The elegant and simple study room is very quiet.
"For the human race?"
Feng Jiuxuan's voice was calm, but one could hear his disdain for these words.
Old Man Luo didn't care about this tone and said:
"Yes, the Jiantian Pavilion was founded for the continuation of the human race.
"At least in my generation, the original intention of the Supervisory Sky Pavilion was still retained. Although the internal power struggle was fierce, at least when the catastrophe of the White Walkers came, you can say that the lips were dead and the teeth were cold, but the result was the Supervisory Sky Pavilion. The pavilion has shouldered half of the human race’s sky.”
"certainly,
"Now that their original intention has changed, I don't know. After all, only by surviving and becoming stronger can we explore the original intention, right?"
Speaking of which,
Old Man Luo smiled nonchalantly and continued:
"I think Xu Xiangguo, you should know what it means if the Master of the Supervisory Heaven Pavilion cannot see the future, right?"
Xu Yinhe pondered for a moment:
"I know, I found some ancient books about Jiantian Pavilion in some secret realms when I was young."
The remnant of old man Luo's scholarly appearance showed a gentle and elegant smile:
"In that case, I won't explain too much."
Xu Yinhe's fingertips gently rubbed the cardboard edge of the memorial, and his voice was thick and low:
"So, senior, what you are saying is that my next actions will lead to disaster?"
He knew that what he and Li Yaoxuan were going to do would kill many people.
Many innocent people will be displaced, and countless happy families will fall into disaster.
But disaster.
The so-called disaster means that if you are not careful, all human beings in the world will be devastated.
Old Man Luo raised his hand and touched his chin, denying:
"That's not true. There are many descriptions of disasters within Jiantian Pavilion, but in summary, they are basically conflicts between ethnic groups."
Xu Yinhe suddenly stopped what he was doing, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly solidified:
"Clan war?"
Old Man Luo said calmly:
"Jiantian Pavilion has existed for a long time. The ancient documents and books in Jingshu Pavilion have been broken several times due to disasters. However, the recorded disasters are basically caused by other races trying to take over the Middle Earth in order to survive."
"Alien"
Xu Yinhe narrowed his eyes and clasped the open memorial on the table with his index finger: "Gu Yuan?"
The only threat from the surrounding foreign races is Gu Yuan.
A very simple truth,
The barren land and harsh climate of the desert and barbarian tribes cannot support the rise of a strong ethnic group.
The demon clan in Gu Yuan is different. Not only do they sit in the huge canyon of Gu Yuan, but they also have the Wanxing Mountains stretching for 100,000 miles as their private territory.
It's just that they are not very united internally, and there are constant disputes among various races. If they didn't all have a vision of moving into Middle-earth, it can basically be said to be a small Great Yan Dynasty.
"I don't know about that."
Hearing this question, Old Man Luo was very disappointed: "Actually, disasters are dangerous, but they are also affected by some personal factors."
Xu Yinhe raised his eyes with solemn eyes:
"how do I say this?"
Old Man Luo explained with a smile:
"The disaster caused by the Charming Tree Spirit 20,000 years ago could have swept the world, but due to the Charming Tree Spirit itself, it was ultimately limited to the Qionghua Secret Realm."
"." Xu Yinhe didn't understand, but Feng Jiuxuan beside him suddenly murmured:
"Charming Sakura Tree, Qionghua Secret Realm?"
There was a hint of thoughtfulness in his narrow eyes, and his eyes were a little strange: "So that's how it is."
Xu Yinhe turned to look at Feng Jiuxuan:
"Anything discovered?"
"There are some."
Feng Jiuxuan nodded, his eyes flashing with memories.
The fairy atmosphere in the dome palace is misty.
Two white figures seemed to be in a deserted state among the remaining mountain-protecting formations.
Among the huge palace complex, except for the damage caused by a few juniors and the decay and collapse caused by time, most places still maintain the appearance of thousands of years ago.
Feng Jiuxuan, who was dressed in white robe, and Tianyuan, whose palace skirt was fluttering, walked side by side. Both sides could feel the huge pressure brought by the skills running on her body.
In terms of levels in Cangyuanli, if two people at level 120 were to enter a level 85 dungeon, the biggest threat could only be the other party.
Cooperation does not mean that there is no possibility of action.
Come to the deepest part of the secret realm.
Feng Jiuxuan glanced sideways at the masked woman in a white dress with an indifferent expression:
"It seems that the location your apprentice gave you is not accurate either."
The main hall is empty, there are no bones and corpses, and there are no Sumeru Rings.
Tianyuan did not show much emotion about this, and looked at Feng Jiuxuan:
"That happened 20,000 years ago. How many changes have occurred during this period and how many people came to explore during this period are all unknown."
