The sudden bright lights made it difficult for everyone's eyes to adapt...
They endured the soreness and pain in their eyes and squinted to see clearly what was going on here. After their eyes gradually adapted to the light here, they all stared dumbfounded at the grand hall not far away.
The hall is very large and spacious, and at the same time it is a little quaint. Perhaps it has been a long time since anyone came here, so the hall is covered with dust and looks a bit shabby.
"What a miracle..." Located deep in the center of the earth, a huge palace appears. Such a ruin cannot be made by ordinary people. And the lights displayed in the palace...
Everyone was shocked and couldn't find any light source. But how did this sudden light come about? There were no lights or light sources. This place was full of mystery and weirdness.
"Look there..." Someone pointed to the corner of the hall in the distance, and you could clearly see the scars here and there. It seemed that there had been a fierce battle here. Sure enough, someone found the corpse, which verified that a battle had taken place here.
"Incredible, really incredible." Han Ping and Zhong Yuntian stood side by side on the edge, looking at the sudden appearance of the main hall. What happened to make this main hall hidden deep underground? In other words, the main hall was originally built underneath.
Han Ping's senses quickly determined that a fierce battle had taken place here. There were corpses everywhere. It seemed that they had been left for too long, and many of the bones were turned into fly ash.
"Look at the murals..." Someone with sharp eyes saw the murals on the pillars of the main hall. Each one was lifelike, as if they really existed. "Why can't I see the people in the paintings moving..."
"Yes, it's true! The people in the painting are moving..."
Everyone was shocked. The person in the painting on the pillar was actually moving?
"Everyone, be careful, there is something weird here." Some brave people tried to walk towards the main hall and took a closer look at the scrolls on the stone pillars. "Look, there are writings here..."
In an instant, a group of people gathered around the pillar. Everyone looked at the words under the stone pillar with wide eyes.
However, the characters on this stone pillar were very special and none of them could recognize them. They could only stare and scratch their heads at a loss.
"Is there anyone who knows ancient Chinese characters? Come and translate..." They are all a special group of people. It is very likely that there are talents in some fields among them. After that person said hello, a few old men came over.
There are also a few young people.
The old cultivator also leaned over.
"This is an ancient text that is generally unrecorded. I have seen it in ancient family books, but I can only recognize less than a hundred characters!" An old man said ambiguously after seeing several characters and feeling that they were somewhat similar.
Nangong Leng, who was standing by, was still smiling. He had encountered this kind of writing before. It was not an ancient writing at all. On the contrary, it could be said that it was not a kind of writing. It was a kind of spell!
A very special kind of existence in the world of cultivation. The combination of several special symbols will form some weird and wonderful effects. It doesn't mean anything, it's just a weird and wonderful thing that requires special magic.
Get up and running.
The old man who looked like a scholar shook his head and roughly translated a few words. It was completely wrong and left everyone confused.
Without a matching spell, this spell is just a few unknown symbols.
Unknowingly, the number of people entering the hall reached one hundred. At this moment, the hall changed again under the astonished eyes of everyone. A transparent and slightly perceptible light shield suddenly covered No. 100.
Everyone gathered around the central hall, as if someone had triggered something.
"Buzz..." Suddenly, there was a buzzing sound in everyone's ears. It came suddenly and without warning.
"This is..." The sudden sound woke everyone up, and everyone looked at the others around them in horror. They didn't know what the sound was, but at that moment, something suddenly appeared in their minds.
A person is meditating!
"How many years have passed since someone came here again..."
It seems to be a mark, and someone triggered a certain condition, causing the hall to automatically start this mark.
"This is the last mark left by the master, the only mark left by the master before the battle..." The voice was filled with a trace of sadness, affecting the mood of a hundred people in the hall. Even Han Ping was no exception.
I was affected by this sudden sound, and felt sad and filled with emotion.
"Since you are here to find your destiny, let's start..."
The voice didn't say much, but Han Ping and others felt incredible.
"What kind of place is this? Why does such an incomprehensible thing happen?" Some people find it difficult to understand, especially foreigners, who find it difficult to understand that this seems to have happened in a certain period of ancient times.
In the center of the main hall, a light curtain appeared.
"The Feather Temple!! It's actually the Feather Temple?"
The old cultivator's face was filled with shock and strong disbelief. "This is the Feather Temple? It's actually the Feather Temple..."
"Feather Temple? I really wish I had heard of it..." Nangong Leng frowned and thought. He seemed to have heard or seen records of Feather Temple somewhere.
"It seems...it was mentioned in a miscellany in the organization..." He couldn't remember clearly. The Temple of Feathers was not very famous in historical legends, and there were very few records about it.
At this time everyone looked at the old cultivator.
"Mr. Qi, do you know where this Yu Temple is?"
Several superpowers who knew the old man looked at Mr. Qi curiously. Even Han Ping was no exception and looked at the old man. He was also curious about this mysterious Feather Temple.
"Haha, why not tell you!" The old man named Qi Lao laughed and said confidently: "The Temple of Feathers is the only trace left by the God of Feathers in ancient legends, and some of his legends remain!"
"Feathered God? Which god is Feathered God?"
Many people don't know the existence of Yushen, and Han Ping also doesn't know much about the legends from ancient times. If Nan Ronghlan was here, he might know something, but at this time, he was just a rookie in cultivation.
"You may not know about Feather God, but his name in myths and legends is still very loud. In legends, his name is - Hou Yi!"
Hou Yi is the God of Feathers? Even those who have really carefully studied ancient myths and legends may not know this! Almost all people know is the name Hou Yi. As for the God of Feathers... I didn’t hear it.
Said!
"Hou Yi was a powerful monk in ancient times. In the ancient war, the great god Hou Yi fell. There are many legends about him in the world, but his inheritance has never appeared. That arrow in the sky almost stabbed
Breaking the heaven and earth, piercing through this universe! Such a miracle has not been handed down..."
Mr. Qi seems to have studied the legend of Hou Yi specially and knows a lot about it.
"The ancient war happened too suddenly, and many great gods did not leave any inheritance. Otherwise, even if the world of cultivation today would not be defeated like this because of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth..." Mr. Qi sighed slightly. Ancient times
He didn't know what happened in the battle. But he could imagine how brutal it was!
"The Feather Temple is the only trace left by the great god Hou Yi. Someone once left here and left a few words! I hate it for not fighting for it and not inheriting it..."
"There may be Hou Yi's inheritance here!"
"This is immortality! A chance to become an immortal..."
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