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    The huge suction pulled Qiao Xuan down, he gritted his teeth and took out the flying sword, trying to fly out from here, but there seemed to be a turbulent flow in the depths of the ground, his mana root was difficult to sustain, the flying sword Being swept away and uncontrollable, he is like a boat in the waves, and he can only be pulled by the whirlpool involuntarily...

    After landing and drifting for a long time, Qiao Xuan finally felt that the gravitational force was gradually changing. He held his breath, and finally saw a piece of land that gently landed on the ground.

    What is this place?

    It was pitch-black all around, and the visible range was no more than 100 meters. Below the feet was the gray rocky ground.

    Qiao Xuan tried it, and his mana was obviously limited here, as if there was an invisible force suppressing everything, Qiao Xuan hurriedly took out the communication talisman and tried to contact the master, but there was no response after the communication talisman burned...

    Qiao Xuan felt a little uneasy in his heart, he forced himself to calm down, it was darkness, there was no way, and he didn't know where to go...

     When was hesitating, in the darkness, a light suddenly flashed. The light was very weak, and it looked very far away, like a white flame...flickering and darkening.

    Qiao Xuan's eyes narrowed, but when he looked more closely, he couldn't see anything.

    But vaguely, he felt that the flame seemed to be guiding him...

    Qiao Xuan took a deep breath, calmed down, and walked forward in that direction, but now there is no way out, it is better to be a live horse doctor.

    After walking for about an hour or so, the ground under my feet finally changed. It was no longer a gray rocky ground, but was paved with bluestone bricks with patterns engraved on it. It just looked old, and the traces on it were not clear. with thick dust...

    The front view is finally clearer, but can see the distance of nearly a thousand meters...

    Qiao Xuan raised his head, his eyes widened in shock, the magnificent building appeared in front of him, and he couldn't see it at a glance, and more parts were still hidden in the darkness...

    If the ancient giant beast revealed the tip of the iceberg.

    Although it is only a corner of the mediocre decadence, but just like this, it seems that the once grand scene can be seen vaguely.

    Qiao Xuan finally understood that he might have accidentally fallen into some ancient ruins.

    Although he is not a diligent cultivator, he is also a person who has been in the world of immortal cultivation. When he was in Dongchongzhou, he heard that there are relics left by powerful people in the mortal world, and some are left by immortals who have ascended. Some of them are left by monks with high cultivation bases. Generally, there are treasures and resources. For immortal cultivators, it is a place where danger and opportunity coexist...

    There are many ruins, all over the Three Realms.

    But—he had never heard of such a high-level relic.

    Hualan's Cloud Sea Heavenly Palace, Bai Cang's magnificent Demon Palace, in front of this ruins, it is a little gloomy, like fish eyes and pearls.

    But this is really hard to pass, Nanyue Kingdom is only a mortal kingdom! Since ancient times, there has been a lack of spiritual energy and limited resources, which are not suitable for monks to cultivate. Therefore, immortality is not popular here. Jiang Weiqing also went to Dongchongzhou to successfully cultivate and become an immortal.

    Logically, there should be no immortal ruins here.

    But it is unbelievable that there is such an ancient relic in the underground of the imperial mausoleum of the Nanyue Kingdom.

    Qiao Xuan was surprised and curious, he took a deep breath and walked up the steps.

    There are mottled marks on the huge stone door, and it has been damaged in a corner. Qiao Xuan easily walked in through the crack of the door. Maybe it was too long, and there was nothing hindering him. He walked over the dusty ground. Came to a huge hall.

    This seems to be a main hall for talking, but it has long been empty and empty... don't know what happened in the beginning, and all this was annihilated in the long river of time.

    Qiao Xuan took a step forward.

    Suddenly, there were countless voices in his ears, and the figures in front of him were all over the place. His body suddenly tensed, and goosebumps all over his body. He had set off a trap!

    But to his surprise, those figures penetrated directly through his body, as if he did not exist at all.

    Qiao Xuan's clenched fingers loosened a little bit, let out a sigh of relief, frowning at everything in front of him.

    Not a trap, just a fantasy.

    It is the last memory left in this ruin.

