Xue Tianqing's words made the people present stunned, and finally Zhu Rui spoke first: "This is the Buddha's relics, yes, if it weren't for these ten relics, there would be no later Jialan Kingdom." However, it is a pity that when the Jialan Kingdom was destroyed, the ancestors only found nine relics, and the other one did not know where it was lost. ”

Xue Tianqing smiled: "Your Majesty is so sure? ”

"Of course, it is said that the ten relics combined into one will have the power to destroy the heavens and the earth, otherwise why would the Jialan Kingdom have existed for nearly a thousand years! The elder also saw it just now, nine relics will make this person so difficult, if ten relics are collected, I am afraid that it will be difficult for the elders to subdue this person. ”

Xue Tianqing looked at Zhu Xiang with a smile: "Since the relics are so powerful, why was the country destroyed by Che Chi Guo in the first place?" ”

Zhu Xiang shook his head: "I don't know much about this matter, because there is no record of how Che Chi destroyed the Jialan Kingdom in the palace. ”

Xue Tianqing was stunned: "What does Your Majesty mean?" ”

Zhu Xiang smiled bitterly: "It's just that Che Chiguo doesn't have any historical records of how to destroy the Jialan Kingdom, and the only thing that has it is folklore." ”

"Tell me about it."

"Legend has it that a hero stole nine relics before Che Chi Guo raised his army, so that Jialan Guo had no protector to rely on, and then Che Chi destroyed the country. But this is just a legend, no one knows whether it is true or not, the only thing I know is that the nine relics were indeed treasured in the palace of King Chechi for a long time. ”

Xue Tianqing pondered for a while: "Where is the ancient capital of Jialan Kingdom?" ”

"From here to the south, the city of ten thousand Buddhas."

The City of Ten Thousand Buddhas, as the capital of the Jialan Kingdom, once had no less than 50,000 monks living here.

Time has passed, and today's Ten Thousand Buddha City has long since lost the scene of the past.

Although there are still many people in the city, the number of monks is less than 2,000, and this is still the number of the previous two days.

Now, there were no monks left in the city, because the imperial army had just escorted them all to the royal capital.

Standing in the air, Xue Tianqing carefully looked at the city under his feet. After a long time, my eyes fell on a large, but unusually dilapidated temple.

This used to be the Jialan Palace, which has been abandoned for more than 200 years, and it is said that when Jialan destroyed the country, there was a river of blood here.

When the snow falls in front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, which is the council hall, a sense of vicissitudes comes to his face, as if telling him about his past glory.

Looking at the almost unrecognizable plaque, Xue Tianqing's brows furrowed again: what kind of existence would a country composed entirely of monks be?

If it was created by a disciple before becoming a Buddha? It's funny to think about it, how many years has it been since you became a Buddha? If there had been disciples before becoming a Buddha, they would have died a long time ago.

Not to mention the disciples before becoming Buddhas, even his current disciples don't know how long they have been alive.

No, one of them has gone through no more reincarnation, and now he is being kept westward by himself.

Thinking of this, Xue Tianqing raised his legs and prepared to enter the hall. But before he could take a step, more than a dozen people suddenly rushed out of it: "Boy, this place is the home of grandfathers, I want to stay and find another place!" ”

Seeing these people in rags and with vegetables on their faces, Xue Tianqing couldn't help but smile, and then took out a piece of silver and threw it over: "I'm not here to stay, but I've heard the reputation of Ten Thousand Buddha City for a long time, and I'm passing by today to pay respects." Let's go buy some food and drink first, and buy a few sets of clothes and bedding for the winter, otherwise this winter will not be easy. ”

The other party didn't expect Xue Tianqing to be so generous, and the person at the head was stunned for a long time after catching the silver, and then said: "This elder, now Che Chiguo is arresting monks everywhere. Although you are a practitioner, you are also a monk, so you are not afraid that they will arrest you if you appear so openly? ”

"It's just a misunderstanding, and in less than two days, those masters will be sent back safely."

"Then what is the matter with the elder?"

"As I just said, I'm a wanderer, and I heard that the City of Ten Thousand Buddhas was once magnificent, so I came to take a look."

The other party laughed loudly when he heard this: "That was more than two hundred years ago, and today's Ten Thousand Buddhas are just a name." The temples in the city have almost been demolished, what is there to see? ”

Xue Tianqing smiled: "Although it is dilapidated, it is also the former national capital, and it is definitely worth seeing." Rest assured, I am just watching and will never disturb your daily life. ”

After hearing this, the other party laughed again, let Xue Tianqing take a slow look, and then rushed out of the temple gate and headed towards the street.

Seeing that there was no one else in the temple, Xue Tianqing came to the back of a large hall, which once enshrined the spiritual seats of the kings of the Jialan Kingdom.

But now not only is the roof open, but the temple gate is nowhere to be seen, and even the gable on the west side has a big hole.

Looking at the empty hall, Xue Tianqing sighed softly: How much glory is buried!

Then he looked around, then walked to the northwest corner of the main hall in a few steps, and disappeared in a flash.

