The environment in the city is much better than in the countryside. Especially after entering the inner city, the ground turns into flat gravel and stone bricks. Most of the people coming and going are well-dressed people. The atmosphere of life becomes strong and quiet, not much like the outside city. the difference.
Luo Guan watched a carriage pass by. There were several young ladies in the large carriage. They were laughing and playing because the weather had turned cold. They were now wearing fine fur cloaks, and their complexions were as rosy as the peach blossoms blooming in early spring. .
He just stood on the side of the road and watched from a distance. Either he was dressed in an extraordinary way or his temperament was outstanding. He was still spotted by the young ladies on the carriage. They laughed a few times and boldly looked at him a few times. Their expressions were either surprised or showing admiration. One of them was brave enough to invite him directly, "Young Master, are you going to Wen Palace today to attend the winter party? If you are interested, come with us!"
Pedestrians passing by on the road looked at this scene, either with slight envy or with a smile. Now that the world is more open, such things are not too much. Of course, it was just a greeting, and no one thought he would really follow him. After all, those who could enter the Wen Palace to participate in the winter party were the children of the city's big shots, and not ordinary people could sneak in.
"Wen Gong?" Luo Guan chewed the name, looked at the carriage and walked away, and followed it directly. This scene was beyond the expectations of many people. After being slightly surprised, they looked at his back and laughed and shook their heads. They were also whimsical. Do you really think that a good skin can be used as a stepping stone to a career? This world is not peaceful, and force is the key after all.
On the carriage, several noble ladies started to eat some snacks after laughing for a while. Although there would be desserts when the downstream meeting started, it was not convenient to eat at that time, so as not to be rude in front of everyone.
"The young master just now looked really handsome. He looked tall and straight, and he looked like he had martial arts skills?" Gyangzi took a sip of water to avoid smearing his makeup, and spoke softly to a few of his close friends, seeming to be concerned.
Several people across from him burst out laughing, "Look, Miss Jiang is in love with her. She can't forget the good-looking young man when she sees him."
Another person said: "Uncle Jiang is the city's garrison and is in charge of one-third of the city's guards. You, Miss Jiang, only need to give an order, and tonight the young master will be cleaned and sent to your bed, where we can grow up." Miss, you can do whatever you want, right?"
"Jianzi, if you're sorry, I'll tell Uncle Jiang. He has long wanted to find you a husband, and he will definitely agree."
Gyang Zi blushed in embarrassment and gritted his teeth, "Hmph! Okay, you guys go and tell me, don't I, Gyang Zi, dare to sleep with a man? I will bring them over tomorrow and serve you water and tea."
Suddenly, one of the ladies exclaimed, "Look behind you, is that young man walking by the bookstore over there just now?"
Several people hurriedly looked back, and sure enough they saw a figure following the carriage. It was indeed the man just now.
"Pfft--" A noble lady chuckled, "Gyantse, you must have shouted too loudly just now, and people heard it and went to their heart. He is chasing you. Why don't you stop the car to pick him up? Don't wait. It’s tomorrow, why don’t you bring us water and serve tea today?”
Jiangzi's expression suddenly turned pale, and he glanced at the figure, "It's just a person who doesn't know the rules. No matter what he does, just keep on going. When he gets to Wen Palace, someone will send him away."
Several close friends smiled, and no one mentioned this again. How valuable their status was, but they were just chatting and laughing. Do they really care about a boy with a good skin? In the future, after marriage, I may raise one or two to relieve my boredom, but if I dare to approach them now, I will be desperate.
Soon Wen Palace arrived. The blue gatehouse was quite exquisitely built, giving people a sense of elegance. There were city guards here to maintain order and were responsible for screening people entering the venue. After all, the winter tour sounded good, but It is a place where adults and children in Qingyuan City interact with each other. Unstable factors must be eliminated in advance, and then uninvited people should be sent away.
The carriage stopped, and several noble ladies arranged their makeup and appearance, and walked down one after another. After a group of city guards bowed and saluted, they were respectfully invited in.
