Chapter 1940: Ancient city

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Sanctuary.
It is rare for Tao Ze to leave the back mountain of Dianjiao Peak and put on the solemn red teaching robe.
He looked up at the tall and handsome verdant mountain ahead.
Among the peaks of the temple, this mountain is definitely the tallest and largest.
Aside from the unquestionably core Xiange Mountain, there are only mountains of this size on which the twelve academic palaces are located.
An inner disciple wearing a cyan Dao robe flew over and stopped in front of Tao Ze.
This is a female disciple, with a charming figure and a pretty face.
On her chest, there is a crescent sign.
"I don't know why Teacher Tao suddenly came to my Moon Academy?" The disciple gave a small salute and asked seriously.
"Visit the Taoist Qingxia, please ask for your instructions." Tao Ze said politely.
"Master is in retreat, not seeing guests." The disciple said neither humble nor arrogant.
"You just said I was looking for her." Tao Ze said.
A hint of doubt flashed in the female disciple's eyes.
The teaching and learning all have the ability to fly freely between the peaks. If Tao Ze is really familiar with Taoist Qingxia, then naturally there is no need for such a polite notification and request, just go and look for it.
If you need to report for instructions, it means that the two have no deep friendship.
Moreover, she has been in the Moon Academy for nearly a hundred years, and she is familiar with her master's gentle temperament, her preference for seclusion, and her frequent contacts are those of Shang dynasty teachers at Dongling Peak.
This Tao Ze also lived in Dianjiaofeng all the year round, and was notoriously low-key and unpopular in the church.
So why can he let Master go out to meet him?
"Trouble," Tao Ze saw the female disciple's hesitation, took out a top-quality pill between flipping hands, quietly threw it to the latter, and bowed solemnly.
"Okay, but if the master doesn't see me, I can't help it." The female disciple glanced at the color of the pill, and calmly put it down, nodding.
"Trouble!" Tao Ze smiled politely again.
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After a while, the female disciple finally came to a beautiful place among the mountain peaks.
In the front is a small lake, behind the small lake is a woods, in the woods you can vaguely see several indirect houses.
"Master, please see Tao Ze from Dianjiaofeng at the foot of the mountain." The female disciple stopped in front of the lake and saluted respectfully.
"Tao Ze of Dianjiaofeng?!" A woman's voice suddenly sounded, it sounded gentle and quiet, which made people feel comfortable subconsciously.
"Yes," the female disciple lowered her head, concealing the surprise and surprise on her face at this time.
Having practiced in the Moon Academy for a hundred years, this was the first time she had seen her master show some mood swings, and it was too rare.
"Invite him!" the female voice said again.
A moment later, under the leadership of this female disciple, Tao Ze appeared here.
"You go back first." The voice came from the forest.
The female disciple knew it was for herself, and after saluting respectfully, she left with full of doubts and curiosity.
"You come in," the voice said to Tao Ze.
Tao Ze took a deep breath, and while looking at the surrounding scene with a somewhat complicated expression, he bypassed the small lake, entered the woods, and came to the front of the house.
A graceful figure wearing a white veil was standing at the door, looking at Tao Ze seriously.
She doesn't look very old, her face is like a peach blossom, her skin is as powdery as snow, and her skin is icy, but her beautiful eyes are full of vicissitudes.
"I have seen Senior Qingxia!" Tao Ze respectfully bowed to the younger generation.
"It's been three hundred years, you finally remembered to see me," Taoist Qingxia nodded, and said faintly: "Although you didn't say it clearly, you must actually hate me in your heart."
Tao Ze smiled bitterly and said nothing.
"I have advised countless times that Zuo Qiuyi will only kill himself in the end. Unfortunately, he is still frantically searching for the secret of so-called luck."
"Even if he finds it, what can he do?"
"He insisted on going his own way, and then who knew that he brought you and Lu Wenbin in again. How high your talents were back then, but now you have been compromised like this!" Taoist Qingxia shook his head regretfully.
"You hate me for being indifferent and ruthless, and completely severing ties with Zuo Qiuyi!" Then, she returned to her sorrow and continued earnestly.
"It seems that your choice is right now," Tao Ze said slowly.
"Actually, I have always hated myself," Taoist Qingxia shook his head slightly, and said: "I often think that if I continue to persevere, I might be able to save him...Of course, it doesn't make sense to say this now. "
"I came to you today, it is actually related to this matter!" Tao Ze said.
"I guessed something," Taoist Qingxia said.
