Li Xi'an pushed open the temple gate, and the universe subconsciously activated it.

The sound of the heavy wooden door traveled through time, and at some point in the past, he had made his move into this temple millions of years ago, and the same dust was stirred up here.

Unlike the expected bloody smell, the fragrance of mahogany came from the temple.

Li Xi'an raised his head, and two foxes rushed around his feet. As gods, they had never served only the gods on the altar, and there was no real master here. Even if they knew that this was a huge and bizarre altar, the ancient gods were eating and drinking, and they attracted food that the gods loved.

But that feeling disappeared at this moment. The whole temple was peaceful and peaceful, as quiet as if it was not the bloody place where the gods stood overlooking the world, but an ancient temple built in the deep mountains. The bells were roaring and the dim stars were shining, descending from Li Xi'an and becoming an eternal curtain.

In the center of the temple, something that had not been before appeared.

The moment Li Xi'an stepped into the temple, the shadow cast by the giant tree enveloped him.

When you look up, you will find that it is an old camphor tree, with branches stretching out randomly, leaves swaying, and rustling sounds mixed into the bell, like a ensemble.

When you look closer, there is nothing unusual about this tree. The tops are covered with red belts of blessings, and the weight of those wishes makes the branches slightly bent.

The two foxes no longer circled around Li Xi'an. They ran into the temple quickly and took out something from it. The two foxes held a ribbon in their mouths. The red ribbon looked the same as the ribbon on the camphor tree, but it was not so bright, with gold edges embedded in the edges of flowing clouds.

Li Xi'an took the ribbon and saw that the place on the ribbon should have the wish was blank.

He picked up the red silk and stepped into the temple dedicated to the gods. The altar was filled with broken stone statues, and the stones were scattered all over the ground. Li Xi'an could see the half-shattered face of Xuannv. The fox followed him in, and they tilted their heads, as if they had come here for the first time, with their eyes very confused.

The fox pointed to the gravel on the ground and pointed to outside the temple.

Li Xi'an understood the fox's meaning and nodded. Not long after, the two foxes took the broom and began to clean the place. They cleared the gravel, leaving Li Xi'an a clean and untainted temple.

There was nothing on the altar, and the gods who were eating the world were gone, and he was the only one left here.

There was not even the enemy he imagined.

The peaceful breath here gives him the illusion of setting foot in Kunlun for the first time.

It seemed as if there was nothing he had to worry about here, this was his destination, and he should stay here to witness the changes of time and the changes of the world.

Li Xi'an shook his head gently and drove the thought out of his mind.

This is far from the end.

He reached out and slid across the altar to feel the traces of the gods' existence. The universe law emerged, and a pair of eyes were trying to find out the past and know the origin of the gods. Tracing and constantly tracing, the spirit burned wildly in the process, and the golden spirit turned into flames and jumped on the surface of Li Xi'an's body.

He saw countless interlaced light axes shattered, he saw the worship of all people towards the towering mountains, and saw a pair of hands picking up stones and carving them into the shape of a god. He saw behind the vermilion temple, the sun and the cold moon disappeared at the same time, and the light of the stars was hidden in the darkness, and it was forever dimmed here.

After stopping for a long time, Li Xi'an's palm bounced up like an electric shock.

He saw the origin of the gods.

Or the origin of the gods he killed.

The first creature to come to the sky was Suiren, who took away a stone tablet from here. The second creature to come here was Fuxi, who made the buds in the temple grow and eventually grow into giant trees.

The tree brought the spirits and brought the stone statues here to life, so these stone statues became gods.

Li Xi'an looked at the towering trees in the temple. He realized where the power of Fuxi to make the giant trees grow came from. The Qing Emperor, who was once mentioned in the legend, was in charge of the wood movement among the five heavenly emperors and lived in the east. He thought that in the secret era, he started to involve the law from Shaodian, but he did not expect that he had come into contact with this power at that time.

"High Priest?" The fox cleaned the temple. When he saw Li Xi'an staring at the giant tree in a daze, he asked.

They gestured to Li Xi'an the red silk and said, "You sacrificed the gods, so you can achieve a desire far more than the people who went away want, and hold unimaginable power. I think you may not understand what this means, so you have been indifferent to this red silk."

The foxes' tone was very sincere. They did not care whether the gods or the red dragons lived here. They served in this temple forever, not the existence in which they lived.

Li Xi'an did not answer them. He stretched out his hand and pointed at the tree and said, "Do you know where this tree comes from?"

The fox shook his head, "When we were born, it exists. After each sacrifice, it will appear. The gods will take out red silk and write down what they need. What they need, the tree will give. After the sacrifice is completed, the tree will disappear until the next sacrifice appears again."

"What kind of wish can I make?" Li Xi'an asked.

"Many, you can even become the new Emperor of Heaven."

"The new Emperor of Heaven?"

"Initially, the Emperor of Heaven built this place and created the gods, and then the Emperor of Heaven disappeared. The empty throne on the altar symbolized the disappearing Emperor of Heaven." The fox replied.

After answering, they noticed Li Xi'an's exploration, and then added: "After the disappearance of the gods, we received some revelation, including this thing we had never known, that is, the existence of the Emperor of Heaven. Perhaps in order to better serve the high priest, the remaining temples chose us."

Li Xi'an walked under the tree, and the branches and leaves swayed, and a glimmer of light appeared, as if we were welcoming him.

The red silk naturally slid from Li Xi'an's hand, then flew up and hung on the top of the tree canopy, which was the brightest color of all red silks.

The slow, blank red silk surface depicts the wishes of the priests with bronze inscriptions.

This temple is like life at this moment, turning into a mysterious altar.

It is painted with blood and spreads with Li Xi'an as the center.

The fox looked over and was stunned.

The red silk outlines its incomprehensible lines, and those lines are constantly extending, extending like crazy branches, and they themselves even grow to the outside world through the limitations of the red silk itself.

This scene is beyond the scene of the gods sacrificed by the fox once saw.

They could not understand it, and only felt that the extremely powerful spirit manifested on the red silk, and then extended outward with the help of the tree.

In the swinging optical axis, fire and earth appeared beside Li Xi'an.

The tree accepted these two divine texts and became taller.

The temple was shaken, and the bronze bell was struck by invisible force, like a song from ancient times.

The surging spirit slapped the foxes and heard Li Xi'an murmuring to himself at the last moment when they lost consciousness.
Chapter completed!