Martial arts Dazhutian

Chapter 254 Different Peripatetic Factions

As the snow fell, Piaomiao Peak and the surrounding mountain peaks gradually revealed their true faces.

The Piaomiao Peak in the middle has not changed much in its shape, and there are no gaps or damage in the mountain.

Since the top of Piaomiao Peak is a platform, the snow cover has not changed much, it just fell from a high place to the ground, but it can be seen roughly.

As far as the eye can see, all the halls of Vulture Palace have collapsed, and a gully runs obliquely from north to south.

Huang Lin has lived here for nearly three years, and he can tell at a glance that the gully starts from the south gate of the fort, runs through the two front courtyards along the way, passes through the east part of the central Duzun hall, and then runs from the northeast side of the stone fort. The North Hades Hall sprang out, splitting the entire Vulture Palace stone castle into two.

He even recognized a huge stone statue that fell on the open space in front of the castle. Xiao Jin liked to play on this stone statue the most.

As for the surrounding peaks, the mountains are not as complete as Piaomiao Peak. They are really riddled with holes and gaps, and many of the tops of the peaks have been cut off, so it looks younger than when they were in Tianlong World. Much shorter.

If those gaps and sections were reduced to the size of an ordinary weapon, Huang Lin could recognize them, including swords, knives, axes, shovels, pestles, and so on.

This is the reason why he exclaimed on the back of the eagle just now!

He is not one of those aborigines who have never "seen the world". How could he not know about Gao Wu Xianxia fantasy?
But the question is, does Datang World have such a high combat power?
"Cuckoo, cluck, cluck?!"

Xiao Jin also finally recognized that this is Piaomiao Peak, but it was too different from its impression, so he let out a series of screams, without Huang Lin's confession, it flapped its wings and fell towards Piaomiao Peak.

"Wow~"

It seems that he is still greeting the people in the palace.

Unfortunately, apart from the whistling mountain wind on the top of the peak, there is only the chirping of its eagles. Where can anyone respond to it.

"Cuckoo?"

Seeing this, Xiao Jin was also confused after landing, and turned to ask Huang Lin.

"This is no longer the place where we stayed with Xiaojie'er before."

Huang Lin didn't know if it could understand, so he explained a little.

When he was in the Condor Shooting World and Tianlong World before, the places Xiao Jin went to were almost the same, if it was some barren hills, it would be fine, and he would not think too much about it.

But the Vulture Palace in front of him is real, and in its impression, both Xiao Jie'er and little Ah Zike are still living in it.

Now that the living place has collapsed and no one comes out, how can it not be strange.

".So, it looks like our Peripatetic Pie here, but not ours, understand?"

"Cuckoo~"

There was still doubt in Xiao Jin's eyes, but he understood a little bit that there were no Xiao Jie'er and the others here. He turned his head and saw the giant stone statue that fell on the ground, and then walked over.

Huang Lin ignored it, took out the Flying Immortal Sword, walked around to the northeast of the stone fort, and entered the fort through the gap between the collapsed boulder wreckage.

Judging from the time, the Vulture Palace has been destroyed for 600 years, so there must be nothing left.

But Huang Lin was in charge of the Xiaoyao faction at any rate. If there is no accident, the Liuhe Hall here should also have a secret path that goes deep into the mountainside.

He came here just to see if he could find some clues.

Walking all the way from the Beiming Temple to the backyard of the Liuhe Temple, seeing the collapsed and weathered bricks and ruins of the Vulture Palace along the way, Huang Lin felt absurd in his heart that after hundreds of years of retreat, he returned to the mountain again but everything was different.

Shaking his head, he waved this emotion out of his mind. After confirming the location of the passage, he moved his mind a little, and the debris on the ground disappeared.

Not long after, an entrance that could barely be seen as a passage was revealed.

It's just that those who have been sealed by gravel and mud, if Huang Lin is not familiar with the terrain here, I'm afraid he will miss it.

Immediately set foot on it, and then move your mind a little, and the blockage in the entrance suddenly disappeared.

feasible!

After that, he followed this method and began to slowly clear the passageway. Along the way, he put several large stones into the storage space, until he went two feet deep, and put away a huge stone stuck at the corner. Only then did it become unobstructed.

