Ruins of the past

The moon was high in the sky, and under the rolling clouds and mist, the mountains were pitch black.

Only the archaeological site arranged by Chu Qiguang was filled with braziers, illuminating the surrounding area.

Dozens of guardian deities will dig out the rocks layer by layer with swords, guns and sticks in their hands.

All around, there were soldiers from the Demon Suppression Division carefully cleaning up the sand and transporting the excavated earth away one by one.

At the entrance of the construction site, a two-meter-tall gold statue of Taoist Xuanyuan was placed. In front of the statue were placed incense, candles, paper bundles, and sacrificial pigs, cattle, and sheep.

Regardless of whether they are soldiers, cavalry, scholars, or tomb robbers, they will pray to Taoist Xuanyuan before and after entering and leaving for peace.

Chu Qiguang stood on the cliff in the distance. From a high position, he could see the situation of the entire construction site clearly.

His eyes swept across the huge hole in the center of the construction site, where obvious man-made structures emerged little by little as the excavation progressed.

Chu Qiguang said casually: "How is the excavation work going? Have you figured out what kind of tomb this is?"

Behind him, the scholar he summoned from a nearby city wiped the sweat from his head and said cautiously:

"We have now opened the first tomb door. Judging from the patterns, there are running deer, sea pomegranates, lotus flowers, peonies and other objects. The painting style is obviously that of Xia Dynasty porcelain."

"The tombs here are extremely high in shape and large in area, and the mountains are carved into tombs. This is the style of thick burials in the early Bactrian period."

Chu Qiguang's eyes moved slightly: "A tomb in the early Daxia period?"

He said: "You must attach great importance to this archaeological work, insist on analyzing history based on objects, and see people through objects."

"Archaeology is not only related to the cognitive study of our human race's history, but also related to the exploration of the origin and development of our human civilization."

"Remember not to damage every stitch in the tomb, so that our descendants can also see the cultural treasures left by these ancestors."

"Especially the various materials, documents, and atlases in the tombs must be preserved and there should be no mistakes. If anyone doesn't listen to you, tell me directly and I will kill him."

Several scholars looked at Chu Qiguang in surprise. What the other party said was beyond their expectations.

Originally, they thought that the excavation of tombs organized by imperial hawks like Zhenmosi must be for the treasures in the tombs.

But they didn't expect that Chu Qiguang asked them to preserve the things in the tomb and didn't ask about the various burial objects at all.

As if he had guessed what the scholars were thinking, Chu Qiguang said casually: "I am not short of money. The price of the gold, silver and jade in the tomb is insignificant to me."

"This archaeological activity is mainly to explore ancient culture. You can go ahead and do it without any scruples."

Hearing this, several scholars looked at Chu Qiguang with a hint of respect in their eyes.

Next, the archaeological work continued. During the exploration, the archaeological team gradually discovered various mechanisms such as poisonous gas, quicksand, pits, kerosene, and falling rocks.

However, the archaeological team at this moment has gathered thousands of people, and in front of them is the guardian god general Lie Lei summoned by Chu Qiguang. It can be said that the manpower, logistics, and materials are all sufficient.

These mechanisms of the ancient tomb are only designed for sporadic tomb robbers, and they are completely useless in front of such an army.

As the multiple courtyard walls of the tomb, as well as the front room and funerary room were cleared out one by one, more and more information was summarized by scholars and presented to Chu Qiguang.

"Based on the size and shape of the burial objects, the owner of the tomb is probably a senior official of the Xia Dynasty..."

"The paintings inside the tomb describe the achievements of the tomb owner, including killing demons, compiling classics and history, and promoting capable ministers..."

"We found a triangular sacrificial vessel among the funerary objects. It seems to be a sacrificial vessel from the Wuwei Cult. This senior official may have believed in the Wuwei Cult..."

"Although Wuwei Sect is considered a cult in today's Han Dynasty, this was not the case in Daxia. At that time, it was common for ministers in the court to believe in different sects..."

At this moment, the main hall of the tomb was finally opened, but nothing could be seen inside except the bottomless darkness that even flames could not break.

The Protector entered it and soon lost contact.

