After the Fairy Disappeared Chapter 581

  Chapter 581 Six Hundred Years of Mountain Gate Hometown

  Jiang Tao quickly talked about the case of elixir.

   "Except for King Baoshu, none of the demon kings entering Lingxu City has attracted as much attention as the Demon King Chiyan."

  Gao Jilin corrected him: "It is the prince Chiyan who came, not the king."

   "Well, they are father and son anyway, and the prince is also here on behalf of the monarch." Jiang Tao straightened his clothes, "Emperor Bega must give them an explanation."

"I heard that he also has another subordinate, surnamed He, who also stole the show this time." He said enviously, "It is said that this man has a very high level of cultivation, and even Xinwei's deputy guard Fan Sheng was defeated by him. His men!"

  He Lingchuan blinked: "Oh, is this person famous?"

   "Great!" Jiang Tao exclaimed, "Whenever you talk about the elixir case, you never mention him. Hey, he has the same surname as you!"

  He Lingchuan smiled unabated: "Maybe it was a family five hundred years ago."

   Lao Ge next to him rolled his eyes again.

  He Lingchuan realized one thing:

   His understanding of himself is off.

   What is Lingxu City? Even if you are a handsome man, coming to the capital of six hundred years is like a drop of water falling into the sea, silently, not even a wave can break through.

   To be famous in Lingxu City is to be a person of moderate size.

   No wonder Li Qingge tried to win him over, no wonder Fang Canran, the chief manager of the Dunyuan Garden, wanted to send him a letter, and no wonder the Nancheng government office has always been respectful to him.

  He thought it was because of Prince Chiyan.

  In fact, the strong must demand a matching status.

  The respect of others is exactly what he deserves.

It's just that he has been facing the upper class dignitaries of Lingxu City such as Fu Shanyue, Da Si Nong, and Zhong Sun's family, and has been facing the powerhouses of Fan Sheng and Bai Ziqi, without realizing that he is already countless positions ahead of ordinary people up.

   It's time to adjust the mentality.

   Be careful everywhere, always seek stability and perfection, and seek to be watertight. How does it conform to the "wave cutting" mentality that I have practiced?

  When it is time to face up to difficulties, we must face up to difficulties.

   When it's time to open and close, you must not shrink back!

  Gao Jilin said again: "The post house where they stayed also exploded. This is the first time I've heard of such a thing in so many years."

  Jiang Tao grinned: "Maybe the Chiyan people did it themselves?"

   Lao Ge next to him looked at He Lingchuan, then at Jiang Tao, and couldn't help but ask, "Do you have evidence?"

  Jiang Tao chuckled: "If there is, I won't say 'maybe'."

   "Then why did they blow themselves up for fun?"

   "It's better to strike first, right?" Jiang Tao took it for granted, "Others want to deal with them, and if they strike first, will others have the nerve?"

  Old Ge peeked at He Lingchuan, but saw that he was indifferent, as if he was not what he was talking about.

  He Lingchuan really doesn't care. If Jiang Tao could think so, of course others could too. Lingxu City never lacks smart people.

   But that's not the point.

  The point is that as long as others can't catch the handle, they must never accuse the Chiyan people like this. The government office has to honestly catch the murderer, and the emperor has to try to appease Fu Shanyue.

  He Lingchuan closed his eyes and let out a long breath.

  However, his action was also misunderstood by Gao Jilin, who immediately said to Jiang Tao: "You have also talked all the way, stop talking. Let Mr. Ge introduce us."

  The tourists couldn't take it anymore, and they all agreed.

  They paid to see the scenery and listen to the commentary, not to listen to Jiang Tao's blowing water.

   Finally arrived at him, Lao Ge took a sip of water and stood up: "Everyone look to the left, the hill below the cloud is called 'Fairy Peak', it is said that fairies bathed here in ancient times, but they were attacked by monsters..."

  He Lingchuan couldn't help but said: "Old Ge, your introduction is pornographic."

   "What yellow?" Lao Ge lazily said, "Then let me put it another way, fairies wash their feet here!"

  Jiang Tao shook his head again and again: "Tacky, too tacky! The artistic conception is gone, it's better to get out of the bath!"

  When Lao Ge drank his second cup of water to moisten his throat, the deer cart finally arrived at the destination of the trip—

  Xuan Mountain.

   This is the tallest mountain range in the suburbs of Lingxu City. As soon as you leave the north gate of the city, you can see strange peaks reaching the sky, with misty white clouds on top.

  Xu Mountain is the former residence of immortals.

   Immortals like to live on top of high mountains and look down on the common people.

  However, the terrain near Lingxu City is special. The altitude of Xushan Mountain is far lower than that of Fengmo Mountain on the Gale Tundra. There are mighty mountains, strong winds, and white snow that does not melt all year round.

  However, only the highest peak of Xushan Mountain can live through the four seasons. The other mountains are only four to five hundred meters above sea level, and they are often replaced with new clothes throughout the year.

  Although the terrain is not high, there are many standard configurations that should be included in the former residence of immortals with green mountains and flowing water, birds and secluded streams.

  Because it is very close to the ground, the scenic spots here are very elegant. The roads in the scenic spot are widened, and plank roads are built at dangerous places with iron chains, so it is not difficult to climb up.

  He Lingchuan pointed to the path up the mountain and said, "Isn't the original mountain path of Xushan like this?"

"Of course not." Lao Ge explained, "During the Dazong period, the mountain roads were slippery, steep and narrow, and people often fell down, which was very unsafe. Immortals have the means to go up and down, so there is no need to work hard. How many good roads should be built?"

   But Xianzong also needs civilians to serve on the mountain, right? He Lingchuan thought for a while, but did not ask this sentence.

