"I have decided to dive another hundred feet, and after collecting water samples, let's go back and communicate like this!" Mingqiu thought about it, and began to have the idea of giving up halfway.
"Wait!" Yunyue on the boat suddenly said.
"What's wrong? I was so surprised!"
Yunyue stared closely at a picture on the water mirror, "There is something wrong under the water. The detector seems to have seen a... black stone tablet!"
"Are you sure??" Mingqiu felt that at this juncture, it sounded like a joke.
"Sure!" His colleague's reply was very decisive, "Wait a minute, I'll bring the detector closer. There seems to be words engraved on the stone tablet. Although it's badly worn, it looks like... it seems to be seal script. !”
In the device attached to the ear, the other party's voice carried the sound of unstable electricity, which made people feel incredibly dizzy. Seal script was a script that had been used in the Li Dynasty for eight hundred years. Although it showed signs of being in the same line as the regular script that is now commonly used in Junzhou, it was completely abandoned after the fall of the empire.
"There are a few words that look very familiar, the inscription of Dali... taboo... the word... this, this is a tombstone!"
Both of their hearts skipped a beat when they saw a tombstone mentioning the word "Dali". This was simply a signpost leading to the ruins of the Li Dynasty.
"What else is written on it?"
"Wait a minute, I have a seal character converter on my jade slips that I used to make in the construction hall. Let me take a look... Well, the last character I can see clearly is 'Nanming'...'Zhuque'!!"
Why should "Nanming Suzaku" be engraved on the tombstone? Will this be the epitaph of the sacred animal Suzaku? Could that ancient legend be true? !
"Where is the stone tablet?" The monk who just wanted to retreat asked without hesitation.
"Six hundred feet below and to your right, there is an underwater hill, and the stone tablet is inserted diagonally on top!"
Mingqiu took a deep plunge and quickly dived further into the water. The picture in the water mirror shook even more, and the vision became darker and darker. The duration of this process was quite unsettling. Legend has it that there are nine levels in the sky and nine levels in the earth. This kind of isolation from external perception, the absolutely quiet sinking is like falling from the sky. Nine springs fell into the world.
Even though he prides himself on possessing the cultivation level of the God Transformation Stage, Kunlun disciples who came from the Xuanhuang era still have a strong vigilance cultivated day after day. The body protective shield was reinforced by him to the third layer, and the life magic weapon was tightly held in his hand, while his spiritual consciousness Fully open, even if it is blocked by the lake water, his consciousness can still cover the entire Nanming Lake in this layer of water.
However, no matter how deep it sinks, the lake water is still eerily clean, with no trace of living creatures.
"I'm here." There was silence in the water mirror for a long time, and finally there was a sound again. Probably because the other party was too deep, the sound was a little intermittent.
"The specific location of the stone monument has been sensed..." The screen shook again, and soon something different from the monotonous body of water appeared in the beam of light. The line of sight got closer and closer, and finally stopped, and the screen blurred a few times. , successfully focused.
Looking through human eyes, they intuitively felt the hugeness of this stone tablet. It was more like a tall tower than a tablet. The whole body of the tower is pure black. I don’t know what kind of stone it is made of. It has been sunk under the lake for so many years and there is still no sign of collapse or collapse. The words on it are densely engraved. I don’t know which important person’s life was so long. I think of Lang Huan back then. A whole floor of paper books in the library would probably cost less.
"This is more than just an epitaph," Mingqiu stared at the ancient and incomplete words on the stone tablet, and slowly reached out to touch it. Having been immersed in the depths of the cold lake for many years, the stone tablet had a bone-deep coldness that he expected - and maybe that was also The temperature of the lake water. He closed his eyes and began to activate his spiritual power. A magic field quietly unfolded around the stone tablet. The subtle golden light rubbed through the depressions of the words, and a large amount of information gathered along the spiritual consciousness to his spiritual platform.
Even though it is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, some of the characters may not have been completely smoothed by the lake water. What this technique can do is only a small glimpse, not profound, but the degree of restoration of details depends on the strength and accuracy of the monk's spiritual consciousness.
Obviously, this great master in the transformation stage is very accomplished in the field of divine consciousness, and although his scope of research is not as comprehensive as that of his colleagues above him, he happened to have accidentally learned the seal script of Li Dynasty.
