A tall mountain gate stands at the foot of the mountain, with countless obscure and mysterious runes engraved on it. Those runes are not written in contemporary times, but there is a faint, special aura pouring out from that mountain gate, which is particularly mysterious, and in
On one side of the mountain gate, there is a large stone with a height of one person, with several large characters on it.
Those large characters are not contemporary writing, but the text above can be vaguely distinguished.
Rongshan Sect.
It turns out that this ancient ruins was where the sect named Rongshan Sect was located.
Chen Chao looked up and saw that starting from the mountain gate, there was a mountain road paved with bluestones heading towards the mountain, deep into the clouds and mist without any trace.
The mountains in the distance are surrounded by colorful clouds, and countless attics are hidden among the clouds and mist, looming, and the sound of some great avenues can be vaguely heard here.
This place seems to be a real fairyland, even like the Kingdom of God.
Compared with those places surrounded by white mist, the mountain gate of Rongshan Sect is really very different.
Looking at the huge sacred mountain in front of him, Chen Chao thought of the cemeteries he had visited before and the bones he had seen. If this was the real gate of Rongshan Sect, then it would be better to go to the cemeteries before.
The lakeside and wilderness we passed were obviously part of this mountain gate, but they would definitely be the outermost areas.
Just based on these, the Rongshan Sect is actually huge, even bigger than any other sect in the world. Perhaps this can also prove from the side that this Rongshan Sect was the sect many years ago.
A large number of sects may have had powerful sects in the past, and the world was in awe of them.
But if such an ancient sect was so powerful, why was it destroyed?
Judging from the mountain gate here, it is still well preserved and has nothing to do with the sudden destruction.
Chen Chaoyou was full of doubts. He originally thought that he would be led here so that he could see the girl again, but he didn't realize that he had arrived in front of this mountain gate.
This is not where the girl is.
Chen Chao was silent for a moment and exhaled a mouthful of white mist. The white mist dissipated here instantly, leaving no trace at all.
It's as if this white mist cannot exist here at all.
Chen Chao was silent for a while, and then walked towards the mountain gate.
Now that we are all here, we naturally want to take a look.
Entering the mountain gate, Chen Chao's face suddenly became a little ugly. If he was just suppressing his own realm in the white mist before, then after entering the mountain gate, he was not just suppressing his own realm.
He even felt like a huge boulder was suddenly pressed down on his shoulders, making every step he took upward more difficult than usual.
But fortunately, apart from this, there is no other discomfort.
Chen Chao frowned slightly. The pressure on his body was not a problem for him for the time being. His body had been beaten countless times, and even this little pressure could destroy it.
All the way up the mountain road, he wanted to take a good look at the true appearance of this sacred mountain.
There are countless flowers and plants on both sides of the mountain road, all exuding an incomparably wonderful aroma. Just smelling those aromas, and after inhaling the nasal cavity, you will feel extremely comfortable all over your body.
These should be some kind of medicinal herbs, but because they have existed for too long, they have become no weaker than fairy grass.
Chen Chao wanted to bend down and pick some to take away, but after thinking about it, he decided to do such a thing later when he went down the mountain.
He kept walking towards the mountain, and he didn't know how long he walked. Suddenly, an ancient spring appeared in front of him. On one side of the mountain road, a small mountain spring was extremely clear, with some fallen leaves floating on the spring water.
"What kind of spring water is this? Why does it still have such a strong aroma?"
Before, when he smelled those medicinal herbs, he felt extremely comfortable all over his body. Now when he smelled the aroma of the spring water in front of him, Chen Chao knew that this spring water must be extraordinary.
The ancient spring where the gate of Rongshan Sect is located must be extraordinary.
Chen Chao didn't hesitate, and after lying down, he drank heavily.
I don’t know how many years this Fang Guquan has existed. At this moment, Chen lay on it and quickly drank all of it into his stomach.
