While! While! While!

The grand metal trills continue to sound, lingering in the depths of my mind, driving the vicissitudes of time.

Jiang Ming was sure that this was a material that humans had never seen before, which made him a little unbelievable, what was the origin of this ancient monument?!

This look is an antiquity buried for a long time, with a heavy breath of time, simple with mystery, attractive to people's minds, I really don't know what age it left!

"Who set it up here?"

This is definitely a big deal, looking at the "stone tablet" made of special materials in front of him, Jiang Ming kept thinking.

"Maybe a long time has passed, the years have changed, and the real history has long been buried by time."

Jiang Ming said to himself, there are too many myths buried in a place like Kunlun.

Many scholars in later generations analyzed that most of the characters in those mythological records were like the first ancestors of Yan and Huang, just the leaders of some ancient tribes.

The so-called calling for wind and rain, soaring clouds and fog, is only mythologized by later generations, but is this really the case!?

The special "stone stele" in front of him, coupled with what he had seen and heard a few days ago, made Jiang Ming more and more confused under the huge impact.

The universe is too vast, human beings only inhabit one planet, and it has only gone through thousands of years from Ru Mao's blood drinking to modern civilization, which is too short.

Jiang Ming really wanted to dig up this "stone tablet" and explore the true meaning, but this was destined to be something that could not be completed.

A moment later, while it was still early, Jiang Ming put on his backpack and climbed up again.

Along the way, he walked very carefully, because the mountain was full of cracks, dark and terrifying, and people had to be cautious.

The mountains along the way became steeper and steeper, like the blade of a sword mountain, and the road became more and more difficult to walk, and the road was broken in many places, but he did not give up.

Jiang Ming walked on Kunlun Mountain, felt its majesty, and then thought of many legends about it, his heart was a little strange, looking up at the sky, the giant mountain was connected with the sky, people seemed to be standing in the sea of clouds, the scene was very magnificent.

After climbing more than 1,000 meters again, a loud noise came, and it turned out that a mountain wall fell off from the mountain and collapsed.

Fortunately, it was a relatively open terrain, blocking the rocks, and the place of the incident was separated from him by some distance, otherwise it must have been extremely dangerous.

But soon, Jiang Ming showed a shocked face, like a cheetah, and quickly moved towards the mountain wall that fell off.

"It's... How is this possible! ”

Jiang Ming was a little frightened, and when he stepped on that high ground, his heart suddenly beat violently uncontrollably.

Soon, he came to the place where the incident had happened, which shone brightly in the reflection of the light.

When he got closer, he finally saw clearly, and the part of the mountain that had fallen off was a pile of rocks, revealing a dusty place.

There is a temple there, the door of the temple is closed, the material seems to be similar to the "stone tablet", like gold not gold, like jade not jade, with the mountain slide and show part of it.

The main hall is simple and secluded, flowing with glow, with its back against the stone wall, built there, and most of it is buried by earth and stone.

Its style is unusually ancient, tightly knit, like a whole, as if it was made of metal, and the outside is carved with simple and ancient stripes and patterns, full of grandeur and mystery.

Those tiles are like made of glass, shining like fish scales, row upon row, emitting brilliant light in the sun, looking like a magnificent treasure.

Who built this particular hall? And why was it built on this Kunlun Mountain!

From the perspective of today's people, it is difficult to imagine how the ancients could have built such a behemoth on this majestic mountain with limited technology and wisdom!

And what age does it belong to, and even when it was buried by mountains and rivers, the truth of the giant mountain cracking only emerged!

All this was so shocking that Jiang Ming couldn't calm down for a long time.

This kind of subversive discovery will definitely leave a strong mark in the history of human civilization, but because it has existed for too long, it has not left any ink.

There is no doubt that it is hundreds of times more difficult for the ancients to build such a large hall than to cast a tripod, and those national treasure-level heavy weapons displayed in the museum cannot be compared with it.

If this is discovered by the outside world, it will definitely be regarded as a great vessel beyond the ancient and modern, and it has never seen such a huge artifact in the past, which is too subversive.

