After the fairy disappeared

Chapter 399 The Disappearing Kamikaze

After entering, the cliffs on both sides cut off the direction of the mountain wind, and the wind force dropped sharply.

Only then did Master Shi Er take a breath and said, "Outside, that platform outside is the wind path of the kamikaze. It's not a big deal now, every midnight and noon, the strong wind is better than the bone-scraping steel knife, and it directly harvests people's lives."

He Lingchuan wondered: "But I think there is a stone base on the platform, which should be the remains of the building."

To build a building at a high place, the base must be used as a fixed support first.He Lingchuan didn't have time to take a closer look, all he knew was that the stone bases were very large, which shows that most of the buildings here were magnificent in the past.

"Isn't the Feng Demon the monster they raised?" Shi Erdao explained, "With the help of the Feng Demon, what's so great about them building a building here? I came here when the wind was small, and there were still several monuments standing on the platform It's a pity that the inscriptions on the inscriptions were all worn away by the wind and snow, so they couldn't be seen clearly. By the way, there are also two sculptures of the Wind Lion God. They were carved directly on the rocky mountain, and they won't be scraped off."

When the wind is weak, standing on the platform overlooking the snowy area, you must have a glimpse of the pride of the mountains, right?

Others see the sunshine on the golden dome, but you are on the golden dome.

He Lingchuan followed Shi Erdang's family into the mountain road, only to find that the huge mountain wall blocked all the wind and snow, so there was only a small wind blowing behind the wall, which was soft to the touch compared to the violent and harsh outside.

When he came here, He Lingchuan couldn't help but let out an ooh.

This Fengmo Mountain should really be renamed Lianhua Peak. In fact, the top of the mountain is in the shape of a lotus bud. More than a dozen huge rock walls are like lotus petals, blocking the hollow mountainside, and there are few snowflakes falling from above.

This huge mountainside may have been half-empty in the first place, but the ancient immortals must have used their hands and feet to carve it out, and dug it down more than 200 feet, which looks like layers of terraced fields.

Well, maybe they did open up terraced fields here, because He Lingchuan also saw traces of winding waterways, which were all artificially dug out, with ditches and canals.

Back then, it might have been green here, with clear springs surrounding the fields.

The mountain road winds on the cliffs of strange rocks, and there are pedestals left by buildings everywhere.He Lingchuan saw that the largest white jade beam was seven feet long (21 meters), and several people could not enclose it, and it rolled down from nowhere, and it happened to be stuck on the rock.

It should have been installed on the roof of which hall.But with today's manpower, it is impossible to hoist it to such a steep mountain.

It can be seen that there used to be buildings built according to the mountain, or high cliffs, or located in rural areas.

When they were in their heyday, they might really be regarded as Qionglou Yuyu and castles in the air.

But now, not even a single piece of wood was left.

He Lingchuan caressed the mountain wall, and suddenly said: "There used to be plants here, so it should have been a warm place."

Where the moss has grown for many years, it will leave pale white and light green dot marks, which are difficult to remove unless they are flattened.This mountain wall has such traces.

The protective mirror also said: "There must have been an enchantment in this place!"

Even if the Misty Sect tames the wind demons for their own use, they must use barriers to resist the severe cold and snow, and prop up a greenhouse so that the plants can grow freely here.Who doesn't yearn for warmth?Even immortals would not like to stay in a place of extreme cold all year round.

There are mountains, waters, houses and fields, and the Taoyuan in the belly of the mountain is isolated from the world.

Victory over the sky with human power can only be achieved in the ancient times when the immortals were brilliant.Standing here today, people can only imagine the grandeur of the immortal family and lament the vicissitudes of life.

Master Shi Er shrugged his shoulders: "After the aura weakened, the sect also moved to the plain. Some people came to see it and said that these are all relics from before the middle period of the Middle Ages."

If you want to live otherworldly, you have to pay the price.

When you can't afford it, you have to move out.

He Lingchuan couldn't help asking: "Why do they live in a lonely place and endure the wind, snow and cold?"

"See those terraced fields? Do you think they grow wheat and beans like ordinary people?" Hu Xinjing is good as a teacher. Located on a high mountain. The richer and purer the aura, the better the elixir."

"That's how it is." The practice of relying on mountains to eat mountains has not changed since ancient times, "Then the children of the Immortal family are also more advanced farmers?"

Farmers plant crops, and immortals cultivate spiritual fields. Is there a difference?
The mirror couldn't refute for a while: "You can do it, you are right."

He Lingchuan bumped into something at his feet and squatted down to look: "There are sculptures here."

The sculpture, which fell from nowhere, is four feet high, and the bottom has been broken.He Lingchuan turned it over and cleared off the sand and snow on it.

The sculpture has a lion head and a human body, but it is not in a prone position, but in a standing position.

From top to bottom, the whole body is a cylinder, and the hands are neatly placed by the side, which looks a little cute.

"This is the Wind Lion Lord, a custom handed down from the Misty Sect. Up to now, the villages and towns on the Galewind Tundra often place the Wind Lion Lord to drive away the wind and suppress evil spirits." The second head of the stone said, pointing to the terraced fields, "Look, Often seen around fields and buildings."

