The forests, herb gardens and mountain peaks around the Holy City were all withered and bleak, without much vitality.
Especially the Spirit Beast Garden in the east, there were many rare and precious Spirit Beasts. Not only were there groups of Spirit Cranes, there were also Heavenly Horses.
But now, in the huge Spirit Beast Garden, there were only a few Spirit Beasts.
The gate and walls of the Spirit Beast Garden were dilapidated, with broken bricks everywhere and the ground was full of holes.
The situation of the herb garden in the west of the Holy City was not much better.
The large formation that protected the herb garden had already disappeared, leaving only a few scattered small formations that were still flickering with a weak light.
Most of the flower beds and herb gardens had turned into a grayish-brown wasteland, with many holes and ravines on the ground.
Only a few innermost herb gardens were still planted with some herbs and Spirit Flowers.
In short, Ji Tianxing stood on top of the mountain peak and looked around, only to see a scene of decay and withering.
He could not believe that this gloomy, dilapidated and gray Holy City was the Holy Land of Martial Arts that he had opened back then.
Zhi Bai and Shou Hei had been standing behind Ji Tianxing, deeply feeling the change in his mood.
Their mood was also somewhat heavy, with a gloomy face, they explained: "Master, the Pillar of Heavens Mountains was definitely not like this in the past, this place was a top Holy Land of Martial Arts a thousand years ago!"
"It's just that in the past thousand years, many forces have been secretly plotting against us, causing our sect's power to continuously weaken, resulting in today's situation …"
Zhi Bai and Shou Hei knew that the current situation of the Pillar of Heavens Mountains was really worrying, it had already reached a critical point.
The two of them were absolutely loyal to the Pillar of Heavens Mountains, naturally they would not despise it, let alone have any thoughts of betrayal.
However, some disciples with weak willpower had already started to escape.
Therefore, when the two of them saw Ji Tianxing's grave expression, they were worried that Ji Tianxing would despise the decline of the Pillar of Heavens Mountains.
Ji Tianxing did not say anything, he rode the Black Dragon over the forest and landed in the Holy City.
The layout of the Holy City was rather peculiar, it was circular and sat on top of the mountain.
The outer circle was 36 ancient houses, and the inner circle was 18 imposing palaces.
In the middle of the Holy City was a dojo with a radius of a hundred miles. It was surrounded by many palaces and mansions.
The huge dojo was paved with dozens of different kinds of stones, all of which were extraordinarily effective spirit stones and gemstones.
The ground was dark green in color and was engraved with patterns and patterns of great formations.
This formation with a radius of a hundred miles was created by Kenshin and was known as the Firmament Formation.
The Heavenly Dome Formation was the core of the Pillar of Heavens Mountains. It had 81 transformations and could transform into all sorts of formations with extraordinary effects.
In the middle of the dojo stood a black stone tablet that was thousands of feet tall. It was like a giant sword that stood between heaven and earth.
Without a doubt, the towering black sword stele was based on the Sword of Burial Of Heaven. It was also the totem of the Pillar of Heavens Mountains.
Under the huge sword stele was a pedestal with a radius of a thousand feet. There were many patterns and seal characters engraved on it.
The lines of bold and powerful characters were also written by Kenshin. They were about the righteousness of the way of the sword and the rules of Tianzhu Mountain.
Even after thousands of years, the black sword stele was still intact. It added a sense of vicissitudes to it.
The black dragon landed on the dojo. Ji Tianxing looked at the sword stele. After looking at it for a while, his expression became much gentler.
No matter how much the Pillar of Heavens Mountains declined, no matter how disappointing the disciples were, the sword stele was still intact.
At the very least, the dojo and the sword stele had been preserved, which was a blessing in disguise.
Ji Tianxing stood under the sword stele and stared at the pedestal with a complicated gaze. He looked at the patterns and words on the black stone wall.
The lines of bold and powerful characters emitted an unparalleled domineering aura and sword intent.
Even after thousands of years, the ancient characters seemed to have come alive. They made people not dare to look at them directly. They were filled with reverence.
"As a master, I will not hide anything. I will not hesitate to die for my disciple. Only then can I have a long history!"
These words came from Kenshin. They were written before the rules of the Pillar of Heavens Mountains. It was the general outline of the thirty-six rules of the sect.
A thousand years ago, the Martial Masters and disciples of the Pillar of Heavens Mountains always remembered these words and engraved them in their hearts.
Therefore, a thousand years ago, the Pillar of Heavens Mountains was known as the number one sect under the heavens.
Ji Tianxing silently recited the general outline of the sect rules. His gaze gradually moved up and looked at the sky along the sword stele. Suddenly, he raised his head and laughed.
"Hahahaha … … The endless river flows to the east, the waves wash away the heroes. Right and wrong, success and failure vanish in the blink of an eye!
The Holy Mountain is still here, the sunset is still red.
The white-haired fisherman and woodcutter on the river, accustomed to the autumn moon and spring breeze, meet again with a pot of turbid wine.
How many things have happened in the past and the present? "
Ji Tianxing opened his arms and laughed wildly. His tone contained a strong sense of desolation and carefreeness.
The black dragon, Zhi Bai and Shou Hei looked at his back with complicated expressions. They felt the endless sense of desolation and their hearts became heavy.
The Burial Of Heaven also flew out from Ji Tianxing's body and turned into a black stream of light. With a 'xiu' sound, it drilled into the huge sword stele.
Suddenly, the thousand feet tall ancient sword stele seemed to come alive. It emitted a dazzling cold light and let out a sword cry that pierced through the clouds.
Ji Tianxing waved his big sleeve and stood proudly under the sword stele. His long hair fluttered in the wind as he shouted with a solemn expression, "The sea turns into mulberry fields, the stars move!
The divine splendor of the past is gone, but I have returned from reincarnation!
Three thousand disciples bring peace to the world, a hundred thousand divine swords suppress the heavens! "
Along with the vigorous sound waves, a vast and mighty, formless aura swept out like a gale and engulfed the entire dojo.
The ten thousand feet tall Pillar of Heavens Mountains, as if it had a soul, obeyed his command and yielded to his pressure. It actually shook three times!
At this time, a white-haired daoist wearing an apricot yellow daoist robe and holding a golden horsetail whisk rushed over with a few elders in purple robes.
When everyone stepped onto the dojo, they saw Ji Tianxing, the black dragon, Zhi Bai and Shou Hei. They also heard Ji Tianxing's desolate laughter.
Especially the last few words, it was like thunder piercing their ears, deafening their ears.
The white-haired daoist's body suddenly trembled. His footsteps stiffened and he froze on the spot. An incomparably shocked expression appeared on his old face.
His eyes widened as if he saw the most inconceivable thing in the world. He was so excited that his whole body trembled.
"Mas … Master?!"
The white-haired daoist was so excited that his beard trembled. He muttered to himself. His old eyes were red and wet.
His legs went soft and he almost knelt down to pay his respects.
The few elders in purple robes were still confused. They only saw the white-haired daoist's expression change and did not know what was going on.
One of the elders angrily glared at Ji Tianxing under the sword stele. He even shouted with a dignified tone, "Who is making a racket here?! How dare you be rude to our sect's sacred sword!! "
As soon as he finished speaking, the white-haired daoist suddenly turned his head and glared at him fiercely. He angrily shouted, "Bastard! Shut up for this old man! "
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