Create A Cultivation Technique At The Beginning

Above the Tianshan Mountains...

Two figures sat cross-legged.

Withered and old, it’s like seeing all the prosperity in the world.

Among the two people sitting opposite each other was a simple chessboard with black and white chess pieces scattered across it.

"In this day and age, there are still little guys like this!"

"He seems to have noticed something?"

Duan Yu spoke with a chuckle, waved his right hand gently, and a white piece fell into the chessboard.

"His Martial Dao seems a little unusual."

"This should be the Taoist practice."

"Third brother, you are going to lose!"

Xu Zhu spoke in the same voice with a smile, and a sunspot fell into another point silently.

The two of them just played chess in the courtyard.

But none of the surrounding white snow seemed to fall on the two of them.

A hundred years have passed, and neither of them knows what level they have reached.

As the proud sons of heaven a hundred years ago, there is no doubt about their talent and talent.

The opportunities for the two of them are beyond everyone's reach.

Duan Yu. The adopted son of Duan Zhengchun, the "King of Zhennan" of Dali Kingdom, and the emperor of Dali Kingdom, accidentally broke into the "Langhuan Blessed Land" in Wuliang Mountain when he was young, and learned "Floating Ripple Microsteps" and "Beiming" from a jade statue in the cave. Magical power".

A hundred years ago, together with Qiao Feng of the Beggar Clan, Xu Zhu and several brothers of the Xiaoyao Sect dominated the world.

And his second brother is undoubtedly the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect, the son of the abbot of Shaolin, who occasionally has Wu Yazi's inheritance, or decades of skill, and is also one of the three most influential figures a hundred years ago.

A hundred years have been enough to change a lot, and the two people who were originally handsome have now entered a state of haggard.

But a hundred years can't erase much.

The memory is already far away, but it seems to be close at hand.

That year, that day, outside Yanmen Pass, that majestic figure was still vaguely in front of me.

Yet it seems so far away.

On the top of the mountain, the two people stood quietly without speaking.

There was only the sound of the black and white chess pieces falling.

After knowing for a moment, Duan Yu broke the silence.

"Second brother, Xiaoyao Sect!"

Duan Yu spoke in a low voice. He glanced at the ruins on the Tianshan Mountain and couldn't help but speak in a low voice.

In a hundred years, he could almost witness the decline of Xiaoyao Sect with his own eyes.

"The origin and destiny are destroyed, the flowers bloom and fall, the coffin has passed away, and the joy is no longer there. There are some things I have done, but I can't achieve it, so it can't be achieved. Time has no sect that has been passed down through the ages. Third brother, the dry glory that you have understood, No, it’s the same!”

Xu Zhu's right hand paused slightly, then the chess piece fell down, and he spoke in a long voice.

Duan Yu shook his head and didn't try to persuade him any more. Instead, he glanced down and then spoke in a funny tone.

"Those two little guys are coming up, shall we see them or not?"

The same white piece fell, and at this moment they were evenly matched again.

"Let's go!"

"We two old guys should never have appeared in front of the world again."

Xu Zhu spoke softly and stood up.

The next moment, he disappeared without a sound.

Duan Yu couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle, and at the same time, his figure disappeared at this moment.

The two disappeared, seemingly without their special aura, and the chessboard was covered in white snow, even completely buried.

It took about a quarter of an hour before the two of them disappeared.

The figures of Jiang Chen and Qiu Chuji have also arrived on the Misty Peak.

Although the road to Piaomiao Peak is also a natural chasm.

But both of them were not ordinary people. Not only Qiu Chuji, but also Jiang Chen was an immortal cultivator, so it was no longer a problem.

Stepping into this misty peak, Jiang Chen glanced at the chessboard with interest.

"Is it really an illusion?"

Frowning slightly, the strange feeling he felt before came from the chessboard, but there seemed to be only a chessboard covered in white snow, and nothing else.

At this moment, Jiang Chen really suspected that it was his illusion.

Next to him, Qiu Chuji's eyes widened completely.

On Piaomiao Peak, it is obviously much better maintained than where Murong is in Gusu.

A shattered palace appeared in front of him, and Qiu Chuji felt the vastness and grandeur brought by the era at that moment.

"this!"

As he spoke, he couldn't help but feel moved.

Even though he had overestimated the Lingjiu Palace and the Xiaoyao Sect enough, when he saw these continuous palaces, he still understood how powerful the Xiaoyao Sect had been.

You know, this is on the Tianshan Mountains with an altitude of thousands of meters. How much power is needed to build these.

"Let's go in and take a look. I hope it's not damaged!"

Jiang Chen withdrew his thoughts and walked towards the palace instead of looking at the chessboard.

Since it is probably really an "illusion", there is no need to delve into it further. It is better to move towards his goal.

Footsteps move.

The perception spread to the entire Lingjiu Palace.

I have to say that the Vulture Palace is indeed extremely well preserved.

So much so that even after a hundred years, there are still many buildings in the Vulture Palace that have not been completely destroyed, but are still standing.

In this case, Jiang Chen quickly found the location of the carved stone wall.

"found it!"

Jiang Chen spoke with a somewhat excited voice, but Qiu Chuji ignored him, and the next moment he disappeared from the place in a flash.

"Junior brother!"

Qiu Chuji was still shocked by the entire Lingjiu Palace. When he saw Jiang Chen disappear, he couldn't help being frightened and quickly followed him.

Some of them have already reached the collapsed grotto.

Jiang Chen's figure appeared.

His eyes looked towards the stone wall almost instantly.

The rocks on the four walls are polished smooth, and the stone walls are carved with countless circles that are about a foot in diameter. Each circle is engraved with various figures, some are human figures, some are animal shapes, some are incomplete words, and some are just words. Marks and lines, and numbers such as "Jia Yi", "Jia Yi", "Zi Yi", "Zi Er" and so on are written next to the circles. If the number of circles does not exceed a thousand, there are at least eight or nine hundred.

It can be said to be densely packed.

Looking at these patterns, Jiang Chen's figure also paused at this moment.

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(First update. More to come!!)