I studied abroad in modern times

Seeing the door of the Bronze Palace open, the other monks immediately swarmed up and rushed towards the door.

Others are more fanatical.

The four of them, Zheng Fa, became more and more frightened.

"Walk!"

Zheng Fa and Xiao Yuying looked at each other, and Xiao Yuying understood. The chariot under their feet shone brightly, turning into a sunset and flying towards the distance.

The sword in the hand of the Setting Sun Sword Immortal rolled up on Yan Wushuang and led him to flee toward Zheng Fa and the others.

What a joke!

It would be fine if this Bronze Palace only had the inheritance of the new method.

There are actually people!

A supporter of Lord Tianhe, an old monster who has lived for hundreds of thousands of years...

No fool would run away!

Zheng Fa looked back. In fact, many monks were not really stupid. They knew something was wrong when they saw Zheng Fa and the others running away, so they followed them outside.

But some people who were so powerful and stupid had already rushed into the dark hall.

"traitor!"

Sure enough, another roar came from inside.

Before the roar subsided, Zheng Fa felt the cold hairs on his neck standing on end. He looked up and saw the red smoke between heaven and earth flying into the palace like a baby swallow flying into the forest——

"sword!"

Zheng Fa saw with his own eyes that the bronze hall flashed and turned into a strange-looking bronze sword.

The owner holding this bronze sword is even weirder - it is a skeleton, or rather, an incomplete skeleton.

His skull seemed to have been cracked, and there was a fatal and ferocious crack from the center of his eyebrow to his chin.

The body parts are not complete either - three ribs are missing, there is only one shoulder blade, and the left leg is empty below the knee.

It can be seen what kind of war this man has experienced in his life.

The only thing that made him not look so miserable was that every bone in his body was glowing with purple light, making him look magical.

The gathering red smoke turned into flames in his broken eyes, burning fiercely.

Those two flames seemed to be searching everywhere at first - probably looking for the most authentic of the traitors, uh, Yan Wushuang.

But the Setting Sun Sword Immortal was really a thief, and he ran away with Yan Wushuang risking his life.

He flew faster than both Zheng Fa and Zheng Fa, and had already left Xiao Yuying's chariot behind.

The skeleton seemed to look around, as if he couldn't find Yan Wushuang. He was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the monks around him.

"traitor!"

"They are all traitors!"

"punish!"

Sword energy!

It was obvious that the sun had not yet set, but an endless sea of ​​stars appeared in the sky.

In the sea of ​​​​stars, a sword energy with endless murderous intent descended from the sky.

Zheng Fa was already a hundred miles away from the skeleton, and at this moment, he felt an inexplicable tingling on his scalp.

The iron-eating beast pulling the cart howled, twisted its limbs, and flew forward while rolling and crawling.

Zheng Fa looked back——

He seemed to be witnessing a strange mime.

Unable to escape, the dozens of monks closest to the skeleton, whether they were Nascent Soul or Golden Pill, all moved inexplicably slowly.

They don't do it intentionally.

Zheng Fa could see the confusion, panic, and despair in their eyes.

The sword energy swept past like an autumn wind, and everyone and everything perished silently in the wind.

He looked at a Nascent Soul from the Hundred Immortals Alliance standing there, motionless, with no scars on his body, and nothing strange.

But when the breeze blew by, the Nascent Soul's body, the clothes inside and outside his body, and the magic weapon in his hand all collapsed in an instant and turned into particles of flying sand.

"Fairy Xiao..."

"Um?"

"Look."

Zheng Fa pointed behind him.

Xiao Yuying looked back.

The skeleton had stopped, and the flames in his eyes gradually calmed down, as if the sword had exhausted its power.

It's like waking up from anger.

He turned his head, as if he was sizing up the world, and seemed to remember something most important.

"Follow the master and kill the immortal..."

He suddenly said.

"Zhu Xian..."

The skeleton raised its bronze sword, pointed to the sky and shouted.

"Zhu Xian!"

Everyone stared at this scene blankly.

This person who has been dead for hundreds of thousands of years seems to remember the word "Zhu Xian" even if it turns into bones.

The bronze sword in his hand also turned into ashes in the wind.

The purple light on his bones gradually dimmed, and he fell to the ground, no longer terrifying at all.

After waiting for a long time, the surrounding monks gathered around cautiously, as if they wanted to see what was going on.

The four of them, Zheng Fa, looked at each other and did not move.

"There's nothing left." The Setting Sun Sword Immortal didn't look at that place and said directly, "Under that sword... no monks or any magic weapon can exist."

Zheng Fa could hear the trembling in the great monk's tone.

He knew that Mr. Han, who was known as the Sword Immortal, could probably feel the terror of that sword attack better than others.

Even... Zheng Fa himself is extremely sensitive to the word "Zhu Xian" - since he felt that the Xuanwei world has a lot to do with modern times, he has read many related books.

There are also unofficial histories, myths and novels.

Zhu Xian...

Zheng Fa couldn't help but think of his own positive and negative five-color divine light.

There was even more doubt in my heart.

Sure enough, although the group of people searched hard and even touched the skeleton that fell on the ground, they could not find any magic weapon or technique.

The dead monks should have left some storage bags or magic weapons.

But Mr. Han's judgment was very accurate - there was nothing.