Some animals were sent into it with ropes tied to them, but they were already unconscious after being dragged out, but they seemed to be fine on the surface.

Next, several tomb robbers were sent into it. They were dragged out with ropes and fell into coma. After they were woken up, none of them remembered what happened.

‘Is it a ghost realm? But it seems that this tomb ghost is not too fierce. ’

According to the information of the Demon Suppressing Division, tomb ghosts are the most powerful among many ghosts. They are also the ghosts that Chu Qiguang can transcend after entering the fourth chapter of "The Record of Ten Thousand Ghosts".

After a series of experiments, Chu Qiguang decided to go in personally to see the situation.

But before going in, he first used the technique of 'spirit summoning' to attract Lin Lan.

As a gloomy wind rolled in and poured into his body, Chu Qiguang's muscles trembled instinctively, just like an ordinary person being blown by a cold wind.

Lin Lan's voice rang out, turning into a chill that spread all over Chu Qiguang's body: "I can come and go with a wave, who do you think I am?"

Chu Qiguang comforted him: "Xiaolan, why don't I want us to stay together forever in the future? As long as I deal with this ghost in front of me, my cultivation will be further improved, and then we can be together day and night."

Lin Lan snorted proudly, looked at the ghost realm of the main hall in front of him, and frowned: "What a powerful guy, I can't see through him."

But the next moment she laughed again: "But he doesn't seem to be awake yet. This is a good opportunity."

"Don't act rashly after you go in. It's best to find out what magical powers he has first."

After receiving Lin Lan's reminder, Chu Qiguang first screened away everyone in front of and behind the main hall, then opened the door to the Buddhist world and brought in several workers.

Tie a hemp rope around your waist and hand the hemp rope to the workers behind the gate of the Buddha Realm.

Chu Qiguang pointed to the incense burner on the ground and said, "If I can't come out after the incense is burned, just ask the laborers to pull me out."

Zhou Yujiao's voice came from the darkness of the Buddhist world: "I know, I will pull you out after the incense is burned."

After giving the instructions, Chu Qiguang took a deep breath and stepped out into the endless darkness of the main hall.

The next moment, it was like pouring a large bowl of oil into a brazier.

The darkness in front of him shook violently, like layers of clouds rolling in crazily.

Lin Lan said coldly: "Be careful, he wakes up..."

But before Lin Lan could continue speaking, Chu Qiguang had been completely swallowed by darkness.

Light and shadow flowed, and when Chu Qiguang came to his senses again, he had appeared in a huge library.

In front of me are rows after rows of bookshelves as far as the eye can see.

"Is this the inside of the tomb?"

"The space has been changed?"

"Xiaolan..."

"Xiaolan?"

Chu Qiguang rubbed his eyebrows, feeling that he was in some trouble.

He clasped his hands together and didn't respond.

‘Can’t the Buddha Realm be opened? ’

But at the same time, he could feel the volcanic heat coming from his chest.

At this moment, an old voice sounded behind him: "Chun Yi... help me get the Immovable Scroll."

Chu Qiguang was slightly startled, and was about to look back to see who the old man who called him was.

But just the thought of turning back suddenly caused a chill to rise in his heart.

Then when he turned around slightly, he caught sight of a vague black shadow from the corner of his eye, and the chill instantly spread throughout his body.

‘If you turn around completely and see the old man... something very bad will happen. ’

With such an idea popping up in his mind, Chu Qiguang simply stayed where he was and gave up his intention of checking on the old man.

Behind Chu Qiguang, it seemed that he didn't feel Chu Qiguang's reaction. The old man said again: "Chun Yi? Didn't you hear what I said?"

"Hurry and get the Immovable Scroll."

Following the old man's urging, a chill suddenly rose from the soles of his feet.

Even with Chu Qiguang's strong Qi and blood, he still felt like he was about to be frozen.

'This old guy...is stronger than Lin Lan? ’

‘Is he the ghost of this tomb? ’

‘You can’t confront him head-on. You must first understand what his abilities are. ’

Chu Qiguang immediately returned: "I heard it, I'll go get it right now."

