Carefully told the middle-aged priest not to let Ao Buzun and the dragon python sisters get hurt a little, and emphasized that Ao Buzun and the two dragon pythons were not allowed to make trouble in their absence, and said a lot of nonsense, and Beg really walked into the secret hall under the leadership of a few white-clothed priests.

Just like the feeling that the Babel Tower of Jade gave to Beggar, the style in the Dayu Secret Hall was yīnsen, dark, and full of suffocating and oppressive atmosphere. Walking along the long road, every step seems to be stepping on history, every step seems to have stepped through the torrent of time, don't beg can not describe their feelings, only feel that everything is like a dream and not very real.

On the walls of the road along the way, countless patterns are carved, many of which are familiar stories. When the white-robed priests saw that Beg was interested in these carved stories, they were very interested in explaining the details of these stories to him.

From Pangu opening the world, to the creation of people by the Wa Emperor, to Dayu's control of the water and killing the world's jīng monsters, all kinds of stories are extremely familiar. But the stories told on these carved patterns are not quite the same as what Beg knows, and the details are debatable.

Injected into Pangu to open the world, don't beg to know the story, Pangu is the first creature between heaven and earth, he opened up the world because of loneliness. But the carving of Pangu Kaitian here is very puzzled - Pangu stands in a hazy mist, holding a big axe and stepping on a huge lotus platform, but in the fog in the distance, there are still countless people faintly, and they seem to be watching the spectacular scene of Pangu opening up the world.

And the story of the Wa Emperor's creation of man is even more different. What Beg knows is that Nuwa kneaded into a human form according to her own appearance, mixing the soil with innate water. But here, it is the many ancient great sages who use the jīng blood of countless divine beasts as materials, smelt the jīng blood of all divine beasts and divine birds with boundless mana, and then use the rest of the soil as the foundation, and use the innate water to combine the jīng blood of the fusion into a human form. What the Wa Huang clan did was to take out countless jīng spirits from a strange-shaped tripod and integrate them into the human body.

The ancient sages cast the human body, and the Wa Huang clan injected the soul into the human race.

Vaguely, Beg felt that this story was consistent with the records in some scattered ancient books circulating on the earth, and in those records, it was also Nuwa's seventy-two changes to create humans, and it was a human being created by joining forces with the ancient gods.

As for the story of Dayu's water control, it makes Don't beg even more entangled. In the historical records on earth, Dayu is the ancestor of the Xia Dynasty, but here, Dayu is one of the eighteen meritorious saint emperors of the Dayu Dynasty. The great flood he governed was not a natural disaster, but a man-made catastrophe caused by some powerful beings from outside the world who invaded the world opened up by the Pangu Great Sage.

Dayu's merit was to lead the Dayu Dynasty, which had just taken shape at that time, to reorganize the armament, and to join forces with the immortals who had just formed the climate to kill those foreign beings one by one. Later, in order to suppress some of the powerful creatures that could not be killed in those foreign existences, Dayu extracted nine dragon veins on the Pangu Continent that were said to be the vertebrae of the Pangu Great Sage, and cast Jiuding to suppress those terrible creatures.

Along the way, don't beg to hear dumbfounded. He vaguely felt that these myths and stories that were very different from the ones he knew might be the truth of history! Dayu had a long history since ancient times, all kinds of classics and documents were well preserved, and there were institutions like the Secret Temple that were specifically responsible for inheriting these histories, and what these white-clothed priests said should be the real history.

Whispering, Beg followed the white-clothed priests along the Yongdao, there are countless forks along the way, each fork is the general height, the average length, the general light, and there are countless ** prohibitions and space partitions on the road, Rao is Beggar's current cultivation, with his divine sense, he can't remember the road that these white-clothed priests took him through.

In short, they walked forward for more than two hours, and with their foot strength and the various strange arrangements and teleportation arrays along the way, they were afraid that they had already walked tens of thousands of miles away. Beg didn't even dare to be sure if he was still in the mountain behind the entrance just now, because there were dozens of teleportation arrays that seemed to break through the void extremely far away, and he didn't know where he was.

After tossing for a long time, a moist pearl light suddenly shone in front of them, and Beqi and his party walked out of the dark and depressing Yongdao and came to an old dark yellow bronze door. It is surrounded by heavy mountain rocks, and thousands of fist-sized night pearls are inlaid on the top of the high rocks, illuminating the small square with a radius of dozens of acres in front of this gate.

In front of the huge bronze door, dozens of priests with black sè trimmed sleeves sat neatly on the ground. The priests were like zombies without the slightest breath, and Beggars could not hear their heartbeats or bloodstreams. They were supposed to be alive, but they had used some wonderful secret method to put themselves into some kind of deep hibernation, really like zombies in coffins.

Walking past these priests, they came to the huge bronze door, and a white-clothed priest who led the way reached out and pressed a few stars on the bronze door, and the bronze door, which was 100 zhang high and 10 zhang wide, slowly rose upward. A cold air flowed out from behind the bronze door, and there was a faint fragrance in the cold air, and Beg recognized the smell of 'blue-veined thousand leaf grass' specially used to preserve the bamboo slips and prevent them from rotting.

