The peach blossom grove ends at the hill, and the river also flows from the opening of a cave in the mountain. The cave seems to have a certain depth, and from the outside, you can faintly see a little light on the opposite side, but it is not very clear.

The people rose to their feet and entered the cave. Through the use of flame lighting, they found that the cave had been dug by hand, and all the edges and corners were smoothed out, so there was no danger in walking up or flying over.

After about five miles, the bright light in front of me became more and more obvious. Through the exit at the other end, everyone's eyes lit up, and a new world-like place appeared in their eyes.

A small city. That's right, it should be described as a small city, not a village. The city should be two or three miles square, the area is not large, and it is very neatly planned. The buildings here are all multi-storey buildings, mainly earth and stone structures, supplemented by wood. The outer city wall is not high, only about half a zhang, and it is not used for defense, but for beauty. The architectural style inside is very familiar to Wan Peng, and it is indeed based on the architectural styles of Lingyun and Lingxiao, which also shows that this place has a close relationship with the two factions.

The town is located in a basin, and beyond the city walls, there are large areas that have been reclaimed into fields and neat ridges, including a number of man-made pools. A small river connects these pools, and as it enters the cave, it passes through the town.

The fields are dominated by crops, but now they seem to be overgrown with weeds, and it seems that no one has taken care of them for a long time. Up close, those crops are also severely degraded, and even if they are still usable, the yields will be pitifully low. On the surface of the field, there is still a thick layer of unharvested crop stumps.

The depression in Wan Peng's heart slowly floated, which showed that these crops should have been taken care of for a long time.

The path in the field still exists, it is a road paved with bluestone about one zhang wide, and everyone goes straight along this road until they reach the gate tower of the small city.

The city gate tower is built about three zhang high, divided into two floors, the first floor is mainly the city gate, and the second floor has a faint house. Directly above the city gate, a smooth surface was made of the stone of the building, on which the word "palace" was written in block letters, and on both sides were decorated with floating clouds.

There was no one to guard, no one to enter or leave, and the whole town was silent except for the occasional beast chirping.

Walking towards the city, cats and dogs walked in pairs, but as soon as they saw people, they immediately ran away. There are also some chickens and ducks who come and go, and they are also very afraid of people.

"We split from here, searched separately, and then gathered at the back gate. If you see someone, gather before you visit. Although Wan Peng said this, but in his intuition, the possibility of meeting people seemed to be non-existent.

This was once a paradise, or it is also a paradise now, but what happened to the descendants of the Cloud Palace was full of killing and blood.

According to the division of labor, Wan Peng searched from morning to evening, and almost every room was carefully checked, and no one was found. There was a thick layer of dust everywhere, but the living devices were placed extremely neatly. When he arrived at the back gate, the others had not yet arrived, which showed that the others were looking more carefully.

But even so, when everyone came back, they were depressed. Wan Peng knew that it was impossible to find someone, so he asked, "What else have you found?"

Xie Ting said, "In the Cloud Palace, in fact, all kinds of living facilities are complete, and I also checked their medical center, although the medicines in it have expired, they are of a very high grade." To the right in the middle, where the service facilities are concentrated, there is a central nave, where there are some jade slips and paper thread-bound books, which we should go and see. Elsewhere, there isn't much value to look at. ”

Yu Guangyao and You Shuiqing also nodded, and their findings were basically the same as Xie Ting. You Shuiqing added, "In the left part of the service facility concentration area, there is an ancestral shrine, in which there are tablets and statues of Zhao Lingyun and Hua Caijing. Also, there is a skeleton there, and it should be obvious that it was the last person to die here. Further west, some of the walls and buildings were destroyed, which coincided with the information provided by Bonghak. ”

"Let's go to the ancestral shrine first. After speaking, Wan Peng asked Shui Qing to lead the way, and several people quickly arrived at the ancestral hall.

The ancestral shrine is not taller than other buildings, on the contrary, it is a two-storey building, and it is shorter than the surrounding buildings. However, in terms of construction methods, it is obvious that in order to reduce repairs for long-term preservation, the materials and craftsmanship are more exquisite.

After entering, the skeleton was on the futon directly opposite the ancestral shrine. Wan Peng first saluted, and then looked up to see the statues of Zhao Lingyun and Hua Caijing. At a glance, Wan Peng couldn't help but be stunned.

This Zhao Lingyun is actually between the eyebrows, and he is somewhat similar to his former master Zhao Zhichuan!

For a while, Wan Peng was a little distracted.

