The engraving on the bronze plate brought a strong shock to Zhang Yuanqing, causing his mind to explode and his heart to surge.

In the distant ancient times, meteorites from outer space descended upon the earth. The first humans to come into contact with the meteorites gained supernatural powers and became gods in the eyes of mortals.

This was different from what Zhang Yuanqing had imagined. In his understanding, the ancient gods comprehended the mysteries of heaven and earth, created cultivation methods, and controlled the spiritual power between heaven and earth, gradually becoming great beings in the eyes of ordinary people.

Who would have thought that the strong men of ancient times, who were revered as gods, were a group of lucky people who had obtained fragments of meteorites.

This made Zhang Yuanqing disillusioned, while also raising strong vigilance and awe. Where did the meteor shower come from?

After a long silence, he turned his head to look at the beauty beside him, only to see her eyes fixed on the picture, staring blankly.

Obviously, the content of the picture also gave her a strong shock.

"Palace Master, the content of the painting..." Zhang Yuanqing hesitated for a moment, and said, "How credible is it?"

Palace Master Zhisha said softly:

"If I saw it from other places, I would be skeptical, but the things left by Nuwa Huang should not be wrong. Yuanshi, Nuwa Huang's level is higher than you think."

"She masters the ultimate power of the Musician and Scholar professions, and has the highest status in myths and legends."

Zhang Yuanqing nodded, "It's unbelievable..."

"Palace Master, do you think the meteor shower in the painting is our source, the source of ancient cultivators and The Way of the Extraordinary?" He put forward a guess that would absolutely cause ordinary practitioners to lose their minds, "Is the supernatural power on our planet brought by meteorites from outer space?"

Palace Master Zhisha pondered for a long time and said:

"The content in the painting is more symbolic. What descended on the earth may not be meteorites... I am more curious about who launched the meteorites."

Extraterrestrial civilization? High-dimensional beings?

In order to solve this doubt, the two looked at the next bronze plate.

They looked at four pieces in a row, and the content on them was all about "gods" leading mortals to resist nature and multiply.

The gods who obtained supernatural powers taught humans how to use fire, diverted rivers to irrigate crops, taught mortals to observe celestial phenomena at night, and formulated calendars and solar terms.

They brought the hunting civilization to an agricultural civilization.

Zhang Yuanqing suddenly opened his mouth and asked suspiciously: "Strange, why are there no evil professions?"

The content of the bas-relief is all harmonious scenes of prosperity, racial reproduction, and development.

If the source of The Way of the Extraordinary is these meteorites, then there should be evil professions.

"It's here..." Palace Master Zhisha's gaze turned to one of the last two bronze plates.

Zhang Yuanqing hurried over and carefully looked at the content of the bas-relief.

Like the first piece, meteorites rained down from the sky with rolling black clouds, accompanied by raging flames, piercing through the earth.

The earth cracked with terrible gaps, and earth fire and magma spewed out. Animals and humans were mutated into tall and hideous monsters. They ravaged the earth and slaughtered living beings.

In the tragic background of corpses scattered everywhere, a luminous woman flew into the sky.

The last picture shows the clouds dissipating, the sun shining, and two streams of light falling from the sky.

Zhang Yuanqing sucked in a breath and quickly interpreted:

"This should be the second meteorite shower. Unlike the first time, this time it brought destruction and disaster. The meteorites polluted a large number of animals and humans, mutating them into monsters and creating unimaginable disasters."

Palace Master Zhisha nodded and said:

"The power attached to the second meteorite shower should be the evil camp. The first batch of meteor showers descended, giving birth to orderly professions, and then the second batch of meteor showers descended, creating bloodthirsty monsters..."

She pursed her lips, and her voice became low: "It's like someone is using the earth for experiments."

If the first batch of meteorites created evil and orderly "gods," that might be an accident.

But this kind of orderly launching of two batches of meteor showers, first building and then destroying, is a bit far-fetched to call an accident. It seems more like it was deliberately done.

