It was like night, the light was dim, and there was a dead silence all around, with a faint gray dance in the air.

Zhou Lin was very cautious, did not use his spiritual sense, looked at the edge, and could not see the reddish-brown Gobi at a glance, desolate and remote, with a dead and silent atmosphere, and did not see a trace of life.

"Where is this?"

"Could it be that the third volume of the Tao Sutra is here?"

Strong questions swirled in his mind, and he walked in one direction.

From the guidance of the two volumes of the Taoist Sutra to the discovery of that strange jade slip, which concealed the Big Dipper Fist fist and the golden Big Dipper Seven Star Map, the clue was interrupted here.

Finally cultivated the Big Dipper Divine Fist to the seventh layer to open the Seven Tricks Divine Mansion, and the Big Dipper Seven Star Diagram stimulated the opening of the teleportation channel, and the clues brought him here, which was a completely strange and mysterious place.

He sensed that there seemed to be a force guiding and arranging in the dark, and he did not know what this power was.

"What exactly? Is it a powerful backhand? ”

In the dantian, the two volumes of the Taoist scriptures did not react, and they were quietly floating in the dantian.

Maybe it's because the distance is not enough, maybe it's some other reason, and he can't sense the breath of the third volume for the time being, Zhou Lin's eyes are deep, "The truth will always be revealed." ”

Bypassing those tombstone-like boulders, Zhou Lin walked out, and by the faint light of the starlight, he clearly saw that those boulders were engraved with ancient characters, iron hooks and silver strokes, vigorous and powerful, majestic, with a strong iron-blooded atmosphere.

These characters are intricate and unreadable, they should have been carved a long time ago, and I don't know how many years they have existed, but they can go through the years and be immortal.

He stared at a boulder, trying to explore and discern the meaning of the fonts.

Airplanes!

There were many illusions in front of him, as if he was in a battlefield where angry horses were roaring, and he saw an old man pinching his sword fingers, and his battle intent rushed into the sky, stabbing into the sky outside the territory.

The outside of the territory is hazy, indistinguishable, there seem to be countless pairs of eyes staring here in the dark, he can feel an inexplicable sad atmosphere, he is clearly standing there, with a bystander's vision and mentality, but he is inexplicably affected, feeling the tragic and resolute mentality of the old man in his heart, although there are thousands of people.

I don't know how long it took, his mind returned, the illusion disappeared, he was cold, cold sweat was dripping, and he still maintained a posture of looking, staring at the ancient characters on the boulder.

He suddenly understood the meaning of these ancient words, and his gaze became complex and solemn, "It seems that the first feeling is right, these are the tombstones, which record the glorious battle." ”

With reverence and a heavy heart, one by one the boulders walked by, Zhou Lin's speed was very slow, and each boulder had to stare at for a long time.

There are a total of 135 pieces of this stele forest, which records the battles and lives of 135 peerless powerhouses.

After reading it, Zhou Lin was in a heavy mood, and the vicissitudes of life in his eyes flowed like a mountain pressing on his heart.

is young but has the vicissitudes of life, which shows what kind of visual impact he has experienced in this short period of time.

After a long time, his eyes cleared again, his heart made a decision, and his gaze became resolute, "If there really is that day, my choice will be the same as yours." ”

Turn around and leave.

The desolate Gobi was full of blood-colored gravel, and the piercing red blood stained Zhou Lin's eyes, and he knew that every piece of sand was a spilled blood solidified, representing the blood and anger of that battle.

Not far from the stele forest, half a miserable white skull was exposed in the gravel, Zhou Lin bent down to pick it up, it was obvious that this was an adult's skull, I don't know how many tens of thousands of years it has existed, the bone is still as smooth as jade, this should be the skull of a strong man, immortal after years of invasion, but it was thrown here at will.

Zhou Lin stared at its frontal bone, there was a round hole on it, the thickness of his fingers, like a scar pierced by a sharp weapon, and the round hole was extremely flat around it.

That's the fatal wound.

"A strong man with bones like jade all over his body was actually pierced through the center of his eyebrows, what happened here back then?"

Zhou Lin glanced around again, the desolate and silent Gobi looked full of unknowns and variables, like a terrifying beast that chose people to devour.

The unfamiliar environment and uncertain factors made him feel cold.

"What's up ahead?"

Zhou Lin felt that he had embarked on a bloody ancient road, and there was a killing opportunity every step of the way.

Under the night sky, seven big stars were shining, and he looked up and asked himself, "Big Dipper, what are you bringing me here for?" ”

The sky was speechless, and the starry sky still had no answer.

By the faint light, he could faintly see a low, undulating black shadow in front of him, like a large pile of rocks connected together, uneven and intertwined.

Since he came, he always had to face it, and Zhou Lin rushed forward.

The black shadow became real, and the sight was a ruin, a ruined wall, and a piece of rubble, as if it was silently telling an unknown past.

Under the night moon, lonely and desolate, once supposed to be a continuous stretch of magnificent palaces, now it is a bleak scene.

The ruins cover a large area, and the remaining foundations are all made of huge stones, and there are magic circles engraved on them, which can withstand the invasion of time, and you can imagine the majesty and vastness of this palace in those days.

"Huh? There's light ahead? Is it .....?"

Looking through the ruins, behind a broken wall at the end, there was a faint flickering light, this light was too dazzling, like a lighthouse in the dark night, even if it was far away, it could be easily seen.

"Check it out."

No matter what, he must first find out the secrets of the world in front of him, find the purpose of the Big Dipper Chart to bring him here, and maybe the way back is there.

Airplanes!

Just as Zhou Lin was about to set foot in the ruins, everything changed.

The splendid palace rose from the ground, and the whole world became bright, exuding a golden brilliance, and countless figures shuttled through it, and everyone's face was beaming.

For a moment, he seemed to be in the fairy palace, there were fairies in the sky scattering flowers, the smile was sweet and intoxicating, in the palace, the fairy king feasted guests, and the people who came and went were invincible kings with strong breath.

"This ..... Is this what this palace used to be? ”

Zhou Lin was dumbfounded, one moment it was still a ruin, and the next moment it was like entering a fairy palace banquet, the impact of that kind of picture was too strong, and he was completely stunned.

Of all the light, there was one that was exceptionally bright, and he remembered that it was the source, so he walked forward.

The crowd was noisy, as if they were saying something, everyone's expressions were so real, there was a strong immortal king greeting him, with a smile on his face.

In the distance, a fairy was peeping at him, whispering, looking forward to it, Xia Fei's cheeks, and the girl's shyness was revealed.

If it weren't for the deep memory of the ruins before, he really couldn't believe that the scene he saw in front of him was all fake.

Only that light is real.

He was amazed at the number of faces he had seen as he walked through the palace, and they were all greeting him like familiar friends.

Across the entire palace, Zhou Lin walked towards the only light in his field of vision.

Airplanes!

It's like experiencing a dream, returning to the ruins from prosperity again, looking back, where there are any fairy kings, where there are still palace maids, everything is an illusion, only a few withered yellow grass in the corner of the wall witnesses the desolation of the ruins in the cold wind.

"Is it just a fantasy?"

Zhou Lin muttered to himself, his eyes looked at the end of the ruins, behind the broken wall, there was a touch of warmth shining, like hope.

(End of chapter)