"Senior Brother Lu discovered the place where Zuoqiu's training had fallen back then, on Cuizhu Island. He and Ye Tian took the opportunity of the inner disciples to go and search for it. Ye Tian is..."
"I know that little deacon!" Taoist Qingxia stopped Tao Ze from trying to explain Ye Tian for herself.
"In short, the previous situation is like this." Tao Ze said solemnly: "Before, there was a gentleman named Han Muyun on Peiyuan Peak. He and Ye Tian had a bet about entry assessment. After losing, come here. Come to my Dianjiaofeng as a deacon."
"Because of him, I sensed that they seemed to be preparing to kill Ye Tian on Cuizhu Island!"
"In this way, Senior Brother Lu may be very likely and dangerous."
"I want to ask you to come out of the mountain and go to Cuizhu Island to rescue them!" Tao Ze bowed deeply to Taoist Qingxia.
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Cuizhu Island.
At the bottom of Bihu, Huangquan is under seal.
After being pulled into the whirlpool by the red mist spreading from the jade ring, Ye Tian felt like he had penetrated a barrier.
Behind the whirlpool is a strange space.
The environment is gloomy, full of numerous chaotic air currents.
Of course, the most is the so-called devilish energy.
The magic energy on Cuizhu Island escaped from here, and its scale and quantity were of course extremely abundant.
But Ye Tian didn't feel any harm from this devil qi from the beginning, although the concentration has greatly increased now, it is harmless.
"How are you?" Ye Tian looked at Lu Wenbin next to him.
"Fortunately," the latter nodded, indicating that there was nothing wrong with him.
The two moved forward, carefully looking at the surrounding environment.
Although this devilish energy does not seem to have any substantial harm to people, it has a characteristic that Ye Tian discovered earlier.
That is the suppression of spirit and consciousness.
The concentration here has greatly increased, and the effect on the monk's consciousness and spirit is naturally rising.
At the same time, the pervasive black fog also greatly damaged the sight, making it impossible to see the surroundings at all.
"The ability to look and feel is weakened here too severely," Ye Tian was affected, not to mention Lu Wenbin, shaking his head and exclaimed.
Ye Tian pondered for a moment and closed his eyes.
After a while, gently opened it.
The faint light of spiritual energy filled Ye Tian's eyes, which greatly increased his vision.
At the same time, the powerful spirit of Ye Tian's true celestial peak unreservedly stretched out!
There is no unknown danger in the seal of Huangquan, and Lu Wenbin beside him can also believe that Ye Tian will no longer hide.
Lu Wenbin beside him really felt that in Ye Tian's body beside him, an extremely powerful aura that made people look like a mountain suddenly awakened!
Even the Taoist Luo Liu, who was doing his best just now, is far inferior to his current aura!
Taoist Luo Liu is the cultivation base of the real immortal mid-term!
So what exactly is Ye Tian's strength?
Lu Wenbin was a little afraid to think about it.
He looked at Ye Tian in surprise, dumbfounded.
He wanted to ask something, but he felt too confused and didn't know what to ask.
Ye Tian ignored Lu Wenbin's thoughts ups and downs next to him, and now it is not the time to talk about this, he is carefully observing the surrounding situation.
With the combination of the enhanced eyesight and the fully unfolded spirit, all the clues of the surrounding area fell into Ye Tian's eyes.
Ye Tian's eyes narrowed slightly, and he gave a soft voice.
Here, it turned out to be a city!
At this time, the two of them were clearly standing in front of a city gate, above the city gate, there was a plaque with the words Nanyun City written on it.
Crossing the city gate, you can see the straight streets, neat houses and shops on both sides of the street, all neatly arranged to the end of the line of sight.
"South Cloud City?" Ye Tian whispered softly, thinking about the books he had read about the world of Jiuzhou, looking for the name.
Soon, he remembered.
This name is related to Chaoshanhai thousands of years ago!
According to historical records, Chaoshanhai saw that the Shenzong had no way, and the souls were disgraced, and they made the ambition to save the common people in their hearts. They left Xiange Academy and walked in the world, looking for a way to change all of this.
And when Chao Shanhai and his companions just left Xiange Academy, they lived in a place called Nanyun City.
Later, as they continued to grow stronger, they attracted the attention of Shenzong and sent people to directly destroy Nanyun City and fled toward Shanhai and others.
Moreover, Nanyun City was clearly on the mainland not far from Xiange Academy, how could it appear on the Cuizhu Island in the lonely sea, ten thousand miles away from the mainland.
