"clang!!"

"clang!!"

"clang!!"

The sound of this series of knocking is very regular, and each sound falls just right, neither fast nor slow. At the same time, it is heavy, and each sound is sonorous and powerful, as if someone holds a hammer and holds a nail, hitting it one by one on the high wall built by time, sounds entering the ears and hearts.

Ye Ku turned around and looked at Su Qingqing, and saw her beautiful eyebrows slightly clumping and her mouth slightly pouting. Obviously, she also heard the sound of knocking. The sound of knocking was very pure, without murderous aura, and there was no murderous intent hidden in it.

"Did you hear it too?" Su Qingqing raised her head slightly and met Ye Ku's gaze.

Ye Ku nodded as a response. Without words, the two of them gathered together tacitly, leaning back to back, guarding against this sudden and strange rhythm.

Su Qingqing should be unobstructed. Ye Ku calmed down and listened carefully, trying to tell where the sound came from. He was surprised to find that the five elements that were included in the spiritual consciousness were blocked by an inexplicable force. The sound of knocking was sometimes far and sometimes near. Looking ahead and suddenly behind, the "momentum" in this world fluctuated with the overlapping sound waves, and the "traces" of the fog also changed, which made people dazzled and dared not look at it for a long time.

The sound of knocking not only seemed to penetrate time, flowing down the long river of time, lingering in Ye Ku and Su Qingqing's ears, refusing to leave for a long time, but also seemed to hit some "joint" of this world, attracting the resonance of this world and creating endless variables.

After only a moment of watching, Ye Ku felt dizzy and quickly got out of the mysterious state. If he did not do so, he would use his spiritual consciousness to observe its momentum and would inevitably be backfired by it and hurt his soul.

Not far away, the stone tablet with the words "Zhong·Shu Tianque" was still standing quietly in place, taking a slanted momentum and slightly sloping towards where the two were. On this stone tablet that I don't know what to do, the green vines hang down, adding a bit of desolation.

"How?" Ye Ku was asking Su Qingqing. He had some guesses in his heart, but if he was in this situation, he would be doomed if he was not careful. In the end, it would be better to concentrate on his thoughts and be cautious.

Su Qingqing browsed and looked back at Ye Ku, raised her hand and pointed in a direction. She didn't know if it was because of her accident or she really felt something, but it happened to be exactly the same as the direction Ye Ku guessed.

"clang"

"clang"

At this moment, the sound of the knocking changed and gradually weakened, as if a blurry back gradually faded away and walked into the fog, so that it gradually became invisible and unheard.

"Let's go."

Ye Ku looked at the dilapidated tombstone deeply, and felt that the four words with a few horns on it were a little dazzling. This foggy land, which was originally like a paradise in the eyes of the two, became a little gloomy at this moment.

There is no sun and moon in the mountains, and there is no day and night in the hall, but whether it is Ye Ku or Su Qingqing, they all feel that the sky is a little darker and much darker.

The two of them followed the direction of the knocking sound, as if they were specifically to firmly resolve what Ye Ku and Su Qingqing thought. The road was smooth. The danger of the "track" was picked clean by a mysterious force. Although the fog was still changing, the crisis was gone.

They were all pounding in their hearts, but no one said that, they just identified a direction and walked firmly. Ye Ku vaguely felt that the scene around him was a little different from the original one, but that was all. It was too ethereal and difficult to capture, and it only made people think it was an illusion.

The mist was overflowing, like a big water that was coming from nowhere, overflowing through the dense forest.

Soon after, the two found another stone tablet, which was still located next to an ancient tree, circling by the fog, creating a foggy land.

It also seemed like a corner was missing. This stone tablet was slightly sloping like the stone tablet engraved with the word "Shu Tianque" that the two saw before. However, no green vines hang down here, which made Ye Ku and Su Qingqing slightly relaxed.

Before the two of them walked around the stone tablet, there were also words on the stele, but the handwriting was much blurry than the previous one. Su Qingqing had to squat down and carefully identify it.

"Zhong·Yang Jianyou"

At the same time, Ye Ku had already surveyed the foggy land centered on this towering ancient tree. He also saw only the tombstone but not the tomb. He returned to Su Qingqing with a slightly solemn expression.

On the stone tablet, there is a big difference between the three characters "Yang Jianyou" and the word "Zhong". It is like the stone tablet with the word "Shu Tianque" seen before. The word "Zhong" is regular, square and round, and extremely abiding by the rules. The name of the three characters is much more casual and unrestrained, as if he is unwilling to be bound by it, and intends to break the invisible constraints.

This is also an amazing figure who exists in the history of history. His cultivation can be called mysterious, but his most important attainments is not in cultivation, but in refining weapons. This "weapon" is not created out of nothing, but in making out of nothing, and "refining" existing weapons with his own way. This sage, named as the Lord, once held the Wuji Holy Soldier and suppressed a major disaster.

The disaster is a disaster, and Ye Ku can no longer remember the specific year. Even in that life, few people knew about Yang Jianyou. He was born before Shu Tianque, but he did not know when he died, just because no one could tell about his life and death for such existence.

Back then, after the disaster was over, Yang Jianyou's whereabouts were unknown and disappeared. The Wuji Holy Soldier he held also faded out of people's sight. These people seemed to be the one who saw the head but the tail of the dragon. It seems that they had died or were buried in this dense forest.

If only one person was buried here, it would be impossible to explain it by coincidence, but here it has been repeated, and again, from the Ming Yanjiu of Wanyan Temple to Shu Tianque, to Yang Jianyou, all legendary figures who have left a lot of inspiration in history, but they all died here. How can people not be surprised? How can they not be afraid?

"Only Ming Yanjiu's corpse is left behind... The 'tomp' is engraved on it, but there is actually a stele but no tomb. Maybe this place is not the burial place between Shu Tianque and Yang Jianyou. Although they have disappeared in the long river of time, they should not die here..."

The soul sea was filled with wind and waves, and Ye Ku had thoughts flying in his mind. Only he knew that even he didn't believe these words, he mostly comforted himself.

"Come on here!" Su Qingqing seemed to have discovered something, waved to Ye Ku, and signaled him to squat down, "There are still words on the ground, look!"

"The road ahead is broken, don't..."

There are indeed handwritings at the foot of the stone tablet, but the handwriting is very blurry and painted black, almost unrecognizable.
Chapter completed!