I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

Li Anan and Chu Weiwei walked slowly into the museum at Guanjiangkou.

The external name of this museum is: Erwang Temple Cultural Museum.

Walk through the museum's exhibition halls until you reach the end.

An elevator appears in front of you.

Take the elevator and descend to the second underground floor.

The real ruins are exposed before your eyes.

When Li Anan and Chu Weiwei walked into the ruins, they used the fluorescent lights installed by the black guards to look at the bronze figures that had been cleaned out of the ruins.

Both women felt sincerely shocked from the bottom of their hearts!

Because the bronze figures are almost entirely cast according to the height of normal humans.

More importantly, the craftsmanship is exquisite and the characters' faces are detailed and lifelike.

These bronze figures form a scene in ancient times where ancestors worshiped the gods enshrined here.

Priests, people, officials, soldiers... everything is available.

It seems as if they really were the living ancestors living here, and indeed held grand sacrifices here in an ancient era.

After passing through the endless group of bronze statues and reaching the end of the ruins, a magnificent ancient temple appears in front of you.

White jade-like stone pillars support the structure of the temple.

A huge statue, seven or eight meters high, stands in the center of the temple.

The gods are majestic and have divine eyes on their foreheads.

Next to it stood a majestic and arrogant divine dog.

A three-pronged, two-edged sword is held in the palm of the statue.

The base of the statue is made of gold.

There are ancient compilations on it.

Li Anan and Chu Weiwei walked to the statue, bowed respectfully, and then lit an incense stick.

After doing this, the two women looked at each other.

"I heard that after the discovery of this place, scientists from the Academy of Sciences conducted a carbon 14 identification on the artifacts here..." Li An'an said with emotion: "As a result, the conclusion was drawn that the time when this ruins was built should be the Republic of China. Around 1000 BC to 500 BC!”

Chu nodded slightly.

1000 BC.

According to normal history, it was between Xia and Shang.

The first five hundred years were the reign of the Shang Dynasty.

Therefore, under normal logic, this site should not exist.

However, under the wave of spiritual energy recovery, nothing is impossible.

Relics that clearly exceed common sense have been discovered all over the world.

In Athens, huge human skeletons dating back 10,000 years were unearthed.

In Egypt, people have found battlefield ruins from at least 8,000 years ago in the mud of the Nile River. Among the ruins, many fossils of wolf-headed soldiers were found.

People in Baghdad also discovered the ruins of a temple that had been lost for at least 10,000 years from ancient ruins.

Not to mention, Li Anan himself encountered one of the Nine Cauldrons that was stranded in the river in Southern Zhou Dynasty.

Tides of spiritual energy wash over the world, bringing with them more than just extraordinary power.

There are also ancient myths.

Although, in most ruins, no real gods appear.

However, there are still some gods in the ruins who revive or return in the tide of spiritual energy.

However……

Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun does not belong to one of them.

This famous immortal god seemed to have disappeared.

Just like the legendary gods in heaven, emperors in the immortal world, and Buddhas and Bodhisattvas.

Only legends and ruins silently tell the traces of their existence.

"I hope He still exists!" Chu Weiwei said.

Qingyuan Miao Dao Zhenjun, in legend, is an upright immortal god whose eyes do not tolerate gravel.

And the status is extremely high!

If He existed, the time and space here would be turbulent.

He must be able to sense it!

With that said, the two women began to set up the formation.

Follow the teachings of the ‘Old Mother Lishan’ in the dream.

Li Anan and Chu Weiwei stood on both sides of the temple, and then placed personal belongings with their aura next to them.

Used combs, fallen hair, wiped tissues, that kind of thing.

Then, the two women sat cross-legged, closed their eyes, and immersed themselves in their dreams.

………………

The towering heaven hangs down on the thirty-three days.

Beautiful buildings, jade buildings, fairy mountains and sacred rivers are everywhere.

In the Yuxu Palace in the Yuqing Realm, there is a faint light from Taiqing Fu Zhao, shining on the nine heavens and ten earth.

This is the talisman of the Heavenly Lord!

When this talisman appears, it means that Saint Taiqing is not on this timeline.

He may have transformed countless divine thoughts into the infinite universe.

Or maybe, He was maintaining the normal flow of time in the world at some point in the past.

In fact, it has returned to the chaos before the creation of the world and turned into nothingness again.

Does not exist in any time or space.

This is the power of the saint.

Everywhere, everywhere.

The golden immortals under Taiqing's sect also followed Tianzun's footsteps, shining up and down in all directions, projecting the infinite universe.

Therefore, at this time, there are only bodies in this Yuxu Palace.

Suddenly...

A golden immortal who was following the established route, chatting and laughing with his brothers lowered his eyes.

Countless shadows came and went from all directions.

The divine eyes on His forehead opened.

"Disciple, what's wrong?" Feeling something strange, and remembering some spiritual thoughts here, Master Yuding, who was protecting his disciple, turned around and looked at his beloved disciple who suddenly withdrew his spiritual thoughts and projections.

Yang Jian's eyes were pointed somewhere.

In Yuxu Palace, the jade jade made by the saint teacher's magical power immediately responded.

I saw a strange time and space.

A scene of two girls sitting in an underground ruins dojo.

"Eh!" Master Yuding's spiritual thoughts were also surprised. He suddenly had an impulse and countless thoughts surged. One by one, his spiritual thoughts and projections returned from all the heavens and worlds.

clang!

The chimes in Yuxu Palace rang gently.

Daluo Jinxian returns to his throne!

"Wonderful! Wonderful!" Master Yuding clapped his hands and praised, looking at his beloved disciple: "The opportunity has arrived!"

"Idiot, why don't you project quickly!"

After saying that, the real person recited silently and asked the teacher to stay here to protect the disciples' wishful projection of the Three Jewels.

Ruyi shines on Yang Jian.

Seeing this, Yang Jian quickly took out a spiritual thought and devoted himself to Ruyi.

After a flash of inspiration, the projection of the treasure of the saint's avenue protected the golden immortal's spiritual thoughts. In an instant, it penetrated the infinite barrier and was about to project.

However……

When approaching that world.

An extremely powerful barrier appeared out of thin air, blocking the wishful projection of the Three Treasures that contained Yang Jian's spiritual thoughts.

Yang Jian suddenly frowned.

There is a vague feeling of foreboding in the eyes between his foreheads.

Because this feeling is very uncomfortable.

It almost gave him the same feeling as if he had fallen into the Nine-Meandering Yellow River Formation and had the three flowers on top cut off by Empress Sanxiao.

Fortunately, the barrier did not embarrass him.

With just a slight obstruction, he stopped the Three Treasures Ruyi and let Yang Jian's spiritual thoughts go.

When Yang Jian's spiritual thoughts penetrated the barrier.

Looking back, I finally saw the true face of the barrier.

That is……

A layer of mist that stretches for countless miles and wraps the entire world like egg whites.

In the fog, you can vaguely see the shadows of countless monsters.

Indescribable, indescribable!