In the fog-covered cave in the West Mountain of Shangjing, Fan Xian once said in front of the dying Sean that he was actually just a tourist walking in this world, and he wanted to see more scenery, so he had a very strong interest in the temple.

Unlike the little emperor of the Northern Qi Dynasty who intended to use the power of the temple to dominate the world, unlike the former Wei emperor's delusional desire to obtain the secret of immortality from the temple, and unlike the Qingguo Emperor Lao Tzu's unusually strong and powerful use of the temple as a thug, Fan Xian's interest in the temple in the past mainly lies in those unknowns.

And now Fan Xian, the strong desire for the secret of the temple is inevitably attached to more practical considerations, he needs to enter the temple, find the traces of Uncle Wuzhu, confirm the safety of Uncle Wuzhu, and try to find a way to return to the world and stand on Emperor Qing. In fact, these are just two sides of the same thing, as long as Uncle Wuzhu is still alive, then everything will be easy to do.

In Fan Xian's cognition, no one in this world can hurt Uncle Wuzhu, leaving Uncle Wuzhu, a young master of eternity covered with black cloth, with too strong and wonderful skills, even if several great masters who once existed in the world join hands, I am afraid that Wuzhu has enough ways to get out lightly, but the problem is ...... Now this snowy mountain is a temple, that ethereal, has been standing on the clouds of human society legends of the fairyland, for this kind of place that does not belong to the world, I am afraid that even Wuzhu is not the opponent of the other party.

The facts seem to prove this, and it has been a few years since Uncle Wuzhu returned to the temple to find his roots, but there has been no news of him. If he is not imprisoned in the temple. I'm afraid it's already ...... Left this world.

In the early morning, the sun did not have a trace of temperature, so indifferently shone on the three people on the ground at the foot of the snowy mountain. Fan Xian squinted his eyes and tilted his head, looking at the majestic snow-capped mountain in front of him that seemed to cover half of the sky. Looking at the ice and snow reflecting the jade-like light in the morning light, he was silent for a long time and did not speak.

The three world's top young men set out from the camp when it was still dark, and walked for about a few hours before they approached the snowy mountain with difficulty. To the shock of Haitang and Wang Shisanlang, Fan Xian seemed to be very familiar with the road under the snow mountain, and led the two of them through a narrow passage under the snow mountain with ease, and went straight to the other side of the snow mountain.

This side of the Daisetsuzan is also a plain of frozen ice, with nothing but snow and ice. And the three of them are equivalent to passing through the snowy mountains. They came to the other side of the snowy mountain, and their camp was on the other side of the snowy mountain.

"Where is the temple?" Wang Shisanlang asked with the urn of the sword on his back, his cheeks were a hint of cold red surrounded by cloth, and he gasped.

Fan Xian was supported by Begonia, squinted at the mountain, and said: "Back then, Sean and Master Kuhe went from the mountain, and logically speaking, the temple should be right in front of us." ”

However, there was nothing in front of them, only jade-like ice and snow covering the mountains of unknown color. At this time, the wind was not strong, and the sky had not fallen a blizzard, and the vision was very far and clear, but there was no trace of artificial carving in this extremely clear vision.

The begonia holding him was silent for a moment and then suddenly spoke: "In the old rumors. The temple only appears to the world for one or two days a year. If the temple doesn't want to be seen by mortals, then mortals don't have to look for it. It's impossible to find land. ”

"Legends are just legends, after all. Fan Xian covered his lips and coughed twice, the clothes he was wearing were extremely thick, barely resisting the cold of the outside world, it was also a little wonderful, now the temple was close at hand, although he didn't know its location, but the rich vitality between heaven and earth began to pour into his body at an accelerated pace, making his injuries and conditions much more relaxed.

Finally, the cough stopped, Fan Xian blinked, looked at the messy snow stones on the snowy mountain with tired eyes, and said: "The legend is not necessarily true, back then, your master and Lord Sean just waited for the temple to appear for a day or two, and they stayed under this snowy mountain for several months, and I don't know how many human flesh they ate...... I don't want to wait. ”

Fan Xian has experienced two lives that others can't have, so he absolutely believes that there is a providence in the underworld, but the education he received in his previous life has never allowed him to take off the roots of atheism, so this contradiction makes him faintly in awe of the temple on the one hand, but on the other hand, he doesn't believe much in the so-called legends.

