Fairy Palace

Then, Ye Tian gathered his spiritual power into a light group, illuminating the entire hall.

It also illuminates the surrounding murals.

These murals are all carved on a whole piece of stone slab, and then inlaid into the wall. At first glance, the lines are simple and lively, solemn and magnificent.

The first mural on the east side of the gate is an apocalyptic scene.

The sky is dark, the wind is raging, the flood is raging, the earth is overturned, volcanoes erupt, and trees wither.

In the second picture, humans began to appear. They seemed to be working hard, but their stature was as thin as a skeleton.

The third picture is still working, but with a different scene. It was by the river, the sun was fierce, the land was barren, and countless unclothed, haggard people, thick iron chains strung their bodies together.

But they are not criminals, but trackers.

The other end of those chains was connected to a big boat in the river. The big waves on the river were surging, the rain was pouring, and the big boat was moving forward with difficulty, and there was a danger of tipping over at any time. People on the shore desperately stabilized the boat.

On the boat, there were several monks who were breathing in and practicing, but after the spiritual energy entered their bodies, it turned around and converged to a vaguely tall tower-like thing in the distance.

"That is the nine temples that belonged to Shenzong and collected incense power thousands of years ago!" Lu Wenbin next to him pointed to the tower-like buildings and explained to Ye Tian.

Ye Tian nodded, he understood the content of this painting.

Under normal circumstances, if you travel in harsh natural environments such as wind and waves, monks can use magical instruments to resist perfectly.

But the monks in the murals worked hard, and basically most of their power was enshrined in the temple. That's why they don't want to expend energy to use magic weapons, but directly drive mortals to do those things.

Mortals have limited power, and the effects that can be achieved are naturally a thousand miles worse than magical artifacts.

But there is really no way.

This situation is really unreasonable in Ye Tian's eyes. For monks, things that can be done only by moving their fingers, have come to allow so many mortals to replace them.

What's more, the first two murals have clearly illustrated the outbreak of various natural disasters, mortals are unclothed, can't eat enough, and living conditions have been extremely poor. Look at the miserable appearance of the trackers strung together by chains. It has been able to explain everything.

Especially behind them, there were obviously countless corpses lying naked along the road.

Ye Tian shook his head lightly, and continued to look at the next mural.

This is still a scene similar to the previous one, in which countless mortals who had survived hard and miserable have exhausted their strength and lives under the urging of the monks.

Then the monk's cultivation was taken away by the temple as if sucking blood.

The following paintings are basically the same, but they are replaced with different scenes, each in a different cruel and deformed way.

Until the ninth picture, the content suddenly changed.

There are only mortals, people who can no longer survive.

They eat grass, eat soil, eat tree bark, change children and eat, and squash each other, becoming cruel and crazy, just like countless demented beasts.

More of them are dead people. Their bodies are randomly discarded and piled up in the wild. The husband buried his wife and children, the wife lay beside the husband’s body and wept, and the children who had lost their family members trembled in the cold wind and were dazed...

In the next mural, a large number of monks began to appear.

They fought and killed each other, causing movement and influence thousands of times more than mortals, making the already cruel environment even worse.

Then, in the murals that follow, after these monks killed their opponents, they swallowed the opponent's flesh and blood, absorbed the opponent's spiritual power, and then became stronger to cause even greater killings.

In this process, the nine temples in the back have been continuously extracting the strength and life of everyone.

The battle has been going on with many murals, and the scale of the battle is getting bigger and bigger and more intense, until...the temple also started to join the battle.

The turmoil of the temple has caused even more terrifying negative effects.

As a result, the whole world became darker and more depraved, and mortals became more unsustainable, so the monks became more painful, and the temple further increased the turmoil...

Formed an endless vicious circle.

From the first frame, the angle of view began to gradually increase, but from the fifteenth frame, it suddenly became smaller.

The picture is in a small city, still full of sorrow, still full of blood, still shrouded in darkness, like an airtight iron house.

But there were a few figures inside. They were wearing the costumes of the disciple of Xiange Academy, and they were looking at everything around them seriously, as if they wanted to imprint the images in front of them deeply in their minds.

