Filled with memories that were enough to explain the misunderstanding, a total of three moonstones were used.

Xuanyuan Yu jumped into the Xuanzi Pavilion, and saw that the glass lamp in Ling Luo's bedroom had been extinguished, so he didn't go in to disturb it, but directly put the three fist-sized moonstones in a delicate brocade box and placed them at the door of her boudoir.

He came softly, and then left cautiously, without making any sound.

After Xuanyuan Yu left, he didn't go back to rest, but went straight to the Demon Cloud Forest behind the academy, followed the Orion's guidance information, and went all the way to the northwest, and finally found the towering Zhushen Mountain.

Zhushen Mountain is towering into the clouds, and the mountain is still oblique, giving people a sense of crumbling immediacy.

In the night when no one was around, there was no need for Xuanyuan Yu to continue to hide his cultivation, he shrank into inches, and in a short time, he had already reached the peak of Zhushen Mountain.

On the way up the mountain, Xuanyuan Yu felt very wrong, this mountain seemed to be a dead mountain.

Except for the lush trees and vines, he didn't feel the pulse of life, let alone birds and animals, and even the insects in the middle of the night, there was not a single star.

This feeling of lifelessness made him feel very uncomfortable, and even the wind at night could not blow the trees.

Standing at the top of the peak, Xuanyuan Yu saw the ruined and dilapidated temple mentioned in the hunter's account.

The area of the temple is not large, because it has fallen into disrepair, so the outside is covered with tangled vines, and the vines are wrapped in a layer, very thick, and it can be seen that this temple should have a history of at least eight hundred years.

Xuanyuan Yu took a deep breath and stepped into the temple.

Orion was right, the ground of the temple was not satisfied with the crystalline moonstone, especially in the center, the whole piece of moonstone, which was ten meters square, was shocking.

Not only the ground, but also the four walls are inlaid with moonstones of different sizes, so even in the dark night, the moonlight flows down from the top of the temple and is reflected on these crystalline moonstones, exuding a faint clear glow.

There is no need for torches, no need for lamps, and the gentle moonlight here is already reflected like day.

The four walls are engraved with ancient gods, nine times out of ten, all of which Xuanyuan Yu has never seen and cannot name.

He walked to the largest moonstone with a radius of ten meters in the center of the temple, and saw that a very complicated formation was engraved on it.

As the years passed, the lines of the formation were already very blurry, and it was impossible to see clearly, but Xuanyuan Yu still recognized it at a glance, this was a blood array!

He squatted down and gently scraped a piece of the red lines of the formation with his fingers, a faint smell of blood, after a thousand years, it was still so clear.

Accompanied by the faint smell of blood, what was even stronger was a scorching anger and an indissolvable sadness, all bursting out from the moonstone.

Xuanyuan Yu felt that his heart was suddenly frightened.

The sadness was so intense that his heart couldn't help but start shrinking for no reason.

It seemed to be because of the resonance of sadness, and suddenly, the moonstone under his feet emitted a large dazzling silver curtain.

This piece of super moonstone with a radius of ten meters, carrying the memories of thousands of years ago, was screened again.