This world was not very big, much less grand. It gave one the feeling that they had arrived at a small village in the countryside. The scenery was peaceful.
It was a pavilion that could accommodate a hundred people sitting on the ground. The ancient trees that were built around it were mottled with the traces of time.
Around the pavilion were 100 thatched cottages. They were extremely simple and unadorned. The mosses were green on the stairs, and the grass was green.
Between the thatched cottages, there were small bridges and flowing water that ran through everything. Ancient trees meandered, and the shade was green. Tens of thousands of beasts walked around. It was a peaceful scene.
Xuanyuan sighed in his heart as he stood in this world. The Zhongzhou Dynasty was indeed the Zhongzhou Dynasty.
It was indeed worthy of being the strongest faction of the human race. Since ancient times, it had been respected. Even though the Zhongzhou Dynasty was no longer as powerful as it was in the past, the foundation left behind by its ancestors was still something that the Blue Dragon Sacred Land could not compare to. The difference was too great.
Not to mention anything else, even if ten supreme dao treasures were all resurrected and attacked by ten ancient sages, they would not be able to damage this place at all. Xuanyuan instinctively felt that there were many extraordinary heaven-defying restrictions hidden in this seemingly ordinary village. More importantly, there was a kind of aura.
The auras of many ancient sages circled around. Their literary thoughts and essence qi gathered here. This was the place where the unified language of the human race was born.
This was the place where the Hundred Schools of Thought elected the Hongmeng Celestial Thearch.
This was the place where the laws of the world were enacted. It was decided by the Hongmeng Celestial Thearch and the Hundred Sages.
This was the place where the people of the world lived. This was the place where the Hongmeng Celestial Thearch and the Hundred Sages discussed policies that benefited the country and the people.
There were too many stories here. It was hard to imagine.
Their spirits were eternally imprinted here. It was as if Xuanyuan could see them sitting cross-legged in the pavilion and discussing the situation of the world.
Just as Xuanyuan and the others entered, a very calm voice sounded.
"Jingxuan, what are you doing?"
After all, this was the holy land of the Zhongzhou Dynasty. Even the direct bloodline of the Zhongzhou Dynasty might not necessarily be able to enter. Fu Jingxuan naturally broke some of the rules by bringing so many outsiders in at once. Fu Jingxuan raised an eyebrow, completely unaware of his own actions. He said, "My master said that he had something important to discuss and wished to meet the ancestors, so I brought them in."
"Sigh, you child. Forget it. You've grown up. You know what's important …"
Another old man sighed. He walked out of a thatched hut and said slowly, "Friends from the Buddhist League and Daoist League, please come out."
Behind Xuanyuan, three experts from Buddhism and Taoism walked out respectively. Their auras were peaceful, just like ordinary people. It made people feel very close to them, and it was difficult to reject them. This was a situation that would only occur when one had cultivated to a certain level.
"The Zhongzhou Dynasty is indeed far from what it used to be." An old man from Daoist League sighed helplessly. He was more or less disappointed.
"The Central Divine Prefecture is the first to bear the brunt of the decline of the human race. Never mind, let's not talk about this. Xuanyuan, if you have something to say, please say it directly. We're all listening. I hope Jingxuan is not impulsive this time," the old man said calmly.
"The celestial race is about to launch an attack on the human race." Xuanyuan's tone was calm and unruffled.
Fu Jingxuan's sword-like brows were raised. His murderous aura surged as he said solemnly, "I was afraid that they wouldn't attack. It's good that they've come. Let's uproot them all and return peace to the Central Divine Prefecture."
"We also feel this. The world is no longer peaceful. What else? Is there anything else important? " The old man's expression did not change much. The Zhongzhou Dynasty was the center of the human race. It was the lifeline that controlled the human race's destiny. Its geographical position was excellent. If there was any great disaster, they would naturally be the first to know. Especially at this critical juncture, they naturally observed the direction of the human race's destiny every day. It was not difficult for them to observe the general situation of the world.
"The Lingge Pavilion is working with the celestial race, and they are behind the Zhongzhou Dynasty. Therefore, we want to enter the imperial mausoleum of the Zhongzhou Dynasty, find the entrance to the Lingge Pavilion, and negotiate with them," Xuanyuan said solemnly.
"What!" The old man's expression finally changed. The Lingge Pavilion's allegiance to the celestial race was like a bolt from the blue to the Zhongzhou Dynasty. If Xuanyuan had not said anything, then it was very likely that the Zhongzhou Dynasty would have been the first major faction to suffer a crushing defeat.
"That's right, it's absolutely true. For this reason, we worked together to divine the location of the Lingge Pavilion. Please forgive us for offending you." A senior monk immediately verified on Xuanyuan's behalf.
"That's why we've come to visit all of you, seniors. We hope to obtain your permission to enter the imperial mausoleum and prevent the Lingge Pavilion from wreaking havoc," Xuanyuan sighed.
"With just you lot, how can you deal with the beings of the Lingge Pavilion? Their strength has already reached an unimaginable level. Even if the six behind you work together, they won't be a match for them." Another old man walked out of a thatched hut. He was hale and hearty, with white hair and a ruddy complexion. The righteous aura of the Confucian school surged from his body, shooting straight into the heavens. His aura of righteousness roiled like the tides of the sea.
"Negotiate …" Xuanyuan explained his thoughts.