"Five Nascent Soul Masters and thirteen Golden Core cultivators... died in vain."

Xiao Yuying's tone of voice was a little sighing, even scared.

She saluted respectfully towards the Setting Sun Sword Immortal, full of gratitude.

If the old man hadn't come to warn her, she didn't think she could have escaped the sword.

The Setting Sun Sword Immortal looked at Zheng Fa with a smile.

Zheng Fa was also saluting the other party at this time - he knew that he had to accept this sentiment.

Mr. Han smiled even happier.

He waved his hand and said: "We are pretty lucky this time... having nothing is better than having something..."

Everyone understood what he meant.

If there really is any new method to pass on, this matter will be difficult.

The group of monks searched for a long time before leaving angrily.

The desert, which was lively just now, gradually became deserted.

"Okay! It's over! Let's say goodbye too!" The Setting Sun Sword Immortal said with a smile.

He took Yan Wushuang and raised his hands towards the two of them. The fairy sword turned into rainbow light and wrapped the two of them away.

Xiao Yuying watched the two people leave, then turned to look at Zheng Fadao:

"It's all in vain..."

Zheng Fa nodded, but there was no disappointment on his face. Instead, he looked a little happy.

"Yes, we have avoided a big trouble." Seeing him so happy, Xiao Yuying misunderstood. She nodded and said, "Compared to those monks who died inexplicably, we are much luckier."

Zheng Fa smiled.

He didn't speak either. He was happy not just because of this.

…

One month later.

A few days ago, there were some monks who were trying to hunt for treasures and they searched here for several days without giving up.

But there really is no treasure left here.

After a few days, no one came here anymore.

"Junior brother! What are we doing here?"

In the sky, Senior Sister Yuan's voice sounded, seemingly confused.

Qingluan landed on the ground, revealing the figures of Zheng Fa and Senior Sister Zhang.

Senior Sister Zhang also looked at Zheng Fa with some doubts in her eyes, as if she didn't know why Zheng Fa wanted them to come to this desert.

Senior Sister Yuan looked around, frowned and said:

"Junior brother, I have heard about what happened here."

"Several waves of monks came and went, but they all came back empty-handed!"

"When we flew over, we didn't see anyone for a hundred miles! It can be seen that they have given up."

"What are we still doing here?"

Zheng Fa glanced around.

Indeed, there is nothing here except the red dirt on the ground.

No one is good!

No one can do archeology quietly!

"Senior sister!" He pointed to the ground beneath his feet: "We have one purpose here."

"What?"

"dig!"

"Dig?" Senior Sister Yuan was stunned when she heard this. After thinking about it, her round eyes lit up, "You mean, there is a treasure buried underneath?"

"..."

"Junior brother! How did you know!"

"I have no idea."

"Then what are you digging for?"

Zheng Fa pointed to the dirt on the ground and said, "This!"

"earth?"

"Exactly!"

Senior Sister Yuan looked at Zheng Fa, then at Senior Sister Zhang, and murmured: "Senior Sister, Junior Brother Zheng is so good at controlling people now!"

"..."

"He made us travel thousands of miles to dig dirt for him just to play in the mud!"

"..." Senior Sister Zhang glanced at her and asked Zheng Fa, "Tell me what you think."

Zheng Fadao: "Sister, I think this soil is of great research value."

"Research?"

Senior Sister Zhang was stunned: "What is there to study in this?"

This is the biggest difference between Zheng Fa and the monks in this world.

For example, Senior Sister Zhang has read many modern academic books.

But the thoughts here are very similar to those of monks from the Xuanwei Realm——

Is there any magic weapon?

Are there any spiritual materials?

Are there any techniques?

If they don't have any, they will feel that this place has no value.

But when Zheng Fa prepared the booklet, he mostly referred to some archaeological records.

In the context of modern archaeology, soil can preserve some very important information - even more information than artifacts and documents provide.

What's more, the soil here must contain many strange substances——

The red color of the soil may be the blood of the followers of Lord Tianhe.

How many of the previously dissipated fly ash particles landed on the ground?

Not to mention, there is a corpse here that has existed for hundreds of thousands of years and is still moving!

To other monks, this place may have no value anymore.

But for Zheng Fa, it can be said that there are treasures everywhere!

After hearing what he said, Senior Sister Zhang opened her mouth wide and stared at her: "Where did you... come up with these fantastic ideas?"

Zheng Fa couldn't explain, so he could only smile.

Senior Sister Yuan on the side didn't seem to understand, her eyes were a little confused.

"dig!"

Senior Sister Yuan looked suspicious of her ears: "Huh?"

"Do as Junior Brother says."

Senior Sister Zhang said.

Senior Sister Yuan opened her mouth, thought for a long time, and suddenly said: "Senior Sister, I think Junior Brother is like this because you doted on him!"

…

Zheng Fa slowly walked to the skeleton. The treasure-hunting monks actually carefully inspected the bones.

But at this time, this figure seemed to have exhausted the last of his vitality, and there was nothing magical about him anymore.

Naturally, those monks didn't take him seriously and threw him away like garbage, with his skeleton scattered all over the floor.

Zheng Fa gathered the person's bones from all over the place, arranged them, placed them in the coffin he brought, and then - gently cupped his hands towards the other party.