According to Oona.
She was only thirteen or fourteen years old when she came here.
It was because he inadvertently showed his amazing talent while worshiping the gods, and was favored by the gods.
Since then, Azhiya has taken her with him, thinking of training her as the next generation of wizards in the tribe.
For tribal men.
You don't become an adult until you kill a wild animal with your own hands.
As for the wizard's inheritance, you need to go deep into the black desert to find a section of your own sacred tree.
Plus the sand dunes are moving all the time.
When we arrived that time, the ancient city had just experienced a huge storm, and the buried layer of floating sand was blown away, and some clues of the ruins could be seen.
Just...
This is clearly not the case now.
Hearing the temple she mentioned, Yang Fang's eyes flashed, "Is it the black leaning tower?"
I don't blame him for thinking so.
The black tower enshrines the queen, the imaginary space, and the eyeball totem at the top, which should be an altar or a temple.
The only thing he didn't quite understand was.
Where did the stone pillar come from?
Not only him, but also Kunlun and the old foreigners on the side all looked at her.
But after hearing Yang Fang's description, Oona calmly shook her head.
“That is a sacred tower, not a temple.”
“The temple is about a hundred or ten meters away from the black tower, and is shaped like a double black mountain layout.”
One hundred and ten meters?
Hearing this, Chen Yulou’s heart moved slightly and he also fell into deep thought.
The fingers click lightly.
Countless pictures emerged in my mind one by one.
Before, he used his spiritual consciousness to roughly scan the several miles around the black tower.
Soon...
A building buried in the yellow sand, with only half of the temple roof exposed, froze in front of me.
It is completely different from the black tower with six or seven floors and more than ten meters high.
The stone hall of the temple is wide and vast.
Plus being obscured by the surrounding buildings, he really didn’t notice much strangeness before.
"What's in the temple?"
Chen Yulou slowly opened his eyes. As he opened and closed them, the depths of his deep eyes seemed to reflect the starry sky above his head shrouded in clouds and mist.
Even if I have seen it many times.
Oona still couldn't help but marvel in her heart.
She had only seen such mysterious and distant eyes on statues of gods.
Looking at him with such eyes, it seemed as if his whole body was being penetrated, and he could no longer hide any secrets.
“A jade eye.”
Almost subconsciously, Oona responded.
“It is like a real eyeball, even bloodshot, with distinct pupils. It is enshrined deep in the temple. Atta said that it is the eye of the gods, which can confuse people’s hearts and see all things.”
Jade eyeballs! !
Listen to her recall what she saw back then.
Partridge Whistle's expression suddenly changed. He, who had always been calm, could not suppress the change in his mood at all. He only felt that his heart was surging, and his blood was surging all over his body.
That day in the underground altar of Xiye Ancient City.
They also found one.
According to the mural records, the Queen ordered the Lord of Xiye Kingdom to secretly imitate it.
But that's just a fake.
The real jade eyeball was made by the people ordered by the sage Zagrama.
The purpose is to peer into the endless deep cave under the Holy Mountain.
The ancestor I met outside the city earlier came just to find it.
Unfortunately, the jade eyeball was controlled by the queen. He traveled around for many years and finally destroyed the ancient country of Jingjue, but he could not see it until his death.
"That's it!"
"Brother Chen...the real jade eye."
When I thought that they had most likely passed by the temple's jade eye just now, the partridge whistle I wish I could fly back with my wings, dig through the yellow sand, and get that jade eye.
"I know."
Aware of his ups and downs, Chen Yulou could not help but comfort him softly.
Over the course of thousands of years, everything has changed. Not to mention the ruins of the ancestral land, even the exquisite ancient country thousands of years ago has been turned into a pile of ruins.
Now antiquities from the sage era appear.
Who can keep calm?
Isn't that the case for him? Before entering the Black Desert, no, to be precise, before setting off from Xiangyin, he was determined to get that eyeball.
Of course, getting it is just the first step of the plan.
besides.
The most important thing is the Eyes of the Ghost Mother.
Just like everything the Samsara Sect did back then.
Dig into the nine-story demon building and obtain the unbounded demon pupil of the first-generation ghost mother in the Snowy Demonic Kingdom. With it, you can open the passage to the imaginary space.
The tomb of the first generation ghost mother is difficult to find
But Queen Jingjue's tomb is under the ancient city. As long as she opens the sarcophagus and gets her eyes, the same thing can be done.
And his biggest support is the Muchen Bead.
From ancient times to the present, in addition to the Zagrama lineage, countless people from the Samsara Sect and the Jingjue Ancient Kingdom have been struggling to find its existence.
But the only ones who really own it are the Snow Demon Kingdom and...them.
Many thoughts flashed through my mind.
In an instant, Chen Yulou calmed down.
"But..."
"It's right there, isn't it?"
Partridge Whistle wanted to say something else, but Chen Yulou patted him lightly on the shoulder. .
This sentence is so familiar.
He couldn't help but be startled.
