I became a god by treasure hunting after arriving 500 years early Chapter 1039 - 633: Ancient Events (Part 3)

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Next cos the day of the dissolution of the Mo Sect.

A large group of craftsn stood on a Baiyu Square crying, the sound like pigs being slaughtered, could be heard for quite so ti.

But Lu Yuan, following his master "Duomu", gazed afar and found that where they stood was a vast Floating Mountain—nad "Kunlun Mountain". Upon Kunlun Peak, the sea of clouds surged like silver waves battering the sky, occasionally pierced by a white crane erging from the mist, its wings making a tinkling sound like striking jade; twelve Jade Towers hung upside down among the ice cliffs, the wind chis on the eaves swaying, emitting sounds of clear bells.

In ancient tis, on Kunlun Mountain there were Innate Spiritual Treasures, and a river nad "White Jade River", drinking its waters could awaken intelligence.

However, with the passage of ti, Innate Spiritual Treasures have long disappeared, and the White Jade River no longer could enlighten, but the last ritual of the Mo Sect remained to drink its waters here.

"Vast and profound is the void, the purple palace opens;

A glimr of spirit, illuminates the divine tower.

Heaven clears, earth stabilizes, return of the wise soul;

The three souls gather at the summit, the seven orifices shine bright!"

Immortal Crane presided over the entire ritual.

Lu Yuan also took a sip of the river water, crisp and cool, with a hint of sweetness.

"Plants have spirit, tals and stones contain essence."

"Now receive the rhy of the Dao, awaken your true spirit."

People couldn’t help but cry bitterly.

"Alright, stop crying. Even if Mo Sect is dissolved, we old folks will still be here."

"If you encounter difficulties in the future, you may also co to take refuge, the master will not let you suffer."

"You can always co back anyti."

Compared to the adults’ crying, the children instead showed a kind of delight, their eyebrows dancing with joy.

In Kunlun Mountain, apart from research, it’s all about research, life is dull and tedious. Plus, there are too many geniuses here, every year there are those who are extraordinarily talented, the internal competition is too intense.

Returning to their own tribe now, being at the top, that’s truly the comfortable life.

However, "Duomu" is different from the other children, he’s an orphan, adopted by Mo Sect from a young age, and has no so-called tribe to return to.

"In the future, it might be cold and lonely, but since you were just born, you probably don’t know what bustle is."

"Here’s sothing to eat." Duomu handed over two golden grasses, "From now on, accompany , staying on this mountain. Outside there is constant warfare, we seal the mountain for self-preservation, so you needn’t worry."

Lu Yuan opened his mouth, swallowing the golden grass.

A feeling of indescribable comfort spread from deep within, like a warm current throughout the body, making him want to groan in pleasure.

That Undying Giant Turtle ate a stalk but wasn’t satisfied, "Waga-ga," it wanted the one in Lu Yuan’s mouth, but Lu Yuan punched it, turning it over.

[Evolution Grass]

[Legendary Level·Natural Oddities]

[A plant that can enhance potential and purify bloodline, usually only grows where Innate Spiritual Treasures have appeared.]

For so reason, he felt slightly regretful, vaguely feeling it should be treasured, eating it directly seed too wasteful.

And the other craftsn continued to weep bitterly.

"The master will tell you a secret." Suddenly, Immortal Crane said, "I have so clues about the source of Infinite Qi."

"Look, that’s my ticulously crafted Ten Thousand Miles Mirror, able to see the world in the Chaos Sea! I suspect that Infinite Qi, cos from nurturing the Sea of Chaos."

Lu Yuan turned his head, and the "Ten Thousand Miles Mirror" stood firm on the mountain peak, like an oversized lid, its grade actually reached the Mythical Level.

Though roughly crafted, it had a grand simplicity that aligned with natural beauty.

"Once I find the truth and cut off the source of Infinite Qi, our Pangu Continent will naturally restore peace!" Immortal Crane was full of confidence.

Any Mythical Masterpiece requires a huge amount of effort, and its functionality is extrely powerful.

"Master, how do you plan to cut off the source? Our fighting power isn’t enough." A disciple questioned.

"Heh, Master Turtle is developing the most powerful combat weapons, stronger than those stained myths!" said Immortal Crane, "You’ll know when the ti cos, no need to worry."

"Master Turtle, wasn’t Mo Sect not developing those war weapons?"

Turtle Immortal clasped his hands together, looking arrogant: "If people don’t offend , I don’t offend them, changing with the tis. Those arrogant folks covet our Kunlun Mountain every day, don’t bla us for making more terrifying things."

"On our Pangu Continent, there are countless capable and ambitious people, why should you worry unnecessarily?"

Speaking of this, everyone’s confidence grew stronger.

The Turtle and Crane Masters are extrely intelligent and powerful, they were the first in ancient tis to drink the Enlightennt Spring Water, having lived long, their wisdom is unmatched by ordinary people.

And that Turtle-man seed to have invented sothing particularly interesting, smiling broadly with his turtle face: "Ladies and gentlen, please look, this is my latest creation, a myth, the Pangu Brain!"

"This thing can think for us, comparable to the computational power of a billion minds."

Lu Yuan widened his eyes, seeing an oversized walnut, its gray-white crevices forming a labyrinth, dizzying. And on this walnut kernel, were attached vines and insect compound eyes, its ugly appearance slightly uncomfortable.

In this era, creating myths seed a simple matter.

Especially for these Grandmasters standing at the peak, creating multiple "Myths" in a lifeti is possible.

A Myth requires not only manufacturing skill but also new Ideal Rules—from this perspective, being born early also has its advantages, the easiest fruits will always be plucked by predecessors, leaving the later generations to only gaze at the unreachable fruits in yearning.

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