So the truth about the birth of orderly and evil professions is that someone is doing experiments on Earth? This conjecture makes one's spine chill... Zhang Yuanqing continued to interpret:

"And Nuwa Huang couldn't bear to see the creatures of the world suffer, so she sacrificed herself to resolve this disaster. In myths and legends, the sky collapsed and the earth sank, and Nuwa Huang refined stones to mend the sky. Since then, the world has been peaceful, and there has never been a world-destroying disaster... hiss, maybe what she mended wasn't the sky, but solved the experimenters from outside the sky?"

"A very bold guess." Palace Master Zhisha nodded, she thought so too.

"In this way, Nuwa Huang's position is a bit terrifying. Look, those 'gods' don't appear in the sculptures, only Nuwa Huang, which means that only she can solve this disaster, other gods are not qualified. Well, it doesn't rule out that the sculptures left by Nuwa Huang are deliberately beautifying herself..." Zhang Yuanqing's thinking became clearer and clearer.

His brain was running at high speed, searching for useful information, and suddenly his heart moved, and he blurted out:

"Apocalyptic disaster!!"

"I remembered something, Palace Master, Daoyao organization's predecessor, Daoyao Sect, once recorded an apocalyptic disaster. Could it be the one that Nuwa Huang experienced?"

He didn't explain what the Xiaoyao Sect was. Palace Master Zhisha definitely knew. This woman's understanding of the Xiaoyao organization was definitely far better than him.

"You actually found out about the Xiaoyao Sect." Palace Master Zhisha smiled. She stared at the content on the bronze stone slab and said:

"Based on the existing information, yes."

Zhang Yuanqing said:

"So the war predicted by the Light Compass points to the enemy as 'experimenters.' Well, let's temporarily call the guys who launched the meteorites experimenters."

"Combining the content on the paintings, we can interpret the Light Compass's prophecy. A disaster similar to the ancient times will happen again, and evil forces will destroy the whole world."

"But the Light Compass says 'sun, moon, and stars' return to their positions, and the key profession is Night Wanderer, not the Musician and Scholar controlled by Nuwa Huang. This is very strange."

Palace Master Zhisha thought for a while and said:

"Maybe the next person to play the role of savior is a Night Wanderer. The Light Compass saw the future, so it gave the prophecy."

Is this why all the major organizations are investing in Night Wanderers? Do they want to cultivate a savior? No, it's understandable for the orderly professions to do so, but why is Shura also investing in Night Wanderers? Shouldn't evil professions be committed to destroying the world...?

Zhang Yuanqing had just solved one mystery when he fell into a new confusion.

In addition, one of his previous guesses could be confirmed as wrong—The Way of the Extraordinary is the norm.

After learning about the apocalyptic records handed down from the Xiaoyao Sect, he guessed that ancient cultivators were not the norm, but were the survivors evolved after the disaster.

The cultivators before the disaster might be the same as today's The Way of the Extraordinary.

But now the content of the sculptures refutes this guess. In the era of Nuwa Huang, there was obviously no such thing as Spirit Realm.

It can be seen that Spirit Realm is really a product of modern times.

"That's not right..." Zhang Yuanqing suddenly said.

"What's wrong?" The Palace Master cast an inquiring look.

Zhang Yuanqing analyzed:

"Nuwa Huang is not right, and the experimenters are not right... Palace Master, if you were an experimenter, would you throw out the power that could fight against you?"

"Nuwa Huang is a bit unreasonably strong. As an ancient cultivator who grew up in contact with meteorites, she actually killed the experimenters? Could it be that we guessed wrong, and there are no experimenters at all?"

The Palace Master pursed her lips, thought for a while, and shook her head:

"Things are definitely not that simple. The content of the two paintings is short and cannot record too much information. It is too early to draw conclusions now."

After speaking, the two fell silent and stopped talking, slowly digesting these shocking pieces of information, and then looked at the last bronze plate.

