Chapter 693 Door
“Finally, here we are…”
Fu Qingzhou took a long breath and stood up slowly.
Almost out of strength and seriously injured, he climbed up the cliff and reached the mouth of the waterfall with great effort.
Now there is no yin spring water in the mouth of this waterfall, only dead black bone fish are left.
Like monsters, they have also been drained of their power, and they are too weak. After their power is drained, the only way to greet them is death.
While climbing up the cliff, Qi Ranjue had repaired most of Fu Qingzhou's injuries. After taking a short rest, he stepped on the dead fish and walked deeper into the cave.
Soon, he walked through the twists and turns of the cave and came to the stone room.
Like Lin Wangshu and Hua Xiaolan before, Fu Qingzhou's pupils shrank when he saw the huge round stone door.
It’s just that it’s different from the stone gate they saw. Today, the characters on the edge of the stone gate have been filled with dense insect corpses, and the small window in the center of the stone gate has also been covered with a layer of ice. Ice that has not melted for thousands of years.
Hua Xiaolan was leaning on the stone wall and sitting not far from the stone door. Her eyes were closed and her breathing was weak. She was holding a small blue dart frog in her hand. The dart frog seemed to be very tired and turned over. He lay on his belly and spread out his limbs, falling asleep in her palms.
Fu Qingzhou stepped forward and felt her pulse, feeling reassured.
It must have been something Lin Wangshu had done... She was fine, just overtired. In terms of physical condition, she was much better than herself.
So, Fu Qingzhou turned his attention to the stone door.
“Is this something from the Styx Valley? Or from Lingwu Mountain?”
he murmured.
Lin Wangshu and Hua Xiaolan, since they were able to cut off the Yin Spring and drain the power from the demons' bodies, they must have figured out the secrets on the stone gate.
But now that they are dead and unconscious, Fu Qingzhou can only explore on his own.
He stepped forward, thought for a while, then stretched out his right hand and explored the stone door.
But before his hand touched the door, a strong sense of resistance arose in his heart!
The source of this resistance is...
Dejian?
Fu Qingzhou lowered his head and looked at the hilt of the German sword exposed at his waist. He saw that it was flashing a slightly red light in an extremely abnormal way, like an alarm bell.
“The giant said before that Dejian is the sword of its enemy.”
Fu Qingzhou frowned slightly: “The giant may be the younger brother of Yan Gui, and Dejian is the founding emperor of Dayan. Cast, so the Hades Valley actually has a grudge against the Dayan Royal Family?”
But the smoker never mentioned this.
But this is not surprising, the smoker's own memory seems to have problems.
It always feels that it has only been dead for a few hundred years, and it does not even know about the founding of the Dayan Dynasty. But judging from the timeline, it does not seem to be the case; not only that, the smoker came to Wandu in the first place When I was in the mountain, I didn’t seem to recognize that this was the inheritance of Lingwu Mountain.
"Dejian resisted this stone gate, so it is from the Styx Valley?"
Fu Qingzhou tilted his head, feeling something was wrong.
But what's wrong?
He began to look at the patterns on the stone door carefully.
"Interesting... The armors painted on the ghosts here look really familiar... All the pictures show four kinds of ghosts, and their armors always look the same. It's the same."
"The guy with long hair and dark face seems to be...an old ghost?"
Fu Qingzhou's eyes narrowed.
Previously, Yan Gui had condensed an image in front of him wearing black armor and holding a spurge. The black armor, the spurge, and that appearance were all consistent with the pattern carved on the stone door!
As for the remaining three forms of ghosts, they are green-faced with fangs, red-faced with one eye, and white-faced with horns.
The red-faced, one-eyed ghost seems similar to the giant outside just now.
But from this point of view, the Giant and the Smoker are not like the boss and the junior brother?
“Forget it, don’t think about it.”
Fu Qingzhou blinked: "It's their story..." The pattern carved on the huge stone door actually looked a bit confusing, but he understood it.
