Chu Xunyu and his group stood at the gate of the Golden City, all looking up at the towering great cause and sighing. Is this the legendary Golden City? Is it the existence that has been dreaming of all over the world for thousands of years? I don’t know what it looks like inside. Chu Xunyu had long observed the traces of Xueyan when he climbed the Snow Mountain. They were all in the southeast direction. The dungeon should be that location. As long as you touch the wall, you should be able to find it. So he held a torch, left the square, and slowly searched along the wall.

After all, the Golden City was a capital of the dynasty, which was similar to the Yingtian City built by Zhu Yuanzhang. It covers a huge area. This magnificent castle was completely out of sight. Mu Yuan was ingenious and suggested climbing the wall directly. There was no hope of flying now. What if it was climbing? Can you enter by crossing the city wall? Chu Xunyu mocked him with some disdain. It would be too ridiculous if he could climb over the wall. Like the tea shop of the village leader Lao Zhang, then he would be the emperor. Is it embarrassing to be?

Miao Buyan agreed with Chu Xunyu's opinion. She told Mu Yuan that according to the literature interpretation, there are very strict defense measures on the wall. This inequality approach must be a delusion. It is better to honestly follow the plan and open it with the private keys to find the dungeon.

Chu Xunyu also thought this way. Logically speaking, Zhuang Zhuo was similar to Qin Shihuang. He spent his whole life creating such a thing. He started working on it shortly after he took over. He spent countless manpower and material resources. It must be ten steps, one post, three steps, and one trap. If it were so easy to invade, why did the few Chinese masters of the ancient Dian Kingdom risk being confiscated and exterminated their clans to keep their doors privately? Those who dared to do this would definitely not intend to escape unscathed. This really requires great courage.

While chatting, everyone walked along the wall. Suddenly, a strange sound of leaves came from the dark dense forest for no reason. In the dark environment, there was only one of his own purple torches. A sudden strange sound made everyone feel tight. Dao Yuxin and Chu Xunyu's two fingers of sword energy shot out at the same time, but Shi Chendaohai all quietly. Mu Yuan held the torch and asked Miao Buyan nervously: "Is there a monster coming? Is it going to be beaten? Did you meet last time?"

Miao Buyan also looked around vigilantly and shook her head: "We went to the square outside the gate last time. After using many means to break the ban on the gate, the left and right sacrifices had no choice but to give up and did not meet any monsters."

Chu Xunyu moved his legs and feet, took out his long sword to make a stance to fight. It was far deep in the ground. If there was any monster, it was reasonable and he was never afraid of death, this was the biggest advantage of the sword cultivator. But Dao Yuxin stretched out his finger and shook it, whispering: "Don't act rashly. We didn't even enter the city here to beat it up? If the torch is exhausted, we can't resist the power of the Ziniu Wanhua Mountain, so it's still important to do the important thing. Everyone whispered and didn't attract anything."

Dao Yuxin made sense. The ghost fire Zihang in his hand was an hourglass. He counted the passage of time little by little. This time he brought a total of twelve pieces. It was the Baizhong Sect who turned the southern Xinjiang upside down. Now both pieces are burned halfway. If you drag it here for a long time and you will probably not be able to come out alive in the end, so you should speed up.

That's what he said, but it was difficult to move, because the farther away from the gate, the branches and leaves of Zhui Niu Wanhua Mountain spread here again. It seemed that only the gate did not dare to approach, so they walked all over Chu Xunyu and cut them forward. The time was very slow. Mu Yuan accidentally tripped a big heel, covered his nose and hummed, shouting: "How did the king build it? Even the land is not even stable. The craftsmen have too poor skills. Get big stones here."

"Stone?" Everyone was stunned. Chu Xunyu pulled Mu Yuan up and said, "But it was a big deal. Along the way, there were thick soul roots deep in the branches and leaves. I didn't even know where the ground was. Where did the stone come from?"

Chu Xunyu poked with a long sword, hard, and then picked the branches and leaves, but was shocked. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a big stone that pressed the remains of a human. The stone was very short, but it was very wide, and it was engraved with ancient Miao texts. The remains of the human under the stone were cut off and their hands were cut off. The neck was nailed to the ground with iron chains. The face was extremely miserable and yellow. After so many years, the body still had a layer of dried flesh. The moment Chu Xunyu used his sword to push the branches and leaves, the moment the light of the ghost fire Zihang shone through, the corpse actually moved, as if avoiding the light. Chu Xunyu was shocked and winked at Mu Yuan. Almost one wanted to use a sword to cut the other to burn the monster with Buddha light, but Dao Yuxin immediately reached out to stop it and shouted in a low voice: "Stop!"

Dao Yuxin pushed Chu Xunyu's hand away, letting the sword loosen, and the branches and leaves were covered, explaining: "Don't touch it. If I remember correctly, this is a defensive method of the ancient Dian Kingdom. The 'Man's Cup', one of the top 100 strange cups in southern Xinjiang, should have more than this one be arranged here. This method is very troublesome. The chain on its neck is the key, connecting all the surrounding cups, pulling the whole body. If they cannot be wiped out all of them at once, the chains will be broken, and even I will be very difficult to climb out."

