As several people came to the door of the bronze palace, the turquoise spherical shield on their bodies changed, and it was tightly attached to them, forming a protective film.

Under the strong pressure of the water, the whale pushed open the gate that was already covered with patina.

Because of the descendants of the whirling turtle and the winged snake clan, basically no other race dares to set foot in this place.

When the patina-covered gate was pushed open, a cold and cold wind blew.

This cold wind was unusually biting, and the three of them couldn't help but feel that their souls were frozen.

"Whew. ”

Wan Shu exhaled a long breath and rubbed her hands.

In fact, when it comes to her cultivation, even if she suppresses the strength and seals, she won't feel so cold.

But this bronze palace is like an extremely cold place, no, it can be said to be as cold as the netherworld.

It's not a feeling that makes you feel cold physically, it's cold in your soul.

The coldness of being alone in the boundless darkness.

Although Xuan Whale also felt it, he didn't express it, he and Wanshu had experienced this kind of cold more than once, so they were somewhat adapted.

And Gu Hao hugged himself tightly, and at some point, he already had several more clothes on his body.

But even so, he still felt very cold, and looked at the bronze palace in front of him with some shivering.

Zi Yue stretched out his hand and rubbed the main entrance of the bronze palace, the gate full of patina was very rough, and the cold touch came from his fingertips, very icy and cold.

What is that cold that spreads to the depths of the soul?

Ziyue looked thoughtfully at the main hall in the distance.

"Let's go. ”

Ziyue didn't make a sound, but conveyed his spiritual sense to the three of them.

As they advanced, they looked around, many bronze furnaces, and buildings that had been corroded to the point that they could not be seen.

But what made them feel strange was the bronze figurines, and their shapes were extremely strange.

Bronze figurines are not unusual, and many secular dynasties or large clans will cast them for some special places.

But.

The figurines in front of him were too real, as if they were alive.

The faces are different, and even the facial expressions and wrinkles are very detailed.

Even if it has been corroded by the water of this underground lake, you can still see that the author's craftsmanship is exquisite.

What makes Wanshu strange is that the bronze figurines are generally used to cast statues of gods to demonstrate their solemnity.

But the bronze figurines here all look like they have fled, as if they have encountered some invincible natural disaster.

Even the child who fell down during the escape is so perfectly depicted.

It makes people feel like they are in the middle of that desperate disaster.

And they were slowly advancing in this palace, as if they had witnessed this disaster but could not do anything about it, they could only watch these people being swallowed up by the disaster.

"Phew, how do I feel, this place is so weird. ”

Gu Hao shuddered, always feeling that in this palace full of bronze at the bottom of the lake, something was peeking at them, which made people's backs chill.

"Indeed, this place is overly yin, and not only yin, but also a lot of resentment and fear fill this palace. ”

Xuan Whale opened his mouth and said, as a descendant of the Divine Beast, he had some special feelings that were much stronger than those of ordinary monks.

In addition, they belong to the people of the underworld, and their sensitivity to yin qi and resentment is far beyond ordinary people.

"Too many people have died. ”

Zi Yue said with a sad face, he could feel that there were too many people dying here, the fear of facing an inescapable death.

The resentment that is not willing to do this, the love that wants to protect the baby in her arms.

There are too many, too many feelings and resentments that permeate here.

"How many people died?"

Gu Hao swallowed a mouthful of saliva, although he had known for a long time that many people had died here, but Ziyue said that there must be a lot of them.

"Millions or so of them. Ziyue shook his head.

Number.... Millions?

Gu Hao's mouth opened wide in surprise, and he looked around in surprise at this bronze palace that had disappeared into the years.

"There is nothing surprising that the end of one dynasty is the beginning of another. ”

"In this world, nothing is eternal, life and death are just commonplace. ”

Ziyue stretched out his hand and stroked a bronze statue of a child beside him, his eyes full of pity.

"All this is common sense in the world, but there are some natural disasters, which are not real natural disasters, but the darkness brought about by desire. ”

Ziyue looked at the imperial palace in the center of the palace and walked over step by step.

The three of them didn't say much, and silently followed.

Although the plaque in front of the imperial palace has been almost corroded, a few words can still be faintly seen.

"North... The second one is so corroded that I can't see it clearly. ”

Gu Hao took a closer look at the plaque, but the history of this place has been too long, and under the erosion of the years, there is nothing left.

"North Underworld. ”

Ziyue said lightly.

"Northern Underworld Ancient Dynasty?"

Wan Shu looked at this huge palace city with a little surprise, she was also privately studying the history of the Xuanying Ancient Star that Zi Yue had studied.

This Northern Pluto Ancient Dynasty is the oldest and most powerful era since the records of the Xuanyin Ancient Star.

Merely.

Wanshu looked at the city with a little pity.

Even the most powerful forces will one day come to an end, disappear into the long river of time, and be forgotten.

"Your Majesty, since everything is going to come to an end, what's the point of the process in between?"

Wanshu looked at Ziyue suspiciously, life will eventually pass, civilization will eventually come to an end, so since it will still return to nothingness in the end, what is the meaning of the process of existence?

"Meaning, you're really picky. ”

Ziyue looked at the bronze palace in front of him with a bunch of dark eyes.

"Living in the present, the life of a mortal is limited, but in a hurry, the life span of a cultivator is also limited, and the strong can live for tens of thousands of years. ”

"But whatever we do, no matter how long we live, everything we do in this limited life is what we live for. ”

"Even if life will eventually pass and glory will eventually end, we have no regrets in this life, and this is enough. ”

Wanshu smiled a little embarrassedly, "Your Majesty is still firm-minded, how can it be like me, after following Your Majesty for a few days, I doubt my life." ”

Ziyue reached out and touched Wanshu's little head, and said gently, "You are still children, you don't have to think about these issues." ”

"Obviously Your Majesty, you are not as old as me in this life, right? Or does Your Majesty admit that you are old? Wanshu smiled mischievously.

Ziyue shook his head helplessly.

"Nizi, do you dare to make fun of me now? Did you forget that I was cleaned up before?"

"Hehe, I'm sure Your Majesty won't beat such a lovely disciple as me. ”

Wanshu's lotus arm hugged Ziyue's arm and swayed.

Ziyue no longer messed around with her, but concentrated on finding the doorway to this place.

The red gold eyes are like two small suns, and everywhere they go, they are all exposed.

Looking at the depths of the imperial palace, the corners of Ziyue's mouth rose slightly.