Chapter 1681 (1/2)

The old man's voice was deep and solemn, full of vicissitudes.

Ji Tianxing thought of jiutiantai in the East China Sea.

He felt more and more that there were some similarities between jiutiantai and wanggutai.

However, he did not open his mouth to ask about this matter, seemingly casually chatted with the old man of Shenxu.

”Master, Shenxu is a mausoleum of gods, in which countless ancient gods are buried.

I don't know how many years have you been guarding Shenxu here? ”

The old man of Shenxu shook his head and said in a calm voice: ”it's been too long. I can't remember clearly.

However, I didn't take the last step, and I couldn't escape the limit of ten thousand years. ”

Ji Tianxing immediately understood what he meant and guessed that he had been guarding here for thousands of years, no more than 10000 years.

Both of them were silent and went on their way through the wilderness.

At the end of the wasteland, there is a dark old mountain range.

Under the gray sky, the mountains hundreds of miles long, like a sleeping dragon, lie on the vast land.

A long history of ancient breath, from the mountains.

Ji Tianxing guessed that the ancient black mountain might be the place where the gods were buried.

A moment later, the old man of Shenxu took him across the wasteland to the foot of the dark mountains.

The old man stopped, looked at the towering mountains in front of him, and said calmly, ”this mountain is the cemetery of the gods.

From ancient times to the present, every God out of the world will leave a mausoleum here after it falls. ”

Ji Tianxing immediately frowned and his eyes flashed with surprise.

Although he did not understand why the gods out of the world would leave their graves here after falling.

However, he was acutely aware that the cemetery was definitely not simple, and it was likely to contain a huge secret.

He looked up to the pitch black mountains, and saw the undulating hillsides, where there were mausoleums and dense stone tablets.

From the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, you can see all the mausoleums of all sizes.

Moreover, the mausoleums near the foot of the mountain are generally smaller and look ordinary.

The closer the mausoleum is to the top of the mountain, the more powerful the building is, and the more lofty the stone tablet is.

Ji Tianxing found this and thought in his heart: ”are the Shenmu in the cemetery arranged according to their strength?

Near the foot of the mountain are ordinary gods. The closer you are to the tomb on the top of the mountain, the more powerful the buried gods are? ”

The old man at Shenxu took a look at him and explained, ”the gods of all ages are buried in this cemetery. Try to climb this mountain to see if you can reach the top of the mountain.

In some tombs, there is still the spirit of the spirit, or the legacy of the Shinto.

You have to feel with your heart. If you have enough opportunities, you will have a chance to gain the power or inheritance of the gods.

If you really don't have a chance with those gods, I will give you a red fruit to help you improve your talent and spirit

After hearing this, Ji Tianxing understood that it was no wonder that those geniuses who had entered the fairyland had gained a lot.

Many talented people later became the strong ones in the famous mainland.

He thought about it for a moment and asked the old man of Shenxu: ”master, did anyone ever climb the mountain top in the thousands of years before?”

The old man of Shenxu shook his head and said: ”there are only a few tombs on the top of the mountain, but they are the most powerful gods in the world.

It's a pity that thousands of years have passed and no one has ever climbed the mountain. ”

Ji Tianxing frowned and asked, ”are they not strong enough? Or don't you know how to do it? ”