Even if he is as calm as Jiang Ming, he has broken his work today, and it is amazing that there are such ancient ruins in the mountains that straddle the western land!

Jiang Ming stood outside the main hall, his hands tried to push the door open, the dust shook off, accompanied by the continuous sound of metal trills, but the door of the hall was still closed.

Jiang Ming stopped here for a long time, and finally went up the mountain again, and after a few hours, he was finally about to reach the top of the mountain.

If it weren't for his excellent physical fitness and agility, it would have been difficult to climb such a huge mountain.

Approaching the top of the mountain, the clouds are steaming, as if you can touch the starry sky with your hand, and try your best to look down, the earth is magnificent, the mountains, the Gobi, and the desert are intertwined, and everything in the world is so small.

Suddenly, Jiang Ming's pupils were erected, and he found that there were scorched black marks nearby, a piece of grass and trees in an area turned into ashes, and cracks continued to crack downward, it seemed that this place had been split by lightning.

A few days ago, the fog was thick and the light was intertwined, and he guessed that it was actually thunder and lightning that rubbed violently against the air, forming various anomalies.

When he got here, it became more and more difficult to reach the top, there was no road ahead, there were rocks everywhere, and Jiang Ming could only climb extremely slowly.

However, when he reached the top of the mountain, his body suddenly stiffened, his pupils constricted, and he felt so shocked for the first time in his life.

Even when he saw the ancient monument and the stone hall, he didn't lose his temper so much!

It's just that the scene on the top of the mountain is too amazing.

"Nine-colored altar!" Jiang Ming exclaimed.

Above the top of the mountain, where the mountain cracked, there was a circular altar!

The altar was colorful, nine zhang long, nine zhang wide, nine zhang high, and the stairs were one after another, some of which were dilapidated and ancient, and it sat quietly on the top of the mountain.

"Nine" is the extreme number, such as nine heavens, nine springs, etc., and the number of nine nine is more unusual and contains profound meaning.

In mythology, the ninety-nine supreme is the human emperor, the same as the emperor of heaven!

The nine-colored altar is boundless, scattered with some vague veins, surrounding it, like a rattan pattern, and like a naturally generated texture, with the charm of the primeval wilderness, very ancient and old.

In the past, I had never heard of such an altar on the top of Kunlun, but now it appeared out of thin air, how could it not be shocking!

The appearance of such an altar is so shocking that it simply subverts all the concepts of the old era!!

Could it be that that night, the loud noises and various visions that came from the Kunlun Mountains were caused by the emergence of this ancient altar from the mountain?

The truth has long been unknown, but the presence of such an altar is enough to cause a storm and alarm all forces.

Although Jiang Ming admired mythology, he never believed it in his heart, and it was just a kind of propaganda of religious culture, representing idealism.

But everything that is happening in front of me is strange and unusual, and it can no longer be explained by common sense.

At this moment, although Jiang Ming's body was extremely tired, he was extremely eager to climb this nine-colored altar.

When he stepped on the steps, his heart was empty, as if all the fatigue in his spirit and body had been swept away.

At the same time, a fresh breeze blew through the top of the mountain, and he smelled a fragrance wafting in, accompanied by the sound of the leaves rustling.

This is the top of the mountain, bare, only a tall nine-colored altar, and there are no traces of flowers and plants growing around.

Jiang Ming raised his head and immediately understood that all the mysteries were on the nine-colored altar.

Sure enough, when Jiang Ming stepped on the edge of the altar, there was a small tree growing in the center of the altar, hazy and radiant!

The small tree, less than a meter high, swaying in the wind and shining brightly, had taken root on the altar, and among the few leaves, a bud the size of a baby's fist was waiting to be released.

Jiang Ming was sure that he was not mistaken, a strange little tree was rooted on the altar, the altar was broken and broken, there was no extra earth and stone on it, even if it was incomplete, it was extraordinary.

This kind of scene is really beyond cognition, and it is somewhat incomprehensible and incomprehensible.

Jiang Ming restrained his mood and walked over quickly, the distance was closer, and he could see more clearly, the strange tree and the altar coexisted!

PS: I hope you can collect it a little bit, thank you!