After burying Boss Wu, Zhao Xinming and Zhang Zifan stayed for three days before they went out. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoTongling Valley is a long and narrow valley, high on all sides and low in the middle, and a torrential rain three days ago, a flash flood broke out again in Tongling Valley, and even the road out of the valley was washed out. The two of them spent a day in the valley and stopped at a cliff face when it was dark. The two looked up, and there seemed to be a faint light on the cliff wall, and it was this bright light that attracted the two of them. The two walked up the cliff, but above it was a dense forest, full of vegetation and trees, and the light came from the depths of the dense forest.

The two hesitated for a moment, then continued to walk forward. After walking for a short time, I saw several rows of stone houses hidden in the depths of the dense forest, and most of them had already collapsed after a long time of wind and rain. The two of them looked at it one by one, and there was nothing else in the stone house except for the stone bed and the stone bench. The house was covered with dust and looked to be abandoned for at least a few hundred years. The two of them read it and hurriedly retreated. This place is so weird that there isn't even a living thing except grass and trees!

The two of them were shocked, and when they walked around the stone house, they saw a huge altar standing in front of them, and the light from the altar was coming from it. The altar is round, simple and solemn, with a diameter of no less than 30 zhang, and is made of a kind of black stone. The boulder is engraved with an inscription, which has a long history and is difficult to distinguish. The gaps between the boulders are specially treated to form a mysterious pattern from which the light is emitted. The two walked around and climbed the dilapidated stone steps upward. At the top of the altar is a circular stone platform, which is empty, except for a black stone pillar standing in the center. The two of them took a look at it and were shocked in their hearts, this stone pillar was not mottled, it was actually the same as new!

The two glanced at each other and slowly stepped forward. The diameter of the stone pillar is one zhang, the height is about nine zhang, the weight is more than 100,000 catties, and there are several rows of inscriptions engraved on it, which are still clearly visible after wind and rain. These inscriptions are all ancient characters, and now they are extremely difficult to recognize, only Zhang Zifan read them carefully, and there are words in his mouth, as if he can understand them. Zhao Xinming shook his head, stretched out his hand, only to feel a cool feeling spread quickly throughout his body along the palm of his hand, and couldn't help but shiver.

At this moment, Zhao Xinming suddenly felt a beat in his heart, and the 108 points above and below Zhou's body suddenly suddenly, as if they were all alive, and a stream of heaven and earth aura poured into his body from Baihui acupoint and traveled all over his body. 108 holes, 108 stars, each other, dazzling. Zhao Xinming was overjoyed in his heart, and hurriedly urged the "Sunset Sutra". Unexpectedly, this feeling passed quietly, and when he reacted, Zhao Xinming was still the same, but he was just in a cold sweat!

"Brother Zhao, what's wrong with you?" Zhang Zifan found that something was wrong and hurriedly said.

Zhao Xinming broke out in a cold sweat, and hurriedly urged his internal strength to walk all over his body, vaguely feeling that his internal strength was smoother, and there was no discomfort other than that, so he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's nothing, it's just a little hallucination." ”

Zhang Zifan nodded and said, "Brother Zhao, this altar in front of you is likely to be the legendary 'Heavenly Sacrifice Altar', and it has a history of more than five thousand years. ”

"'Altar of Sacrifice to the Heavens'?" Zhao Xinming was puzzled in his heart, and said, "Brother Zhang, what is the 'Altar of Sacrifice to Heaven'?"

Zhang Zifan said with a smile: "Brother Zhao, according to legend, there are thirty-three floors in the sky, and the legendary immortals live on the top. Legend has it that through the 'Shrine to the Heavens', you can communicate with the immortals, pray for safety, and fulfill your wishes. As far as I know, the Great Zhou Dynasty also secretly built a 'Altar to the Heavens', and it received unexpected benefits. ”

"Benefits?" Zhao Xinming muttered to himself, thinking of the scene just now, he couldn't help but reach out again, but unfortunately this time the stone pillar didn't react, and even the cool feeling was gone. Zhao Xinming sighed, shook his head, looked at the inscriptions on the stone pillar, and said, "Brother Zhang, what are these inscriptions written in?"

