The Qingyun Mountain Patriarch's Ancestral Hall was still shrouded among the green pines and cypresses, and the huge figure was looming, but the silence was soon broken by chaotic footsteps. A large group of people from the Qingyun Sect rushed to this place to worship the past generations.
The Holy Land of Patriarch Qingyun
From the outside, everything seemed to be as peaceful as before, but when they reached the main hall of the ancestor's ancestral hall, both the confused Tongtian Peak disciples and the anxious Suru stopped in shock.
The ancestral hall surrounded by green pines and cypresses, the solemn and solemn holy place of the ancestors, is now littered with debris and debris. At the entrance of the huge ancestral hall, which is in great chaos, the original red painted door has been completely smashed, and even the appearance of the door has changed.
It's hard to see. What's in front of everyone is just a huge and dazzling hole.
On the outer wall of the ancestor's ancestral hall, almost all the windows were shaken and fell down. Countless holes, large or small, appeared on the wall. The solemn ancestral hall was actually riddled with holes. It was too horrible to see. Only the deep part of the ancestral hall
The dimness seems to still ignore the glimmer of light coming in from the fallen windows and countless holes, gently filling the ancestral hall.
"Not easy"
Suru was the first to react. She didn't care about why the ancestor's ancestral hall suffered such a huge change. She rushed in, hoping to see the people she wanted to see, Master Shuiyue and Elder Yang. Elder Fan's people also chased in.
The ancestral hall seemed to have suffered a huge impact just like the outside. Everything that had once been austere was destroyed. The flat stone slabs were broken, and the huge glazed oil bottle was broken. Even when everyone walked to the final
In the sacred place, behind the huge altar table that was split in half, the countless spiritual tablets of the ancestors of the Qingyun Sect that were enshrined were scattered all over the ground. At a glance, one could see how many spiritual tablets were forcibly cut by some mysterious force.
Broken in half or more
However, apart from the mess on the ground, no one could be seen.
Suru's face was pale and her body was shaky. Master Shuiyue frowned, took a step forward, held her in his arms, whispered a few words of comfort, and then turned to Xiao Yicai who was following everyone: "What's going on here?"
What’s going on, and where is Senior Brother Daoxuan?”
Xiao Yicai had a grimace on his face, and his surprised look had not receded until now, and said: "Reporting to Uncle Master, this is what the disciple saw when he came here just now. As for his mentor, he has been here almost every day for the past month.
The disciple who is meditating here in the ancestral hall cannot imagine where else he would go other than here."
The look of worry in Master Shuiyue's eyes became more and more serious, and he hesitated to speak. At this moment, a soft sound suddenly came from the side. Everyone present was a man of profound knowledge, and they all heard the sound almost immediately.
"Someone!" Elder Yang quickly judged that the voice came from behind the huge interrupted altar table. Suru, who was completely weak, was suddenly startled. A trace of joy flashed in his eyes. He stood up straight and shouted:
"Not easy, is it you?"
Some disciples had already run over and worked together to open the altar table. I don’t know which generation of ancestors had passed down the altar table. It was huge, thick, and extremely heavy. Although those disciples also had some skills, it actually took several of them to work together to open it.
Struggle to open the table
After opening it, a figure appeared under the rubble, and at the same time he let out a low groan. Everyone was overjoyed and gathered around, but they were startled after a moment, and saw that this person was not Tian Buyi.
, it’s not Daoxuan Zhenren, the headmaster of Qingyun Sect, but Lin Jingyu, a disciple of Longshou Peak who has been guarding the ancestor’s ancestral hall.
I saw that half of his body and clothes were stained red with blood. He was obviously injured, and the injury was not serious. His face was also extremely pale, and he seemed to be still in a coma. He did not react at all to the person kneeling next to him calling him.
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The joy on Suru's face slowly disappeared, and was immediately replaced by great worry and anxiety. Master Shuiyue stood beside her and comforted Elder Yang softly.
One of the most important places in the sect, almost comparable to Huanyue Cave Mansion, has been reduced to such a scene. It has never happened in thousands of years, and the most important thing is the two most important people in Qingyun Sect.
and disappeared
"Senior nephew Xiao," Elder Yang turned to look at Xiao Yicai and said, "Are you sure that the head senior brother is here?"