    People coming and going filled this hall. They included monks, mortals, merchants and pawns, and scholars. They walked here, all with a pious look.

    "The Holy Venerable Donggan has opened the altar to speak."

    "I have waited thousands of miles to come here to listen to the teachings of the Holy Venerable."

    The crowd slumped on the ground, Xie Shengzun preached and was enlightened by karma.

    Qiao Xuan looked in the direction of their kneeling and worshipped. On the high platform, there was an old man with white hair and beard, but he couldn't see it clearly.

    Looking at the grand scene of the worship of all beings here, the Holy Venerable Donggan should be a very powerful immortal, but Qiao Xuan had never heard of it before, and even Wu Zimo, the number one gossip in the heavens, had never mentioned it to him. Unless Wu Zimo didn't know about this Holy Venerable Donggan, how could such a powerful person not be with him?

    And what happened here really subverted Qiao Xuan's cognition.

    In his memory, monks are monks, and mortals are mortals. They go their separate ways, and the well water does not break the river... How can mortals and monks listen to the lecture together? And living in harmony and equality in such a way, this Holy Venerable should be taught without distinction...

    There is no such saint in the Three Realms today.

    He couldn't help but take a few steps forward, trying to see the figures on the high platform clearly, but as soon as he moved, those illusions disappeared, and the surroundings became empty again, and the quiet needles could be heard falling.

    Qiao Xuan waited for a long time and could not see the illusion again, so he frowned and continued to walk forward.

    Passing through this hall, came to a wide corridor. The stone walls on both sides of the corridor are engraved with various murals. Because of the age, the color has long since disappeared, and it is even blurred and damaged, but it is still vaguely visible. come up with some content...

    On the mural are sentient beings from the Three Realms.

    Some mortals build houses and canals, some monks practice with swords, some women give birth to children, and some men work in the fields... There are also pictures of life of many races. Among them, the phoenix family lives in the heaven, and the race is prosperous, and there are many bird people with wings. Seems to be worshipping a tree...

    Mortals and monks coexist peacefully, immortals walk between the three realms, and there are many legends and stories on the murals.

    Qiao Xuan watched as he walked forward, and the more he looked, the more confused he became.

    There are some things in it that are similar to the Three Realms he knows, but more are not. For example, there are mortals, gods and demons here, but there are no clear boundaries like today.

    There are still many legends and stories here, and there are many great gods, but now no one talks about it anymore.

    Did these things ever exist?

    But what happened to make all this disappear without leaving any trace?

    He has never heard of a figure like the Holy Venerable Dungan...

    ‌And those people and things.

    There is not a single star in even the biography and classics, as if it had been completely erased from history.

    Qiao Xuan knows that nothing can always exist, and time will take away a lot of things. These are not surprising...but the strange thing is why there is no record?

    It's impossible for everyone to be alone, right? Even if people are wiped out, what about the traces of life and the things they left behind?

    Archaeology ‌ can test something out!

    But if he hadn't happened to enter this ruin today, everything depicted here would seem like it never existed...

    Just terrified!

    Lonely and empty, this corridor seems to be endless, Qiao Xuan's palms are sweaty, and he is a little anxious... Suddenly there is a voice in front of him, his expression froze, but he already has experience, and he appears again fantasy.

    Several girls in pink dresses with double buns came over, their clothes were the same, and they seemed to be palace maids here or something.

    The delicate girls' voices are as crisp and sweet as a yellow warbler.

    "Did you listen? The ancient gods came to visit the Holy Venerable in the very beginning."

    "Yes? Did you see it?"

    "Yeah, I went to see it. The venerable god is as good-looking as the rumors! It is a blessing for Sansheng to be able to take a look at it..."

    The girls looked longing, chattering non-stop.

    "Listen, the Venerable God has also accepted an apprentice."

    "Didn't Zunshen never accept apprentices? Who the hell can get into Zunshen's eyes?"

    "I don't know, it seems to be a guy from the Feng clan..."

    "Wow, that Feng Clan has a face this time!"

    The girls walked past Qiao Xuan in a fuss, and their voices gradually dissipated in the empty corridor.

