Emperor Shentongjian

Chapter 494 Political Council (46)

When He Yuntian saw Zhan Changfeng walk into the temple, his eyes flickered slightly, and he strode in, "I'll help."

The crowd couldn't stop them, they could only watch him go in.

Someone murmured, "Maybe there is an opportunity left by the gods inside, why don't we let us in."

Yu Sheng couldn't find anyone who said this sentence, but some people had already made a commotion because of this sentence.

"I would like to help the leader!"

"It's so dangerous inside, how can one or two people be enough?"

"Yeah, we should go in together!"

All the regiments were furious.

Yu Sheng sent a voice transmission to Gu Hanxing, "Gu Daoyou, the situation inside is not clear yet. If there are too many people, it will add to the chaos. You are the deputy head of the regiment, please appease the members first."

Gu Hanxing scratched his face with his fingers, he knows how to kill, but he has never learned how to appease him. He thought for a while and said, "Everyone in Hanshan is quiet. When the head of the group solves the people inside, the temple is ours. We will wait until then." Tan Tan, everyone has been together for so long, and we all know that the head of the group is not someone who will take it all alone."

Han Shan: That makes sense.

Han Shan became quiet, and the other corps became more chaotic. There was someone on Tongyuan's side ready to move, "Why didn't our regiment leader solve them."

"No, these guys are so annoying, can you send them out of the battlefield first!"

Tongyuan's deputy head, Yue Yao, said lightly, "The victory or defeat of this match rests with the three corps leaders. We just have to wait. Don't forget, we are participating in a wild battle. Don't lose the big because of small things. Just sit back and wait for nothing." Recite the Jingjing Sutra again, if anyone can't bear it, then just go, don't look for us whether you are dead or alive."

Some people hesitated, and some people really just saluted and went into the temple. Not many went, seven or nine.

Ming Yao asked, "What shall we do?"

"Anyway, we have formed an alliance with Han Shan, and we will do whatever they want." Bai Xunsha said rather bachelor.

Mingyao felt that after Ning Qiwu formed an alliance with Zhan Changfeng, they didn't have to think, tsk, forget it, Zhan Changfeng should help the leader, so they should not move.

Moreover, among the other armies, there are several powerful figures sitting here. If he and Bai Xunsha go to the temple, they might lose in the end.

The Xuechuan Corps has been hiding, and now it is quietly staying beside the Tongyuan Corps.

On the other side, only Lu Chen and Miaoxuan are left in the Zeyan Corps. They used to follow Tongyuan to act, but now some people can't sit still, "We have no chance of winning, why don't we go in and look for opportunities."

"There is still a possibility of victory, such as finding the god-given oracle of this temple."

After all, most people feel that it is more cost-effective to go in and have a break.

After discussing with Miaoxuan for a while, Lu Chen led the remaining members of the Zeyan Corps into the temple.

"Will they be detrimental to the leader?" Kang Zizhen asked coldly.

Yue Yao looked around, and only Sui Qinghan was the stronger one, "Fellow Daoist Qinghan, can you go in?"

Sui Qinghan nodded slightly, stood up and went in, but now Kangzi couldn't sit still, and then felt that he was holding back when he went in, so he settled down.

"Wait, did we forget something, the remnants of Fangcun Corps and Qingcang Corps?"

The two corps, which had lost their corps leaders, were watching from a distance. Seeing someone mentioning them at this time, they were alert.

Canglang is a sword cultivator of the Canghai faction in the mountain and sea world. He knew Kang Zizhen in the Tongyuan Corps. Sui Qinghan also knew Cen Xi in Hanshan. Guan Anshan, so he came out and said, "It seems that the first three disputes are no longer ours. Something happened, why don't you stay with us for a while, if something happens in the temple, we can help."

Yue Yao, Gu Hanxing, Bai Xunsha and the others didn't want to start a war without the commander of the regiment, so they asked Fang Cun and Qing Cang's monks to stay away and not allowed to enter the temple.

As time passed quietly, Shuo Prison said anxiously, "Several people went in from Xuancheng's side, don't we really need to send a few more people in?"

"This..." Gu Hanxing hesitated, if Zhan Changfeng hadn't stopped Wu Feiyu and clearly refused to let them in, he would have wanted to go in and have a look.

He joked, "Fellow Wu Daoist, if the leader doesn't let you in, you really won't go in?"

Wu Feiyu looked at him with a half-smile, "You can go in if you want."

Gu Hanxing can bend and stretch, "Then let's wait."

Wu Feiyushang focused her eyes and felt a little annoyed. Now the situation inside and outside has dangers that others did not expect. She doesn't want to care about people outside at all, but Zhan Changfeng refuses to let her go in with her, heh.

She glanced at the monks of Xuechuan Corps, sat down cross-legged and closed her eyes to meditate, a piece of Shadow Gu fell from the wide sleeves hanging down to the ground, dormant in the shadows of all regiment members.

The temple looked like it was only the size of a tavern, but inside it was another world. Once Zhan Changfeng entered, she was lost in the darkness. Her soul imprint seemed to be disturbed by something, and she couldn't transmit the image. I can walk in this empty space with my spiritual sense.

Gradually, a collapsed wall appeared in her consciousness. If she could see it, she would see that the darkness had disappeared, and the whole space was shrouded in dim light, like the gray before dawn.

As Xiao Yi said, this is indeed a ruin, with broken walls, collapsed stone houses, pillars made of round stones, strange patterns that are half hidden and half visible, and dust floating in the air that is motionless, as if sealed in A top secret place in a corner of time.

But it is so lacklustre, unless the ruins are still ruins, Zhan Changfeng tried to expand the scope of his consciousness, looking for the two people who came in front, but his consciousness was limited, and he could only sense things within one meter.

She opened her heart, but this opening was terrible, the heavy voice of dying was far and near, high and low, rushing to her heart, it seemed that in this space without any living things, people were everywhere and it was extremely crowded. .

But she can be sure that there are no ghosts here, which is the certainty of an earth soul cultivator.

Yuan force, pure yin force, and divine consciousness seem to be unreliable here. She used divine power and world power to protect her body, sensed those sounds with her heart, and found their source.

They are everywhere, in columns, in patterns on walls, under rubble, in every possible object.

It's tempting people to pick it up.

Zhan Changfeng realized that there were dangers everywhere, and changed his primary goal of finding the first two people to finding the exit.

A small stone rolled onto the flat floor, Xuancheng suddenly turned his head and stared behind the broken wall, "Is it you? I don't think this place is a place to decide the outcome."

"I thought the winner was already decided." The exit was not found, but one person was found first. Zhan Changfeng sensed that there was a complete mural behind him, "What's on it?"

Xuancheng was sure that she was really blind, turned her head and continued to look at the painted wall, "It should be the birth and development of a tribe, their totems seem to be related to water, and there are many water patterns in the painting."

He said flatly, "But it doesn't make sense. The internal situation of this temple should be like that in the age of the gods. How could there be a tribal picture of future generations."

"Maybe it was left by people from a certain tribe in the future generations who entered the Buzhou battlefield, or..." Zhan Changfeng said casually, "A certain dead world was divided into many parts and regarded as the Buzhou battlefield."

Speaking of water, Zhan Changfeng thought of the twelve totem poles around the Qingfu Temple and the dozen or so stone slabs in the Lufei Temple. Is there really such a tribe who left their totem traces here? On the battlefield?

What she cared more about was the voices covering the place, and the inexplicable strange energy that she felt from those members of the Xuechuan regiment.

Is the master of those voices attached to them?
(End of this chapter)