Hearing Feng Fan's words, Ling Tian also nodded in agreement.

"That's right, if there are really people who can stimulate the third and fourth stages of the potential chain, then their strength is probably comparable to the power of immortals! In this way, maybe those so-called immortals are actually the high-level excites of the potential chain! ”

Fang Xiaona on the side also spoke, "Maybe it's true, those legendary people are just deified by history, in fact, they are also human beings." ”

"If I'm right, ah, phew, I didn't say that."

Feng Fan took a sip, with a puzzled face, it seemed that he had been with Su Lin for a long time, and he had also learned his mantra.

"If that's the case, this ruin may really crash from the sky, you see this basin, it's so abrupt, it looks like it was smashed out."

"Heavenly Palace ......"

The three of them muttered, they couldn't imagine what kind of great power could forge a palace located in the sky!

"We are just speculating on this kind of thing, no one knows what the truth is, and now it is the most important thing to leave the 100,000 mountains."

Then the three of them walked on this grand ruin, walking towards the north, and the sound of creaking was constantly heard under their feet.

"Hey, look at this."

Fang Xiaona's eyes were sharp, and she saw a golden door plaque in the ruins, except that it was stained with a very thick $1$ book$ read $ novel (.( yb)(d)(u).) Outside of the dust, it is very well preserved.

The three of them stepped forward and pulled the plaque out of the ruins, shook off the dust on it, turned it over, and two big characters appeared in front of the three of them, and the vigorous font looked like a simple atmosphere.

"It's Gu Li."

Ling Tian looked at the font on it and recognized it.

Although this kind of writing is ancient, it is not comparable to the ancient seal, probably the writing of the Han Emperor era, and it is more than 2,000 years ago. Our current writing is based on the evolution of the ancient li, so this kind of character is still very recognizable. ”

Looking at the words on the door plaque, Feng Fan nodded, and he also recognized it.

"Qionghua."

"What is this?" Feng Fan was a little puzzled. "A sect?"

Ling Tian shook his head, he couldn't tell what these two words meant.

"In the era of the Han Emperor, the cultivation of immortals was prosperous, and countless people followed the footsteps of immortals for eternal life. At that time, there were countless sects of cultivating immortals on the land of China, and many people invested in these sects, even the Han Emperor, as the Supreme of the Ninety-Five, all yearned for immortality and tried in vain to become immortals. Perhaps, Qionghua is the name of a sect that cultivates immortals, and only those sects can cast such a magnificent building. ”

"I can't imagine that if the so-called immortals are really the inspirers of the high-level potential chain, then in the era of the Han Emperor, wouldn't they be able to produce many people?"

"Almost, if there is really such a sect that can float in the sky, then I don't know how many strong people there are, I'm afraid that a slap can turn me into a small cake."

"Hey, none of this has anything to do with us, what we have to do now is to get out of here first. Even if there are really any immortals, it has nothing to do with us. In the last days, you still have to rely on yourself to survive, your own strength is real, and everything else is floating clouds. ”

Feng Fan shook his head and sighed.

"Let's go, it's all in ruins, it's been so many years, what's there to sigh about."

Fang Xiaona walked in front and urged Feng Fan and the others.

"It's coming, don't rush, hypsocate."

The ruins could not arouse any curiosity among the three of them, and after collecting their hearts, the three of them walked towards the north.

This sect is huge, and the three people who smashed out of the basin walked for a long time without reaching the end, and at a glance, it was full of broken bricks and tiles.

"So many books."

Under a collapsed building, countless books were pressed and buried in the dust. As soon as Feng Fan stretched out his hand and touched a book, the book turned to ashes and was scattered in the wind.

"It's been a thousand years, and these books have long been eroded by the years, and they must have broken into dust at the slightest touch." Fang Xiaona muttered to herself, and at the same time stretched out her hand to grab a book, and sure enough, as soon as she touched it, it shattered.

However, not all books have been eroded by time.

"Huh, this book?"

Ling Tian reached out and grabbed a book, he didn't know what material the book was made of, it was actually preserved intact, but it was covered with a lot of dust.

Blowing the dust away, revealing a somewhat torn cover.

"Qionghua Chronicle."

"It seems to be a book that records Qionghua's past." When Feng Fan saw the words on it, he was a little curious, and hurriedly asked Ling Tian to open the book.

"The sun, moon and stars, the mountains, rivers and plants. Where the sword goes, the world respects it! My Qionghua patriarch moved the world with the name of the sword, the name of the sword immortal, and the world admired! ”

"So hanging, Sword Immortal?"

Seeing the first line of words, Feng Fanton felt that this Qionghua's ancestor was a bit of a cow.

"The Qionghua faction, cultivating immortals with swords, pays the most attention to the unity of heaven and man."

Constantly flipping through the book in his hand, Ling Tian muttered to himself.

"This sect cultivates immortals with swords, and it seems to be an amazing sect! But it's a pity that it was drowned in the long river of years after all. ”

The Qionghua Chronicle records a lot of the deeds of some geniuses of the Qionghua School, which is fascinating, but it is of no use to Feng Fan and the three of them, and they should read novels.

"Wow!"

Hearing Ling Tian's surprised voice, Feng Fan and Fang Xiaona both looked at each other, not knowing what was so surprising to Ling Tian.

"Huaizheng, the eighth generation disciple of Qionghua, found the Dayi Shooting Sun Bow in the tomb of the gods, but his strength was insufficient, so he had to bring this news back to Qionghua and remember his great achievements. Later, according to the bad description, Elder Qionghua looked for the tomb of the gods, but it was difficult to see it again, and the matter was finally closed. ”

"Tomb of the Gods? Dayi shoots the sun bow? I rub! Isn't that true? ”

Then Ling Tian turned another page, and there was a picture drawn on it, and if you looked closely, it was a map with the location of the tomb of the gods!

"This should be the land of China two thousand years ago." Ling Tian looked at the map above and muttered to himself.

"Is there really a Tomb of the Gods?" Feng Fan came over.

Pointing to the map in the book, Ling Tian spoke.

"Right here, the tomb of the gods, above the East China Sea, I just don't know if it's true."

"At sea? Are you sure? Feng Fan was a little puzzled, since it was a tomb, how could it be at sea.

Ling Tian smiled bitterly, "That's right, if there is no mistake in the record, it is above the East China Sea." ”

"What kind of place is the Tomb of the Gods?"

Feng Fan muttered to himself, since he entered the 100,000 Great Mountain, he felt that there were too many unknown secrets buried in this place.

The mausoleum of King Goujian, the countless tentacles that emerged from the ground, as well as the falling Qionghua, and the tomb of the gods mentioned in the book, completely subverted his past cognition.

And in this mountain, God knows how many secrets are buried deep underground.