These messy patterns are actually a bit like comics without separate storyboards?
As long as you interpret this stone gate the way you read comics, you will slowly be able to understand the story it tells - although it is a bit difficult.
"Four... brothers, including Smoker and Giant? They had a good relationship and... killed many people together?"
Fu Qingzhou read aloud according to his own understanding while watching: "It can also be said that we fought many enemies together."
"Then...well, the one with the green face and the fangs had a conflict with the other three brothers. ? A fight? "
"Yes, that's right, he ran away and went into the mountain... Damn it, and then he built this stone gate!"
" He also recruited more and more disciples - Lingwu Mountain was created by this person!"
"The founder of Lingwu Mountain turned out to be a person from the Hades Valley."
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"Oh...it turns out that the Yin Spring water is made by extracting part of the power of the Styx River. Those black-bone fish and monsters are naturally formed by this power. No wonder they can no longer survive after Master Lin drains the Yin Spring water. "
"Wait? It was Yan Gui and his three brothers who gathered a large group of people to destroy Lingwu Mountain?"
As he watched, Fu Qingzhou's pupils shrank.
On the stone gate, there is a large scene describing the scene where the three fierce ghosts gathered countless people to attack and kill the green-faced ghost and his disciples.
At this point, the picture starts to become a little messy.
The previous picture looked like it was carefully carved out by some skilled craftsmen, but here, it looks like a "simple cartoon" randomly carved on the stone by a practitioner with the tip of a sharp knife.
"... After Lingwu Mountain was destroyed, Yan Gui and the others held a meeting... Hey, they didn't destroy this stone gate? Instead, they left the red-faced one-eyed guy to guard it?"
Fu Qingzhou looked at the picture behind and was a little confused: "Why is this?"
The "comic" on the stone door has no annotations and no dialogue box. At this point, the plot nearing the end has already becomes incomprehensible.
The last scene ends with the red-faced Cyclops guarding this place.
"So it turns out that Lingwu Mountain and the Hades Valley actually come from the same source. No wonder Dejian reacts to it."
"But, Lingwu Mountain was originally destroyed by the Hades Valley? Then why did the Hades Valley take the lead? Will he become the enemy of the Dayan Dynasty?"
"Wait a minute..."
Fu Qingzhou narrowed his eyes slightly: "More than a thousand years ago, there were any such things as Wuliang Taiji Tao and Tantric Lun Sect in the world. Why are the powerful sects scattered now? Isn't it related to the founding of Dayan? "
"It's not like... Dayan was founded five or six hundred years ago, with a few hundred years left in between. ”
"However, I always feel that there is something fishy here."
"And the weird thing is that not only the Cyclops is guarding here, but the Smoker also died in Bailu Mountain not far from Wandu Mountain. Among them, said Maybe it’s related.”
“What’s even more amazing is that the inheritance of the Hades Valley has been cut off for thousands of years. How did Long Dabei recognize it in the first place? Is there any relevant record on Langhuan Mountain? I don’t seem to have found any similar books. ..."
Fu Qingzhou temporarily suppressed his chaotic thoughts and touched the stone door with his right hand.
De Jian's resistance was still there, but after he touched the stone door, he became quiet.
It doesn't matter, there is nothing special about this stone gate.
Maybe it has been running for too long and has aged; maybe the characters that keep it running have been destroyed and it has lost its power; or maybe it is because the Cyclops is dead?
After Fu Qingzhou's hand touched it, there was no abnormality or any reaction on it, it was just a cold stone.
Behind the stone gate, he could still vaguely hear the sound of the surging river. He knew that it was the River Styx.
The Styx River stretches for tens of thousands of miles, from north to south, from the northernmost cliff to the south to the Hundred Thousand Mountains of Southern Xinjiang.
When you have time, go to the so-called Far North Sky Cliff and take a look.
Fu Qingzhou withdrew his hand and walked towards Hua Xiaolan - it was time to wake her up.
(End of this chapter)