Jiangzi glanced back again. The boy who had been following the carriage just now had disappeared. The corners of her mouth could not help but curl up into a disdainful sneer. Sure enough, he is a person with nothing to lose, or he knows that today Wen Gong
The lieutenant general held a winter party and deliberately waited for the opportunity at the place he must pass. Now he caught up with him and saw that the opportunity was not good, so he ran away.
"Let's go."
She has a higher status among the women. After saying that, she entered the Wen Palace first, and the other women followed behind with low smiles, forgetting the conversation and laughter just now. They were not from the same world at all, or they had only briefly interacted with each other. , it just passed by in a flash.
In the front garden of the Wenlou, when the winter party started, Luo Guan had already passed through many palaces, and after several strict defenses, he came to the core area of the Wenlou. He looked up and saw a wooden building in front of him. It seems to have been standing for many years. Although it has been carefully repaired many times, it still gives people a sense of vicissitudes.
"Is this the Secret Code Building?" Luo Guan asked a man in black following him.
This man was tall, with bulging muscles under his clothes. He was as thick as a wall, giving him an extremely brave and fierce look. However, he was sweating profusely and nodded quickly, "Yes, the classical and secret records you want to find." Wait, it’s all in here.”
Luo Guan glanced at the closed door of the wooden building and nodded, "There are actually two blood-changing warriors here. You must not be lying. It seems like this is it."
The man in black's eyes suddenly widened and his face showed shock. He deliberately lured this man here, but he didn't seem to care at all.
Bang——
The wooden door was pushed open, and two more burly figures, at least two meters tall, walked out of the Secret Code Building, staring at Luo Guan with burning eyes, "Who are you? How dare you trespass into the important place of Wen Palace, if you don't If you tell me your identity, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless."
The two people were a man and a woman. It was only a man, but the woman was over two meters tall. Her head looked like a beauty with long flowing hair, but when she looked at her body, she felt that it was extremely strange.
Luo Guan glanced at it, "It turns out that it is a blood exchange that involves swallowing foreign objects, forcibly stimulating the growth of the physical body, increasing the total volume of qi and blood, and then triggering qualitative changes through quantitative changes..." In this extraordinary place, it is hard for them to come up with this. This method is used to forcibly break through the martial arts cultivation level, but this method is very harmful to the human body, and completing the blood exchange will actually shorten the life span.
The expressions of the two people opposite changed drastically. Unexpectedly, the person in front of them revealed the secret of their practice in one breath. A cold light suddenly flashed in their eyes, "Get him!"
Swish——
The two of them jumped forward at a speed that was too fast for ordinary people to notice. After all, a blood exchange was equivalent to practicing Qi refining.
The next moment, "Plop", "Plop", the two of them fell to the ground, their bodies unable to move anymore, their eyes widening with horror.
An hour later, in the secret code building, Luo Guan finished flipping through the last book of records and murmured: "The previous guess was true. This secret realm of Fengshan is indeed the remnant of the real Fengshan, 360 million miles away. , is that all that’s left?”
"But why will a group of humans survive in the end... Well, I can understand why the demon race has lost the foundation of cultivation and degenerated into beasts... Is it just a coincidence that the human race breeds here?"
After all, 360 million miles is such a vast territory, and it is normal for human beings to survive in it.
But the key point is that under the catastrophe caused by the twelve-color sky thunder, it is too late for the demon clan to protect themselves. Who will protect a group of humans? Moreover, this is not the first time that the sealed mountain secret realm has been opened. Why have the demons who have come in for countless years never paid attention to the existence of these human races? Did he not care, or did he get an order? !
Luo Guan now controls half of Fengshan's origins. Being in the real Fengshan, the power of the origins is stimulated to the extreme, and he has a vague intuition. That's why he lingered here, trying to investigate whether there were any other secrets hidden within the closed mountain.
However, the secret records in the Chinese Language Building in the city only have a few traces of the mountain closure, and no clear information was found.
"That's all?" Luo Guan looked up and looked down.
The two warriors who had undergone a blood exchange are now standing respectfully below. After condensing the energy and blood in their bodies, they have returned to normal size. After hearing this, they hurriedly said: "Replying to my lord, they are all here. If you are still not satisfied, just We can go to the capital...that is the headquarters of Tianwenlou, and there may be the information you want."
The two people suppressed by Luo Guan have long understood that the gap between them is as huge as the world, and they dare not hide anything.