It is difficult for monks to be poisoned by toxins, not to mention a tough warrior like Chen Chao who is almost not afraid of any toxins on weekdays. Facing this ancient spring at this moment, Chen Chao is not afraid either.
After drinking Guquan in a big gulp, Chen Chao didn't feel anything strange, he just felt a warm feeling in his body and he felt more energetic.
Chen Chao took a look at the ancient spring and found that water was still emerging from the spring's eye. He frowned and knew that this was nothing special, but he was not too disappointed. After a moment of silence,
Then he continued walking towards the mountains.
Walking along the mountain road, getting higher and higher, but the pressure on the body did not feel any stronger. The herbs on both sides of the mountain road were so fragrant that it made people forget their fatigue. Not long after, Chen Chao walked along the stone
The stairs have come to an end.
He came to an extremely vast square. At the end of the square, there was a magnificent palace. The palace was very tall and magnificent. It was made up of huge stones. The whole palace was
It gives people a sense of the weight and vicissitudes of history, but because the palace is also very high, and the upper part of the palace is obscured by colorful clouds, it looks like a palace built in the clouds.
What made Chen Chao feel even more distracted was the countless monks sitting cross-legged on the square.
Yes, Chen Chao could tell at a glance that those people were monks.
There were countless monks sitting cross-legged on the square, all with their eyes closed tightly. Not a trace of life flowed out of their bodies. They seemed to have been dead for many years, and they seemed not to have died, but to have fallen into a period of asceticism.
During the middle of the day, the breeze blew, their hair was still fluttering, and the hems of some people's clothes were even swaying slightly. But the entire square was extremely silent and lifeless.
Chen Chao felt a very strange atmosphere.
Everything in front of him seemed to tell him that one day aeons ago, these monks met here to practice hard, but after they fell into samadhi, they never woke up again.
What kind of existence could allow so many people to die quietly and without any preparation?
It seems that at that time, someone took one look here and waved his hand, and all the monks died, so these buildings can still maintain their original appearance after so many years.
Chen Chao stood here and felt a chill that penetrated into his bones.
This kind of silent oppression is more terrifying than any Wangyou monk in the world, even a powerful existence that has transcended the Wangyou realm, how can it be an ordinary monk.
He remembered one of the legends from the eleventh year of Tianjian, that a so-called immortal appeared in Yingzhou. Although no one has seen the real immortal style since then, since there is this legend, it means that it is possible.
Do immortals really exist in the world?
How else to explain this?
Chen Chao thought a lot, but in the end he walked forward and soon arrived at the square. He squatted down in front of a monk sitting cross-legged and observed carefully.
This is a female monk with a beautiful face and a graceful figure. Her age cannot be seen. She has her eyes closed tightly at this moment and her brows are slightly frowned. It seems that she encountered some problems during her practice. For a while, she didn't figure out something. At this moment
Still thinking.
Chen Chao did not reach out to touch her. What happened in the cemetery before was still in front of his eyes. Those monks dug graves for those magical artifacts. In the end, most of them died there. If it weren't for
With Chen Chao here, I'm afraid these monks won't escape from that place in the end.
If they have no respect for history, there will definitely be serious consequences.
Chen Chao understood this very well, so after just looking at it for a few times, he got up and continued walking forward.
The monks sitting cross-legged in the square included both men and women, old and young. He even saw two teenagers about the same size as him somewhere. They all had their eyes closed and their expressions were dull.
The place where these two young men sit cross-legged is in the center of the square. They must be young geniuses in this sect. With such treatment, ordinary people cannot compare.
It's a pity that it has also turned into the dust of history, and apart from this still-existing body, there is no trace left.
Chen Chao quickly arrived at the end of the square, in front of the palace.
It was an equally tall palace. Now that the palace door was closed, it looked like a sleeping giant, standing here quietly.
There were also two monks sitting cross-legged in front of the door. They also had their eyes closed, but they looked like they were dressed like Taoist monks.