"If the legend is not true, then the temple must be hidden in this snowy mountain. Begonia Blossom's whole face was covered under the fur collar, and she said in a buzzing voice: "If we want to search this mountain, in our current state, I am afraid it will take a lot of time." ”

"I also understand that since it will take a lot of time, let's start quickly. Fan Xian said in a hoarse voice, and glanced at Wang Shisanlang again, "I think you have also discovered that the night in this place is very short, and in a few days, I am afraid that there will be no night, and it will be more convenient for us to search." ”

After months of difficult snowy travel, Fan Xian no longer deliberately concealed the knowledge he knew in his previous life in front of Begonia and Wang Shisanlang, and every one of his judgments finally became a reality, but Haitang and Wang Shisanlang did not know the basis of his judgments, so in their hearts, Fan Xian seemed more and more mysterious and unfathomable.

In the past few months, Haitang and Wang Shisanlang did not have the slightest doubt or hesitation about any judgment and instructions from Fan Xian, but at this moment, the three of them stood in front of the snow mountain, and at the moment before they were about to start looking for the temple, Wang Shisanlang did not go up to the snow mountain, but glanced at Haitang.

Haitang also happened to glance at Wang Shisanlang at this time, and the eyes of the two looked at each other, and they both saw the worry and shock in each other's eyes.

Fan Xian noticed the strangeness of the two friends, frowned slightly and coughed and said, "What's wrong?"

Wang Shisanlang was silent for a moment and then looked at him and said, "We are just curious, the temple is in front of us, if you judge it, no matter how much time it takes. We can always be before the night comes. Find the Temple. ”

Fan Xian nodded, not understanding the meaning of his words, and his brows furrowed even deeper. Begonia sighed beside him and said, "We mean that." The temple is about to be found, whether it is to unearth the secrets of the temple or to save the blind master from the temple...... You have to have a plan in advance, what to prepare, or what you know, you have to let us know in advance, with your current physical condition, many things always need us to do. ”

The temple is like a fairyland, at least in the hearts of the people of this continent, today Fan Xian and the three of them visited the temple. What a big deal. Fan Xian is now relaxed and casual, and even a little sloppy, just like it's really just a tour, who knows what kind of danger is hidden on this snowy mountain, what kind of divine power is difficult for mortals to resist?

Haitang and Wang Shisanlang are both the most resolute and resolute top people in the world, but in the face of this snowy mountain, they still can't help but feel a sense of confusion and fear in their hearts, they really don't understand why Fan Xian can be so relaxed and casual.

"Bitter Lotus and Sean returned from the temple alive. This place is not as scary as the world thinks. Fan Xian was slightly stunned and then smiled bitterly: "The two of them were already super strong in the Nine Grades of Shangdi back then, but after being tormented for half a year, they were all dying, and their strength was certainly not as good as ours now, since they can all go back alive." What are we afraid of?"

"And Uncle Wuzhu and His Majesty have said it. The temple was in ruins, and had little power left. Fan Xian lowered his eyes slightly. He said: "I trust His Majesty's judgment, because he has basically not made any mistakes in this life. ”

But even if the temple is ruined, it is still a temple, can mortals stop worshipping it?

"The more critical issue is that I only know the way to the temple and the appearance of the temple, and I don't know what is inside the temple. Fan Xian smiled helplessly and said: "In this case, it is useless to make any preparations, look for it, find it." ”

This is a very irresponsible approach, Fan Xian has been immersed in the darkness of the Supervision Yuan all his life, and has never fought unprepared battles, even in the face of the unfathomable His Majesty the Emperor, he is still clever and brave to think about winning small means, but today looking at this snow-capped mountain, this snow-capped mountain that he knows nothing, where can he be prepared?

The Great Snow Mountain is still so silent and cold, it seems that there are three mortals who are nervously and quietly searching for its secrets, and the rumored omnipotent and omniscient temple is still like a girl waiting for the word boudoir, hidden in the wind and snow, refusing to show her true face.

