(PS: There is only one update today, and there are four or five chapters, which is the plot of the demon invasion.) NND, the idea is a little stuck. ）

Qingzhou, located in the southeast of Tianzhou, has a distance of hundreds of millions of miles in the middle.

It is behind Lianzhou and is the second large state in the extreme southeast. Unlike other large states, Qingzhou is famous for its endless bamboo sea. The entire Qingzhou Continent, whether flying in the sky or walking in some relatively high places, can be seen full of emerald green at a glance.

The endless sea of bamboo, which never withers all year round, does not know how many years it has grown, and the emerald green color of the continent has never changed. This is also the origin of the word "green" in the name of Qingzhou.

The mountain breeze blows, the bamboo shadow is swaying, and the emerald green ancient bamboo is like a beautiful girl, swinging gracefully under the mountain wind. Anyone who comes here and sees this beauty for the first time will be shocked.

Humanistic atmosphere, this is the second impression that Qingzhou Zhuhai gives to others. Walking between the bamboo sea, listening to the "rustling" sound when the mountain wind blows, and experiencing the meaning of bamboo itself, you can feel a very strong reading atmosphere.

Therefore, Qingzhou also has the most readers. It's just that the readers in Qingzhou are just simply reading, holding a book in their hands, walking on the path of the bamboo sea, shaking their heads and reading the scriptures, and they can also look at the bamboo leaves falling in their eyes, like rain, this artistic conception can cultivate the mind.

Of course, this is just that the scholars in Qingzhou themselves think that it has the effect of cultivating feelings. The real way of cultivating Confucianism is still in Zhongzhou, under the rule of Tiangong Academy.

However, there are also a few Confucian sects in Qingzhou, but they are all for the purpose of self-cultivation, and do not participate in the battle in the immortal road, plus the geographical location of Qingzhou is close to the southeast, except for the bamboo sea, there are no famous mountains and rivers, so there are few cultivators here.

Today, however, someone came.

A bright light flashed in the sky above the bamboo sea, and after an instant, a figure appeared in the depths of the bamboo sea. This figure came abruptly, and there was no obvious sound all the way, so several Confucian cultivators above Qingzhou didn't know that such a person was coming.

"Terran saints, there are only so many of them. Each of them is the precious wealth of the human race, astronomy and geography, and the civilization of the human race, which is the wealth left by these saints to future generations. No one could have imagined that the tomb of a generation of saints Zhou Gong would be hidden in the bamboo sea of Qingzhou. The person who came was wearing a gray robe, his white hair floating behind his head at will, and a faint smell of dust rippled on his body, and he looked like a fairy at a glance.

He walked easily and freely between the bamboo sea, as if he was aimless, but he had an obvious direction, that is, he kept walking, kept walking, and walked all the way into the deepest part of the bamboo sea.

"Zhou Gong's dream of butterflies, that is, people are in butterfly dreams or butterflies in people's dreams, this is an eternal mystery that Zhou Gong gave to future generations. Okay, you uncle, I didn't expect that after tens of millions of years, I, the father of the Great Zhou, would come to your tomb to pick up things. Come to think of it, you've done what I told you at that time, so you can't blame me now. Yang Xiaoyao said softly to himself with a faint smile on his face.

If someone heard him right now, they would be horrified.

Zhou Gong, the full name is Zhou Gongdan, formerly known as Ji Dan, is the fourth character of King Wen of Zhou, the Holy Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty in the ancient years. Zhou Gong is a real great sage, but the founder of Confucianism has been inherited through the ages, and even the Confucian great sage Confucius sage has to be honored as a teacher of Zhou Gong.

And the most famous of Zhou Gong in the immortal road is probably the sage doctrine "Zhou Gong's Dream Interpretation". But the biggest reason for future generations to consecrate the Duke of Zhou is a beautiful story through the ages, the Great Zhou Dynasty, King Wen laid the foundation, King Wu Dingding, and Princess Zhou Zheng. Zhou Gong was the first sage to formulate the system of ritual and music hierarchical rules, and later the Confucian great sage wrote the "Shangshu", "Analects" and other human sacred texts, and his merits were immeasurable.

Compared with the admiration of other cultivators for the Duke of Zhou, Confucianism has made the Duke of Zhou and Confucius the great sects of Confucianism. The tablet of the Duke of Zhou entered the main Temple of Literature, and every sacrifice was mainly based on the Duke of Zhou, and the sages such as Confucius were accompanied. In a word, the status of Zhou Gong in Confucianism is incomparably lofty.

Yang Xiaoyao has already recovered the memories of his previous life, so he is naturally extremely familiar with Zhou Gong. And the reason why he came here this time is because thousands of years ago, when his previous life Jiang Shang was approaching, he had handed over a thing to Duke Zhou for safekeeping, and left a posthumous message, asking Duke Zhou to put this thing with his tomb and retrieve it after he was reincarnated.

In the memory of Yang Xiaoyao's previous life, the tomb of Zhou Gong is in this bamboo sea in Qingzhou.