Zhang Zifan smiled and said, "Brother Zhao, according to legend, the 'sacrificial vessels' on the 'Altar of Sacrifice to the Heavens' are all divine objects descended from the sky, so they can communicate with the immortals in the sky. The inscriptions are divided into two sections, the first of which describes the origin of the stone pillar. In the year 453 of the Ming calendar, the Hanjiang Gorge descended from the sky, and everyone knew it within a radius of 100 miles. When the emperor heard the news, he ordered someone to investigate it, and built an 'altar' to worship the heavens, so as to seek smooth wind and rain, and peace and security for the country and the people. Therefore, Hanjiang Gorge connects heaven and earth, and has the meaning of channeling, and has been called 'Tongling Gorge' since then. ”

Zhang Zifan paused for a moment and continued: "The second paragraph records the daily sacrificial work, about one sacrifice in ten years, one big sacrifice in a hundred years, and it has not stopped even if the dynasty has changed. The sacrificial process lasted for more than 2,000 years, and it was not until the great changes in Zhongzhou 3,000 years ago that the sacrificial work stopped. The last section records a great sacrifice more than 2,000 years ago, but there is no record of what happened. After that sacrifice, the 'altar of the gods of heaven' was completely abandoned. ”

Zhao Xinming nodded, and lost interest. The two were about to leave, when they suddenly saw the stone pillar flash, and a faint light rose into the sky, straight into the sky. The two of them were startled, and hurriedly took a few steps back, and the bright light flashed, as if nothing had happened as if they had disappeared. The two waited for a moment before they breathed a sigh of relief, but they heard a sigh coming from afar. The voice is old and weak, far away in the sky and close in front of you, as if it has crossed layers of time and space barriers!

The two of them were shocked, and hurriedly ran out, and the old voice sounded again: "Two fellow Daoists, please stay." The two of them dared to stay, and only rushed forward. The stone pillar flashed a glimmer of light again, and the 'Heaven Sacrifice Altar' trembled slightly, and instantly shifted its shape. The two of them looked up, only to find that they had run back again. In this way, Zhao Xinming and Zhang Zifan had no choice but to stop, standing in front of the stone pillar in shock, waiting for the battle.

"Don't be afraid, two Taoist friends, I have seen two Taoist friends in Xia Qingxu Daoist. The old voice sounded again. The two looked up, only to see a twist on the stone pillar, faintly revealing an old man. The old man was about seventy years old, with a childish face and a bit of fairy bones, wearing a cyan robe, looking at the two with a smile.

Zhao Xinming took a deep breath and said, "Under Zhao Xinming, I don't know what the seniors commanded?"

The old man looked at Zhao Xinming for a while, his eyes shrank slightly, and he quickly turned around, and when he saw Zhang Zifan, his eyes lit up, and he said, "This fellow Daoist, I don't know what to call it?"

Zhang Zifan trembled slightly, and hurriedly said: "Under Zhang Zifan, I have seen my predecessors." ”

"Zhang Daoyou, you're welcome. The old man smiled faintly and said, "Daoyou is a person who reads?"

"Exactly, I don't know what the seniors commanded?" Zhang Zifan nodded and said respectfully.

The old man smiled and said: "Zhang Daoyou is polite, there is something to ask for in the future, and I ask Daoyou to be able to fulfill it." ”

Zhang Zifan didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly said: "Although the seniors commanded, they will do their best." ”

The old man was silent for a moment, and then said slowly: "Zhang Daoyou, this matter is a long story. More than 2,000 years ago, some people held a big festival here, and the scale was grand, and it reached the heavens. This person tried in vain to change his life against the sky, the old man was greedy for a while, and helped him, but he didn't expect a wisp of Yuan Shen to be trapped here, and this trap was more than 2,000 years. ”

The two were shocked and said in a trembling voice: "Senior, you are an 'immortal'!" (To be continued.) )