After climbing the snowy mountain with difficulty for a long time, the wind on the mountain gradually became stronger, rolling up the snow particles on the rocks, wanting to charm the eyes. Fan Xiandi's eyes were still clear and steady, and he didn't let go of any details that might be missed, in his calculations, the temple only existed for one or two days a year, and the last time Sean Kuhe saw the temple was on the first day after the end of the polar night, this must have hidden some kind of pattern.

Fan Xian, who was lying on the warm back of the begonia, turned his head comfortably, sniffed on the neck of the girl's house, extremely happy, and knew in his heart that his inference must be correct, and there must be some artificial traces after the ice and snow were broken in the direction of the snowy mountain towards the sky.

Haitang's brows furrowed slightly, not understanding where Fan Xian's confidence came from, let alone why he was so happy.

The fact was as Fan Xian expected, it didn't take long for Wang Shisanlang, who was searching about two hundred zhang in front of him, suddenly turned around and gestured towards the two of them, and he couldn't hear what Wang Shisanlang found in the wind and snow, but Fan Xian and Haitang easily sensed the excitement of the disciple of the Sword Mansion.

In a snowy col, Fan Xian squatted down, carefully observed the traces found by Wang Shisanlang, pulled out a hole from the covered ice and snow, and found the things they had been trying to find, some artificial traces - it was an existence similar to a track, I don't know what material it was made of, it was still smooth in such a cold environment, without the slightest deformation.

Fan Xian stood up with the support of Begonia, and looked along this track into the depths of ice and snow, until he looked up, where the wind and snow were extremely strong. The majestic ice and snow mountains seemed to snap off from it. Stuck in there, probably the end of the track?

Wang Shisanlang found several other tracks next to this track, all of which were made of extremely fine materials, and I don't know what they were used for. The three of them suddenly became nervous. In this extremely cold place, where it is extremely difficult for mortals to reach, these magical earth tracks suddenly appeared, and naturally there can only be one explanation.

"Climb up. Fan Xian said in a shasy voice, his voice trembling slightly, but his eyes were calm that could barely be maintained with a strong will.

There is no road in the snow-capped mountains, and there are fierce winds in the ice and snow everywhere, and if you are not careful, you will fall down the mountain and end up in pieces, and it is also thanks to Fan Xian who brought Haitang and Wang Shisanlang, two strong men, to come here, otherwise the power of heaven and earth is what he can bear as a patient.

The three of them suppressed their nervousness and faint fear, and followed the smooth track. Climb against the wind and snow towards the top of the mountains. I don't know how long they have been climbing, but when Wang Shisanlang and Haitang both felt that the true qi in their bodies was about to be consumed by these ice and snow tracks, they suddenly felt that their eyes were darkened.

The mountains are poor and the snow is doubtful, and the sky is dark.

Fan Xian and the three of them looked at the stone steps at the end of the track in a daze, unable to speak for a long time, this place is really wonderful, such a long stone step is actually a platform hidden in the depths of the mountain range. If anyone could really come to Daisetsuzan Mountain, of course they wouldn't be able to see these stone steps at the bottom of this mountain!

For a day or two each year when the temple is alive, does it mean that these stone steps slide out along those tracks, basking in sunlight to welcome the earthly travelers who come to worship the earth?

The stone steps are made of bluestone. I don't know that it has experienced tens of thousands of years of frost baptism. There are many breaks, and the vicissitudes and palpitating beauty of the old are born. Unlike those tracks, seeing these seemingly endless stone steps, the three of them really felt like they were entering the temple.

Walking slowly up the stone steps, an indescribable atmosphere enveloped the three of them, enveloping the stone steps. The three of them kept silent in unison, no matter who it was, at this moment before unveiling the mystery of the temple, it was difficult to hide the excitement and fear, this is a kind of excitement and fear of the unknown, which is the instinct of human beings.

A light gray eaves appeared above the stone steps, and met the eyes of the three of them, at this moment, the bodies of Begonia and Wang Shisanlang stiffened slightly, and paused, but Fan Xian was out of Begonia's support, so calm that he even stared at the gray eaves with some madness, and walked towards the top of the bluestone terrace.

Under the long light gray eaves is a black stone wall, and in this way, with the footsteps of the three people, it slowly reveals its true face, a solemn feeling, as this temple emerges from the ice and snow, shrouded in the whole heaven and earth.