There were countless monks in this square before, all dressed in different styles and practicing various schools. Chen Chao could even see their flying swords in front of some monks.
The sword is placed on his knees, probably still caring for the sword.
Chen Chao retracted all his thoughts and cast his gaze on the gate in front of the palace. There were also countless complicated patterns on the door, but this time it was not complicated. Many of them were patterns. Among those patterns,
In fact, it records the development of this Rongshan Sect, from the initial establishment of the sect to the subsequent invasion from outside. The monks rose up to resist, and there were even shadows of the demon clan among them, but they were resisted by these monks.
In the pattern, this Rongshan Sect has experienced a lot of ups and downs in the past, and the reason why those monks chose to engrave those major events that happened is probably because they want their descendants to remember them and not forget what happened.
past things.
Chen Chao looked at these patterns and roughly knew everything that had happened to this Rongshan Sect.
The last pattern is somewhat incomplete.
The pattern is on the left side of the gate, only half of it is engraved. There is a flying sword vaguely visible, and a monk with his back to everyone.
That monk should be the owner of the flying sword. The flying sword was hovering in the air, and the tip of the sword was facing the other half of the incomplete picture.
What's in that picture?
Chen Chao frowned slightly. He vaguely felt that it was something extremely important, but he couldn't see it now.
This should not mean that they encountered irresistible factors and gave up while they were still engraving. At least before the real destruction came, they had already given up the idea of engraving the second half of the picture.
Chen Chao stretched out his hand, wanting to touch the incomplete pattern, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, he felt a sharp edge. A cut was cut on his finger, and then blood continued to spill out.
There is still a sharp sword intent on the pattern, which is still terrifying even after so many years.
Chen Chao withdrew his hand and quickly stopped the bleeding.
He did not hesitate, there was a voice in his heart that kept urging him to open the door and see what was in this hall.
He stretched out his hand and placed it in front of the palace door.
I don’t know what kind of material this palace door is made of. It’s extremely special. It doesn’t look like gold, jade, or stone.
It's just not as laborious as expected, just a gentle push, and with a creak, the door of the main hall began to be slowly pushed open, without any dust falling, as if there were people in this door just a moment ago.
Clean carefully.
Countless years of vicissitudes of life seem to be just a story of a moment. It only happened yesterday and will only happen yesterday.
The palace door slowly opened, and a gentle light appeared in Chen Chao's eyes.
The main hall towers into the clouds, but who would have thought that right at the top is a piece of glass, so the inside of the main hall always looks like daytime, without any sense of cover at all.
When Chen Chao looked at the main hall, his first impression was that it was huge.
An extremely vast hall!
At first glance, this hall is even larger than the square outside.
If we just compare it with a single hall, I am afraid that even in the imperial city of the capital of God, there is no hall that can compare with it. In other words, such a sect hall, I am afraid that it is foolish to look at it.
None of the monks and sects outside may be able to compare.
Rongshan Sect must have been a huge sect many years ago.
Chen Chao stepped into the main hall and looked at the layout inside, feeling a little lost.
Soon, he walked deeper into the hall. He could see with the naked eye that there was a long passage on the other side of the hall. He didn't know where it led to, but Chen Chao felt that there might be him in that place.
something you want.
But at this moment, even he had almost forgotten that he seemed to be carrying a heavy object.
…
…
Before the white mist, Qingniu came slowly. When he saw the white wall, Qingniu stopped, hesitated for a moment, and then said slowly: "Master, the place you are looking for is right here."
The middle-aged Taoist sitting behind it took a look at the extremely dense white mist and asked: "After the white mist, is there still white mist?"
Qingniu was silent for a while, as if hesitating whether to say something, but after thinking about it, he still said: "These white mists are the formations of Rongshan Sect back then. At first, they were just to conceal the location of the sect. After all, it is a large sect."
, it shouldn’t be too ostentatious, but no one thought that it would become like this now. It seems that the formation has been disrupted. As for where the formation eye is, don’t look at me, I really don’t know.
