I, the deposed prince, signed in the imperial mausoleum for a thousand years

Even from a distance, there is a special quaint charm.

Many of the other ruins have become ruins, and the ground is full of ruins.

But the building halfway up the mountain was not damaged at all.

However, at this time, the place up the mountain was guarded not by Jun Changye, but by a group of soldiers from the ancient holy pilgrimage.

"What does Gugan Holy Dynasty mean? Do you want to monopolize the treasures inside?"

"Although the Gugan Sacred Dynasty is the closest to this place, this is not the territory of the Gugan Sacred Dynasty. It's a bit too greedy for you to do this!"

"..."

Seeing this, many monks who searched here all the way were very dissatisfied.

Although the Gugan Dynasty is powerful, Zhongzhou is dominated by dragons and tigers, and not all monks are afraid of them.

Here, is the real ability to speak.

After all, Zhongzhou is really too big, even if he kills the people of Gugan Sacred Dynasty, at worst, he can just find a place to hide.

It is not that simple to find it in the Gugan pilgrimage.

"Cough cough..."

Hearing these voices of discussion, an ancient pilgrim standing at the foot of the mountain coughed lightly.

Blessed by spiritual energy, his voice clearly reached everyone's ears, it was deafening.

There was an instant silence.

"The building on the mountainside is the place where a certain strong man once incarnated. It has a special Tao rhyme. If you are not careful, there is a risk of going mad."

The elder Gu Gansheng said slowly: "That's why I was ordered to be here to prevent you from going up the mountain."

After a pause, he continued: "However, if anyone's strength is higher than mine, they can directly enter it."

He's not talking nonsense.

The building on the mountainside is indeed more dangerous.

But he prevented other monks from entering, not because of kindness, mainly because those who went crazy and lost their way would delay the enlightenment of the crown prince and others of the Gugan Holy Dynasty.

"Boom boom..."

While speaking, the old man of the ancient Qian Dynasty showed the strength of the fifth level of Wuji Realm.

The powerful coercion erupting from his body made the monks here suddenly turn pale and feel the huge pressure.

In an instant, the place became completely quiet, no one was the old man's opponent, for fear of provoking the other party and being crushed to death like ants.

As for Qin Feng, he ignored the old man and walked straight towards the mountainside.

Even if he is just a clone, he is not comparable to a monk at the fifth level of Wuji Realm.

"Ok?"

The old man looked at Qin Feng approaching, a little surprised.

Because although Qin Feng was wearing a black robe and looked quite mysterious, he didn't have the aura of a strong man on his body.

It doesn't look like a top martial arts expert.

"Boom boom..."

After pondering for a while, the elders of the Gugan Sacred Dynasty deliberately concentrated their powerful coercion on Qin Feng.

I want to see Qin Feng's reaction.

However, Qin Feng was still completely unmoved, and soon passed him by, walking along the bluestone steps towards the halfway up the mountain.

"There are many hermits in Zhongzhou, but why does this guy feel a little strange?" the old man from the Gugan Holy Dynasty murmured suspiciously.

However, his mission was to stop these relatively weak monks. Since Qin Feng was strong enough, he didn't bother.

"The guys from the Gugan Holy Dynasty are really watching people order dishes!" The other monks were very dissatisfied when they saw this.

But there is no way, no one dares to break through.

Soon, Qin Feng climbed up the long bluestone steps and came to the halfway up the mountain.

The scene in front of me was very desolate. Although there were a few quaint buildings standing, the ground was full of weeds.

Withered vines, old trees and dark crows, and the blood-colored setting sun, it looked lifeless.

In most people's minds, the place where masters live in seclusion is like a paradise, but the atmosphere here is completely opposite.

At this time, Qin Feng looked at the scene in front of him, and for a moment, he felt as if he had traveled through the river of time.

"This place has such a lonely and desolate feeling, not only because it has been abandoned for too long, but also because the power and secret techniques practiced by the strong man have affected the Dao Yun here."

Qin Feng secretly said in his heart.

At this time, there are more than ten figures here.

Either a saint child level person, or an elder or patriarch of a certain sect family, all of them are of extraordinary status.

Among them, the most conspicuous one is none other than the Ancient Sage Son of the Valley of Myriad Tribulations.

Although he was suppressing it deliberately, the aura that was naturally exuded from his body still made everyone here feel a huge sense of oppression.

Even, where he was, within a radius of half a foot, the spiritual energy between the heaven and the earth was uncontrollably violent.

Some of these people were watching the pitch-black stele standing here.

Some are looking at the weird patterns on the buildings.

"Does the saint have any insight?"

The ancient holy son of the Valley of Myriad Tribulations looked at the holy maiden of Yaochi who was observing the pitch-black stele, and asked slowly.

"No."

The Saintess of Yaochi smiled wryly and shook her head, saying: "The engraved characters on it are too ancient, and have no similarity with any kind of inscriptions that have been handed down to the present.

I'm so ignorant that I don't understand it at all. "

Although all the mysterious and complicated inscriptions she saw before have been lost.

But most of them can find similarities with the current text, and then deduce the interpretation.

But the writing on the stone tablet standing here is very strange, as if it appeared out of thin air.

"This ruin is a bit strange."

The Crown Prince of the Gugan Sage Dynasty frowned slightly, and said: "Until now, no one knows what kind of sect Hunyuanzong is, and it doesn't exist in any ancient records.

But the various treasures in this ruins prove that the former Hunyuanzong was definitely a very powerful sect, and it is impossible to be so obscure. "

He thought this was where Hunyuanzong was located.

And if he knew that the ruins in this mountain range were only the place where an elder or deacon of Hunyuanzong lived, he would be even more shocked.

"It's really a bit strange." The Old Sage Son of the Valley of Myriad Tribulations looked around and said.

He proclaimed himself more than 20 years ago, but in his time, he had never heard of Hunyuanzong.

Hunyuanzong really seemed to appear out of thin air.

"Anyway, there is such a strong residual dao rhyme in the heaven and earth here, which proves that there was an extremely strong man sitting here in the past."

The saintess of the Yuhua Sect said slowly with some anticipation: "If you study hard, you might be able to gain something."

"If you can understand the inscription on it, and cooperate with the comprehension of the remaining Dao rhyme in the world, you may be able to gain something."

The saintess of Yaochi couldn't help but shook her head: "But I can't even understand the inscriptions. It's too difficult to comprehend it out of thin air."