The content depicted on it is relatively simple, with a total of two pictures:

One: A giant

On the big bronze tree, there are ten small suns, which are suspended on ten thick branches, like suns hanging on the treetops.

Two: When they leave the treetops, they become ten three-legged golden crows.

"There really were three-legged golden crows living on the Fusang tree in ancient times." Palace Master Zhisha glanced at it and said, "Another myth has been verified."

After speaking, she looked at the little gigolo beside her and saw him staring blankly at the first painting with a frown.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"The sun on the treetop looks familiar, I've seen it..." Zhang Yuanqing said in an uncertain tone, "The little sun that the Demon Lord used to restrain the Fallen Holy Grail looks very similar to them."

Of course, they just look similar, and it cannot be determined whether they are the same.

After all, it is just a sculpture and does not have a real aura.

Palace Master Zhisha's beautiful eyes under the mask moved, and she put her finger on her lips, pretending to think. "Nuwa Huang cultivated this bronze tree, it seems, to provide a place for the ten golden crows to live. Being so valued by Nuwa Huang, the level of the golden crows must be extremely high. I think they are the little suns you mentioned."

"Nuwa Huang is not simple, collecting so many terrible items." Zhang Yuanqing sighed.

She flew into the sky alone and solved a world-destroying disaster, controlled the highest things of the Musician and Scholar professions, and raised the ten sun crows in the blessed land of the cave.

No wonder Nuwa Huang is said to be the only person in myths and legends who has been confirmed to exist.

In addition, the Demon Lord said that the little sun is the highest level thing of the Night Wanderer profession, and the little sun is the golden crow. According to this meaning, collecting all ten sun crows is equivalent to controlling the "sun" in the Light Compass?

While Zhang Yuanqing was daydreaming, he suddenly heard Palace Master Zhisha exclaim happily, "The bronze tree is the place where the golden crows live. It has been scorched by the divine power of the sun for a long time and must have absorbed their power. Yuanshi, this Palace Master will give you a gift."

After saying that, she rushed out of the tree hole, holding her skirt.

Zhang Yuanqing didn't know what she was going to do, so he followed closely and ran out of the cave together.

Outside the cave, he saw Palace Master Zhisha riding the wind, her skirt and hair flying, like Chang'e flying to the moon, and flew to the lowest branch.

Zhang Yuanqing learned from the president and snapped his fingers: "Star Teleportation."

He transformed into dreamlike starlight and came to the Palace Master's side, and said, "What are you going to do?"

Even if the trunk of the bronze tree is scorched by the golden crow and becomes a material containing the divine power of the sun, they cannot move this towering tree.

Last time, when exploring Takamagahara with the high-level officials of the Chizuru Group, Zhang Yuanqing tested the hardness of the bronze tree. It was indestructible.

He also didn't believe that the divine tree that Nuwa Huang refined to provide a habitat for the golden crows could be destroyed by the Dominator. If the Dominator could do it, the ten sun crows, symbolizing the divine power of the sun, would have burned down the divine tree long ago.

In a sense, this divine tree is definitely a treasure, but they cannot collect and use it at this stage.

"I can make it give birth." Palace Master Zhisha smiled playfully.

What?

Zhang Yuanqing was full of question marks.

The Palace Master did not explain, and her red thread exploded, densely covering the tree trunk, like a red carpet with no end in sight.

Palace Master Zhisha said:

"Pregnancy is the core skill of the Siming. As long as I want, I can make everything in the world pregnant, and then use the nursing skills to allow the 'child' to be born smoothly."

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"The child will take away part of the mother's power, causing the other party to lose a level. You encountered the Holy Infant in the Yasha Sea, you should have a deep understanding."

"I have a deep understanding, and I never want to experience it again." Zhang Yuanqing recalled the scene that day, still feeling lingering fear and abdominal cramps.

She said "Hmm": "I will let the bronze tree give birth to the divine power of the sun."

As she spoke, Zhang Yuanqing felt the tree trunk under his feet begin to swell, just like his rapidly bulging abdomen.

