"The White Emperor Monument is an artifact that can span the past and present and thus simulate."
Just listen to Xin Laowu laugh.
"If you don't go to the Baidi Monument in your life, your visit to this city that will survive a hundred battles will be in vain."
"Across ancient and modern times?" Xu Zimo was somewhat interested.
"Do you want to see the ancient times?
Want to talk to those ancient powerful men?
Then the Baidi Monument is the best place," Xin Laowu said.
“When you go to the Baidi Monument, you can have conversations with ancient and modern figures.
But the only problem is that not everyone can go to the Baidi Monument currently.
It is controlled by the Western Dragon Cult.
Without their consent, I'm afraid it won't be easy. "
"Western Dragon Cult," Xu Zimo smiled.
Said: “Then go and have a look.
Anyway, I have offended many dominant forces, not least of them. "
Xin Laowu didn't know what to answer when Xu Zimo said this.
Anyway, he is just the leader, everything has nothing to do with him.
The reputation of the White Emperor Monument should be considered the highest in the city that can survive a hundred battles.
It's just that because of the control of the Western Dragon Sect, not many people come here.
…
There are specially built white jade fences around the Baidi Monument.
Next to it is the Western Holy Palace of the Western Dragon Sect.
The strong men of the Western Dragon Sect are stationed in it, mainly guarding the Baidi Monument.
This White Emperor Monument can be considered a great opportunity.
It's just a pity that it can't be moved, otherwise why would it be placed here? It has already been moved to the Western Dragon Sect or the like.
With Xu Zimo's arrival, before Xu Zimo could do anything, two congregants walked up quickly.
The congregant on the left held a dragon-shaped stick, looked at Xu Zimo respectfully, and said, "Sir, are you here for the White Emperor Monument?"
"Let me come and take a look. Do you know me?" Xu Zimo said in surprise.
The other party seemed to be waiting for him here specially.
I only heard this member of the congregation reply: "I don't know you, sir.
But our protector asked me to wait here.
Sir, can you please meet our protector? "
"Okay," Xu Zimo nodded.
Two congregants led the way into the Western Holy Palace.
Although this Western Holy Palace is no longer glorious, it is very solemn.
There are two statues at the entrance.
The one on the left is a young monk with a bald head and eight scars.
The little monk closed his eyes slightly, his expression was solemn, and his ears were like jade pendants.
The one on the right is a python.
The python is so big, with so many scales on its body, that even a statue can make people smell a fishy smell.
This python seems to be coming to life.
Xu Zimo stared at the two statues for a while and seemed to find something interesting. The two believers explained beside him.
“This is the origin of our Western Dragon Cult.
The one on the left is our Master Suffering, and the one on the right is Master Mangjiao.
The Western Dragon Cult originated from the hands of two masters.
From a weak force, it has gone through countless years and the efforts of countless ancestors.
Only then did it achieve its current glory. "
Xu Zimo nodded slightly and suddenly asked: "Is your ancestor still alive?"
The congregation was stunned.
Then he said: "Of course in this world, even among the nine dominant forces, our Western Dragon Sect is among the best."
The nine dominant forces also have strengths and weaknesses.
The congregation in front of him didn't know Xu Zimo's identity, but he didn't dare to disobey what the protector ordered.
Entering the Western Holy Palace, there are more statues.
There is a scent of sandalwood in the air, which is very strong.
The statues are almost always Buddhas, dragons, or similar creatures.
The size of the Western Holy Palace is acceptable. After passing through several guest houses, we arrived at the Buddhist hall in the middle.
An old man wearing cassocks, a tight band on his head, and clear eyes was waiting at the door.
"That's good, that's good." Seeing Xu Zimo, the old man bowed first.
"My Taoist friend can come here, which makes me feel a lot more at ease."
"There is no conflict between you and me, monk?" Xu Zimo asked.
"Where is the peace of mind?"
"Fellow Taoist wants to enter the White Emperor Monument. If he doesn't handle it well, I don't want to follow in the footsteps of others," the old man said with a smile.
"Lao Na's name is Jianzhan.
They all call me Jianzhan Dharma Protector. "
Xu Zimo knew what it meant for the old man to follow in the footsteps of others.
Those others refer to the other dominant forces that he killed.
When he was fighting those people, the entire city of Invincible was probably paying attention to this place.
After killing those people, Xu Zimo could clearly feel that there were many more eyes on him.
Even before, when he obtained the Emperor Killing inheritance, not so many people paid attention to him.
The Protector Jianzhan probably knew that he was coming and didn't want to cause any conflict, so he met with him.
"How can you see this White Emperor Monument?" Xu Zimo asked.
"Of course, I still have to give my fellow Taoist face," Protector Jianzhan said with a smile.
“However, when the Baidi Monument is activated, it will require a huge amount of resources.
We in the Western Dragon Sect cannot pay for this, and we need fellow Taoists to find a way on their own. "
"It's okay, I'm short of everything except money," Xu Zimo waved his hand.
Money has long been of no use to him.
Just like Lingshi, ordinary people use it to practice, but at Xu Zimo's level, he can only rely on enlightenment.
The spiritual energy in his body has no place to spend.
"That would be the best," Protector Jianzhan's face relaxed and he waved.
Said: "Mingli, you take this fellow Taoist to the Baidi Monument and everything should follow the procedures."
As soon as he finished speaking, a handsome young monk wearing monk's robes came over.
"Donor please!"
The young monk led the way.
Xu Zimo asked Xin Laowu to stay outside. After all, not everyone can enter the White Emperor Monument.
Passing through the white jade fence, Xu Zimo could clearly feel that the void around him had become a little different.
It seems that the space here is not the same space as the outside world.
The further inside you go, the more chaotic and distorted the space above your head becomes.
There are no people around here anymore.
Monk Mingli took out a round bead and said to Xu Zimo: "This is the Dingkong Bead. With this bead, you don't have to be afraid of this chaotic space.
Otherwise, it is likely to be swallowed up by space.
There are no rules in the space here. The more you resist the distortion of the space, the stronger it becomes. "
Xu Zimo took the bead and the two continued walking.
Finally arrived at the source of the twisted void.
A tall stone tablet like a natural moat.
The end of this monument cannot be seen at a glance, and it is as high as the sky.
If you hadn't walked up to it, you wouldn't have been able to see the stone monument, but it was obviously so high, which was very strange.
The stone tablet is now in a sealed state.
No one knows the true name of this stele. It is called the Baidi stele just because it was left by Bai Emperor.
"Are the donor's resources ready?" Monk Mingli asked.
Xu Zimo waved his hand.
In the space reserve, countless spiritual stones rolled down, and in the blink of an eye they were piled up around the White Emperor Monument.
"Is it enough?" Xu Zimo asked.
Monk Mingli was stunned for a moment, then nodded.
Asked: "Which period do you want to go to, fellow Taoist?"