With night vision, it's not surprising that he couldn't see the road clearly, probably because the ventilation system was damaged, and the air inside was so turbid that Huang Lin had to hold his breath. Fortunately, his breath was long and he could hold it for a while.

Circling all the way down, there were many organs such as arrow clusters, flaps, and falling rocks along the way, but no corpses were seen. Huang Lin guessed in his heart that these organs might be triggered by the vibration and traction of Piaomiao Peak when it was attacked.

Finally, after turning the last bend, a huge grotto came into view.

Because there was no lighting, in this pitch-black environment, Huang Lin couldn't see the distance clearly with night vision alone.

Relying on his memory, he walked all the way along the left stone wall, except for the occasional gravel falling from the mountain wall, there was nothing else.

After one or two miles, Huang Lin found a mechanism on the stone wall, which was the switch that opened the door of the stone chamber.

It is a pity that this mechanism has not been maintained for too long and has lost its effectiveness.

For this reason, he had no choice but to use his true energy to push open the reversible stone door with brute force.

A gorgeous color immediately revealed with the opened stone door.

The first thing that catches the eye is a skeleton leaning against the wall facing the stone gate, and the ground in front of it is covered with words.

It may be that Huang Lin pushed open the stone door and shook it. The skeleton's head fell from the corpse in front of him and rolled several times on the ground.

For some reason, this painting reminded Huang Lin of the ancient Buddha's slough in Dalun Temple back then, and he stood outside the stone room carefully and looked inside carefully.

Under the illumination of the fluorites on the roof of the stone chamber, the skeleton looked extremely gloomy, and there was a ring hanging on the bone of its left finger. Huang Lin recognized that it was the Seven Treasure Ring.

And on the ground on the right side of the skeleton is a broken sword with a six-sided body, more than three fingers wide, and a short hilt.

Freedom Sword? !

Huang Lin took out the Xiaoyao Sword in the storage space. In comparison, although one was cracked and one was broken in half, they were all Xiaoyao Swords without a doubt.

After thinking for a while, he took out the Seven Treasure Ring that Wu Yazi gave him and put it on his hand.

Two seven treasure rings, two Xiaoyao swords with completely different damages!
Standing outside the stone room and thinking for a long time, and comparing all kinds of ideas in Dianniang's previous life, Huang Lin felt that there was only one explanation that could explain the doubts in his heart.

It's just that this is all his random guessing, without any evidence at all.

Immediately, he withdrew his mind, and his true energy circulated quietly, forming an air wall outside his body, and pouring part of his true energy into the Xiaoyao sword in his hand.

After everything was ready, he slowly walked into the stone room.

It's not that he's afraid of the remnant soul, he has experienced the remnant soul of the ancient Buddha before, and the deduction disk in the sea of ​​consciousness is trustworthy in this respect.

He was so afraid that if there really was a remnant soul of a "same sect" here who wanted to seize him, he might be killed by deduction. In this way, he would lose a way to confirm his guesses, and it would be even more difficult to understand many doubts.

Although the light in the stone chamber looked gloomy under the illumination of various fluorites, the air was not gloomy and cold, and there was no such thing as remnant souls rushing to the brain.

Huang Lin first glanced around the surrounding walls, and the nearly thousand circles on it were mostly the same as the Xiaoyao sect he controlled, only the carvings on the wall behind the skeleton were different.

In the world of Tianlong, engraved on this wall are "Changchun", "Beiming", and "Wuxiang", which are three mental methods without formulas.

But here is the engraved "Eternal Spring Art of Immortality"!
Huang Lin took a quick look at it, and he knew that this "Changchun Gong" was the original mental method before it was divided into three books, and it was different from the "Changchun Gong" he obtained back then, except for a few minor differences. , the others can be said to be exactly the same.

There is another difference between the two Xiaoyao factions!
Looking down at the skeleton in the corner, Huang Lin took a few steps forward and stopped beside him. He was not in a hurry to collect the body of this senior, but turned to look at the words carved on the ground.

If the guess is correct, these inscriptions should be the last words of this senior, probably related to the incident of the Xiaoyao faction's extermination.

"Yu, named Yixian, is the No.11 Xiaoyao son of the Xiaoyao School."

(End of this chapter)