Immediately afterward, the "red carpet" covering the tree trunk bulged, emitting a hissing green smoke, and a fist-sized golden flame burned through the red carpet and slowly floated out, suspended in mid-air.

The temperature around it rose rapidly, the air was burned and distorted, and waves of suffocating heat rushed

Face to face.

Zhang Yuanqing felt his face begin to burn, and his eyebrows and hair quickly became scorched.

Palace Master Zhisha quickly took out the Demon Refining Pot, opened the lid, and took the golden flame into it.

Then, she followed the same method to make the ten branches pregnant and give birth, squeezing out the divine power of the sun contained in the tree, and taking them into the Demon Refining Pot one by one.

"These solar divine powers are top-quality materials. You can flatteringly offer them to the Lady of the Three Dao Mountains, or you can ask her to refine them into props for you. The only problem is that their aura is too domineering and cannot be preserved in nature for a long time. Ordinary props cannot contain them and can only be taken into the Demon Refining Pot." Palace Master Zhisha wrapped the Demon Refining Pot with red thread, carried it on her back, and said with a smile:

"I'll keep it for you first."

Why do I have the sorrow of a middle-aged man who earns money but all of it is kept by his wife... Zhang Yuanqing muttered in his heart.

But what she said made sense and could not be refuted.

He harvested the real Source of Life, a clay doppelganger, and ten rays of solar divinity. He made a big profit. When I need these things, I'll take them from her... Zhang Yuanqing thought so and became happy again.

Next, Zhang Yuanqing returned to the bronze tree cave and took away the six bronze plates with Little Red Riding Hood.

Fu Qingyang was still waiting for his news. Although he didn't say it, Zhang Yuanqing could see that the boss was full of curiosity and desire to explore Takamagahara.

The information on the bronze plate was enough to shock Mr. Qian.

"Let's go!"

He couldn't wait to return to China.

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Boiled Soup Province, Huadu.

Xiahou Aotian, with a belly full of chicken soup and porridge, said goodbye to Brother Red Chicken and took a taxi to the old city.

According to the route given by Brother Red Chicken, he shuttled through the spider web-like criss-crossing alleys, gradually moving away from the shops and arriving at a secluded alley.

Deeper into the alley, after walking dozens of meters, he saw a small shop with a "Wanbao House" sign.

Xiahou Aotian squinted his eyes and looked through the illusion to see the inside of the shop.

——The illusion at the entrance of the shop is only at the Extraordinary stage.

When the levels are vastly different, even if he doesn't understand illusions, he can see through the falsehood with the naked eye.

"This is it."

Xiahou Aotian took out a cicada-wing-thin human skin mask and gently covered it on his face. The loose human skin touched his face and quickly tightened, twisting his facial contours.

Finally, it turned into an ordinary face.

Brother Red Chicken.

"The ordinary Brother Red Chicken won't attract attention wherever he goes. He's a natural supporting role." He touched his face with satisfaction and was about to enter the house when he suddenly thought that Brother Red Chicken had also entered the Qin Feng Academy.

So he quickly stroked his face and changed it again.

This time it was Xiahou Tianwen, who died a few months ago.

Dead people are the safest.

Xiahou Aotian was about to enter the store, but he felt that although Xiahou Tianwen was dead, he was still a member of the Xiahou family. Wouldn't it be obvious that he was trying to hide something by disguising himself as him?

So he rubbed his face hard again and changed his appearance.

But as he rubbed it, he was stunned. Who should he disguise himself as?

He didn't seem to have any friends.

He didn't usually think there was anything wrong, but when you need to disguise yourself as someone with familiar facial contours, you find that you can't remember many familiar people at all.

Yuanshi Tianzun had been showing his face frequently in front of him recently, but as a member of the loot-sharing group, he definitely couldn't use his face. The same goes for the other three.

Just as Xiahou Aotian was racking his brains, a lazy female voice came from the shop:

"Friends outside, stop monkeying around and come in."

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