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Chapter 235 Relics?

In the afterimage, there is a forest.

The camera is fixed on a man, very shaky and blurry, holding a sword, cutting through the bushes and walking forward.

Seeing this scene, everyone was a little confused. Is this the true body of the wretched fire? How could it be like this? It looked like a deserted forest.

But everyone was quiet and watched patiently.

After a moment, the camera suddenly stopped shaking, and the man stepped onto a stone road. The ground was covered with moss and cracks, and patterns were faintly visible.

After walking for a while, the camera suddenly stopped moving, shining on a stone pattern on the ground and stayed there.

“I say, your ancient immortal body, could it be a residual image of an ancient immortal era?” The bald man in the Vajra Hall laughed, “That’s a big loss.”

"It shouldn't be the residual image of the ancient immortals." Zhou Yuanxing judged, "The residual images of that era would not be so clear."

The female cultivator from Wuzhong Sect had a gloomy face. She risked being seriously injured. If she just got this thing, she would be laughed at when she returned.

But then, the scene suddenly changed.

The picture did not stop, but the owner of the photo stone stopped. When he raised the "lens", the disciples of various sects knew why he had been in a daze for so long.

A huge palace appeared in the valley ahead.

The fog drifted away, revealing a corner of the ancient temple. A stone door a hundred feet high was embedded in the cliff, with two huge luminous pearls on top, symmetrical on the left and right.

They were incredibly large, even bigger than the millstone that Chen Lang had snatched away. The night pearls seemed to sense the presence of the owner of the photo stone and emitted a bright light.

Then, the entire huge stone gate became bright, and bright lines emerged, which were all various reliefs. The carvings looked like a hedgehog with four legs, armor on the chest, spikes on the back, eyes like copper bells, and a mouth like a black abyss.

When Chen Lang took a look, he was like, wow, it looks a bit like Godzilla.

From the spiritual body displayed by the female cultivator from Wuzhong Sect, he could roughly guess that this was "obscene fire".

Then, the screen shook violently again, making a rumbling sound.

The owner in the picture turned around and started to run back, but after a few steps, he fell down. A rock about 20 to 30 feet in size fell in front of him, and he fell down.

Looking back at the scene, the picture has reached the end.

But this is also the most unforgettable scene:
A huge head was lying on the ground. The original "door" was just its mouth. As the rocks fell off, the bones were exposed. In the dust and smoke, some huge needle-like spikes could be vaguely seen growing on the back. There was only a layer of soil on the surface, forming a mountain range.

Afterwards, the bones shattered and were buried in the soil along with the smoke and dust along with the monk.

The scene ends here.

After reading it, there was a moment of silence, and Zhou Yuanxing suddenly said: "Is this a tomb? I heard that in the ancient times of immortals, the Weihuo clan usually used bones as tombs to bury some things."

Not only did he recognize it, but many of the nobles present also saw this scene, and a word suddenly popped up in their minds:

Ancient immortal ruins!

"Is this a relic?" Lu Chen from Qingmu Sect's eyes were burning. He had never expected this. He originally thought that the "rare treasures" here were just some corpses from ancient times. That was already very good. After all, the ancient immortal era came to an end, and those Taoist methods had all disappeared. The only few that remained were still in the hands of very few people. Even for the aristocratic families like them, whether they could get them depended on luck.

And those "relics", like the ancient immortals, have long become legends, because the ancient immortals are too far away from this era. Even if there are relics and ruins, they have long been excavated and robbed and taken away by our ancestors, and what is left are only some leftovers.

However, judging from the image, the photo is extremely clear, which means it is not very old, and from the glimpse, the ruins can still move, which means they have not been excavated!

Is a great opportunity coming?
"Don't use such uncivilized words." Chen Lang took a look and thought it was just a relic, no big deal.

He works when there is work to do and rests when there is no work. He waits for the system to jump to the task.

But strangely, the system did not skip the side quest.

"What is this place?" someone asked. Everyone fell into deep thought. This was a big question.

If the location can be found and the ruins can be restored to the world, it will surely cause a sensation on the continent, but if it cannot be found it will be useless.

"In the oak forest, there is wet soil and lots of woodlice." Zhou Yuanxing observed carefully and said first.

This reminded the others, and they secretly thought that this boy was smart, so they tried hard to recall and think about some of the signs and traces.

"By the way, the surrounding mountains are all independent and not connected." Someone else provided information that this type of terrain is rare.

Later, someone provided some more information, but the clues seemed to end there.

The world is so big, who knows how many places there are that fit this description? Where should we search?
"I seemed to have seen the emblem on that man's shoulder just now." said another disciple of Wuzhong Sect.

"What?" Many eyes were focused on him. This was definitely valuable news.

If we can lock onto the sect it belongs to, then we’ll be close to finding its location!

"It's a golden one," said the disciple.

"Golden what?"

The disciple smiled and said no more. Now he knew everything that others knew, but others did not know what he knew.

"Fellow Daoist, you are making people feel uncomfortable." Someone from the Vajra Hall said, "We have provided the information, why are you hiding it?"

"Everyone, stop arguing. I have a good idea," said Chen Lang.

Everyone looked at Chen Lang and asked, "Tell me about it?"

Chen Lang reached out his hand to the female cultivator from Wuzhong Sect, "Isn't it just a photo stone? If it breaks, you can just put it back together. I'll help you restore it. Look at it a few more times."

"Can you really do it?" The bald man from the Vajra Hall looked at Chen Lang with doubt.

A broken mirror cannot be put back together, and how can a broken stone be put back together? And even if it is put together, the information has already been destroyed.

With a clang, Chen Lang took out the black sword from behind him.

"Everyone, do you recognize this thing?"

When someone looked over, Lu Chen from the Qingmu Sect said, "What's wrong with Mo Ruzhen's sword? Can you still create an afterimage with one sword strike?"

Zhou Yuanxing seemed to understand what Chen Lang meant. "This sword was also broken into pieces before, along with the weapon spirit. Do you mean this method?"

This reminded many people of the spectacular battle that Mo Ruzhen had fought in a foreign land. Many people knew about him and the sword, even those from other sects.

Chen Lang is a man with a lot of crooked ideas, maybe he really has a solution?

"Are you serious?" asked the female cultivator from Wuzhong Sect. She had been deceived by Chen Lang once and didn't want to be fooled again.

"Of course." Chen Lang said, "There is no bird that deceives you."

"..." The female cultivator recalled some scenes, frowned, and threw the shriveled box into Chen Lang's hands. If he was lying, the worst that could happen was that she would snatch it back.

Chen Lang took the box and weighed it. The box was twisted and deformed, and through the gaps he could see some jade fragments inside.

Then he turned and left.

Why not just ask Zhong Haoran to repair it? That old man has boundless magical powers, why do you have to figure it out by yourself? Are you just trying to recognize the map?
"What are you doing?" The female cultivator shouted at Chen Lang when she saw him leaving.

In the Vajra Hall, people from the Qingmu Sect also gathered around. Not to mention the box, Chen Lang also took away all the fat sheep of the Pingtian Sect. The account has not been settled yet, so how could he be allowed to leave like this?

(End of this chapter)