Sky Surveying Demon Hunt

Filled with astonishment, Qi Ducheng drifted along with his father until he stopped at the end of the stone wall.

I saw the old man pinching his fingers with both hands, compared to a strange-shaped seal he had never seen before, and suddenly shouted sharply: "Open!"

crunch...

With a fluttering sound of the machine switch, a bright porch suddenly appeared at the end of the stone wall.

The gate was about three feet wide and two feet wide, as if it wasn't reserved for people to pass through!
boom!
The animal-shaped copper lamp hanging on the top of the wall suddenly lit up, as big as a round basin, shining brightly.

bang bang bang...

There are hundreds of lamps in a row, lined up one by one, hundreds of feet away.

The stone walls on both sides of the porch are unevenly carved with murals.

In the scenes in the painting, some are full of armies ready to go, some are majestic and magnificent palaces, and more are bloody and ferocious battles.

The characters in the painting, some are human races with robes and armor, some are monster races with curved horns and fangs, and some are dragon races dancing wildly.And among them, there are many ethnic groups, let alone seen, or even heard of!

However, Qi Ducheng was once the lord of a city after all, and his eyesight and insight are far beyond ordinary people.It soon became clear: the scene engraved on this mural should probably be the great achievements of the Holy Emperor when he ruled the world!
It can be seen from this that the rumors have always been untrue!

It is said that the Holy Emperor killed demons and eliminated dragons to rule the world, but from the painting, no matter whether it is the monster clan or the dragon clan, they all fought side by side with the thousands of human races under the command of the Holy Emperor. Monsters never seen before!

"After the completion of this secret place, apart from my ancestors of the Qi family, only three outsiders have ever entered it."

Qi Zhan strode forward and explained to his son: "1000 years ago, Mr. Lan Tinglan was chosen by heaven and came out of the middle of the world. 700 years ago, he went alone and taught the Buddha with the Dharma, which made eight hundred crazy monks Mr. Liu Zuo'an Liu who committed suicide in shame. And Taoist Tianji 75 years ago."

"Tianji?" Qi Ducheng couldn't help but be taken aback when he heard this.

Mr. Lan and Liu Zuo'an are both amazingly talented and well-known, so it's not surprising that they can do this.

It's Tianji this guy!

Isn't that just a covetous and deceitful person?How is it different from the group of scourges in the Palace of Eternal Life?Where does he have the qualifications to enter it?
Until just now, even I didn't know the existence of this secret place!
But other than that, Dad didn't say anything more, and he didn't dare to ask.

Along the way, floating across the porch.

The scene in front of him suddenly became clear!
It was a vast hall with a radius of a thousand feet, and the hall was well arranged and divided into nine floors.

Every floor is densely packed with tablets more than ten feet high.

In front of the memorial tablet, a fist-sized luminous pearl was shining brightly, making the shaking people faintly unable to open their eyes.

Qi Zhan happened to be in his clothes, brushed off his sleeves, knelt down straight on the ground, and worshiped reverently: "My gods are on the top, I dare not disturb you! But the younger generation is old and frail, and the shape will disappear. I am here to turn around Chengyi is small. Ducheng..."

Qi Zhan watched from the sidelines, but saw that Qi Ducheng, who had lost his knees, just sat on the ground and looked around, without any intention of prostrating, and couldn't help saying angrily: "From now on, this Holy Spirit Hall will be in charge of you, why don't you hurry up and worship?" Are you among the fairies?"

But Qi Ducheng was extremely abnormal, as if he didn't hear it, he looked around for a while, and then suddenly sighed: "So it is!"

Immediately afterwards, a figure in green clothes floated up from Qi Ducheng who was kneeling on the ground.

Qi Zhan's face was startled, and when he looked again, the floating figure was still his son?
But... Lin Ji!
"Shenhunyin?!" Qi Zhan said in surprise, "When did you..."

"When I handed him the Seventh Grade Guiyuan Pill, he was full of joy and defenseless. But Lin, he had to guard against it!"

Lin Ji hung in mid-air, turned his head to look at Qi Zhan and said, "Your Qi family has been in charge of Fanyun City for thousands of years, and has never shared with others. As early as that time, when it was in danger, it pretended to vote for Daqin, and then overthrew Qin. Now, who knows if you are repeating your old tricks?"

"There are my family, relatives and friends in the city, and there are millions of refugees outside the city. It is understandable for Lin to do this! The simple thing is that Mr. Qi did not listen to the nonsense and did something stupid. He even killed Resolutely and righteously destroy relatives! Mr. Qi has a bright eye and a clear heart, and he can obey the fate and follow the right path, Lin is in admiration!"

"Don't worry! Your Qi family will still be in charge of Fanyun City in the future. As long as City Lord Qi has no other intentions, Lin can keep your Qi family safe forever! Maybe..."

As Lin Ji said, he glanced at the Wanqian tablet and said, "You can also be among them!"

There are two meanings in this sentence, but how could Qi Zhan fail to understand?

Immediately, he kowtowed respectfully to Lin Ji and said, "Thank you for your kindness!"

