Countless years ago, the Heavenly Tomes transformed into a stream of fire and descended into the world, landing in the southern part of the current capital. Naturally, a mound rose up, and that was the Mausoleum of Books. Countless stone tablets were scattered among them, and they were one with the earth. They could not be separated at all, nor could they be moved. No matter in the Daoist Canon or the history books, there were no records of these stone tablets leaving the Mausoleum of Books. So when Chen Changsheng spent a day in the Mausoleum of Books to see the seventeen Heavenly Tome Monoliths of the front mausoleum, he saw a broken monolith at the very end of the monolith hut. He thought in shock just who could actually break a Heavenly Tome Monolith and take it away.
Now, looking at the stone pillar below the mausoleum that emitted a clear light and the stone layer that was constantly peeling off, he knew that the Heavenly Tome Monoliths that left the Mausoleum of Books were in the stone pillar. In other words, the person who broke a Heavenly Tome Monolith and took it away was Zhou Dufu. That's right, other than Zhou Dufu, who else in the world could do such a world-shocking thing? He looked at the other nine stone pillars around the mausoleum, and his body became more and more stiff. If these stone pillars were also Heavenly Tome Monoliths, then did Zhou Dufu not take away ten Heavenly Tome Monoliths from the Mausoleum of Books?
So this was the greatest secret of the Garden of Zhou.
No matter if it was the inheritance left behind by the experts of the previous generation, or even the Sword Pool or Zhou Dufu's Halving Blade Technique, none of them could compare to the secret in the stone pillars.
Just as he was thinking about these things in shock, the other nine stone pillars also began to emit a Qi that seemed to come from ancient times, and the clear light gradually rose.
The clear light fell into the sky, and tore the sky into pieces. Those pieces landed on the grassland, and exploded with an unimaginable storm of energy. The world changed color, and the hurricane that wreaked havoc on the grassland became more and more terrifying. It even swept up the monsters that were as heavy as mountains and the rocks under the wet mud. The shaking of the earth became more and more violent. No monsters could stand still anymore, and they all fell to the ground. Those monsters that struggled to fly into the sky could not even fly out of the grassland before they were swept far away by the countless turbulent air currents. It was unknown whether they were dead or alive.
The grassland, as well as the world of the Garden of Zhou further outside, all became extremely chaotic. They were on the verge of destruction. Even the majestic mausoleum began to tremble. There were huge rocks that were torn apart by the storm of energy, turning into heavy rocks that rolled down from high above. They produced rumbling sounds like thunder, crushing many monsters that could not dodge in time along the way.
The whirlwind arrived at the mausoleum. Nanke closed her eyes and waited for death in the fierce wind. She was instantly swept up and floated towards the back of the plain. The two maids, Ning Cui and Hua Qiu, let out sorrowful cries and desperately ignited their spiritual bodies. They turned into two streaks of spiritual light and arrived at her side. They instantly turned into wings of light and attached themselves to her body.
The whistling gale carried Nanke's body into the distance. The wings of light quickly became specks of light, disappearing in the blink of an eye. Seeing this scene, Chen Changsheng calmed down. He used the Yeshi Step to break through the tearing of the fierce gale and returned to the front of the mausoleum's main entrance. His left hand gripped the dagger and stabbed it into the thick and heavy stone door, while his right hand extended towards Xu Yourong.
He was prepared to untie Xu Yourong's belt and tie her to himself.
Xu Yourong woke up and looked at the desolate plain in front of her. Her expression was slightly perplexed, but when she saw that the ten stone pillars in front of the mausoleum were currently emitting clear light, she very quickly deduced everything. Her face became abnormally pale and she muttered, "He really did place it in the Garden of Zhou."
A clear light landed not far from the main entrance of the mausoleum. The divine path collapsed and there was a violent tremor.
Chen Changsheng was jolted back into the stone wall. His right hand tightly gripped the hilt of his dagger, which was why he was not swept away by the gale and was unable to grab her.
The Tong Bow in Xu Yourong's hand swayed in the wind and turned back into the luxuriant wutong tree. The roots of the tree stuck tightly to the stone wall, helping her stabilize her body.
In the whistling gale, the green leaves fell one by one. Her black hair floated past her pale face and slightly absent-minded eyes.
Chen Changsheng looked at her and yelled, "How can you make this stop?"
Ever since he entered the plain, he was used to listening to her suggestions. He knew what kind of wisdom and insight she possessed, and he had also faintly heard what she had said before. Although he did not understand why she understood this matter so well, only needing a glance to know what had happened.