"capital?"
Luo Guan stood up and left. Without flying in the air, it would take him about a day to arrive.
Seeing Luo Guan going out, the two of them looked at each other and hurriedly followed, "I'll see you off, sir."
Luo Guan ignored him and just walked towards the outside.
In Wenlou Qianyuan, the one-and-a-half-hour winter party was coming to an end. Gyangze finally got rid of the entanglement from the second son of the general. If the other son's father had the same position as her father and also controlled one-third of the city guards, She had already turned against her.
Even if he is ugly, he has no qualifications to practice martial arts, yet he actually tries to get close to her? What a toad that wants to eat swan meat!
He was leaning on the soft couch and rubbing his eyebrows tiredly when he suddenly saw a group of people pouring out of the atrium area of the Wen Palace. They were all wearing armor and holding weapons. However, they were not city guards, but belonged to the Wen Palace. A line of martial arts troops!
"A big shot is here, right in the literary building!" Otherwise, there would never have been such a movement. Gyangzi hurriedly stood up and looked there.
The other young men and women participating in the winter party also noticed this, and hurriedly silenced their voices, with awe in their eyes.
They are naturally the best among people in Qingyuan City, but compared to the power behind Wen Gong, they are nothing. The big shots in the civil palace are the real superiors, and neither power nor force is beyond their imagination.
"Hiss - it's Wang Tong's tribute! He is a figure who has broken through the shackles of mortals and stepped into the realm of martial arts master. He actually sent me off in person and was very respectful..." The person who spoke was the son of the city lord, who naturally had the best vision, but his face turned pale at this moment. Bai was sweating profusely.
He didn't know the other woman, but she could stand with Wang Tong, so her identity was obvious. But at this time, they are as humble as slaves, respectfully leading the way. How noble will today's big shots be?
At this moment, a figure appeared in front of him, with a straight posture and a black robe, with an indifferent and calm expression. As if aware of the people here, he glanced over and walked away without any pause.
Jiang Zi's eyes widened and she pinched her thighs hard to keep from screaming. As she watched everyone in the Wen Palace crowd around the figure walking away, she had only one thought in her mind, "It's him, it's him!"
For a moment, Jiangzi was in a state of confusion. Thinking of what he had just thought again, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.
I'm afraid she was just being sentimental from the beginning. Fortunately, she didn't offend that adult, otherwise... when she thought of this, her legs softened and she almost fell to the ground.
One day later, the capital city.
Luo Guan was sitting on the Palace Master's throne at the Wen Palace headquarters, quietly flipping through the bamboo slips in his hand. The material of this object was obviously extraordinary. After endless years, there were still threads of light flowing on it endlessly.
"...The demon king collapsed, the sky and the earth were pale, and the catastrophe of twelve divine thunders swept across the earth. A handprint fell, sweeping away a corner of the divine thunder, protecting the blood of our human race."
"It was the human race's high cultivator who took action? But why didn't you save us and leave? Now that the mountain is closed and the spirit is gone, our path of cultivation has been cut off, and we will inevitably die."
"... In the 543rd year of the calendar, I sent my disciples to check that there might be something wrong in the four directions, or in the far north. However, the remnants of the thunderstorm are still there, and even though most of my mana has been lost, I can't pass through, so I have to retreat with hatred."
"In six hundred and seventy-four years, my magic power has dried up, my realm has collapsed, and my life is at an end."
"Master, the north road is blocked. Let the four of us join forces and try again. In the end, we will not be able to spy on the truth. I am the only one who returns alive. I am not willing to accept it!"
"Thirteen hundred years after the catastrophe, Yu Zhangcheng, the last monk in this remnant world, spent his last effort to create foreign objects and refine blood all the way to protect the bloodline of our human race. As I write today, my way is cut off!"
The bamboo slips are not written by one person, nor are they left from the same era. All practitioners will eventually wither and die in this extraordinary place.
Between the lines, there is pain and despair.
"Handprint? Save the human race... stay in the remaining world of the sealed mountain..." Luo Guan murmured, looking towards the north of the earth. Su Qing, Tu Qing and others were also heading in that direction.
"Maybe I should go take a look."
