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Under the leadership of Shangguan, Zhang Ruochen and others soon came to the sacred mountain in the center of the Shusheng Palace.
As the Kunlun world recovers, this sacred mountain has undergone a corresponding change. Not only is the mountain becoming more and more majestic, but the key is to spray a lot of heaven and earth, making the entire sacred palace become A rare place to practice.
The sacred mountains are densely covered with lush vegetation, and there are many elixir growing, and even the presence of holy medicine.
Some quaint pavilions are hidden in the mountains and are perfectly integrated with the holy mountain itself.
There are not many people in the entire Shangguan family who are qualified to be on the holy mountain and have a place of cultivation.
The top of the holy mountain is a forbidden place. It is the place where the Shangguan residence lives. It is not allowed, even if it is the owner of the Shangguan family, the Shangguan family.
"His Royal Highness, the ancestors are on the top of the mountain."Shangguan is quite respectful.
Zhang Ruochen nodded and said: "There is work!"
There is a special ban on the sacred mountain. The average person can't fly in the air, but obviously it is impossible to restrict Zhang Ruchen and others.
Immediately, Zhang Ruochen and others vacated and flew to the top of the mountain at an extremely fast speed.
Shangguanyu looked up and looked up at Zhang Ruochen's gradually rising figure. He did not leave. If the ancestors had any instructions, he could do it in time.
At this moment, it is noon, the sun is empty, and the top of the mountain is haunted like a fairyland.
In an instant, Zhang Ruochen is locked in the Shangguan.
The figure flashed and seven people landed on a cliff.
There is an ancient pine growing on the edge of the cliff. It is so vigorous that I have been rooted in it for many years. The trunk is twisted and twisted like a dragon.
Under the ancient pine, there is a stone platform, and a set of tea sets are placed on the stone bench. A person sits in front of the stone bench, holding a small tea bowl in his hand, and the hot air is dissipated from the tea bowl.
The breeze blew, and a faint tea fragrance filled the air.
Sitting in front of Shitai is a white-haired old man, very elegant, with a temperament of the great Confucianism, and even more arrogant.
The white-haired old man is ruddy, his body is not suffocating, his body shape is not tall, but it gives people a sense of calmness like a mountain.
“Student Zhang Ruochen, I have seen the teacher.”
Zhang Ruochen stepped forward and bowed to the white-haired old man.
In the past 800 years, the Shangguan Temple has not changed much. It is as elegant and calm as it used to be, and it has a kind of respectable majesty.
Zhang Ruochen has been able to confirm at the moment that when he attacked the Lingwang Temple, the Confucian and Taoist sage in the Dragon Pavilion was the Shangguan.
"Too Fu, I haven't seen you for many years, you haven't changed."
Confucius is also going forward.
In the past, she also studied with Shangguan, who is also a student of Shangguan.
It was only after the destruction of the Holy Ming that the Shangguan became the sacred king of the imperial court. It was regarded as a traitor by many old departments of the Holy Land, and Kong Lanyi never saw it again. This is the past eight hundred years.
Eight hundred years, it is already a short period of time. The old people of the past have not had much left.
Shangguan Yu put down the tea bowl in his hand, and his face smiled with kindness and sly smile. He said, "Come and come and sit with me and talk to me."
Zhang Ruochen and Kong Lanqi did not hesitate. They got up straight and went to sit in front of Shitai.
Mu Lingxi, Mingjiang Wang, Jin Yu, Luo Chen and Leopard Lie also came forward and each sat down.
Fortunately, Shitai is big enough, and there are quite a few seats around, otherwise they can only stand.
Shangguan 阙 raised the teapot and poured a bowl of tea for Zhang Ruochen and others.
Some of the Mingjiang Kings are cold and cold: "On the Shangguan Temple, your days are a good day. The imperial court of the imperial court, the status is honorable. I don't want me to wait for the thief of Shengming. I can only hide in Tibet."
"It’s been eight hundred years, why should Wang Ye be so stunned and make such a choice, it’s not what I want.”Shangguan is very sighing.
Mingjiang Wang’s tone is still not good: “Can someone still force you to fail?”
Shangguan is only shaking his head, but he does not want to say anything. It seems that there is something unspeakable.
Mingjiang Wang Xinsheng was angry and said: "What are you shaking your head? If anything is said, it is straightforward to say that what is necessary to hide now? "
"Some things are far more complicated than the princes you imagined."Shangguan sighed.
Even if Mingjiang Wang wants to say something, he still hasn't said it yet. Zhang Ruochen will open it first: "Uncle Huang, you don't have to worry about this. Since the teacher doesn't want to say it, we can't force it."
Wen Yan, Ming Jiang Wang no longer said anything, although he is Zhang Ruochen's elders, but now he is everything to Zhang Ruochen.
Zhang Ruochen turned to look up the bureaucrats, quite serious: "Teacher, we are here, I want to know some truths about 800 years ago, I hope you can tell the truth."
Shangguan sipped a cup of tea and whispered: "Want to ask, ask."
Although it is a hot sun at the moment, it can be breezy on the top of the mountain, but it seems very cool, without the slightest heat.
Zhang Ruochen reveals the serious color and said: "The teacher, as a member of the Dragon Pavilion, should have seen the father before the father disappeared. Can you know where the father and the emperor went?"
"Yes, before the palace was changed, all of our members of the Dragon Pavilion had indeed been summoned by the majesty, but Her Majesty did not tell us where he would go."Shangguan replied.
Zhang Ruochen frowned slightly, and even the Dragon Pavilion did not know the whereabouts of the Emperor. I am afraid that he really went to the Western Heavens for verification.
Slightly addicted, Zhang Ruochen continued to ask: "Why did the father want to order the Dragon Pavilion to cast the altar? What is the real role of the altar? What is the significance of preserving those holy souls? Also, where is the altar now? ”
The altar is a treasury of the sacred, cast, and it is no small feat.
Zhang Ruochen also learned some things about the altar from the Shenjian Holy Land not long ago. Unfortunately, Lu Huaiyu simply did not know the true secret of the altar.
The officer que stood up and turned toward the cliff, looking at the clouds surging under the cliff, slowly said: "In fact, even I do not fully understand the secrets of the altar, but, according to His Majesty, we have kept the sacred souls of the vast majority of the Saints who died in the Kunlun field in the altar for hundreds of years, so that their souls do not dissipate. , perhaps, in exceptional circumstances, they can all be resurrected. ”
"The original altar was placed in the holy land of the Excalibur. Before the Hells attacked the altar of heaven and earth, we transferred the altar to the burial mountain range with the orders of two golden beasts."
Wen Yan, Kong Lanqi and others can not help but reveal a shocked expression, although the Kunlun world has been declining, but still a lot of saints have been born, hundreds of years, there will be a large number of saints will die, you can imagine that the holy The holy soul preserved in the altar is definitely quite a lot.
If those saints can really resurrect, it will undoubtedly be a very powerful force.
In fact, Kong Lanxi knew the existence of the altar very early, and knew that the altar could preserve the Holy Spirit, but did not know what the purpose of preserving the Holy Spirit was. She once asked Lu Yuanzhi, but unfortunately failed to get an answer. .
Now I want to come. If I really know the secrets of the altar, I am afraid that only the two golden beasts, the Emperor’s trust in them is better than anyone.
“Why do you want to send the altar to the burial mountains? What is there? ”Zhang Ruochen’s doubtful color is very puzzled.
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