"Not bad." Miao Buyan nodded, "It seems that this should be this thing. The stone on his back suppresses it, but it is actually very fragile and shatters when touched. This cup bites the soul without hurting the skin and bones. It is very sinister. If it weren't for the ghost fire Zihang that could have avoided most of the arts, it should have jumped out as soon as we came over."

In the bronze civilization of the ancient Dian Kingdom, the sap technique was promoted on a large scale and promoted. It was the golden period when the sap master was famous in the Central Plains. There were hundreds of sap techniques, and the sap technique was powerful in the world of cultivation. It was later called the "Hundred Strange Crows". Its methods were all terrifying. Many of them were made of human bodies as materials. They were too cruel. Therefore, after the sap Kingdom disappeared, it was gradually extinguished by all parties in the Central Plains. The sap master of the Southern Xinjiang, who once made the heroes of the Central Plains fear, fell down. The actions they did were attributed to the first-class magic. Those forbidden techniques could only be mentioned in the text. The remaining sap masters can be passed on.

There were only thirty people who came down. The genius Mingdian, a genius who has been eternal, used the documents left by the surviving dynasty guards to find the fundamental flower maple totem that constructed the Ziniu Wanhua Mountain. He used it to create a torch that could ignite the soul of the soul to avoid most of the arts. In fact, this is also one of the top 100 arts. It is difficult to make it now, because everyone must have guessed that the materials of the ghost fire Zihang were burning. The person who burned the human soul, and the leader of Mingdian is said to be the most powerful arts master since the demise of the ancient Dian Kingdom. Through his reading of ancient books and self-study, he has mastered more than 60 arts, and only 15 arts can be seen from this gap.

It is said that on the way to the Central Plains to ask for imperial edicts to start a sect, Master Dian passed by a Buddhist temple called "Xingjiao Temple". He once tried his best to intercept. He fought against many people and carried all kinds of heroes outside Chang'an, killing them in the dark. However, Master Mingdian's wisdom lies in this. He only hurts and does not kill, because he knows that the people of the Central Plains are prejudiced against Master Chu, and the impression that the Ju technique is too cruel must be changed from then on to make his grand achievements be repaid. In the end, he fought for ten days and nights, and finally died. He was about to be captured and killed. The tragedy of death before he succeeded in his master was about to be born. As a result, the sect was not far away.

The temple gate suddenly opened, and a monk with beautiful eyes and dignified eyes walked out. He stepped forward to stop the butcher knife raised by all the people. It was said that the people in Kunlun and Shushan were both angry and puzzled, but they did not dare to offend this person. The monk advised everyone that this person was the hero of the world and the list of eternal heroes. He did not kill you, but you killed him. My Buddha was merciful. His actions proved his kindness. God has the virtue of life. I am willing to overcome this disaster. You don’t have to kill him. He has a long fate with my Buddha. Today, he will continue the incense along the southern border. Everything has its own way of survival.

Because the Master of Mingdian was saved by Buddhist monks, he was grateful to Buddhism. The Buddhist teachings in southern Xinjiang have been prosperous since ancient times. Because of this, the Master of Mingdian after founding the Hundred Middle Schools, not only did not exorcise Buddhism in his imagination, but also praised it greatly. He set up rules to prevent future generations from contradicting Buddhism. Even when he established the main hall of Chancheng City, he established a great Buddha, which fully demonstrated his gratitude to Buddhism, and allowed the Buddhist Taoist Taoism and Master Zhu to live in peace in southern Xinjiang for thousands of years, and it was really a favor to be chosen by one side.

Mu Yuan was surprised when she heard Miao Buyan’s explanation and asked, “Which monk in my Buddhism can have such prestige and surpass all the heroes? I have never heard of this story.”

"No!" Chu Xunyu was stunned when he heard this, and said strangely, "Xingjiao Temple? Why do I seem to have heard of it somewhere?"

Wangchen said angrily: "Think about it again, what dynasty did the leader of the Mingdian founder of Xingjiao Temple?"

"It's him!" Mu Yuan said in disbelief, "Isn't this the person you can hear when you listen to books in a teahouse every day? When I was a child, I often went to nearby teahouses to listen to books, and he was the one who listened the most.

Chu Xunyu also nodded: "It's him, and it's right in time. In the Tang Dynasty, he was the only one of the great monks who were famous for ancient and modern times. His story has supported many storytellers, such as three fights of the white bone spirit, and two explores the bottomless pit."

"Who are you talking about?" Miao Buyan asked curiously, "Why haven't I heard of it when I was a child?"

"Master Xuanzang." Chu Xunyu replied politely, "It was the one who went to Tianzhu to seek sutras. After I got my Buddha's true teachings back, Li Shimin arranged for him to translate the scriptures in Xingjiao Temple and save the world. In the end, he passed away at Xingjiao Temple and was able to ascend to the Pure Land."

"Yes." Mu Yuan said laughing, "and also supported a group of people who engraved and storytellers in later generations. When they were young, they liked to listen to his stories the most, and they listened the most every summer."

"Yes." Chu Xunyu suddenly smiled, "Muyuan's nickname is also thanks to him. Your ancestors should also thank him for giving you a Dharma name."

"Go aside!" Mu Yuan was furious, "You all the ancestors of your family thank him."
Chapter completed!