Then, the sixteenth mural, these figures began to do things.

They are obviously monks, who can drive mortals from aloft, which is what all the monks who appeared in the previous 14 murals are doing.

But they are different. They do everything. They work with mortals, work together, read together, and work hard together to resist the evil and oppression in the harsh world around them.

The next few murals are all such scenes.

At the same time, with their efforts, and with the efforts of everyone who was gradually awakened, the environment in this small city slowly began to change, began to become alive, and began to become orderly. Becomes... hopeful.

But then, many monks appeared from the temple. They destroyed the small city and killed many people inside. Many of the disciples from Xiange Academy were also dead.

Only a few people escaped with difficulty, and in the murals that followed, they continued to do what they had been doing. They walked through villages, towns, mountains and rivers.

Pieces of sparks appeared on the whole world, and they burned more and more vigorously.

In this process, death has continued, but abnormally, there are more and more people around them.

There are more and more mortals, so there are more and more monks.

On the contrary, the increase of monks has caused more and more mortals.

Countless people, whether they are men or women, young or old, monks or mortals, are passionate, sing forward, and move forward bravely.

Their power is getting stronger and stronger.

By the time of the twenty-first mural, the first towering temple that stood for thousands of years was overthrown by them!

The decaying tower of the temple was turned into ruins, and the golden plaque was broken into two pieces, and people stepped on the soles of their feet.

This is obviously just the beginning.

One by one, the towers of the temples that symbolized and represented Shenzong were toppled and collapsed one after another, returning to the dust.

In a blink of an eye, it has come before the last mural.

This is also the largest among the 28 murals.

All the people gathered together, whether it was a monk or a mortal, they had their own division of labor, digging mountains and filling the sea, suppressing evil, they were still skinny and unclothed, but the expression on their faces was full of determination and hope.

Under their efforts, above the ruins, a brand new world appeared!

…

This is all the content in these murals. Chao Shanhai and his companions destroyed Shenzong and built a new Jiuzhou world.

And in this hall, there is nothing else besides these twenty-eight frescoes.

It seems that the purpose of making the main hall is to carry these murals and that period of history.

Regarding the content in the mural, Ye Tian has actually seen it in the book for a long time and listened to Tao Ze.

Therefore, these contents did not surprise Ye Tian, ​​what he was puzzled was the hall itself.

Lu Wenbin had already seen before that this city should have existed ten thousand years ago.

And the existence of these murals in front of me also shows that this city, at least this hall, was established after the fall of the Shenzong, when a new world and a new pattern were already unfolding.

So, what about the bones outside?

They were obviously protecting the palace, but their strength was so great that they all died tragically in the end.

Who is their enemy? Who killed them, and after that, almost slaughtered all the mortals in the city?

Why did this small city named Nanyun City appear at the bottom of this blue lake, under the seal of Huangquan, and be forgotten by the dust for countless years?

Yes, it is forgetting. In order to find the secret of luck, Ye Tian had read all the books about this period of history and even similar ones in the temple.

But no book has ever recorded the history of this city, hasn't recorded the history of this hall, nor has it recorded the history of battles and killings that took place in this city.

Moreover, Lu Wenbin next to him was also extremely confused, saying that he had never heard the relevant information once.

Obviously, there is no answer.

At the very least, there is no answer here.

After checking it again, Ye Tian and Lu Wenbin left the hall, bypassed it, and continued to walk back.

Behind the main hall, walking through a wide street, is a continuous building, which looks roughly the same in size and seems to be a mansion.

These buildings have basically collapsed, and there are very strong traces of being burned by the raging fire.

After entering the building and entering the first collapsed gate, there was a large yard clearing. Here, Ye Tian saw countless bones again.

These people are mostly old, young, women and children, and they also have obvious signs of burning.

But these people had no stab wounds and no signs of being forced by bondage, and they all died facing the northeast.

All seemed to be suicides, and all were burned alive in the fire.

"Obviously, in the battle at that time, there was a huge disparity in power. All those with the ability to fight were killed in the outer battle and the palace earlier."

"And these old, young women and children, who are incapable of fighting, are here, facing the same direction, lit a fire and killed themselves." Ye Tian said.

