chapter 593 Ancient Martial God, Sleeping Place

That’s right, the gods come from another world outside the Jiuzhou. I believe you have come to this conclusion long ago.

It's another snowy night.

Wang Ce inexplicably picked up the memories. On his 17th birthday, he was returning to the capital of Northern Tang, which was also a snowy night. It was very cold that year, and the blizzard was particularly violent.

It seems that many memories are related to winter.

Wang Ce kept silent and flew in the clouds. When he looked around, he found that the old eunuch Wang was holding Emperor Tang to fly. Wang Ce suddenly wanted to laugh, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, but he didn't laugh.

It is early morning now, and the people are asleep, and few people will be foolishly watching the sky.

Gu Bo's cultivation level will definitely not be lower than that of the Lvli Realm. He can fly, but he does not fly by himself. At this time, there is no need to be afraid of being seen by outsiders, nor does he have any outsiders.

But Emperor Tang still looked like "we don't understand martial arts" and was left to the old eunuch Wang to fly. What's the point of pretending to be? What is he pretending and disguising?

He was just a guy who likes to pretend. Wang Ce sneered and looked around the earth faintly. Then it fell a little snow, covering the earth with white: "This year, it seems that it is another blizzard season comparable to thirteen years ago, and the people are afraid they will be sad."

Emperor Tang sighed with distress: "In previous winters, the number of people who died of freezing to death would reach 200 to 300. This year, this number will probably increase by two or three times."

Wang Ce nodded. All countries in Jiuzhou generally pay great attention to people's livelihood. The Northern Tang Dynasty's administration is quite outstanding, and the difference between this data and the actual situation will definitely not be too big.

As long as the governments in various parts of the Northern Tang Dynasty were concerned, there would be a wave of relief presided over by the government before winter came every year. However, there were always proletarians, and the government could not take good care of them. Every year, there would be people who were frozen to death.

The world is in the south, and the weather is better. But every winter, the number of people who freeze to death reaches at least tens of thousands.

After flying for a while, Wang Ce quickly looked down from the air and found a town below. As if he noticed his eyes, the old eunuch Wang whispered: "There is Bei Town below!"

Flying past Beizhen, you will come to the mountains and forests a little north of Beizhen, which is an important base of Beiya.

Then, the old eunuch Wang smiled and said, "It's here."

From then on, he fell to the ground, and Wang Ce left footprints all the way intentionally or unintentionally. Old eunuch Wang did not forget to wave his hand, rolled up the energy and rolled up the flying snow to destroy the footprints.

Wang Ce took care of it, and then he was excited and did not leave footprints on the snow.

Soon, I came to the Beiya Base with a mountain range and meandered along the mountain road. Soon I came to a hidden crack in the mountain and quietly walked along the place.

Just like it was, Wang Ce was shocked. There were actually several holes in the abdomen that were deliberately separated. At this time, there were people inside. Wang Ce and the other two had such cultivation skills. They clicked their fingers and made the local guards temporarily unconscious.

Judging from the empty mountain belly, those decorations and tools, as well as a blazing earth fire. Wang Ce knew the purpose of this place. Emperor Tang smiled and said softly: "This place is a forging base in the Northern Yaman, and there are also refiners and pharmacists who work here."

Wang Ce even saw the Banggang Crossbow and nodded to show his understanding.

With the old eunuch Wang and Emperor Tang, he wandered around here slowly. Nodded, wrapped his energy and jumped into the burning earth fire. Wang Ce was shocked on the spot. Could this be the spirit of a moth to the flame?

Wang Ce released the qi and jumped into the earth fire. He fell into a pit, and then pushed a heavy but naturally formed huge metal block from the inclined surface and entered a narrow corridor.

Walking out of this narrow corridor, I suddenly widened my eyes and came to a small cave.

Wang Ce looked back and saw that without the deified cultivation, he could not withstand the earth fire and could not push the metal blocks to come here. It was secret enough.

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Emperor Tang was in front of him, and Shi Ran led the way.

After walking around for a while, Wang Ce could only feel that the corridor was facing the ground. After walking for a while, he came to a relatively spacious cave.

"Old Wang." Emperor Tang told the story. The old eunuch Wang ignited the energy and illuminated the place for a moment.

Wang Ce noticed that there were quite obvious traces of human pioneering around, and it was obviously someone who deliberately developed it to what it is now.

After a while, Wang Ce's eyes set at a place in the middle of the cave.

Cold flames emerged from the earth and swayed, and the fire in Wang Ce's heavy-liedge belonged to cold fire.

Several meters above the cold flame, there is a transparent ice coffin with an ice sculpture jade pendant, which is pushed by the airflow formed by the cold flame to float in the air.

There was someone in the coffin, a man in white.

If it were someone else, I would be shocked. However, Wang Ce had seen the master of Song Wushen. He was surprised and calmly said: "Ancient Wushen?"

Emperor Tang's eyes were quiet, and he settled on the ice coffin. He prayed for a while, and said in a deep voice: "It has been five thousand years, and his descendants are unfilial and have never been able to awaken the ancient martial god from his sleep."

Wang Ce looked around for a while and reached out to touch it. Emperor Tang suddenly said in a deep voice: "Be careful, this cold air is very strong."

Wang Ce put his fingers on the ice coffin. Even with the protection of the Qi, his fingers became numb in an instant, and then his palms were numb, spreading to his arms and even shoulders.