"What is recorded here is how Jinglian City crashed from the sky!" The information read out was simply shocking. "The rebels with wings on their backs invaded the city, trying to snatch the meteorite set under the palace. , the imperial guards in the palace rebelled on the battlefield, and the last emperor of the Li Dynasty held the meteorite in his arms and exploded himself with Ning Weirui's madness. Jinglian City and the thirteen acropolis around it disintegrated in that instant, collapsing into countless The fragments fell to the ground like meteors, turning most of Jiuzhou into a sea of fire..."
Just a short paragraph can give people huge confusion. Rebels, wings on their backs...this is actually not the imagination of future generations that is fueled by rumors! This kind of human Junzhou monks who have the characteristics of other animals have only heard about it now. They either exist in Zhuzhou, which is bizarre but separated from Junzhou by a natural chasm, or else they are just like Xuanzhou thousands of years ago. The Canglang tribe is also dead. In the eyes of the people of Junzhou, they are no different from monsters and strange races, but it turns out that the center of Junzhou was also dominated by such a race?
In addition, what exactly is an "outer meteorite"? Is it similar to the meteorite iron that the devil is keen to use to create monsters? Why was the first thing the rebels did when they invaded the imperial capital was to rob it, and why would Joren City collapse once it was destroyed? Could it be that the huge capital city whose construction principles are completely incomprehensible in historical records was able to float into the sky because of it?
"The top priority is to find out who the owner of this tombstone is? Is it really the sacred beast Suzaku? Are there really ruins of the Li Dynasty at the bottom of Nanming Lake?" Yunyue on the lake asked.
"Wait a minute," Mingqiu frowned slightly, "The writing on it was too clean due to the lake water. I can't see clearly the relationship between it and 'Nanming Zhuque', but his name should be It's 'Rong Huan'..."
"Rong Huan?" His colleague asked in surprise, "Isn't that the founding emperor of the Li Dynasty?!"
The Li Dynasty went through five generations of emperors. Why is the history of the country's end and destruction engraved on the tombstone of the founder of the country?
"I don't understand either," the voice in the water mirror was also confused, "Anyway, let's dive down first and take a look."
Yunyue's words "Then be careful" came to his throat, and his pupils suddenly shrank. He shouted the name of his colleague and long-time friend, "Mingqiu!! Get out of the way——"
What the water mirror showed was the image seen by the underwater monks. Since Yunyue could notice it, Mingqiu must have noticed something wrong at the same time. Almost at the same time that he was shouting, the full force of the monks in the late stage of spiritual transformation erupted in the water mirror. The strike flashed with a strong sword light. Then the picture suddenly flashed away, and at the same time all the pictures transmitted by other detectors disappeared. The water mirror turned into an ordinary mirror, and his own panicked face was reflected in it. After half a stick of incense, the agitation under the abyss-like lake reached the surface of the lake. The entire lake seemed to be stirred up by a huge stick.
The change happened in an instant. He remembered that he saw the huge shadow suddenly rising up from the water through the eyes of his colleagues, and he felt extremely frightened.
Even if such a big thing cannot be detected with spiritual consciousness, the water flow caused by the high-speed approach should have been sensed by keen colleagues long ago. But that thing seemed to suddenly appear in the water out of thin air, so that the squeezed water waves rushed up slowly after the image broke into sight.
The clouds and moons rose in the sky, and he looked at the small boat rocking violently up and down in the rough lake water with complicated emotions. The number of classmates who have accompanied him from his ignorant childhood to the current safe and sound days can be counted with just one slap. Even though high-level monks cannot get rid of the mentality of cherishing their lives, but...
He gritted his teeth, drew out his natal sword, and fell toward the center of the lake——
"Okay, are you in a hurry to make dumplings and deliver food?"
In the lake breeze, someone said lightly.
That impressive voice was like wind and snow, and the blood flow in Yunyue's brain seemed to slow down a bit. At the same time, a huge low-pressure storm instantly formed below him. He crashed into it and was blown away like a feather. After going up high in the sky, he fell heavily and landed on the shore quite far away from the lake.
Skin injuries were not a big deal for a monk of his level, but from beginning to end, he was unable to fight back at all.
He raised his head with difficulty, holding on to the sand on the ground, and across the smoky grass, he saw a white-haired man standing under the Changtian Jiang River. The man gently pressed down with his hand, and the boiling lake water in front of him suddenly seemed to be soothed, and quickly calmed down. Then he made a hook with his backhand, and the surface of the lake suddenly curved, and the water surface arched upward for no reason. It seemed to be lifted up into the sky by some terrible force. At the same time, the water level of Nanming Lake began to drop sharply. A mountain of water rose up from the flat lake, and climbed towards the moon at an alarming speed. Its surface reflected the cold moonlight. of glow.
