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The martial arts talisman that floated down from the panel was a white, circular light-dot-like rune. After Li Wei used it, he instantly felt that he had a clearer understanding of the "Eight Bows of the Earth Mother," as if the martial arts were about to automatically drill into his brain and be absorbed and understood by him.

Just as Li Wei was reading the Eight Bows to the Earth Mother, he felt someone pat him on the back. He turned around and saw an old man dressed in ancient clothing standing behind him, looking at him expressionlessly.

Li Wei was startled!

What's going on? How did someone suddenly appear behind me? Is it a ghost?

However, Li Wei immediately sensed something was amiss, because he discovered that the old man in ancient clothing who appeared before him seemed to be a kind of spirit, and there were black threads floating around his body, which were connected to the parchment scroll in his hand, as if the words on the parchment scroll had materialized.

"Could it be that the martial arts talisman can conjure up the person who created this technique so I can learn it?" Li Wei wondered, as he didn't sense any threat from the soul of the old man in ancient clothing in front of him.

The only reason this old man could appear is that he just used a martial arts talisman.

"The first worship of the Earth Mother was initiated in gratitude for King Ananda's benevolence."

"The Earth Mother's first prostration, King Ananda's weeping!"

Suddenly, the old man in ancient clothing spoke. His expression was serious, and he spoke in a loud voice, especially when he said the last word "cry," which sounded like the weeping of millions of people. In that instant, everything in front of Li Wei disappeared. The old man disappeared, his room disappeared, and the parchment scroll disappeared.

What appeared before him was a stormy night filled with thunder and lightning. An old man dressed in ancient clothes was slashing through the storm, as if he were creating a new kind of swordsmanship.

"It really is the effect of the martial arts talisman. It conjures up the person who created the Eight Bows of the Earth Mother. Could the scene before us be how that old man created the Eight Bows of the Earth Mother?" Li Wei observed the old man performing his swordsmanship in the stormy night. He tried to memorize the swordsmanship the old man was performing while thinking about what the old man had just said: "The first bow of the Earth Mother is the weeping of King Ananda."

Li Wei was no stranger to King Ananda, as he was his ancestor. For the Naguta family, besides the Sun King and the Amaya King, the other almost greatest king was King Ananda. Four thousand years ago, King Ananda almost revived Naguta three times, but unfortunately he fell before dawn.

This is a figure similar to Liu Bei. When the Second Empire of Naguta, located in the core region of the continent, was destroyed, he, a distant relative of the royal family, fought with his bare hands in the south to conquer half of the world's territory. In the end, he launched seven northern expeditions and almost conquered the central holy land of the core region, almost returning it to the capital.

Unfortunately, King Ananda died the day before the city fell, and the great achievements of the Sun King were lost, with the old capital collapsing before dawn.

This was the last king of Naguta. With the death of King Anan, the glory of the Naguta family seemed to have ended four thousand years ago, and it never recovered. The strongest figure to emerge after that was Hetu, who only managed to conquer the elephant-headed god kingdom. He was still far from being able to conquer most of the core areas and almost take over the whole world like King Anan did.

There are many more legends about King Ananda in folklore. He did not succeed in unifying the continent, but he is praised even more because he was an unprecedentedly benevolent king. In his early years, when he suffered repeated defeats, every time he fled with his army, the people of the city would follow him. King Ananda could not bear to abandon these people, so he had to carry these burdens on his journey. This led to King Ananda's continuous battles and defeats in his early years.

"My ancestor is somewhat like Liu Bei, both of them wanting to return to the old capital. But speaking of which, is the Earth Mother's Eight Bows a sword technique? But judging from the name of this martial art, it sounds more like a ritual." Li Wei observed the scene of Laozi performing the sword technique in the stormy night.

It was amazing; every strike the old man made seemed to be imprinted on Li Wei's mind. It was as if Li Wei had mastered this sword technique after decades of practice.

However, he was a little confused as to whether the Earth Mother's Eight Bows was a kind of sword technique.

"Earth Mother's first defeat, King Ananda's weeping!" Suddenly, under the stormy night sky, an old man dressed in ancient robes slashed out with his sword. The slash was too fast and too domineering. With one slash, thunder roared all over the sky, as if the whole world had been split apart by him.

And as soon as this slash landed, it was as if the whole world shattered. The thunder stopped roaring, the rain stopped, and the old man disappeared. What appeared before Li Wei was a road filled with an ancient and weathered aura.

It's hard to describe how magnificent and ancient the avenue that appeared before Li Wen was. It was as if a road had existed since the beginning of time, with the road surface paved with whole pieces of black stone, and each stone slab engraved with intricate sun and snake patterns.

At this moment, an army stretching endlessly along this road appears to have come from the age of mythology. Ahead are countless bronze and gold chariots driven by giants, while winged warriors fly in the sky. On both sides of the road are countless cavalrymen riding ancient Brahma horses.

At this moment, everyone's face was solemn and sad. The entire army was dressed in white. At the very center of the army, twelve golden giants carried a huge coffin. On the coffin, a group of winged people flew in the sky, singing a sad song of the wind, as if bidding farewell to a great king.

Inside the coffin lay a dead old man, dressed in royal robes. His old figure was somewhat hunched over, and the robes were decorated with images symbolizing the sun god and Shesha.

"This has transported me back four thousand years. Could this scene be...?" Li Wei stared wide-eyed at the scene before him. He already had a vague idea of ​​what the scene before him was.

When he was a child, his father made him remember the great life of King Ananda and showed him a picture of King Ananda's death. It was on the ancient road of kings, where King Ananda died of old age on the way to war, and the army escorted his body back along the ancient road of kings.

The Ancient Road of Kings is a road that the Sun King opened up in the core region. This road symbolizes supreme glory, and only kings can walk on it. It is the ancient road that the Sun King used to tour all the kings in the world.

Throughout history, the two dynasties of Naguta have driven their chariots along this road to survey the world, showcasing the supreme glory of the Sun King and his descendants.

King Ananda died the night before the capture of the central capital. After his death, the army was thrown into chaos. At that time, the central capital was occupied by a powerful ruler. Someone advised this ruler that he should take advantage of King Ananda's death and immediately send troops to destroy his army.

The powerful ruler refused, but sighed and said, "Let the descendants of the Sun King and the Amaya King walk the Ancient Road of Kings one last time."

What Li Wei is seeing now is this historical event: the army of the ancient tower escorting the body of their last king on the ancient road of kings in the core area for the last time.

Since then, no king of that ancient tower has ever set foot on the Ancient Road of Kings.

Many years ago, the Sun King opened this road, beginning the glory and splendor of the ancient tower. Many years have passed, and this road has passed the corpse of the last king of the ancient tower.

He died of old age while on a campaign.

At the end of the road, the outline of a giant city can be vaguely seen. That is the central holy city, the capital of the Sun Wheel Kingdom, the old capital personally established by the Sun King, and the heart of the two dynasties of the ancient Ta family. King Ananda fought his whole life, only wanting to lead his army through that city gate.

But at this moment, his coffin is getting further and further away from that city.