Feng Jiuxuan’s analysis is concise and clear:
"The Charming Tree Spirit will still be alive until Changtian comes here, and it will not be taken away by outsiders."
"."
Tianyuan said no more, and his golden eyes glowed with a divine light.
Feng Jiuxuan stared at her quietly.
However, Tianyuan seems to be deducing and investigating.
Time for a cup of tea,
Tianyuan's tall figure suddenly rose from the ground. The snow-white skirt around her body moved without any wind, and the tulle lifted up, revealing the hidden stunning face.
Feng Jiuxuan held the sword and looked at her quietly.
The next moment,
"Rumble--"
The entire Qionghua Palace began to shake, and the remaining formations were activated and instantly shattered.
The stable structure of the main hall seemed to be shrouded by some huge force and began to shake, and eventually it was overwhelmed and gradually fell apart.
Magnificent domes, beams, supporting stone pillars, and floors.
Within a few breaths,
The entire impressive Qionghua Hall was dismantled into pieces of building materials and floated into the air.
Two figures in white also flew into the air along with these disintegrated building materials.
Feng Jiuxuan stood on a stone brick, looking down, and his pupils shrank slightly:
"This is."
Below the Qionghua Palace is an abyss as dark as ink.
With Feng Jiuxuan's cultivation level, he could naturally see the scene below through the darkness.
Above the abyss of the abyss are the thick dead roots of the Enchanting Sakura tree, and countless corpses are hung on these tangled roots.
At a glance, it was so densely packed that there was no end to be seen. There were no less than a million objects.
Much of it has weathered.
At the end of the abyss, there are dozens of intact skeletons.
One of the golden skeletons is very conspicuous. It can be vaguely seen that the entire sternum of this golden skeleton has been broken, and the right arm and left leg are missing.
"."
Seeing this scene, Feng Jiuxuan's determination became a little unsettled.
What happened to this place?
"Xu Changtian didn't tell you what happened here?"
Tianyuan's voice came quietly: "Even if he doesn't have a soul, he should still be able to remember some things."
"Master Buluo Pavilion has to worry about my family affairs."
Feng Jiuxuan's eyes returned to indifference, but his hands subconsciously tightened on Qing Yuan.
That little brat, you didn’t tell him such an important thing?
In the past, he felt a little distressed when he saw Chang Ge beating this kid so hard, but now it seems
Very good, really good!
After a moment of silence, the two of them flew down in unison.
Falling into the deepest part of the abyss, the surroundings were pitch black, but it could not block their sight at all.
Feng Jiuxuan held the hilt of his sword and stood there looking around:
"What happened here?"
Tianyuan did not hide this, and walked towards the golden skeleton:
"These people are all controlled by the Charming Tree Spirit, and they use them as nutrients to supply themselves."
Feng Jiuxuan stepped up to follow, frowning and whispering:
"The monsters fed by such a large number of cultivators are trapped here and are being wiped out bit by bit over time?"
Tianyuan walked to the golden skeleton and paused:
"The Charming Sakura Tree is not trapped here. You should know that no matter how elaborate the formation is, it cannot be maintained for 20,000 years without maintenance."
"What do you mean by this?" Feng Jiuxuan frowned.
Tianyuan glanced emotionlessly and took back a Sumeru ring on the golden skeletal knuckle:
"You, a swordsman, don't understand. You can ask your nephew. He and my disciple reenacted what happened to the Charming Tree Spirit in the illusion."
"."
Feng Jiuxuan ignored her words and stared at Tianyuan's actions. He pressed his thumb on the hilt of the sword, revealing a cold light:
"What did you get?"
"The relics of the former Master of Jiantian Pavilion."
Tianyuan turned around, her golden eyes particularly conspicuous in the darkness:
"Xu Yinhe asked you to come here to reinforce the northern border with these Xumijie. There is no point in you and me fighting here. Just take your things and leave."
"."
Looking at each other for a moment, Feng Jiuxuan retracted his thumb.
Upon seeing this, Tianyuan immediately jumped into the sky and disappeared into the black abyss without saying a word.
Listen carefully,
Xu Yinhe, who was sitting behind the desk, glanced at Xu Yuan expressionlessly.
"."Xu Yuan.
"It seems that we have hidden many things from our father for a long time."
"Father, please listen to my explanation."
Xu Yuan coughed lightly: "My memory about the Qionghua Secret Realm is very vague, and I can't say it even if I want to."
When Old Man Luo heard this, he chuckled with unknown meaning:
"Blurred. Tsk."
"."Xu Yuan.
He glanced at the old man flatly.
Old Man Luo chuckled and cupped his hands at Xu Yinhe:
"Xu Xiangguo, you really can't blame Xu Xiaozi for this matter. Without Yantian Soul, he can't remember many things."
