Chapter 124 The Truth
Chapter 124 The Truth
The ruined Taoist temple was desolate.
There are weeds everywhere, rubble is scattered everywhere, and beams and pillars are tangled in a web.
Restrictions can block the prying eyes of the world, but they cannot stop the passage of time. This situation is natural.
The Taoist temple is not large in scale. It was built when Taoism was at its peak more than a hundred years ago. It was very popular for a period of time. Later, it was abandoned because the White Emperor retook the broken mountains and rivers of the Qin Dynasty.
This is the entire history of the unknown Taoist temple.
Gu Zhuo looked towards the depths of the Taoist temple.
For some unknown reason, in this desolate and dilapidated place there was a maple tree that grew extremely well. It violently broke through the broken beams and bricks and tiles and leaped upward, towering over the entire Taoist temple. The maple leaves on its branches were as red as blood.
The water mist was still spreading, and the red maple leaves were trembling in the wind, like flames dancing in the water, which was very beautiful.
The ban did not stop Gu Zhuo. He looked at the maple tree quietly for a moment, without revealing any emotion in his eyes, and continued walking forward.
Perhaps the restriction in front of the Taoist temple was the last resort, so the journey was very smooth and even the land was hard and thick, rather than the silt that should have been formed after being soaked in lake water for many years.
I pushed open the broken door and suddenly some light came into my eyes.
Dozens or even a hundred candles were burning, scattered all over the room, but the light they emitted was not bright at all, as if they would go out at any time.
It was like the restriction outside the Taoist temple that was about to be lifted.
The lights were silent and the place was dead silent.
Under the blood-red maple tree, there was a corpse that had not yet rotted into bones, and the face was still visible.
I don’t know how long it took, Gu Zhuo lowered his eyes slightly, stopped looking at the corpse, and snapped his fingers.
Snapped.
A soft sound.
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Perhaps it was because those strong men were also under tremendous pressure and had to vent these negative emotions in some way, the war of words had not ended until this time, and Xian Yishu, who took the initiative to provoke everyone, was scolded to death.
Just when Xian Yishu was getting more and more annoyed by the scolding and was trying his best to control his anger...
The restriction disappeared.
The waterfall is still there, but the mist has dissipated.
The vast lake water was able to fall, so that the thousand-foot tiankeng was no longer dry and solid, but became moist.
Everyone realized that when the lake water filled up the tiankeng, things would change in some strange way, and that change was definitely not what they wanted to see, because it would very likely make them miss the morning and evening bells.
At this moment, the aura of these dozen powerful men who had hidden their identities burst out and they attacked fiercely.
Although the methods used by everyone at this moment are relatively ordinary in order to hide their origins, their realm will not be weakened as a result.
Without any surprise, everyone turned their attention to Xian Yishu at this moment, including his Taoist methods.
This silent understanding is extremely terrifying.
There was a magic trick that caused the lake water to surge up into thousands of chains, followed by thunder and lightning that crashed down, sealing off Xian Yishu's land. Then a powerful man chanted magic sounds to pierce his ears, confusing his mind and soul... All kinds of methods were used.
Even though Xian Yishu was well prepared for this and had expected that he would be attacked by a group of people, he still felt tremendous pressure at this moment.
Just as he roared angrily, turned around and left without hesitation, escaping at the fastest speed in the last breath before his death... a flawless knife light flashed into his eyes.
The sword light fell.
The lake water scattered like rain, the thunder and lightning stopped, the devil's sound stopped abruptly... all the laws disappeared into thin air.
The expressions of the powerful men who were besieging them changed slightly, and they turned around and walked towards the tiankeng without hesitation.
Although Pei Jinge is strong, he cannot defeat all of them alone. However, no one is willing to confront the head of the Sky Patrol Department head-on, and this is not what they are going to do tonight.
Xian Yishu looked at this scene with a frown on his face.
Pei Jinge's voice fell into his ears.
“Go do what you have to do.”
She said, “I am here.”
Xian Yishu nodded, turned and left.
I think when he returns again, the Qin flag will be flying in the wind.
Pei Jinge didn't move.
Not long ago, Qing Xiaoyue tried to force Tianming Sect Leader to take action, but ended up being seriously injured.
As a result, she was forced to take care of her colleague's life and had no time to care about what happened afterwards. Fortunately, she was able to rescue Xian Yishu in time, otherwise the loss tonight would have been too heavy.
boom!
Lightning struck from the dark clouds, illuminating the world for a moment.
It was not until this moment that Pei Jinge's pale face was revealed.
It turned out that she was injured.
But this was not the reason why she stayed where she was and ignored those so-called strong men rushing towards the dilapidated Taoist temple, but because she had to keep her eyes on the old man.
And the person behind her.
"Why don't you leave?"
At some point, Yu Sheng came behind Pei Jinge.
When she heard this question, she said calmly, "Of course I have my reasons."
Pei Jinge didn't say anything else.
There were strong winds blowing between heaven and earth.
Dark clouds are rolling.
Heavy rain.
As complained.
