Wow Ka !!!!!!Ka Ka Tremble, urge the party, and kneel before the power of the double watch!!!

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Yun Chongbo remembered very well that when he entered the stone cave, he saw a square stone platform, on which three shallow pits were carved, and two curved and opposite directions, like the shape of a bull's horn, were also carved.

He remembered very well that the stone platform was clean and dusty at the same time, and he remembered that when he cast his eyes on the stone platform, at that time, there was a light that began to shine, and a faint flame was burning.

But now...... Where is this?

Just in a trance, Yun Chongbo's eyes suddenly became a vast and huge place, in front of him there was a tall stone platform, hundreds of steps square, hundreds of feet high, and around the stone platform, there was a stone square ten times the area of Z.

In the square, there were densely packed kneeling people, all wrapped around their waists with white straps, and four knots tied in front and back. They unbuckled their belts, held them in front of their chests, muttered prayers in the direction of the stone platform, and then tied them back to their bodies. And so on and so forth, and so on and again.

(Hu Tianshen...... This is the road to the immortals again? ）

The prayer blew into the ears of Yun Chongbo with the wind, but it didn't bring any clues, the only thing that could be thought of was...... Why is this stone platform a little familiar?

Suddenly startled, Yun Chongbo retreated sharply, and suddenly there was a "bump", and he hit the stone wall hard, and his whole body hurt.

（…… Really! ）

It's just that after three steps out, everything in front of me suddenly disappeared, and it was still a square inch stone room, and it was still an upright stone platform...... A very familiar stone platform.

(In the tomb of Wuzhiqi, it should have been used at the same time to hide a larger space than the entire city in a tomb.) ）

As soon as the train of thought was clear, everything in front of me suddenly became clear, here, back then, there were extraordinary events, and what I see now is a little remnant of the old days.

(It's just that this is really something that a real person could have done back then?) ）

The more I looked, the more curious I became, and I walked forward again, and suddenly there was a flower in front of me, standing on the huge square, and the stone platform that was only one foot square had also become a huge thing like a tower.

(Well, this technique is actually much worse than that of Guadow, it is not stable enough, and it does not have the feeling of being perfectly connected with the outside world...... But, even if that's the case, it's not something that a real person could have done back then, right?! ）

Time in this heaven and earth did not seem to stand still, and as Yun Chongbo re-entered, he saw that the crowd in the square began to gather around a tall old man.

"It is past noon, the holy god Mithras has rested, the hour that belongs to the god Labiswina has come, the world of creation is still, the world of separation is still, and the great god of fire, Ashavahista, is about to bring down his protection."

The old man's voice spread to every corner of the square, and when he spoke, the crowd in the square all bent respectfully and did not make a single noise.

"He is the judge of all people, he is the judge of Asha, he is the one who does good, he gives life, he is the one who establishes the kingdom, he is the ...... of the poor and the pious."

As the old man chanted loudly, some people began to come out of the crowd, their identities were obviously different, some were rough and dark, which reminded Yun Chongbo of the blacksmith in the town, and some were wearing helmets and heavy two-handed swords and short knives...... But they also share common characteristics.

They are dignified, serious, and religious.

Sixteen men in all, with expressions of great sanctity and seriousness, each holding a pot of burning fire in their hands, came from all directions, and everywhere they passed, the crowd respectfully awayed and bent down in greeting.

As they stood in a circle around the old man, the old man raised his hands high and began to chant a new ballad.

“…… The sixteen fires that come from good thoughts, good words, and good deeds will be the supreme fire, which will never be extinguished. ”

"Great flame of victory, thank you for your protection!"

With his sonorous voice, the flames detached from their respective braziers, leaped up, concentrated above the old man, and finally, became a fused and inseparable fireball, suspended in the air, slowly turning.

The old man swung his raised right hand slightly, and the fireball did the same, and then the old man stepped forward and walked towards the stone platform with the fireball that had always floated a foot above his right hand.

(etc....... What's going on?! ）

Suddenly I reacted, and the gods I had never heard of were gone, and the strange and incomprehensible rituals were gone...... Among these people, a large part of them are curly-haired and green-eyed, not from Great Xia!

(This is, Yijiao?) ）

The journey in Wurong City was just in a hurry, and most of the knowledge that the fierce snake had worked hard to introduce was forgotten by ear, and Yun Chongbo was searching his stomach at the moment, but he didn't have the slightest clues.

The "Flame of Victory" was placed on the stone platform, and then the old man waved his hands and took three flames from an unknown place and placed them around the Flame of Victory.

"The fire of sacrifice gives us wisdom and strength to defeat the demons ......"

"The fire of the warrior gives us strong perseverance to defeat the enemy......"

"The fire of agriculture gives us a good harvest and vitality to fight hunger ......"

In the low chanting, the three flames were lit one by one, and when the last flame was ignited, the old man suddenly turned around, his eyes were blazing like a torch, and he looked at it, it was exactly what should have been just a bystander, Yun Chongbo!

