We thought it was just an ordinary exploration, but we didn't expect that starting from this Vientiane Shrine, many secrets from ancient times would be involved.

The catastrophe that Shenzhou has faced, the cause and effect of the broken pillar of heaven, Nuwa mends the sky, praises the father day by day, Hou Yi shoots the sun, and Dayu controls the water......

These myths and stories that we are already familiar with have been restored to their original appearance in front of us.

Of course, what we can't forget is to tell us the existence of these secrets, the ancient murderer who once ravaged Huaishui in the legend, Wuzhiqi.

We already know now that it is just fake news released by Dayu for its safety, in fact, the sacrifice made by Wuzhiqi for the safety of Shenzhou is far beyond imagination of ordinary people, but it is destined to live in the dark and be a behind-the-scenes hero.

And now, Wuzhiqi's longevity has come to an end, maybe tomorrow, maybe half a decade later, maybe at this moment, it will be like many existences in ancient times, dissipated in this heaven and earth, dust to dust to dust, and never to see us again.

"Let's go."

Chunting used all his skills against the door we had just passed through, and after making sure that there really wasn't any way for us to return to the Vientiane Shrine, he finally had to make the decision to leave.

"Wuzhiqi has made up his mind, we can't stay here forever, there are still things that belong to us waiting for us to complete, and we can't waste time here."

Although these words sounded a little heartless, I knew that this was just a way for Chunting to comfort himself.

In fact, for the Wuzhi Qi in the Vientiane Divine Palace, the Spring Pavilion is far more cordial than us.

After all, it was Li Jing and Li Weigong of the Tang Dynasty who sent Wuzhiqi to the Vientiane Divine Palace, and if we guess that it is true, Chunting is Li Jing himself at the beginning......

After seeing that we didn't object, Chunting turned around and faced the Vientiane Shrine, although Wuzhiqi couldn't see his appearance now, he still bowed deeply in the direction of Wuzhiqi with a respectful demeanor, and chanted words in his mouth.

"Senior, this farewell may be goodbye, but please rest assured, we will not let you down, heaven and earth have their own righteousness, I am not alone, although there is no regret in death, we must remember what you said, Shenzhou has us, please rest assured."

Looking at the current appearance of Chunting, no one needed to remind us, we spontaneously imitated his behavior, and saluted respectfully to Wuzhi Qi, who was separated from us, and our mouths were all promises made to it.

Not to mention anything else, just since Wuzhiqi waited for us in this dark place for thousands of years for the safety of Shenzhou, it is worthy of all our respect.

After we said what we wanted to say, Chunting turned around with difficulty, and he pretended to walk in front freely, and at the same time did not forget to call for us to leave with him.

"Alright, it's time for us to go, there's a lot of work waiting for us outside, and Wuzhiqi probably doesn't want to see us wasting time here."

Indeed, no matter how much reluctance and sadness we have, it is finally time to say goodbye.

Everyone looked deeply in the direction of Wuzhiqi, and although it was through this door, it seemed that they could still see its appearance.

It was a bit hideous, but it was actually full of love.

After looking back, everyone turned around and followed behind Chunting silently, preparing to leave the Vientiane Divine Palace, which had been sealed with a thousand-year-old secret.

After walking a few steps, we realized that after passing through that gate, we did not leave the Vientiane Shrine directly, but had to pass through a long corridor.

On either side of us are the grooves used for lighting, and as Shen Lang lights up the grease in the grooves, we can see the specific appearance of this road.

The road is about three people wide, the ground is paved with bluestone, and on the walls on both sides of the road, many stories that happened in ancient times are recorded in the form of murals.

Since this is the way to leave for the people in Guan Shanzhong, it is flat, there are no organs, and there are no accidents, but due to the reason of no Zhiqi, the atmosphere of everyone is a little silent, and the way out is inevitably a little boring.

But fortunately, because of the presence of these murals, it can distract us a little so that we don't get too sad.

And although there is no danger in this road, but it is extremely long, we don't know how long we walked, maybe a day, maybe two days, just when we were about to lose patience, Chunting, who was walking in the front, suddenly spoke, it seemed that he had made a new discovery.

"We may have reached the end of the road."

Hearing Chunting's words, our spirits were shocked, and we hurriedly looked forward and found that there had indeed been a change.

The road seemed to have no end, we didn't know how long we had walked in the road, but the road was always the same flat, without any ups and downs.

Now, in front of Chunting, this road has an upward slope for the first time.

Seeing this discovery, we hurriedly cheered up, and Chunting didn't say anything, but continued to stride forward, leading us to this upward slope.

Sure enough, at the end of the slope is the end of the road.

And unlike what we think, it's not a door at the end.

In our current position, when we look up, we can clearly see that above our heads, there is actually a tightly knit iron plate.

This iron plate is engraved with mountains, rivers, sun, moon and stars, birds and beasts, although we do not know its specific material, but we can see that even after a thousand years, it has not decayed at all.

I think that if we pass through this iron plate, we can see the light of day again.

Seeing this, Chunting motioned for us to get out of the way, and after we had made room for him, he took a deep breath and put both hands on the iron plate at the same time, apparently intending to remove the iron plate for us with his own strength, so that we could see the light of day again.

However, it is a pity that despite Chunting's move, this iron plate has not been touched at all.

After Shen Lang saw this situation, he walked under the iron plate without believing in evil, and also put his two hands on the iron plate, and then luckily dantian, and his arms were forced.

We can even clearly see the beads of sweat on his forehead due to the excessive force, but the iron plate is still unmoved.

Obviously, above our heads is the outside world we yearn for, but in the face of this last obstacle, we have no choice.

Just when we were at a loss, Wushuang, who had not spoken since leaving the Vientiane Shrine, suddenly shouted.

"Squeak, squeak."