Since the founding of the Tang Dynasty, it has used force to conquer the world and created a prosperous country in troubled times. Although there are occasional wars on the border, and the surrounding countries are also watching with eager eyes, they dare not easily provoke the "tiger" of Tang.
Thirty miles away from Chang'an, the capital of the Tang Dynasty, there is Xuantian Mountain. The mountain is about a hundred feet high and reaches into the sky like a peerless sword. There is a sect on the mountain named Xuantian Sect, who is the leader of Taoism. The founder of Taoism was surnamed Li. According to legend, he ascended to heaven thousands of years ago. The emperor of the Tang Dynasty was also surnamed Li. Taoism was extremely powerful. In order to stabilize the country in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, Taoism was designated as the "state religion" and the founder, Lao Tzu, was respected as the "Tai Shang". "Emperor Xuanyuan", the Taoist classic "Tao Te Ching" was ranked ahead of other classics and became a must-read classic for princes and officials. At this point, the power of Taoism has become stronger and stronger, and its influence in the world has also increased day by day.
At this moment, in an elegant small courtyard in the back mountain of Xuantian Sect, an old man with a Taoist bun on his head, a Taoist robe, and white beard and hair was meditating with his eyes closed. Suddenly, his eyes suddenly opened, and the light contained within them flashed away, showing that this person was very powerful. The old man seemed to feel something. He counted with his fingers, frowned slightly, sighed, and said: "There has been something strange in the forbidden land for thirty years. Will that person's prediction come true?"
After pondering for a while, the old man called a young man in white clothes and said: "Tong'er, hurry up and send the order, and send the sect to go to the Demon Sect ruins in the Tianjue Mountains to check and see if there is anything strange!"
The boy in white responded: "Yes! Ancestor!"
Na Zongzhui is a pretty good young junior of Xuantian Sect. Although his strength is only at the Tongmai realm, which is the level of a second-rate warrior in the world, he is good at "divine movement" and can move eight hundred times a day. Li is particularly good at tracking. The situation is urgent, so he is sent there.
The boy in white found Zong Zhui not long after he left. After conveying the order from his ancestor, Zong Zhui followed the order and left.
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On the other side, after Xiao Linyan entered the valley, the first thing he saw was a square of messy boulders. Looking carefully, these boulders should be stone pillars that originally stood on the square, but were later shattered here due to accidents. As we gradually deepened, in addition to the rubble on the ground, there were also a large number of skeletons on the ground. These skeletons were dressed in different costumes, including tattered priest robes, monk robes, and some black and cyan gowns. Their weapons were also They are all different, they probably died fighting each other, maybe an attack between sects.
After all, Xiao Linyan is only a six-year-old child. Although he is precocious, he can't help but feel excited when he sees the skeletons on the ground. So many people have died in this place. How heavy is the yin energy? There won't be any ghosts, right? When he was a child, he always heard from the old people in the village that places where many people died often gave rise to endless resentment. Nourished by these resentments, those who refused to die would turn into ghosts and seek their lives. Thinking of this, Xiao Linyan couldn't help but feel A chill ran up the back of his neck, and he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.
Just as he was about to retreat, he turned back and glanced at the herd of beasts still guarding the entrance of the valley, gritted his teeth and continued walking deeper into the square. As I walked, I comforted myself: If you don’t do anything bad, don’t be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door!
Unknowingly, Xiao Linyan passed through the Boulder Square. He exhaled heavily and patted his little chest. Fortunately, everything was fine! When I looked up, I saw two huge stone doors, about three feet high, opening and closing in the shape of left and right. They were calm and majestic, completely natural. Perhaps because this place has been abandoned for so many years, weeds have grown around the stone door, and the door is also covered with green moss.
He walked around the stone gate a few times, thinking: Such a big stone gate must weigh at least several thousand kilograms! I'm afraid only the legendary immortals can move such a heavy thing. And with so many people dead here, it's obvious that there are no so-called immortals, so there must be some mechanism that can open this stone door. Where is this agency?
