Chapter Forty-Seven: The Wind and Snow Transmission Hall
On the second day, the avalanche of Qieyun Peak had completely subsided, and Qieyun Peak was not just an avalanche on the summit, but a large area of avalanche on the entire peak.
After the avalanche, on the Qieyun Peak, it was not just a temple that was revealed, but a complex of buildings. From a distance, the complex of buildings sits on the rocky top of Qieyun Peak, stretching into patches.
The morning light came from the east and fell on the complex, and the glazed tiles of the roof of the building were brilliant and dazzling. One of the towers, perched on top of the main peak of Qieyun Peak, is much taller than the other buildings, like a large flagpole.
"What's that?"
"Cut the cloud peak, the temple appears!"
"Not just a temple, but a temple! God, a miracle!"
"The ruins of the thousand-year-old Great Sect Wind and Snow Sect have appeared, and the Zhenjiao Exercises, and the Xuanming Treasure Book have reappeared! Whoever can get it will be able to open a sect and become the ancestor of the same lineage!"
"There are treasures, miracle medicines..... Rich enough to rival the country!"
The appearance of a temple on the Cutting Cloud Peak caused a huge shock, so much so that the mountain divine beast that appeared in the Cutting Cloud Mountain was ignored.
"Release the falcon to return to the city to deliver the message, and at the same time arrange for the herald to return to the city as soon as possible to inform the city lord. ”
An eagle falcon soared into the sky and galloped towards the direction of Yanran City, the owner of the evil tiger camp who was responsible for the early warning of this autumn hunt, Chang Feihu also discovered the mountain god beast and the temple of Qiyun Peak, such a major event, once in a hundred years, he did not dare to delay and slacken, and immediately arranged for the eagle and the soldiers to pass on the news.
The children of other family sects also reported the news through various channels.
Hurrying overnight, Yang Jun, who was turning around, cautiously avoided the danger in the deep mountains and old forests, and finally approached the Wind and Snow Sect.
In front of his eyes, there was a forest of stones, with many stone pillars in the middle, some of which were erected, but more of them were staggering, or broken and falling to the ground.
Each stone pillar is two zhang high, and the patterns of wild beasts, strange beasts, and fierce beasts carved on the stone pillar can be vaguely recognized, as well as deep sword marks, knife marks and other traces.
Behind the stone pillars, there is a patchwork of buildings, either glazed gold roofs, or green tiles and white walls. Farther away, towering these halls, attics and towers.
"This doesn't look like a mountain gate anymore, it seems that I have traveled around the back mountain of the Wind and Snow Sect at night. Yang Jun looked at the front of him and secretly thought in his heart
"There used to be fierce battles here. But strangely, why can't you see blades and wreckage?"
Walking through the stone pillar forest, there is a huge stone standing in front of the stone forest, which is engraved with the four big characters of "Wind and Snow View Stone", which is still clearly visible, but on the boulder, there are several long cracks, and the boulder is cracked into three or four pieces.
"If it is really the Wind and Snow Sect, the thousand-year-old faction, because the sect master failed to attack the Venerable Realm, the sect was wiped out overnight. The ruins of the sect were covered in heavy snow, and the clues left behind by the destruction of the sect were erased. ”
"The huge sect, 100,000 disciples, masters are like forests, there are hundreds of disciples who are walking in the earthly world alone, even if the sect master fails to impact the Venerable Realm, and the heavens send thunder punishment, but these tens of thousands of disciples all disappeared overnight, and there are no fish that have slipped through the net, it is too incredible. ”
"It has been said that only thunder will be punished from the sky, and the Wind and Snow Sect will be destroyed. It seems that someone deliberately erased the clues of the Wind and Snow Sect's annihilation. Who the hell has that much ability? It's terrifying!"
Walking through the stone forest, Yang Jun quickened his pace and walked towards the interior of the sect, in a few hours, this place will definitely become the eye of the storm, and all the people who participate in the autumn hunt will gather here, and when the time comes, I don't know how many killings will be made.
Yang Jun made a brief observation, then ran towards the tallest tower.
Wind and Snow Sect, covering a vast area, buildings are clustered, Yang Jun galloped all the way, the ground is full of stone slabs and stone steps, neatly laid, and there is still a little snow piled on it.
A number of golden tile halls, heavy buildings flying pavilions, flying bridge corridors, green tile stone houses, according to the mountain situation, scattered, showing the simplicity and heaviness, through the vicissitudes of life.
It's just that the entire sect, along the way, there are no living creatures, no flowers, no livestock, not to mention people, not even bones and corpses, as if all the living creatures disappeared overnight, and the sect was covered by heavy snow.
Except for Yang Jun's running and wheezing, it was empty and silent, which was creepy.
