Chapter 209

At dusk, Qin Song saw that a master of the Dao Ji realm came to the Zhao family, driving a giant flying sword a hundred meters long, he and the little immortal crane flew up, and after greeting him, the flying sword broke through the air, and at an unimaginable speed, it quickly swept over the endless primeval mountain range.

He was shocked in his heart, this is a flying sword, this is a big ship.

Qin Song sat down cross-legged, took out the jade slip of the storage bag, and the mana probed into it, and began to understand everything about the Xuanyuan Temple.

In the primeval mountain range, there is a monstrous river that has been flowing for more than 100,000 years, running through the entire Southern Wilderness, called Weishui. It is rumored that a monk in the Daoji realm can leave the Southern Wasteland Realm as long as he flies along the Weishui water vein for eleven years.

However, the turbid waves of Weishui are monstrous and dangerous, and there are countless powerful monsters hidden in them, and all kinds of strange beasts that have been inherited from ancient times, which are really terrifying, even Daoji monks dare not approach easily.

In the middle reaches of Weishui, it is rumored that there was a god with a human body and a snake tail in ancient times, named Xuanyuan. Because of the merits of this deity, the ancient ancestors built a magnificent temple for him to live in.

It is recorded in the historical records of 1667 in the summer calendar.

Qin Song's eyes flickered, his heart shook, seeing this record, he couldn't help but be a little in a daze: "Xia Li, this world actually uses the Xia calendar, as well as Weishui, these names are so similar to the names of some place names in Kyushu......

He continued to look at the account below.

Weishui is connected to the Yellow Spring in the north, and the sea is connected to the east in the east, which is the first water vein in the southern wilderness, which is dangerous and unpredictable, and the abode of the gods is also!

"Yellow Spring, East China Sea ......," he muttered to himself, feeling an unprecedented shock and shock in his heart, in fact, he had heard some similar place names before, but they were not as strong as the shock he received today.

The Southern Wilderness is too big, even if it is a monk, they don't know the whole picture, only those ancient families have some information.

For the first time, Qin Song saw the distribution of the situation in the entire Southern Wilderness more intuitively, if there was no error in the information in the jade slip given by the Zhao family, then the boundary here was really a bit like the Great Kyushu recorded in the ancient Chinese books!

In ancient times, the land under the rule of Emperor Yan was called Chixian, and the land under the rule of Emperor Yan was called Shenzhou. After the Yellow Emperor defeated the Yan Emperor, it was unified and called Shenzhou Chixian or Chixian Shenzhou.

Chixian and Shenzhou are one of the nine continents in the world, and they are divided into Kyushu, that is, Kyushu China.

Chixian Shenzhou has its own Kyushu, and the order of Yu is Kyushu, and it must not be the number of states. Outside China, such as Chixian Shenzhou, the nine, is the so-called Kyushu.

"Where the hell have I come?" Qin Song put away the jade slip, and looked at the endless primeval mountains below with deep eyes full of horror.

In the primeval mountain range, apes and tigers roared, fierce beasts were rampant, and a flood of desolation came to the face.

"Xuanyuan Temple?" Qin Song muttered to himself, and gradually in his eyes, a big river that spanned the world and turbid waves appeared: "I seem to have walked into a history of the flood in ancient times, is that Weishui?"

"Arrived at the ......" thirteen days later, the voice of Brother Zhaojia Daoji came.

Qin Song opened his eyes and looked down, and sure enough, he saw an incomparably wide river, with turbid waves raging and surging.

In his eyes, on the horizon in the distance, a magnificent building slowly emerged, and the dilapidated earth-colored ancient buildings made him feel a breath of ancient times.

Xuanyuan Temple has been abandoned for I don't know how many years, but the endless ruins still make him feel an unprecedented shock.

Through the ruins, he couldn't imagine what years ago it had been built.

"Senior Zhao, do you know when you saw Xuanyuan Temple, and how many years have it been since now?" Qin Song asked.

"I don't know, I only know that it was built by the ancestors in ancient times, and I don't know if it's suitable for the year, in short, it's more than 100,000 years old. Monk Zhao Jiadaoji replied slowly.

Qin Song knelt on the big sword, stretched out his hand, and wanted to haunt the water of the river below, he thought about the name of the river, for some reason, he felt a cordial feeling in his heart, and seemed to have returned to the home of his dreams.

"Don't be careless, this Weishui is connected to the Yellow Spring, which can pollute the monk's primordial spirit and mana. Monk Zhao Jiadaoji's reminder came.

Qin Song looked at the river that was churning and slowly withdrew his palm.

The greatsword flew rapidly against the surface of the river, approaching the ancient yellow complex at an astonishing speed.

"Qin Song is full of prohibitions here, it is very terrifying, I feel a little scared and gloomy, it seems to be a tomb here, and there is an unimaginable person buried. The little crane had a look of fear on his face.

"A tomb?" Qin Song frowned, this is not a temple of gods, how can it be a tomb in the feeling of the little immortal crane?

