Martial Cultivator

The main hall is huge, and the passage is naturally very long, but perhaps because the top of the main hall is made of colored glaze, it does not appear dark, but is extremely bright. However, the passage is too long, and you cannot see the end at a glance.

Chen Chao held the broken knife and moved forward. After walking a few steps, he saw some murals on both sides of the passage.

The murals on both sides of the passage have very different contents. Some murals depict the daily life of this sect, some are about alchemy, some are about spiritual practice, and there are monks carrying baskets on their backs, planting herbs in the medicinal garden. picking herbs.

There are also some murals that show a group of monks gathering in front of a stone platform. Behind the stone platform is a big tree with lush branches and leaves hanging down, just falling on the stone platform, and the overlapping branches and leaves Afterwards, there was a man sitting cross-legged on the stone platform. The man was dressed in robes and his face was not described, but just by looking at it, you could tell that this man must be extraordinary.

In front of the stone platform, a group of monks stood there, looking at the man on the stone platform, probably listening to the path of cultivation.

This is a missionary picture.

Chen Chao stood on one side of the passage, looking at the preaching map, and could faintly hear the sound of the great avenue in his ears.

"The way of heaven is like stretching a bow. Those who are high suppress it, those who are low lift it up, and those who have more will damage it..."

In a daze, the scene in front of me has changed somewhat.

It was like a picture scroll slowly unfolding in front of him, and the stone platform became clear.

The big tree gradually became clearer. The branches and leaves were green and swaying in the breeze.

A generous voice suddenly sounded, "That's all for today. Let's all disperse."

As that voice sounded, the monks beside Chen Chao all stood up, saluted, and turned to leave.

They passed by Chen Chao, but they seemed not to see Chen Chao, and left without stopping.

But the man on the stone platform did not leave. The leaves blocked some of his figure, but you could probably tell that he was a thin man wearing a long robe.

Chen Chao took a few steps forward, wanting to go to the stone platform and push aside the branches and leaves to see the man's true appearance.

But after just walking a few steps, a voice came from the stone platform, still kind and gentle, "What do you want to see?"

Chen Chao was stunned and became a little absent-minded for a moment. He was silent for a moment and then said with some confusion, "Are you talking to me?"

The man on the stone platform did not answer him, but with a gust of breeze, the branches and leaves were blown open by the wind, revealing the man's true face. It was an extremely ordinary face, so ordinary that it had no features at all. Chen Chao couldn't remember that face at all. Every time he looked away, he couldn't remember what the man looked like.

"It's Taoism."

The man noticed Chen Chao's doubts and said calmly, "No matter how much I want to remember, I still can't."

Chen Chao also understood this truth. There should be a big gap between the two people in realm. He did not hesitate and asked straight to the point, "What on earth is this place?"

The man sat on the high platform, listened to this question, and said calmly, "This is called the Enlightenment Platform, where the Rongshan Sect preaches."

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r\u003e  Chen Chao was startled, and sure enough he still recognized the word Rongshan Sect.

Chen Chao said, "Why can I see you?"

After hearing this, the man found it interesting, and a curious expression appeared on his face, "I don't know either."

Chen Chao thought for a while, and suddenly exhaled a breath of mist. The white mist even contained gold threads, and asked, "Is it because of this?"

The man looked at the white mist, and the frown he had just frowned was now completely smoothed away, and he sighed softly, "It turns out that every move, every drink and every peck is destined. It is destined to be you, and that is you."

Listening to these mysterious words, Chen Chao was very confused. He didn't know what the other party wanted to express. He wanted to speak, but the other party spoke first, "How many years has the Rongshan Sect been gone?"

Chen Chao shook his head after hearing this question, "I don't know."

When the Rongshan Sect perished and how many years ago, there is no conclusion at all. I am afraid that not only him, but even the person who knows the most secrets in the world will not be able to get an answer when he comes here.

This Rongshan Sect has not been described in any classics.

"How did the Rongshan Sect disappear?"

Chen Chao thought of the monks at the entrance of the hall, and remembered that they still maintained their spiritual attitude until they died. He didn't know how that death came about, but it was obvious that no one was given time to resist, not even Give anyone time to react.

As if a breeze blew by, this vast sect was lost in the dust of history.

If you really think about it carefully, this is actually a very scary thing. What kind of existence can make this once prosperous sect disappear between heaven and earth in an instant. ♦♦🆂🅷🆄🆇.🅲♦🅼

The man looked at Chen Chao without saying anything. He seemed to want to stand up from the stone platform, but he tried several times to no avail. In the end, his figure began to slowly dissipate and turned into particles of light. In fact, if you look closely, Look, it should not be a grain of light, but a grain of sand.

Or it can be said that those are the dust of history.

In the vast history, those dusts seem insignificant.

The stone platform disappeared together with the man, and then the tree.

The scene before him instantly returned to the passage. The mural in front of him was still there, but it seemed to have lost its life.

Chen Chao couldn't believe it. He looked down at his hands and realized that at this moment, both hands were already covered in sweat.

He originally wanted to ask a lot of things, but in the end he couldn't ask a single word. The man was probably not still alive, but a trace left by some means, probably just like the piece of paper covered with golden light. They were all powerful men in ancient times, but they should have died long ago.

Chen Chao came back to his senses and continued walking towards the passage without any further hesitation.

