Everyone looked at this majestic underground palace in astonishment, with shock written all over their faces.
The underground palace has a circular shape, with a huge pit in the center, and twelve huge bronze columns standing at equal intervals on the outer ring.
It takes four or five people to surround the pillar, and its height reaches directly to the top of the underground palace that cannot be seen clearly.
"This...when did Wuling City have such a place?" Wang Dagui raised his head and looked around the underground palace, and couldn't help but sigh.
Such a huge building is still deep underground, so it is not easy to build it.
As a businessman, Wang Dagui instinctively calculated in his heart that even if he brought in all the people in Wuling City, he would not be able to build such a majestic building in less than ten years.
"It is said that Zhuyin is the god who controls the night and the soul."
"The palace where he lives has twelve divine pillars, representing his twelve most powerful divine generals."
"There is a huge soul furnace in the center of the palace. It is the divine treasure that evolved under the throne he controls. It is one of the sources of his power."
"The wall of the underground palace is called the wall of return. The souls of heroes who died fighting for him will be engraved on the wall of return. Under the light of the throne, they will gain eternal life."
"And this palace is also called the Temple of Eternal Night."
"This should be a replica based on the legend." Chu Zhaozhao stepped out at this moment and slowly spoke out the records he had read in ancient books.
After hearing this, everyone looked around and saw that the layout of the underground palace was indeed very similar to what Chu Zhaozhao said.
There were indeed many humanoid patterns drawn on the surrounding buildings, but the dim firelight in the underground palace did not allow everyone to see those images clearly.
"Miss Chu is indeed well-informed, and she deserves to be a master disciple of Tianxuan Mountain." Everyone was still surprised, but Song Guicheng said with a smile.
When Chu Zhaozhao heard this, she didn't pay attention to Song Guicheng's compliments. She just frowned and stared at him: "Didn't Commander Song just wake up? Why do I see that you are familiar with the road in this underground palace, as if you have been here before?"
Everyone had doubts about Song Guicheng. After hearing this, they all turned their eyes on him.
Song Guicheng shrugged his shoulders and said, "It's true that I just woke up, but before that, I was controlled by Zhu Yin for a period of time. Although my memory is blurry, I still have some impressions. Is this reasonable?"
Chu Zhaozhao frowned and was about to retort.
"what is that!"
But at this time, Wang Che's exclamation suddenly came.
When everyone heard this, they looked sideways and saw Wang Che standing on the edge of the underground palace ring, staring into the pit with horrified eyes.
Chu Qingxiao and others hurriedly stepped forward and lowered their heads to look there.
I saw that there was no legendary soul furnace in the huge pit, but a dilapidated Taoist temple.
Half of the Taoist temple collapsed, and shocking cracks can be seen everywhere on the remaining ordinary walls.
There are hundreds of peach trees around the Taoist temple, but they have long since died, and outside, there are sharp swords inserted upside down into the ground, wrapping the entire Taoist temple.
On the wall at the edge of the pit, billowing black energy is constantly pouring out, trying to pour into the Taoist temple. However, whenever the black energy surges in, the surrounding sharp swords will tremble slightly, and thin but pure swords will
Intent surged out, repelling the incoming black energy again and again.
It goes round and round, and I don’t know how many years have passed.
Chu Qingxiao's pupils suddenly dilated at this moment.
Broken images flashed through my mind...
The dilapidated city gate, surging Yin beasts, corpses all over the ground, and...
There was also an old Taoist priest, covered in blood, but he held his arms tightly and kept talking loudly.
"Chu Qingxiao!"
"do not forget!"
"Don't forget!" Chu Qingxiao's body began to shake at this moment. Wang Che beside him quickly stretched out his hand to support him: "What's the matter with you?"
Chu Qingxiao shook his head to calm his mind a little, then he pointed to the Taoist temple in the pit and said.
"That's where..."
"Xuandu Temple!"
…
"Xuandu Temple?" Most everyone knows about Chu Qingxiao's memories, and Xuandu Temple is undoubtedly the most critical part of it.
"Then what are those swords?" Chu Yueshan asked at this time, pointing to the deep pit and the densely packed swords inserted around the ruined Taoist temple.
"That's..." Chu Qingxiao frowned, trying hard to recall the memory of those swords.
But it's not easy.
His head began to hurt, as if there was a shackle preventing him from thinking of anything.
"That's Xizhou Jianjia's sword." At this moment, Song Guicheng slowly walked to the edge of the pit and looked down at it.
His face no longer had the playful look of the past, his brows were gloomy, and something seemed to be burning in the depths of his pupils.
So hot, so crazy.
"Xizhou Sword Armor..." Chu Zhaozhao muttered these four words and looked at the man next to her. At that moment, she suddenly understood where the man's madness and paranoia came from.
"Are they the people you mentioned who helped us defend Wuling City?"
"Then... what about them?" Chu Yueshan also asked in confusion.
As he said this, he subconsciously looked at Song Guicheng, his eyes touching, and the look on the other person's face seemed to have already given the answer.
Realizing that he seemed to have asked a question that he shouldn't have asked, Chu Yueshan's expression changed slightly, but he didn't need to explain anything yet.
"Those who disobey God will naturally be punished by God." A sudden voice suddenly came from the side.
Chu Qingxiao and others were startled and quickly looked sideways.
Not far from them, they saw a man in red clothes walking slowly.
