After dropping the topic, Wang Tuo stopped wandering around and the two of them headed straight to the center of the city.
The closer you get to the center of the city, the wider the road becomes. However, the pedestrians on the road do not loosen up, but become more crowded, almost to the point of being crowded together, and they are all walking in the same direction.
After squeezing through the last intersection, we finally arrived at Stone Square. Our sight suddenly became clearer and the crowded situation got much better.
As soon as Xiang Shen raised his head, he saw a rich purple light shrouding down from the sky, majestic and solemn. Everyone who came to watch was awe-inspiring and did not dare to make any noise. Even when talking to each other, they subconsciously lowered their voices.
She focused her gaze and immediately saw two huge stone tablets in the purple light.
Is this the Firefly Monument?
The two stone tablets look exactly the same, but if you look closely, you can see the difference. The one on the left is obviously scratched and mottled, and it smells much older than the one on the right.
She glanced at Wang Tuo, who was still staring blankly, and quietly moved to the left, passing through the rich purple halo, getting closer to the stone monument on the left.
The dense ancient handwriting suddenly fell into the eyes. Every scratch in it was criss-crossed, and the strokes were either soft or sharp, full of faint traces of time.
With the erosion of time, most of the writing on the stone tablet was no longer legible. After looking at it for a moment, Xiang Shu could vaguely make out the names of a few people.
What would the world of cultivation be like tens of thousands of years ago?
Xiang Shu couldn't help but think about it.
When she was in the Blazing Flame Sect, she had read a miscellaneous book called "Dongzhou Zhenhai Ji", which mentioned that an unknown catastrophe had occurred in the world of cultivation 20,000 years ago.
No one knows what happened in the catastrophe, nor why it started. \./hand\./machine\./version\./no\./wrong\./first\./post~~
Almost all the monks died in that catastrophe. Therefore, the history of the world of cultivation was blank for a very long period of time.
It wasn't until the ancestors of the five major sects successively unearthed the relics of cultivation left over from ancient times and re-entered the path of cultivation that the world of cultivation continued to recover, leading to today's prosperity.
Xiang Shu suddenly thought of the formation spirits in Xuanwang City.
It is undoubtedly an ancient creature. Thousands of years later, the ice will be lifted. If you are still alive at that time, you may be able to ask about ancient things.
His thoughts converged, he looked away from Shu, turned around and walked to the Ying tablet on the right.
This is undoubtedly what Ying Changfeng said, the new firefly monument erected by the five major sects.
After tonight, all the writing on this firefly monument will be erased, waiting for a new ranking to be generated.
But now, what is displayed on it is still the ranking of Dongzhou Dabi sect five hundred years ago.
Xiang Shen glanced around and immediately saw that the person at the top of the list was Feng Yue Men, whom she had completely offended.
The three in the middle belong to Mu Valley, Qianxing Palace and Baihua Valley respectively. It is no surprise that the Blazing Sect ranks last among the five major sects.
Most of the young monks were gathered here, and there was a lot of chatter among them.
"I heard from my master that the Blazing Flame Sect declined five hundred years ago, and it was only supported by a few older true disciples."
"In this East Continent Competition, many sects are showing strong strength. It is probably certain that the Blazing Flame Sect will fall to the eighth level."
"It's a pity that Lu Jin died too early. If he is still here, he might be able to help the Blazing Flame Sect for another five hundred years."
Someone snorted, "Don't you understand? It's precisely because of this that Lu Jin died."
"Silence..."
The voice gradually became inaudible, and Xiang Shu looked away indifferently.
She didn't care where Wang Tuo went. She turned around and was about to go back first. She inadvertently glanced at a corner of the crowd and saw an old man with a gentle expression smiling at her.
Xiang Shen's pupils suddenly shrank, and a chill instantly filled his heart.
It's him!
She recognized it at a glance. The old man was the mysterious man who gave her the "Breath Condensation Technique" in Xuanwang City!
She walked over without saying a word, but before she took a few steps, the old man disappeared like smoke, as if he had never appeared.
Xiang Shen paused in his steps and his eyes darkened slightly.
You talked to her last time, why didn't you even give her a chance to get close this time?
"What are you looking at?"
Wang Tuo's voice suddenly came from behind.
Xiang Shu's body trembled slightly, and when he came to his senses, his expression immediately returned to normal. (The next page is more exciting!)
He turned around and said, "Nothing."
Wang Tuo looked at Xiang Shen strangely, without asking any questions, and said, "Let's go back. There's no point in looking at these two big rocks for too long."
Xiang Shen pursed his lips and said, "Before going back, let's go to one more place."
Wang Tuo was slightly startled, "Where are you going?"
A moment later, Beicheng Tianqing Pavilion.
Wang Tuo stood next to Xiang Shen with an uncomfortable look on his face. He saw many monks pointing at him in the distance and secretly complained in his heart.
It's not a good place to go. It's really embarrassing to have to come to this damn place.
He quietly looked at Xiang Shen beside him, and saw that he was calm and composed, his face was neither red nor panting, and he seemed to be completely unable to hear the chatter and laughter around him.
Wang Tuo was secretly stunned. In terms of thick skin, he was far inferior to Brother Zhu.
At this time, the boy finally came out and presented a file with both hands, "Honored guest, this is what you want."
"Thank you."
Xiang Shu took the file, turned around and left.
Wang Tuo quickly covered his face and followed, saying, "When you finish reading, can you lend it to me too?"
Xiang Shen glanced at him and said, "Go back first."
Wang Tuo was speechless.
