Now that it has been decided to develop the Kenshin style into a major force in Qianzhongling, and to support each other openly and covertly with the Jindan Sect, the status of Kaiyuan City is very special, and there is no room for any negligence.
"Sir, Master, this trip to the inner perimeter of Qianzhong Ridge is mainly for training, but Qianzhong Ridge is very unstable now, so you still have to be careful."
"I have my own sense of responsibility for this, don't worry." Ling Chuxi nodded.
When she first knew that the spiritual consciousness was the former enemy of Cangyuan Sword Master, Ling Chuxi also wanted to withdraw from Qianzhongling and lead her disciples to take a detour to Xuanjian Sect to avoid bringing disaster to Jindan Sect, but she was worried about doing so.
On the contrary, it would arouse the other party's suspicion. Later, when he learned that that person was actually the culprit of the Jindan Sect's destruction, Ling Chuxi completely gave up this idea.
The hatred of annihilating the sect thousands of years ago is unforgettable to every sect disciple. But now, the other party has killed many descendants of the sect for the sake of Jishenghua. The old hatred has not been eliminated and new pain has been added. Sooner or later, the two sides will have a battle. It is better to take advantage of it.
Take this opportunity to give these young men a good training.
"By the way, Elder Zhang, I once heard Feng Zijin say that this dispute between the major forces started because of an ancient ruins. Do you know what happened?" Ling Chuxi asked again.
"This is exactly what I am planning to tell you. There is actually something else going on about this matter." Zhang Shizhao looked around and lowered his voice and said cautiously.
"Inside story?" Ling Chuxi glanced at Zhang Shizhao. Obviously, the inside story he told was somewhat different from the gossip Feng Zijin heard.
"Our Zhang family has been rooted in Qianzhongling for so many years. Although we are not strong enough, we have also met some strange people. A few days ago, I heard an old friend of my grandfather talk about the so-called ancient ruins.
The ancient battlefield is more suitable.
Just a month ago, someone discovered a number of well-preserved swords and armor in a valley in the Qianzhong Mountains. They had been buried underground for who knows how many years, but they were still shining like new. Their hair was broken and they were like gods.
Weapons. Later, many bones and martial arts secrets were discovered. Some of the words on them can be understood, and some cannot. But those who can understand are rare and exquisite martial arts and martial arts.
Combat skills. And those skeletons, if you look closely, many of them are different from the skeletons of our ordinary people.
Therefore, some people speculate that these people should be the legendary ancient aristocratic families.
The most important thing is that there are scars on those skeletons. They were obviously injured and died. Some of them were killed by swords. Even after tens of thousands of years, one can still imagine the brutality of that battle." Seeing the surrounding people, they all died.
There are no outsiders, Zhang Shizhao said mysteriously.
"Could it be the relics left by the ancient war that led to the division of space?" Ling Chuxi thought in her mind and subconsciously looked at Huangfu Qingjue.
Huangfu Qingjue received Ling Chuxi's gaze, but gently shook his head.
Ling Chuxi suddenly realized that the power of that ancient war was so huge. Even the space was divided into more than a dozen parts. How could it be possible to leave any relics? These so-called ancient relics were definitely not left at that time.
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However, if it wasn't for that great war, why would these people from ancient aristocratic families fight to the death, even if they were willing to die together? Ling Chuxi was puzzled.