"That's all."
Xu Yinhe just knocked without pain, and then said: "What happened 20,000 years ago has passed. The important moment is now, Jiantian Pavilion is born."
"Father, wait a moment." Xu Yuan suddenly raised his hand when he heard this.
The three people present then looked at him.
Xu Yinhe behaved calmly when his speech was interrupted. After all, this is the child's temperament:
"Changtian, what do you want to say?"
Xu Yuan thought about his words and found a chair to sit down on:
"Father, the reason why Jiantian Pavilion is so annoying is that they can deduce the future and let them continue to develop. It is very likely that everyone will have another Supreme Emperor."
"Now that Supervisory Heaven Pavilion was born, it is indeed possible that the catastrophe is approaching. After all, when the catastrophe is approaching, they cannot see the future, and the most annoying abilities are wiped out. The people in the world will not be able to cope with the crisis before they are able to deal with it." To eliminate their motives.”
"But is there a possibility, I mean possibility, that Jiantian Pavilion was forced to be born because he could no longer hide it?"
In Cangyuan, when the world returned to peace at the end of the plot, the Jiantian Pavilion never appeared, and the so-called world catastrophe never appeared.
It means that all the sects in the world are fighting each other.
Jian Tiange was born early, most likely because of the influence of his butterfly.
Xu Yuan finished his words and was silent for a long time.
Xu Yinhe seemed to be considering Xu Yuan's speculation again, and he suddenly raised his hand to block Old Man Luo's five senses.
The shadow of the Confucian scholar standing in the middle of the study disappeared instantly.
"." The remnant soul of the saint.
For a moment, there were only three of them left in the study.
Xu Yinhe looked at Xu Yuan and asked in a low voice:
"Changtian, do you mean that Luo Daofan can't be trusted?"
Xu Yuan shook his head:
"No, father, Luo Daofan is trustworthy. He is a traitor to Jiantian Pavilion. Generally, such traitors beat their own people more harshly than their enemies.
"What I mean is, you don't have to let the talk of impending disaster affect your judgment of the overall situation."
"hehe."
Xu Yinhe chuckled, shook his head and slowly stood up from the chair:
"Chang Tian. As a father, I never believe in fate.
"Since you reminded me last time, Lou Ji's investigation has actually gained some insights. Coupled with what happened to your uncle this time, the existence of Jiantian Pavilion has indeed been hidden for too long. It is very likely that he did choose to be born. I was forced to have no choice.”
"If the Jiantian Pavilion is really for the continuation of the human race, this Great Yan can be replaced by a national master. If it is for himself, then it is just an enemy hiding in the dark that has surfaced. Either way is a good thing for us."
"It's just that the current situation in the world has become more complicated. Just like the person who tricked you into attacking that girl Mu Zhiyun, we still haven't found out whether it was the sect, Jiantian Pavilion, or someone else. "
"."
Hearing this, Xu Yuan lowered his eyes and remained silent.
Up to now, with the birth of Tianyan's Jiantian Pavilion, all his plots have been completely completed.
The Supervisory Sky Pavilion is fully born, and it is very likely that it will take the position of leading the Tianyuan Sword Sect. With such a force, it is no longer certain whether the sects who have taken refuge in the Prime Minister's Mansion will defect in the face of the battle.
What the future holds is completely unpredictable.
Xu Yinhe walked slowly to Xu Yuan's side, raised his hand and patted his shoulder:
"Changtian, hurry up and practice. You won't have much time left. If you need anything, please contact Hua Hong directly."
Saying,
Xu Yinhe said to Feng Jiuxuan, who was leaning against the wall:
"Brother, please pay more attention to Changtian's cultivation."
Feng Jiuxuan didn't give Xu Yinhe any face and snorted coldly:
"Changtian is Qian'er's child, you don't need to tell me."
"."
Hearing Qian'er, Xu Yinhe's majestic eyes became complicated. After returning the soul ring to Xu Yuan, he walked out of the study slowly in silence.
In the days that followed, Xu Yuan's life consisted only of cultivation, boring cultivation.
Feng Jiuxuan did not immediately teach Xu Yuan how to practice swordsmanship, but asked him to break through the fifth level of soul condensation first.
Even though he has an innate Taoist body and carries money as a cheat, it still takes time to break through to the fifth level.
Time passes day by day.
And Xu Yuan finally broke through from a sixth-grade trash to a fifth-grade rookie.
And at the same time,
On the southern border of Dayan, far away from the Imperial Capital, where it meets the vast wilderness, a towering tower rises abruptly from the ground.
Jiantian Pavilion was born.
Ten minutes late again
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(End of chapter)
