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No need to ask, this must be the masterpiece of treasure hunters who have opened the illusion before.

Not only this jade statue, but also other horizontal plaques, couplets, and even walls and floors in the hall were completely destroyed. The treasure-hunting monk wanted to dig deep into the ground to see if there was any hidden treasure.

Shi Feng looked at the jade statue carefully and was a little surprised, "Isn't it the Buddha that is enshrined in this ancestral hall?"

Feng Qitong laughed "haha", "Of course not. Although Master Peacock is a monk, he is just the elder of the Dissociation Department. There are other elders in the entire Dissociation Department, such as Changchun Zhenren, Fan Taoist, and the Li brothers. It is a layman.

The Ancestral Hall is the sacrificial place for the entire Dissociation Department, and the person enshrined is of course not the Buddha. "

Shi Feng suddenly slapped his forehead, "Oh! I recognized it. This statue is Emperor Fuxi, one of the six human emperors. He was successful in cultivating Taoism and became an immortal.

Fuxi opened the Six Paths and invented fishing nets, ceramics and other things to teach all peoples. Therefore, we later generations of weapon refiners all respect him as their ancestor. "

Feng Qitong said, "That's right. After all, the Dissociation Department is one of the eight departments of the Wanling Sect. Of course, it must worship the ancestors who made the weapons."

The two of them looked around while talking, but after searching around, they found no traces of blood left by the previous monster.

The only clue was broken, and the two of them had no idea for a moment, not knowing which direction to pursue.

There is a back door in the main hall of the ancestral hall. Like the front door, the door panels have long been removed.

Shi Feng stepped out of the back door, and the biting mountain wind immediately blew into his ears. In the darkness, he could only vaguely see the steps extending forward.

The monk has the help of his spiritual consciousness, so his eyesight will not go dark at night, but the help of his spiritual consciousness cannot completely make up for the lack of vision.

A group of demons danced wildly in front of the Peacock Palace, and most demonic beasts can see at night. If they were attacked by demons in the dark, they would most likely lose their lives in one fell swoop.

However, if the moonstone is sacrificed, it will be particularly conspicuous in the dark night, and it will easily attract monsters.

Feng Qitong followed him out, looking at the dark mountains, he couldn't help but feel afraid secretly, "Brother Shi, it's dark at night, it's impossible to track, and it's easy to encounter monsters. It's better to stay in the ancestral hall for one night and talk about it after dawn."

Shi Feng thought for a moment and nodded, "You are right, we two juniors in the early stages of the Golden Core, it is better to be cautious.

In fact, there are many treasures in this ancestral hall, and we can't just leave it. "

The two looked at each other and smiled. Shi Feng's words were true. There was indeed a treasure in the ancestral hall, and the treasure was clearly there. It was not hidden, but most of the monks were not interested.

That's right, the treasures Shi Feng mentioned were the various couplets, plaques, and prefaces in the ancestral hall.

These are texts written thousands of years ago. They are of great value to Shi Feng, Feng Qitong and others who study ancient texts. However, in the eyes of other monks, these texts are not secrets of martial arts, but just some awkward and rhetorical words. The hymn is meaningless.

At the moment, the two of them held the moonstone and went from east to west, identifying the words on the wall couplets one by one, and rubbing them down.

Like the Fuxi jade statue, the walls of the ancestral hall have been dug up and damaged by treasure hunters. However, as the two of them watched along, they still gained a lot.

In addition to hymns, there are also many murals on the walls, most of which record the great achievements of the sages of the Dissociation Department in the past generations, including those who subdued dragons and captured tigers, those who saved the common people, and those who were able to fight against demons, to name a few.

While walking, Shi Feng suddenly stopped, and his eyes were attracted by a mural.

This painting is located in the west of the main hall. It is three feet high and fifteen or sixteen feet long. It almost occupies the entire west wall. It is magnificent in size.

The whole painting spreads from left to right, with clear layers.

On the far left of the picture is a monk, about thirty years old, with a face like a full moon and eyes like bright stars.