   "What about the Middle Ages?" At that time, the immortals gradually could not fly.

"After the Middle Ages, Da Huan Zong also felt that it was inconvenient to go up and down, so he moved to live on the ground, which is the predecessor of the current Lingxu City." Lao Ge said, "It used to be the spiritual field of Da Huan Zong. "

  Gao Jilin asked: "I heard that the spiritual fields are all on high mountains, and only the medicinal materials can absorb more spiritual energy."

  For example, the Misty Sect directly set up the Lingtian on the towering Fengmo Mountain.

   "That's right. But Ruins Mountain has a large spirit gathering formation, which can harvest the nearby spiritual energy for its own use, regardless of the height of the terrain. Isn't it easier to transport medicinal materials on flat ground?"

  He Lingchuan's heart moved when he heard it: "During the Great Return of the Sect, Xushan adopted the Great Formation of Gathering Spirits?"

  The last time I heard this term, it was from Xiang Yankou, a retired official from Chiyan.

   "Of course there are. The methods of the immortal family in ancient times are unimaginable today."

  Everyone took the regular route. They climbed up from Yaoguang Peak first, walked and strolled, sometimes passed the cable bridge, sometimes took a secluded path, and slowly moved forward to other peaks.

  There are many tourists along the way, and there are people sitting on every stone bench. As we walked, we entered the depths of the white clouds.

A deity makes a mountain, not its altitude. Ruins Mountain is indeed the most popular tourist attraction in Lingxu City.

  The mountain gate of Dahuanzong is very magnificent, carved out of white jade. It is said that in the past, when ordinary people came to worship immortals, they kowtowed step by step from here, all the way to the Zijin Hall.

  He Lingchuan raised his head and looked at the mountain peak. Although it is not high, kowtowing to the top will at least cause bloodshed, right?

  A huge black monument stands beside the mountain gate, detailing the past and present of the sect.

  The inscription is not in the ancient fairy language, because it was erected after Bega, and it can be regarded as a guide for all tourists.

  He Lingchuan saw the map of Xushan Mountain at a glance. The mountain peaks, the distribution of scenic spots, and several routes for sightseeing were drawn on it, which was really considerate.

  However, after a few glances, he let out a sigh:

   "These main peaks, aren't they the main peaks of the Dazong period?"

   "No." Lao Ge replied, "During the reign of Emperor Xian, he personally presided over the reconstruction of Xushan Mountain and re-established the nine main peaks."

   "Tianji Peak, Tianxuan Peak... and Dongming Peak, Yinyuan Peak!" Jiang Tao said, "Isn't this the Big Dipper Nine Stars?"

   "Exactly." Lao Ge nodded, "corresponding to the nine stars in the sky, even the positions are exactly the same."

  The Big Dipper? He Lingchuan was also looking at the map, just as Xiang Yan said, the peaks on the ground correspond to the stars in the sky.

   Is it such a coincidence that the arrangement and position of the peaks on the ground are exactly the same as the Big Dipper in the sky?

  He Lingchuan continued to look at the inscription with such doubts.

  Because he had some thoughts about Xushan, he did not let go of every clue.

   It is recorded on this giant tablet that six hundred and thirty-two years ago, Da Huanzong was still the most powerful opponent of the Northern Demon Kingdom.

  At that time, the northern demon country had merged with five countries and had seven demon kings, becoming the new overlord of this land.

  But Da Huanzong still didn't care, thinking that the northern demon country would not dare to invade itself, and would deal with other small countries first.

  But the demon country in the north does not want to crack eggs or rocks, so it has to crack this hard stubble first.

  Da Huanzong was numb and careless, and it didn't wake up until the northern demon kingdom quietly approached the mountain gate.

   However, it was too late.

  The battle lasted for ten days and ten nights, and the world was darkened.

  When the eleventh dawn arrived, the northern demon kingdom finally won the final victory.

  Since then, Xushan has changed its owner, and Beja has a capital city.

  It's such a simple set of inscriptions, but He Lingchuan can see the murderous intent between the lines.

  With the nature of the demon kingdom in the north, the surprise attack on the Dazong must have resulted in a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, interrupting the foundation of the Xianzong, so that this proud thousand-year-old Dazong collapsed overnight and never recovered.

  The Great Returning Sect six hundred and thirty-two years ago, even if there were no immortals in charge, it was far from being comparable to the humble Taoist sect like the Misty Sect.

   At that time, the northern demon kingdom had not yet reached its peak, and its national power and military generals must have been inferior to those of later generations. That's why the Great Reunion was sure that it would not dare to attack itself.

  Unfortunately, they miscalculated the northern demon country.

  He Lingchuan stretched out his hand to press the stone tablet, and the icy cold air penetrated into his palm.

   "The stele didn't say, how many people died in that great war?"

   "Then I don't know." Lao Ge shook his head, "It's a war, how can anyone not die?"

  He Lingchuan said seriously: "This is a battle of extermination."

   What is the best way to completely disintegrate a Huanghuang Dazong within a few days, and can no longer organize a decent resistance, and occupy its territory without worrying about its retaliation?

   is to kill all the Taoist disciples.

   is to dig out its orthodoxy.

   People are gone, how can there be hope for revival?

   Judging from the way the Northern Demon Kingdom treats Yuan Kingdom and Panlong City, this is very possible.

  He Lingchuan looked up at this huge black monument, as if swords, swords, snarls and wailing flashed past his eyes, and then he was lightly buried in the deepest part of history.

  Gao Jilin said softly: "The Battle of Ruins Mountain, I have read a passage from the history books."

   "How?"

   "It's miserable."

  (end of this chapter)

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