Chapter 286: Phoenix Remains

Soul Yan and Huo Ling'er went to a mountain, the mountains are undulating, stretching into pieces, faintly there are layers of majestic mountains, scattered with a lot of stone carvings, craggy cliffs, cliffs such as knife cutting, even stone mountains are towering, big stones stand upright, although not into a forest, it is similar, these relics are of different sizes, scattered everywhere. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Here, there is no grass, desolate, the soil is hard, almost petrified, showing a blood-black color, revealing the blood of ancient Chen, with the vicissitudes of life, the feeling of eternal sadness, and the breath of the years is dignified.

As soon as he entered the mountains, the soul was suppressed, staring at the stone carvings not far away, not far in front of him, but one person high, sparse ancient words, ancient words and vicissitudes, full of sense of time, greeted by a strong and deep breath of the years, such ancient words are engraved for ancient words, and left endless years, it seems that they do not belong to this era, or even to this world.

There are not many ancient characters on the stone carvings, but each one has a unique momentum, there is a kind of Taoist nature, the wonderful realm of the unity of heaven and man, Soul Yan and Huo Ling'er looked at these ancient words, and seemed to have fallen in, although they didn't know it, but it didn't hinder their understanding.

"It's just some stone carvings, but it's almost intoxicating, it's weird, why is that?" After a long time, the soul said thoughtfully, and opened his mouth to himself, extremely shocked.

These ancient characters seem to be very similar to the ancient characters of the soul clan, and they all have a feeling of natural avenue, the realm of only me, and the penmanship of the unity of heaven and man, which is wonderful.

The two are similar, simple and old in the restrained brilliance, in the passage of time is still eye-catching, even if the years pass, can not hide the kind of majestic, one-go brushstrokes.

Huo Ling'er's beautiful eyes on the side moved slightly, the streamer was tactful, her expression was solemn, and she was also experiencing, but she was not staring directly at it like Soul Yan, but was experiencing it with her heart, feeling it, for some reason, although she didn't know it, she could understand something from it, and every time she experienced it, she could get some different insights, which was amazing.

Several generals looked at the ancient characters, their expressions were very calm, as if they were nothing, perhaps these stone carvings for them, except for the vicissitudes of life, the momentum is extraordinary, there is no other place that makes them noteworthy, the stone carvings are just stone carvings after all.

"It seems to have the same origin as the ancient characters of the Soul Clan." After some observation, Soul Yan compared the unknown ancient characters on the stone carving with the ancient characters of the Soul Clan, and found that the two seemed to have similarities, but they were slightly different, and there was an indescribable charm of the Great Dao.

"Let's go and see something else." Soul Yan spoke, scanning the surroundings, wanting to take a closer look at the other stone carvings.

Huo Ling'er walked with Soul Yan, and several generals kept an appropriate distance from the two and followed silently.

Endless mountains, not a single inch of grass grows, stone mountains stand in a forest, the cliffs are craggy, the forms are different, or standing or lying, the posture is thousands, it can be called a wonder.

Whether it is a cliff or a stone stele, there are many left, but not all of them have ancient characters, and there are also some carvings, and even the marks left by sharp weapons are not deliberately left, and they are disorganized.

Looking around, these stone carvings have a special feeling, so that the soul can't speak, it seems to be one, natural so, even if the chaotic portrayal, it gives people an illusion, as if it is naturally generated, it has been there since ancient times, and it is there forever.

One stone and one carving, one word and one nomination, it seems to be like a natural trace of the avenue, all of which attract attention and attract the attention of the soul.

In the end, the soul word stopped in front of a stone cliff, this is a picture, a simple and vicissitudes of life, full of avenue charm.

This depiction, with a few brushstrokes, does not have too many scenes, only a bird, a bird, but it is this bird that is the focus of the whole stone carving, and it is also the most attractive.

This bird, observing the whole body, at first glance is just a bird, but as long as it is a strange and far-sighted person, this is not an ordinary bird, it belongs to the legendary existence.

Phoenix, the legendary god phoenix, yes, is indeed a phoenix, and it is precisely because of this that the soul words stop, their eyes are moving, and they seem to be very real.

Almost at the same time, Huo Ling'er and Soul Yan were shocked in their hearts, the stone carving had always been there, it was a dead thing, but the phoenix on the stone carving was like a living thing, as if soaring in the sky, the phoenix sang for nine days, the style was supreme, and the style was outstanding.