Most likely, it should be just the same name.
Ye Tian shook his head and walked into the South Cloud City with Lu Wenbin.
The surroundings are silent, and the streets are full of silent and corrupt debris. Some furniture and objects are scattered on the road in a mess. It seems that there has been some chaos in the city before.
Going further inside, Ye Tian began to see some human bones, lying everywhere.
There is no trace of fighting.
It should be a pure killing.
"Do you know this place?" Ye Tian asked aloud.
Although Lu Wenbin's vision and soul were suppressed, it was impossible for him to lose sight of the situation at hand.
"No, the furnishings and architectural styles are a bit unfamiliar." After a while, Lu Wenbin's surprise and speculation about Ye Tian's strength were also suppressed forcibly, focusing on the situation at this time, focusing on the situation. Looking at the surrounding situation, he said.
The two of them continued to move forward, but looking at it, the doubts and incomprehension on Lu Wenbin's face began to grow stronger.
"How do these things look a bit old?" At this point, Lu Wenbin suddenly said: "I said to my heart how to look so unfamiliar. This is something that the architectural style and people's living habits would use when Shenzong was ten thousand years ago. !"
"This city is ten thousand years ago!?" Ye Tian frowned slightly.
"Obviously!" Lu Wenbin seriously pointed to a collapsed stone tower not far away in the middle of the street.
The stone tower is about one foot high and has an octagonal shape, surrounded by runes of unknown meaning.
"This is the age of Shenzong. People on Jiuzhou used it exclusively to worship things that were dedicated to the temple." Lu Wenbin said: "Later, as the mountains and seas destroyed Shenzong, this kind of thing was destroyed and it was forbidden to appear in the temple. Jiuzhou is in the world."
"So, this South Cloud City should have a history of at least 10,000 years..."
The two continued to move forward, and the bones began to increase gradually.
At the same time, signs of fighting began to appear.
It's no longer just a one-sided killing.
Ye Tian saw a white bone holding an iron sword in his hand and pierced deeply into another person's chest.
But the top of the neck of the man holding the sword was empty, without a head.
Obviously, it should have been during the battle that the sword bearer had just killed the opponent before he was decapitated by others.
The iron sword was well preserved, and Ye Tianshun picked it up.
Lu Wenbin's eyes fell on the sword and his pupils shrank.
"This is a Taoist sword of the temple system!?" Lu Wenbin said in a deep voice.
Ye Tian had also seen the kind of Taoist sword that the temple disciples all had. Although it was somewhat similar, it was still different from the one in front of him in some places.
"No," Lu Wenbin saw the doubt in Ye Tian's eyes and explained: "To be precise, this is the Dao Sword equipped by the disciples in Xiange Academy, so there are indeed some differences in some places."
Although this sword looked on the surface, after tens of thousands of years, there was no way to actually use it. After Ye Tian looked at it, he threw it away.
Continuing to look at other places, a few more such swords appeared.
The battle that once took place in this city was obviously extremely tragic, and there were many cases of death.
After half an hour, the two came to the city.
In the center of the city is a large-scale palace, where there are the most bones, almost covering the ground, densely surrounding the palace.
In front of the palace gate, bones have been piled up high, blocking the door.
Seeing this, Ye Tian couldn't help but appear in front of his eyes.
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In the ancient city, a fierce battle is taking place. Among the defenders, there seems to be some disciples of Xiange Academy, and of course there are many other identities who fight side by side and resist the enemy.
But their enemies are very powerful. They retreat steadily, and finally retreat to the center of the city.
Finally there is no return!
But they shouldn't give up. Instead, they fought around the palace to the last moment, until the last person was killed.
When all these defenders were killed, the killing was on the outermost ordinary people in Nanyun City who had no room for resistance.
In panic and panic, they were hacked to death one by one like cutting wheat.
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Ye Tian gently separated the piled bones and opened the gate of the palace.
"Crack—"
Between the opening and closing of the door, there was a sour rubbing sound, and a rotten and ruined breath and smoke came over.
Entering this hall, there are flat and smooth carved stone slabs at the foot, and the middle is empty. The four walls are divided into obvious large grids. In those grids, there are a series of murals.
Around the main hall, there are a total of 28 murals!
Covered with thick dust, people can't see what the painting is.
Ye Tian waved his hand lightly, a breeze blew by, and took a leisurely turn in the hall, blowing all the dust out along the open door.
(End of this chapter)