Chapter 67 Goddess Statue (2) Seeking a Monthly Pass
This underground temple is very ancient, dating back thousands of years. During this period, the mountains turned into the underground, prosperity turned into desolation, and the imperial court also changed.
Over such a long period of time, countless sects have been replaced here. The people who originally offered sacrifices have been reduced to ashes.
Yang Ji originally thought that the gods of this temple had fallen in that era, and all that was left was an empty temple. But he did not expect that although the temple was empty, its glory was no longer there.
But the gods in this temple seem to have not been extinct. Although her breath is so weak, a newborn baby may be stronger than her.
"His!"
Yang Ji took a deep breath and quickly calmed down after the initial shock.
"This is also a kind of reward for good deeds. This god once protected the people, benefited everyone, and was widely loved. Now, despite the catastrophe, it can still maintain a trace of incense. This can be regarded as the sky has eyes, and it is a kind of recognition of her past deeds.
Give back.”
Yang Ji thought to himself.
The condition of the statue of the goddess is extremely dangerous and worrying. Although her breath has not been completely extinguished, it is not much better than annihilation.
Yang Ji wasn't even sure whether she was alive in this situation.
There was silence in the temple.
Yang Jiding remained motionless there, countless thoughts flashing through his mind.
Yang Ji didn't know how to save a god. This was beyond his ability and scope. And there were no relevant records in the scriptures he had read before.
The only one who can provide help at this time is probably the "dark statue" worshiped by the Tianyin Sect.
However, considering that the original statue of the god was ten thousand times more powerful and did not have consciousness, but was controlled by people, Yang Ji knew very well that it would be ten thousand times more difficult for the god of the ancient temple to recover.
And there is even less hope of restoring its former glory.
But just doing nothing. Letting a god who once benefited the people and was widely respected just annihilate and disappear underground, Yang Ji couldn't bear it.
He can't do this kind of thing.
Thinking of this moment, Yang Ji immediately stood up, clasped his hands together, and said respectfully:
"Junior Yang Ji accidentally stumbled into this place. I should have put up an incense stick to show my respect. But there is no incense, so I can only temporarily obey the authority. I hope the gods will not be blamed. The gods are here to protect the common people. I am deeply respected by this junior. It is so great.
Deshi should not be in such trouble. The younger generation is bold and asks the gods to please leave this place. In the future, we must choose a blessed place and build a temple so that the gods can enjoy the incense again. We will try our best to do it. If you offend, please don't blame the gods."
Yang Ji said this respectfully, without any distracting thoughts, and bowed deeply.
Although he had never met before and had never received any favors, this time, Yang Ji was willing and sincere to give this gift.
A stream of "sincere thoughts" emitted from Yang Ji and immediately sank into the body of the statue.
"Boom!"
The next moment, suddenly, the earth shook and the sky shook. The whole temple hummed and shook. Just above Yang Ji, a few tiles mixed with soil fell in front of Yang Ji.
The entire ancient temple also showed signs of instability.
"Not good! This place is going to collapse!"
Yang Ji was shocked.
The existence of this ancient temple depends entirely on a delicate balance. In fact, the fact that it can exist hundreds of miles underground was enough to shock Yang Ji.
It's a pity that when Yang Ji came in, he destroyed one of the walls and destroyed this balance. Now the temple is shaking and finally starting to collapse.
Yang Ji didn't have time to think too much, he grabbed the goddess statue on the ground and ran out quickly. When passing by the side room outside, unexpectedly, the snow-white "ancient armadillo" seemed to sense the coming danger, hum.
He shouted twice and ran out after Yang Ji.
"Buzz!"
When he ran to the breach in the wall where he came from, Yang Ji threw up the "ground boat", jumped into it, passed through the breach, and quickly escaped to the ground.
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Just when Yang Ji ran out.
"Boom!"
A sincere thought, starting from the underground temple, jumped in the air, suddenly jumped into the depths of space, passed through infinite latitudes of time and space, and submerged into an unknown and mysterious space.
No one knows where this space is. There is no time, day or night here.
As far as the eye could see, everything was pitch black.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, it was as if a thunderbolt flashed. Yang Ji's "sincere thought" was like a stone thrown into the water, causing ripples in the sky and triggering changes in this dark space.
Amidst the rumbling sound, a divine fire flashed from the center of the space. This faint light illuminated the entire void in an instant. In the vast dark void, thousands of small and large golden lights were suddenly reflected.
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Looking carefully, they turned out to be countless fragments of golden fragments. Some of these fragments were half-cut arms, some were parts of torsos, some were broken armors, some were broken halberds, some were fragmented faces, and some were dull eyes...