Xu Yourong studied the Heavenly Tomes day and night at Holy Maiden Peak, and she also had a deep relationship with the Divine Empress, so she knew this secret that basically no one else knew. Looking at the ten stone pillars, she was extremely shocked. After a while, she returned to her senses and muttered to herself, "… There are still two missing."
Back then, Zhou Dufu had cut down twelve Heavenly Tome Monoliths in the Mausoleum of Books. Now, there were only ten around the mausoleum, so where were the other two Heavenly Tome Monoliths? Even though it was such a tense moment, she, who was accompanied by the Heavenly Tomes day and night, still subconsciously thought of this question first, and only then did she hear Chen Changsheng's voice.
Her finger quickly drew on the ground, calculating the relative positions of the ten stone pillars around the mausoleum and deducing the connection between the stone pillars. She was already extremely weak and had always been in a deep sleep. As soon as she woke up, she had to carry out such complicated calculations. Her mind was extremely exhausted, and in just an instant, her face became as pale as snow.
The fierce wind swept up the gravel and landed in the mausoleum, giving off an extremely terrifying sound. The hard cliff rocks were instantly hit with countless holes. Even the wutong tree that was transformed from the Tong Bow was on the verge of collapse. Green leaves constantly fell, and it seemed like it was about to be pierced through. Seeing this scene, Chen Changsheng did not think any further. He took a risk and pulled out the dagger from the cliff rocks. Taking advantage of the gap in the wind, he moved to Xu Yourong's side with difficulty and opened the Yellow Paper Umbrella, helping her block the arrow-like gravel.
The Yellow Paper Umbrella constantly gave off heavy banging sounds.
It was quiet under the Yellow Paper Umbrella. Chen Changsheng did not say anything, as he did not want to disturb her calculations.
After an unknown amount of time, Xu Yourong shook her head and said, "I can't calculate it."
Chen Changsheng's gaze passed over the edge of the Yellow Paper Umbrella and landed on the stone pillar in front of the mausoleum. He said, "There should be a way."
This was not blind optimism, but a stubborn belief. Since Zhou Dufu was able to suppress these Heavenly Tome Monoliths back then, they would definitely be able to as well. Their current cultivation levels were obviously far from Zhou Dufu's back then, but that method should be there, waiting for them to discover it.
"The positions of these ten stone pillars and their relationship with each other are rather subtle. It should be a kind of formation that allows the Qi between these stone pillars to clash with each other, forming a kind of balance. Logically speaking, it should not be as violent as it is now. I can't calculate what the problem is."
Xu Yourong was currently very weak. When she said those words, she actually revealed an extremely rare feeling of defeat.
Chen Changsheng said, "In the past, the Sword Pool should have been responsible for suppressing the balance. Now that the Sword Pool has been taken away by me, if I release the ten thousand swords now, will it be of any use?"
Without needing too many specific details, Xu Yourong already knew what had happened when she was unconscious from his few short sentences. Without any time to be astonished, she once again began to calculate. However, even after adding the variable of the Sword Pool, she discovered that this matter still did not make sense.
If she wanted the stone pillars to calm down again, if she wanted the great formation to work again, if she wanted the world to return to balance … she needed even more Heavenly Tome Monoliths.
But where could she go to find the Heavenly Tome Monoliths? Who knew where the remaining two of the twelve Heavenly Tome Monoliths that Zhou Dufu had taken from the Mausoleum of Books? And even if she found those two Heavenly Tome Monoliths, the world of the Garden of Zhou was currently collapsing. Who could stop the fall of the sky?
Thus, it was useless.
Whether it was the reappearance of the Sword Pool or the calming of the stone pillars, it was already useless.
The Garden of Zhou was on the verge of destruction. The humans, demons, and monsters left within would all turn to ash or be swept into the void.
Xu Yourong lowered her head and looked at her slightly trembling fingers. She tightly pursed the corner of her lips, just like a stubborn little girl currently grieving.
She felt very useless.
Chen Changsheng understood, and said no more. At this moment, he held a sword in one hand and an umbrella in the other. He had no way of patting her shoulder to comfort her, much less to hug her and give her warmth. As a result, he could only move closer to her, sitting a little closer. His shoulder lightly leaned against hers, hoping to give her some support.
The hurricane swept up countless pebbles and struck the surface of the Yellow Paper Umbrella, bringing with it an extremely terrifying vibration and sound. It was like a giant beating a war drum. If not for the incomparably powerful defensive capabilities of the Yellow Paper Umbrella, they would already be dead.
It was very quiet inside the umbrella.
Xu Yourong leaned against his shoulder, seeming very powerless.
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(The next chapter, before nine o 'clock.)
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