Eight hundred and thirty first chapter seven-color fairy scriptures
"The monks in ancient times attached great importance to the inheritance of fire. Therefore, they condensed their lifelong learning into consciousness and injected it into the stone tablets in the ancient city for the younger generation to understand and practice."
Huo Xuan couldn't help but have a hint of longing in her eyes. It was hard to imagine what kind of era it was and what kind of ambition it was that made the ancient emperors spare no effort to devote their whole life energy to stone tablets and pass them on to future generations. Compared with
As of now, the Eastern Territory Dao Gate is built behind closed doors. In ancient times, it was simply a dreamlike existence.
Perhaps, it was the prosperous times that broadened their minds.
But it was the troubled times that created their glory.
Fengshen Continent has always longed for the ancient times. The Immortal Sect Grand Meeting in the Eastern Region that takes place once every fifty years is held by many powerful people in order to recreate the legacy of the ancient times.
Huo Xuan broke Chu Ge's thoughts: "Hey, Chu Ge, do you want to go to the twelve ancient cities with us?"
Hearing this, Chu Ge's heart suddenly moved.
Being able to comprehend the Immortal Jue Dao is something Chu Ge naturally desires, especially Chu Ge's Red Dust Sword Technique. He had already comprehended it in Yunhuang, but after more than six years, it was still not perfect, which is one of Chu Ge's regrets.
If he could understand the ancient techniques, maybe Chu Ge could perfect the Red Dust Sword in one fell swoop!
but
"I don't know what happened to Jiang Shiyin in Xuanji Tiangong. I have to go back and take a look!" Chu Ge was always worried about Jiang Shiyin's safety. Although Baili Zong died, Baili Heng was in a coma and Di Xi was seriously injured. If they regain their strength, what will happen to Jiang Shiyin?
It is nothing less than a huge trouble. Thinking of this, Chu Ge stopped the thought and shook his head: "I have something to do for the time being, so I'm afraid I can't go with you. However, I am very interested in the twelve ancient cities. I will pass by
Let’s meet in the Twelve Ancient Cities in a few days.”
Her beautiful eyes dimmed and her red lips pursed. Huo Xuan was slightly disappointed and whispered: "Okay."
Chu Ying shouted in Chu Ge's heart: "Brother, this girl has fallen in love with you!"
"Shut up!"
Chu Ge shouted secretly.
"Hmph! You're being mean to me again and I'm ignoring you!"
Chu Ying's tone was mixed with 70% grievance and 30% anger. If she said she ignored Chu Ge, she would ignore Chu Ge. No matter how Chu Ge yelled, Chu Ying stopped talking to Chu Ge, like a sulking child who was angry with Chu Ge.
Chu Ge secretly laughed. Although Chu Ying was born with the immortal fire of Luohe for millions of years, her spiritual intelligence was the same as that of a three-year-old human child. After understanding Chu Ying, Chu Ge could safely hand Chu Ying over to Leng Xue.
Even if Leng Xue doesn't refine Luohe's Immortal Fire, being with Chu Ying all day can still greatly improve her talent.
"Xuan'er, let's go." Huo Lin said in a deep voice, glancing sideways at Chu Ge, his eyes full of provocation and hostility, as well as a hint of jealousy.
Sour!
Chu Ge sighed: "Another silly boy trapped in love."
Huo Xuan nodded, stared at Chu Ge, her watery black orbs filled with eyes, said goodbye to Chu Ge, and reluctantly left with Huo Lin.
Whoosh!
Chu Ge didn't hesitate, he stamped his foot, and the ground beneath him exploded. The light from his body shot into the sky and turned into a thunderbolt. It cut through the sky in an instant and shot towards the Xuanji Heavenly Palace according to the route in his memory.
.
Xuanji Tiangong.
A ruin.
To be precise, even the ruins are gone.
When Chu Ge arrived, this was what he saw.
There is nothing in sight!
What Xuanji Tiangong? It collapsed! Not even the dregs are left!
"Where are they?! What happened?"
Chu Ge was shocked, and an ominous thought surged in his heart. Why did the Xuanji Heavenly Palace collapse? Was there a fight? Was it Jiang Shiyin and Di Xi?
There is no trace of Baili Brothers, Di Xi, or Jiang Shiyin!
Where have you gone?
Chu Ge's spiritual consciousness spread out, searching the land within a ten-mile radius, but he was disappointed to find that he couldn't even catch Jiang Shiyin's breath, as if it had been wiped away.
"Who is it?"
Chu Ge stood for a long time, trying in vain, and finally left helplessly.
"Let's go to the Twelve Ancient Cities."
Having made up his mind, Chu Ge no longer hesitated and headed to the Twelve Ancient Cities.
The Twelve Ancient Cities is not a secret place, nor is it a particularly attractive treasure place. Although the "stone tablet" mentioned by Huo Xuan is extremely tempting to Chu Ge, it is much less tempting to others.
