Following the path pointed out by Ning Miaomeng, Wang Hao walked forward slowly.
The road is easy to identify, paved with a layer of golden light, and the surrounding strange black fog, like a sea of clouds, cannot be penetrated by a trace.
This is the real Golden Avenue.
Wang Hao was secretly frightened. The little Taoist nun who had awakened some memories also became more and more powerful. This must have used some kind of secret technique to illuminate his way out with gold foil.
However, after only walking for more than a mile, Wang Hao saw another shocking scene, and there was another pile of bones in front of him.
However, compared with before, these corpses did not rot into ashes, and their death time was not long.
Wang Hao walked up and observed carefully, and saw dozens of white bones one after another. According to the degree of weathering, some white bones have been around for thousands of years, while some are only hundreds of years.
"Strange, these people... haven't died for a long time."
Wang Hao was a little confused. The unknown ancient ore was full of mystery. It had not been manifested in the earth's space before, and there was no record for thousands of years that could be found.
This shows that these white bones that have only been around for hundreds of years were not the Earthlings, because they could not have come to this ancient mine hundreds of years ago.
"There are words on the stone wall!"
Wang Hao suddenly found lines of crooked words engraved on the stone wall next to him.
He didn't know any of them, as if they were written from the ancient times.
Wang Hao was very curious and took out the ancient book that Ning Miaomeng gave him, which covered the ancient characters. Compared with the font on the stone wall, it was indeed the ancient characters.
He probably searched for a long time and finally translated a line of engravings on the stone wall.
"I, Zhang Lingsong, the Zhang family in the small world of Lingxu, accidentally entered the ancient demon mountain and was trapped for 30 years. When I was dying, I missed my wife and children at home, and I hated that I could not meet again in this life..."
Wang Hao frowned slightly. It turned out that he was from the small world of Lingxu, not the earthlings. This would be explained.
However, in Zhang Lingsong's mouth, the unknown ancient ore turned out to be the ancient demon mountain. Could this be the name of the unknown ancient ore in the small world of Lingxu?
"The unknown ancient ore is too big, covering many worlds, and may appear in many small worlds, but each one is just a corner."
Wang Hao suddenly remembered Ning Miaomeng's words. It seems that the unknown ancient ore has also manifested itself in the Lingxu Small World, but it is only a part of it. It is called the ancient demon mountain by the Lingxu Small World.
Then, Wang Hao looked at the scattered bones around him. One of them must have been from Zhang Lingsong, but I don’t know which one it was.
Then, Wang Hao's eyes looked at the second line.
Anyway, there is still half an hour and only a few miles away. He has enough time to study the engravings on the stone wall to understand some secrets of ancient or other worlds.
The second line has only a dozen words, with a powerful brushstroke and contains a kind of Taoist aura, which makes people feel that there is a breath of a god flowing, as if a god king is standing in front of you.
Wang Hao only took a look and felt dizzy, and his mind seemed to be sucked into it.
He was shocked. Looking at the dark traces of the second line of characters, the mottled fonts, it was probably engraved for tens of thousands of years, but after so long, these characters actually have such a powerful Taoist connotation, which is shocking!
The person who carved this line of words was absolutely incredibly powerful!
When Wang Haobi translated the lines of the ancient books, his body shook and was scared to death.
"I, the small world of Lingxu, the first saint Wang Zongjue, come to Taichung to visit the ancient demon mountain to find the opportunity to prove the truth!"
Wang Hao almost squatted on the ground, Saint King?!
A saint is the ultimate in cultivation. There is a great saint above a saint, and a saint is the saint above a saint!
If the Holy King goes further, it will be the quasi-emperor!
Oh my god, the owner of this line is actually a saint king, an existence that is even more terrifying than the Great Sage of Jiuyou!
A trip here?
It turns out that he is the saint king, and his spirit is really too great. The famous ancient mine is full of strange and mysterious forbidden lands. He actually enters the mountain with a tourist mentality.
Of course, this saint king must have not come in to play. The last half of the sentence has already expressed his purpose, and he came here to find the opportunity to prove the truth.
Wang Hao was shocked. The unknown ancient ore was really terrifying. There was the opportunity to become an emperor, and even the saint king was attracted.
He was very curious about the ending of the saint king named Zong Jue, and whether he had any chance to prove the truth.
