When Ye Zhiqiu pointed to the dilapidated earthwork bag not far away, and told that it was the Buddha Xiao when it was Yumen Pass, he looked at it and felt a little melancholy in his heart, it was difficult to imagine the majesty and grandeur of this place, and now there is only the broken mound, which is still telling the past people about the glory of thousands of years ago.

Long yellow sand, only heaven and earth, except desolation, I can't think of any other words to describe, how many popular poems about this place throughout the ages, but whenever it is mentioned here, people only think of desolation and loneliness.

In the morning light of the Buddha's dawn, a touch of wind and snow dotted on the loess city, clean and pure, the white clothes fluttering in the yellow sand have a kind of calmness out of the mud and not stained, he stands in the raging wind and sand, his eyes look into the distance like a carved side face resolute and arrogant, still exudes the evil madness of the world.

To be honest, the longer I have known Zhuo Mingfeng, the more I can't see through this person, I can't say likes and dislikes, I just feel that this person is like this yellow sand in the sky.

Walking on the remnants of the Yumen Pass, Zhuo Mingfeng should have known that it was us, but he still stood motionless as a mountain at the pass and looked into the distance, like a white-robed general with extraordinary momentum.

"I don't know the outer road of Yumen Pass, I went to the border city last night in my dream......" Zhuo Mingfeng's voice was full of emotion and loneliness. I came here many years ago, and I stood in this position, and I remember that it was snowing heavily, and the whole Yumen Pass was covered in silver, and the flags were fluttering, which was a completely different scenery. ”

I can't tell whether Zhuo Mingfeng said this to us or to himself.

"There will be flags here?" Tian Ji looked back and forth, and asked suspiciously. "When did you come?"

"It's early......" Zhuo Mingfeng suddenly smiled, this is the first time I have seen him laugh, like him, I can't understand his smile, there is a kind of vicissitudes and sophistication that are completely incompatible with his age.

"Zhuo Ye, the world says that North Zhuo Nanling, Zhi Han has always thought that this is not true, but now he empathizes, this is indeed an exaggeration, Zhuo Ye's mystic skills are unparalleled, Zhi Han asked himself if the Ling family can be compared." Ling Zhihan took a step forward and said earnestly.

"Then you're a little self-aware." The smile on Zhuo Mingfeng's face gradually dissipated, and he returned to his arrogance.

"Why don't you know how to lift, and it is also a kind of courage for people to be convinced, why do you have such an attitude." Tian Ji couldn't stand it and said indignantly.

"If you are happy and convinced, it means that your skills are not as good as others, and since this is the case, I should have any attitude." Zhuo Mingfeng glanced at Tian Ji casually.

"What Zhuo Ye taught is that if Zhi Ruo does not humiliate the family, if Zhuo Ye does not give up, Zhi Ruo is willing to worship you as a teacher and devote himself to studying metaphysics and the lintel of the Ling family." Ling Zhihan is neither humble nor arrogant, and is sincere.

"Worship me as a teacher, why should I teach you?" Zhuo Mingfeng turned around and asked coldly.

"Zhuo Ye's mystic art is unique in the world, and the height is unbearable, don't you want someone to compete with you in the future, the grace of Lishan kneeling that day, Zhihan is toothless and unforgettable, and he must repay it all."

I looked at Ling Zhihan in surprise, this Jiangnan woman seemed to be weak, but I never expected that she would be so arrogant, she would be so arrogant in front of Zhuo Mingfeng, and worship him as a teacher in order to defeat Zhuo Mingfeng in the future.

Zhuo Mingfeng's reaction was completely unexpected after hearing this, and he nodded and laughed loudly: "A word is a certainty, I will teach you to see how much you can learn, but I am afraid that the person who will compete with you in the future may not be me." ”

"You can see the clues of the bronze mirror in the grotto, and you know that it refers to the Jade Gate Pass." I took out the bronze mirror and asked. "You know that we are looking for the Vientiane Shrine to save people, and we don't have time to go around in circles with you, you also want to find the Vientiane Shrine, and there are four verses behind the bronze mirror, what does it mean."

"Don't you want to worship me as a teacher? Just let me see how much Ling Ran has taught you. "Zhuo Mingfeng took the bronze mirror from my hand, looked at it and handed it to Ling Zhihan." These four inscriptions are actually not difficult, if you can unravel them, you and I still have the relationship between master and apprentice. ”

Ling Zhihan pursed his lips and humbly took the bronze mirror, the poems on it have been speculated on the way here, but we still have no clue.

The seven-foot dragon mirror transmits the beacon fire,

Looking at Rong Di from afar, he wants to capture the country.

Among the flowers of the three thousand worlds,

Only God can see the Vientiane Palace.

"Don't say I didn't remind you, the focus of the first sentence is on the last three words." After Zhuo Mingfeng finished speaking, he turned around and looked into the distance.

"The last three words are to pass the beacon fire." Ling Zhihan blurted out and continued to think bitterly. "Literally, it means to convey the beacon warning."

The beacon fire is an important means of military communication in ancient border defense, and the ignition of the beacon fire indicates the emergence of national wars. In ancient times, beacon towers were built on the border, and dry firewood was usually placed on the platform, and when there was an enemy, a fire was lit to give an alarm - through the beacon fire between the peaks of the mountain to quickly convey the message.