"Finally, I want to bring Jing Xuan along. After all, he has the Humanoid Monarch Sacred Body. Back then, it was the Haotian Humanoid Monarch who founded the Lingge Pavilion that allowed them to have today's achievements. I hope that, on account of Jing Xuan's Humanoid Monarch Sacred Body, they can consider things over and over again. It would be best if Jing Xuan could enter the Lingge Pavilion as the Haotian Humanoid Monarch Sacred Body to govern them. As for the Zhongzhou Dynasty, let their foundation emerge and take control."
"The foundation cannot appear unless it is at the most critical moment." Another elder walked out. He emphasized each and every word he said.
"But letting Jing Xuan enter the Lingge Pavilion as a descendant of the Haotian Humanoid Monarch is feasible.
"Everyone, what do you think?" the old Confucian asked in a harmonious voice.
The world fell silent. After a pause, many people spoke up. "Let's do it this way. Let them try. There's no better way now."
The old Confucian chopped at the air, and a door appeared. He gestured with his hand. "Everyone, please."
Xuanyuan nodded and cupped his hands. "Many thanks."
"We should be the ones saying that. You are doing this for the sake of the people of the world, not for yourself. We will do our best to ensure your safety." The old Confucian sighed.
Xuanyuan said no more. He led Shi Yan, Yuan 'er, Mochou, Fu Jingxuan, the six supreme Buddhist experts, and the old Confucian into the imperial cemetery of the Zhongzhou Dynasty.
The Zhongzhou imperial cemetery was also a secret place. In the Zhongzhou Dynasty, those who had not reached a certain status were not qualified to enter. No one dared to disturb the peace of the ancient emperors of the past. Respecting the heavens and the earth, and respecting the ancestors — this was the tradition of the human race.
The burial grounds of the ancient emperors were protected by many terrifying restrictions. This was a place that Peng Fei had dreamed of entering. Xuanyuan thought that the cemetery of the ancient emperors of the Zhongzhou Dynasty must be magnificent, and no one in the world could surpass it.
But when Xuanyuan arrived, he was completely dumbfounded.
Because this place was not as magnificent as he had imagined. It was a stretch of yellow earth, and there were eight ordinary burial mounds in front of him. The old Confucian looked at this scene and said, "This is the burial ground of the ancient emperors of the Zhongzhou Dynasty.
"The feng shui here is extremely ominous. The eight ancient emperors buried themselves here to suppress the ominous feng shui. Even in death, they did so for the sake of the people of the world." At this moment, many of Xuanyuan's doubts were answered. Although the Zhongzhou Dynasty was the lifeline of the human race and had a geographical advantage, there were advantages and disadvantages. This was also an ominous place. If it could not be suppressed, the world would be in danger.
The eight ordinary burial mounds did not even have a tombstone on them, but Xuanyuan could feel the aura of the ancient emperors from within, suppressing the ominous feng shui below them.
Xuanyuan stopped, paused, and knelt on both knees, kowtowing three times. The eight ancient emperors had made great contributions to the human race. Even after their deaths, they were only a part of the yellow earth, and they still had to suppress this extremely poor feng shui with their own bodies. One could not help but feel deep respect for them.
"Ancient emperors of the human race, our race is facing a great calamity. This is a time of life and death. I hope that you can protect our human race from this calamity."
Fu Jingxuan, Shi Yan, Yuan Er, Mochou, and the others all knelt to pay their respects. Even the six supreme experts of the buddhist path were no exception. These ancient emperors were worthy of respect from the bottom of one's heart.
They rose, and Xuanyuan looked at the six supreme experts. "Have you divined the location of that door?"
The six peerless experts shook their heads in unison. The old scholar slowly said, "The Spirit Pavilion has never had any dealings with us. Even though we are only a short distance away from them, we have never paid them a visit. Even I don't know where the entrance is. Moreover, they have moved several times and their whereabouts are uncertain. They can enter and leave this place freely, so we can't do anything to them."
Xuanyuan looked at Yuan Er. "Yuan Er, you are of the same root as them. Try to sense where the entrance to the Spirit Pavilion is."
Yuan Er closed her eyes to sense the surroundings. After a moment, she pointed to the east. "There are many doors. Go this way."
"What do you mean?" Xuanyuan did not understand. Many doors?
"The Clear Sky Human King must have been afraid that someone would have designs on them, so he set up many doors of death, leaving only one door of life. Those are all used to deal with those with ulterior motives." Yuan Er faced the sky. Her eyes were like stars, and her figure was graceful. Her movements were like flowing water, natural and harmonious, blending into the world.
"Yes, Mochou also sensed it." Mochou's long hair hung down, black and glossy like silk. She wore a yellow dress that fluttered in the wind. At all times, the battle qi of heaven and earth would automatically get close to her, supporting her body and moving according to her thoughts. Once she attacked and used her divine abilities, her killing power would be boundless. Her Thousand Spirit Body had reached major success. Although it was still a distance away from perfection, it was already very useful.
Wherever Shiguan went, spiritual beings would prostrate themselves to show their respect. Shiguan had done far, far too much for heaven and earth spiritual beings. This was the aura of countless heaven and earth spiritual beings that had been branded onto Shiguan. It was a signal for other heaven and earth spiritual beings to show respect when they encountered Shiguan.
The Old Confucian and the six supreme experts all sighed in their hearts. These three women's hearts were pure and flawless, which was extremely rare. Their hearts were connected to the heavens, the reason of heaven and earth, and they drew close to all spiritual beings. They were benevolent and kind women. To be able to gather beside Xuanyuan, one could see how profound Xuanyuan's fortune was.
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