Nightfall Chapter 72: Someone was here before

Volume Two, Winter Lake, Chapter 72, Someone Was Here in the Past

After a long time, Ning Que gradually woke up from the shock, but his emotions were still complicated.

It is also an unknowable place in the legend. The mountain behind the academy will only give people a sense of closeness and kindness, but it is not as easy to have a spiritual impact as here. He thought that this is probably Moshan Mountain. The kind of distinction that the day said, the back mountain of the academy allows the sacred and secular two generations to communicate, while the Mozong mountain gate is indifferently above the duny.

Buried by the wind and snow in the Tiancai Mountain for decades, the Demon Sect Mountain Gate has long been abandoned, and when I look up, I feel desolate. The more empty and majestic, the more desolate I feel. Ning Que thinks about the time when the Demon Sect was still strong. , The scene of countless believers kneeling down on a huge stone beam to worship, could not help but give birth to countless sighs.

To be able to dig out such a huge space in the middle of Xuefeng, the organization and operation ability possessed by the deserted people thousands of years ago is really unimaginable. Ning Que thought that it was Datang who drove these deserted people out of the wasteland and arrived. In the extreme northern cold region, while sighing, a strong sense of pride can't help but give birth to.

Immediately afterwards, he thought of more things through the magnificent architectural space in front of him. The Demon Sect cannot be tolerated in the world. It is precisely because the practitioners of the Demon Sect force the heaven and the earth in the body and blaspheme Haotian. The bright priest who founded the Demon Sect back then allowed the wild people to sculpt such a miraculous miracle in the Tianqi Mountain Range. In the space, perhaps you want to prove that humans can also have the same abilities as Haotian?

In the shining world of Haotian, wanting to express disrespect to Haotian in this silent way is really arrogant to the extreme. No wonder Mingzong is called a demon.

After standing on the edge of the rock wall and watching silently for a long time, Ning Que helped Mo Shanshan onto the stone beam.

The thick stone beams connect the inner space of Xuefeng, and finally meet in the distant sky. The stone beams are extremely wide and can accommodate four carriages moving side by side. Looking at the impact marks and gravel, you can confirm the self The falling stones from the top of the cave were unable to smash these stone beams, and it was impossible for two people to walk on the stone beams.

But after all, the stone beam is suspended in the very high air, without any cover beside it. The mountain wind roars through and the echo slowly oscillates, giving people a very terrifying feeling. Ning Que looks at the empty world outside the stone beam. , Listening to the sound of the wind, felt that his legs were a little stiff, thinking that if the mountain wind blows off the stone beam, it may take a long time to fly in the air before falling to the deep ground.

The stone beam leading to the center of the huge space is very long. The two of them have walked for a long time, and they have only completed less than one-third of the distance. The palace on the floating stone flat in the distance is still like a miniature landscape Small, but the sense of insignificance and fear in the magnificent space gradually fades as I walk.

The speed at the foot of Ning Que and Moshan Mountain was much faster than at the beginning. He was even able to take a look at the scenery around the stone beam. Although the stone beams were all dark and empty, there was nothing at all. landscape.

Then he noticed that deep lines suddenly appeared under his feet. Those lines penetrated deeply into the hard stone beams, and they appeared to extend in an irregular manner. There were very small gravels following the mountains in the lines. The wind rolls.

Ning Que looked carefully with the skylight falling from above, and found that the lines on the stone beams combined together, it turned out to be a very simple painting. These brushes were clumsy and powerful, and should be within the sword and axe. It’s carved from metal weapons, which looks like some kind of very old rock painting.

The petroglyphs on the stone beams gradually show up in front of them with the movement of the two.

These petroglyphs are very large and there are many.

The first petroglyph, it painted a monstrous flood.

A fuzzy-faced man with a straw skirt-like clothing around his waist, holding a pickaxe in his hand, standing on the earth cliff by the flood, shouting angrily towards the rainy sky.

The second rock painting is the wildfire in the mountains.

Several women with fuzzy faces, dressed in short skirts of coarse cloth and holding a basin of water in their hands, stood in the bamboo forest by the wildfire, crying painfully at the burning wheat field.

