When the sound of the dragon's cry resounded throughout Julong Mountain, two huge doors were seen in the distance, slowly opening.
There is a stone door not far ahead, about thirty feet wide, and the inside is pitch black, bottomless.
One place is on the cliff above, three hundred feet higher than here. There was no trace at all before, and it was only when it was opened that it appeared in front of everyone.
The nine-headed dragon statue is coiled outside the door, which looks extremely solemn and gives off a bit of a spooky atmosphere.
The next moment, the words of Xuan Taiji spread throughout the world: "This Dragon Gate was left by the Yunhuang Martial Saint Longying, the old man, before he left, to strengthen my Yunjie Martial Arts, and it will benefit all directions. Therefore, no matter what clan or sect you are born in,
, everyone can come in and watch. Today I, Xuan Taiji, only want to say one thing, I hope that after you come in, remember the four words 'harmony is the most precious'!"
When the voice fell, it seemed that Long Ruo and the others immediately rose up with their weapons in the air. Dozens of brilliance rushed into the inner door one after another.
When the 20th person arrived, the stone door also closed tightly with a bang.
And many of the eighth-level powerhouses here have relaxed expressions and smiles on their faces at this moment.
Zong Shou sneered secretly, knowing that these powerful men from famous sects were not really so kind and only came here to maintain order.
Most of the reason is to protect the quota of these twenty people and prevent others from entering first.
The rest of the people also swarmed toward the outer door below. However, most of them were stopped. However, those who had obtained a quota in advance could enter directly by measuring out the number plate.
Although there is no limit on the number of people at this outer gate, the order of entry is different.
Zong Shou was the owner of this place, so there was no need to take out the few small wooden signs that Cang Sheng Dao got for him. The two of them walked to the door in a grand manner, and no one came to stop him.
Ling Zongshou felt very regretful. His original intention was to sell some places so that as a landlord, he could bring a few more people in with him and make a small profit. But for some unknown reason, no one came to contact him.
Then he was quite curious and asked Jin Buhui: "I thought Brother Jin would go in directly from the inner door this time."
"We, Haoxuanzong, have only been allocated two places this time. Several seventh-level brothers are not enough. How can I, Jin Buhui, get a share?"
Jin Buhui also had a depressed look on his face, then he reached into his pocket and took out ten tokens for entering and exiting Julong Mountain, and said bitterly: "I really suffered a loss this time, I spent a lot of money before.
, I just got a few tokens from some uncles. I heard that the business was extremely popular in the past, but this time I couldn’t sell them—"
Zong Shou secretly admired them and thought that heroes really have the same views. After pondering for a moment, he said thoughtfully: "There are so many people coming that the sects cannot stop them for too long."
"That's it! In the past, when there were few people, it was natural for the various sects to deal with it as they pleased, but now even our Haoxuan Sect does not dare to offend so many of our comrades easily. No one is a fool!"
Jin Buhui was deeply convinced and said with a hint of clarity in his eyes: "These people are not really here to take photos of this Martial Saint——"
Zong Shou smiled and stepped in first. He was even more surprised. What on earth was it? It attracted so many people?
After walking through a long corridor, there are nine forks in front of you, some are wide, some are short and narrow.
But without exception, they were all shrouded in powerful martial arts ideas. When he stepped here, Zong Shou also felt a slight pressure in his soul.
There is no surprise in my heart. The idea of the Martial Saint will become strong when it is strong and weak when it is weak. If he is really a useless person with no cultivation, I guess the situation at this moment will be similar.
Just as he was looking at these forked roads to see if there was any mystery, he heard Jin Buhui laughing next to him: "There is no need to hesitate here, just take your pick! Everywhere in this cave is connected. Over the past ten thousand years, there have been people
I have tried to find the secret, but no one has been able to succeed."
Then he handed over a few scrolls and said: "This is a map drawn by my senior brothers and uncles based on their impressions a few times ago. The terrain inside is said to change every hundred years. Every year
After the sub-gantry is opened, everything is different. But it turns out there are some similarities."
Zong Shou opened a scroll and saw that the roads were extending in all directions and were extremely complicated. There were many marks here. Words such as 'Where the Sword was Enlightened', 'Fragments of the Sword Art', and 'Suspicious Places' were all over it.
Above. Many places may not have been explored and are simply blank.
After waiting for him, he jotted down the map, and when he looked up, he saw that Jin Buhui had already taken the lead and walked to the entrance of a cave. He looked slightly startled and asked, "Brother Jin, what is this?"
Past?"
"Of course I'm going to find my own opportunity."
Jin Buhui turned around and waved with his chubby hand: "I, Lao Jin, have always been a loner and like to eat alone. Everyone's luck is different. Jin Buhui doesn't want to usurp other people's blessings.
, and I don’t want others to share what I have on Jin Buhui’s plate, anyway.
