The mountain road was extremely ordinary, with no prohibitions or other inexplicable creatures blocking the way, so I moved quickly, and soon I saw the dilapidated mountain gate.
There are still ruins, and not even a complete room can be seen. At first glance, it is a desolate place. You can step on the rotten tiles and sigh constantly, but you can't help but feel a bit suspicious.
This sect is very large, even larger than the Tianyuan Sect. Even though it is now in dire decline, its past glory can already be seen. The giant cauldron in the ruins can illustrate this.
An ordinary bronze tripod was densely covered with runes, but it had no offensive power. If Su Fan was willing, he could break it with one palm. However, perhaps out of respect for this great sect, this bronze tripod actually came to an end.
It still exists.
The cauldron has become a bird's nest at some point. Several flying birds peck at and feed the newly born chicks. The chicks in the nest that have not yet grown wings look at the world curiously.
Suddenly a gust of cold wind blew by, and suddenly the clouds were dense, and the drizzle of rain fell instantly. In a panic, it actually created a barrier to protect the birds from the wind and rain.
Li Mingxuan smiled faintly at Su Fan and said, "I didn't expect that Fellow Daoist Su is also a person who loves life."
Seeing Su Fan's puzzled look, Li Mingxuan quickly explained: "People who practice Taoism are often cold and ruthless, and there are very few people who are so attentive to others. I think Su Daoyou's marriage is also perfect."
Hearing the word "marriage", Su Fan smiled lightly, then thought about Li Mingxuan and shook his head helplessly, saying: "The road to marriage is extremely difficult."
Perhaps seeing the change in Su Fan's expression, Li Mingxuan did not dwell on this issue, but looked solemnly at the mountain peak behind the ruins.
Su Fan briefly calmed down the distracting thoughts in his mind, and then asked in a low voice: "Is there a mystery above the mountain?"
Li Mingxuan frowned, nodded slightly, took out the map from his sleeve, and said solemnly: "The map shows that this place was once the ancestral hall of this great sect, and it was also the place marked by the ancestors who brought the map back."
This map is indeed very useful. Although the mountain road is ordinary, it is only if there is a map. Without a map, even if you walk for several years, you may not be able to get here.
Therefore, there was nothing suspicious about the mark on the map. Su Fan made some preparations and walked quickly towards Zeng Jin's ancestral hall.
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Under the dark clouds, there is a wilderness.
A true wilderness, with black dying weeds and an area with no water source for thousands of miles.
A group of people were walking on this wasteland. They were wearing extremely heavy clothes. Even though the sun was shining brightly, big beads of sweat kept coming out from between their hair.
Suddenly a heavy sound came, followed by a cry: "Someone has fallen."
The old man walking in the front with a cane looked as usual. He moved his old body with difficulty and walked slowly towards the back. He looked at the child who was only five or six years old and fell on the ground. He sighed and said, "Is there anything else?"
People can carry him on their backs."
"Patriarch, I don't know what danger I will encounter if I go here. However, all the men in the team are carrying children on their backs. This is a great waste of their physical strength. I am afraid that if they encounter danger, it will be difficult to deal with it."
A person in front of the old man had a sad face and said helplessly.
The old man lowered his head and raised his finger to place it between the child's eyebrows. After a moment, he said in a deep voice: "Take him with you, and the following team will catch up soon."
The words were very plain, but no one refuted anything. A stout man walked out from behind the team, carried the child on his back, and continued to join the team.
The old man's wise eyes stared at the heavy walking of the black clouds, and whispered: "As long as this black storm doesn't come before next night, it will be fine."
The middle-aged man next to the old man who had spoken before looked at the thin-faced entourage, and his face suddenly showed anger, and said: "Why do the seventy-two tribes want me, the Hetian tribe, to come to this ghost place?"
The old man shook his head slowly and explained in a deep voice: "This is an experience. All seventy-two tribes have to go through it. This time it is our turn, so we are here."
The middle-aged man snorted coldly and shouted: "Then why have the Pear tribe not participated in any bullshit training in the past hundred years?"
The old man suddenly turned around and glared at the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man immediately lowered his head. The old man raised his cane in displeasure and coldly snorted: "What Li Clan and Hetian Clan? We are all from the Wu Clan. If we hadn't learned from the Song Dynasty back then,
The thirty-six counties were divided into seventy-two tribes. Our Wu tribe could have wiped out all the Song people long ago, but it would be reduced to a place where the whole tribe's migration is unknown. "
The originally peaceful clan leader suddenly became furious, which made the middle-aged man shiver unconsciously. He admitted his mistake in a low voice: "What the clan leader said is true, but we are going to confront the Song people head-on. Will it be difficult?"
The old man frowned and pondered for a long time before saying in a cold voice: "It is indeed difficult to fight against the Song people, but over the years, our Wu clan has also placed spies within the Song people, so there is no need to worry too much. Besides, General Lan has been
We worked together to destroy them."