When he arrived here before, the old foreigner was eager to go to the holy mountain to worship. He was so comforted at the time, but now that it fell on him, it was so difficult to restrain himself.
“I’m anxious.”
Partridge Whistle sighed.
Since even they have never found the temple, it already illustrates the difficulty.
After tonight, early tomorrow morning, hundreds of Xiling bandits who are best at moving mountains and flat hills will attack at the same time. Even if they are deep underground, it will not take too long.
"By the way, Oona, do you still remember the road to the underground royal city?"
Seeing that his expression returned to calm, Chen Yulou patted his shoulder, and then looked at Oona again .
"I will never forget it in this life."
Hearing this, Chen Yulou's eyes lit up, "Where is the sacred tree?"
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he suddenly realized that it seemed a little too revealing, and subconsciously added.
"Is there any danger around?"
"I remember that the sacred tree was planted next to an underground lake... Oh, by the way, before getting to the underground lake, you need to pass through a long underground Slope."
Oona said softly.
In his idle thoughts, Chen Yulou slowly unfolded a map.
When he was in Chenjiazhuang, he took a few days to draw the maps of Jingjue Ancient City and Kunlun Temple by hand, and then repeatedly refined and added them.
It can be said that the style and structure of the two ancient tombs have been deeply ingrained in my mind.
Oona just finished her words at this moment.
Among the shadows reflected in front of me, one area suddenly lit up.
Underground lake.
Isn't it just a cave?
Through the front hall, main hall and back hall, and across a slope, you can reach the place where Oona said.
It’s just...
In the entire tomb of King Jingjue, the shamans of the Turkic tribe in the past dynasties have only reached less than one-third.
Not to mention the Queen's coffin, even the burial pit has never been reached.
No wonder she never mentioned the existence of Jingjian Agama from beginning to end.
As the patron saint of the ghost cave, the snake tide hovers outside the tomb, and only a few are scattered in the ancient city.
It is precisely because of this.
The moment he discovered the black snake in Gumo Prefecture, he concluded that something was wrong with Jingjue Ancient City.
“Okay, I understand.”
Chen Yulou nodded.
No more words.
Looked into the distance.
Under a section of wall outside the ancient city.
A bonfire burned brightly on the sand, reflecting countless busy figures.
Each has a clear division of labor.
Set up camp and make a fire to cook, while the others collect firewood everywhere.
Water and fire are extremely scarce in the desert.
The coast along the ancient Kongque River is fine, and dead Populus euphratica can often be seen, but if it deviates from the river, even the most drought-tolerant Haloxylon ammodendron trees are hard to see.
Put your mind away.
In her peripheral vision, Oona was still immersed in memories from many years ago.
Chen Yulou couldn't help but sigh secretly.
I don’t know whether to say that the Turkic wizards of all ages have good luck or bad luck.
Say good luck.
They were able to enter the underground royal city, find the sacred tree, and escape intact.
As luck would have it, if you cross the underground lake, go forward more than ten meters, walk across the stone bridge, and open the gate, you will encounter the coffin of Queen Jingjue.
That is a coffin made of a whole Kunlun sacred tree.
Not to mention the mere magic staff and Dharma drum, it is more than enough to build a big ship.
But...
If you really want to enter the tomb.
There is a high probability that they will fall into the snake tide and end up dead without a burial place. "Well, Miss Oona..."
The atmosphere suddenly fell into silence.
The old foreigner suddenly thought of something.
However, before a word could be asked, a strange cry suddenly came from the ancient city shrouded in darkness behind him.
"Someone..."
Although it sounds vague.
But among the people present, none of them were talented people.
The five senses are inherently different from ordinary people.
In an instant, several people, including Chen Yulou, stood up from the sand. Their eyes met in the night sky, and a trace of concentration flashed across their faces.
They had clearly checked briefly before.
Although we are only halfway gone.
But it doesn’t look like there are people in the city at all.
Nowadays, life suddenly appears, and there is a high probability that there is only one possibility.
“It’s another team!”
The old foreigner frowned, his words suddenly stopped, and a trace of murderous intent burst out from his brows.
"Shopkeeper Chen, senior brother, I'm going to arrest him."
"I'm going too."
Seeing him take off his big bow and take the initiative to ask for a tassel, Yang Fang Who could hold back anymore, he immediately took a step forward and chased after him.
“Kunlun, you should go and have a look too.”
"It's best to be alive."
"Yes!"
Kunlun nodded heavily.
The shopkeeper’s special naming must be vivid, and the intention is self-evident.
The nearly two-meter-tall figure carrying a spurge on his back did not feel stagnant at all in the sand dunes. Wherever he passed, dust and sand exploded.
Following the sound, Chen Yulou raised his eyes and looked up.
There is a faint golden light emerging from the eyes.
Not long after.
He saw a figure from a distance, stumbling out of the ancient city and running wildly.
Although he couldn't see his appearance clearly, the fear on his body was so strong that it almost overflowed.