Yang Jun also beat the drum in his heart, and after more than an hour of hard work, Yang Jun reached the bottom of the tower.
This is an octagonal thirteen-storey tower, dozens of zhang high, the tower corridor waist is back, the eaves are high pecked, and the hook is intriguing.
The tower is built on a hundred-foot high platform, and the long stone steps extend upwards from all sides, and at the top of the stone steps, a circle of huge stone pillars rises.
Octagonal tower, there is a gate on each side of the eight, but the front gate is the tallest, and there is a plaque with gold characters on a black background hanging above, drooping, crumbling, and on the plaque is written the four big characters of "Wind and Snow Transmission Hall".
On either side of the plaque there is also a pair of long plaques with a pair written on it:
"Yulongjiang is reluctant to send guests day and night;
Cheyun Mountain is dyed with spring and autumn wind and snow. ”
The Scripture Treasure Building of the Wind and Snow Sect and the Pagoda of the City Lord's Mansion are really different from the clouds, and the Uta is not worth mentioning at all in front of this Wind and Snow Transmission Tower.
Thinking that the general-level exercises, they are extremely precious, and Yang Jun also took his life to test the medicine, so that he got the two masteries of the Moon Chasing Sword and Jing Hongfei. And now, the classics of the thousand-year-old Great Wind and Snow Sect are hidden in this tower, and Yang Jun can't help but be overjoyed in his heart.
Although he learned the four types of king-level exercises from Jiao Dabao, it was far from enough to rely on these four styles of bright moon shining on the sea god skills, and he wanted to be brave and refined in martial arts.
Today's Yang Jun, his cultivation is like a blind man touching an elephant, a blind man riding a horse, and his eyes are black in his practice.
But his conditions are limited, and now if he wants to worship the sect, he can't do it, he wants a teacher without a teacher, and he wants resources without resources, which is a veritable wild cultivation.
In the wasteland, there is a saying that wild cultivation is like a wild dog, and everything has to be fought for and fought for his life.
"Okay! It seems that this is the Wind and Snow Sect's scripture building, and the Wind and Snow Sect's exercises and secret techniques should be all in it. I'll pick two exercises and go. ”
Yang Jun is not greedy for the huge Wind and Snow Sect, and his merits are as vast as the sea, and it is already a great opportunity for him to be able to take a scoop of drink.
And the husband is not guilty, if he is greedy, he will leave late when the time comes, and he will not be able to help someone make a wedding dress.
"Squeak!"
Having made up his mind, Yang Jun struggled to push open the tower gate.
"Boom!"
The door was locked, it hadn't been opened for too long, and it was buried in the snow, the hub had rotted, and after Yang Jun pushed it open halfway, the door fell to the ground with a bang.
Inside the tower, it was very dim, and the light shone through the door, shining in, and Yang Jun could see the scene inside the building.
On the first floor of the tower, the floor is paved with green bricks, and in the middle, a large circular tripod is placed.
The design of the tower and the large tripod are exquisitely placed, at this moment the oblique light of the early morning shines in from the east, just falling on this large round tripod, the round tripod reflects the sunlight, will illuminate the first layer, Yang Jun can see the surrounding scene more clearly.
But to Yang Jun's disappointment, except for a few large pillars on the first floor of the tower, it was empty and empty.
Yang Jun walked inside, walked to the edge of the big tripod in the middle, and touched the big tripod with his hand.
This big tripod is made of brass, carved dragon and phoenix on it, has not been eroded, lifelike. Gently tapped the big ding with his fingers.
"Hum~", a slender voice echoed in the tower for a long time, and the sound came into Yang Jun's ears in Yang Jun's ears, like the sound of muttering scriptures.
Holding the copper tripod, Yang Jun looked up, and barely saw the corridor and some rooms on the second floor, as well as the vague shape of the corridor on the third floor, and then it was pitch black and invisible.
The tower was empty in the middle, leading to the top, and it was so dark that there was no view of the top.
"Unexpectedly, this tower turned out to be a cylinder in a tube, and the middle was empty, and the corridors of each floor were on the perimeter of the tower."
Yang Jun looked up at the endless darkness above, feeling as if he was staring into the abyss, with the illusion that heaven and earth were reversed.
"If you guess correctly, then the higher you go, the higher the level of the exercises, if that Xuanming Treasure Book is in this scripture transmission hall, it must be at the highest level!"
Yang Jun secretly thought, as a famous sect, the Wind and Snow Sect, except for disappearing overnight, should be in line with common sense, including the collection and management of this exercise secret technique.
"Without further ado, although there may be miraculous tricks in the lower levels, but time is of the essence, so I will go straight to the top to take a look. ”