"Zhengyang Sanren was a strong man who reached the peak of the sixth level of true energy decades ago. He used the Red Crane Kung Fu to dominate both inside and outside Shanglin City, and the seven flaming blades were fierce and powerful. He was a hero for a while."
"Later, in order to attack the divine soul realm, he built a great gathering formation at Xishan Mountain at the junction of the three towns of Teng'an, Yunling, and Cuiping according to the trend of the mountains and rivers and the veins of heaven and earth. At the same time, he built an underground palace and retreated to death in it.
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After saying this, the smile on Shengfeng's face dimmed: "Then, he never came out again."
He sighed: "Martial arts are difficult, and the further you go, the harder it becomes. If you are not careful, you will be doomed. It is stronger than Zhengyang Sanren, but it still stops before the soul."
After a moment of silence with him, Shao Tong asked: "Is the Zhengyang Palace the underground palace he left behind?"
Sheng Feng nodded: "Yes, when the Zhengyang San people first built the underground palace, they asked for help from several major clans in nearby towns. After it was completed, they escaped into the death gate and locked the palace door. No one could enter or exit, no matter inside or outside, and they could only achieve the soul.
We can force the palace gate open if we don't get there."
"Since he has not been able to get out, we know that he failed to attack the Soul Realm and has died inside. Several major clans who helped build the underground palace have started to think about it." A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Because they participated in the construction process, several major clans also know that the god-gathering formation arranged in the underground palace is based on the trend of the mountains and rivers and the natural veins to gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the soul of the mountains and rivers. There must be an eye in the formation to connect the inside and outside."
"And that eye will open and close for seven days every twelve years as the wind and water turn."
"They covet Zhengyang Sanren's martial arts and huge assets, so four or five clans from the three surrounding towns will organize family elites to go in every twelve years to explore. It has been five or six times now. Although they have not entered
In the core of the underground palace, we found the remains of Zhengyang Sanren and obtained his martial arts inheritance, but we also gained a lot of rewards."
"Right now, there is less than a month left until another twelve years."
Sheng Feng paused for a while and looked at Shao Tong: "Generally speaking, only warriors from a few major clans can accompany them into the Zhengyang Relic Mansion, but I have a way to bring Brother Shao in with me. This can be regarded as my responsibility for implicating Brother Shao.
A little compensation for those who fell into the Sheng clan’s internal strife.”
Shao Tong hesitated.
Sheng Feng added: "Brother Shao has practiced the Heart-Controlling Dragon Technique, and his willpower should have improved greatly. However, spiritual martial arts often need opportunities to improve. As far as I know, there is a God Gathering Pool in Zhengyang Relic Palace.
That God-gathering array gathers the spiritual energy of mountains and rivers, and is a place where natural creation condenses, which is of great benefit to the cultivation of spiritual will."
Only then did Shao Tong finally speak: "Brother Sheng, people of the Ming Dynasty don't tell secrets. What is your purpose in inviting me to the Zhengyang Relic Mansion so enthusiastically?"
The direct inquiry did not make Shengfeng angry. He chuckled: "Actually, it's nothing. I need something from Zhengyang's legacy. I hope Brother Shao can help me."
Shao Tong was very curious about what he wanted, but although the two had a good friendship, they had secrets from each other, and neither of them were frank people. Sheng Feng did not want to say that it was naturally difficult to force him.
"Okay, I will definitely go there then."
Watching him leave, a dignified look gradually appeared on Shengfeng's face.
"In a short period of time, he gave me the feeling that he had undergone several reincarnations. Master, if you saw such a talent, you would definitely be amazed..."
After murmuring, he raised his head and stared at the moonlit sky, his face full of memories: "It's been more than a year, and I will be able to find that thing for you soon. If it weren't for it, you wouldn't be here...
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At some point he took out a white scarf in his hand, which gave off a faint fragrance under the moonlight.
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Earth, the extremely cold place in northern China.
When Shao Tong got off the plane, his eyes were filled with a vast expanse of silvery white.
The cold and fierce wind roared across the boundless heaven and earth, like a blade of a knife, slicing all living beings.
The passengers who got off the plane were all wrapped tightly in down jackets and sweaters with three layers inside and three outside.
One of the siblings, a pair in their twenties, may have come here for the first time and underestimated the cold here. They only brought one or two cotton-padded jackets and were shivering from the cold at the airport.
"Sister, I told you to bring more clothes, but you insist on saying that traveling with a big suitcase is not tourism." Li Xianyun complained while shrinking like a hedgehog.
"Shut up, don't you think I'm wearing very little clothes? Why don't I look like you?" Although she was shivering from the cold, Li Jiajia still showed her sister's spirit and never admitted her mistake, pointing to the fact that she was only wearing a thin coat.
, Shao Tong stands tall in the cold wind.
When he heard someone talking about him, Shao Tong looked back at them and quickly walked outside.
"Wow, this guy is so handsome." Li Jiajia exclaimed in envy when she saw Shao Tong's jade-like face.
Li Xianyun, who is also a man, became angry: "It's such a cold day and you wear so little. You really risk your life for your grace."
Li Jiajia didn't say much, and walked into the airport hall with his brother, feeling reborn in the heating.
After getting out of the cold, Li Xianyun finally took out his mobile phone and asked while scrolling: "I see there are not many famous attractions nearby. Where should we go tomorrow?"
Li Jiajia thought for a moment and said, "I heard that there is a Wahuang Temple nearby. It is said to be an ancient building from before the Qin and Han Dynasties."
"What? The myth of Nuwa originated in the Yellow River Basin, which is almost to Russia. The ancients thousands of years ago were able to cross thousands of kilometers. To build temples like this, it must have been faked by later generations."
"When you come out to play, don't be so serious. We just decided to go to Wahuang Temple tomorrow."