Xiao Yicai looked at the unconscious Lin Jingyu, his expression slowly calmed down, and after pondering for a moment, he said: "Yes, for the past few days, my mentor has indeed only been in this ancestral hall. What are the disciples doing on weekdays?"
Ask for advice and report back to his old man, who is also here."
Elder Yang was obviously a little upset and didn't know what to do for a moment. Xiao Yicai coughed twice, slowly approached Elder Yang, lowered his voice, and said softly: "Uncle Yang, it's not appropriate to drag this matter out when so many juniors are gathered together.
Seeing the damage to the Holy Land Ancestral Hall here is harmful and useless. Moreover, according to what Uncle Suru Su said, it seems that my mentor and Uncle Tian Buyi from Dazhu Peak have a hidden secret. I am afraid that it has something to do with what happened here. It is better to let it go first.
How about they withdraw and we decide one by one?"
Elder Yang woke up, nodded repeatedly, and then said: "I am not capable of doing these things. Senior brother, the head, has always believed in you. You usually take care of everything, but now you make a decision when the opportunity arises." After that, he shook his head and sighed, and walked over.
On one side, he discussed in a low voice with the white-bearded Elder Fan who was standing aside.
Xiao Yicai nodded to Elder Yang, accepting the order, then turned around and said loudly: "Master uncles and junior brothers, the ancestor's ancestral hall has suffered a sudden disaster recently. I am afraid that there is an invasion from foreign enemies, so I have just come here. The so-called repairing the situation after it has been lost."
, I can’t just sit back and wait for death.” At this point, he raised his eyebrows and said to one of the Tongtian Peak disciples beside him: “Junior Brother Qin, you take ten people and immediately go to the outside of the ancestor’s ancestral hall to collect them. No one is allowed to come in.
If there is an enemy hiding among them, you must report it to me once you find it."
A tall man walked out from among the disciples of Tongtian Peak. He cupped his hands and said solemnly, "Yes." After saying that, he turned around and said hello to the left and right, counted people, and immediately walked out quickly.
At this moment, everyone in the ancestral hall was quiet. Only Xiao Yicai stood in the middle. Although there were several elders who were higher than him, at this moment, it seemed that he was the backbone of Qingyun Sect.
Xiao Yicai said again: "Junior Brother Chang"
"Zai" followed by a man walking out with a resolute face, but it was Chang Jian who had led Zhang Xiaofan and others up the mountain to compete in martial arts and had a battle with Song Daren, the great disciple of Dazhu Peak.
Xiao Yicai nodded and said: "Junior brother Chang, the most important thing right now is to find my mentor. With him taking charge of the overall situation, I have nothing to fear. Although something big seems to be happening here, my mentor has Taoism, Taoism, and God, and he is invincible in the world."
, Ordinary monsters must not harm him. You bring eighty people. No, the more people the better. You bring one hundred and fifty people, and search from top to bottom on Tongtian Peak, both in front and back of the mountain.
Don’t miss the slightest clue.”
There was a deep look of worry on Chang Jian's face, and he obviously knew that although what Xiao Yicai said before sounded nice, the most important thing was the last sentence. Without hesitation, he answered in a deep voice, then quickly greeted everyone, and walked out to see how many people there were.
It's not enough for what Xiao Yicai said. Most of them still have to go to Qianshan to mobilize troops and generals.
As soon as this large group of people left, the ancestral hall suddenly became empty. There were only a few elders and Xiao Yicai, Wen Min who was following Master Shuiyue, and finally Lin Jingyu who was still unconscious.
Xiao Yicai sighed, turned around, bowed to the elders, and said in a low voice: "Uncles, there has been a big change in Qingyun Sect today. The disciples have made arbitrary decisions when the opportunity arises. If there is anything inappropriate, please punish me."
Neither Suru nor Master Shuiyue spoke. Elder Yang nodded and said: "Senior nephew Xiao, you don't have to be humble. You did a good job just now. Do we old men need to do anything else now? Just give us your orders."
,You are welcome"
Xiao Yicai pondered for a moment and said: "Now that the situation is unclear, we still need to be careful. If the uncles are invited, they will go back to their respective mountains. If anything happens, they can take care of their respective families. It is a pity that this person from Longshou Peak
Junior Brother Lin is still unconscious, otherwise we would know everything if we asked him, after all, he was the only one present at the time."
