Opposite the sand mountain, about two kilometers away, a half-built pyramid came into Ning Tao's sight. The entire construction site was densely filled with slaves, craftsmen, and livestock.

There were slopes built on the pyramid, and a thick layer of sand was covered with a slope. Some slaves were transporting stones to the pyramid. They laid the ground under the stones, and some people sprinkled water on the slopes. Slaves and livestock were dragging huge stones upwards. The sand wet by water could reduce resistance, and the rollers carrying stones could slide faster on the slopes.

On the pyramid, brick-laying craftsmen piled up pieces of stone dragged up on it, from the outside to the inside, layer by layer.

The shocking feeling soon disappeared, and a smile appeared on Ning Tao's mouth. The mystery of how the pyramid, which has troubled mankind for more than two thousand years, was presented to him like this, so simple. Even someone who has never studied civil engineering can see that the ramp built around the pyramid is a temporary ramp. Once the pyramid is completed, the craftsmen only need to demolish the ramp.

Sometimes, the answer is actually around you that seems difficult to resolve.

Suddenly, the spectacular labor scene of building the pyramid shaking, and the built pyramid disappeared, and the dense crowds of slaves, craftsmen, soldiers and livestock also disappeared.

A woman in red appeared in the deserted desert and walked towards her.

It’s her again, the elixir of the ancestral elixir.

She has no name, and doesn't know where she comes from and why she exists. Everything about her is a mystery.

It seemed like I was walking in the garden, but the red-clothed Dan Ling arrived at the sandy mountain where Ning Tao's Nascent Soul was located.

"Come on...you come..." Her voice was far and near, giving people an unreal feeling.

Ning Tao didn't move, just looked at her.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time," she said.

Ning Tao still didn't move. He tried to catch her, but unfortunately he couldn't do it at all. But he never wavered his thoughts when he wanted to catch her. He was waiting for an opportunity.

The red-clothed Dan Ling circled Ning Tao, her steps were light and her long sleeves were floating, and she felt a bit like a wonderful feeling of Chang'e flying to the moon. A crisp laugh like a silver bell came from her mouth, and she looked so happy.

One lap, two lap...

When she turned to the fourth circle, Ning Tao suddenly rushed to the food, opened his arms and hugged the red-clothed Dan Ling who had just walked around in front of him.

result……

Hold it.

Unfortunately it's gone again.

He clearly hugged the red-clothed Danling, but he felt nothing, just like he hugged a phantom, just like he reached out to touch the child's head. He clearly touched the child's head, but his hand fell into the child's head, and he felt nothing.

That was when he had a physical body, and it was understandable that he could not touch it. After all, he was a modern person. How could his body travel through two or three thousand years in time and space two or three thousand years ago and come here? But now he is the Nascent Soul, and his pure energy is not in the face of pure energy. How could he feel nothing? You know, even Nepona, he still has feelings, and even fought with her. How could this red-clothed single spirit become a phantom?

Just as Ning Tao was surprised and confused, the red-clothed Dan Spirit flashed and disappeared.

Then, she appeared out of thin air at the foot of the sand mountain and walked towards him like a walk in the garden. She was still at the foot of the mountain before, but after blinking, she came in front of her again.

"Come on...you come..." said Dan Ling in Red.

I'll do you sister!

Ning Tao felt like he was raising a flame at a woman who was good at seducing and teasing. He was so funny that he was anxious and itchy, but she just refused to give it to him.

Suddenly, Ning Tao realized something, and the Nascent Soul returned to his body instantly. Opening his eyes, he was still on the top of the sandy mountain. The pyramid in the distance stood alone in the deserted desert. There were still a few tourists before, but now even those tourists can't see them.

The allergic reaction of Xunzu Dan's elixir disappeared, and the red-clothed elixir was naturally gone.

Ning Tao grabbed the immortal torch placed beside him, cut his palm and bleed, and released the spiritual fire.

The Immortal torch was lit.

Ning Tao held the torch in one hand and the Ancestor Pill in the other, then stuck out his tongue and licked the Ancestor Pill in the Ancestor Pill.

boom!

My brain trembled, and a brief darkness passed, and light entered Ning Tao's vision.

The town is still the same town, but the people are not the people I saw before. A team of Persian cavalry rushed into the town, wielding scimitars and slashing the Egyptians, men, women, elderly and children on the street, without any of them.

A Persian cavalry rushed over on a black horse like lightning, and the spear in his hand was in the same direction as a woman who had just run over Ning Tao.

puff!

The woman was shot through, and a mouthful of blood was sprayed out of her mouth, and the blood was splashed on Ning Tao's body.

But nothing was left behind.