The temple finally appeared in front of the three of them, and it appeared so calmly and naturally that the three of them felt a little incredible, and the crowd was looking for it for thousands of miles, dreaming of it in front of them, and the temple that thousands of people in the world had been searching for for thousands of years, and it actually appeared like this, which made people inevitably have some strange emotions.

Standing on the top of the last stone steps, Fan Xian's hands outside his leather jacket trembled slightly, he looked at the temple in front of him a little blankly, unable to speak for a long time, and the begonias and Wang Shisanlang beside him could not suppress the emotions in their hearts, looking at this majestic building with a look of confusion.

The temple is very large, at least in the world's construction technology is impossible to build such a grand temple, those high black stone walls are like eternal ice, lying in front of the three of them, those light gray long eaves, all the way to the end of the platform above the stone steps, I don't know how many historical secrets enclose, the secrets between heaven and earth.

To be able to build such a grand temple, at the end of the stone steps, the platform hidden in the wind and snow mountains is even more surprisingly large, and it is several times larger than the square in front of the Nanqing Palace, which can accommodate tens of thousands of people.

And the most intuitive thing that gives Fan Xian and the three of them a sense of coercion and grandeur is the main gate of the temple in front of them, which is seven zhang high, and its depth is not a little, and the color is an ancient dark color.

The three of them stood on the stone steps, still more than ten zhang away from the main entrance of the temple, but because the main gate was so high and too big, they felt that this door was close to their eyes, and the sense of oppression was very powerful, and they just wanted to make people fall to the ground and worship continuously.

Stand on top of the platform. Before the temple, Fan Xian, Begonia, and Wang Shisanlang were all the most amazing young people in the world. However, in front of this magnificent square and temple, they were like three ants lost in front of the grass, suddenly raising their heads. I found a large tree that had shaded the sun, and I was shocked beyond words.

The only place that can keep calm is probably Fan Xian, after all, he has seen Jin Mao and the Three Gorges Dam in his previous life, and he knows that the temple in front of him must be a miracle in the eyes of people in this world, but in his opinion, it is just a relatively beautiful building.

Once the sea was difficult to water, except that Wushan was not a cloud, Fan Xian couldn't explain this sentence to Zhuang Mohan and everyone back then. But at the moment in front of the temple. Fan Xian found a new explanation, that is, vision and experience determine the height of a person, because he has experienced it, it is difficult to be shocked.

Fan Xian is not better than Haitang and Wang Shisanlang, but because he experienced a more developed civilization in his previous life, his performance at this time is much calmer. Rao was like this, but with the temple in front of him, his mood was still uncontrollable and nervous, and he stared at the gate of the temple in front of him. There was silence for a long time.

In an instant, he lowered his head and looked at the cyan stone steps under his feet, thinking of the bitter lotus master who had been in dilapidation to the extreme decades ago. It was he who slapped the stone steps under his feet with his palms. Crying bitterly, the three of them are already too calm today.

After calming down. Fan Xianhuo raised his head, his pupils shrunk, and stared at the big plaque above the gate of the temple!

As Sean said in the cave back then, because of the age, it is no longer clear what is written on this large plaque, leaving only some broken symbols. In Sean's retelling, these symbols may be the mysterious will of God, but in Fan Xiandi's eyes, these symbols that finally appeared in front of him represented an even more shocking discovery.

Fan Xian looked at the only remaining word on the big plaque, as well as the three runes under the word "don't", one up and then one up and down The two arcs came together, which was the whole content of this rune.

His fingers reached into the cold air, and subconsciously moved with the rune drawing. Since the fifth year of Qingli, he doesn't know how much effort has been put into this character and these three identical symbols, and he has also asked Uncle Wuzhu and Sigu Jian for advice, but after all, there is too little information, and he has found nothing.

And today, this word and these runes finally appeared in front of him, so that he is not in a mood now?

Fan Xian noticed the location of the mutilated place on the plaque and the position of the three symbols, and a bright light swept through his mind like lightning, making his whole person froze, while his legs seemed to be uncontrollable, and he walked towards the gate of the temple in a daze.

Haitang and Wang Shisanlang finally woke up from the shock of seeing the true face of the temple, and immediately discovered Fan Xian's abnormality, followed nervously, and walked towards the gate of the temple.

