A total of three moonstones were used to fill up the memories that were enough to explain the misunderstanding.
Xuanyuan Yu jumped up and entered the Xuanzi Pavilion. He saw that the glazed lamps in Lingluo's bedroom had been extinguished, so he did not go in to disturb him. Instead, he directly put the three fist-sized moonstones into an exquisite brocade box.
It was packed and placed at the door of her boudoir.
He came gently and left carefully without making any sound.
After Xuanyuan Yu left, he did not go back to rest. Instead, he went straight to the Magic Cloud Forest behind the academy. Following the hunter's directions, he went all the way to the northwest and finally found the towering Zhushen Mountain.
Zhushen Mountain towers into the clouds, and the mountain is still slanted, giving people a shaky and immediate feeling.
In the deserted night, there was no need for Xuanyuan Yu to continue to hide his cultivation. He shrank to an inch, and in a short time, he had reached the peak of Zhushen Mountain.
On the way up the mountain, Xuanyuan Yu felt something was very wrong. This mountain seemed to be a dead mountain.
Except for the lush trees and vines, he didn't feel any pulse of life, let alone birds and animals, not even the chirping of insects in the middle of the night.
This lifeless feeling made him feel very uncomfortable. Even the wind at night could not move the trees.
Standing at the top of the peak, Xuanyuan Yu saw the abandoned and dilapidated temple that Orion mentioned.
The temple covers a small area. Because it has been in disrepair for a long time, the outside is covered with entangled vines. The vines are wrapped layer by layer and are very strong. It can be seen that this temple should have at least 800 people.
years of history.
Xuanyuan Yu took a deep breath and stepped into the temple.
Orion was right. The floor of the temple was not full of crystal moonstones, especially in the center. The entire piece of moonstone was ten meters square, which was shocking.
Not only the ground, but also the four walls are inlaid with moonstones of different sizes, so even in the dark night, the moonlight flows down from the top of the temple and is reflected on these crystal moonstones, exuding a faint clear glow.
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There is no need for torches or lamps, the gentle moonlight here already makes it look like daylight.
Ancient gods are engraved on the four walls, and in all likelihood, Xuanyuan Yu has never seen them before, and cannot name them.
He walked to the largest moonstone with a radius of ten meters in the center of the temple and saw a very complicated formation engraved on it.
Over the years, the lines of the formation have become very blurred and cannot be clearly seen, but Xuanyuan Yu still recognized it at a glance. This is a blood formation!
He squatted down and gently scratched a piece of the formation's red lines with his fingers. The faint smell of blood was still so clear after a thousand years.
Accompanied by the faint smell of blood, what was even more intense was a wave of hot anger and overwhelming sadness, all of which burst out from the moonstone.
Xuanyuan Yu felt that his heart was suddenly frightened.
The sadness was so strong that his heart couldn't help but start to shrink without any reason.
As if due to the resonance of sad emotions, suddenly, the moonstone under his feet emitted a large dazzling silver screen.
This super moonstone with a radius of ten meters carries memories from thousands of years ago and is shown again.