"Be quiet! Don't overwhelm everything here!"
"Deputy Sect Master, this should be their Kung Fu Hall. I saw a lot of things similar to our jade slips. , here is something that still works! ”
While Tang Ji carefully stepped over the threshold of this palace, which was obviously much taller than other houses, he more carefully held a piece that looked neither gold nor jade, like a banquet. The thing was handed to Wang Hao.
Wang Hao gently took the hand, which felt warm and moist like a precious jade. He curiously put his spiritual consciousness into it.
Suddenly there was a stream of intermittent text coming towards me.
He didn't recognize these words at all, but fortunately, the effect of the tablets and jade slips was similar. They both directly poured the true meaning into people's souls. Therefore, he didn't need to know these words to easily understand the meaning.
However, Wang Yan did not miss this opportunity. His mind moved slightly, and he compared it with the text sent and connected it with its true meaning.
With the mental strength of a monk who transformed into a god, he could understand these words in a blink of an eye.
At the same time, he also understood what this jade-like slip said.
"My name is 'White Cloud Sanren'... The sun and moon are falling, disasters are everywhere, demons are deceiving my heart... I have fled from the All Saints... I watch all living beings in the pottery world wither... I can't bear it... so I set up a 'Star Fire' One Line'... When you enter our door, you must remember one thing... If you see a demon, you must not listen to its words. The only word is to run away!"
"Future disciples, never forget this! Never forget this!!"
"Is this realm called Guantao Realm?"
Wang Hao's spiritual consciousness was collected from Banhu. Come back.
I have a deeper understanding of this world.
Before this ‘Starfire Sect’ was built, this world obviously had its glorious moments.
I just don’t know why, but there seems to be a disaster in the Guantao world, which caused the monks in this area to flee this world one after another. While the capable people escaped, there were always those who were not capable. The Star Fire Sect’s The founder 'Baiyun Sanren' is obviously one of them.
Compared to other weaker people, this Baiyun Sanren was obviously much more powerful. Out of compassion, he also took in many remaining ordinary people and established this 'Starfire Sect'.
This Banhu, which is still useful today, is the entry-level jade slip used by disciples to learn about their own sect.
Perhaps because it is used the most, the mana stored in it is deeper, which is why it is still functioning now.
What makes Wang Yan a little curious is that in this wat-shaped jade slip, Baiyun Sanren has been talking about the 'demon way' repeatedly. What exactly did Baiyun Sanren do to make this Baiyun Sanren want to be an entry-level disciple? The jade slips repeatedly emphasize that they must not be forgotten.
He even directly said, ‘Don’t listen to his words, the only word is, run away! ’ Such words are clearly showing weakness.
But then I thought about it, I don’t know how long it has been since the Spark Sect, and the ‘demon path’ must have already passed away or ascended.
“Being able to escape from a realm on a large scale, the Guantao realm may not have been weaker than the Kokura realm before, but now it has declined like this... If there had not been the blood sacrifice of Han Yanzi, maybe this would have been The future of the Ogura world is over.”
With a sigh, Wang Yan became more and more determined in his thoughts.
The jade slip was returned to Tang Ji for others to pass on.
At the same time, he also walked into the ‘Kung Fu Hall’ that had been covered in dust for who knows how many years.
The first thing you see is a tall statue of the Patriarch that looks like bronze, standing in the middle of the hall.
The appearance is different from what Wang Ba imagined, with an iron face and a beard, a leopard head with eyes, a sword in one hand and a whip in the other.
The evil spirit between the brows is totally different from the dignified elder's style revealed in the jade slip.
It’s quite impressive.
Wang Ba couldn't help but stare for a moment, then raised his hand and bowed politely to the bronze statue.
Then he started walking towards the nearby wooden platforms.
Many similar wats were displayed on the wooden platforms, and many lines were engraved around them. Wang Hao scanned them at will and recognized that they were some kind of prohibition.
Just as time goes by, these restrictions have already become invalid with the disappearance of spiritual energy.
Many of the Banhu protected by it also lost their aura.
However, Wang Ba did not give up. His consciousness swept through each one one by one, and mana was poured into it.
What was exchanged was that pieces of tablets quickly cracked and shattered. Obviously, these tablets could not withstand the baptism of time without the preservation of spiritual energy. They seemed to be complete, but in fact they had already become empty shells. .
Although Wang Yan was a little disappointed, he was not too surprised.
He had anticipated this situation as early as when he saw the formation disappearing in the corridor.
It is an unexpected gain to know the name of this realm and the foundation of the sect here.
Walking leisurely, stop briefly in front of each wooden platform.
But there is an unexpected surprise.
In front of a wooden platform, Wang Hao paused.
The textures on the wooden platform were obviously much more complicated than those seen before. As Wang Yan approached, there was a subtle spiritual energy surging on it, and then a faint The almost invisible forbidden light suddenly lit up.
“Huh?”
Wang Hao looked at the wooden platform unexpectedly, glanced at the lines on it, took note of it, and then couldn't help but frown slightly.
