Zhan Yuan Tower is one of the few important halls in Shengguan Academy, but it is not as big as imagined. Instead, the architectural pattern is very small. It is an ancient palace with an area of only about one acre and a round sky.
It is precisely because of the importance of Zhan Yuan Tower that the buildings surrounding the dome of this ancient palace are relatively far away from it. This has resulted in a large ring-shaped square appearing near Zhan Yuan Tower. There are no any buildings in the square.
There are only large blocks of green and mottled bricks and stones. There is no fairyland atmosphere, and there is no strange and beautiful scenery. It looks ancient, as if there is only such an ancient temple standing in an empty wilderness.
When going to Zhan Yuan Tower, Feng Jueyu didn't bring anyone with him and went alone.
Zhan Yuan Tower is one of the several forbidden areas of Shanhai Academy. It is relatively important in Shengguan Academy. In the past, nearly a hundred proud disciples were arranged to guard this place. However, due to the decline of Shanhai Academy, this place is not what it used to be. However, there are still a few cultivators.
The disciples of the League were wandering nearby, and when he arrived, about a dozen monks were blocking the door of Zhan Yuan Tower, scratching their heads and scratching their heads anxiously.
"Why can't I enter this place?"
"Idiot, I didn't see that there was a ban on the outside of this building. Just be happy to go. I don't think there are any important things stored in this building, so I didn't set up a self-destruct ban. Otherwise, the rest of us would have to go to the underworld to fight with the King of Hell.
Gone to work as a follower."
"Look at how cowardly he is. Even if he goes to the underworld, I'm afraid that I, the King of Hell, won't want him. I won't even throw him into a frying pan and fry him."
Everyone laughed, and someone immediately stood up and said: "Stop laughing, let's think about how to open this building first."
When Feng Jueyu was walking on foot, he heard a dozen disciples of the alliance shouting non-stop. When he saw one of them raising a sledgehammer and trying to break down the door with brute force, he quickly coughed and shouted.
The sentence "stop".
A dozen disciples of the alliance turned around when they heard the voice and looked around. From a distance, they saw Feng Jueyu. They all suddenly became alert and stepped back from the steps of Zhan Yuan Tower. They trotted all the way to Feng Jueyu.
He bowed when he needed to, saluted when he needed to, and said in unison: "Disciple pays homage to the leader."
Feng Jueyu looked at these dozen unfamiliar faces and didn't know who they belonged to. He didn't bother to care, so he put his hands behind his back and said with dignity: "This is the place where the past masters of Shanhai Academy have left behind anecdotes."
There are no magical secrets here. You are in the wrong place. Get out of here. If you want the secrets, go look for them somewhere else. But you must abide by the rules. Don’t break down the door with brute force or smash the whole house to pieces. I
You still have to find someone to fix it.”
The disciple holding the sledgehammer blushed when he heard this. The rest of the people also looked at the barbarian with great interest and laughed secretly. Finally, everyone said "yes" and left in dejection. Feng Jue
Yu stopped one person and said: "Go out and bring a message to Guan Ming, telling him to send some people over to protect Zhan Yuan Tower. In the future, without my order, disciples below the elder level are not allowed to come to this place again."
"Yes!" The man cautiously accepted the order and walked away quickly.
Feng Jueyu came to the door of Zhan Yuan Tower and pushed the door tentatively with his hand. Unexpectedly, a faint white wave rippled from the door knocker, and the door opened in response. There was no restriction. He
He was slightly startled, and then he understood what the restriction on this door was.
There is a restriction in front of the door of Zhan Yuan Tower that only Dao Martial Realm experts can enter. To put it bluntly, as long as you have a cultivation level of Dao Martial Realm or above, you can ignore the restriction and enter. On the contrary, if you don’t have the strength of Dao Martial Realm, you can use it at your disposal.
If you don't have the energy to nurse, you can't even think of pushing the door open.
He pushed the door open and walked in. The two rotten-looking door panels opened with a heart-breaking squeaking sound. Immediately, a strong smell of books hit his face, and there was also a pungent smell of dust. It must have been...
No one has come in for a long time, so it looks a little dirty.
Feng Jueyu closed the door with a flick of his hand. The building was only three stories high, with a hollow central suspension. There was a large pile of yellowed ancient scrolls and bamboo slips piled messily on the ground in front of the door.
Above, there are so many books that it is almost impossible to count them. All the scrolls and bamboo slips are stacked as high as a person, surrounding a huge cylindrical wooden shelf. There are various jade slips on the shelf.
They were all sparkling, but the dust was so thick that the light in the building was dim and it was almost impossible to see.
Looking around the hall, we can see that the surrounding area is occupied by tall bookshelves. There are also various books arranged on the bookshelves, such as bamboo slips, yellow scrolls, jade slips, and even bone fragments, calligraphy tablets and other objects.
It's not big in size and seems to have been specially collected.
These bookshelves are arranged in an irregular manner. The distance between the bookshelves can only accommodate two people walking side by side. They look a bit narrow, but it does not prevent them from turning around inside. The height of the bookshelves can basically reach the height of a one-story attic.