"Yes." He responded softly, and the old man's attention seemed to be focused on the book in front of him again.

Chu Qiguang felt the chill on his body gradually dissipate, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

But when he looked at the endless bookshelves in front of him, he couldn't help but feel troubled: "Where is this "Fudo Volume"?"

At the same time, the burning heat from the Ring of Foolishness in his chest grew higher and higher.

Even when facing so many ancient books on the second floor of the big library or in the Tianyi Pavilion of the Han royal family, Chu Qiguang didn't feel that excited by the Ring of Foolishness at that time.

He looked at the rows of books on the bookshelf and thought to himself, "Is there anything special about the books here?"

"The Ring of Fool is so excited?"

His eyes swept across the bookshelf, scanning a few rows at random, and he could faintly see some titles on the spines on the sides of these books:

"Tathagata's Ten Powers", "Nine Heavens Demonic Thunder Technique", "The Mighty Sutra of Zhengyimeng", "The Interpretation of Heaven", "Buddha's Unthinkable Dharma Theory", "The Invisible Heart Knife of Demonic Thoughts in Heaven and Earth", "The Thirty Years of the Holy Spirit" "The Law of Six Swords", "Ten Thousand Miles of Rainbow"...

‘You look so powerful no matter what. ’

Chu Qiguang looked at the rows of book titles and felt that each one was more bluffing than the last. He subconsciously wanted to pick out one and read it.

But the old man's voice sounded again, urging: "Chun Yi! What are you waiting for? Hurry up!"

With the old man's urging, a more intense chill rose from the soles of his feet.

But this time, even if Chu Qiguang agreed to go immediately, the chill did not dissipate immediately. Instead, it entangled from the soles of the feet to the ankles and never dissipated.

Chu Qiguang felt a flash of realization in his heart: 'It seems that every urging will intensify the chill in my body...'

As for what will happen in the end when the chill spreads all over his body, although Chu Qiguang doesn't know, he can feel that it is definitely not a good thing.

'But there are so many books, how can I find the "Fudo Volume"? 》’

Chu Qiguang's eyes quickly scanned the rows of bookshelves in front of him, and the titles of the books jumped into his mind one by one.

As the old man urged again, the chill had spread to his knees.

While Chu Qiguang was thinking rapidly, a flash of understanding flashed in his eyes: 'The bookshelf here seems to be sorted according to pronunciation. ’

Because when Chu Qiguang was studying and writing at Hanxue University, he had never been exposed to phonetic notations and phonetic symbols similar to pinyin.

So he originally thought that there was no such thing in the world, and when he looked at the bookshelves in front of him, he didn't immediately think of it.

But at this moment, comparing the titles of the books on the bookshelf, he could feel that they were arranged in a certain pattern according to the pronunciation of the titles.

The next moment, Chu Qiguang started running quickly, his eyes scanning the bookshelf like lightning. The old man's urging came again and again, and the chill gradually spread to his waist and abdomen.

At this moment, Chu Qiguang stretched out his hand and finally pulled out a book with "The Immovable Scroll" written on it.

Chu Qiguang hurriedly sent the book over. He did not dare to look at the old man's appearance along the way, so he could only run up to the old man with his head lowered and handed the book over.

Taking the "Fudo Scroll" he handed over with one hand, Chu Qiguang felt a smooth and moist feeling when he touched it slightly.

Then the old man's voice came again: "Yes, I got it right."

The chill that had spread to his waist gradually dissipated, and Chu Qiguang breathed a sigh of relief.

He asked tentatively: "Can I see the books on the shelf?"

There was silence.

Just when Chu Qiguang thought he had failed, or something bad had happened, the old man's voice rang out again: "Chun Yi, go read "The Questions and Answers of Wuwei". I will test you soon."

Chu Qiguang frowned slightly. He didn't know whether his conversation just triggered this reaction, or whether the old man had originally planned to say this.

He turned around and left. When passing by a row of bookshelves, he tried to touch a copy of "The Invisible Heart Knife of Demonic Thoughts of Heaven and Earth".