It all depends on luck. By the way, I forgot to mention it. Legend has it that there are three places in this cave where you can enter the inner gate area. However, in the past ten thousand years, no one has been able to do it. Brother Zong can work hard. Say
Maybe you and I can still meet up there. Farewell!"
Watching the shining golden figure go away, Zong Shou couldn't help but smile. Jin Buhui's move was exactly what he wanted. Although the words are unpleasant, they are more straightforward, and this surname actually makes people happy.
At that moment, he put away the map and took Zong Yuan into another cave entrance.
After entering, I saw that the path was winding and winding. It was exactly as Jin Buhui said, completely different from the last time the dragon gate opened.
Except for the nine cave entrances that were the same when you first entered, the rest have changed.
However, if you look carefully, you can find some traces. For example, the positions of some passages and stone chambers have actually moved, or sunk and floated. The general veins can be vaguely discerned, but it is not that there are no similarities.
He felt grateful immediately in his heart. If Jin Buhui hadn't gifted him this picture, he would have been confused and confused by this maze after he came in.
After walking for half an hour, Zong Shou had vaguely figured out some clues.
"That place is, it should be not far from here -"
The place Zong Shou is looking for is a stone room. According to the mark of "Enlightenment of the Sword" on the map, it should be a place where people can understand the true meaning of the sword.
Zong Shou first knocked on the stone wall, only to hear a muffled sound. It was obvious that the stone wall was extremely thick.
When Zong Shou slashed with the Thunder Wing Sword again, he only made a half-inch long scratch on the stone wall.
Then a moment later, I saw that the scratch was gradually healing!
Zong Shou couldn't help but shook his head slightly. He had tried many times before, and the results were always the same. The idea of directly opening up these cave walls seemed to be unworkable.
He didn't feel disappointed, but instead frowned and fell into meditation.
There should still be some kind of mystery, but others haven't discovered it yet.
And it must be closely related to the nine caves at the entrance.
"This place is Julong Mountain, and there are nine dragon veins gathering at the bottom. Could it be that the terrain in this cave changes based on these dragon veins?"
Although Zong Shou could not remember the trend of the dragon veins at the foot of Julong Mountain, he could estimate it. He quickly opened all the maps given by Jin Buhui.
Then a moment later, he smiled. Although this guess was wrong, it was not far off. Of course, it couldn't be as simple as he thought. There must be something missing.
I feel a slight headache again. I remember that in the God Emperor game, what he hated most was opening up new dungeons and new maps.
Unless you have no choice, you will always have to wait until the progress of other people's dungeons reaches more than 70% and the complete strategy is almost summarized before going there. Although you can just sit back and enjoy the results, you are still a step behind others, but it saves more time.
Like Julongshan Longmen, in later God Emperor games, it was at least a large level.
I don’t know how much I can gain?
After a brief moment of reflection, Zong Shou continued to move forward. This time, it was as if he was familiar with the road. In just a moment, he found the place marked 'Sword Enlightenment Point' on the map.
It is a stone chamber with a radius of five feet, which is exactly the same as the mark on the map.
Everywhere else in this place is dark. But here, there are a few night pearls shining with dim light, making this small room bright.
As soon as he entered, Zong Shou was attracted by a row of murals. There were thirteen murals painted on the left and right walls.
Zong Shou's gaze fell directly on the seventh picture on the left. It was a scene of two giant dragons fighting in the sea of clouds.
The painting is extremely rough, and according to people from ten thousand years later, it is close to a kind of art called "abstract art".
But it seemed to be a magical force that attracted Zong Shou's mind. The scene in front of him also began to change, as if he was immersed in the scene.
Only one ice and one fire were seen, and two giant dragons were tumbling and entangled in the vast sea of clouds. The power of the cold flames caused the surrounding clouds to freeze suddenly, condense into frost and fall, and then evaporate and turn into mist.
The fierce roar of the dragon shook the eardrums. The blue and red scales were torn off, and the golden dragon blood also spilled drop by drop.
The two giant dragons are both scarred and shocking.
Zong Shou was watching intently, when he suddenly saw the red dragon shadow. It roared towards him. It suddenly abandoned the ice dragon and swooped down towards him.
Zong Shou raised his eyebrows slightly, then gave a cold laugh and said the word "get out".
The illusion in front of him immediately collapsed piece by piece. The two fighting dragons also disappeared without a trace before his eyes.
The murals have also returned to their previous extremely 'abstract' appearance.
Zong Shou looked at the other murals, but they were all different. Only a dozen of them could put him in an illusion, but the rest had no reaction at all.
However, these murals, without exception, are all related to 'dragons'.
Besides the picture of the two dragons of ice and fire fighting each other, what Zong Shou pays most attention to is another one. A mural of a giant dragon with thunder shining around it and coiling around the sky.