The murals on the walls are still there

Yes, and the content is still different, but this time, no murals can give Chen Chao a special feeling. He no longer feels any special vitality, as if the walls are just dead things.

He didn't think much about it, he just walked forward along the passage. He naturally knew that the girl was not here, and the coffin he found couldn't be here either.

He came here for something else.

The half of the broken knife in your hand is already extremely sharp. If you can find the other broken half and ask an expert to re-fuse it, then the knife will be considered complete. Just one broken knife can be compared to Jianqi Mountain. Those flying swords, if this broken sword is intact, even the so-called century-old sword may not be able to compete with this broken sword.

In addition to the broken knife, Chen Chao also wanted to find other pieces of paper.

The page in his hand is obviously one of the pages in a certain book. Just such a page can have such a terrifying aura. What would it mean if the entire book was found?

If nothing else, just delving into the secrets recorded on the paper, I'm afraid there will be great gains.

When Chen Chao thought of this, he felt inexplicably excited.

Chen Chao was not too interested in history, but he was really interested in the powerful power buried in history.

He walked all the way forward, going faster and faster. After just a moment, he walked very far. He noticed that the passage in front of him was gradually sloping. It was so wide before, but now it was getting wider and wider. It was so narrow that in the end, it was only wide for one person.

It's just that it's still very bright and doesn't need anything to illuminate it.

The murals on the walls suddenly disappeared.

The last painting was the same as the one seen on the palace door before, abruptly broken and somewhat missing.

But this should be an ordinary mural with no special direction.

Chen Chao did not stop and continued walking forward.

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The middle-aged Taoist riding a green bull walked out of the boundless sea of ​​flowers and arrived outside the dilapidated medicine garden.

After many years, he finally came here again. The green cow seemed a little happy, but soon he couldn't be happy anymore, because the medicine garden in front of him was in ruins, and there was no place like the herbs everywhere in his imagination. It was overgrown with weeds, but there was no trace of any elixir.

Qing Niu lowered his head and took a bite of the weed, chewed it a few times, spat it out angrily, and then said cautiously, "Master... I really don't know..."

The middle-aged Taoist sat on its back and watched this scene. He was not in a hurry to speak, but there was no disappointment in his eyes. Maybe he had expected this to happen.

"Even if a fairy medicine plant appears, it will produce spiritual wisdom and will not stay in place for too long. Therefore, if the major sects have fairy medicine seeds, they will definitely send monks to them from the moment they are planted. Watch it during the period, and when it matures, you can either use a formation to trap it in place, or just use something to put it away. "

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The middle-aged Taoist said slowly, "Let's see if there is a medicine pit here. If there is, then at least it can be said that our trip was not in vain."

Qingniu later realized that although it had lived a long time, it actually didn't know much. When he heard what the middle-aged Taoist said, he rushed in and started looking for the so-called medicine pit.

"Ma'am, there are four medicine pits here!"

After searching for a circle, it suddenly spoke loudly, full of joy, "Does this mean there used to be four elixir trees here?!"

The middle-aged Taoist glanced at the four holes on the ground expressionlessly and said calmly, "Those are your four hoof prints."

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"Zhenren Mingjian, I'll go and take a look."

The medicinal garden is very big, at least at first glance, it can't be smaller than the sea of ​​flowers. Back then, the Rongshan Sect was a big sect, and everything in the natural sect was regarded as the best. The same goes for the medicinal garden, even the soil. The Rongshan Sect specially sent strong men to retrieve it from the seabed deep overseas. The mud that had sunk to the bottom of the sea for who knows how many years has extremely abundant spiritual energy and is an excellent choice for growing medicinal herbs.

But ordinary sects don't have this ability at all, that is, the Rongshan Sect has countless strong men who can do this.

The middle-aged Taoist jumped off the back of the cow and walked towards the depths of the medicine garden. Because no one had taken care of it for so many years, the weeds that had grown over time had grown extremely tall.

It may not be easy to find the so-called medicine pit in this medicine garden.

I don't know how long it took, but the middle-aged Taoist stopped at a place, pushed aside the weeds in front of him, and saw two deep pits. For a long time, some weeds grew up around the pit, but they were not long enough to cover the entrance.

The middle-aged Taoist stretched out his hand to push aside the weeds and looked into the hole.

"Ma'am, is this a medicine pit?"

Qing Niu didn't know when he came over and asked seriously, "The real person is well-informed. You can find it at a glance."

The middle-aged Taoist said, "It's a medicine pit, and there are two of them. Your medicine garden is pretty good. There should be two fairy medicine trees, but I don't know if they are here."

After the fairy medicine grows up, it will develop spiritual wisdom. When it has its own thoughts, it will naturally want to leave. At this moment, the two fairy medicine trees are unknown where they are, but if they are still in the mountain gate of Rongshan Sect, That's the best thing.

Qingniu asked expectantly, "Can the real person be found?"

The middle-aged Taoist didn't speak, he just spread his palms, and a glimmer of light came out of his palms, and then turned into a ray of light, which continued to lengthen here.

The middle-aged Taoist looked at this ray of light and said calmly, "If it is still there..."

Qing Niu originally wanted to listen to the next words, but saw the middle-aged Taoist suddenly stop mid-sentence, and asked with some confusion, "Master, why didn't you say anything?"

The middle-aged Taoist didn't say anything, but looked solemnly as the light continued to lengthen, spread out, and disappear at the end of his sight.