Library of Heaven’s Path

In the Qingyuan Empire, Qingtian Huang once took a bronze mask and went to the Association of Painting and Calligraphers for help. He helped solve it by the way and found that there was a hidden image of Confucius.

At the moment, I saw such a painting, and the realm is higher, the mountains are exactly the same... Will the same place be painted?

"There is no image of Confucius, and I don't know if I didn't paint it, or I didn't find it at all!"

Frown frowns.

When the wrist is turned over, the picture is taken out, compared with the mountain in front of it, exactly the same, there is no difference, just no beauty bathing pattern.

"This is the [Baixi Mountain] of the Imperial League, and the Temple of the Son is in two directions. It is far away from this. If you want to go in the past, the seven holy beasts of the sanctuary need to fly for three months!" /

Seeing the words in his hands, and the overlap with the outside, almost exactly the same, Luo Xuanqing explained.

"Baixi Mountain?"

The hanging fist is tight.

"The painter of your picture, the level is also good, vividly, all the charms of this mountain are drawn!"

Luo Xuanqing praised.

This painting was shocked by the Qingyuan Empire, but in his eyes, it is only good.

"Yes!"

The picture is taken up, and the suspension is full of excitement.

Know that this is Baixi Mountain. If you have the chance, you must go through it. Since there is a shadow of the Confucius, perhaps the beauty of the bathing position, you may find the remains left by the Confucius.

Call!

Between the two talking, the bubbles flew out of the Reiki River and came to the huge paintings.

"This painting, can you go in?"

Looking at the real thing in front of him, Zhang Sushou couldn’t help it.

Leaving the illusory predecessors, leaving this painting must have its own purpose. If you can go in and see it, you may know more.

"Should be able to..."

Luo Xuanqing nodded.

"Then let me see!"

Slightly smile, Zhang hangs and flies forward.

This painting, without paper, is painted on the folding space, connected together in layers, flying for a long time before coming to the mountains.

Mountain Sensen, with a sense of majesty.

Flying up, I quickly came to the place where the beauty went out of the bath. I scanned the circle and couldn’t help but shake my head.

It’s no different from other places. There’s no such thing as a virtual image of Confucius, and no hidden space like folding.

"Although the Confucius was not drawn, the predecessors who left this painting must have profound intentions!"

If this ruin is really left by Qiu Wu Gu Sheng, everything will be said.

He is the servant of Confucius. This painting should be left to remind the younger generation, this Baixi Mountain... is weird!

After studying for a while, knowing that it is just a deputy painting, it is impossible to find a specific thing, and the body swayed and retreated.

When I returned to Luo Xuanqing and others, I saw the mountain shake and turned into an ink.

"This painting has been taking too long, and it can be maintained because no one touches it. You just entered it, which is equivalent to the breath of the stranger, and naturally can't bear it!"

Luo Xuanqing explained.

Zhang Hang understands.

It’s like a lot of things from the tombs, bright and colorful, but once they are taken out, they will immediately become the color of the earth.

No longer tangled, continue to look forward, a wide channel appears in sight.

After Luo Xuanqing and others, he fell on it.

Experienced a variety of space distortions, down to earth on the ground, and suddenly relaxed a lot.

"The treasure that I sense, is inside!"

Inwardly, Yun Lianhai’s eyes are shining.

Before he still had some unclear feelings. It is very clear when he arrives here. As long as he walks along the passage, he should be able to find a lot of treasures.

"Good!"

When you heard the treasures, it was not far away, and everyone immediately came to the spirit and brushed forward.

The time is not long, a palace appears in front of you.

The palace is not too big, and there is not much luxury. It has stood for many years, giving people an old sense.

"There is a danger here, I will go in and see, you will follow up later!"

Luo Xuanqing went to the front and came to the door in a few steps.

The gates of the palace are all carved out of stone, with a dense rune on it.

"is a space rune, a special text created by Qiuwu Ancient St., often observed, able to comprehend the laws of space, our family, with detailed comments on these words!"

After glanced, Luo Xuanqing raised his eyebrows.

"Space runes?"

Zhang Hang suddenly realized.

He has seen it in Qiuwu Palace.

The big sorrowful palm is written in this type of font. At that time, I didn’t know what it was. Finally, I learned the law according to the shape of the text.

"In this way, is this ruin really left by the ancient saint?"

The red sound is full of excitement.

The ancient sage of Qiuwu, although it is the servant of the Confucius, the true strength is not much worse than the ancestor of the ancestor of the sacred temple, and the most important thing is that the space is highly comprehensible, if he can get him Inheritance, breaking through the eightfold of the sanctuary, and even hitting the nine heavy, are only time issues.

"Ten is ninety-nine, just... our family, there are many books that record the ancient deeds of the past, I have never heard of it, and there is still a relic left here!"

Luo Xuanqing is strange.

