"Don't think this is just a sword burial forest, but although the sparrow is small, it has all the internal organs. There are the Palace of Legends and the Hall of Reward and Punishment. The large area behind it is the real place where swords are buried. There are no less than ten dense cemeteries. With ten thousand seats, there are naturally no less than a hundred thousand swords of all kinds."
Following Chi Ao's guidance, the two walked from the Disciple's Residence, through the Elder's Residence, along the Chuan Palace, and finally arrived at the Reward and Punishment Hall, where they sat down in an open space.
"Fellow Taoist Cao, it's all right now. After studying at the end of the year, I entered Chi'ao and respectfully asked for the holy text."
Seeing his solemn expression, Cao An actually really felt this way. He didn't hesitate at the moment, but sat upright in the dojo and recited the original text in his memory.
"There is a fish in the North Ming Dynasty, and its name is Kun..."
The article is a normal article, and there has never been any fanfare. The sacred Dharma image of the Golden Lotus emerging from the ground appears. The Chiao Baoxiang who is sitting below is solemn. He closes his eyes, and ancient auras overflow from his body. I think the shock and enlightenment he received was huge.
"Fellow Taoist Cao, Chi has realized something. There is no order of learning. The master is the teacher. Chi Ao will remember your kindness in teaching the Dharma today. At the moment, Chi Ao still needs to understand it carefully. In this Taoist temple, Taoist Cao can do whatever he wants. He can go anywhere. Go shopping, if there is something you like, just take it, it is an ownerless thing, it is just occupied by Chi, I hope you will forgive me for not treating it well."
When Chi Ao said these words, he did not open his eyes or even move his mouth. Instead, he transmitted it into Cao An's mind using the method of spiritual thoughts. At the same time, he placed a small barrier around his body to isolate himself. His breath leaked out, and he fell into a deep realization. Cao An looked around and saw that there was nothing going on, so he walked into this pre-civilization ruins as he was told.
The writing here is not one that Cao An is familiar with. He doesn’t know the relics from previous civilizations. It’s shocking enough that the formation can still be maintained until now, let alone the writing. However, Cao An guessed that it should be inherited by will. Because Chi Ao alone couldn't figure out a completely unfamiliar language even if he had to sit there for tens of thousands of years.
Words, if you don’t know them, you don’t know them. If you don’t know them, you don’t know them. No matter how many words I give you throughout the text, you will still be familiar with them all. This blocks the way of speculation and speculation, and between civilizations It is chronological. You have no way of knowing where the writing of the previous civilization came from.
If it is a civilization that lasts for generations, we can still start from the current writing and gradually work backward according to the development and origin of writing, but this cannot be done for a civilization that spans generations.
Cao An returned to the disciple's residence without using his spiritual sense to investigate. He was alone in the ruins and felt the strong sense of time inside with his own eyes and hands.
'Remains from the civilization of the gods. '
With just a simple inspection, Cao An had already determined the origin of this ruin. He had come into contact with several gods one after another. He could still detect the same aura, but the gods of this era were different from the gods now. The gods in the Age of Gods are actually not the gods of mountains and rivers at all.
Rather, they are a race. They are born as gods, possessing power that far exceeds that of mortals. All kinds of innate blood skills and innate supernatural powers are so powerful that they are hopelessly powerful. The orthodox civilization of gods is all about innate gods, not mountain and river gods. Although both are gods and both are called gods, the difference is not the slightest bit different.
Cao An walked in each disciple's residence. Everything here was basically obsolete. The only things left were those artifacts that had experienced the erosion of the years, such as houses and these stone buildings. The stones used here were not ordinary stones. From the perception, it is somewhat similar to the Yanyun Monument of the Yin Dynasty, but the purity is lower.
Regarding the Yanyun Monument, the credibility of the origin of the Yanyun Monument has increased a bit in Cao An's mind.
'No matter how wonderful and beautiful things are, they will turn into nothingness in the face of time. 'The things that disciples live in are not very good. There are very few that can be left, no matter how well-preserved they are. Cao An walked through them one by one without missing a blind spot. He wanted to know about the great disaster. , the best opportunity is in front of you.
A complete ruin that was completely defenseless against him and had no danger.
The ruins were not big, but they suddenly appeared on the seabed, which gave Cao An an unexpected shock. Everything in the Elder's Residence was not much better than that in the Disciple's Residence. Cao An measured it with his own feet and arrived at the Legend Palace. , there are only three characters on the plaque on the palace door. According to Chi Ao, it should be pronounced as Chuan Palace?
"Shu Tower?"
The moment he stepped into the Chuan Palace, Cao An subconsciously blurted out, but after careful inspection, he found that it was not a magic building, but just like, very similar. Inexplicably, a thought came to his mind: Could the Chuan Palace here be a replica of the magic building? Bar?
The magic building is in the interior, but the legendary palace is in reality. The many wonders of the interior cannot be compared with reality. If they are just imitations, they may be in vain.
At this moment, a beam of light shone down from the top of the center of the surgery building, shrouding Cao An in a bright white light.
"Inheritance of will!"
The next second, a piece of information was forced into Cao An's mind. With his current soul strength, he had fully understood the content of this piece of information in the time it took him to regain consciousness. It was a pure language inheritance, a kind of writing. Chi Ao should have been here before he could recognize the writing here.
An inexplicable feeling of familiarity came to mind, opening up a new world for Cao An to explore.
The previous exploration was like groping in the dark, but now, it’s dawn! !
It was said that there were no martial arts in the palace, and the entire hall was empty. Cao An spread out his spiritual thoughts, trying to find relevant written records from these areas, but he quickly withdrew his spiritual thoughts in disappointment. This place had long been Empty, not even a jade slip is left, if jade slips were also used in that civilization period of the gods.
He didn't let go of anything suspicious. Even in the two main halls, the Palace of Legends and the Hall of Reward and Punishment, there was no useful information or anything useful. This sword-wielding Shen Sect should be an ascetic sect. Inside, everything used is not luxurious, everything is ordinary and blessed with formations, thereby achieving solid and durable value.
It has been too long, and many formations have lost their original functions, so that the things in those positions have become severely decayed.
Cao An walked past the dojo where he had recited "Xiaoyaoyou" before. Chi Ao was still within the barrier, with no sign of waking up. After passing the dojo, he found the real place where the sword was buried. He stepped out, his figure following Yiyi Passing over the huge palace built on the mountain, I stood on the mountain and looked at the place in front of me that was shrouded in colorful mist...
