"Eh……?"

Compared to the panic and bewilderment of the three ancients, Dong Xian was obviously stunned for a long time before he exclaimed as if half a beat too late, as if he had not reacted for a moment.

--First Generation.

It is only used as an honorific title by many great practitioners in the Qian Dao world to distinguish the original one after he succeeds to the throne.

As the being who saved the entire fairy land in a sense, his status is naturally unquestionable.

Heroism, sacrifice, redemption, strength...these beautiful adjectives seem to be applied to that being all at once, and they are not too much at all.

So much so that his real name, like the leader, is rarely mentioned again.

After all these years, Dong Xian's only impression of this man who once controlled Qing Deng came from his usual chats with Jiang Nan.

And even Jiang Nan, who has eyes higher than his head, has a very high opinion of this person. He calls him the savior of the entire fairy land.

But now, in this reflection left in the long river of time, there are some scenes that do not conform to the mainstream evaluation.

——This first-generation Crown Prince, who had obviously died in the decisive battle with the "Disaster", appeared in front of his successor and began to absorb and devour his essence and vitality.

I have to say, it’s quite unexpected.

As an outsider, Dongxian is still like this.

Then the three ancients who had grown up looking up to this master since childhood were even more unbelievable.

When they were born in this world, the first-generation Mianxia was already the strongest human being. When they broke through the fairyland and achieved great power, the first-generation Mianxia was still an unattainable existence... It can be said that this person has simply penetrated the three worlds. The first half of an ancient man's life.

As a role model, as the sun, as the only beacon to guide them forward in the dark sea of ​​spiritual practice.

Extremely longing for it.

Now, this longing is shattered.

"No... there must be something wrong. It shouldn't be like this..." Tianxin Daozu frowned at such a scene and couldn't believe it.

No one answered.

It was not until a long time later that Taoist Zhangyue sighed, "But it stands to reason that the reflections in the river of time are all things that have really happened - there is absolutely no possibility of fraud."

"It's true..." Dong Xian's voice also sounded, echoing in the ears of the three of them: "I just used Jiangnan's magical power to reproduce what happened in the long river of time. There may be some omissions, but there will never be any falsehood. .”

After the words fell, the three ancients looked at each other and remained silent.

Only the Taoist of the Shrine seemed to be able to calm down a little, and shook his head gently: "Don't be impatient, just keep reading."

I saw that in the projection of the illusory river of time, everything was still happening quietly.

Although the three ancients and Dong Xian were whispering and watching them commenting, the two people on the stone platform were still completely unaware of it - unlike when Jiang Nan personally crossed the long river of time and came to the ancient era, the three ancients Just recalling what happened in the past with Dongxian cannot affect anything.

Even if they make an earth-shattering noise, they can't stir up a single speck of dust.

In the dim light, on the gray and rough stone platform, the integration of orthodox traditions continues.

The remnant soul named First Generation Mianxia looked at the leader with his eyes closed, and many expressions appeared in his eyes - pain, unwillingness, intolerance...

But the movements of his hands did not stop at all.

The strength, vitality, and essence of Ganzhu... were extracted by him like running water. Gradually, his illusory body became slightly more condensed.

And as time passed little by little, Ganzhu, who was immersed in the integration with Taoism, frowned with his eyes closed tightly, as if he noticed something was wrong.

——In fact, from the very beginning, he felt the passage of vitality, but at that time, he just thought it was a necessary stage for the integration of Taoism. Until that kind of "swallowing" became more and more wanton and arrogant, at this time Only then did the leader realize something was wrong!

If this continues, I'm afraid my own people will be sucked dry before they can inherit the orthodoxy.

He opened his eyes in confusion and confusion, and met the eyes of the remnant soul of the first generation.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment.

The first thing that appeared in Ganzhu's cloudy eyes was ecstasy!

He opened his mouth wide, as if he was talking about something.

But the next moment, he finally realized something was wrong.

——It is the person in front of me who I respect and admire so much that is absorbing and devouring my life and essence!

At that moment, the expression on the leader's face became one of astonishment, confusion, confusion, confusion, anger... just to name a few!

He looked at the illusory figure of the first generation, roaring and questioning as if he had been betrayed!