He saw the trouble with this restriction. Once an external force forcibly breaks it, the restriction will directly destroy the Banhu within it.
"But..."
Wang Yan only hesitated for a moment, then raised his hand and patted it lightly.
A weak light suddenly lit up inside the wooden platform and fell on the banquet inside.
It's just that the restriction that may have been indestructible in the past fell on Ban Hut, and there was no ripple at all.
"Sure enough."
There was no surprise in Wang Yan's eyes.
It is extremely difficult for the ban to be preserved to this day, but it is no longer possible to destroy this Banhu as easily as it was many years ago.
Wang Yan just raised his hand and took the Banhu in his hand.
Sure enough, this Ban Hut is obviously different from other Ban Huts. Although the spiritual energy on it is much thinner, there is still a faint aura.
This made Wang Yan feel excited.
Dangji immediately put his spiritual consciousness into it.
Wow——
A figure with an iron face and a beard, a leopard head and eyes, holding a sword in one hand and a whip in the other suddenly appeared in Wang Hao's mind.
He has a fierce temperament and an expressionless face.
“This post contains many sages and sages who have passed down the Taoist world for tens of thousands of years, a total of 3,652 kinds. Although the saints fled, they eventually felt ashamed and left many sages for future generations. Those who understand, I have heard that although people have made mistakes, Taoism is not sinful, so I list them here. Remember Those who have not understood the way of heaven and earth should not easily get involved in other things. They are listed below, "Awen Nagama Sutra" and "Netherworld Breaking the Void"..."
"It is actually the Taoist inheritance of monks in this world."
Wang Yan couldn't help but show a rare hint of joy.
This is not just the inheritance of a single skill, but the inheritance of more than 3,000 Taoist traditions!
To be able to be called orthodox, it naturally requires a systematic practice method and a lot of experience and guidance.
And so many Taoist inheritances are immeasurably precious treasures even for monks in the Kokura Realm.
Especially him.
Using it as a reference and learning from the strengths of others can enrich his foundation of Wan Dharma Lineage.
“There is so much precious knowledge hidden in this tablet... No wonder its protection is extraordinary.”
Wang Ba also suddenly understood.
The precious and important place was put away.
Glancing around, he looked over one by one.
During this process, he gained another benefit and obtained a well-preserved Fangwu Zhi.
It lists many rare spiritual plants, spiritual beasts, spiritual materials, precious medicines, etc. The purpose should be to prevent the disciples from missing opportunities due to their shallow knowledge when they go out.
There are heavy scratch marks on the banquet. Apparently many people borrowed it, and it seems to have been preserved because of this.
Wang Hao’s spiritual consciousness swept through it, and he actually knew the name of the golden lotus spirit beast.
The name of this beast is ‘Lian Gu’, because its legs are slender and slender. At first glance, it looks like a woman standing in a pavilion, hence the name.
It can swallow the energy of fire and the essence and blood of living things to nourish the spirit. It is extremely rare and on the verge of extinction.
The Fang Wu Zhi also specifically stated that if you encounter Lian Gu, you must not kill her, so there are very few beasts.
"It's a pity that the Baiyun Sanren probably didn't expect that the monks in this world would be exterminated first, but these Lotus Sisters survived."
Wang Hao secretly thought in his heart. Sigh.
This is also the principle of the way of heaven. The way of heaven is impartial and has no partiality. Although monks have advantages in practice, they are not necessarily the protagonists of heaven and earth.
But this way of heaven is not a world spirit, but more like the rules of the world sea.
He put away Fang Wu Zhi and remembered all the contents in Fang Wu Zhi.
It was handed over to Tang Ji again.
Times have changed, and the content in this book may not be accurate, but it can save him a lot of things. He only needs to follow the pictures and find some useful treasures.
Wang Yan continued to search.
Then there was no more harvest, and all the Banhu in the Kung Fu Hall turned into dust.
Others continued to search.
However, no one can resist the power of time. Almost as soon as Wang Yan walked out of the Kung Fu Hall, the Kung Fu Hall could no longer hold its strength and suddenly turned into powder. Only the Patriarch's Palace The statue may have been preserved due to its special material, but in an instant, the statue of the Patriarch was completely destroyed. As if it had gone through countless years, it rapidly aged, mottled, and decayed, and then changed beyond recognition. The sword and long whip in the hand broke silently and fell...
In the blink of an eye, this Kung Fu Temple was gone. Existing again, only a handful of ashes remain, quietly telling the changes of the years.
Wang Hao watched this scene quietly, sighing slightly in his heart, and then looked around.
On Stone Island, with the arrival of the monks from the Kokura Kai community, even though everyone has tried their best to maintain it, in the end they can only look at these buildings that should have been annihilated in the long river of time, one by one in the blink of an eye. From being shiny and new, it becomes dim, decayed, decayed, collapsed...
Looking at this scene, all the monks present had complicated expressions.
They also felt the sad undertone wandering in this sect.