There are indeed many immortal scriptures in the stone tablets, but monks have to rely on their own talents to comprehend them. However, ordinary monks spend ten days and a half, but they can only comprehend some ordinary immortal scriptures, or even worse spiritual scriptures.
Jue, the gain outweighs the loss.
Therefore, the twelve ancient cities attracted the top geniuses from the Eastern Region.
They are all very confident in their talents and are ready to go under the stone tablet to find out what is going on. They can also take the opportunity to compete to see who has understood the Immortal Sutra better and stronger.
As Chu Ge walked, he inquired about the location of the twelve ancient cities. Huangtian paid off. Half a month later, Chu Ge arrived in front of the twelve cities.
Standing in front of the twelve cities, Chu Ge could understand the vastness of the ancient times!
What a big character!
Big big!
The ancient city is like Xuanwu, standing between heaven and earth. After millions of years and vicissitudes of life, the ancient city has decayed, but it has not lost its majesty. Instead, it has the feeling of facing the stars and the sea, making people feel their own insignificance.
"The traces of time."
Chu Ge's eyes subconsciously looked at the sky above the ancient city. His eyes flickered, and he understood the reason why Huo Xuan called them "Twelve Ancient Cities". Right above each ancient city, there was a bright star shining. That star
Being with the Blood Dome feels a bit mysterious.
Twelve stars are connected together, so they are twelve cities.
"Jiang Shiyin once said that the strong men of the Eastern Region did not fully explore the ancient battlefield, and some of them did not have time. Ten of the twelve ancient cities have been explored, but the remaining two ancient cities stand in places that have not been explored.
A mysterious place." Chu Ge looked into the distance and vaguely saw the marks of the strong men from the Eastern Region.
Swish, swish, swish!
Occasionally, a few piercing sounds echoed through the air, heading straight for the first city.
Chu Ge mingled among the crowd and followed everyone into the ancient city. There were not many people in the ancient city, but there were not many. At a glance, there were about a hundred people. The stone tablet Huo Xuan mentioned was in the city lord's mansion.
The stone monument is about a hundred feet high, and its entire body is pitch black, like a starry sky, full of mystery.
Under the stone tablet, there are many people sitting cross-legged, closing their eyes tightly, concentrating and holding their breath, comprehending the Taoism.
Chu Ge's arrival did not cause any alarm. He came quietly and located in a corner, restraining his breath as if he did not exist, but his spiritual sense penetrated into the stone tablet.
A dark space!
Gradually, there was light, and a figure slowly walked out of the darkness and stood in front of Chu Ge, but Chu Ge couldn't see his face because he was a black shadow, with no eyes, ears, mouth, or nose.
The black shadow made a gesture of invitation to fight.
"war?"
Chu Ge was startled.
Whoosh!
Without any explanation, the black shadow went straight towards Chu Ge.
"Then let's fight!"
This stone tablet is extremely magical. Chu Ge's spiritual consciousness entered it and seemed to transform into a spiritual body, fighting with the black shadow.
But soon, Chu Ge discovered a problem!
This black shadow only knows one technique!
Soon, Chu Ge defeated the black shadow. At the moment when the black shadow collapsed, a cyan light shot out from the stone tablet and shot into Chu Ge's forehead, and a fairy scripture suddenly appeared in Chu Ge's mind.
"Dazzling Fire Qingyun Jue."
It is the Immortal Sutra that the black shadow has repeatedly used just now!
"So that's it!" There was a hint of understanding in Chu Ge's eyes, "I defeated the black shadow, and the immortal scriptures practiced by the black shadow belong to me. The rules of this stone tablet are so simple and crude."
The moment the green light suddenly appeared, everyone discovered Chu Ge's existence!
"Is it Chu Ge? He's here too!"
"Qingguang? As expected of Chu Ge, he actually comprehended the cyan-level Immortal Sutra for the first time. This is rare. I went through a lot of hard work to understand the green-level Immortal Sutra. Compared with Chu Ge,
It’s really annoying.”
"The Immortal Techniques in the stone tablet are divided into seven levels: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, and purple. Red is the lowest and purple is the highest. We have more than 100 people here, but only about ten people have understood the cyan level of the Immortal Sutra and the talent of Chu Ge.
It’s really outstanding.”
"The cyan level was realized by Chu Ge for the first time. With Chu Ge's talent, there is a high probability that it will be a second time!"
"Hiss! If there is a second time, the Immortal Sutra that Chu Ge understands will most likely be of the blue level!"
While everyone was talking, Chu Ge's mind settled, and his spiritual consciousness continued to penetrate the stone tablet.
Although the "Dazzling Fire Qingyun Jue" is an immortal scripture, it is useless to Chu Ge. What he wants is a higher-level immortal scripture.