There was no one to lead the way, so Long Chen found out when he went to the Emperor's Peak alone that there were no guards or checkpoints on the road to the Emperor's Peak, and anyone could go on it.
At that moment, Long Chen felt that it might not be that simple for the mountain master to let him reach the God's Peak.
The road is broad and winding, but because Emperor Peak is so big, the road is obviously curved, but it looks straight.
And Long Chen can guarantee that the path Elder Huang Xuan took him was definitely not this one. However, now that there was no one to lead the way, he could only go up by himself.
Walking, walking, the road ahead became two. Long Chen didn't know which one was right, so he chose one at random.
However, after walking for a while, there were two paths in front of him. Long Chen ignored them and did not make a deliberate choice. He chose one at will and continued to move forward.
Among the endless choices, Long Chen seemed to have entered a maze, but Long Chen did not panic and always moved forward at a specific speed.
I don't know why, but while walking on this maze-like road, Long Chen's heart felt calm, his soul was peaceful, and the purple blood in his body was peaceful.
The road ahead is endless, getting higher and higher, purple clouds appear, making it difficult to identify the direction, suddenly a cold feeling appears, Long Chen seems to be in an ice cellar.
"What a strong murderous aura!"
Long Chen was stunned for a moment and continued to move forward. Long Chen discovered that he had walked into a tomb without knowing it.
Tombs stand on both sides of the road. The tombs are endless and extend into the depths of the mist. The tombs on both sides are extremely simple. They are basically one grave and one monument, but there is a weapon lying on each tombstone.
As soon as Long Chen set foot in this area, he was attracted by the long sword on a tombstone. The long sword had been lying on the tombstone for who knows how many years, but even through the scabbard, Long Chen could sense the energy it emitted.
Outrageous murderous intent.
When Long Chen came to the tombstone, there was no name on the tombstone, but there was a sentence written on it:
"The way of heaven is destroyed, all dharma is exhausted, and it is difficult to be willing to die!"
Suddenly Long Chen looked at another tombstone. Next to the tombstone, leaning against the tombstone, was a spear. There was also a sentence engraved on the tombstone:
"It's hard to calm down. In the next life, the sky will weep with blood and kill the evil traitor!"
"Slay the evil traitor, step into the sky, and leave the shadows of heaven and earth to my will!"
"Let me do whatever I want, and take Jinghong with me, so why not fear that we will both go to the underworld!"
"Go to the underworld, howl in the wind, the Emperor of the Underworld and the Ghost Emperor kneel down to listen..."
When Long Chen whispered the words on the tombstone, at that moment, his heart was filled with shock, as if he was pulled into the chaotic battlefield, watching the passionate geniuses dying with hatred. Although they died, they
The hatred never goes away.
Long Chen reached out and touched the words on the tombstone. Each stroke was filled with hatred and unwillingness, but also with nostalgia and yearning.
The words on these tombstones are all engraved on the weapons next to the tombstones. The owners of these weapons have died, but these weapons have inherited their owners' will and are here to protect their owners.
Long Chen was in the tombs, looking at these tombstones that only left last words but no names, and his heart was filled with sadness.
From these weapons, Long Chen could feel the overwhelming pride of their owners. They were all real heroes, otherwise they would not be so loyally guarded by their weapons.
"Buzz"
Long Chen made a big move, and the long sword on the tombstone fell into Long Chen's hand, and Long Chen waved his big hand.
"choke"
The long sword was unsheathed, a purple flying rainbow crossed the sky, and the cold sword energy split the sky. It showed its sharp edge. After being silent for countless years, it seemed to have accumulated endless power, and it wanted to bloom its own light in this era.
"It's a pity that I can't live in the same era as all the heroes, but you don't have to worry, the person who will inherit your will will come soon!" Long Chen held the long sword and said solemnly.
These weapons are rare imperial weapons, and it is obviously impossible for a powerful Heavenly Saint to gain their recognition. Only those who have advanced to the level of Human Queen are qualified to challenge them.
These imperial weapons, their former masters, were all great figures. Ordinary strong men could not understand them at all. However, after inheriting the will of their previous masters, after hundreds of millions of years of precipitation, they could not wait to serve their masters.
Revenge was taken.
That fierce killing intent was their will for revenge. Thanks to Long Chen's super strong will, ordinary people simply couldn't bear that terrifying killing intent.
"Buzz buzz..."
These magic weapons seemed to be responding to Long Chen, flashing continuously. The endless tombs were like stars in the night sky, making Long Chen's heart sink.
What exactly happened in the Age of Chaos, and why did so many terrifying beings die so unwillingly?
"choke"
Long Chen sheathed the long sword and slowly placed it on the tombstone. From the long sword, Long Chen felt the aura of its original owner. He was a powerful emperor and a sword cultivator. Unfortunately,
, apart from these, Long Chen was unable to obtain any more information.
Long Chen took a deep breath and continued to move forward. He quickened his steps and wanted to pass through this tomb quickly. The atmosphere here was too oppressive, making Long Chen a little breathless.
Looking at those tombs, Long Chen was even a little scared. He was afraid that one day in the future, he and his confidante would be buried underground with endless hatred like these peerless powerful men of the Purple Blood clan.
The emperor-level powerful men, all so young and full of lofty ideals, eventually turned into graves. Their hatred was hard to overcome, leaving only the divine soldiers to pass on their will and see the future on their behalf.
After walking for who knows how long, Long Chen finally walked out of the tomb. The purple haze covering the sky also dispersed, and what he saw was a clear world. At that moment, Long Chen's heart seemed to become clearer.
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In front of you, there is a purple lake, like a huge purple crystal, reflecting the sky, mysterious and ethereal.
Looking at the lake, the distracting thoughts in Long Chen's heart seemed to be washed away in an instant, and the endless troubles could be forgotten in an instant.
"This should be what the Lord of the Mountain is talking about, right?" Long Chen looked at the lake and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
This is indeed a good place to practice. There are too many things on his mind, and he has absorbed so many runes in Ziyun Pavilion, which makes it even more difficult for Long Chen to calm down.
And here is a treasured place for cultivation. Long Chen can use the power here to help him practice. Long Chen is also a person who has seen the world. He can tell at a glance that this lake is definitely extraordinary.
However, Long Chen originally thought that this place was already the top of the mountain, but then when he saw the mountain peaks reaching into the sky behind him, he realized that this place was still halfway up the mountain.
"No matter what, it's best if you can understand it here. If you can't understand it, it's not too late to climb up."
Time was running out, and Long Chen didn't want to waste any time. He flew to the center of the lake and hugged Yuan Shouyi. Endless purple energy rose up around him, and billions of runes spread out quickly, covering the entire lake in an instant.
However, just when Long Chen began to practice and comprehend, in a corner by the lake, an old man covered in oil and with messy hair like a beggar woke up from next to the fire.
However, when the old man woke up, he didn't open his eyes first. Instead, he stretched out his trembling hands and groped around the fire. When he touched a wine gourd, he suddenly became energetic. His hands stopped shaking and he opened the gourd.
Stopped and took a deep breath:
"Wow, so exciting!"
The old man let out a very satisfied admiration, and then slowly opened his eyes. When Long Chen's figure came into his drunken eyes, he suddenly opened his eyes wide, and he suddenly woke up from the drunkenness:
"Trouble, this guy shows up, I'm afraid my happy days are coming to an end. Forget it, it's coming to an end anyway, why not drink some more and get some sleep!"
Gudong, Gudong...
The old man drank a few more sips of wine, and suddenly his eyes became hazy again, and he continued to sleep with his pillow on the wine gourd.