Look back from time to time.
It seems like... something is chasing me in the darkness.
However, he didn't expect it at all. As soon as he climbed over the broken wall and rolled to the ground, before he could take a breath, there was a rapid sound of whooshing through the air in his ears.
The next moment.
An iron arrow half as tall as a man stuck close to his figure and inserted into the sand dune in front of him.
The cold light flashed on the iron arrow.
There was a biting coldness.
The man's face changed drastically and he subconsciously raised his head.
Three figures have appeared in front of them.
The oppressive feeling brought by the terrifying momentum made him almost feel suffocated and breathless.
He couldn't have imagined it.
Besides them, there are other people in this barren land.
Suppressing the thunderous beating under his chest, the man's eyes flickered, and his right hand sneaked under the robe.
Bang——
But his thoughts.
How could it be possible to hide this from the Kunlun trio?
There was just a slight movement, and a cold light exploded in the night sky. He felt as if he had been hit by a running camel, and his whole body was violently kicked off the ground.
Flip several times in mid-air.
It hit the ground with a bang.
Although it was sand, the violent impact still made him curl up into a ball in pain, holding his chest with both hands, and his face was full of pain.
Struggle.
A short gun shook out from under his robe and fell to the ground.
Kunlun held the spurge in his hand and took a few steps forward.
Stick out the halberd at will.
The sharp tip of the halberd was pressed against the man's chin, and the cold chill almost pierced his spine and sealed all the muscles in his body.
"Dare to move again."
"Death!"
Kunlun's expression was indifferent, but his words were like thunder.
The man's face froze.
Although I don’t understand what he said.
But you can also guess a thing or two from the tone of voice.
Seeing that he had calmed down, Kunlun held the halberd in his hand and crossed the ground.
Gently lift the gun and point it at Yang Fang.
The latter took it and looked down.
The style is completely different from the most common mirror box today. There is a line of foreign writing engraved on the butt of the gun, and Yang Fang is even more confused.
The only thing that made him feel good was.
The pistol is extremely handy.
Regardless of weight or style.
“What a good thing.”
“If you like it, then accept it.”
The old foreigner smiled.
"Then I won't be polite."
Withdrawing the butt of the gun and still having a few bullets, Yang Fang became more and more satisfied as he looked at it.
I am used to using the magic whip.
It seems good to try firearms.
On the other side, the old foreigner took out the sky-piercing rope, and with a few strokes, he easily tied the guy on the ground to death with his hands behind his back, and then walked back like a horse.
See him escorting people away.
Kunlun was not in a hurry to leave.
Instead, he looked up and looked deep into the ancient city. The guy before turned back while running away, as if he was avoiding something.
But...
Look at it intently now.
The ancient city was silent and nothing could be seen.
"What are you looking at?"
Putting away the short gun, Yang Fang also glanced at him when he saw his eyes looking thoughtful.
“Did you find any?”
Kunlun knew that he was born with night eyes just like the shopkeeper.
A pair of eyes can see things that ordinary people cannot see.
But Yang Fang scanned around and saw that the ancient city was still the same as before. Apart from the sand and dust, there were only buried earthen houses. He immediately shook his head.
"I guess I saw it wrong..."
Kunlun nodded and put the euphorbia behind his back again.
Catch up with the old foreigner in front.
When the three of them walked out dozens of meters away, deep in the ancient city, inside a half-open broken house, two faint green lights slowly emerged like will-o'-the-wisps.
He glanced in the direction of several people.
Looking outside the ancient city again at the countless busy figures, he hesitated for a moment and then retreated.
The dim green light is flashing.
Faintly reflecting the luster like fish scales.
"Brother Chen?"
"What are you looking at?"
The moment it disappeared, on the sand dunes outside the city, the Partridge Whistle glanced at him suspiciously .
That moment just now.
He seemed to detect a vague murderous intention in Chen Yulou.
"Nothing..."
Chen Yulou shook his head.
Although the two fires deep in the city disappeared in a flash.
But he still caught it keenly.
Even though they were hundreds of meters apart, the giant pupils, the scales... when these factors were added together, a word came to his mind.
‘Snake Mother’
But, if I remember correctly, the Zagrama clan clearly surrounded and killed the snake mother, so how could another one be born?
While hesitating, the old foreigner had already escorted the person over.
Seeing that he still wanted to struggle.
The old foreigner frowned.
Kicked him out and knocked him to his knees on the sand.
This kick is quite powerful.
The man’s entire face was twisted into one piece.
Through the surrounding bonfires, the group finally saw his appearance clearly. He had long hair, a beard and a square forehead, and was wearing a torn cashmere robe.
I don’t know how long I ran.
In the cold winter weather, I was sweating profusely.
So much so that the messy hair tips are filled with heat.
"It seems that he is from Uyghur."
One look at his appearance, Chen Yulou had an idea.
"Miss Oona, how about I leave this person to you for interrogation?" (End of Chapter)