After Xuanmiao asked, Han Quan looked at her deeply and replied: "Little girl, whether you believe it or not, we didn't know about this before. If you hadn't found that senior, we wouldn't know that there were actually ancient beasts left in this world."

Han Quan's answer made Xuanmiao stunned: "This... you even know about the temple sacrifice, how could you not know..."

Han Quan waved his hand: "You are the Qilin clan, so your ancestors will explain these things to you!"

Xuanmiao knew that there were ancestors in the clan who had broken through the tenth level, but that was just a family legend and had no evidence. Moreover, for some reason, after the breakthrough, these ancestors no longer stayed in the family and disappeared in the world. Now, she actually had the opportunity to see them. Could it be that these ancestors have been there all the time, but they just didn't meet them? What kind of secrets do these god-transforming monks hide in such a way?

Hanquan didn't say much, but saw a light of inspiration gathering between his fingers, and a door emitting mist appeared: "Go in, you can see your ancestors when you go."

"Ah?" Such a magical magic only exists in the legend. It took a while before Xuanmiao came to his senses and bowed respectfully to Hanquan. "I offended you so much just now. I hope you can forgive me. I am grateful for the kindness of my senior."

Han Quan waved his hand and didn't care: "Go."

Xuanmiao led the demon cultivators to bow again and walked towards the door.

The demon cultivators entered the gate and finally disappeared. Han Quan waved his hand lightly, and the gate disappeared.

This is very similar to a teleportation array, but it is much more casual than a teleportation array. The magical powers of the god-transforming monk are too magical.

"And you." Han Quan's eyes were on Mo Tiange and Qin Xi, and he smiled slightly, "You two have old friends with the other two, so..."

"Senior, do you want to send us away?" Mo Tiange asked.

Han Quan nodded gently: "It should be."

Mo Tiange turned around and looked at it: "What about them?"

Hanquan said: "Don't worry, the god-turned monks will not kill anyone. Since they have the fate to meet me, they will have their own chance."

Mo Tiange showed joy on his face and thanked him sincerely: "Thank you, senior."

Hanquan nodded, pointed again, and turned into a teleportation door.

Mo Tiange and Qin Xi stood up, said goodbye to the others, and stepped into the door.

The white light gathered and dispersed. In a blink of an eye, Mo Tiange and Qin Xi were already standing on the white clouds.

"Oh, it's coming out, it's pretty fast!" A slightly frivolous voice came from his ears.

The two of them turned around and saw the young man sitting opposite each other on the white clouds.

Of course, Yuanbao was talking. He leaned against the cloud chair without sitting there, and looked at Qin Xi with a smile: "Boy, how does the furnace taste like?"

Qin Xi was stunned, remembering that he had been deceived by him and thought he really wanted to train him into Tiange's furnace, but he had been struggling for several years. His face turned slightly red and his voice was stiff: "Thank you for your love, you won't have to worry about this kind of thing!"

"..." Seeing that Yuanbao was still trying to tease him, Zhong Muling coughed and threw him a warning look.

Yuanbao raised his hand to indicate surrender.

Mo Tiange knelt down with his body and said, "Tiange pays homage to Emperor Gaozu. After we parted, we finally met Emperor Gaozu again. I wonder if Emperor Gaozu has been safe for more than two hundred years?"

Zhong Muling nodded slightly, looked pleased, and a faint smile appeared on her face: "I'm very good. You are not bad, and you can achieve what you have today, so you will be given the opportunity to give you in the past."

Mo Tiange said: "I have not been able to transform into a god, and I dare not be the words of Emperor Gaozu."

Zhong Muling smiled deeper: "Is it a god transformed into a god? It's a difficult time to transform into a god, which is hundreds of times more than the Nascent Soul. You have such ambitions, but you must not be impatient. When I transformed into a god that day, I was over a thousand years old. Even if A Yuan is so talented, he has not been able to transform into a god within a thousand years, and your life is still long."

"Yes, follow the teachings of Emperor Gaozu."

Zhong Muling moved his eyes, and Qin Xi beside him also knocked down: "Greetings to Senior."

Seeing that he was a little restrained, Zhong Muling smiled: "Don't be so polite, just call me Gaozu with Tiange."

Zhong Muling's admission made Qin Xi feel relieved, "Yes, Emperor Gaozu."

"Sit all." Zhong Muling waved his hand gently, and two cloud chairs floated beside the table.

He bowed to the two of them again, and they stood up and sat on the cloud chair.

"It was a bit beyond my expectations for you to get to this day," said Zhong Muling, "Blue Dragon, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird, Xuanwu, and Qilin... Originally, we old guys thought that no one would have such an opportunity to gather the five spirits, but we didn't expect you to do it."

When Mo Tiange saw this, he was full of questions. The monks who transformed the gods knew about the Five Spirits Sacrifice Temple. Did they design all this?

"Gaozu, you all know these temple sacrifices?"

Zhong Muling nodded slightly: "I know." Seeing that her face was more confusing, she waved her hand, "It's not what you think, we didn't design anything on purpose."