Fan Xian's eyes were still locked on the big plaque, his mouth was full of words, and the speed of his speech became faster and faster, and he couldn't tell that it was a patient at all, and two excited blushes appeared on his face.

"What kind of celestial talisman! What else could this be a letter?" Fan Xian's tired eyes had been completely replaced by the brightness of complicated emotions, he gritted his teeth, coughed a little stupidly, looked at the big plaque, and finally understood what the temple was.

At this moment, he finally knew that the inference he had not told anyone was correct, those tracks in the snow-capped mountains were not used to transport these bluestone-colored steps to the heavenly dome outside the mountain, but to transport the entire huge temple to the heavenly dome!

The temple also needs energy, it needs sunlight, so he will appear in front of the world after the polar night, and it is precisely this that makes Fan Xian confirm that the temple is not a miracle, but just a building whose exact purpose is not known at this time.

What's more, he finally determined that the ground under his feet was still the blue planet! the same one he had sadly mentioned to Dabao under the endless starry sky...... Earth!

Fan Xian's lips were pale, and he trembled and said to himself: "This is the earth, so what is this temple? Three things, one thing...... I didn't have such a big museum back then......"

Endless emotions rushed into his mind, making him a little embarrassed, his cheeks were crimson, his lips were pale, and his eyes were a little confused, yes, the temple was just a very old, old museum, and the word Sean remembered was not a sickle and axe, and those three were not celestial runes, nor were they Russian spaceship marks, but just the most common letters in an English word!

Yes, there is a character clearly arranged on the temple plaque, and the English three below are the mutilations of that word, the temple...... It's a museum!

Fan Xian stood in front of the gate of the temple and looked up at the big plaque, a little unable to believe his eyes.

If the world is the earth, when was this museum, which is obviously tens of thousands of years old, built, where are the people who built it? Why does there exist in the world? Why does this museum become what people call a temple?

Thinking of the vague legends in human history, those celestial veins, those temple messengers, and those feats and boxes that were stolen out of the temple by his mother Ye Qingmei, Fan Xian's body trembled uncontrollably, he felt as if he had found the biggest secret truth in this world, but he found that there were still too many unclear and incomprehensible questions.

Fan Xian coughed violently, just in front of the dark gate of the temple, in front of the door that looked like a book of history, he leaned down, and an angry and helpless voice sounded from his chest: "What kind of museum is this!"

"This is a military museum. ”

A voice without any emotion sounded from the door of the temple, as if it just wanted to answer Fan Xian's question, which was full of frustration and panic. It's still a military museum.,When Xiao Yezi crossed,,It's impossible to bring that box.,That box has always been in the temple.,It's just that she stole it out.,I've been saying.,Cute little Yezi was originally a thief.。

When Comrade Fan Han was in the chapters of the Temple of Eternal Night, he once posted a book review, speculating that the temple might be something, and those symbols were the sickles and axes of Soviet Russia, and many book friends had inferred that they were all very strong, but from the very beginning of this book, I set the temple to this, because of personal preference.

I like interesting things, but it's also a reason to be obsessed with stories. This world, in this story, everything else needs a reason except for the fact that there is no need for a reason for crossing. Writing about cause and effect is my love. That's all the secrets in the temple revealed? No, how do you explain the secrets that made the great master?

You must know that once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a temple in the mountain, and there must have been a person in the temple...... In the next chapter, I will slowly tell you about the origin and story of the temple, and there are many, many more, and I will have to write slowly.

I've never tried to work during the Chinese New Year, this year is the first time, and I found that it really wasn't a human thing, so I took a leave of absence, and now is the most critical end of the celebration of more than one year, so I will definitely write slowly, I don't want to squeeze time to write in order to ensure updates, that would be the worst.

It will still be broken in the next few days, and I think everyone is used to the laziness of the old cat, so I won't say much about sorry, I will seriously tie the tail well, not to disappoint everyone, and bow deeply to step down.

Writing about the temple, it's like writing about Dadong Mountain, I have a strong sense of satisfaction, I hope everyone can feel the same way, I wish everyone a happy Spring Festival, well, or drink less, I haven't drunk much this year, but the stomach is still broken, sigh. ）