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Endless, thousands of them floating in the darkness...
These things seemed to have suffered a huge blow during their lifetime, were torn apart by a powerful force, and abandoned here.
"Hao...hao...ran energy..."
Suddenly, as if awakened by something, a weak but extremely powerful consciousness awakened from the depths of darkness, and there was a trace of doubt in the rumbling voice:
"There are actually ancient Confucian figures...worshiping...me..."
Following this realization, in the center of thousands of golden fragments, a giant golden eye the size of a millstone slowly rotated. There was shock in the eyes, but more of it was chaos, ignorance and emptiness.
"Buzz!"
Just for an instant, the divine fire that lit up in the center of the space went out again. The entire space fell into the darkness of before. However, this time it was a little different.
There was a buzzing sound, and it seemed like something was happening in the darkness, but it seemed like nothing was happening.
In just an instant, the fluctuations disappeared and everything became silent...
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Outside Tieguan Mountain, to the northeast, there is a towering mountain, with dense pines, cypresses, and poplars. The goose-feather-like snow is falling in the sky one after another.
In just a short while, all these pines, cypresses, and poplars were covered with a thick layer of snow. From a distance, they looked like pavilions and pavilions standing on top of each other, like a poem or a painting.
"flutter!"
Like a pine tree with two people hugging each other, with a flash of light, the snow on both sides parted, and Yang Ji drove the "ground boat" out of the ground.
"call!"
The cold wind blew by, and a few piles of snow fell from the treetops, sliding across Yang Ji's nose. He only felt the slightest bit of coldness. But soon, this coldness was replaced by excitement.
"Finally out!"
Yang Ji stood on the boat and looked at the endless snow country scenery in front of him. He couldn't help but laugh. Looking at the majestic mountains and rivers, his whole body seemed to be much broader.
"Sizzle!"
Behind him, a sound as soft as the wind came. Yang Ji's heart was moved and he turned around. He saw a snow-white creature lying on the ground boat behind him, making a hissing sound.
Seeing Yang Ji looking over, this snow-white creature immediately took a few steps forward, rubbed Yang Ji's pants, and hissed, looking affectionate.
When Yang Ji escaped, he finally took this "ancient armadillo" with him. Although this ancient armadillo may not necessarily die, Yang Ji still couldn't bear the thought of destroying its "home".
The thoughts of animals are always relatively simple. Or maybe he sensed Yang Ji's kindness. After putting it on the boat, Yang Ji felt that this ancient alien's view of him had greatly changed, and he was no longer afraid of him.
, on the contrary, they are somewhat close.
"Haha, come out."
Yang Ji smiled and patted its head: "This boat is my magical weapon. Now that it has come out, I have to put it away."
However, this armadillo cub was obviously very fresh about the experience of taking the "ground boat" and liked this place very much. After hearing Yang Ji's words, not only did it not come down, but it gathered itself together and joined each other head to tail.
"I like this place" and "I want to call this place my home".
Yang Ji shook his head in his mind. This ancient armadillo may have been affected by the genetic influence in its bloodline. It seldom goes out for activities and comes into contact with too few things. Therefore, it is very fond of the experience of boating on its own land. For someone like him,
Human beings who have been in contact with each other once are also very close to each other.
"This Earth Boat is just a magic weapon and cannot be used as a home."
Yang Ji squatted down, shook his head and said:
"Actually, you don't need to be afraid at all. The era in your memory has long passed. Many people may not recognize you when they see you. Moreover, with your ability, the entire mountain forest is your hunting ground, even if you are
When people discover it, they don't need to drill that deep into the ground. They just need to drill into the ground a little deeper.
The armadillo cub raised its head with doubt in its eyes.
"It's okay. Don't worry."
Yang Ji patted its head and comforted it again. With the ability of the "Ancient Armadillo", there is actually nothing to be afraid of. Its ability to dig holes cannot even be matched by a warrior driving an "Earth Boat".
Moreover, it has a bloodline inheritance and unique talents. Even if it is hundreds of miles deep underground, it can breathe normally. Based on its ability, there are really not many "warriors" who can catch it.
It's just that it obviously doesn't know it.
Finally, the armadillo cub seemed to understand this time, wagging its tail, and crawled out of the ground boat.
"It's almost time to practice today. It's time to go back."
Yang Ji thought of "The Book of Great Confucianism", which was just a little short of filling up the "Small Holy Words".
Just after walking a few steps, a rustling sound suddenly came from behind. Yang Ji looked back and saw a white "armadillo cub" following closely behind.
Yang Ji walked a few more steps, and the white armadillo cub followed a few more steps, as if he regarded him as his master and followed him wherever he went. (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better updated.
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