In the next moment, Xue Tianqing had appeared in the underground cave more than ten zhang deep.

The size of the cave is surprising, not to mention the number of passages that do not know where it leads, but the main cave where Xue Tianqing is located, the radius is not a mile.

Although it is naturally formed, there are traces of artificial polishing in many places in the cave.

I don't know how many years the cave has existed, but the stalactites hanging from the roof alone are more than three feet long, and the ticking sound is incessant.

Xue Tianqing's location was on the south side of the cave, with a large hole overhead, and a spiraling staircase on the side, which was a passage for people on the ground to descend.

Although it was deep underground, the cave was not pitch black, because there were flashes of phosphorescent light everywhere.

Xue Tianqing steadied his mind, then opened his vain eyes and walked north.

After walking a few dozen feet, he stopped, because compared to the clutter in the south, the northern part of the cave was extremely neatly repaired, and even the stalactites that could be seen everywhere on the south side had been cleaned up.

Directly north, close to the stone wall of the cave, there is a high platform, because it is a little far away, the snow is clear and you can't see what is placed on the platform.

When he got closer, he found that the high platform was about two feet high, and there was a staircase on each side of the high platform for people to go up and down.

Xue Tianqing was too lazy to take the stairs, and only jumped lightly to the stage.

The countertop was a bit cluttered, and in addition to the scattered weapons, there were many stones of different sizes scattered everywhere.

Xue Tianqing took two steps forward and picked up a long knife that was so rusty that it couldn't be rusted anymore and put it in front of his eyes for a while, and finally shook his hand, and the long knife broke in response.

Throwing half of the long knife on the ground, Xue Tianqing looked at the high platform again, and his heart suddenly moved.

I saw that as soon as he waved his hand, all the scattered weapons were swept under the stage, leaving only those stones of different sizes.

Looking at the seemingly messy, but somewhat regular stones, Xue Tianqing nodded: This is a magic circle, a magic circle that he has never seen before.

Although the magic circle is broken, Xue Tianqing can be sure that it does not belong to the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism, is there a third sect in this world?

Thinking of this, Xue Tianqing walked to the nearest stone and kicked it lightly with his foot, but the stone did not move at all, and it turned out that the stone was directly embedded in the high platform.

When he walked around the high platform, he found that the stones that were fixed belonged to a small number, and that many more stones were placed at random. Maybe when all the stones are placed correctly, the circle here can be activated. As for the correct placement of the circle, it is estimated that no one knows.

After stopping for a long time, Xue Tianqing suddenly poked out his divine sense that had not been used for a long time, and his perception instantly swept through the entire crypt.

Suddenly, his heart moved, and then his figure appeared in the depths of the passage in the southwest corner of the cave.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Xue Tianqing was confused: what kind of world is this, why is there all the mess?

Deep in the passage is a temple-like house, almost empty except for a statue sitting cross-legged on a shrine.

It's just that this statue is an eye-opener for Xue Tianqing, because it looks like an angel in the Western world, especially the two wings on its back.

But soon he understood that this was not an angel from the West, but a former demon clan.

When the two lich clans ruled the world, the Terrans were still just their slaves, and who knows what sect prevailed at that time.

Thinking of this, Xue Tianqing's doubts about the magic circle also disappeared, it should be the magic circle created by the demon clan.

Returning to the cave, Xue Tianqing looked up before coming to the high platform, and his heart moved again: the front of the high platform was densely engraved with words.

These characters are very different from the almost common scripts in the world today, and seem to be closer to hieroglyphs, but Xue Tianqing knows almost nothing about it, so he doesn't know what is written at all.

The entrance to the crypt was located under the main hall dedicated to the ancestors of the Jialan Kingdom, and they must have known of its existence.

Xue Tianqing wanted to know what Jialan Kingdom had to do with this crypt, but more than a thousand years had passed, and this question would probably never be answered.

After walking a few times in front of the high platform, Xue Tianqing finally waved his hand, stretched out all the words on it, and then walked towards several other passages.

The first few passages were empty and nothing else.

It was only when he had just walked into the last passage in the northwest of the crypt that he faintly felt as if there was a mana fluctuation in front of him, and this fluctuation had not been detected by the divine sense.

The further you go in, the more pronounced the volatility becomes, and by the halfway point, the volatility has spread throughout the channel.

When he came to the innermost part of the passage and looked at the black rocks in front of him, Xue Tianqing wondered: at the end of other passages, or rooms, or artificially dug caves, why is this a bad ending?

Xue Tianqing wanted to leave, but before he could turn around, he felt that the King Kong in his arms shook violently, so he stopped again.

Looking at the rock in front of him, Xue Tianqing frowned, and then he put his right hand on it to feel it carefully, but he still didn't find anything abnormal.

In fact, not to mention the abnormality, even the mana fluctuation just now can hardly be felt here.

After a moment of contemplation, Xue Tianqing walked straight forward, ready to go straight into the rocks to find out.

But he didn't want to hit his head on the stone the next moment and hit him dizzy.