Chapter 1872 One Hundred Thousand Divine Swords Town Sky
The jungles, medicinal gardens and mountain peaks around the holy city all looked dry and bleak, without much life.
Especially the Spiritual Beast Garden in the east, which housed many rare and rare spiritual beasts back then, including not only flocks of cranes, but also galloping Pegasus horses.
But now, in the huge spirit beast garden, there are not even a few spirit beasts to be seen.
The gates and walls of the zoo are in dilapidated condition, with fragments of bricks and stones scattered everywhere, and the ground is full of holes.
The situation in the Medicine Garden west of the Holy City is not much better.
The large formation protecting the medicine garden has disappeared, leaving only a few scattered small formations still shining faintly.
Most of the flower beds and medicinal fields have turned into gray-brown wasteland, with many potholes and ravines scattered on the ground.
Only the innermost medicinal gardens still grow some medicinal herbs and spiritual flowers.
All in all, when Ji Tianxing stood on the top of the mountain and looked around, all he saw was scenes of decay and withering.
He simply couldn't believe that this gloomy, dilapidated and gloomy holy city was the holy land of martial arts and wonderland he had created back then.
Zhibai and Shouhei had been standing behind Ji Tianxing, deeply feeling his emotional changes.
The two people also felt a little heavy, and explained with a gloomy look: "Master, Tianzhu Mountain was never like this before. This place was the top martial arts holy land thousands of years ago!"
"It's just that in the past thousand years, many forces have been secretly dealing with us, and our sect's power has continued to weaken, and it has become what it is today..."
Zhibai Shouhei knew that the current situation in Tianzhu Mountain was really worrying and had reached a critical stage.
They are absolutely loyal to Tianzhu Mountain, so naturally they will not dislike it, let alone have any dissent.
However, some unsteady disciples in the sect have already begun to flee.
Therefore, when they saw Ji Tianxing's solemn expression, they were worried that Ji Tianxing would dislike the decline of Tianzhu Mountain.
Ji Tianxing said nothing, and flew the black dragon over the jungle, landing in the holy city.
The layout of the Holy City is rather peculiar, it is circular in shape and is located on the top of a mountain.
There are thirty-six ancient mansions in the outer circle, and eighteen majestic palaces in the inner circle.
In the middle of the holy city is a dojo with a radius of hundreds of miles, guarded by numerous palaces and houses.
The huge dojo is paved with dozens of types of stones, all of which are spiritual stones and precious stones with extraordinary effects.
The ground as a whole is dark blue and is engraved with large arrays of lines and patterns.
This large formation with a radius of a hundred miles was created by the sword god and is called the Great Sky Formation.
The Cangqiong Formation is not only the core of Tianzhu Mountain, but also has eighty-one changes, which can be transformed into various formations with extraordinary effects.
In the middle of the dojo, stands a thousand-foot-tall black stone tablet, like a giant sword standing tall against the sky.
There is no doubt that the majestic black sword monument was cast based on the Sky Burial Sword and is also the totem of Tianzhu Mountain.
Under the huge sword monument, there is a base with a radius of one hundred feet, with many patterns and seal characters engraved on it.
Those lines of vigorous and powerful characters were also written by the Sword God, and they were written about the righteousness of the sword and the sect rules of Tianzhu Mountain.
After thousands of years, the black sword monument is still intact, adding a bit of vicissitudes of life and simplicity.
The black dragon landed on the dojo. Ji Tianxing looked at the sword monument. After looking at it for a few times, his eyes softened a lot.
No matter how much Tianzhu Mountain declines, no matter how disappointing the disciples are.
At least the dojo and the sword monument have been preserved, which can be considered a blessing among misfortunes.
Ji Tianxing stood under the sword monument, staring at the base with complicated eyes, looking at the patterns and words on the black stone wall.
The rows of dragons and phoenixes dancing in the air, with vigorous and powerful characters, exude unparalleled domineering power and sword intent.
Even after thousands of years, the ancient characters still seem to have come alive, making people dare not look directly at them and feel a sense of awe in their hearts.
"If you don't hide your personal interests as a teacher and don't hesitate to die as a disciple, you can have a long-lasting reputation!"
This sentence comes from the mouth of the Sword God and is written before the Tianzhu Mountain Gate Rules. It is the general outline of the thirty-six Gate Rules.
Thousands of years ago, the martial arts masters and disciples of Tianzhu Mountain always kept this sentence in mind.
Therefore, Tianzhu Mountain thousands of years ago was as powerful as a rainbow and commanding the world, and was known as the largest sect in the world.
Ji Tianxing silently recited the general outline of the sect's rules, his eyes gradually moved up, looking towards the sky along the sword monument, and suddenly he raised his head and laughed.
"Hahahaha... The endless river flows eastward, the waves wash away the heroes, and the success or failure of right and wrong turns to nothing!
The holy mountain is still there, and the sunset turns red several times.
The white-haired fisherman and woodcutter on the river bank, accustomed to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze, met again with a pot of turbid wine.
So many things in ancient and modern times have been discussed and laughed at!"
Ji Tianxing opened his arms and laughed wildly, his tone containing a strong sense of desolation and freedom.
Heilong, Zhibai and Shouhei looked at his back with complicated expressions. Feeling the endless desolation, their hearts became very heavy.
Zangtian also flew out of Ji Tianxing's body, turned into a black stream of light, and swooped into the huge sword monument.
Suddenly, the thousand-foot-tall ancient sword monument seemed to come alive, blooming with a dazzling cold light and emitting a sword cry that pierced the sky.
Ji Tianxing waved his sleeves and stood proudly under the sword monument in the wind, with his long hair fluttering and a solemn look on his face, shouting: "The seas have changed, the stars have changed!
The glory of the past is no longer there, and I am coming back again!
Three thousand disciples secure the world, and one hundred thousand divine swords control the sky!"
As the majestic sound spread, an invisible momentum that was majestic and overwhelming, swept out like a violent wind and swept through the entire dojo.
The 10,000-foot-tall Tianzhu Mountain seemed to have a soul. It obeyed his orders and surrendered to his pressure, and even swayed three times!
At this time, a white-haired Taoist wearing apricot-yellow Taoist robes and holding a golden whisk was rushing over from a short distance with several old men in purple robes.
As soon as everyone stepped onto the dojo, they saw Ji Tianxing, Heilong and Zhibai Shouhei, and heard Ji Tianxing's desolate laughter.
Especially the last few loud shouts were thunderous and deafening.
The white-haired Taoist suddenly trembled and froze on the spot with stiff steps, and an extremely shocked expression appeared on his old face.
His eyes were wide open, as if he had seen the most incredible thing in the world, and his whole body was shaking with excitement.
"Master...Master?!"
The white-haired Taoist's beard trembled with excitement as he murmured to himself. His old eyes turned red and his eye sockets became moist.
His legs went weak and he almost knelt down to salute.
Several old men in purple robes didn't know what was going on. They only saw the white-haired Taoist's expression change drastically and didn't know what was going on.
One of the elders glared angrily at Ji Tianxing under the sword monument, and shouted in a majestic tone: "Who is making noise here! How dare you be rude to our holy sword!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the white-haired Taoist suddenly turned his head, stared at him with sharp eyes, and shouted angrily: "You bastard! Shut up!"
Several elders in purple robes were dumbfounded. They all looked at each other and looked at the white-haired Taoist with doubts on their faces.