The man had a slender figure and a handsome face, but his skin was so fair that it was almost pathologically fair, without any color at all.
"My lord..." After seeing the other person's appearance clearly, Cao Shugong frowned and recognized the other person.
Astonishingly, it was the official who was sent to Wuling City by the imperial court—Zhu Yuan!
After what happened in the past few days, everyone had learned about Chu Qingxiao's memories, and most of them had already concluded that Zhu Yuan was Zhu Yin's Wu Zhu in disguise.
Seeing the other party appear, everyone naturally looked nervous, and regardless of whether they were cultivated or not, they all tightly clenched the swords in their hands.
Zhu Yuan didn't care about the hostility in everyone's eyes. As he strolled towards him, two groups of black energy suddenly surged around him, and two figures emerged from the black energy.
And those two figures were familiar to everyone. They were Zhou Hengqiu, the magistrate of Wuling City, and the oiran fairy from Hongyufang!
The moment the fairy appeared, Mr. Luo trembled and almost couldn't help but stepped forward, but was grabbed by Song Guicheng beside him.
Song Guicheng looked at Zhu Yuan at this moment and narrowed his eyes: "Master Wu Zhu's life is getting worse day by day."
"Last time I saw you, Your Excellency was still cheering and cheering, so impressive. Are these two soldiers and generals from Wuling City the only ones left today?"
Upon hearing this, Zhu Yuan also looked at Song Guicheng, but he did not care about the other party's ridicule. Instead, he bowed to him politely and said immediately: "Commander Song, your demeanor is still as heroic as before."
Song Guicheng frowned, but before he said anything, Zhu Yuan's eyes turned and looked at Chu Qingxiao.
The expression on his face was gentle, as if he was looking at an old friend. He smiled and said: "Qingxiao, we meet again."
Such warmth and approachability made Chu Qingxiao feel uncomfortable.
"Qingxiao, doesn't this Zhuyin have a hobby in that area?"
"I heard that you beat him to a bloody head last time. Why is he so happy to see you?" Wang Che came to Chu Qingxiao's side and murmured in a low voice.
Chu Qingxiao rolled her eyes at Young Master Wang, and didn't know whether to admire his ability to joke at this time.
"Why are you doing this?" Chu Qingxiao turned to Zhu Yuan and asked in a deep voice.
Zhu Yuan smiled bitterly when he heard this. He stopped about a foot away from everyone and said, "We are old friends. Can we not start like this every time we meet?"
Chu Qingxiao frowned, he didn't understand the meaning of Zhu Yuan's words.
Zhu Yuan did not give Chu Qingxiao any more chance to think. He then said again: "Moreover, to solve each other's problems, the most important thing is not what I want, but what you want."
Chu Qingxiao heard Zhu Yuan's words ambiguously, but he didn't think that the other party was making a fool of himself.
He wanted to ask why the other party said this, but before he could say anything, a figure suddenly appeared from beside him.
But it was Song Guicheng!
I saw murderous intent surging in his eyes, as strong as substance, and the sword intent on the long sword in his hand was washed away, surging like a strong wind.
The sword intent gathered together, and there was a faint sound of dragon roar rising.
At this time, attack Xiang Zhuyuan and get directly in front of the opponent.
This sudden attack was so unexpected that no one had time to react. Song Guicheng's sword had already arrived in front of Zhu Yuan's face.
But there was no look of surprise on Zhu Yuan's face. He just slowly stretched out his index finger and lightly tapped Song Guicheng's sword edge.
clang!
A crisp sword cry rang out.
The sword that was once capable of destroying heaven and earth in everyone's eyes was stopped by Zhu Yuan's finger.
boom!
Immediately afterwards, a gust of strong wind swept away centered at the junction of the fingertips and the sword's edge.
Song Guicheng's body retreated several feet and hit the wall of the underground palace before barely stopping.
On the other hand, Zhu Yuan's figure remained motionless.
"Commander Song seems to like me reminiscing with brother Qingxiao, right?" He looked at Song Guicheng with a smile and asked softly.
"Bah." Song Guicheng stood up from the sunken wall, spat out a mouthful of blood foam, and looked at the other party with cold eyes: "I just don't want that brat to waste his time on a dying person."
"If I can cut your head off your neck, I can cut it off a second time!"
After Song Guicheng said these words, the sword intent around him surged again, and he immediately started to kill Zhu Yuan again.
"Humph!" Song Guicheng's words made Zhu Yuan frown, obviously these words hit a sore spot.
"Seeking death!" A trace of anger appeared on his handsome face, his red gown fluttered, and a pair of blood-colored eyes suddenly opened in the void behind him. A figure holding a long knife and wrapped in black energy suddenly appeared.
The blade wrapped in billowing black energy collided with Song Guicheng's sword. The black energy and sword intent strangled each other, and for a while no one could do anything to the other.
This level of battle is obviously not something that Chu Qingxiao and others can participate in. Even when the two fight, the scattered aftermath makes everyone unsteady and can only retreat continuously.
Chu Qingxiao held the sword in his hand tightly. He really wanted to step forward to help Song Guicheng, but unfortunately, under the aftermath, he couldn't get within three feet of the two of them, let alone hurt his hand.
Arrive at Zhuyuan.
Just when he was anxious, Song Guicheng's voice suddenly sounded in his mind.
"You brat, don't just stand there, go to the Taoist temple and find that Taoist priest!"