Although the three ancients could not hear his voice, they could probably tell the extremely rich emotions just from the eyes wide open!

But...it's no use.

I don’t know if it’s because he is inheriting the orthodoxy, or because of some method used by the first generation.

Even if the leader discovered the clues and started tearing and waving in the void with his hands, he couldn't move even half a minute, and he couldn't use the power of the fairyland at all. He could only watch the vitality in his body passing away bit by bit. Little by little it becomes someone else’s thing!

Time passes little by little.

In the process of devouring the vitality of the stem master, the stem master's reaction changed from anger and incomprehension at the beginning, to numbness, to despair, and then to unwillingness and resentment... and so on, and the cycle continues.

Just looking at it, the three ancients felt a chill in their hearts!

The despair of watching one's life go by makes one feel helpless just thinking about it.

In the cave, time is hard to measure.

In short, although Ganzhu, as a fairyland existence, has a noble personality and huge vitality, he gradually becomes weak under the devouring day after day.

On the contrary, the illusory figure of the first generation became more and more solid.

One goes down and the other goes up.

Finally at a certain moment.

In the extreme anger, unwillingness, resentment and despair, all the actions of the master were frozen at that moment.

His arms were raised high, as if he wanted to take something back, his face was ferocious, full of resentment, and he fell silent forever.

But that first generation has borrowed the personality and vitality of a fairy to become extremely solid!

He waved his hand, and the Taoism from the corpse of the god was separated and fell into his hands.

At first, Taoism seemed unwilling to give in, and the light shone in the air, as if in resistance.

But the first generation looked at it for a moment, but forcefully pressed it into his body!

At this point, he is fully resurrected!

He looked at the corpse of his descendant with a complicated look in his eyes, and then his appearance changed accordingly, becoming exactly the same as the master's posture.

——It was the same appearance that later ruled the Qiandao for countless thousands of years.

Immediately afterwards, he stretched out his hand, and a terrifying immortal power condensed in it, crushing the void and seeming to make the entire projection flicker.

But at that moment, a look of struggle appeared in his eyes again, and he did not destroy the corpse or trace any traces.

After a long silence, he turned around and walked out of the cave.

With a loud rumbling sound, the stone door closed.

The next moment, the sight reaches the top of the Tianshan Mountains. The Gan Master, who has inherited the lineage of Qian Dao, dominates the world, and all living beings bow their heads!

Then, the three ancient ones all knew what happened next.

With Dongxian's control, the projection of the long river of time is completely frozen at this moment.

In the frozen time, the three ancients were silent for a long time.

At this point, the truth is revealed.

——From the very beginning, their old friend had not inherited the orthodoxy. He was the one who walked into the cave, but the one who walked out of the cave was the first generation who resurrected his corpse.

silence.

As if in the frozen river of time, the three ancients were silent and didn't know what expressions to make.

"Well... indeed, it's unexpected..." Dong Xian's voice came from Jiang Nan's body, slightly breaking the stiff atmosphere.

The three ancient men raised their heads.

Tianxing Daozu frowned and shook his head slowly, "No, even though I saw it with my own eyes, I still think it's not quite right."

He groped his chin with a suspicious look in his eyes: "The first generation should not be a guy who can do such a thing anyway. In other words... if he was afraid of death and wanted to live no matter what, he wouldn't have done it in the first place. Maybe I will die with that thing in my hand!"

This is illogical.

When a disaster strikes, if the first generation, who has the power to control the treasure, just wants to survive, then he only needs to ignore the fairy land and transcend the world, and I am afraid that even the disaster will not be able to do anything to him.

But he resolutely broke into the restricted area, paid the price with his life, and destroyed the disaster.

With such determination that he was almost certain to die, how could he personally kill his disciple and descendant, the leader, and resurrect him through his body?

Isn't this completely unnecessary?

"I also think there must be something fishy in it."

The Taoist of the Divine Palace also shook his head, "Let's put aside everything else. If that ray of remnant soul is really the first generation, then when it finally merges with the Taoism, it is impossible for the Taoism to resist so obviously - because before the disaster comes, the entire Immortal Land's The orthodoxy is in his hands."

"Then let's see?" Dongxian pondered, "Let's see the result of that battle?"
To be continued...