As a result, just when his hand was about to touch it, the old man's hoarse voice rang out: "Chun Yi! I asked you to read "Questions and Answers on Wuwei", don't take it by mistake."

Following the old man's reminder, Chu Qiguang felt the chill begin to spread from his feet again.

He could only immediately give up his plan to touch the book and instead found the "Questions and Answers on Wuwei".

When Chu Qiguang picked up "Questions and Answers on Wuwei", he felt a burning heat coming from the Ring of Foolishness, and immediately understood that the knowledge contained in it was exactly what the Ring of Foolishness longed for.

Then he opened the book and read it carefully, and saw that it read: The Holy Emperor's "Trace" will unify the world, end the troubled times of demons, and establish the Han Dynasty.

After the Han Dynasty, there was the Zhou Dynasty.

The Tianshi Mansion was rebuilt by the Zhou Dynasty to explore the mystery of the operation of heaven...

After Chu Qiguang read it carefully, he discovered that this book was actually about exploring the origin of Wuwei Sect.

Lines of writing came from the seeker's eyes.

"Q\u0026A on Wuwei."

"Books written by historians during the Great Zhou Dynasty."

"Records the origin of Wuwei religion and the mystery of ascension."

"Since ancient times, ascending to immortality has been one of the long-cherished wishes of seekers."

"But the enlightened ones in the Wuwei Sect understand that the essence of ascension is not to go, but to escape."

Chu Qiguang still remembered that the Tianshi Mansion was originally supposed to explore the secret of immortality for the Holy Emperor's 'Trace' during the Han Dynasty.

But with the outbreak of the disaster called Immortality, and the Holy Emperor being assassinated by the Tianjian Sect, the Han Dynasty fell apart, and the Tianshi Mansion disappeared.

Now according to what this book says, in the Zhou Dynasty after the Han Dynasty, the royal family helped rebuild the Tianshi Mansion.

The Tianshi Mansion specializes in helping the royal family to study Taoism.

‘Could he also be studying the mystery of immortality? ’

‘But I remember that this Tianshi Mansion seems to be the predecessor of the Tianshi Sect. In the Han Dynasty, the immortal way was split due to the research on immortality. ’

Chu Qiguang continued reading and found that the author of this book had actually found some literary and historical materials left by the Great Zhou Tianshi Mansion.

…

The royal family wanted to know how the original Han Dynasty failed.

But some secrets are secrets for a reason.

Humanity has paid a huge price to turn secrets into secrets again.

Now it's about to be unlocked again.

Maybe the so-called creatures are just so ungrateful.

…

The cat tribe was the first to discover it.

The Dragon Clan was the first to know.

Buddha was the first to make contact.

Tao Zun was the first to communicate.

But according to the last words left by the Holy Emperor, they all failed.

What about us?

…

I saw it, is that the big man’s opponent?

Words can no longer describe that thing.

No words can describe the depth of the roaring and ancient madness.

That terrifying thing goes against all living things, spiritual energy and the order of heaven!

…

Knowledge is like poison that destroys our body and mind.

But that may be the luckiest thing that ever happened to us.

As long as life maintains this small body and weak brain, it will never be able to truly understand the way of heaven.

Only by shielding yourself in the darkness of ignorance and ignorance can you hide... from their gaze.

But in the near future, they will eventually come, terrifying scenes will fill the entire world, and all creatures in the world will usher in an inevitable doom.

At that time, we will either completely turn into monsters, or we will flee, escape into a new darkness, and find a new refuge in ignorance and stupidity.

…

Just when Chu Qiguang was reading books.

In the Buddhist world, workers vigorously dragged the rope out.

But in the end, all they could see was a broken hemp rope. Chu Qiguang on the other end of the hemp rope had disappeared.

Zhou Yujiao was slightly startled when she saw this scene: "What are you doing?"

"Where's my brother?"

"What about the older Ergou?"

…

Chaoyao Mountain on the other side.

Lin Lan suddenly raised his head.

The gatekeeper on the side asked cautiously: "What's wrong, Xiaolan?"

Lin Lan frowned, thoughts fluctuating in his mind.

After a long time, she shook her head and said strangely: "I really want to forget something."

"Very important thing."