High, there are also a few very high ones, which are interspersed from the hollow floor to the upper floor and connected with the bookshelves around the upstairs. At a rough look, this place is like a huge maze composed of bookshelves. If it were not for the small area, it is estimated that
It's not a problem to get lost inside.
Feng Jueyu from Zhan Yuan Tower glanced at him like this when he left, and he was filled with doubts. How could Shanhai Academy have collected so many books and secret records in a history of only 20,000 years? Could it be that the successive presidents had collected the past events of their lives one by one?
Detailed records? There aren't that many, right? It's just a diary or something. How can you use so many things?
He started touring Zhan Yuan Tower with his hands behind his back. He walked to the front and picked up a yellowed book. The book was full of dust. It must have been no one touched for a long time. When he shook it off, it was all dust.
Yu blew and looked at the scroll that read "Anecdotes of the Burning Sea", and then opened it. The vigorous writing on it recorded all the anecdotes about the strange people of the Burning Sea generation in the great world. It was indeed quite detailed.
He put "Anecdotes of the Burning Sea" back and turned around several times but didn't find the stairs. He felt strange. After thinking about it carefully, he laughed in vain.
The people who can enter this building are all Dao Martial Realm experts, so why bother using stairs? If you need anything, just fly up and get it.
Thinking that his way of thinking has not gotten rid of the shadow of his previous life, he himself feels a little ridiculous. However, the purpose of coming in this time is relatively single. The information on the bones of the Buddha can be used as a guide, which makes it easier to find. But
There are many secret records here. It is definitely not easy to find the deeds and records about the bone fragments. He is not also an immortal. Even if he doesn't find them one by one, it will take a lot of time.
After thinking about it, Feng Jueyu felt that the information on the bone fragments was probably related to the divine language and the ancestors of the mountains and seas, so he would search from it and see if he could find any useful information.
Then after thinking about it, he took out the Hanba Jade and sent a message to Shangguan Ruomeng, telling him that he was going to "gnaw books" in Zhan Yuan Tower, so as not to worry Shangguan Ruomeng, and then started to circle around Zhan Yuan Tower.
And just when he entered and finished delivering the message, he heard a roaring sound coming from the building. The sound was like the sound of an iron chain rubbing against the ground. It was very heavy and crisp.
"Is there anyone?" Feng Jueyu had never heard Chi Yin say that there was someone in this building, so he immediately frowned and looked in the direction of the sound.
At this time, he looked up and saw a figure flying down above the sky-shaped dome. It didn't look like a human. The shape of the individual was very human-like, but its arms looked extremely long and thin in the dark building.
Just like the eight tentacles of Zhang Yuanze's incarnation as the eight-clawed thunder-eyed demon.
Feng Jueyu was shocked when he saw it, and the light appeared on his body, and the colorful rainbow burst out, illuminating Zhan Yuan Tower at once, and also reflected the figure flying down in the sky.
"Gongyingyuan... Hey... aren't you Du Mingli?"
Just as the figure flying down in the air was about to pay homage, he saw Feng Jueyu standing alone above the pile of books at the gate of Zhan Yuan Tower. He was shocked on the spot.
Feng Jueyu also saw the figure. It was an old man with no arms and only legs. The old man's face was covered with wrinkles, like the withered bark of an old tree. There were not many hairs on his head, only the inner hairs fluttering in the wind.
Seeing that the old man's face was really bad, his clothes were in rags and tatters, with a thick green cloth jacket wrapped around him casually. There was also a foul body odor permeating the air, which made Feng Jueyu frown even more tightly.
The most important thing is that the old man has no arms, but there are two thick iron chains wrapped around his neck. These two thick iron chains extend from the shoulders to the outside, as if they have turned into his arms. The iron chains just rubbed against the ground
The sound must have come from the iron chain on the old man's body, and it was also on his waist and legs, as if he was being imprisoned and locked here.
Watching the old man flying down, Feng Jueyu was silent for a moment with a strange expression, and then asked: "Who are you?"
The armless old man slowly floated down, his eyes first glanced in front of the closed door, and then two sights that could be called surprise suddenly flashed in the depths of his pupils, and he turned to Feng Jueyu and asked: "
Who are you? No outsiders have ever come to Zhan Yuan Tower, and even the directors under Du Mingli will not easily get involved. Is Shanhai Academy dead? Or did you sneak in with Du Mingli behind his back? "
Feng Jueyu scanned the armless old man up and down, and at the same time, the power of his spiritual consciousness was constantly intruding into this man, trying to find out the old man's cultivation level. At first glance, the old man's cultivation level was only around the late Qiankun stage, and he seemed to have insufficient strength.
, extremely weak, and even more curious in his heart.
He looked at the old man and said: "Du Mingli is dead. There will be no Shanhai Academy in the future, only Qixia Xiu Alliance. Who are you?" He asked again.
The old man was startled when he heard the sound, and seemed excited and said: "Du Mingli is dead? Who killed him? You?"
Feng Jueyu did not answer the old man's question, but looked at him coldly, which made the old man confused. After a while, he realized that he had not answered the other person's question, and quickly lowered his head and said: "Oh, my name is Pang Tan.
, is the person who was imprisoned here by Du Mingli."