In the face of smart people, there is no need to talk nonsense.

Lin Ji quietly watched him kowtow nine times in a row, and then asked: "What is the relationship between your ancestors and the Holy Emperor Xuanyuan? How could you entrust such a holy place to the Qi family?"

"Hui Tianguan." Qi Zhan replied respectfully, "As early as 8000 years ago, my family name was not Qi, but... Qin!"

"Oh?" Lin Jiqi said, "Qin from the Qin family?"

"Yes and no!"

"The holy emperor's official wife is the daughter of the Qin family. And I and the ancestors of the Qin family are actually compatriots! Qin Zu is a brother, brave and good at fighting. After he ruled the world, he was named the guard of Xuzhou. Under the command of Marshal Zhengdong, responsible Guard the prison in Weicheng."

"My ancestor is a younger brother, and he has always been cautious. He was ordered by the Holy Emperor to guard the hometown of the Holy Spirit, which is this cloud-turning city."

"Subsequently, the Holy Emperor disappeared innocently, and the whole world was in chaos. After the elder brother's branch of the Qin family was in trouble, they wandered around and finally settled in Tianjing. The branch of my ancestors was afraid of being involved, and did not dare to forget the kindness of the Holy Emperor. The word "Qi" is a surname, so manage it carefully."

"For thousands of years, it has been handed down for more than 200 generations. The prosperity does not increase, and the decline does not decrease. It just guards this city of turning clouds. I dare not go against the wishes of the ancestors."

"Although we share the same origin with the Qin family, for 8000 years, there has been no connection at all. Until now, no one has known about this matter except me and Qin Ye. The two families are only non-aggressive. There is no blood relationship, and there is no acquaintance with the slightest interest!"

"Unexpectedly, there is such a past!" Lin Ji nodded, and looked at the tens of thousands of tablets again.

The many tablets are divided into nine layers, the ninth layer at the bottom is densely packed and the most numerous, and the higher it goes, the rarer it is.

Most of the tablets at the bottom only have names and places of death recorded.

There are more and more handwritings on the top, and some of them record the official positions and outstanding achievements during their lifetime or after their death.

On the third floor, Lin Ji found many familiar names on the tablets with no more than a hundred people.

"Song Wanli."

"Wu Yuan."

"The timing is bad."

"Yuan Zhenchuan"

……

These are the names of the Eight Great Masters on the Golden Top.

The merits of each person are densely packed and countless.

Among them, there are many monster clan names.

Ziyun Qingniu and Qingqiu Fox Clan are all in sight.

On the next level, there are only nine people.

"Marshal Zhengdong: Di Wanfu."

"Marshal Zheng Bei: Mo Lu."

"Marshal Zhengnan: Nangong Shangxue."

"Dragon Lord: Ao Miao."

"Demon Lord: Qi Wanchao."

"Lord Buddha: Tathagata."

"Ghost Lord: Sen Luo."

"Taoist: Tianjizi."

"Buddha envoy: I'm sorry."

After seeing these names, Lin Ji couldn't help being taken aback.

If it is said that the three-party conquest commander is among them, this is the most reasonable.

However, the other four who came out of the same realm as the Holy Emperor Xuanyuan are also among them, which is very puzzling!

According to all the previous statements, no matter what Lu Guangmu or Gui Wannian said, didn't Holy Emperor Xuanyuan fight all directions and drive the four tribes of Buddha, dragon, demon, and ghost out of the Central Plains of Kyushu?
Why are the tablets of these people enshrined here?

Also, who are those last two?

Isn't the Holy Emperor himself the representative of "Tao"?

In the whole of Kyushu, all Dao laws were taught by him.Where did this emissary start?

Similarly, there is already a Buddha.

Where did this Buddha envoy come from?
Filled with confusion, Lin Ji unconsciously took a step forward.

Swish!
As he stepped out, a series of colorful lights and shadows suddenly scattered from his feet in all directions!
"Ok?"

Lin Ji was taken aback, and suddenly stopped in his tracks.

But the rays of light and shadows had already landed on the tablets on the ninth floor.

The pearl under the tablet suddenly lit up, and thousands of phantoms immediately appeared out of thin air!
Some are wearing long robes and holding long swords, some are full of golden armor with big guns across their bodies, some have human bodies and animal faces with angry eyes, and some are bald and full of kindness...

Thousands of figures suddenly appeared out of thin air, flashed out, and they were all in front of us!

It's like time flies, going back to the millennium in an instant!

Lin Ji was astonished, and Qi Zhan was even more puzzled. He hurriedly kowtowed and said, "Don't blame the Holy Spirit! Don't blame the Holy Spirit!"

After a moment of silence, Lin Ji saw that the phantoms had no other movement except for the images scattered out of thin air, and there was no intention of killing in anger.Only then did he settle down and move forward again.

Similarly, strips of colorful light scattered away.

One after another phantoms floated out.

Nine floors, eight floors, seven floors...

As Lin Ji stepped up, there were more and more phantoms, filling the entire hall!

Qi Zhan didn't have time or no time to make amends, so he just stared in horror!