"What I am curious about is why they are heading in that direction and what's there?"

Lu Wenbin said with some confusion.

"Cuizhu Island hangs alone above the South China Sea. Its northeast is the easternmost Qingzhou in Jiuzhou, and the sanctuary is on the bank of the East China Sea adjacent to Qingzhou." Ye Tian said hesitantly, "Is it the sanctuary?"

At this moment, suddenly an old hoarse strange voice rang.

"There is a small coastal city called Nanyun City on the shore of Qingzhou Sea, which is the nearest to the sanctuary. Before they died, they were heading towards Nanyun City!"

"Who is it?!" Lu Wenbin, who was next to him, suddenly changed his expression and asked sharply.

Hearing this voice, Ye Tian also condensed his eyes and his expression became serious.

His spirit has always maintained the highest vigilance, and he has clearly not detected any living creatures here!

And there is only one possibility that can be hidden under his soul, and that is above the heavens!

If Ye Tian is in the peak state, even in the immortal period, he would dare to break his wrist.

But now even a Taoist Luo Liu who is a true immortal period is not something he can face!

The vigilance in Ye Tian's heart reached its extreme.

He stared at the back of these corpses closely, and his voice seemed to be coming from there.

"Cough, don't panic, I won't kill you." That voice continued, coughing painfully.

At the same time, this sentence seemed to be for guidance and reminder, Ye Tian finally saw the source of the sound under the ruins of the ruins in the distance.

That is a non-human existence.

His body is dry and thin, looking like a piece of charcoal inserted into the soil after burning, and there is no fluctuation in the cultivation level, and the breath is completely hidden, so it is extremely difficult to see.

His head was bald without hair, no eyebrows, and his face was old and covered with age spots. His prominent eyes were full of kindness and kindness, and he was looking at Ye Tian and Lu Wenbin seriously.

But the most important thing is that in his skinny and skinny body, there are countless slender iron chains that pierced through the flesh, locking him tightly, and finally extending into the surrounding earth.

Obviously, this is a prisoner... who has been locked down here for unknown ages!

Ye Tian stared at this person closely, full of vigilance in his heart, ready to deal with danger at any time.

Although the iron chains that bound it firmly can give people a lot of security, in Ye Tian's eyes, this person is far more dangerous than the Taoist Luo Liu who was going to kill him before.

"Who are you?" Ye Tian asked in a deep voice.

"I... After so long, I almost forgot my name..." The man looked up at the space above his head covered by the black mist, and a look of confusion appeared in his eyes. After a long time, he continued: "I It's Tu Hongxue."

A different color flashed in Ye Tianmu.

Lu Wenbin beside him also condensed his expression, showing surprise.

They have all heard the name.

Tu Hongxue is a name that appears frequently in those books describing the history when the Shenzong collapsed ten thousand years ago.

He was born in a very poor mortal family in a city called Jincheng in Qingzhou during the time when Shenzong was.

That city is big and crowded.

And in that era of darkness and oppression, a place like Jincheng was the center of the vortex of corruption and death.

When he was very young, Tu Hongxue had been working in the fields with his parents and elders. At that time, no crops could grow in the fields. They could only go hungry and live hard.

As time went by, survival became more and more difficult. Tu Hongxue's parents first sold his three older sisters, then sold two older brothers, and two of them died.

Tu Hongxue is the youngest in the family. He hasn't waited for his parents to sell himself. The environment is already so bad that he can't even sell his children.

Until the end, the surrounding people could not survive to find food, some starved to death, and some began to eat people.

They usually eat the dead first, and after the dead, they start to eat the children.

Tu Hongxue was afraid that she would be eaten, so she sneaked out one night.

The outside environment was even more terrifying. He hid in the dead man's pile during the day, and went out to drive at night, eating leaves, hay, insects, and animal carcasses.

It's hard to imagine how a child of him survived, but Tu Hongxue managed to do it.

He didn't have any destination, he was just wandering like this, and finally it took him three years to arrive at Nanyun City on the coast of Qingzhou.

Here, he met Chaoshanhai who had just walked out of Xiange Academy.