Everyone frowned together, all worried. Suru slowly calmed down under the comfort of Master Shuiyue. After all, Tian Buyi was not around. Although he was worried, there was still hope after all, so he was not so nervous.
Listening to Xiao Yicai's instructions, she was in a state of confusion. She just hoped that nothing would happen to Tian Buyi.
At this moment, she glanced at Lin Jingyu who was lying on the ground, suddenly frowned, and whispered:
"Huh"
Master Shuiyue stood beside her and asked in slight shock: "What's wrong?"
Suru pointed at Lin Jingyu and said, "He seems to have something in his hand?"
Everyone was shocked. Xiao Yicai walked quickly to Lin Jingyu and turned him over gently. As expected, he was holding a rectangular black wooden board tightly in his right hand. Xiao Yicai reached out to take it.
, Unexpectedly, after pulling it out, the board did not move. Although Lin Jingyu was unconscious, he somehow managed to hold the board tightly and never relaxed at all.
Everyone looked at it with confusion. Elder Fan walked aside, turned around, and suddenly said: "This wooden board seems to be the ancestor's spiritual tablet enshrined in it."
Master Shuiyue looked at it carefully, nodded and said: "Yes, it is the spiritual tablet."
Xiao Yicai spent a long time and then slowly opened Lin Jingyu's tightly grasped fingers and took out this spiritual tablet that seemed to be extremely important to him. Everyone gathered around him.
The people who witnessed the accident, Lin Jingyu cared so much about this spiritual tablet, obviously it had a lot to do with it. Unexpectedly, everyone was shocked when they saw it, and then looked at each other.
Although this spiritual tablet is the same size as the other spiritual tablets and is also painted black, there is surprisingly no word on the still complete spiritual tablet.
This is actually a wordless spiritual tablet
Then, if it is placed in this solemn ancestor’s ancestral hall, whose spiritual tablet is it enshrined in?
Who put it on it to enjoy the incense with the ancestors of all generations? Since it was put up, why didn’t you write your name on it?
Lin Jingyu clung to this wooden sign and refused to let go even though he was seriously injured and unconscious. What did it mean?
All kinds of doubts and thousands of thoughts seem to be lingering in everyone's minds
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Southern Xinjiang, Shiwandashan, Zhenmo Ancient Cave
Legend is a very strange thing. First of all, the legend itself does not seem to be reliable. Just because certain things seem to have a reason to be passed down, people pass it on orally, or some literati take notes and pass it down. Secondly,
The longer a legend circulates, the more often the legend itself will gradually change. The people and events of the past will gradually become unrecognizable. With the addition of countless people and the tempering of time, who can still remember it?
What was the truth back then?
Who still cares?
So the legend finally became a legend, just like that beautiful and gentle woman who was as charming as a city, slowly changed her appearance in the time
Tens of millions of years later, can you still recognize each other?
In the darkness, the dark wind seemed to be still, rampant and unbridled, as if it only belonged to the world outside this ancient cave, and in this dark world, everything was quiet.
This is the deepest part of the Ancient Demon-Suppressing Cave. It was here where Heimu took the sacred artifacts of the five tribes in southern Xinjiang and resurrected the body of the beast god. However, today, the demonic energy that was once boiling and surging here has disappeared.
Without a trace, all that is left is silence and the occasional low breathing.
It was a gasp, coming from the deepest darkness, and a bit of strange dark red light, then shining in this dark and somewhat void space.
A low roar suddenly sounded in the depths of the darkness, right where the gasp came from. It was like a ferocious beast with a deep uneasiness, and even some audible fear. It grinned and faced angrily.
That red light
The low breathing stopped, as if something soothed the strange beast in the darkness. The roar gradually became lower and finally disappeared. Silence returned to the cave. Only the strange dark red firelight was still there.
Flashing, flashing, flashing
Suddenly, a female voice, pleasant but without any emotion, faintly echoed in the cave: "That glutton of yours, it seems that you have never had a good impression of me."
This dark space seemed really big, and the woman's voice seemed to be carried very far away, floating here and there, empty. Just listen to the source of the voice, which was behind the dark red light.
The voice responded with a burst of calm laughter, "Don't worry, it never trusts humans."
The woman snorted and said, "What, so it already treats me as a human being?"