The two of them speeded up and returned to the Wanjianmen stronghold. Ying Changfeng, who had been looking forward to it for a long time, was relieved when he saw the two of them coming back.
When Xiang Shu saw Ying Changfeng, his heart moved and he said, "I just bought an intelligence file from below. Fellow Taoist Ying is well-informed, why don't we take a look together?"
Ying Changfeng didn't seem to expect that Xiang Shu would take the initiative to invite him. He was stunned for a moment before he realized it, and he immediately agreed happily.
After a while, a group of four people gathered in the front hall of the courtyard.
Xiang Shen took out the file and spread it out in a long way. The dense text appeared in front of his eyes, and the other three people immediately came over. None\./Error\./Update\./New`.w`.a`.p`.`.c`.o`.m
Ying Changfeng looked at it for a moment and couldn't help but marvel, "Fellow Daoist Zhu, this file is really extremely detailed. It records all the young monks who have been challenged in recent years. It must have cost a lot of money, right?"
"Just a little money."
Xiang Shu responded casually and found the relevant records of the Blazing Flame Sect. When he saw that Xiang Hongyu was also on the list of traveling teams, his tense mind suddenly relaxed.
Her purpose of purchasing the dossier was to confirm whether Xiang Hongyu had arrived, and other needs were secondary.
Ying Changfeng also saw the part of the Blazing Flame Sect and couldn't help but sigh: "Six of the seven great masters of the Blazing Flame Sect have come, and there are also seven or eight elders. In order to protect the eighth-grade sect, they really mobilized."
Xiang Shen's eyes flashed slightly.
Dong Jinghuan clearly knew Lu Yushan's true identity and knew that the Tianyan Sect was parasitic within the Blazing Flame Sect. This shows that he did not inform his elders about this situation. Otherwise, how could he sit back and watch as the defense within the sect was empty?
But if it was said that he wanted to betray the Blazing Flame Sect, it was not like it, otherwise there would be no need to hide his identity from the Tianyan Sect, and he would not have been able to threaten him at all.
What is this person's purpose... exactly?
"Brother Ying, I suddenly remembered something."
Wang Tuo read half of the file and couldn't help but ask: "What kind of competition is this East Continent Competition? I saw that most of the people written in the file are monks in the alchemy stage, this..."
"Brother Wang, I knew you would ask this question."
Ying Changfeng laughed and explained: "In the test of the Four Extremes Secret Realm, your cultivation is only one aspect. When you enter the teleportation, you will be divided into different areas due to the difference in realm. You will not die in vain."
Wang Tuo suddenly relaxed, "That's good, tell me again, what's going on in this secret realm of the Four Extremes? What do you need to pay attention to, so that I can be better prepared."
"I was not born five hundred years ago, so what I know is from books, and not much."
Ying Changfeng paused and glanced at Xiang Shu. Seeing that he had no intention of speaking, he felt slightly disappointed and continued: "The test in the Four Extremes Secret Realm is divided into three levels, namely the mystery level, the water level and the chess level. Correspondingly Test the monk's cultivation, will and understanding."
"I see."
Wang Tuo's eyes brightened slightly, he nodded repeatedly, and then asked: "What next?"
Ying Changfeng looked embarrassed, spread his hands and said, "No more."
Wang Tuodang was stunned for a moment, "Is it gone now?"
"Brother Wang, you don't know something."
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Lin Hai looked helpless, "The attic where our sect specializes in storing ancient books once caught fire, and many books were burned! Among them were those recording the secret realms of the Four Pole.
Tianqing Pavilion does have information, but it's a pity that it's too expensive, and Master can't afford it. "
"Tianqing Pavilion?"
Wang Tuo heard this and turned to look at Xiang Shu hesitantly.
Before he could speak, he touched the storage ring on his left hand, threw out another volume, and said lightly: "Don't believe the information in Tianqing Pavilion is true or false. This volume can be used as a reference, but if it is regarded as a guide, , after entering, I’m afraid I won’t even know how I died.”
Wang Tuo was overjoyed when he got the file, and immediately smiled and said, "I know that Brother Zhu, you are cold-faced and warm-hearted, so you won't hide it."
When Ying Changfeng heard this, he looked left and right, feeling strange.
These two people were at odds with each other before. How come they have such a good relationship after going out?
He didn't dare to ask, so he had to thank him quickly, and then he and Wang Tuo got together to read the files, and sometimes talked in low voices.
Xiang Shen didn't participate either. He picked up today's file again, memorized the faces of the five major sects that needed attention, and then closed his eyes to rest.
The long night was spent waiting.
At midnight the next day, the gate of the Beicheng Teleportation Hall opened on time, and many monks who had been waiting outside the door immediately filed in. Xiang Shen and the other two were among them. Lin Hai was not strong enough, so he stayed in the city to guard the stronghold.
As soon as I entered the hall, a cool air hit my face, which was refreshing.
Xiang Shu walked slowly among the crowd, looking up and around.
The entire hall is paved with jade. Thirteen giant jade pillars support the roof of the hall, surrounded by golden light. It lasts forever and is obviously maintained by formations.
And in the gaps between these thirteen giant jade pillars, there are twelve circular teleportation formation slots about one foot wide.
At this moment, the formation has been activated, the light is flickering, and batches of monks disappear from it at an extremely fast speed.
Not long after, Xiang Shu and others arrived in front of the formation tank.
What should be discussed was pretty much discussed last night. None of the three of them talked nonsense and simply stepped into the formation.
Xiang Shen counted silently in his mind until the 100th person stepped into the formation and stood firm. His feet immediately shook, his ears buzzed, and countless brilliance flooded his field of vision. .