With a gentle expression and a slight smile, he sat down on the stone platform, with his palms spread out and his lips slightly open, as if he was explaining the scriptures.

Behind him, squatting was a huge peacock, its body and tail bent into a half arc, surrounding the young monk.

Going to the right from the stone platform, there are a group of listeners sitting under the platform. There are monks and laymen, old and young, men and women, with different expressions. Some are frowning in deep thought, some are smiling knowingly, some are folding their hands in silence. remember.

Further to the right, the listeners were not only humans, but also a group of monsters, including wolves, foxes, eagles, and leopards. These monsters also changed from their usual ferocious appearance. They all bowed their heads and listened with great interest.

Shi Feng stared at it for a long time, and Feng Qitong pointed out, "Brother Shi, do you know who the person preaching in the painting is?"

Shi Feng's eyes flashed, "This peacock is exactly the same as the one at the mountain gate. Could it be that this monk is Master Peacock?"

"you guessed right!"

"This is beyond my expectation," Shi Feng chuckled, "Master Peacock is so powerful that he is known as the number one master in the world. He created his own methods of dissociation and mysticism, and his Taoist skills are profound.

For such a person, I think he should be an eminent monk with a fluttering white beard. Unexpectedly, he looked so young and handsome. "

In the black turtle bones, the Horned Demon Dragon lazily shook his head, "Who told you that Master Peacock belongs to the old monk? He is just a pretty boy, okay?"

Feng Qitong smiled and said, "Who said that an eminent monk must be an old man with a fluttering white beard?"

Shi Feng said, "Cultivators are different from ordinary people. After building a foundation, their appearance can be permanent, or they can be allowed to age.

Women cherish their appearance and have nothing to say, but men, if they have been in power for a long time, will probably make themselves mature and dignified.

The master of my Tai Chi Sect, Master Xuan Yi, established his foundation at the age of twenty. He is also a very young young man. However, after becoming the master, he still transformed himself into the image of an old man in his fifties or sixties. "

Feng Qitong suddenly looked at Shi Feng, "What about you, Brother Shi? You look like you are only thirty years old, why don't you want to look older?"

Shi Feng rubbed his ears, "I don't hold an important position. I'm just an idler in the sect. Why should I become majestic and dignified!"

Feng Qitong smiled and said, "Is this really the reason? Isn't it because the appearance matches someone better?"

Shi Feng was a little embarrassed and hurriedly changed the subject, "Senior Sister Feng, what I'm asking now is Master Peacock, please don't keep getting involved with me, okay?"

Feng Qitong suddenly felt a sense of disappointment in her heart, but she had been practicing for a long time and had a calm mind. She quickly suppressed any floating emotions and said, "I have collected some legends about Master Peacock. Do you want to listen?"

"I'm all ears."

"Speaking of which, Master Peacock is not from Qinzhong Continent, but from Brahma Continent.

No one knows his secular origins, including himself.

Because he was an abandoned baby, he was placed at the gate of Faxiang Temple when he was only two or three days old.

At that time, it was a small basket. He was wrapped in a cotton jacket and a brocade robe was wrapped outside. There was also an ingot of gold in the basket, but there was nothing else. "

Shi Feng interjected, "The brocade robe, the gold ingot, and the aura of nobility in the portrait. I think he must not have been born as an ordinary person."

Feng Qitong shook his head, "We don't know these things. When Master Peacock came of age, he also wanted to find out his life experience, but time passed and there were no clues, so he had no choice but to leave it alone.

The Master Peacock was so unfortunate that he was abandoned when he was still in his infancy. The person who abandoned him hurriedly put the basket on the head of the stone lion in front of the temple and left.

He just wanted to put it in a high place so that it wouldn't be picked up by wild animals. Unexpectedly, it snowed heavily in the middle of the night, and the sky and the earth were white, as if covered with a white quilt, and the basket was completely covered by snow.

Therefore, the little novice who opened the door in the morning didn't even notice that there was a basket on top of the stone lion's head.