However, Zong Jue left only this sentence on the stone carving, and there was no more words.
Wang Hao looked at the other engravings on the stone wall, including a line of beautiful handwriting, like a lotus in the water, fresh and refreshing, as if there was life.
"The Holy Maiden of the Divine Pool Zhu Qinghan is seeking the spiritual master Ye Wei'ang and stay in the ancient demon mountain."
Wang Hao was very surprised. Although he didn't know who Zhu Qinghan was, the four words "Saint Maiden in the Divine Pool" were absolutely extraordinary, and not everyone could call it the Divine Pool.
And the spiritual master Ye Weiang...
Wang Hao suddenly remembered the Spirit Heavenly Master who died in the hall. It must be him. It turned out that his name was Ye Wei'ang.
It is obvious that Ye Wei'ang never went out after entering the unknown ancient mine, which attracted the Saint of the Divine Pool to search.
In just a few short words, the Saint Maiden of the Divine Pool revealed the deep affection and friendship with Ye Wei'ang, and she risked her life to search for it.
Unfortunately, the ending was a tragedy. Ye Wei'ang died in the ancient mine, and the Saint of the Divine Pool must have turned into a red pink skeleton.
Poor, the Saint of the Divine Pool may not be able to find Ye Wei'ang until his death, and he could not die together even though he died.
After all, there were only Ye Wei'ang's skeletons in that hall.
"Alas... I ask what love is in the world, and it is to let people agree to life and death. Ye Wei'ang is also a romantic person, and the Saint of Shenchi is even more infatuated. If you have a lover, you can't get married. It's so sad and lamentable..."
Wang Hao sighed.
What I saw and heard before, as well as the few words on the stone wall, outlined a sad and beautiful love story in his mind.
"The Spiritual Heavenly Master and the Saint of the Divine Pool..."
Wang Hao murmured, at this moment, he has obtained the inheritance of the Spiritual Heaven Book and will become a Spiritual Heaven Master in the future. Should he hook up with a saint from the God Pool to write a perfect ending for this sad story and make up for the Ye
What are the regrets of Wei'ang and the Saint of the Divine Pool?
"Damn, what am I thinking?"
Wang Hao shook his head and threw these distracting thoughts in his mind out of his body.
I don’t know how many years have passed, and it is unknown whether the power of the Shenchi exists or not.
In fact, what he was most interested in was Zong Jue, and he wanted to know how this saint king was going on later.
Unfortunately, there is no record of Zong Jue on the stone wall.
"Oh... let's go."
Wang Hao shook his head and decided to continue on the road. It is not advisable to stay here for a long time.
The unknown ancient mine is so terrible. The Lingtian Master and the Saint of Shenchi are both here to hate each other. Most of the saint king is also a tragedy. Because there are only about ten emperors throughout history, he has never heard of any sect stubborn emperors.
When Wang Hao was moving forward again, for some reason, he felt like someone was peeping at him.
He suddenly turned around and looked behind him. The back was empty, with nothing but those bones.
"Strange, I really felt a pair of eyes watching me from behind, but nothing."
Wang Hao murmured, his hair all over his body stood up, and he felt very nervous.
This is an unknown ancient mine, an extremely strange place, with many mysterious and unknown existences. If you target him, it would definitely be a disaster.
brush!
The feeling of being peeped became even stronger. Wang Hao was so scared that his hair stood up. He ran away directly, exerting his strength to feed himself.
"Little...young man, no...don't run, come back..."
At this moment, a faint voice suddenly came into his ears, scaring Wang Hao to the point of no expression and jumped up on the spot.
"You... who are you? Don't scare me, I... I have someone in this mine, you... don't have an idea for me." Wang Hao looked around, with goose bumps all over his body, his voice trembling slightly.
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"well……"
A long sigh was very weak and seemed to die at any time.
"You...who are you? Don't hide and seek with me, just come out if you are a man." Wang Hao looked around, feeling furious in his heart, feeling that he was getting evil.
"I... Saint King... Zong Jue."
The weak sound was inaudible, as if the candles swaying in the wind were about to be extinguished at any time.
However, these words sounded like thunder in Wang Hao's ears.
Oh my god, the saint Wang Zongjue...he is still alive!