    Qiao Xuan continued to walk forward with a solemn expression.

    I am afraid that this relic has not been sealed for at least hundreds of thousands of years, but the original phantom still remains.

    Not disappearing due to the passage of time, even if it is just a phantom, is already very bad.

    At least for Qiao Xuanlai, such a powerful person is unheard of in the Three Realms now...

    Finally, Qiao Xuan reached the end of the corridor.

    In front of it is a barren and dark land. It used to be a forest, but the trees have long since dried up. Only the dark trunks are left, and the ground is dry and hard. It is inexplicable to look at. The panic...

    Qiao Xuan hesitated for a long time and did not dare to move forward.

    At this moment, a white flower bloomed from the trunk, the black trunk slowly turned into a crystal jade color, and the dark and dark earth instantly turned into a sea of ​​flowers, which was extremely beautiful.

    Qiao Xuan has seen the illusion twice, and he is already prepared.

    But this beauty still made him feel emotional... and a little regretful.

    What used to be so vibrant and beautiful, now only a piece of black scorched earth is left...

    In the distance in front of him, a young man in white ran over, followed by a few palace maids in pink dresses.

    "Your Highness, where are you going, Your Highness?"

    "You can't run around here."

    "Come back soon, you will be worried when Zun God can't find you!"

    Qiao Xuan paused, although he knew what the scene was actually in front of him, but the illusion was really fascinating, and it didn't look so scary anymore, and curiosity made him go down.

    The white-clothed boy simply ignored the advice of the maid behind him. He seemed to be looking for a place and ran forward on his own. Qiao Xuan followed behind them. He was a little curious about what the boy was looking for. saw the boy come to the edge of a lake.

    The lake water is clear and transparent, reflecting the sea of ​​flowers around it, and it is as beautiful as a dream.

    Qiao Xuanhu's footsteps stopped in place, showing a look of horror, but not because of the beauty in front of him, but because the young man had returned, revealing a handsome face.

    Isn't that selfish? !

    After a long time, Qiao Xuan raised his hand, rubbed his eyes, touched Zi's face again, and finally made sure that Zi didn't have dazzling eyes, this is him - it's him!

    But this is impossible, he was still an egg when he crossed over! A year ago, it was still a bird, not even a human figure!

    This is definitely not something he has experienced!

     When he was confused, the palace maids suddenly became silent, kneeling on the ground quietly.

    In the distance, a man in white with long black hair walked over slowly.

    His face was a little blurry, but wherever he passed, the sea of ​​jade trees and flowers was eclipsed.

    until he got closer.

    Qiao Xuan saw his face clearly, his eyes slowly widened, his first reaction was that the master came to save him.

    But he soon realized it wasn't—

    This is not his master.

    The black-haired man walked towards the young man by the lake. The young man raised his head with a face and shouted, "Master..."

    He seemed to be moving, but it was too far to hear.

    At this moment, Qiao Xuan couldn't tell the difference between fantasy and reality. He subconsciously took a step forward, wanting to hear what they were talking about, but with his movements, the scene in front of him quickly became blurred. Xuan knew that the illusion had disappeared again.

    This time he was very anxious, he still hadn't figured out what happened, how could he just disappear like this...

    He ran away, but when he stretched out his hand, he didn't catch anything. Instead, he stepped on the air and fell into the icy lake!

    Everything around me disappeared, no sound, no picture.

    The crystal clear lake in the illusion reflects the black earth, leaving only an endless darkness, like a bottomless abyss, Qiao Xuan was submerged by the lake, at this time the white flame in the darkness reappeared, and the flame disappeared suddenly. In his body, in a trance, he saw a boundless river leading to the cold and silent land of the dead. There seemed to be a mirror looming at the end of the river...

    Qiao Xuan only felt that it was difficult to breathe. There was clearly only a piece of scorched earth left. How could there still be lake water? If knew it earlier, wouldn't rush forward!

    His consciousness gradually became blurred, and his body couldn't help falling down...

    At this moment, a white figure fell like a stream of light, and the man's silver hair was rippling in the lake water, and he quickly approached and grabbed his hand.

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