I really couldn't guess what was going on, Mo Tiange had to say, "Please tell me clearly."

Zhong Muling sighed and tapped the table gently on the table.

After a long time, he spoke: "Their existence is actually related to an ancient gambling game, the truth of the existence of this world, and even the existence of God. I must tell you that if you know this, your beliefs may be hit by unprecedented impact, and then lose the meaning of cultivation, and even doubt your own existence."

His expression was solemn and his words were terrifying, which made Mo Tiange and Qin Xi a little uneasy. They looked at each other and held their hands together, feeling that no matter what it was, they had the courage to face it.

Mo Tiange nodded firmly: "Gaozu, whether we know or not, this matter already exists. Even if we don't know for a while, what can we do? Please tell me directly!"

"Okay." Zhong Muling smiled faintly, very satisfied with them.

He thought for a while and began to tell: "This story starts with God. What kind of existence does God exist in your heart?" He paused for a moment, and before they could answer, he continued, "In the eyes of the world, God is the creator and master of the world. They are kind, fair, powerful, and omnipotent, but they obviously ignored one thing. As creators, they may be fair, but they absolutely cannot be kind!" The last sentence was firmly determined.

"Heaven and the earth are not kind, and they regard all things as straw dogs. The Taoist scriptures are commented in this way that all things are the same for God. He created all things and allowed them to grow and should be regarded as they should. In this case, how kind are they? How kind are they to be cattle and sheep eating grass? How kind are they to be lions and tigers eating sheep? How kind are they to be sheep? Heaven and earth are not to be kind, and the God who created the heaven and earth are not to be kind - for them, it is important to establish rules and act naturally."

Mo Tiange was silent for a while and nodded slowly.

"So, for God, they don't care about the destruction of the world - there is life and death, and there is creation and there is destruction." Zhong Muling said in an almost cold tone, "They create the world and set the rules. Once they find that the world is not satisfactory, it is not a pity to destroy it."

Mo Tiange suddenly remembered what Master Jing and Daojun said to her many years ago, which was so similar to what Zhong Muling said. For a moment, he trembled a little: "The world is established, and once it is not suitable for development, it will be destroyed and rebuilt. We are all gods' dolls..."

"Yes! That's it!" Zhong Muling's eyes gradually became sharp, "We are all gods dolls. They created us, watched us live, practice, and even changed the world, but as long as they feel dissatisfied, they can erase us!"

Zhong Muling closed his eyes and calmed his tone: "The same is true for our world. The end of the ancient times is a destruction and reconstruction. The separation of immortals and demons and the division of demons and spirits is all gods slowly adjusting the rules. Therefore, the ancient times are different from ancient times, and the present world is different from ancient times. Not only are the spiritual energy and resources, but also the concepts of various practitioners are different..."

"... Maybe you don't know that our world is not the only human world created by God. They can create a human world, and naturally create thousands of them. In the ancient times, this world had been abandoned once, but there was a god who gave us a glimmer of life." Zhong Muling suddenly changed the topic, "You have been to Luoshenyuan, have you?"

Mo Tiange nodded, not understanding what it had to do with this.

"Louding Shenyuan is actually a trace of the impact of the two gods when they fought."

"Ah!" Mo Tiange exclaimed. It turned out that they thought it was a trace of the battle between immortals, but they turned out to be affected by the attacks of the gods. No wonder there was a chaotic aura, and no wonder Qin Xi said that it was too clean and that a god-transforming cultivator had been there.

"Two gods fought, and one god stopped the other from destroying the ancient times, so our world can exist."

Mo Tiange asked hesitantly: "Why do the two gods fight?"

"Gods are also different," said Zhong Muling. "They have different personalities and different preferences. One god thinks that the world should be destroyed, but the other thinks it can exist, and the latter wins."

"... Maybe it was a moment of pity, maybe it was like that, he stopped the destruction of the ancient times and made a bet with another god."

Mo Tiange's heart moved, thinking of Amber saying so cautiously that this is a bet, a world of extraordinary bet, if you win, there will be vitality in the human world.

“What is it?”

"This bet is whether creatures can save themselves? If they can, they will never take the initiative to destroy the world." After saying this, Zhong Muling was calm, without any turbulence in his tone.

"In order to leave a glimmer of life and win the bet, the god of heaven built the Five Spirits Temple through the hands of mankind. He sealed this matter in the Temple of sacrifice, leaving both the Five Spirits breath and the Demonic Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation C

This seemed to be good news, but there was no smile on Zhong Muling and Yuanbao's faces, which made them feel that the follow-up was not so beautiful.

Qin Xi asked: "But, since the god-transformed seniors know the existence of the Five Spirits Sacrifice Temple, how can it be our turn? Why are everything else preserved except the Qilin Sacrifice Temple?"

Zhong Muling smiled and shook his head, with a desolate smile: "Because it was too late, we discovered it too late, and this bet would have ended long ago... If we were ancient monks, this was indeed the Great Way of Heaven, but we were born in the current world, the ancient destruction, and the Way of Heaven was cut off!" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian () to vote for recommendation votes, monthly votes, and your support is my greatest motivation.)
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