This is indeed the case. There are always sculptures of wind lion gods in the fields and near the bases of buildings, some standing upright and some crouching.Some of them seem to be placed on the ground at first glance, while others should have originally been seated on the roof.

And they usually come in pairs, one big and one small.

"After Misty Sect died, some people came here specially to steal the wind lion and put it back, and sometimes they sold it at a high price. I saw it in the market before, and it was only as big as a slap." The second master Shi patted the snow on his hat , "Oh, the small ones have been carried away, and all the ones left are the big ones that cannot be hugged."

He Lingchuan focused on the big hole in the mountainside.As I said before, there is a gap in this mountain. There is a huge stone gap that seems to run through from the mountainside to the foot of the mountain. The widest part of the opening reaches a foot, like the mouth of a monster. It is enough to stuff a few He Lingchuan into it. .

"Look at this." Master Shi Er grabbed a rock bigger than his fist and threw it towards the crevice.

Da da da, the stone rolled into the crack, silently.

There is not even an echo of a landing, which shows the depth of the stone crack.

"Huh?" Master Shi Er was a little surprised, and threw another stone down, still the same. "How is this going?"

"What are you performing?"

"It stands to reason that if the stone falls right above the crack, it will stop falling, and the wind blowing up from below will hold it up and make it keep rolling on the spot.

He pointed to the crack in the ground and said: "This is the source of the Meridian Divine Wind. Every hour, the wind coming out of the crack will increase, reaching its peak at midnight and midnight respectively, and then blowing out through the holes in the stone wall. , and did not stay on the mountainside.”

"I don't know why, but there is no wind coming out of the stone throwing this time. I have thrown it twice before, and it is clear that there are both."

He Lingchuan looked up at the entire mountain, and it seemed that the wind path had been planned from the beginning.

"It is said that the founder of Misty Peak established a sect here after he tamed the wind demon. With the protection of the wind demon, it is difficult for others to attack."

He Lingchuan nodded: "Treasure Tree King defeated the wind demon before he can take over the entire tundra."

He was a little disappointed.It seems that the ruins have survived the wind and snow for hundreds of years, received an unknown number of tourists, and left nothing useful.

As soon as this thought came to mind, my chest felt warm.

He couldn't help but be overjoyed:

Is the god bone necklace still a treasure here?

He Lingchuan walked around the ruins, judging the location of the so-called "treasure" based on the heat of the necklace.

But in the eyes of Master Shi Er, he was just wandering around.Most of the people who came to the Misty Sect ruins for the first time were like this.

However, He Lingchuan's face became more and more serious, because he had already discovered that the closer to the wide ground seam, the lower the heat of the necklace.

It wasn't until he went down and stood on the edge of the seam that the divine bones approached normal.

Isn't this shit?

He Lingchuan kicked a few more stones into the cracks in the ground, but there was still no echo for a long time.

Unfathomable.

And does the divine bone necklace require him to jump in like this?

Does this thing want to change its owner?

Seeing him standing on the edge of the crack in the ground and poking his head, Master Shi Er quickly reminded: "Brother He, be careful, if you fall in, you will lose all your bones."

He Lingchuan stretched out his hand and brushed against the seams of the ground a few times, then suddenly said: "You said, it's always windy here?"

"Yes." Master Shi Er said loudly, "The closer it is to midnight, the stronger the wind. You see, it is almost noon now, and there should be strong winds in this entire ruins and the entire mountainside." Not like now, just a breeze.

But He Lingchuan couldn't feel the wind coming from the cracks in the ground.

The air here seems to freeze.

Where did the perennial wind go?
Something is wrong.Even if there is no meridian kamikaze here, due to the temperature difference, there should be wind from the cracks normally.

Even if it is an underground karst cave, it is a summer resort with cool breeze blowing against your face all year round.

Only then did he suspect that someone was plotting against the guards here, and the entrance and exit of Meridian Kamikaze were abnormal?
Is it just a coincidence, or is it in line with the old saying:

If things go wrong, there must be...a demon?

He originally thought that if the people behind the scenes attacked the guards, they might find a way to knock down the rocks above the official road, causing the rocks to collapse.After all, this is the most effective way to win more with less, not to mention that those people have already used it once in Ping Shan, so they should be familiar with it again this time.

As for Fengmo Mountain, He Lingchuan originally thought it was just a base for observation.

After all, this dangerous peak is not connected to the Panshan official road on the opposite side, and there is a bottomless abyss in between. The people behind the scenes should not be able to attack from here.

But after seeing the abnormality of the ground seam, he felt that his estimate seemed to be off.

The overly calm seam, the wind without a trace, the former habitat of the wind demon, the feverish bone...

There was an impossible answer that emerged from the bottom of He Lingchuan's heart.

Is there something under here that sucks the wind away?

He didn't care about the heat warning from the divine bone necklace, and suddenly said to Master Shi Er, "Go to the sheep!"

"Ah? Oh." Just as Master Shi Er stretched out his hand, He Lingchuan lifted him into the back seat, and the blue sheep spread its hooves and ran to a high place.

　Happy New Year!Backstage received everyone's message, the first time there are so many.

Very moved.

Vision for 2023: Live well and write books well.

　
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