, I was at best a monster guarding the mountain back then, not even the strongest one, so I really don’t know these secrets.”
It glanced at the middle-aged Taoist behind it with some worry, but when the big bull's head turned, it looked very cute and somewhat naive.
"But after the white mist in front of me, there is the real sect of Rongshan Sect. There should be no white mist anymore. But after so many years, I don't know what it will be like. I don't even know how such a sect can be."
When I was destroyed, I just slept for a while. Who could have imagined that so many years would have passed since I opened my eyes..."
Every time he mentioned this, Qingniu felt a little aggrieved. Although he was deceived by these people into going up the mountain, in fact, he later discovered that these people were not too bad, and apart from the fact that it could not leave here, there was nothing else
At that time, you could eat whatever you wanted, whether it was elixirs or fruits in the medicine garden, and the treatment was not bad at all.
But within a few years of such a day, it fell into a deep sleep due to gluttony on a spiritual fruit. When it woke up again, it saw the middle-aged Taoist.
That Taoist man exuded a powerful aura, and there was also an aura about him that made him feel extremely scared.
"Master, after going up the mountain, I will take you to the medicine garden first. If the elixirs there are not dead yet, they are at least fairy medicines."
Qingniu's eyes were shining. Taking care of the elixirs was naturally troublesome. Some elixirs were very delicate and required the monks to take care of them. If one mistake was made, the elixirs might wither and die. However, some elixirs did not need to be taken care of.
Just plant these things and let them grow on their own. The efficacy of the medicine will increase with the age of the medicine. After countless years, it will naturally become amazing.
The word "elixir" is now very difficult to find in the world. Each major sect may have one or two immortal elixir seeds, or elixirs being cultivated, but most sects' elixirs are probably still growing.
The stage is not fully mature. In other words, it takes a long time for the elixir to grow. Even if the monks planted it before the endless years, after the endless years, even if it matures, it will be eaten by those in the sect.
The big people picked it and ate it, but it was difficult to save it for later.
The middle-aged Taoist has now reached the realm of great freedom. He is a special existence among the monks in the realm of forgetfulness. It will not be easy to move forward.
If we can rely on the existence of fairy medicine, we can break through the shackles and take a new step.
Now the fairy medicine mentioned by Qingniu will naturally make the middle-aged Taoist excited.
The middle-aged Taoist took a deep look at Qing Niu and said calmly: "Don't have any other thoughts. If I find it, I won't treat you badly."
Qingniu hummed and said flatteringly: "Master, you will naturally enjoy the elixir. When the time comes, I will only need some fruits to quench my thirst."
The middle-aged Taoist didn't say anything, but just glanced at Qing Niu sitting next to him.
The green cow stopped talking nonsense and walked towards the white mist. Its two horns seemed to have opened the curtain and finally entered the white mist.
The middle-aged Taoist still held up his oil-paper umbrella, but as soon as he reached the foot of the mountain, his face became a little ugly.
Qingniu felt the middle-aged Taoist's mood swing for a moment, and asked cautiously: "What's wrong with you, Zhenren?"
The middle-aged Taoist holding an oil-paper umbrella looked at the sacred mountain in front of him. He did not speak immediately, but remained silent.
Qingniu said softly: "Real person?"
The middle-aged Taoist came to his senses and did not speak, but just looked in front of him.
Then he whispered: "Let's go."
He still held the oil-paper umbrella and didn't show much emotion.
The green cow mooed, a little cheerfully. It had been here many times, and now it came here again. It didn't seem like a long time, it just took a nap, then woke up, and came here again.
But when it set foot on the mountain path, it noticed the herbs on both sides of the mountain path and became even more happy.
It lowered its head to bite the herbs, just like an ordinary green cow.
There is no difference at all.
Be it yellow cattle or green cattle, they all need to eat grass.
Even the grass is different.
However, if Chen Chao saw this scene, he would definitely regret it.