The Heaven-shattering: Starting from the Ji family, achieving enlightenment and becoming an emperor

Chapter 153 Memories
When he was young, he was a tall and heroic man, and even as he grew older, his majesty remained unchanged.

"The ancient corpse has not fully awakened, but its blood and energy have never decayed. It's so strange. How did it survive?" Everyone was surprised.

There was blood mist and haze in the tall old man's eyes, which were not very clear. It was more like blood and electricity were intertwined, chaotic and manic, with an aura of doomsday.

The compass in Gui Shuai's hand emitted a blazing light, and he shouted, "Kill him!" Then he disappeared from the spot.

Everyone was moved. No one could tell how powerful this white-haired ancient man was. No one could see through it at all!
There is no fluctuation of mana, only the most essential source of physical strength, just like Ye Fan back then. Relying on this instinct, he can fight against the heroes of this life.

Boom!
He took a step forward, the universe was cracked, and the stars in all directions were trembling. He stared at Xiaosong and walked forward.

"Young man, hurry up and leave. This person is obviously more powerful than you. He is most likely the descendant of the supreme being in the past and has already reached great perfection and the pinnacle!" someone shouted from behind.

Many people had a liking for this shy and timid boy and could not bear to see him get into an accident, so they spoke out to try to dissuade him.

Xiao Song did not retreat. A bright light shone from his brows. A treasure wheel appeared, shining with astonishing light. He called out softly, "Uncle, what's wrong with you? Wake up quickly."

Many people looked doubtful. It seemed like a special secret technique that could stir people's souls. Many people felt like their souls were about to leave their bodies.

Everyone in the underworld was stunned, and then showed shock. This young man was too extraordinary. What kind of secret scripture and art did he master?
Everyone couldn't help but look towards his Taoist tower. At this moment, the fifth floor was particularly bright, with flowing fairy light and blooming auspicious colors. There was a person sitting cross-legged inside, chanting scriptures, blessing Xiaosong, making the treasure wheel in front of his brows more blazing and emitting bursts of dragon roars.

"This is... the Dragon Roar Dao name of Emperor Fuxi!"

Gui Shuai was shocked and could not believe it. His face turned pale. This had a huge impact on the ancient corpse, especially for a newly awakened and ignorant war slave. It was like a beacon of light guiding him.

Everyone was shocked.

Some powerful cultivators looked at the Divine Mark Purple Gold Pagoda with fiery eyes. This was truly a heaven-defying thing, and copying it would be more than just a torn scroll of scriptures.

The fifth floor of the tower was glowing, with scriptures shining and filling the sky. There were also shadowy figures sitting cross-legged on the other eight floors, and they were probably incomplete scriptures.

It is really amazing where this little guy came from and what ancient sites he has visited, and how he has obtained so many scriptures by relying on this Taoist tower that can connect with spirits and immortals.

boom!
The white-haired old man rushed forward, and with every step he took, the sky collapsed, opening endless large gaps, like the lower realm of the gods, and nothing in this world could stop him.

"Uncle, wake up soon." Xiaosong's childish voice echoed, and the treasure wheel between his eyebrows shone even brighter. Moreover, the fifth floor of the Purple Gold Taoist Tower was connected to him, and the falling beams of light turned into a stream of clouds, making his eyebrows even more brilliant.

The blood in the old man's eyes faded a little, his pace slowed down, his face was a little confused, revealing a hint of doubt, and then he couldn't help but roar to the sky again.

The pagoda sensed something and all nine floors began to burn at the same time, with purple mist rising. It was trembling, wailing, and calling out, with an inexplicable connection with the old man in front of it.

"My tower!"

Suddenly, the old man uttered these three words. Although they were unclear, they were still heard by people.

Everyone couldn't help but be horrified. Even all the ghost soldiers and generals felt that something was wrong. It was like the tide receding. Who was this person?

Xiao Song chanted scriptures, and a dragon's roar came out of his mouth, mixed with Buddhist chanting. Several floors of the ancient pagoda glowed together, and he used many amazing magical powers to awaken the old man.

There is not a trace of murderous intent, not a trace of sharpness, only a pure heart, full of sincerity, and the pure and flawless mood spreads like spring rain that moistens everything silently.

The light raindrops flew and sank into the old man's head, dissipating his irritability and anger, and gradually calming down. "I have fought alone in the world, I have been a hero all my life, but I failed..."

There was confusion and relief in his eyes, it was very complicated, and he calmed down for a short time.

These words were few, but they were enough to make people associate. One of the old sages cried out strangely and said, "I know who he is. Only he can be so powerful. He is Gu Xin Ao!"

As soon as these words were spoken, there was a sensation here.

Many people know this name. He was once famous in the universe and achieved great fame. He only suffered one defeat in his life, but it was not a shame.

Because he was known as the only person in the Imperial Continent who could fight with the Green Emperor, and he once drew the brightest light in the historical sky ten or twenty thousand years ago.

The Qing Emperor was so powerful that he was unprecedented in history and undefeated throughout his life. Whenever he met an enemy, he would sweep them away. The only obstacle in his way was Gu Xinao, and he had a great battle with him.

If Ye Fan was here, he would definitely be familiar with this name. Gu Xin'ao was a legendary figure in the Eternal Star Domain, and he had heard of him.

He was once trained as a war slave by the Eternal Star Territory, and the strongest blood was extracted from his body. However, he was beaten out by Gu Xin Aosheng, causing Eternal to suffer a terrible loss, and finally bowed to him.

Someone once said that Ye Fan might become the second Gu Xin'ao, and now the figure from long years ago appears again!

"He was defeated in a battle with the Green Emperor before he attained enlightenment, but he did not die. He continued to practice cultivation and it is said that he created a great method of transformation with the remains of his body. However, he has never appeared again after he retired." Someone sighed.

Events of the past came to people's minds, and everyone sighed, this was the Gu Xin'ao of that year, a determined, confident and invincible man, an opponent that Qingdi had to take seriously on his way to becoming emperor.

No wonder it is so strong, no wonder it is so terrifying, no wonder the release of the original power of the physical body alone caused such terrifying fluctuations and the vast galaxy.

"The tower... I left it to future generations." Obviously, Gu Xin'ao is no longer the same person he used to be, because the Qing Emperor is dead, and he has been gone for many years. Only the broken fragments of his spiritual consciousness pass through his empty sea of ​​consciousness.

It was these fragmented old memories that made his eyes soft and full of intimacy when he looked at Xiaosong.

"Uncle, I picked up this tower. It was left by a deceased quasi-emperor." Xiaosong whispered, not deceiving the old man whose mind was confused and who only had instincts.

Gu Xin'ao has now developed some intelligence and is not as uncommunicative as outsiders imagine. He occasionally has flashes of inspiration.

"The pure heart cannot be imprisoned by worldly affairs. To be close to immortality is to be free of worldly affairs and be free of light."

The old man's eyes became softer, but tears also rolled down his cheeks. He didn't know whether he was sad for himself or for the fate of his descendants.

Everyone was shocked. This was Gu Xin'ao from the past. But after fighting with the Green Emperor, did he really recover his memory? How come he became more humane and his spiritual light became more prosperous?

"boom!"

Suddenly, Gu Xin'ao turned around, faced with hundreds of thousands of evil soldiers and generals, raised his palm and pressed forward.

"War slaves return!" Gui Shuai shouted in horror.

(End of this chapter)