Yang Xiaoyao walked deeper and deeper in the bamboo sea, and after walking for two hours, he appeared in a purple bamboo forest. The endless bamboo sea in Qingzhou is emerald green, but there is a purple bamboo forest here, if it is a local person in Qingzhou, it will be shocked. Because this purple bamboo forest has never appeared in the sea of bamboo, it has never been discovered.

The purple bamboo forest is not large, only five or six acres in a square area, and each one is extremely unique. On the bamboo stem, there is the imprint of words, which are all ancient characters from thousands of years ago, and they are hieroglyphs. These words include birds, fish, flowers and grass, and they are vivid when you look closely, as if they are all alive.

Under the purple bamboo forest, there was not a single bamboo leaf to be seen, only in the middle, a lonely tombstone appeared. The tombstone is about six feet tall (the scale used in the book is calculated according to the principle that one foot is equal to 2.5 decimeters, and one inch is 2.5 centimeters.) ), like stone not stone, like wood not gold, at a glance can not see what material is made.

There are mysterious patterns on the entire tombstone, but there are only three words, three hieroglyphs composed entirely of flowers, birds, fish and insects "Zhou Cemetery". And on these three words, there is a faint, almost ethereal and sacred aura. The three words "Zhou Cemetery" are completely composed of road marks, not artificially carved up, but automatically generated by heaven and earth after Zhou Gong's body entered the tomb.

Zhou Gong, a saint of the human race, has made great contributions to the spread of human civilization. After his death, he was naturally blessed by heaven and earth, and this purple bamboo forest was born by heaven and earth to guard the Zhou cemetery.

"Shudan, excuse me. Yang Xiaoyao stood in front of the tombstone, bowed deeply to the tombstone, and said softly. Then, Yang Xiaoyao stretched out a finger, and his fingertips lightly touched the tombstone with a dreamlike sky-blue light.

"Boom!"

In an instant, a thunderclap suddenly sounded in the empty sky without seeing a white cloud, and a gust of wind was set off above the bamboo sea in Qingzhou, and hundreds of millions of ancient bamboos swayed under this gust of wind, and for a time the sound of "rustling" filled the sky over the entire Qingzhou, which immediately moved countless people's expressions.

After the thunder, the tombstone flashed with an incomparably charming sky blue treasure light, and in the light, thousands of colorful butterflies danced around the tombstone. One moment these butterflies form a text, and the next they become some kind of pattern. After lasting for ten breaths, the space above the tombstone suddenly shook, and an obvious crack appeared in the center of the shock. Immediately after, a light gate appeared in Yang Xiaoyao's eyes.

The Zhou Cemetery is hidden in the space of the tombstone. The entire Immortal Dao, including Chixian Shenzhou, except for Yang Xiaoyao can be opened, I am afraid that only the descendants of Zhou Gong can open it.

Yang Xiaoyao had apologies in his eyes, and finally stepped forward, step by step in front of the light gate in the void, without the slightest hesitation, and walked directly into the light gate. The moment he stepped into the light gate, the dancing butterflies immediately rushed up and drilled into the light gate together, and after the last colorful butterfly entered, the light gate gradually dimmed, and finally disappeared.

Yang Xiaoyao waved away the colorful butterflies around him, the apology in his eyes disappeared, and his expression was solemn.

What appeared in front of him was a colorful path of light, and beneath the path of light was a void, as if it was a path framed in the starry sky. At the end of the road, there is an exquisite white palace. The white palace is the place where Zhou An's rest, no one has come in for thousands of years, and Yang Xiaoyao is the first.

Yang Xiaoyao walked forward on the path of colorful light and walked in front of the white palace. The same moment his footsteps landed on the steps in front of the palace, the closed doors of the palace opened softly. As if he had known that a guest was coming, Zhou Gong was opening the door to welcome him.

Walking into the palace, three hundred and sixty-five night pearls were placed on the top of the palace like stars, illuminating the entire main hall with great light. Everything can be seen clearly as far as the eye can see.

The bronze crane, the entrenched white tiger, and two large pillars with two real primeval dragons entwined on them, but they had already been dead for a long time, and the essence of the whole body had also been lost, leaving only an empty shell.

On both sides there are knee-high tables, bronze wine bottles, and fruit bowls carved out of jade, in which are placed some immortal fruits that cannot be seen in today's immortal path, but they are also lost in essence. There is also a square futon behind the table, which is where the guests sit.

The first moment he walked in, Yang Xiaoyao's eyes seemed to see the picture of Princess Zhou's politics and banquet of the ministers thousands of years ago.

At the end, there is also a table case, a table case carved entirely from jade. There was no fruit plate on it, but a colorful stone plate, in which two things were placed, and they were the two things that Yang Xiaoyao came here to retrieve.

One of the two things was a golden page, and the other was a black wooden whip.

Behind this jade case, it is no longer a futon, but a bronze coffin more than a foot long.

"Shudan, the old man has come to see you. Yang Xiaoyao's gaze shifted from the two objects in the stone plate to the bronze coffin, and he said softly. When he said this, there was a crystal splash of water rolling down in Yang Xiaoyao's eyes.