"If you can't live forever, this will happen..."
Someone in the crowd sighed softly.
At this moment, someone suddenly exclaimed:
"What is that?"
Wang Yan and several monks heard the words and couldn't help but follow the words.
However, on these many stone islands, there is a building that seems to be decaying slower than the surroundings.
And in this room, there was a flash of spiritual light!
Wang Hao's heart skipped a beat, and he didn't care that his actions would cause the place to collapse faster. He flashed and landed in front of the building.
The wooden door had rotted rapidly, and even turned into a wisp of smoke that dispersed in the blink of an eye.
There are also signs of weathering on the walls, as if time has been accelerated here.
Wang Yan directly pushed aside these barriers and saw something like paper and pen on a table in front of him near the window, as well as a scroll.
A tiger-shaped paperweight is pressed on the paper. It is this paperweight that blooms slightly with brilliance, sheltering everything on the table in the brilliance.
“Fifth level magic weapon!”
Wang Ba's heart was shocked. Although the aura in it was extremely weak and seemed to turn into powder at any time, he still tried his best to protect the table at this moment.
Without any time to think about it, he quickly landed in front of the desk, and his eyes were immediately attracted by the contents on the paper.
The language used in it is naturally the language of the pottery world, and Wang Yan knows most of it.
"...The evil spirits come again and again, like ghosts and evil spirits. They can't be caught and can't be seen, and they can't be killed. It's so hateful! I already knew that all the saints were deceived! What if the outside world is such a good place? , why did the sages of the past need to ascend? It's a pity that when the demon came back, they were nowhere to be seen, I'm afraid they were poisoned... But This demonic path is not the same in my realm. If I want to eradicate the evil of this demonic path, I am afraid that I have to go outside the realm and enter the "land of wind and evil". I can just go, but the disciples in the sect are still weak, alas... ”
The handwriting is scrawled, as if the owner was scribbling, but you can also see the dilemma in the owner’s heart at this moment.
Wang Yan quickly read on:
"...But the demon must be eradicated, otherwise the world of pottery viewing will never have peace. It's a pity that our colleagues are now hiding in hiding, and it seems they can only be alone——"
When the handwriting reaches this point, it stops abruptly.
The writing pen was also casually discarded next to it, without even having time to place it on the hanging pen next to it.
The paperweight also pressed a corner of the paper randomly.
Apparently the owner suddenly encountered something while writing and left in a great hurry.
Or maybe he was planning to come back after finishing his work, but judging from the situation on the table, it was obvious that he had not been able to come back.
As for the owner of this piece of paper, it is not difficult to guess that it is probably the Baiyun Sanren.
Although so much time has passed, Wang Yan can still feel the rush and urgency of Baiyun Sanren when he dropped the pen and paper.
Along with this, there was a deep doubt in Wang Hao's heart.
"Demon Dao... I heard that this Baiyun Sanren comes from outside the world. Could it be that he is an innate god and demon?"
As far as he knows, among the creatures outside the world, only innate gods and demons have intelligence.
But he also noticed another keyword mentioned by Baiyun Sanren.
"The land of wind evil... refers to the wind disaster area next to it?"
"It seems that the wind disaster outside has existed a long time ago, and people in this world are not familiar with it. There is also some understanding outside the circle.”
Wang Ba immediately felt a pity in his heart. The information about the outside world may be recorded in a tablet in the Gongfa Hall. It is a pity that those tablets have become useless over time.
Just as I was thinking about it, the surrounding walls, doors and windows had quickly collapsed and peeled off.
It seems to have touched something.
‘Click! ’
The tiger-shaped paperweight pressed against the paper suddenly cracked!
The spiritual light covering the desk suddenly flickered, and then quickly dimmed!
“No, it’s going to break!”
Wang Yan was shocked and quickly wanted to put away the paper, but as soon as his magic power touched the paper, the paper silently turned into a pile. powder!
“It’s been too long!”
Wang Yan’s eyes moved slightly and he immediately noticed the scroll next to him.
Without thinking too much, he quickly grabbed the scroll with his magic power!
However, as soon as he grasped the scope of the paperweight, he immediately noticed that the corners of the scroll were quickly blackening, wrinkled, and rotting like after the flames burned out...
" It can’t be saved!”
Wang Yan made his judgment almost instantly!
The decision was made immediately.
He swallowed mana and spread out the scroll that was rapidly decaying from the four corners in an instant!
The portrait in the scroll is revealed.
The surrounding houses collapsed silently, raising countless dust.
However, at this moment, Wang Yan’s hair stood on end, as if he had fallen into an ice cave!
Staring at the portrait, his eyes were full of disbelief and wonder!
Dust swayed.
In the portrait, a Taoist in purple robe and green beard is tilting his head and looking at him curiously.
The pen and ink are clear and lifelike. Even the purple-robed Taoist's pair of demonic double eyes are painted so vividly, just like a real person...
"The demon Taoist is actually him!?" (End of this chapter)