The Persian cavalry shook his hand and retracted his spear. The black large size under his crotch hit the woman. The woman was knocked away and hit Ning Tao again.

However, Ning Tao still had nothing to feel, all this was just a phantom.

But just as the woman died of death, a vague thing drifted out of her body and threw it into the immortal torch.

Is that the soul after death?

It is not surprising that the Immortal Torch can draw the dead souls of the dead, because it is such a magic weapon, but it can be extracted by the Immortal Torch after two or three thousand years?

This is weird.

Ning Tao was shocked and shrouded in an undispelled mist. His understanding of the Immortal Torch was so pitifully small.

The void suddenly trembled, and a familiar figure appeared beside Ning Tao out of thin air.

Nebona came out, wearing golden half armor, her lower abdomen and long legs were exposed in the air. The lower abdomen was like flat snow, with delicate and delicate skin, but also had obvious muscle lines, showing strength. The legs were as white as jade, slender and straight, occupying two-thirds of the body, combined with her curved upper body, forming a perfect nine-head body figure.

If there are really gods in this world, then she is probably the sexiest and beautiful Valkyrie.

The last time she came out when the Immortal torch was extinguished, she was yelling that she was cold and even wanted to get into his body to seize his body. Later, his Nascent Soul went back and released the spiritual fire to ignite the Immortal torch, which made her go back.

Now, she is out again.

This time, she was released when the Immortal torch was lit. This was obviously related to what had just happened, not simply because he lit the Immortal torch.

Sure enough, as soon as he came out, Nebona said loudly, "Soul of suffering, please listen to me, I... who am I?"

Ning Tao said tentatively: "Are you asking me?"

"Who are you?" Nebona looked at Ning Tao, giving people a sense of dizziness and insanity.

This conversation and this look are all evidence of being in the same time and space, in the same place, and can also communicate.

Ning Tao originally wanted to say his name and identity, but when he spoke, he changed his mind again and said, "I am your master."

"Master..." Nebona's eyes were full of confusion.

Ning Tao said: "Yes, I am your master, Ning Tao."

"Ning Tao..." Nebona muttered Ning Tao's name, looking dazed.

Ning Tao continued: "You are Nebona, the guide of the dead soul, and the holder of the Immortal Torch."

"I am Nebona, the guide of the dead soul, the holder of the Immortal Torch..." Nebona repeated what Ning Tao told her.

The two have different languages, but they can communicate without barriers through whispers. In fact, Ning Tao does not understand Arabic either, but he understands whatever the people here say.

At this moment, a woman holding a child suddenly fell in front of Ning Tao and Nebona, and the child she was holding in her arms also fell out and fell to the ground. Before she could get up, a Persian soldier chased after her and stepped on the woman's back.

"Wow—Mom—" the child cried.

The Persian soldier waved the scimitar in his hand and slashed it at the child's neck.

In that moment, Ning Tao reached out to grab the Persian soldier's knife-holding wrist, trying to stop him from committing an offense.

However, he caught nothing, and his hand passed directly through the wrist of the Persian soldier. At that moment, the scimitar in the hand of the Persian soldier slashed the child's neck and cut off the child's head.

The child never cried again.

"No--" the woman screamed like crazy.

The Persian soldier's scimitar stabbed into the woman's stomach...

Although he knew that this happened two or three thousand years ago, someone committed a crime in person, but Ning Tao could not do anything. That feeling was really complicated. For him, a natural middleman between good and evil and the owner of the Tiandao Medical Center, this could even be said to be a torture.

But at this moment, Nebona suddenly sang: "Soul of suffering, please listen to me, Nebona, the guide of the dead soul, the holder of the immortal torch, I will guide you to the way back. Please look at the torch in my hand, the blazing fire light dispels darkness for you and gives you warmth. Come on, come with me..."

As she chanted, a faint blue smoke floated from the child's dead head, and then threw it into the Immortal torch. Then, a faint blue smoke floated from the woman who had just died of breath, and also threw it into the Immortal torch.

More and more dead souls float out of the bodies of different deceased people and thrown into the dying torch.

The flames of the Immortal Torch are getting stronger and stronger, and the blazing flames reflect the whole sky red, and even the earth, houses, and corpses are shrouded in a layer of bloody glow.

This scene is like hell!

Nebona suddenly reached out and grabbed the Immortal Torch.

Ning Tao did not stop her, he wanted to see what would happen next.

Huh!

A crisp sound came from the inside of the Immortal torch, and a trace of energy that emitted a gloomy aura floated out of the Immortal torch, and then flowed into Nebona's body.

"Wow..." Nebona's mouth sounded, and her whole body's spirit was different.
Chapter completed!