Looking up at the slowly rising bronze door, I couldn't help but be speechless. This bronze door is 100 zhang high and 10 zhang wide, but it is 10 miles thick! Where is this door, it is clearly a copper pillar that is lowered horizontally, and it is densely covered with countless runes, and it is also inlaid with a large number of tortoise shells, jewels, crystals, jade, and other things, which obviously have their own wonderful uses.

Several of the white-clad priests opened the door, and they did not go in, but motioned to Beg to let him in alone.

On the other side of the portal, an old man in a white sè robe was already waiting there. The old man was nine feet tall, tall and thin like a bamboo pole, and his white robe was embroidered with six small Babel towers with black sè thread on the sleeves, and a large star pattern was embroidered on his chest with pale silver sè thread. The six Babel Towers represent the strength of this old man's high priest of Babel, and his cultivation is enough to compete with the four pins of Taiyi. And the star pattern on his chest indicates that this old man is majoring in the secrets of the Heavenly Star Change, various formations, etc., and it also means that this old man is a member of the Secret Palace.

In the star pattern on the old man's chest, the North Star near the Big Dipper is a faint golden sè. Beg couldn't help but shrink his pupils when he saw this pattern, how important the North Star is in the Zhou Tian astrology, this pale gold sè North Star pattern obviously represents the status of the old man in the Yantian Temple.

A white-clothed priest beside him whispered, "This is the Lord of the Yuchen Palace, the first hall master of the Yantian Palace. ”

The Lord of the Yuchen Palace, the First Hall Master of the Yantian Palace, the people of the Yu Family, the people of the Liangzhu Yu Family, and the people of the Liangzhu Jade Family, Bei Qi's mind instinctively flashed Yuchen's face, and he gestured to several white-clothed priests beside him, and then his figure flashed in front of Yuchen.

Yuchen, who was a head taller than Beqi, looked condescendingly at Beqi, who was clasping his fists and saluting, and said lightly: "Yuwei is the cloud grandson of the old man's relatives, Yuhuai is the ear grandson of the old man's relatives, and Yu Hao is the gray grandson of the old man." Are you Tan Lang?"

Don't look at Yuchen blankly, the current head of the Zhongzhou Yu family, Yu Ji, is Yuchen's Yunsun?

Yuchen, the son of Yuchen, then the grandson, the great-grandson, the great-grandson, the grandson, the grandson of Yun. Should Beg be amazed that Yuchen's generation is too old, or should he mourn for Yuchen that his generation is too young? As far as Beqi is concerned, Yuchen is already an old monster-level old man, but he is Yuchen's Yunsun! This generation is really amazing.

Respectfully bowed to Yuchen, and said in a deep voice: "The junior Tan Lang has seen Yu Lao!"

The corners of Yuchen's mouth opened to reveal a hint of a smile, and he pointed to the bronze door behind Bebeg, and the huge portal fell silently. He turned around and whispered, "Come with the old man." Your Majesty is too stingy to let you choose the three scrolls of array diagram classics at will. Hey, if you really have an understanding of the Dao, what if the old man will give you a copy of all the classics of the Yantian Temple?"

Snorted coldly, Yuchen said proudly with his hands behind his back: "If you are a fool, you can't even pass the old man's test, even if you have Your Majesty's will, you don't want to get the slightest benefit from Yantian Palace." ”

Yuchen wants to study his own formation cultivation, Bei Qi smiled slightly, and said with a little reserve and a little cautious: "But follow the will of the old man." ”

Follow Yuchen on foot, and go straight down the road for hundreds of miles, and a huge underground space appears in front of him. In a space with a radius of more than 1,000 miles and a height of tens of miles, countless neat and tidy halls have been built. All the halls are in the same shape, suspended in mid-air according to the star map of the stars in the sky, and they are slowly moving in mid-air with the change of the starry sky.

All the halls here are the same in size and appearance, and if outsiders come here, they can't find which of these halls is the key place of the Yantian Temple.

On the rock walls around this space, countless small grottoes that can only be used are dug densely, and now in some of the grottoes, white-clothed priests of all ages are sitting in them, holding arithmetic chips and other calculation tools in their hands.

There was not a single noise in the huge space, only occasionally some of the priests' calculations collided with each other, or some other tools such as tortoise shells and jade plates were thrown by these priests, and a few crisp sounds would be made.

In addition to the priests who were in retreat on the rock walls, under the countless floating palaces, on the flat ground, there were also a large group of priests gathered together, using jade carving knives to sketch something on the ground. At a glance, on the flat ground within a radius of thousands of miles, I don't know how many white-robed priests are sketching various formations and stars on the ground.

Yuchen turned to look at Beggar, he said in a low voice with a strange smile: "The old man will find you three opponents, they are all formation masters with the apprenticeship status of Yantian Palace, if you can beat them in the formation path, the old man will personally copy a copy of all the classics of Yantian Palace with you!"

With a strange laugh, Yuchen tilted his head and snorted coldly: "If you lose, the old man will beat you all the way out from here, can any waste of the old man's time?"

Don't beg for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Just follow the old jade!"

If the apprentices of the Yantian Temple can't win, don't beg really have no face to live.