In the ears of Soul Yan and Huo Ling'er, there seemed to be bursts of shocking phoenix roars from time to time, and the divine sound was endless.

And what shocked Soul Yan even more was that the phoenix egg he put away, when Soul Yan stopped to watch the depiction, it actually moved, only slightly, but it couldn't escape Soul Yan's divine sense, he and the token of the Soul Clan, there was a natural connection, and he noticed it at the first time.

At this moment, Soul Yan was moved in his heart, and he connected all kinds of things, the phoenix depicted in this stone carving is very likely to be real, and it is possible that there is indeed such a one in the past, appearing here.

It also reminded Soul Yan of the legend of the Fire Clan, the legend of the Fallen Phoenix Ridge, it is certain that the legend is not just a legend, it really exists, the years are leisurely, and there is too much loss, but it can't be directly restored.

"This is most likely a legacy of the Phoenix Clan." Soul Yan was moved in his heart and observed carefully.

"What do you perceive?" At this time, Huo Ling'er's beautiful eyes moved slightly, and she suddenly spoke.

"What about you?" Soul Yan laughed.

The two looked at each other.

"Phoenix Relics." The two of them actually spoke at the same time, with solemn expressions.

"Looks like you've found out, too." Huo Ling'er laughed.

"Why do you say that?" Soul Yan asked slowly.

"A feeling, a very intimate feeling!" Huo Ling'er spoke, her expression solemn and serious.

And the soul words also faintly understand that Huo Ling'er can have that feeling, and being close to the Phoenix clan is very likely to be related to Huo Ling'er's physique, the Fire Phoenix Body, if other people in the world can get in touch with the Phoenix clan, it is only such a physique.

It's a pity that there is only one divine phoenix, there are not too many pictures, and the harvest is limited.

Huo Ling'er and Soul Yan will continue to move forward with a few warriors, walking all the way, watching carefully, every stone carving has not been repeated, the ancient characters are sparse, the painting is concise, and nothing can be seen again.

In the depths of this mountain, stone carvings are scattered and scattered everywhere, and there are also many cultivators walking in it, observing the same as Huo Ling'er and Soul Yan, as for whether they have gained anything, it is unknown.

Some people even climbed the entire stone carving, trying to rub down some ancient characters, take them away, and study them carefully, but in the end they did not succeed, and all of them failed.

The stone carvings here seem to be magical, and they are not allowed to wander to the outside world, and they cannot be rubbed, so many people have to give up.

"Rainy night." Huo Ling'er spoke, pointing to a stone carving.

A young man was carefully observing a stone carving, it was the rainy night that he had seen not long ago, Soul Yan and Huo Ling'er only glanced at it from a distance, did not step forward, and then left.

Soul Yan and Huo Ling'er just looked at it from a distance, and then continued to move forward.

"Huh! It's bloodstains. Not long after, Huo Ling'er had a difference on her face.

The original blood-black stone carving actually had a bright red blood stain on it, the blood stains were still new, and there were traces of a fight around, it seemed that there had been a battle here not long ago.

In such a desolate and ominous place as Fallen Phoenix Ridge, if it weren't for the enemies of life and death, many people would not want to fight, but there was only one point, someone found out, was spied on, and there was a fight, leaving blood.

Soul Yan stepped forward, looked at the words on the stone carving for a while, and then turned his head to look around, for some reason, there was a fist-sized stone hole under the stone carving, the hole was newly left, and it seemed that something had been taken away.

"The stone carvings here have survived for endless years, and they are simply difficult to shake, how can there be such holes?" Obviously, Huo Ling'er knew something about the stone carvings in the Fallen Phoenix Ridge and felt very surprised.

Soul Yan is also thinking about it, along the way, I have also tried, those stone carvings, as solid as a rock, seem to be naturally one with the Fallen Phoenix Ridge, eternal and eternal, cannot be shaken, cannot be damaged, let alone dig out a piece and take it away.

But there was a missing piece here, leaving a trail of blood, and it was clear that someone had gained something here, and caused trouble.

"Let's go, let's see." Soul Yan's eyes were deep, and he looked into the distance, wanting to see what had been taken away and would be worthy of someone's action.

Huo Ling'er and Soul Yan left, taking a few generals with them, looking for clues along the bloodstains.