Chapter 601: The History You Want

readx;?“ Many people have only heard of the Helan family's big array, and they all admire the people of the Helan family, but they don't know that this big array was designed by the extinct Baili family. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info" The black hair was flying, Lin Qingxuan slowly stretched out his hand, pointed to the most eye-catching martial arts training ground, and continued: "The Baili family is worthy of being the most talented family, this formation takes advantage of the innate opportunity, uses the acquired momentum, once it is activated, there is no life in the formation. Moreover...... After the formation is over, the lost qi will be automatically repaired, and the operation will resume as before. This kind of formation, even the Chaoyang Sect's Baili Yehua can't do it. ”

"The people of the Baili family are so powerful, so why do they still perish? Any formation can destroy vitality, so why don't they arrange it at their mountain gate?" At the mention of the Baili family, Feng Qingge couldn't help but clench his fists. That's right, why did the people of the Baili family, when facing the attack of the belligerent country of Jin, not know how to activate their own formation?

They are all dragons and phoenixes among people, and it is impossible not to even think of such a simple question.

As if hearing the most ridiculous joke, Lin Qingxuan said coldly: "Why? If the people of the Baili family have ambitions, then this continent would have been their world a long time ago! They have excellent qualifications, and they only need a little cultivation to reach the strength of the Heavenly Rank! Do you know how many people it took the Jin Kingdom to attack the Baili Family back then?"

"Less than 30,000 ordinary soldiers have broken through the Baili family with three Heavenly Rank Star Masters! Lin Qingxuan looked at the front coldly, and the cold light in his black eyes flashed, "Therefore, they are to blame, they think they are superior, they are arrogant, they write the history of the mainland, and they have abandoned their family." I don't believe that their formation can be so powerful, but now, I throw in the towel. But if I am trapped in this formation, I will definitely not die! The people of the Baili family are just too merciful!"

"Eat?" Listening to Lin Qingxuan's words, Feng Qingge felt that his heart had calmed down, shook the wild vegetables in his hand, and said lightly: "There are some things that you won't know if you don't live in the scene." The Baili family is a scholarly family, which has existed since ancient times, and the purpose of compiling the history of the mainland is to pass down the truth and publish it to the world. ”

"The truth? ha, Feng Qingge, are you joking, what truth do you know, do you know the cowardice of the Baili family, if they weren't like this, how could they end up like this. Okay, then tell me, a hundred years ago, the Jin Kingdom sent troops to attack the Baili family, and the three Heavenly Rank Star Masters couldn't fight 30,000 elite soldiers!" Suddenly flicking his sleeves, Lin Qingxuan's eyes were bloodshot, trying his best to control his emotions, he was like a cheetah that could explode at any time.

Why?

I couldn't help but feel a little ridiculous, Feng Qingge's eyes closed slightly, and put the wild vegetables in his hand back into the basket, if he wanted to know the truth, it was not simple!

"History of the Continent!" the cold voice exploded, and the familiar golden light rushed to his face, quickly enveloping the two people standing on the cliff. At the same time, the burning stick on the mountainside below raised its head slightly, looking at the golden light protruding from the rock, from this angle, there was nothing unusual at all, it would only be regarded as ordinary sunlight.

"The history of the mainland, heh, is it really ridiculous, is it useful to record the real history? Can it keep the damned, can it get rid of the traitorous ministers? What the Baili family has maintained for thousands of years is, in my opinion, meaningless. Those souls who are sleeping will not wake up. ”

The golden book appeared in the unique space, constantly turning the paper, looking for the history of the Baili family. Feng Qingge had long been accustomed to it, but Lin Qingxuan behind him looked at this in shock, his eyes fell on the history of the mainland, and he couldn't help but whisper: "I didn't expect that the lost history of the continent of the Baili family would actually be in your hands." ”

"Anyway, I rarely read this book, and I don't know much history. Feng Qingge said indifferently, the pages that were turning in front of him stopped suddenly, and a piece of paper in the center stood up in vain, and then, the entire space distorted, and the void space where it was originally located changed.

Empty mountain bird language, the land of books. Rows of green bamboos stand upright, the breeze blows, the bamboo leaves dance with the wind, the slender bamboos sway, from a distance, it seems to be a sea of bamboo, overlapping, extending into the distance. There is no majesty of the snow-capped mountains, and there is no beautiful mountains and rivers of the Helan family.

Here, it is just a plain deep in the valley, listening to the wind and the sound of the sea, even at the entrance, there is no monument for a hundred miles, and the winding path goes into the distance, standing here, it is like straying into the depths of the peach orchard. The wheat in the fields was already golden and drooping low, and the children holding the scrolls were still immature, but without the naughtiness of the children of the outside world, they had a maturity and wisdom that did not belong to their age.

The whole village was silent, only the sound of the animals chirping, men, women and children, all quietly doing their own things, as if all the communication in front of their eyes was so insignificant.

"The Baili family, the fourth family in the mainland, has countless unicorn talents, knows astronomy and geography, and is proficient in the art of formation organs. The voice of the history of the continent sounded, and the original small village was immediately transformed into a huge basement room, and the dense wooden planks were horizontally in front of him, like a ball, enclosing the entire room.

Countless mechanisms moved, the sound of gears running continued, and the wooden lattice in front of it automatically opened, handing out the corresponding scroll. The figure of the clumsy man held the scroll, lightly buttoned the wooden box in front of him, and the small boxy space fell, and he flipped through the scroll and stood up, letting the space move.

Compared to the environment of the Star Moon Continent itself, the Baili family is like the location of a high-tech industry, completely relying on machinery to operate. And the up and down stairs just now are exactly the same as the elevators on the earth! The constantly changing squares continue to evolve, the original spherical shape has been transformed into a wooden room, and all the equipment is available, even the prosthetic limbs of the human body. And standing on the stool and drawing all kinds of mechanical drawings are actually just a few children who look to be only about ten years old.

The complicated drawings were more difficult than she had ever seen, and Feng Qingge couldn't even imagine what their brains were made of, just a teenager who could come up with these strange things. The Baili family is hidden in the world, are they all studying these things?

"However, the technique of the mechanism is still vulnerable to the star power, and the materials are rare, so such a mechanism technique will soon disappear from the public and will no longer appear. The era of formation arose, and they were naturally resourceful, and they began to study formations, using peculiar occult techniques to create their own formations. "All the machinery was turned to powder in an instant, and then the familiar drawings unfolded, and strange symbols appeared, with a different atmosphere, attracting the people who made them.