Don't say it's him!

The Qi family has been supporting the Holy Spirit for more than 8000 years, and there has never been such a strange statue!

Even at that time, when Lan Ting, Liu Zuo'an, and Tian Ji came.

Those tablets trembled slightly at most, with a faint sound!

What's going on here?

Little Lin Ji... Ah, no!

What kind of supernatural power does this Lin Tianguan have?
Can it actually move the ancient holy spirit?And then show its shape?
Lin Ji stepped forward and soon reached the third floor.

The phantom of the Eight Heroes of the Golden Top also flashed out of the crowd, which was different from other phantoms.

These people seemed to have a secret intelligence, they all looked at Lin Ji at the same time, beat their chest with one hand, and gave a military salute.

Lin Jichong and the others nodded slightly, and went up again.

What he really wanted to see was this floor!
Swish!
The rays of light scattered in all directions!

Nine virtual images lined up.

Di Wanfu was a big man with beards and beards, and this guy also seemed to be wise, and nodded slightly at Lin Ji.

Lin Ji knew in his heart that this might be because the Three Emperors Sword was in his hand, and his thoughts were drawn.

Mo Lu looks like a scholar, but the eyes of those purple pupils are full of coldness, just looking at it makes people shudder!

Nangong Shangxue is a wonderful woman. Although only a pair of eyes are exposed through the silver armor mask, she is haunting and unforgettable!
The Buddha Lord, the Dragon Lord, the Demon Lord, and the Ghost Lord are just a group of vague shadows, not to mention their appearance, even their body shape can only be seen roughly.The only clear impression is that there seems to be a long and black shadow behind the Lord Buddha...

He turned his head and looked at the Taoist and Buddha envoys again.

The Taoist is an old man with frosty eyebrows.

The Buddha envoy was a fat man with a big face.

Different from the thousands of figures in the whole hall, these two people had their eyes tightly closed, and there was a thin layer of mist in front of them.

It can be seen, but it can't be seen clearly.

It's a little familiar, as if I've seen it somewhere.

But it's extremely strange, and there seems to be some faint hostility!
Lin Ji looked around for a while, then took another step up.

On the ninth floor of the Holy Land, there is only one tablet.

Obviously, this should be the spirit seat of the Holy Emperor Xuanyuan Wuji.

But the strange thing is that not only is there no writing on this tablet, it is even empty with nothing on it!

It turned out to be an empty tablet with no words!
The colorful lights fell on the top of the tablet, and it didn't show the phantom before birth like before.

Not even the slightest change.

Lin Ji is wondering.

I didn't know where to hear it, and suddenly there was a bell.

when!
The voice was not loud, but it seemed to ring in the heart.

Lin Ji's expression froze, and he opened his eyes again.

Somehow, he fell back to the front of the hall again, stepped out, and leaned slightly.

There are neither colorful lights nor shadows all over the sky.

Just now everything was like a fantasy in a dream!
Turning his head to look at Qi Zhan, his face was inexplicably astonished and his eyes almost bulged out of the frame, as if telling him that everything just now was true!
It's just that for some reason, they all disappeared out of thin air after a trance mistake!

Lin Ji thought for a while, then stepped back and turned to Qi Zhan and said, "Old Qi, back then the Holy Emperor ordered your ancestors to guard the holy land here, but did you have any last words?"

"what?"

Qi Zhan was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly woke up from the strange scene just now, nodded repeatedly and said: "Yes, yes! It's just..."

"Just what?"

"It's just that the last will is not a word, but a painting... After several generations of ancestors, I still don't understand what it means! Heavenly officials, please follow me."

Said, turned and left.

He didn't even look at Qi Ducheng who was sitting slumped on the ground like a wooden stake.

Lin Ji shook his head, Yuanshen returned, controlling Qi Ducheng's body to float all the way.

Soon, the two exited the corridor, one behind the other.

Qi Zhan repeated his old trick, picked up that strange fingerprint and shouted: "Shut up!"

Amidst the creaking sound, the stone wall fell, and it was exactly the same as before, making it impossible to see the slightest flaw.

Lin Ji saw that this fingerprint looked familiar before, and it was exactly the same as the nameless old man on the shipwreck in the secret realm who deliberately hid his identity.Immediately, he couldn't help asking curiously: "Old Qi, what does this fingerprint... have to say?"

"I don't know where it came from. There are only these two styles passed down by our ancestors. They have no name and no other purpose. They can only open the land of the Holy Spirit. Heavenly Official, the Holy Emperor's will is here, and love comes with me."

As he said that, Qi Zhan suddenly picked up his speed and walked straight forward.

Lin Ji's soul landed on Qi Ducheng, followed the old man through the secret passage, flew straight out of the dilapidated small courtyard, and flew straight to the sky.

In a blink of an eye, it has reached a height of hundreds of feet.

Lin Jizheng was puzzled, and just wanted to ask where the painting was.

Seeing Qi Zhan suddenly hang his body in mid-air, he pointed down from a distance: "Look, Heavenly Official, that's it!" (End of this chapter)