Fortunately, Wang Ce shrank quickly, otherwise he would be frozen suddenly, and he was amazed: "The world is so great, there is indeed everything. There is such a powerful cold air. I am afraid no one dares to gather such a powerful cold air into his body. Hum?"

Suddenly, he felt the cold air fading from his body, but it left a burning feeling of being roasted on the fire. Wang Ce raised his hand in surprise, and then he realized that his hand was like burned by flames. He immediately gasped: "Ice and Fire Evil?"

It is actually similar to Wang Ce's Chongli Evil, which contains water evil, and water evil also contains fire evil, forming an extremely strange but extremely superior evil spirit.

Wang Ce's heavy-lied evil spirit is the best in the world, and his offense and defense are extremely powerful. However, compared with this ice coffin and cold fire, it is still slightly inferior.

This place is simply a once-in-a-lifetime intersection of evil spirits. The power of nature is really hard to predict. Wang Ce suddenly felt a sense of piety.

Wang Ce looked at the ancient martial arts god inside and felt more and more shocked. The ancient martial arts god was actually lying calmly in the ice coffin formed by this evil spirit. His strength was simply incredible and he was definitely not much inferior to the Song martial arts god.

No wonder Song Wushen wanted to attack sneak attacks, and even believed that sneak attacks might not necessarily kill the ancient martial god.

Wang Ce thoughts a lot, and at the end, thousands of words turned into a sigh: "Three Martial Gods..." After Huang Zhou and his party, he no longer knew how to evaluate the three Martial Gods.

For humans, are the three great martial gods the greatest heroes? Or the greatest pest?

Is it the savior? Or the destroyer?

The three great martial gods defeated the gods, fought for their own rights for mankind, and rebuilt order for mankind. However, what the Song Wushen did was to destroy order in secret.

Song Wushen has lies, and many of them are inverted in black and white. But there are always some that happened, and it is true. The martial artshen was plotted to death by his own people, which is certain.

Is it the Song Wushen, the ancient Wushen? Who plotted to practice Wushen to death? This has become an eternal mystery.

Wang Ce shook his head and looked at the ancient martial god who had been sleeping in a daze, and suddenly said: "Song Wushen, Dalu, many people chased the descendants of the martial god. To be precise, it was to chase Gu, which is said to be for some secrets."

"What's the secret?" Wang Ce turned his head, his eyes were bright, and he was clearly saying, "Don't tell me that it's just for the three styles of the Martial God Scroll and the Sword God. I know that's the reason, but it must not be all."

Emperor Tang's old face suddenly became exciting, and he pondered and talked about irrelevant topics: "The gods are actually not terrible, nor are they hostile to humans."

"In fact, without the guidance of the gods, we would not have developed so quickly."

Speaking of the gods, with the nature of Emperor Tang, he couldn't help but feel dazed. He recalled the statements of his father, and while recalling, he sighed deeply: "I originally wanted to tell you these secrets at the right time."

"Today, you have come and discovered something in advance. Then I might as well tell you these things in advance."

Wang Ce's quiet waiting may be the biggest secret of mankind in five thousand years.

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Emperor Tang's voice echoed in the cave.

Wang Ce remembered the past. After being under house arrest for two years, he had more or less knowledge of the three great martial gods, and the truth of history was wandering in front of him, through some historical fog.

Among the three great martial gods, it is unknown how to practice martial gods. The Song Wushen cultivated the human emperors for ten generations in a row, but the gains were not great, which shows that they lacked vision. The ancient martial gods must be the most visionary among them.

There are many rumors about the war of gods. One of them is that the ancient martial gods were compassionate and saw that Zhongzhou was destroyed. So they helped humans migrate and came to Dongzhou. This was the first time that a large number of humans stepped out of Zhongzhou.

In the name of destroying Zhongzhou, the ancient martial god personally helped a large number of humans to migrate to Dongzhou. He also lived in seclusion in Dongzhou under the name of protecting humans.

Wang Ce felt a little bit of a villain, but it is undeniable that this move made Dongzhou become a private place for the ancient martial god for a long time in the future. The descendants of the ancient martial god have taken root in Dongzhou since then.

In contrast, the descendants of the martial arts god have no territory, wandering without stability, and even the reputation of their ancestors can't help much.

Because of the ancient martial god's move, Gu became a saint of the two martial gods, and the only descendant of the three tribes who can inherit the complete heritage. The descendants of the saints and the descendants of the martial gods practiced martial gods were each at a loss.

Wang Ce saw the old eunuch Wang who had no sense of existence. This is the difference between having territory and not having territory.

The guy who was cultivated by the Northern Tang emperor for three or four generations was actually Gu Bo's man. This shows how deeply rooted the Gu family was in the Northern Tang Dynasty.

Often every generation of emperors will deliberately cultivate some small eunuchs with martial arts talents, leaving the best and most loyal ones among them to the next generation of emperors. The third and fourth generations of Northern Tang emperors also gave birth to a few outstanding people, and the old eunuch Wang was among them.

This is really the case with the Northern Tang Emperor's unlucky. The eunuchs cultivated in the third and fourth generations are afraid that there are no less than hundreds of people, and a few of them are successful in martial arts. But they choose Lao Wang, the Gu family, as their most confidant...

It would be unreasonable to keep the mortal enemy by your side and not suffer any disaster.

The old eunuch Wang was so uncomfortable that he was staring at Wang Ce's strange eyes, and quietly took a few steps back.

It happened to Emperor Tang:

"The gods come from another world!"

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