A person who once fought invincible all over the world, a person who left nine books and was worshipped as true scriptures by the cultivation world, and a person who left countless legends...

Even if we put aside these, the creator of Yanyun Pavilion alone is enough to connect the Nine Yang True Man with the cold and ruthless and meticulous image.↖ Chen Weiming and Ming Dao never expected that the legendary great man would have such a side.

He knelt on the ground, cried bitterly, sighed, and cried out his own pain. This is not a peerless strong man, it is clearly a child who lost a fight but didn't know who to ask for help.

After thinking about it carefully, it makes people feel terrifying. What kind of existence and what kind of opponents will make characters like Jiuyang Zhenren become like this.

Chen Weiming believed that a person who has extremely strong strength but does not want to enslave others must have an extraordinary character. Such a person will not be easily defeated, nor will he collapse easily.

There are also the people he mentioned, Fuxi, Nuwa, Hongjun, the Supreme Saint, etc., and who are they? And this... Pangu.

Seeing the Jiuyang Zhenren kneeling down and crying, this person named Pangu must be much stronger than him, so he can be regarded as a belief. And the continent where he lives is called Pangu. What kind of existence is this ancient god called Pangu?

"Pangu, tell me, tell me, show me a clear way!"

"Fuxi fought in the sky, leaving only half of his tail, and his soul was scattered."

"Nuwa died, and even the corpse was not left behind."

"The corpse of the bitter monk was dissolved, and eighty-one relics were buried in the void."

"No one of the most saints escaped."

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"I saw your brother die on the top of the Xuanfu Mountain by someone using Tianjue Jiuxing, and his soul dissipated! Your master was crushed in Yinyang Lake and will never be reborn."

"What's even more ridiculous is that they have done so many things for the human race. They are the ancestors of the human race, but now... they have been forgotten by their descendants."

Jiuyang Zhenren cried endlessly: "No one remembers them anymore, and no one remembers how great ancestors they had. They were in panic, like insects and rats, but they no longer had the glory of heroic descendants."

"The invincible three-foot sword in the world also lost, the sky collapsed and the earth broke, and the universe was overturned. The Chaos Bell was beaten into pieces and no longer existed. Pangu, teach me how I should avenge them!"

The Nine Yang True Man sometimes cries, sometimes laughs, sometimes angry, sometimes panic... like a madman, no longer in human form.

"They should not be forgotten, they should not be forgotten! They should be worshipped by future generations, and they should be admired by future generations..."

While talking, Jiuyang Zhenren took out a few huge stones and placed them in the temple, holding a hammer and a chisel, carving them one by one. He was very attentive and focused, as if he had instilled all his feelings into it.

Fuxi, Nuwa, Suiren, Cangjie... The remaining six statues were carved one by one, as if they were afraid that others would not know. Jiuyang Zhenren also specially carved names in front of each statue. Unfortunately, this did not have any substantial effect. Until today, Chen Weiming and others did not know the origin and history of these ancient gods.

After everything was done, Jiuyang Zhenren looked blankly for a long time, as if he had returned to peace, bowed and bowed, and then looked at the Pangu statue in the middle and said, "I will not forget it. I will avenge them. I want to let the world collapse and the earth break, and I want to make the world have no rules."

After saying that, he turned around and left, and his back disappeared into the lightning at the door.

He was not here to find the answer, he was just here to vent... Chen Weiming inferred the answer in his heart. The true man of Jiuyang seemed to be sad because of some things, but he had nowhere to vent. He knew that there was nothing he was looking for here, and he came here purely to vent his emotions.

After the Nine Yang Zhenren left, everything seemed to have returned to normal in Pangu Temple, and the lightning outside no longer existed, and it was dawn.

The two looked at each other, and after a while, Ming Dao said, "It seems that we have seen an amazing past. It turns out that the Nine Yang Zhenren is like this bear."

Chen Weiming was silent for a moment, shook his head and said, "Everyone has times of sadness and despair. Maybe the person Jiuyang Zhenren is just someone else's understanding of him. How are you injured?"

"I'm fine!" Ming Dao looked at Chen Weiming strangely: "But you, what was the situation just now? Why did you get into that state? How could your injury be cured in an instant?"

Chen Weiming touched his heart and looked at Mingdao with an innocent look on his face: "I said I don't know either, do you believe it?"

He was also afraid when he thought about it at this moment. If he hadn't had the opportunity here, he would have died.

Ming Dao pinched his chin and shook his head and sighed: "Why do I feel like you have taken all the good things?"

"Then you will stab yourself next time." Chen Weiming curled his lips: "Go away quickly, we haven't escaped... and... don't tell us what happened today."

As Lao Cai said, there may be a big secret hidden in the Pangu Temple. All forces have been exploring for many years but have not been able to do so, so they gave up. Once people know that they can activate the formation here, I am afraid that if there are other forces, Yanyun Pavilion will not be the first to make it easier for me.

Mingdao grinned: "It depends on what the situation is. If someone threatens life and death, I will definitely say it, and I am afraid of death."

Chen Weiming gave him a blank look: "If you don't take the initiative, who knows?"

The two hurriedly walked out of the temple, and Chen Weiming hurriedly activated the technique of attracting wind. The realm broke through and his cultivation level increased greatly. This magical power can cover a radius of more than 3,000 meters.

The empire was very efficient, and a large number of soldiers came over. However, without the cultivator of the Killing Dan stage, it would not cause much threat. However, Chen Weiming did not take action rashly, but used the technique of attracting wind to determine the position of the pursuers, cooperated with the Eye of Destruction of Deception and Truth, and used the deserted ridges around the Pangu Temple to easily run out from under the noses of these people with the Nether Sword.

After running far away, Ming Dao couldn't help but whisper: "You guy has many magical tricks. I have made these dogs chase like dogs these days, and I can't hide them at all."

He was not good at hiding his path, and with the rapid transmission of information from the empire, he also took the burden of Chen Weiming, so he could never avoid the pursuit as easily as he is now.

Chen Weiming's expression did not relax: "It's just for the time being. The strong men in the empire have all gone to chase people on the sea, so we have given a chance. As long as we are not dead, I believe that strong men will come soon and we have to leave here quickly."
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