If those so-called water experts from thousands of years ago had seen this scene, I am afraid that it would not have been Montessori's turn to reverse the lake water and be said to be a miracle.
In this world, you never know how powerful those truly powerful people are.
"Jun...Jun..." Yunyue trembled, unable to form a complete sentence in her chaotic mind.
Lian Chao looked back at him with eyes as cold as frost, "You decide what you should say and what you shouldn't say when you go back."
If his spiritual thoughts were still available, he would have many ways to erase the child's memory without any trace, but now, if he had to completely dig out the impression about him, the child would probably have a brain problem.
That's all, hiding in hiding is not his style. Even if he really makes a fuss and exposes it to the world, what's the problem?
A figure was thrown out of the lake and landed wetly next to Yunyue. It was his colleague Mingqiu who had just lost news. Mingqiu's injuries were obviously much more serious than his, but at least his life was safe. So Yunyue was at a loss now. Yunyue didn't know what he was going to say when he went back. He thought about it awkwardly, and finally gritted his teeth and took action... knocking himself unconscious.
——I don’t know anything now, really.
Before he fell into coma, he faintly heard the shrill phoenix cry.
The next moment, it was as if a red sun suddenly jumped out of the lake, and the dazzling light came overwhelmingly.
"Huangkou kid, do you want to drain this lake?" A man's voice rang out angrily in the red sun.
"I haven't seen you for a thousand years, but you still seem to be in good spirits. This junior is very pleased." Lian Chao's voice was still light, and the water and mountains on the lake were getting taller and taller.
"What do you want? First let the two thieves sneak into the lake, and then come and force me to show up when I find them?!"
"I made a gentleman's appointment with you. If I want to see you, I will naturally come alone." Lian Chao glanced at his two unlucky disciples who were lying unconscious on the ground. "As for why they came here, I'm afraid It was the map of the mountains and seas that you left for His Highness that was leaked."
"And tonight, this junior is here to pick up the remaining meteorites as promised."
"You think beautifully!!!"
The brilliance dissipated instantly, and a figure floated in front of the water and the mountain. His flaming red clothes, flaming red hair, even his star eyes and sword eyebrows were flaming red, which made his skin color as white as snow, and his face was extremely gorgeous. He looked like It is a burning fire, and it is far from human characteristics. It’s hard not to be reminded of the legend of Nanming Lake, which was once the burial ground of the sacred beast Suzaku. For Suzaku, the Eight Diagrams is Li, and the Five Elements govern Fire.
"You haven't fulfilled your promise at all," the man stared at Lian Chao. "Fourteen hundred years ago, you promised to follow the custom of Da Li and marry my Huang Er. But how do I feel now? Don’t you have the contract of a divine matchmaker?!”
Fortunately, the only two Kunlun disciples nearby were in a severe coma. Otherwise, if word spread, the whole Junzhou would suffer a collective cardiac arrest.
Did Lian Chao ever promise his marriage? The kings of Shangqing, who do not eat the fireworks of the world, have successive dynasties, and the head of Kunlun, who is pure and stoic in the snow-capped mountains, is already engaged? ! ! !
Lian Chao's expression remained unchanged, "Indeed, but marrying a wife means that the person I want to marry is your daughter, right?"
"if not!"
"That's the problem," Lian Chao said politely, shaking his head with regret, "but you are completely wrong. Your only bloodline is a genuine husband, and he married his wife three hundred years ago. .Young people can’t break up other people’s marriages, right?”
"...?!!!"
"So, under the agreement, you are the at-fault party and any liability that arises is yours alone."
Lian Chao looked unashamed and said, "Your Majesty, Tai Li, Ancestor Yan Emperor, Lord Immortal Lingguang, a cultivator, can you keep your word now?"
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The story of the copywriting is finally here ````The second identity besides the master appears~~~~~~
Lianchao·Jiantong: This old Hapi doesn’t even know whether he is giving birth to a boy or a girl. We can operate in secret.
His Majesty Emperor Yan frowned slightly and realized that things were not that simple: Hey, my son is married, does he have a granddaughter?
Lian Chao:......
This is probably a fable about those who trick others and will always be tricked.
