Yang Qingxuan looked into the distance in astonishment. Amidst the rippling water, he could vaguely see the towering ancient hall. He exclaimed, "Why is there a ruined temple at the bottom of the water?"
"Ruined … ruined … your pig head!"
Adé was so excited that he was trembling all over. His limbs were flailing wildly as if he had gone mad. "This is … this is Yinwu Hall!"
It was as if he had used up all his strength to shout those words. Suddenly, his eyes were brimming with tears and he couldn't stop them from flowing.
"Yinwu Hall!" Yang Qingxuan's body trembled as he looked at the huge shadow in shock. He felt a sense of awe. Vaguely, he even felt a sense of deja vu.
"Doesn't Yinwu Hall only appear during leap months? Based on the time, it should only appear next year. "Yang Qingxuan was puzzled.
"That's right!"
Adé snapped out of his daze. After the intense excitement, he regained his senses. He stared blankly ahead and muttered to himself, "Why would it appear here? Could it be … just a mirage? "
Yang Qingxuan said, "There's no point in thinking too much. Let's go and take a look. Perhaps your previous deductions were all wrong. "
As he said that, he split the water and swam forward.
Adé stood there in a daze. When he saw Yang Qingxuan coming forward, he hurriedly said, "Wait for me. Let's go together!"
Ever since the first generation of ancestors migrated to the Black Sea, everyone had dreamed of finding the legendary Yinwu Hall and obtaining the huge treasures and inheritance within.
The dreams of generations had suddenly appeared before their eyes without any warning. Adé was so excited that he couldn't control himself.
The two swam forward for a while. Although the shadow of Yinwu Hall seemed real and illusory, it did become clearer and clearer. It rose up into the sky and looked down into the ground. The golden light on it was like a blue wave. The majestic aura pressed down through the water and shook one's soul.
"It's just a building, and it has been through countless years. How can it have such a terrifying pressure?"
Yang Qingxuan's heart thumped. An inexplicable feeling spread through his body. He felt extremely strange.
He glanced at Adé beside him. Under the majestic aura of Yinwu Hall, Adé was so excited that he had difficulty breathing. He kept opening his mouth and exhaling. his face was glowing with a demonic red light.
The two of them fled for an hour. The shadow of the main hall was still standing in front of them, but its structure had already begun to reveal itself. The corridors were winding back and forth, and the eaves were high and pecked. Each of them hugged the terrain and fought against each other.
"This … this is …!!"
All of a sudden, Yang Qingxuan shuddered as if he had been struck by lightning.
However, when he saw the formation in front of him clearly, his entire body trembled like a sieve. There were eighty-one ancient bronze pillars scattered around the vast Yin Martial Arts Hall. They were lonely in the abyss of the black sea, like the tombstones of peerless experts, as if they were trying to say something.
Yang Qingxuan's face turned as pale as a sheet of paper. Countless fragments of information shuttled through his mind.
Under the Kunlun Mountains, in the vast underground palace where the Star Universe Disk was buried, there were also 81 Bronze Pillars. They had not been destroyed for millions of years.
Apart from that, a sudden wave of information that tore through his mind was like a sharp blade. It was as if the memory that had been sealed for a long time had been cut open. The fragments disappeared in his sea of consciousness one by one.
…
Under the starry sky, above the blue sea, the world was like a huge piece of glass. It was surrounded by the boundless sea with no end. A hall was suspended between heaven and earth. It seemed to be in the starry sky, but it also seemed to be in the sea.
"… 79, 80, 81. Why is it 81?" The man looked at the majestic hall in front of him and asked in a deep voice.
"It is recorded in the Book of the Four Seasons: It begins with one and ends with ten. The cycle is endless, and there is no end to the calamity. It is the number that all things grow and multiply endlessly. Nine by nine is endless, and it returns to the original one. "
The woman raised her hand and a page of a golden book appeared in front of her. Thousands of golden lights gathered to form words. They were displayed like stars disappearing.
The man asked, "One is the origin of all things, the beginning of the universe. The number of Tao is the mathematical theory that transcends the Nirvana Realm. It is also the origin of the Great Tao. In the billions of time and space, in the countless universes, where is the place of origin? "
The woman answered softly, "It is recorded in the book that when one transcends the Nirvana Realm, the origin of Tao will appear, and one will return to the place of origin."
"Transcending the Nirvana Realm, will there really be such a day?" The man's sigh gradually became faint.
…
The fragments in his mind were connected to the vast divine hall in front of him. The Bronze Pillars that looked like tombstones seemed to be connected to the endless past and the endless future.
At this moment, the past and the future were all gathered at this point in time.
"Ah!"
Yang Qingxuan was in great pain. Countless lights and shadows gathered in his mind. It was as if his head had exploded. He rolled and struggled in the water for a while before he completely lost consciousness and stopped moving.
…
"Tomorrow is the final battle with Gu Yao. Perhaps we can find the opportunity to transcend the Nirvana Realm."
"This is the weapon I made with the arrow that pierced Gu Yao. Carry it with you. If it can kill Gu Yao once, it can kill him a second time. "
…
After an unknown period of time, Yang Qingxuan gradually woke up. When he opened his eyes, he saw the blue sea and the blue sky. He was lying on a flying warship.
"I … What happened?"
His head was still hurting. He shook his fingers and slowly regained his senses.
Adé was sitting cross-legged beside him. He opened his eyes slightly and said, "You are awake."
Yang Qingxuan struggled to prop up his upper body. He looked around. The warship was still bustling with drinking and noise. They were in a quiet corner of the warship.
"We are not at the bottom of the sea … not Yin …"
"Shh …" Before Yang Qingxuan could finish, Adé put a finger to his lips and cut him off.
Adé looked around and whispered, "It's a mirage."
"A mirage? How, how is that possible? "
Yang Qingxuan's face was pale. The conversation between the man and woman was still clear in his mind.
However, he couldn't recall their faces at all. No matter how hard he racked his brain, he couldn't remember anything.
However, that woman mentioned the Book of Four Seasons. Could that woman be Vera?
The more Yang Qingxuan thought about it, the more likely it seemed. From the content of the conversation, that man should be Yin Wu Of Gojoseon.
"It is indeed inconceivable, but it is indeed a mirage."
Adé's words interrupted his thoughts. "A mirage usually appears on the surface of the sea. However, it is extremely rare to see one at the bottom of the sea."
Yang Qingxuan thought for a moment and said, "If it is a mirage, it means that Yinwu Hall has already appeared somewhere in the Black Sea, right?"
Adler was taken aback and stood there dumbfounded.
According to his previous deduction of Yinwu Hall, although Yinwu Hall was in the Black Sea, it was restricted by the laws of space-time.
Just as Yang Qingxuan said, if a mirage appeared, then Yinwu Hall should have already appeared. This contradicted his leap month deduction.
He said in a daze, "What do you think is going on?"
Yang Qingxuan looked up. A strong idea popped up in his mind. "Perhaps the Yinwu Hall we see is a projection from ancient times."
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