Chapter 324
"Master..." This time, Jun Jiuxiao raised his voice, but there was still no response.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead, dragged his legs that weighed more than a thousand pounds forward, pushed open Jun Wuqi's cave, and there was only a stone table inside.
There was a piece of paper on the stone table, with only the word "kill" written on it. The murderous intent between the lines was revealed. It was the handwriting of his master, and Jun Jiuxiao could see it.
"What happened? Why is everything so strange?"
"What happened to Xuantian Holy Land? Why is Xuantian Holy Land gone?"
"And Master, why are all the ancestors gone?"
Jun Jiuxiao couldn't figure it out. He felt that all of this was a lie. He was sure that he had entered the "Tao" of the peach tree, but his intuition told him that all of this was true.
He began to search Xuantian Peak, but found no one. He ran to the place where the ancestors were in seclusion, and there was only a ruin here.
He shouted at the top of his lungs, "Ancestors, where are you?"
No one responded to Jun Jiuxiao.
"What's going on? Calm down. All this is just the 'Tao' of the Peach Tree Spirit." Jun Jiuxiao kept comforting himself in his heart.
He simply left Xuantian Peak and went to see other places in the Holy Land.
Jun Jiuxiao first went to Qianyuan Peak where the Great Elder was. There was nothing similar to what he remembered. Only a ruin was left.
He ran towards other peaks. Without exception, all the peaks turned into ruins.
Jun Jiuxiao stood on the territory of Zaiyi Peak. This was where he first met Ji Lanqing. It was also a ruin.
"Go back to Xuantian Peak, yes, go back to Xuantian Peak." Jun Jiuxiao stopped halfway through his run. Why was he so uncalm? This was not like him.
"No, no, this is not right." But before Jun Jiuxiao could think more, Xuantian Peak began to collapse.
Jun Jiuxiao seemed to have insufficient brains. He had only one thought in his mind, to hurry back to Xuantian Peak. He had to hurry back to Xuantian Peak, otherwise it would be too late for anything.
He ran at full speed, but halfway through the run, Xuantian Peak collapsed into ruins.
"No...!!! Don't...!!!" Jun Jiuxiao shouted at the top of his lungs.
Then, he felt something was wrong again. What was going on? Why was he so confused?
He wanted to calm down, but his mind seemed out of control, and his body was out of control. He ran towards Xuantian Peak with all his strength.
This time, he seemed to be no mortal again. He teleported to Xuantian Peak in an instant.
Xuantian Peak was shrouded in mist, and Jun Jiuxiao couldn't see the scene inside clearly. He took a deep breath, pushed away the mist, and stepped in.
This was different from the ruins of Xuantian Holy Land he saw outside. It seemed that this place was cut out by people with swords.
He even saw the swordsmanship of Xuantian Holy Land in these swordsmanship. They were all the swordsmanship of Xuantian Holy Land, and many of them were the swordsmanship taught to him by his master.
"What on earth is going on!" Jun Jiuxiao continued to walk forward with doubts. The front was the same, with sword marks everywhere.
"Why are there sword marks everywhere? They are all sword techniques that I am familiar with. What happened?" Jun Jiuxiao felt that his brain was about to explode.
Suddenly, he felt very sad. He was late. Why was he late?
Tears flowed uncontrollably from Jun Jiuxiao's eyes, and he reached out to wipe the water from his face.
The tears could not be wiped away, but more and more. His heart seemed to be blocked by something.
He covered his chest and was almost out of breath. "What on earth is going on?"
"No, this is the 'Tao' of the Peach Tree Spirit. I am the Great Emperor. How could anyone destroy the Xuantian Holy Land under my nose."
Jun Jiuxiao bit his lips tightly, "Impossible, absolutely impossible."
"Huh... I want to go inside to take a look." Jun Jiuxiao covered his chest, regardless of his uncontrollable tears. He suddenly lost his strength halfway and fell to the ground.
He stood up with difficulty and walked forward. After a few steps, he fell to the ground again. "What's going on? Why do I have cultivation sometimes and not cultivation sometimes?"
"What is the 'Tao' of this peach tree spirit? Why is it like this?"
After falling seven or eight times, Jun Jiuxiao could no longer stand up. He could only crawl forward. He had an obsession that he wanted to go to his master's cave.
He had to go there.
One day, two days, three days...
Jun Jiuxiao crawled for half a month and finally crawled to his master's cave.
At this moment, he seemed to have recovered his cultivation and stood up.
His obsession was to return here, but when he got here, he didn't dare to move forward.
He stood at the door again, just like the first time he came here, standing quietly.
The sun and the moon alternated, and Jun Jiuxiao didn't know how long it had been. HeWhen he wanted to move forward and open the cave door, his cultivation was gone again.
He didn't understand what was going on, "Don't think about it, let's go in first."
Jun Jiuxiao dragged his heavy body and pushed open the cave door again.
This time, the scene changed again. He pushed open the door and entered not his master's cave, but a gray and empty place.
Jun Jiuxiao frowned, puzzled, "What is this place?"
He carefully observed the surroundings. He had no cultivation and was just a mortal. He could only rely on his eyes, but the surroundings were all gray and he couldn't see clearly.
"Take one step at a time." Jun Jiuxiao walked forward in the fog.
The further he walked in, the heavier the fog became. Now it was so dark that he couldn't see his hand in front of his face.
Jun Jiuxiao didn't show any fear and continued to move forward.
Suddenly, light appeared in his eyes, and he walked quickly towards the light.
Seeing the scene in the light, his body froze, because there was only a tomb and a tombstone in the light, with a few big characters and a line of small characters engraved on the tombstone.
"The Tomb of the Saint Master of Xuantian"
"Erected by the Unfilial Disciple Jun Jiuxiao"
Jun Jiuxiao couldn't believe that his master was dead, and he erected a tombstone for him. How could this be possible?
He didn't dare to take another step forward, his heart was filled with sadness, depression, and hatred.
"No... How could this be true? I am the Great Emperor. With me here, how could my master die? It's ridiculous."
Jun Jiuxiao didn't believe it, he was about to turn around and leave, the mist behind him dissipated, and what appeared in front of him were tombs and tombstones.
"The Tomb of Xuanming, the Fifth Ancestor of Xuantian"
"The Tomb of Nangong Ao, the Second Clan of Xuantian"
......
The thirteen ancestors of Xuantian Holy Land are all here.
He even saw the tomb of the Great Elder, which was erected by him personally. How could this be possible? How could he possibly erect a tombstone for the Great Elder? He would be fine if he didn't slap the Great Elder a few times. It was ridiculous!
What the Peach Tree Spirit saw in this 'Tao' was ridiculous!
He didn't dare to go back the same way. He was a little afraid of the tombstone in front of him. He didn't dare to get close.
So he turned around again, and another tomb appeared next to his master's tombstone.
Jun Jiuxiao stopped talking and watched quietly. The newly appeared tombstone read, "The Tomb of Ying Wanning, Wife of Xuantian Saint Lord"
"Erected by the Unfilial Disciple Jun Jiuxiao"