After standing like this for a while, he went to look at Hua Caijing, a dignified and noble makeup, with a calm and demure smile.

Could it be ...... If this is the case, then Zhao Lingyun must have had a wife in the Lingyun faction back then, and after Lian Xiao, he may not be able to bring his wife's room, and finally fall in love with Hua Caijing.

Perhaps this result is not as good as who is right and who is wrong. For a Yuan Infant cultivator, it is unlikely that he will meet his wife without Xuanxiao, unless his wife can also reach this level and come to Lianxiao. In addition, the matter of love was originally consensual.

Of course, this is a bold speculation. It is not excluded that when Zhao Lingyun came here, his wife was dead, and Hua Caijing was in the same situation, so the two loved each other even more.

It's just that on a comprehensive scale, maybe Zhao Lingyun is more likely to have a family. Judging from Hua Caijing's demeanor, it is impossible to be an ordinary cultivator, and it may be in the Lingxiao Sect, and it turns out that he also has a certain status. In this way, if a well-known person falls in love with a married man and elopes, it is natural that the Lingxiao Sect will calculate this account on the Lingyun Sect, and it will be very difficult to accept the Yunxiao Palace, both emotionally and intellectually.

That's all in the past, though. The descendants of other people have also lived for so many years. Wan Peng bowed to the two statues twice, which not only remembered their ancestors, but also paid tribute to their courage to insist on their love in the extremely unsmooth environment.

There wasn't much to see in the ancestral shrine, and after Wan Peng came out, he closed the door intact. After that, he walked into the central nave.

It was clearly a meeting place, and after entering the door was a large hall with a large table and a dozen chairs on the side. Skirting the hall and taking the stairs leads to the second and third floors, which are neatly lined with bookshelves.

The bookshelves use a special method to set up the embalming of books, so even if the books are bound in thread, they are still well preserved. There should be no less than a thousand books on the two-story building, and there are hundreds of jade tablets, which is quite rich for such a small town.

The jade slip is easy to do, and Wan Peng only needs to use the spiritual sense to sweep it, and he can copy all the content into the new large-capacity jade slip in a short time. And those thread-bound books, there is no such way, you can only flip through them one by one to see if there is any valuable content.

"Let's divide the work. Wan Peng roughly divided the bookcase into four parts, "each person is responsible for one part." We need to look for information on these aspects, the origin, development, major events of the Lingyun School, the secrets of Lingyun, the seeds of Lingyun, and the exercises and methods related to Lingyun. All you need to do is find out which books may include these, and I'll make a selection. It may be a long time, but I hope you will do me a favor. ”

The other three nodded one after another, and immediately began to flip through according to Wan Peng's request. Wan Peng himself copied all the jade slips first, because the jade slips were the most likely things left by the cultivators. After that, he also began to flip through the thread-bound books, and every time he turned over one, he put it back in its place in an orderly manner.

However, after flipping through twenty or thirty books, Wan Peng found that these thread-bound books may not have the content he wants. These thread-bound books are obviously collected for people to live in this paradise, and their content is mainly based on various life skills, including planting, medicine, mining, smelting, construction, hunting and other content.

In other words, if another group of people come to this place, they can make their lives better and better by studying these books while making ends meet.

However, Wan Peng will not be careless because of this. In each book, he carefully turned the pages and grouped together those of his kind. After all, this was something left by the Lingyun Ancestor, and he didn't want any of the books to be accidentally damaged.

For three days, everyone was flipping through books. In the end, among these thread-bound books, there are a total of ten books related to the history and major events of the Lingyun Sect, and the content described is basically the same as the collection of books of the Lingyun Sect at that time. And those related to the Lingyun Secret Jane or the Lingyun Relic Seed are actually not mentioned. There are seven Lingyun's exercise recipes, but they are all introductory cultivation recipes.

An obvious conclusion is in front of everyone's eyes, which makes people feel a little lost. Wan Peng sighed, "Perhaps, there really isn't anything here. I've also seen all those jade slips, and the content of these thread-bound books is similar. ”

"Or maybe we're ignoring something. Xie Ting was not as pessimistic as Wan Peng, "Before, wasn't it rumored that there were treasures in the Cloud Palace? The Lingyun Sect tried its best to protect the temple and leave clues, it couldn't be as simple as protecting love. Moreover, at that time, the Lingxiao Sect also partially destroyed the Cloud Heaven Palace, which is a fact. Perhaps, we are going in the wrong direction and we are confusing two things. ”

Wan Peng didn't understand what Xie Ting meant for a while, "Two things mixed together?"