In ancient times, there was an allusion that King You of Zhou was discredited to the world for the sake of praising and laughing, and Bo Feng played the princes, which led to the decline of the Zhou Dynasty.

"I didn't understand what this meant before, but here I figured it out." Tian Ji's eyes lit up and said. "Spreading the beacon fire means that there is an enemy situation, since you want to inform the defenders of the alert, you must first light the beacon fire."

"Beacon!" It dawned on me. "The last three words are actually alluding to the beacon."

"Yumen Pass is an important border area, and the bronze mirror guides us here......" Ye Zhiqiu raised his head excitedly and said. There used to be a beacon tower on the jade gate. ”

After Ye Zhiqiu finished speaking, he searched on the top of the jade gate, and soon found a towering mound of soil, and he could faintly see the blackened soil layer, which at a glance knew that it was burned traces.

"If the first sentence refers to the jade gate closing this beacon tower, then what does the seven-foot dragon mirror in front mean?" The general asked.

"The beacon fire relay is to light the fire, and the next pass will know that there is an enemy coming to attack when you look at the beacon fire from afar, but in the first sentence, the seven-foot dragon mirror is used to pass the beacon fire, indicating that the warning is a mirror." Gong Jue walked back and forth a few steps back and forth before muttering to himself, and then suddenly stopped. "Light! It's the light! ”

"Yes, there's a light signal on the beacon." I nodded, and my gaze fell on the bronze mirror in Ling Zhihan's hand.

"Then the first sentence is easy to understand." Ling Zhihan raised the bronze mirror and said. "Seven feet should refer to the height, that is, to hang this bronze mirror on the beacon tower at a height of seven feet."

We hurriedly found dead branches, converted the height of seven feet with the current size, fixed the bronze mirror and inserted it on the beacon tower, the morning sun shone on the copper mirror, and the refracted light was reflected to the desert in the distance.

Ling Xuan should have used this method to point out the location of the Vientiane Divine Palace, which was similar to the design of the mechanism on Maiji Mountain.

"The location, the height are there, and now the difference is time." Gong Jue looked at the place where the relationship was refracted in the distance from the top of the gate. "It has to be at a certain time, and the location that the bronze mirror points to is where we are looking."

"Dragon Mirror...... "Ling Zhihan looked at the bronze mirror in his hand." There is no dragon on it, presumably the dragon should refer to the time, and the dragon represents the time in the twelve, that is, at seven o'clock in the morning. ”

The general took out a delicate and simple pocket watch from his body, glanced at it with a calm face, and said, "There are still fifteen minutes until seven o'clock." ”

"Finally unraveling the first sentence, the time, place and height are all ......" I was only halfway through the sentence, and suddenly frowned anxiously. One thing missing. ”

"What's missing?" Others asked.

"When the sun shines on the copper mirror at seven o'clock, the refracted light will indicate the exact location, but ...... But we don't know the direction, do we? "I looked up at the seven-foot-tall bronze mirror." If there is no direction, that is to say, at seven o'clock, with the bronze mirror as the center of the circle and the light guiding as the diameter, any place on this huge circumference may be the place we are looking for, so ...... Then you have to find the year and the month. ”

"All the words in the first sentence have been deciphered by us, and there is really no direction involved." Ye Zhiqiu's face changed suddenly after hearing this, if we can't determine the direction in fifteen minutes, we will have to wait until tomorrow, and we only have one fleeting opportunity every day.

"In the second sentence, looking at Rong Di's desire to capture the country from afar, there may be a direction hidden in this sentence." The general hurriedly reminded.

"Literally, the meaning of the second sentence is very easy to understand, since the beacon is in flames, it means that the foreign enemy is knocking on the pass, and the second sentence is that standing at the Yumen Pass, you can clearly see the menacing enemy who wants to break through the mountains and rivers." Ye Zhiqiu pondered as he spoke. "But this has nothing to do with the direction."

"Seven minutes to go." The general's voice was low.

"Looking at it from a distance means standing on the jade gate and looking into the distance, these two words are nothing special, Rong Di wants to capture the country...... The key lies in the last five words. I said anxiously.

"Rongdi is the general name for the minority tribes in ancient China, and their names are different according to different directions." Ling Zhi walked to the beacon tower coldly, and said confidently while taking off the bronze mirror. "The name Rong Di originated in the Zhou Dynasty, when the inhabitants were divided between Huaxia and Siyi, the southern minority was the barbarian, the eastern minority was Yi, the western minority was Rong, and the northern minority was Di."

"Rong Di is the direction of the point, with the corn pass as the center, the northwest direction!" Ye Zhiqiu reacted and was excited.

When Ye Zhiqiu plugged in the bronze mirror again, the orientation of the bronze mirror was impartial and just aimed at the northwest, and the general next to him also closed his pocket watch at this time, it seemed that the time was just right, and even Zhuo Mingfeng, who had been standing in the distance and watching, also walked over.

The vast desert is endless, the unobstructed sunlight shines on the bronze mirror, and the light refracted points to a barren place in the distance of Yumen Pass.

These four inscriptions finally mention the Vientiane Shrine, and I stood on the jade gate and closed my heart was somewhat difficult to calm down, perhaps just below where Tian Ji stood, there was a magnificent and all-encompassing building complex that could be called a miracle.