Metropolitan Hironono, located in the northwest frontier of this empty island full of antiquities, it is surrounded by mountains, in the middle is a field, the area is not large, there are rows of streets, compared to the end of the Jade Mountains, here is a lot quieter. It's like a secluded town.

Su Yang could be seen from afar, a dead tree stood tall in the center, as tall as the surrounding mountains, like a black pillar of optimism, it had no branches and branches, it seemed to have been cut off, and only a trunk remained.

His main trunk is very thick, that is, it will take several hours to spare him to walk around, in front of this section of dead wood, there is a high altar, but it is very ancient, the bluestone is covered with green moss, I don't know which era the ancestors built, the stone steps of the altar are in a half-ruined state, like an ancient temple that has fallen into disrepair and broken walls.

But Su Yang wondered, why did no one repair such a prosperous place?

In the town in front of the dead tree, there are many monks, and there are also many people who sell and set up stalls, after all, there are business opportunities when there is a flow of people, and some astute people will not be unaware of this.

hasn't walked a few steps, and Su Yang's appearance of a young man from a family who is not deeply involved in the world has made many hawkers "target".

A man in his twenties and thirties walked up and asked, "Is this little brother here to worship the sacred tree?"

Seeing that Su Yang was not interested, he continued: "Although the Divine Tree is withered, it has a spirit, if you pray sincerely, you may be favored by the Divine Tree." ”

Seeing that Su Yang was a little hesitant and a little puzzled, the vendor leaned forward and said: "Look at Gongzi, he must be a person with a big opportunity, my ghost acacia incense is from the divine ruins, and it can be channeled!"

"Childe will definitely increase the chance of finding an opportunity. Just ten amethysts. ”

"What's the chance of the Divine Tree?"

Su Yang looked at the small piece of incense in his hand, which was no different from an ordinary small dead branch, smeared with spices, but it was similar to many other things here, and it had a unique Taoist rhyme of touching a place!

"If you have a great opportunity, if you can get the favor of the sacred tree, give blessings, or give a fairy scripture, then you can become a world-famous figure casually. If you can climb the altar, it will be amazing, legend has it that after the Eight Desolations, only the first person in the Dao Shi has ever climbed the altar......"

Ten amethyst, this is just a number for Su Yang, Su Yang gave him twenty amethyst after hearing this, bought the incense made from the dry branches, and asked, "I don't know this god."

What's going on with the ruins?"

The peddler naturally accepted the amethyst, and said suspiciously: "Son, you are from outside, right? ”

Looking at Su Yang and shaking his head, the vendor continued: "Haven't you heard of the Divine Ruins, haven't you heard of the Valley of the Gods?"

"I've heard, aren't there two names for one place?" asked Su Yang suspiciously.

"That's an outsider's saying, according to our understanding, the god ruins are the ruins outside the Valley of the Gods, there are countless treasures, if you have the chance, maybe you can dig up a fairy scripture. ”

"What about the Valley of the Gods, then why is it so rarely mentioned?" Su Yang found a subtle problem, that is, the people here were talking about the Divine Ruins, not the Valley of the Gods.

The peddler was a little hesitant, as if he was taboo about something, Su Yang secretly stuffed him with another fifty amethysts, and the hesitant peddler leaned into Su Yang's ear again and whispered:

"O Valley of the Gods, legend has it that it is the place where the gods live, and I am afraid that I will anger the gods by saying something taboo. Do you know where the ruins around you came from? It is said that it was the place that angered the gods for thousands of miles!

……

After the peddler finished speaking, he no longer wanted to say anything about the Valley of the Gods to Su Yang, and Su Yang asked a few people again along the road, but the answers he got were almost the same.

He didn't fly with the wings of a god, and after passing through the town, he soon came to the charred dead tree.

The dead tree left only a trunk, and the branches were bent and vigorous, black and covered with the wrinkles of time, and he was like a pillar of heaven.

There was a cacophony of chatter under the altar of the sacred tree, surrounded by monks.

Su Yang was on the periphery, and he could only hear the people around him sigh: "Alas, I didn't expect that even the Flying Eagle Holy Son had failed, could it be that no one could really climb the altar?"

"Do you still want to climb the altar, are you from out of town?" a monk from the Great Middle Domain sneered, if someone could climb the altar now, I am afraid that all the empty islands in the ancient city of Lingnan would fall.

"The Holy Son of Light and the Second Prince of the Zhou Dynasty have only failed, and the Flying Eagle Holy Son is not necessarily stronger than these two. It's good to be able to step on the eighth step of the fifth floor, but if I did, I wouldn't be able to go up the second step. ”

"You don't even have this qualification, you can only be grandstanding. Someone teased.

Su Yang looked at it, a man in black with a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, glanced at the altar, shook his head and walked back to the side of a few young people.

The altar is divided into nine levels. There are a total of 9981 steps, because it has always been said that only the first person has ever climbed the altar.

So since the ages, I don't know how many Tianjiao have tried unadmittedly, but they have never reached the top, it is said that the most amazing genius at the end of the Heavenly Dao, the master of the thousand-year-old Demon Capital, the Demon Lord, he is still one step away from the top of the nine-story altar.

In front of the altar, a group of young men and women stand out. For Su Yang, many of them were unfamiliar faces, but he also saw a few people with familiar faces, the Holy Son of Huoyun and the Xiao Wu people he had met in front of Dayan Restaurant before.

"It's just that the Flying Feather Holy Maiden hasn't tried it yet, will she give it a try?"

The crowd was bustling, and many people turned their eyes to one of the women, who was wearing a bright white feather coat, tall, curvy, melon seed face, snow-white and crystal skin, long eyelashes, green silk like a waterfall, and the whole person was so beautiful that it was suffocating.

"It is said that the Holy Maiden of the Flying Feather Immortal Palace has always been more powerful than the Holy Son, and I don't know if this fairy can ascend to the altar. ”

"Otherwise, if the Liuqu people Songyun competes for the position of the Holy Son, the Flying Feather Holy Maiden may not be able to crush the Flying Feather Holy Son......"

"Speaking of Liuqu Songyun, do you know what happened on Suzhen Immortal Mountain?"

"I heard that, I really don't know who did it, I heard that Huyan Shijie of the Qingcheng Holy Land is dead! Because someone found the bodies of his two protectors, one was scorched black, and the other was nailed to death on the rock peak thousands of miles away. ”

"It is said that the murderer Su Yang did the ......"

A few days ago, Su Yang also beat up a few people from the Holy Land in the ancient city, and there are also Tiancong Mountain Ranges, how can Su Yang be everywhere for a while. ”

"Hmph, you think too much of that kid. "Some people dismiss it, thinking that it is too much to elevate a junior.

……

"Could it be that Brother Lei did it?"

Listening to everyone's words, Su Yang was surprised, he didn't know who killed the mutualist in Qingcheng Mountain, and he didn't know who helped him at that time.

(End of chapter)