"Great Ahuramazda, Thou hast shone brightly, Thou hast given us sufficient comfort, sufficient livelihood, full life...... You have defeated Ahriman and conquered 10,000 ...... Take them as a pioneer and open up a new paradise! ”

"Ishma of the Fury, Vidat of Death, Nasu of Sickness...... By an ancient oath, I command you to wake up and command you to fight. ”

The old man's voice had turned into a roar, and the crowd in the audience seemed to have fallen into a frenzy, waving their hands and shouting loudly, looking excited and extremely fanatical. The three flames also kept opening up, and each took on a different shape, one like a dog, one with wings, and the other as if it were a combination of a dog, a bird, and a fawn.

"We have left our homeland, from the land of God...... But we will conquer new worlds and shine the light of God! ”

With the roar of the old man, the three giant creatures that had been turned from the flames seemed to be brought to life, roaring into the sky, and then, they jumped out of the fire, ran, jumped, and rushed straight down, aiming ...... Cloud rush!

(Bastard stuff!) ）

Without hesitation, he drew his sword and met it, although he still didn't know what gods these people believed in and where they came from, but just those few words just now were enough to provoke Yun Chongbo!

In a rage, he drew his knife and slashed horizontally to the sky, but before the power of Yun Chongbo could be released, his whole body was imprisoned.

“…… Go back! ”

The roar that came from nowhere shook the three monsters back together...... Then, Yun Chongbo was stunned to find that he had returned to the stone chamber.

He shook his head vigorously and kept blinking, but Yun Chongbo finally confirmed that he was indeed in the stone chamber now, and no matter how he moved forward, backward, or even jumped on one foot or took the big top, he couldn't enter the illusion just now.

(That's what I saw just now...... Flying? ）

Thinking hard, Yun Chongbo first suspected that the old disrespectful East China Sea Flying Immortal, although it was Ao Xingxing who brought himself to the immortal burial, but in the final analysis, Yun Chongbo would come to Qushui Huanfeng, and Zhang Yuankong's hint was not unrelated.

(Moreover, Yijiao, the traces of the Upper Halal people, the land of the southeast, the land of the East China Sea...... So many coincidences are there?! ）

Shaking his head in confusion, Yun Chongbo also noticed that on the stone platform, there was still a faint fire, and he didn't know why, he could continue to burn on this cold and hard stone.

(Are these people worshipping fire...... So, this fire, is it ...... ）

Carefully looking at the dying flames, Yun Chongbo hesitated, but still pulled out the sea, wanting to try to pluck the flames and see if he could find something.

…… However, when the sea came into contact with the flames, Yun Chongbo's complexion suddenly changed greatly!

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East China Sea, where you can listen to the waves.

The sun had completely sunk into the sea, but Zhang Yuankong still maintained his posture, rubbing his hands against the remnant monument on his lap, and his eyes were staring straight to the west.

From just now, the flame on the stele was shrinking, gradually extinguishing, and finally, completely, disappearing, gone.

"He really got it."

"I didn't expect it...... That kid, I really got it. ”

Looking at the hard and cold stele in his hand, Zhang Yuankong suddenly laughed, the laughter was dry, it was difficult to hear joy, but it seemed to have anticipation and relief.

"Yuanjin, Yuanjin, the person who got the power you left behind is also carrying your ideals...... Have you counted all this?! ”

"Could it be that back then, in the East China Sea, you already knew your own ending, and all your efforts were just for this kid after all?!"

The laughter woke up the disciple who was already asleep, but he just blinked, and immediately came to his senses, and without saying a word, he still sat quietly on his knees.

Glancing at his disciple, Zhang Yuankong sighed and suddenly said, "Ying Peng...... Do you want to go out and have fun? ”

All along, the Tokai Fangshi were a very loose organization, and they did not have too many constraints on each other, strictly speaking, they were just a group of "neighbors".

The relationship between the sword cultivators led by the Wine Sword Immortal, the ghost warriors who respect the Immortals, and the sorcerers who are long in the Flying Immortals has always been loose, and even after the death of the Wine Sword Immortal and the Remaining Immortals, the Flying Immortals are not interested in co-opting their former followers at all.

It's just an old man who is physically and mentally exhausted, he has almost no interest in everything on that land, and he doesn't even have the desire to "watch" at all, all along, Feixian has restrained his steps in the waves of the East China Sea, his disciples, his disciples, as long as they stay on this sea, they will get his protection and guidance, they can leave at any time, and they can come back at any time, Feixian just watched silently, neither retaining nor driving away.

Over the years, the disciples of Feixian have come and gone, and only Ying Peng, the youngest disciple, has always stayed by his side, quietly serving, and quietly learning.

(Now, though...... ）

"Ying Peng, you are idle when you are idle...... Go, join the Taiping Road, use your eyes, go and observe them well. ”

(Huh?) ）

The young Fang Shi's eyes widened, but he didn't speak, he just looked at Zhang Yuankong in surprise, looked at it for a while, and after making sure that his teacher was not joking and was not ready to take back his words, he quietly bowed, saluted, and then stood up and left like this.

…… No answers, no reviews.

After a long time, there was a sudden angry scolding on the beach.

"You're really tired of running so fast, aren't you...... Bastard boy, you even drove the boat away!! ”