"Roar", a low whistle passed through the air instantly, and in front of the dark red fire, a flame suddenly lit up. It turned out to be a clumsy brazier, with a tripod, stained with rust, and I don't know how old it was.
It's something from a long time ago, but the fire is burning in this brazier, and the firelight is still so bright, just like the clothes after the flames.
bright silk clothes
beast god
He sat on the ground between the flames and dark shadows, leaning against the stone wall of a platform. The flames flickered, illuminating his face and making him look bright and dark. He still looked with an indescribable and weird feeling of coquettishness.
, but what was different from when he was just resurrected was that his face was extremely pale. It would be an exaggeration to say that his face was as gray as death.
Under the firelight, standing closely with him, nestling next to the beast god, was the weird and ferocious evil beast Taotie. At this moment, Taotie's giant eyes were wide open, and he grinned slightly, revealing his terrifying fangs, and his mouth seemed to be constantly talking.
Panting, he fiercely looked through the firelight of the brazier in front of him, staring at the dark red light in the distance that had become unremarkable.
Although the beast god's face was ugly, his expression was very calm. There was even a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and he said: "You have been practicing Taoism for thousands of years, and you just want to be a human being. If I say this to you, you should be happy."
The woman's voice fell silent and she didn't speak for the time being. However, the dark red fire suddenly lit up.
Taotie seemed to be alert immediately, roaring in his mouth, staring at the dark red light
The fire slowly started to move, and the direction it went was exactly where the Beast God was. Taotie's face became more ferocious, and he slowly stood up. Suddenly, a hand stretched out from the side and patted Taotie's head gently.
, Taotie slowly became quiet.
The Beast God retracted his palm and looked back. The light of fire had slowly flown in front of him. Like an eye, it was fixed not far in front of him, staring at him.
The beast god looked at the dark red fire for a long time, and suddenly smiled and said: "You and I have been friends for more than a thousand years. Although we can't be called life-or-death friends, we can still be considered old friends. Besides, I am seriously injured at the moment. Why are you so wary of me?"
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The dark red firelight flickered for a few times, then suddenly let out a sharp whistle, and retreated extremely quickly. When it passed over the brazier, it even suppressed the flames in the brazier, and the surrounding area suddenly became dark.
It took a moment to return to normal, and at this time, the dark red fire had disappeared into the darkness.
The woman's cold voice sounded at the same time, saying: "I don't believe you, just like your Taotie doesn't believe me."
The beast god looked at the darkness ahead and suddenly laughed loudly, "Okay, okay, okay, that's fine, but I don't understand. Since you and I don't trust each other, why do you want to help me this time?"
The woman said calmly: "Because you are the only one who can give me what I want now."
The Beast God smiled and said: "Is it just because of this, these ugly images carved on the stone walls and ground?"
He waved his hand, although the smile was still there, but the fatigue on his face seemed to be deeper.
The flames in the brazier suddenly swelled and made a crackling sound. They actually grew several times larger than before out of thin air. For a moment, the flames glowed brightly, and the surrounding temperature quickly became unbearably hot. However, no matter whether it was the Beast God,
Still Taotie, and the mysterious figure still hiding in the dark shadows, did not react at all to these.
The flame was burning, stretching slowly in the darkness, as if it was gradually coming to life. Even the shape in the firelight began to slowly expand and contract, from a ball to a long one, and slowly condensed into a vague dragon's shape.
shape
In the darkness, staring at the shape of the fire dragon that was gradually taking shape, the woman's voice slowly said: "I remember it was these ugly images that trapped you for countless years?"
The beast god smiled slightly, but in the firelight, it was impossible to tell whether he was smiling bitterly, sneering, or sneering.
Because at the moment when he smiled, the fire dragon above the brazier had already taken shape. It opened its teeth and claws in the flames, suddenly raised its head and faced the darkness, and let out a silent roar.
The blazing heat wave surged up like a torrent almost at the same time, rushing around in an instant, rolling in, destroying everything in front of it. After the sea of fire passed, in the blazing flames, the ground around the brazier lit up one by one.
The secondary pattern, with rough lines and blood-red color, showed four different ferocious statues of gods. After a moment, four patterns of stone carvings were lit up in sequence above the brazier and on the left and right stone walls. They were also roughly the same.
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These eight stone carvings are exactly the same as what Gui Li saw in the Xuanhuo Altar in Fenxiang Valley.