Super God Eyes

Cui xiaopang doesn't know what the man in the stone box has to do with himself, but he firmly confirms that he must be his blood relatives. Then, it's natural to do his best to rescue. Even if he's not sure, he should do his best! Xiao Hei's suggestion gave the handsome man a glimmer of hope in his desperate heart. He secretly decided to find a way to revive Shennong's five-color whip when he returned to the third world in the future, and try every means to inherit the only healing magic power of Shennong's pulse!

This road is doomed to be difficult, but we must do our best!

A fat man with amnesia who knows nothing about his life experience suddenly meets his relatives who may have blood ties with him. This excitement and excitement can't be understood by ordinary people. Although he is a hip-hop and coquettish dead fat man on weekdays, Cui xiaopang also has a trace of stubbornness in his temperament. However, he will do his best to do what he believes!

For the powerful man who rescued the "suspected blood relatives" in the stone box, the handsome boy fat realized that it would be full of hardships. However, he would never dream that the hardships were far beyond his imagination! Even, it has caused the great disaster of the whole earth in the future!

Of course, these are the later words, not to mention for the time being. Cui xiaopang followed the shadow to the ancient tower. More than ten minutes later, he came to an old three-story ancient tower more than ten meters high. Moss was everywhere. Looking at it, a strong and boundless smell of historical antiquity came to his face.

Motioning for Ying to wait outside, Cui xiaopang stepped into the ancient tower.

The ancient tower is very old, and the first floor is empty, but there are three mottled murals on the tower wall, which are very vague.

The first picture can be seen vaguely is the picture of primitive farming. Many primitive people are worshipping heaven and earth, and some are chasing prey, full of vitality.

The second picture is a lonely figure walking in the sunset, lonely and lonely, with a long sword hanging around his waist.

The third picture is vague. It seems to be a towering palace in the clouds. Some immortals are drinking. Many guards reject a figure outside the hall. This figure is the lonely figure in the second picture.

After staring at the murals for a long time, Cui xiaopang felt an atmosphere of sadness, depression and despair! He didn't know what had happened. He instinctively felt the selfishness and ruthlessness of those immortals.

After sorting out his emotions, Cui xiaopang stepped on the second floor of the ancient tower again and saw a pair of continuous murals, which are still vague. It seems that it is a continuous war. The people are in dire straits. There is a rolling black fog pouring out of the darkness. The figure with a sword flew into the sky to fight

The coherent picture is now cut off. A large blank seems to have been erased by what life, leaving only the last vague picture, which makes people feel infinitely desolate and sad at a glance!

This picture is a desolate land. A scarred figure sits over an abyss and suppresses the rolling black fog below. He is surrounded by several lights, one of which seems to be Zu Longzhu!

Looking at the last fuzzy mural, Cui xiaopang couldn't help crying. This figure is the one on the previous mural. He used his body to suppress the black fog. Why on earth did he do this?

At this time, Xiao Hei suddenly said, "master, according to the mural, this figure is likely to be the one in the stone box! Moreover, I'm more sure that what he suppressed is the taboo black fog! But why are you trapped in the stone box? Is it taking itself as a bait to trap some taboo black fog that has not been eliminated?"

"Very likely!" Cui xiaopang responded with a deep voice.

Xiao Hei's guess combined with all kinds of murals can be described as meticulous. When recalling all kinds of murals, Cui xiaopang's sadness became stronger and stronger! This is the existence of a great supernatural power. It has the ability to stay out or keep itself, but it works hard to protect ordinary creatures, and finally suppresses them with its own body. It's sad! deplorable! More respectable!

Continuing to walk towards the third floor of the ancient tower, Cui xiaopang came to it and was stunned to see that there was an ancient stone platform on this floor near the window, on which there were randomly placed clay figurines of different shapes, very rough, men, women, young and old, as many as hundreds. No, most of them are incomplete.

In addition, there is also a mural near the window, on which there is a sharp and matchless weak sword light, which can not really spy on its true essence.

At this time, the small black controls the Black Lotus to fly out of Cui Xiaopang's body, and the excited way is "pure pure Kendo origin essence! Master, it quickly and completely vanishes between heaven and earth, so let me swallow it, the benefit is not small!"

"Well..."

Just when the handsome boy Pang was still hesitating, suddenly, the Black Lotus rushed up, greedy swallowed up, and the faint sword light was swallowed up!

With the disappearance of the sword light, the mural is also revealed. The painting is a woman with bright eyes and bright teeth, giving people infinite tenderness. She picks a wild flower and smiles with a smile, showing a charming and moving state.

Seeing the portrait of the woman, Cui xiaopang felt boundless warmth. He saw two symbols at the signature of the mural, which was natural. Although Cui xiaopang didn't understand what they meant, two words naturally poured out of his mind, as if these two symbols were the words of heaven and earth. Anyone can understand its meaning at a glance, thick soil!

The portrait lasted only a moment, but it mysteriously disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

Regardless of these, Cui xiaopang was shocked when the word "thick soil" jumped out of his mind!

Woman, thick soil, which makes Cui xiaopang think of a real dignitary in the pioneer period. She can be called the first woman except empress Nu Wa and the only woman among the twelve ancestors of the witch family, empress thick soil!

Pangu, the great God of Pangu, made a breakthrough in the world. The twelve patriarchal witches appeared in his body. They were naturally powerful and unmatched, and founded the witch family. The only female ancestral witch among the twelve ancestral witches

It is Houtu. He is the only kind and simple ancestral witch. The Lich catastrophe caused the famine, which has ruined the lives and endless grievances. In order to reshape the peace of the famine, Houtu asked empress Nu Wa to incarnate the six samsara. There are many records about her. She is also the only twelve ancestral witches who are not called ancestral witches, but called empresses, because her merits and virtues benefit the whole three realms!

With his mouth open, Cui xiaopang was forced!

Two characters can naturally manifest the word thick soil in the heart. It can be imagined that the means are clever. Is the woman on the mural really the famous thick soil empress?

At this time, Xiao Hei gossiped and said, "master, it's incredible! I'm sure it's really a portrait of empress Houtu. I followed the old master Mo zuluo in three circles and once witnessed her face. That's it! How can her portrait hang here? Is it the one in the stone box who has a crush on empress Houtu?"

Sure enough!

It has been confirmed from the black mouth since childhood. The handsome boy is fat and sighs! He didn't know whether it was true as Xiao Hei said, but the supreme existence in this legend showed his face in front of him. Even a mural was enough to shock his heart!

In ancient Chinese legends, there are many references to the thick earth empress, most of which are loving and caressing the living creatures, but they never mention that she had any relationship. The handsome boy fat wants to take this opportunity to deduce the identity in the stone box, which is doomed to failure.

"It's great! Master, what a pity! If you came here earlier, maybe I could get more of the essence of kendo. Originally, it's enough to destroy the power of the seeds."

There is good news from Xiaohei, but Cui xiaopang is not happy. What he saw and heard in the ancestral temple today is too shocking! The most important thing is that the Kendo who suppresses misfortune by himself is suspected to have a blood connection with himself! The identity of the other party is likely to go back to the famine era. Nine times out of ten, I don't know how many generations of grandparents I have!

Taking back the world destroying Black Lotus, Cui xiaopang walked out of the ancient tower alone and looked at the not towering ancestral temple in the distance. His heart was unspeakably heavy!

Finally, he secretly vowed, "wait, one day, xiaopang will wake you up again! Even if the taboo black fog stops, I will succeed! I swear!"

He turned back to the ancestral temple to worship again. Then Cui xiaopang chose to leave, and his invisible courage increased many times in an instant!