Emperor Shentongjian

Chapter 679
What kind of clues did those big forces really get from the ruins, how could they not take the clues away?

Even so, Zhan Changfeng wanted to give it a try.

If she wants to find something, it won't be very difficult. After reaching the Realm of Life and Death, even if she doesn't use the Thousand Streams Technique, she can see the truth of thousands of miles with the eyes of nothingness.

In less than an hour, she explored two ruins that were still exposed on the ground. The ruins have long been eroded beyond recognition, but from its foundations, trenches, and ancient broken artifacts wrapped in soil, she can also understand the disappearance. What period is civilization in and what are its characteristics of life?

She discovered many unfamiliar things from the exposed ruins, so that she couldn't immediately think of suitable words to describe them, but judging from the unusually sound and exquisite underground drainage channels, this civilization should be biased toward people with high intelligence mortal.

The site where Zhan Changfeng is currently located covers a radius of hundreds of miles. It is the former site of a small settlement. She found a river nearby that has not changed much. A relatively complete building complex can be seen in the forest.

The stone houses are covered with ivy, and weeds and bushes grow on the road. In the center, there is a towering building that has been dilapidated but can still be seen to be majestic. Green shade covered half of it.

Zhan Changfeng landed and looked at it. Compared with other ruins, the building materials here are obviously stronger. When other ruins are eroded into soil, they can still maintain their appearance for a long time.

The consciousness extends to every corner. Strangely, some remnants of utensils or vague patterns can be found in the first few small ruins, but here, except for the superficial buildings, all the characteristic things are Gone, like an empty shell of no value.

"Even the murals have been erased." Zhan Changfeng walked out of the majestic building and stepped onto the open-air staircase next to it. This 72-step staircase leads to its flat roof.

At the entrance of the stairway are two stone statues lying on the ground. They were originally supposed to be human bodies and snake faces holding spears. However, they may have been destroyed unintentionally or intentionally. The spear of one stone statue was broken and half buried in the soil, and the other stone statue Broken half of the head.

Zhan Changfeng took two or three steps, then stepped back, and carefully looked at the two stone statues. They stood with their legs apart, and their hands were slightly opened. One hand was holding a spear, and the other was facing upwards.

This posture is not the posture of a guard. If it is a guard, the other hand should be close to the side of the leg.

If it is a kind of generous welcome, the palm of the hand should be facing outward, but it seems to be holding something.

Zhan Changfeng touched its palm, feeling a little greasy. Looking into its body with the eyes of nothingness, he saw a tube of ointment.

The design of the ancient lamp holder is very interesting. Zhan Changfeng casually attracts a flame and puts it in the palm of the stone statue. The flame swells with the help of ointment.

Two phantoms with snake-faced human bodies came out of the stone statue, holding a spear in one hand and catching fire in the other, a majestic breath of majesty hit the face, and the sound of bells and drums suddenly rang.

Zhan Changfeng looked at the stairway behind them, which originally had only 72 steps leading to nothingness.

"What is this?"

The two phantoms stood still, turning a deaf ear to her question.

After thinking about it, she put down the white fox. If something happened to her, it could still notify others to come to rescue her.

Zhan Changfeng stepped up the stairway step by step, the sound of ancient bells and drums became louder and louder, and there were auspicious clouds and rays of light under her feet, as if she was about to fly away.

It turned out to be the way of God.

Only Shinto monks can walk the path of God.

Simply, there are no special obstacles on this road to God, just go to the end.

The higher Zhan Changfeng walked, the louder the majestic bells and drums rang, and after three quarters it almost resounded throughout the world, like a war song, sweeping blood and fire across the entire secret realm, igniting raging blood.

"What happened?"

"Has any treasure been born?"

The eyes of the monks looking for opportunities in various places in the secret realm lit up with excitement, and they quickly followed the source of the sound.

At that time, Zhan Changfeng's feet trembled, and behind the cloud and mist, there was a huge monster descending like a god, as if something was pressing on the top of everyone's heads, and the monks who turned into light spurted a mouthful of blood, and all fell to the ground. not excluded.

Some people got up from the wet ground, some were half-submerged in the lake, some opened their mouths, and were not in the mood to wipe the blood flowing from the corners of their mouths.

But they all looked up at the vision in the sky!
It was a temple, with 72 relief columns standing on the spire, arches, and verandah, as if a giant standing upright supported the entire temple!
"The temple is born!" The white-haired old man's eyes were shocked, and he quickly ran to the distant temple, and the temple that had been missing for thousands of years was born!

"Damn it!" A big man raged and smashed the stone at hand. Under the pressure of the temple, he couldn't fly or run away. He was at least seven or eight thousand miles away from the temple. When he arrived, he might even be scum. There are no more.

As many people are tempted, there are as many people running wildly on the road, as many people meet on a narrow road, there is no word of humility in front of chance, no matter whether he has knots before, he just finds an excuse to fight, if there is one less opponent, it is one.

As the person closest to the temple, Zhan Changfeng raised his eyebrows lightly, how could he not be able to get in, what else was missing?
She stood on the porch of the temple and looked down, and her eyes fell through the clouds and rays of light to the flat roof of the towering building, which was covered with moss.

This building should be a temple, and the flat land next to this sacred road is probably an altar.

The reason is nine out of ten, because the inside and outside of the building here, the meaningful patterns have been erased, just looking at the flat ground, there is no texture characteristic that an altar should have.

In addition, Shinto beliefs have been shown in the human world in ancient times, and the witches in the world can understand the divine will. Before listening to the oracle, they will go through a ceremony.

The divine path and temple in front of her may not be fully opened until she is under that complete set of sacrifices.

it's a pity.

Zhan Changfeng could probably guess that those traces were erased by the group of people who first discovered the temple. Maybe they didn't want to show the clues about the temple to others, and for some reason they didn't find the way to the gods.

The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, her eyes were indifferent, and she walked down the divine way slowly, her wide sleeves swung open, and the two dilapidated stone statues were put into her sleeves, and the divine path and the divine temple disappeared behind her.

There was a hint of coldness in the air. The green-robed man wearing a bamboo hat pointed one foot at the crown of the tree fluttering in the wind, holding a sword in his arms, with an expression as calm as water. Only his eyes showed when he saw the Zhan Changfeng coming down and the temple disappearing. Somewhat surprised.

"What's the fun, let me join in!" The fat monk with a bald head was wearing a brown monk's robe, with his breasts exposed, a string of large Buddhist beads hanging around his neck, and a string of small Buddhist beads in his hands. Maitreya in the temple is still celebrating, and he is still a supernatural power, second only to the top ten supernatural powers in the mountain and sea world.

(End of this chapter)