It seemed as if the entire Yunmeng Lake was wailing.
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The old man looked up at the night sky.
For some reason, his brows furrowed.
This was an emotion he had not felt tonight.
Be it the fact that Gu Zhuo ignored the restriction and stepped into the dilapidated Taoist temple, or that everyone tried to kill Xian Yishu but was resolved by Pei Jinge's sword, or even the fact that the Qin border troops would be arriving soon, none of them really touched his mood.
At this moment, he was slightly startled by the sudden change of the weather.
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The White Emperor looked quietly at the dark black square plate.
Above the square plate, there was a thin mist that gathered but did not disperse.
This made his vision no longer real.
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Wan Shouyi rode the wind, maintaining a moderate speed, and went to the dilapidated Taoist temple with everyone else.
At this time, he no longer looked like a shabby middle-aged man. He acted with ease and had a bit of the feeling of a master of magic.
The Taoist temple is not big, so the gate is narrow and can't accommodate more than a dozen people.
So this became the first question.
Under normal circumstances, everyone present would surely argue endlessly about this matter.
Unfortunately, no one has the time nowadays.
Just when Wan Shouyi decided to step forward and offer a solution, a regretful voice was heard in the Taoist temple.
"When you look back later on, you'll think your efforts were ridiculous, but will you still keep going?"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was dead silence outside the Taoist temple.
Everyone was stunned and frightened.
Everything tonight was happening right before their eyes, whether it was the appearance of this tiankeng, or the reappearance of the tranquil and gentle breath as vast as the ocean, or even the prohibition that raised mist all over the sky until the mist dissipated again.
No one should have come here in advance. With their level of cultivation, how could they not realize the power of that restriction?
Yes, of course there are strong people in this world who can break that restriction, but it will inevitably cause a huge noise, even if they are blind they can sense it... So what is going on?
Who are the people in the ruined Taoist temple?
When they thought of this, many people's faces changed drastically and their eyes became extremely bright.
Because they thought of a possibility.
According to legend, immortal weapons are spiritual.
The Morning and Evening Bell is a treasure of Taoism and is undoubtedly a magical weapon... Today, a hundred years later, could it be that this magical weapon has developed intelligence of its own?
Assuming that no one had entered this dilapidated Taoist temple in advance, this was undoubtedly the most reasonable explanation.
Everyone became more determined and no longer had any doubts.
The greatest opportunity in the world is right before your eyes, so why would you turn away?
Wan Shouyi should have been like this.
However, when he listened to this voice, he always felt that it was strangely familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before.
After a moment, he finally remembered.
This made it impossible for him to remain calm, and he felt extremely confused and at a loss.
At the same time, someone has already taken that crucial step.
He was a demon cultivator from the Yinshan Sect.
The practitioners of Yinshan Sect are well-known in the practice world for their physique, and this person dares to take the lead at this time, which is even more so.
He took a step over the gate of the ruined Taoist temple, but did not feel the intense pain he had imagined. Both his body and soul remained the same, leaving the demon cultivator stunned for a moment.
But in the next moment, he suppressed such emotions and continued to move forward.
Behind him, everyone walked into the ruined Taoist temple one after another.
There are lights and a red maple tree coming into view.
It came from the dilapidated house deep in the Taoist temple.
There is no special atmosphere, everything you see is so ordinary.
Not to mention the morning and evening clocks that everyone imagines.
There is not even a bell to be seen in the Taoist temple.
Someone was silent for a moment, walked forward and pushed open the broken door.
The picture becomes clearer.
A corpse was leaning against the red maple tree, and the face was recognizable.
It was a kind of featureless ugliness.
It's hard to imagine how there could be someone in this world who is so ordinary ugly.
There was silence.
No one knows the identity of the body.
But they were sure that the Taoist master was not like this.
The sound of rain is incessant and crackling.
It was like mocking applause.
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This scene also fell into Pei Jinge's eyes.
Her expression was no longer calm and composed, and the emotions in her eyes became very complicated because she recognized the origin of the corpse.
The dean of Cheung Chau Academy.
Half a year ago, she personally asked Chen Chi and two others to find the whereabouts of the dean.
At that time, she never imagined that half a year later she would find the dean in person... The world can be so wonderful and unspeakable.
"really interesting."
Pei Jinge sighed and said, "Who could have thought it would be like this."
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At some point, the old man was already standing outside the Taoist temple.
His gaze passed through the ruins and fell on the corpse and the red maple, and his expression became extremely complicated.
At this moment, a voice sounded in the Taoist temple, calm and indifferent.
"This is false."
“Don’t be fooled.”
"This must be the person who took the clock away earlier, and tried to cover up the matter with this corpse."
As this voice rose and fell, the people in the Taoist temple rekindled their hope and no longer felt despair.
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Gu Zhuo walked out from behind the red maple tree and came into everyone's sight.
Everyone's eyes instantly turned to him, burning like fire.
Gu Zhuo looked calm, without any trace of fear in his eyes.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and said something with a hint of melancholy.
"I have already advised you."
(End of this chapter)