Chapter 35: The Ruined Heavenly Monument
Along the way, you can often see all kinds of temple ruins, collapsed pavilions, dilapidated squares, etc. on the mountains along the way.
I don't know how glorious this ancient ruin was in that distant era.
It is conceivable that at that time, there were many palaces here, groups of Qiong Towers, stone ladder squares, amusement gardens, and rockery streams could be seen everywhere.
When he sighed like this, Zhuo Chuan had to be horrified in his heart, what happened to make such a glorious place shattered, there was nothing left, and it became this vast ruin.
"The ancient ruins have a vast range, and at that time, this Dao system should not be weaker than the so-called three forces in Turing County......
What terrible thing did that happen to bring about the destruction of a colossal ancient religion?
Sweeping away these thoughts from his mind, Zhuo Chuan no longer thought about these illusory things.
After going deeper into the ancient ruins for dozens of miles, he found a hidden place and stopped.
"After the battle with Peng Wei, my cultivation can be regarded as completely stable, and my strength has also reached a higher level, and I have comprehended a lot of combat skills. ”
He took out the ancient book of the young monk Peng Wei, slowly calmed down, and began to flip through the practice.
The Blue Eagle Treasure Technique, the real origin is extremely amazing, Peng Wei only obtained this powerful and powerful technique by chance, so that he can fight with the key cultivation disciples of the general sect with his loose cultivation body, and if it is a life and death battle, he is confident that he can defeat the enemy.
Zhuo Chuan carefully comprehended, did not let go of the slightest detail recorded in the ancient books, and immersed all his mind in the treasure art.
Vaguely, he seemed to see a fierce bird that covered the sky and the sun soared into the sky, chirping and shaking the earth.
The ancient eagle was covered in cyan scales from top to bottom, shining in the sunlight, as if above the sky was a gilded divine bird, and the wave of its wings seemed to tear through space.
The Green Scale Eagle, in the records of this ancient book, is a king of the sky, and is extremely warlike, even the legendary phoenix It is not afraid.
Because, to a certain extent, the blue-scaled ancient eagles should belong to the Kunpeng clan that is not much weaker than the phoenix, but they do not turn into peng, but into eagles.
"So to be precise, the Green Scale Ancient Eagle is a branch of the ancient Kunpeng clan, and this Green Eagle Treasure Technique is actually a branch of the Kunpeng Treasure Technique!" Zhuo Chuan was shocked, he didn't expect this spell to come from so big.
You must know that in ancient times, if the pure-blooded Kunpeng reached the realm of Dacheng, his status was an existence that could stand side by side with the Great Emperor, and the Kunpeng Treasure Art was also comparable to the ancient scriptures of the Great Emperor.
"Since it is such a precious treasure, how could Peng Wei hand it over to me so easily?"
But only a moment later, Zhuo Chuan's doubts were answered.
The Blue Eagle Treasure Art is incomplete, and in his hands it is only a fragment, and the following chapters are recorded in other ancient books.
"This man didn't give me the full treasure!"
Zhuo Chuan sighed, but he was helpless, could it be that he had to find Peng Wei to force him to hand over the follow-up chapters?
However, after thinking about it, Zhuo Chuan guessed that even the young monk himself did not have a complete Blue Eagle Treasure Technique, otherwise, even if he was defeated by Zhuo Chuan who was holding an ancient sword, he would be able to leave easily.
"But it is likely that he has part of the follow-up ...... in his hands"
In this way, Zhuo Chuan conscientiously comprehended the Blue Eagle Treasure Technique here, which was the first technique he practiced, and he was overjoyed.
It's a pity that so far, Zhuo Chuan has still not been able to penetrate the techniques in the Seven Star Secret Scroll, and he doesn't know how this is from the Night Emperor Palace's Seven Star Secret Scroll Technique compared to the Blue Eagle Treasure Technique.
There is no time for practice!
Unconsciously, another three days have passed, and there are more and more monks in the ancient ruins, and the sect disciples from all over Turing County have entered the ancient ruins, and most of the monks want to find some heaven and earth spiritual objects.
But there are also a few people who have cultivated to be strong, whose purpose is to hide in the ancient dojo in the depths of the ruins, and come to the ancient ruins secretly.
Most of these people are the ancestors of various sects, with an average age of around five hundred years old, and each of them is an old and refined existence.
Zhuo Chuan comprehended the Blue Eagle Treasure and set off again, heading deeper into the ruins.
The periphery of the ruins has been covered by countless Divine Blood Heavenly Foot Cultivators, and even if there is a heaven and earth spirit artifact, it has long been taken away.
"The deeper you go, the more dangerous it becomes, and the same monks have decreased a lot, and with my strength, I should be able to advance a few hundred miles or so. ”
Since he had the Blue Eagle Treasure Technique, Zhuo Chuan's strength had taken a big leap, even if he didn't use the Ancient Sword of the Magic Soldier, he was confident that he could defeat many Tianzu monks.
"Unless I meet a disciple like the one who is focused on cultivating by the sect like the Yi Feng Sect, I can fight!"
In the process of searching for heaven and earth spiritual objects, Zhuo Chuan inevitably clashed with other monks who came, and most of these situations required a battle to be perfectly resolved.
No way, the ancient ruins attracted too many monks, all kinds of people.