Just as Xiao Linyan was squatting on the ground, puzzled, he accidentally turned his head and saw a pile of sparse weeds on one side of the giant stone gate. A ray of light seemed to come through the grass. That was - a cave entrance?
He happily ran forward and dug through the grass. Sure enough, it was a half-meter-high hole. If he hadn't been squatting on the ground, he wouldn't have discovered it.
"Isn't this a dog hole?" He thought evilly.
In fact, this is a drainage outlet. In order to prevent water from accumulating inside on rainy days, this kind of drainage outlet is very common. However, due to the huge size of the stone door, the corresponding drainage outlet is larger. There is a special drain next to the drainage outlet. Xiao Linyan was just looking at the entrance of the cave and didn't notice the water channel.
"Forget it, a dog's hole is a dog's hole, a man can bend and stretch!" Xiao Linyan stretched out his body, twisted on the ground, and slowly got in, not forgetting to whisper in a low voice, "No one saw it anyway! "
After passing through what he thought was a "dog hole", Xiao Linyan stood up and patted the dust on his body. He looked around and found that behind the giant stone gate was a dilapidated black hall. The hall was made of wood and covered with black paint. There was a A gloomy and solemn atmosphere. Although most of the palaces are dilapidated, with broken beams and columns and collapsed roofs, the past glory of this place can be vaguely imagined from the broken walls and ruins. Looking at its structure and craftsmanship, we can also know that the craftsmen who made these were quite skilled. .
Xiao Linyan looked carefully at the black hall to see if he could find any useful clues, but after looking around, he only found some broken doors and windows, or a few broken wooden pillars. This thing is of good craftsmanship, but Xiao Linyan is not a carpenter, nor is he a Confucian scholar who studies antiquities. He just wants to find a way out now, and he really has no interest in these things. Just when he was about to give up, something suddenly flashed in the southwest corner of the hall. What was that?
He rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasn't being blind or hallucinating because he wanted to go out too much. Taking a closer look again, there was indeed something flickering in the southwest corner.
Xiao Linyan immediately became energetic. He held the short knife borrowed from the thin monkey tightly in his hand, increased his vigilance, and walked slowly towards the southwest corner step by step. At the same time, he secretly started running the skills in his body, ready to use the "phantom step" to run away if anything went wrong.
When he got closer, he found something emitting black light. He looked closely and found that it was a broken black knife. This knife is as black as ink and exudes a strange light. It is different from ordinary machetes and straight-back knives. Its blade is straight and long and narrow. Even after it is broken, it is nearly half a meter long. The handle is long and the broken edge is as smooth as the sea. , as if they were cut off by some magic weapon.
Xiao Linyan carefully observed the area around the broken knife, and after confirming that there was no hidden magic circle, he slowly squatted down and picked up the broken knife. The strange thing was that the weight of the broken knife was not light. Xiao Linyan could lift dozens of kilograms of small objects. The millstone actually feels heavy in my hand. He carefully looked at the broken knife and found that the blade was rusty, probably due to the erosion of time, and sighed: What a pity for such a good knife!
At this moment, a deep voice spoke: "Who woke me up?"
In the empty hall, with no one except the dead skeletons outside, such a voice suddenly came out. Xiao Linyan broke out in a cold sweat and felt that the hairs on his body stood up. He asked in a trembling voice: "Who is talking?"
"it's me!"
Xiao Linyan looked around with a knife in his hand, his lips trembling, and he plucked up the courage to shout: "If you have the guts, don't hide your head and show your tail!"
"I'm right here!"
He wondered why the voice was so close to him. Just as he slowly lowered his head, a cloud of black smoke floated from the strange black sword, and a human face slowly condensed on top of the blade. The man's face forced a smile, bared his teeth and said, "I'm here!"
Xiao Linyan was suddenly frightened and turned pale. He threw the black knife aside, turned around and ran away, shouting: "Oh my God! Damn it!"