"This ruin seems to be very complicated, but for the strongest of the ancient St., I am afraid that it is just a matter of hand, and I may not even remember it..."

Clouds and sea lanes.

As a family that can hunt for treasures, there are so many treasures you have seen.

A lot of relics, for future generations, mysterious, treasures are also very precious, but for those who stay, it is nothing.

There are different realms, and the vision is different.

"This is true!"

Zhang Xuan deeply nodded.

It’s like the current one, the top grade Lingshi, has been of little use, just throwing hundreds, thousands will not feel distressed, but placed in the League of Nations, even one, must be sought after by countless people.

The hole is illusory, they look precious and precious. For the ancient saint, throwing it away is nothing.

"Luo Xuanqing, these runes, you can know, what is written on?"

Cloud asked the sea.

"It is reserved for future generations. The general idea is that you can come here, indicating that you have a lot of understanding of space, you are qualified to get his inheritance, and you have recorded the way to open this door..."

Keep an eye on the text on the door, Luo Xuanqing.

These space runes, Luojia have studied for many years, and basically can understand.

"Inheritance? What do you mean, is there a heritage of ancient saints here?"

"Yeah!"

Luo Xuanqing nodded and took a deep breath: "I want to open the door, everyone is careful, they have come here, don't go wrong..."

After finishing, I took a step back and turned my fingers. A real gas surged out and I went straight to the portal.

Three consecutive times, in the shape of "goods", the surface of the door appeared awkward, "Oh!"

Infuriating, creating a protective cover around the body.

The ancient sage of Qiuwu is a famous saint, but since it is left behind, there will be various kinds of assessments. It is very likely that there will be some sort of traps in the organs, and it cannot be prevented.

When I first entered the room, Luo Xuanqing waved to everyone after a moment: "No danger, come in!"

The crowd sneaked in, there was only one hall, there was nothing bare, and a statue stood not far away.

"is the ancient **** of Qiuwu!"

Look at the statue and open the opening.

This statue is very familiar. I saw it when I was at Qiuwu Palace!

"This is the ancient holy?"

Yuan Xiao and others are full of shock.

They are far from the ancient times, but they have not seen it.

"I have seen the portrait of the ancient saint, this is indeed him!"

Luo Xuanqing should have a voice, looking at it with a little doubt: "How did Zhang learn?"

The Luo family has a portrait of Qiuwu Ancient St. This is just from the Qingyuan Empire. How can it be recognized at a glance?

"I just said that the font is left by the ancient saint, I think the statue should be him, guess it..."

Zhang Hang Road.

The Qiuwu Palace has a sacred book, or it is better to say less.

Seeing that he is not willing to say more, knowing that everyone has an organic relationship, Luo Xuanqing no longer talks more, but a few steps to come, the knees are soft and fall to the ground.

Respectfully, he made a few remarks and turned to explain to everyone.

"Our Luo's understanding of space is inherited from the ancient saints. Therefore, the ancestors stipulated that as long as they saw the statues of the ancient saints or the ideas left behind, they must bow down and treat them with the ancestral rites!"

"Inherited from the ancient holy?"

Zhang Hang is full of surprises.

Turned to look at Yuan Xiao and others, but they saw that they already knew.

"Space involves the innate avenue, the only avenue, it is impossible to be divided into many true solutions like kendo. In this case, it is very simple..."

Think about it and suddenly realize it.

In fact, you should know it in advance.

It’s no wonder that the ancient book of the ancient words left by Luo Sheng can make Yankong’s book perfect and suitable for cultivation. It turns out that the two are from the same origin.

"After learning the younger generation, Luo Xuanqing, I have seen Qiuwu ancient holy!"

Doing this, the palms gently extend forward and land on the base of the statue.

Hey!

One whispered, the ancient sacred moments radiated tens of thousands of rays, and the stone statue that was originally left in place did not move, and slowly opened his eyes.

"Ancient Saints..."

Baihongyin, Yuan Xiao and others are all full of excitement, dare not hesitate, followed by the back, brushing and falling to the ground.

Qiuwu ancient holy, but the ancient saints who are older than the ancestors who sent them, the ancestors met, they must scream a predecessor, not dare to pretend.

"When I passed by here, I accidentally got a hole in the hole and planted it. I hope it will be left to the younger generation and help. You can come here and explain that it has a very high space. Understand, I am qualified to refine it, and get the opportunity I taught..."

The sound of the stone statue sounded slowly.

"Thank you for the ancient holy..."

Everyone is full of excitement, Luo Xuanqing is trying to say something grateful, suddenly seeing Zhang Hang not far away.

The brow wrinkled and couldn't help but yell: "Zhang Shi, seeing the ancient holy still not worshiping..."

I just opened my mouth, and I saw the statue of the ancient saint turning my head. The face changed, and a **** expression: "How is it again?"

(Thanks to the book friend [Wan reward is lost] to reward 100,000, to achieve the 69th owner of the book.)