While most of them are looking for their own treasures, there are also some monks who have their sights set on other monks and want to capture them!
Zhuo Chuan met twice along the way, but he was keenly aware and avoided leaving from a distance.
"These people are not weak, it is better to dodge or dodge. ”
And so, he walked all the way, slowly moving deeper into the ruins.
Two days later, Zhuo Chuan saw a majestic mountain standing in the distance, the top of the mountain seemed to be submerged in the clouds, and the gray shadow of the mountain covered the sky.
Zhuo Chuan was surprised, this was the tallest mountain he had ever seen, towering into the sky, just looking at it from a distance, he seemed to be able to feel the majestic heavy vicissitudes of life, shocking people's hearts.
"This ......"
But when he traveled more than ten miles again, the surprise in his heart slowly turned into shock, and he couldn't believe what he saw.
Where is this vicissitudes of ancient Yue, Zhuo Chuan approached and found that in front of him was an ancient monument, majestic as a mountain, towering to the sky.
The stele seems to have fallen from the nine heavens, standing firmly in the ancient ruins, and the ancient breath of vicissitudes spreads to the heavens and the earth, as if suppressing a road to heaven.
Zhuo Chuan's two eyes were about to pop out, the stone tablet was vast, dozens of miles wide, and it was difficult for him to guess how high it was, only that the clouds at the top were swirling, which seemed to pierce the sky.
"Heavenly Monument!" Zhuo Chuan swallowed, and only in this way could he call this ancient monument.
The Heavenly Monument is vast, blocking the depths of the ancient ruins, like a giant guarding the sky.
A monument blocks the world!
In the distance, Zhuo Chuan could still see countless small black dots flying and flickering around the ancient monument, compared to the vastness of the heavenly monument, those monks were like ants on an elephant, insignificant.
"Fireflies and Bright Moon!" Zhuo Chuan couldn't help but think of what Peng Wei said before.
"Is this tablet man-made or is it born of heaven and earth?"
In short, no matter which one it is, it is amazing enough to be beyond Zhuo Chuan's cognition.
After sighing, Zhuo Chuan continued to walk forward, he wanted to get closer and take a look.
The towering ancient monument that can stand in the depths of the ancient ruins is likely to contain information about the deepest mysterious dojo.
Although you are not strong enough to explore the mystery of the dojo, it is still feasible to go to the ancient monument land.
As he got closer and closer to his destination, he found that there were more monks here than he had imagined.
At this distance, there is no trace of the Divine Blood Cultivator, and those who can safely get here all the way by themselves must at least be a monk of the Tianzu Realm.
Where the Heavenly Monument is located, thousands of people have gathered at this time, among which eighty percent of the monks are in the Tianzu realm, there are also many life cave monks, and even a few people have reached a higher "Six Lands" realm.
When Zhuo Chuan rushed to the ancient monument, he happened to see them rushing towards the ancient monument in turn, and then the surface of the monument suddenly rippled like water ripples, and then several streamers of monk incarnation flew in without hindrance.
"Secret World?!" Zhuo Chuan was surprised, he had seen a similar record in the classics of Ziyang, it was the entrance to a secret realm, and he could reach the small world that remained in it through it.
There is no doubt that this monument is an entrance to a secret realm in the ancient ruins!
When Zhuo Chuan looked at the stele again, he was surprised to find that the huge stele had undulating lines, connected with each other, forming several huge ancient relief carvings.
The surrounding people are noisy, and there are too many monks here, and at this moment, whether it is in mid-air, or between the mountains and hills around the ancient monument, there are monks stopping.
Monks from all sects, whether old men and women or young monks, their eyes fell on the stele, looking at the vast carvings, their hearts were terrified.
The carving on the stele is ancient and vicissitudes, and the top description is a blood-stained picture, broken mountains and mountains, rivers diverted, trees that are not thousands of feet high cracked, huge boulders flying sideways, whether it is in the sky or on the devastated ground, all are bloody corpses.
Ancient gods and demons whose bodies are comparable to mountains, demons of all forms, races with six-winged angels, eight-armed beasts, etc., all die at this time, and blood stains the heavens and the earth.
The whole picture is like a purgatory, with millions of corpses and blood flowing away.
Obviously it was just a carved picture, Zhuo Chuan's heart trembled when he looked at it, as if he felt the monstrous killing intent in the picture, the sorrow that filled the whole world, the blood-colored sky weeping, infinitely desolate.
In the very center of the carving, on top of the Gu Yue statue with only half of the picture left, there is a man standing here.
The clothes on his body had long been stained with all kinds of blood, and his body was scarred, and even the spear in his hand was broken.
However, the man is the only living creature in the picture, at this time he stands quietly on the top of the broken mountain, his eyes look down on the blood-stained heaven and earth, he is like a demon god who came out of the Shura field, all the monks who saw him in front of the ancient monument were throbbing in their hearts, and some of them were shallow and even weak, trembling.
The bloody world, the whole picture seems to be the end of the world, only the man is the only one in this world!
Zhuo Chuan retracted his gaze, gasping for breath, it was just a carved picture, which made him frightened when he saw it, as if he was in the world in the picture.
"Fighting Martial God!" For some reason, when he saw the man in the inscription on the stele, these four words appeared in his mind, and it seemed that there was a will in the dark telling him that this demon god standing in the sea of corpses and blood, he was - Fighting Martial God!