"Well, there is a dead person buried in this place, and the breath here makes me creepy, let's not go, okay?" The little crane was really scared, the feathers on her body were trembling, she used to be not afraid of the sky and the earth, and she had the magical power of shuttling and prohibiting, but here she was scared like this, trembling.

"Okay, you stay for a while, I'll go and see for myself, if it doesn't work, we'll go back." Qin Song soothed, reached out and gently stroked the slender neck of the little fairy crane, letting her settle down.

"Don't go, there is a big danger here, and there will even be ......" The little crane's voice trembled, and in the end the little one could hardly hear it.

"What's there?" Qin Song asked, feeling more and more doubts in his heart, could the little immortal crane sense something? He looked back at the Daoji monk of the Zhao family, and found that the person still had a calm face, and did not feel anything abnormal.

"Yes, there are ghosts ......" The little crane leaned over, a pair of eyes close at hand, and said very seriously, and when she said this, it seemed that the feathers on the top of her head stood up.

"Ghost, what kind of ghost are we monks afraid of, can't we just kill them directly when we come?" Qin Song said with a smile, while comforting the little immortal crane, he spread his spirit, and he was carefully sensing, but he didn't sense anything, the surroundings were empty, and there was a dead silence, as if this was a dead Jedi.

"Ghosts are the collection of the resentment of the deceased, but what is buried in this place is not an ordinary living being, and the resentment generated by it turns into a powerful ghost, which is not something we can deal with at all, I am afraid that the Daoji monk will encounter it and die. "The little crane is transmitting the sound, extremely frightened, unwilling to move forward.

"The reason why those powerful ghosts didn't come out was that they were all sealed inside by the powerful prohibition, and if we entered, it would become their food, and there would be no flesh and soul left. ”

Qin Song's brows furrowed more and more, and at this moment, the Daoji monk of the Zhao family suddenly tensed up, and his eyes soared, scanning the earthy yellow ancient buildings below.

"What's wrong with the senior?" Qin Song hurriedly stepped forward to ask, and at the same time looked down.

In his eyes, everything was normal, all he saw was the long and desolate, and the rest was dead silence, deathly silence.

The scorching sun was shining, the wind swept through the yellow sand, and a few gray weeds swayed on the cracked earth, as if they would not live for a few days.

"I felt a yin aura just now, it seems that there is something ghostly, I am afraid that something has happened inside the Xuanyuan Temple......" The Zhao family monk slowly spoke, which made Qin Song surprised, he never expected that the little immortal crane's induction was actually right, there were really ghosts here.

The big sword was flying around the ancient building, not daring to get closer, and the monk of the Zhao family told Qin Song that the prohibition here should not be touched, otherwise even he would be in danger of falling.

Qin Song took a deep breath, slowly retreated, sat down cross-legged again, closed his eyes, and transmitted a voice to the Taixuan Order: "Tianji, I agreed to your proposal, that Pure Yang Tianji Rope can be eaten for you, in exchange for a chance for you to make a move." ”

"Hehe, this is your wise move, I have eaten the Pure Yang Heavenly Chicken Suo, and I can probably reach the level of a medium-grade treasure, even if this Zhao Family Daoji Monk in front of you is here, I can easily suppress it. "The laughter of the heavenly machine is full of sinister flavors.

"That's very good. Qin Song smiled very gloomily, but his heart was settled, even if the Xuanyuan Temple was extremely dangerous, he had to enter it, the grass of life that could restore two hundred years of life, he was determined to get it.

Half a day later, Qin Song saw some figures, and was surprised in his heart, there were actually monks here?

Those people noticed it immediately, raised their heads, and looked in this direction in the sky.

"Fellow Daoists. I saw that the Daoji monk of the Zhao family arched his hand with an indifferent expression.

"Brother Zhao Wu is actually here too, why don't you break a child of the Zhao family and not give up, and you want to fold another young genius?"

"Although the treasures in the Xuanyuan Temple are good, they also need to have means. ”

Several of the older monks also arched their hands with indifferent smiles, which could be regarded as a courtesy.

Qin Song jumped off the big sword and walked forward with the Daoji monk of the Zhao family.

The eyes of the people in front swept over Qin Song's body, and then fell on Zhao Wu's body again.

"These people are all Daoji monks, such terrifying aura fluctuations, even if I condense the Dao seed and step into the realm of refining medicine, I'm afraid I will be easily killed by any of them!" Qin Song's heart was shocked, but his face was silent, his gaze looked behind those Daoji monks.

Behind those people, there were a few teenagers, both men and women, not very old, extremely handsome, with fair skin like beautiful jade, just like a jade carved beauty, not a mortal person at first glance.

Their breaths were all in the late stage of the Medicine Harvesting Realm, and they were only half a step away from the Medicine Refining Realm. But what shocked Qin Song's heart was that the mana fluctuations that naturally emanated from the young men in the induction were not weaker than the true disciples of the Nine Great Immortal Mountains such as He Runian and Jin Junfan.

"What a genius!" Qin Song's heart flashed with shock, it was the first time he had seen such extraordinary teenagers, these teenagers were not very old, the younger ones were about eleven or twelve years old, and the older ones were only fifteen or sixteen.

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