"General Lan." The middle-aged man's pupils shrank, and he repeated the old man's words in shock: "General Lan has been jointly destroyed."
The old man smiled proudly and said: "General Lan, who led thousands of troops and defeated our martial clan to a pulp, never expected that one of his own would kill him."
The middle-aged man could not calm down the shock in his heart for a long time, and his blank expression seemed to be frozen. After a long time, he sighed and said: "Then I don't know what else to do here."
The old man glanced at the darkening sky with a worried expression. He rubbed his fingers slightly and ignited a star of dark blue fire. As the old man threw it, the blue fire quickly flew into the distance.
"This time it is not for fighting the Song people, but for the gate outside the territory."
After the middle-aged man silently recited "Gate to the Outer Territory" several times, his eyes suddenly lit up and he exclaimed: "I wonder if Lord Demon Saint is still alive."
The old man closed his eyes slightly and continued: "It is impossible to say whether the Demon Saint is still there, but it is certain that the Ghost King has disappeared. The ghosts who have been left alone seem to have been pressed hard by the Song people in recent years.
"
The middle-aged man was silent for a moment, suppressing the shock in his heart, and then slowly said: "When the World Master sealed the gate outside the territory, he never thought that those ghosts could spread so widely in the world."
The old man shook his head and said disapprovingly: "If I say that the Demon Saint's deeds are bigger, he spent thousands of years cultivating to perish together with the World Master. Although it was not completed, the World Master also suffered some injuries."
The middle-aged man nodded with some understanding, and then asked: "The World Master can still stand up to the Demon Saint and Ghost King alone, but I don't know whether he is from my Martial Clan or Song Dynasty."
people."
The old man quickly opened his eyes, and then said categorically: "Of course he is a member of my martial clan, otherwise how could he withstand the full force of the demon saint's burning cultivation? It is impossible without a strong body.
"
After saying that, the old man looked a little embarrassed. After taking a short rest, the old man continued: "But I guess Jiezun also has the blood of the Song Dynasty, otherwise how could he use Taoism to such a level."
The middle-aged man smiled indifferently and murmured: "If it weren't for the Realm Lord, there's no way that my Wu clan and the Song Kingdom would be captured by those from outside the territory."
The old man closed his eyes again and continued walking on the wasteland. This scene seemed strange, but those who understood would know that the old man was sensing the ghost fire that he flew out.
With the help of a trace of induction in the ghost fire, you can detect dangers in places that cannot be detected by spiritual thoughts, so that you can respond in time.
"Actually, the four divine beasts under the Realm Lord are quite strange, but now they are kept in captivity by the Song people. Although they only have flesh and blood and no souls, they are enough to frighten the ghosts and ghosts wandering around the world."
"Mythical beast? It is said that the Azure Dragon Divine Beast seems to have half of its soul, but I don't know if it is true or not. I heard that it was integrated into the World Master's token back then, and it needs the World Master's blood to activate it."
"The Realm Master, who was so powerful, disappeared after that battle. This is really strange. There is no record of his whereabouts."
"In the spiritual world of the Song Dynasty, there is a kind of cultivation called peeking into the sky. It is said that people who reach this realm can reach the nine heavens and be on the same level as the gods. Perhaps the world master has reached that realm."
"Peep into the sky, peek into the sky. Perhaps the World Master really has a glimpse of the way of heaven, so he is willing to give up this world and look for a wider world."
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After walking for only half a day, we arrived at the ancestral hall within sight.
His feet were covered with dirt, exuding a familiar fragrance. He was completely unaware of his filth and continued to walk instead of flying.
The so-called ancestral hall is just a cave, but this cave is rather strange, as terrifying as a tiger's mouth.
Without much hesitation, the two quickly walked towards the cave.
The cave was not deep, so I quickly reached the end and saw Xueyun Fengshan and the others, so I judged that I had not gone to the wrong place.
Meeting these two people was expected, but I didn't expect to meet them here. I thought that there would inevitably be a life-and-death battle, but I didn't expect that they just glanced at each other in fear, and then they both lowered their heads and watched.
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It was indeed a matter of looking down, because the ground was densely covered with strange-shaped stones.
The cave is very big, but after four people stand there, it will seem a little cramped, especially when they stand separately, so it looks more careful.
However, no sign of the "ghost gate" was found. The tall tower in my mind, the mysterious man with strange runes, did not appear here.
The four of them took out the map and looked at it carefully, then put it in their sleeves again and continued searching without giving up, refusing to let go of any signs.
Suddenly, Su Fan felt that the jade pendant in his body seemed to be moving. His spiritual thoughts quietly penetrated the space, and suddenly found that he could penetrate deep into it again. In the space of the jade pendant, there was a dim soul that was churning crazily.
After thinking about it for a long time, I finally thought about the origin of this soul. The jade pendant in the Tomb of Hades forcibly sucked a trace of the ghost king's soul away from him, but I didn't expect to see his actions again today.
So for the first time, Su Fan truly believed in the mystery of this place.