The third petroglyph is the heavy snow covering the sky.

Dozens of obscure farmers, wrapped in thick animal skins, holding various tools in their hands, ignoring the falling snow above their heads, mending the house silently and intently.

The fourth petroglyph is the earth shaking.

Thousands of unrecognizable black spots, standing in the scarred fields, seem to be burying the dead, seeming to save the living. They did not yell, did not cry, and continued their lives.

Every rock painting is the anger that Haotian descended to the world, and it is the pain and struggle of human beings. No matter how vague the faces of people in the rock paintings, they clearly show the identity of human beings.

The petroglyphs on the stone beams are still spreading forward. As humans have mastered tools, strengthened their will, and understood nature, they have become more and more calm in the face of various disasters. Maybe they The heart is still sad and angry, but no matter what, they survived and have lived until now.

While walking, Ning Que and Mo Shanshan looked at the rock paintings at their feet, their faces gradually became serious, although they could not fully understand or say for sure, the real intentions of these rock paintings were carved on the stone beams by the people of Mozong back then , But as a member of human beings, there will always be some feelings that seem to be absent.

At the front end of the stone beam, the last petroglyph is very simple, with fewer lines than all the previous petroglyphs. At the bottom are three rows of straight lines mixed with countless small stone caves, which probably represent human beings who have multiplied and occupied the world. Those little stone caves seem to be the hands raised up when human beings cheer and celebrate.

Above the three rows of straight lines, deep stone lines form a circle and a semicircle.

Mo Shanshan frowned slightly, looking at the simple and incomprehensible pattern under her feet, thinking about what kind of information contained in it, but no matter how she thought, she had no clue.

Ning Que stared at the last rock painting, and the hand holding Mo Shanshan trembled slightly. He felt that his body was a bit cold, and he guessed something vaguely, but felt that his guess was too absurd.

Unfortunately, at this moment in the deserted Mozong Mountain Gate, there is no time for him to think carefully and think about these Fauvism symbolism Dali and other issues, even if he wants to think, leave Shiliang and set foot The picture that he saw behind the stone flat in the middle of the Xuefeng space did not allow him to think again.

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Countless stone beams gather here, naturally forming a rock flat. The rock flat is suspended in the air with countless feet high. The mountain breeze whizzes from outside the flat, and the floating dust on the palace blows up and down.

There are countless bones piled outside the temple, and the floating ash falls from the gaps between these bones, and then stops flying. Over the past few decades, this process has been repeated several times, so a thick layer of ash accumulates on the palms of the bones, making people feel that these bones are lying in the mud of the river.

Walking down the stone beam, Ning Que first saw the eaves of the Demon Sect's palace, and at the second glance, he saw the bones outside the Demon Sect's palace that had been in the dust for years, and then he could no longer remove it. Own eyes.

When the Demon Sect was destroyed, I don’t know what kind of fierce battles it went through. There were so many dead people on the periphery alone. As time passed, these corpses had become bones, only the sharp cuts on them, and The scattered bones scattered around can also prove some of the cruelty.

Ning Que supported Moshan Mountain through the pile of bones and came to the stone steps near the main hall. He found several intact corpses. The bones in the armor were protected by heavy armor, so that they were not scattered. There were a few people. The bones like branches still held their weapons tightly between them, and they never let go of them until decades after death.

He has seen too many dead people in his life, and has seen more cruel pictures, so he can keep calm, even squatting down and starting to study these complete corpses seriously, but Mo Shanshan has never seen such a In the horrible and cruel picture, the beautiful cheeks looked a little pale, and he held his hands tightly, unable to speak at all.

The weapons held tightly between the bones of the deceased's hands were extraordinary. After decades, the chills were still very strong. Ning Que noticed that the armors worn by these people had the breath of powerful runes, and was even more impressed. Shocked, thinking that these people must have been extremely powerful in the Demon Sect back then.

He stretched out his fingers and brushed the dust off the armor lightly. He wanted to see the runes clearly, but he didn't expect that when his fingertips just touched the surface of the armor, there was a crisp sound, and the seemingly indestructible armor Cracked instantly!

The sound of crisp sound continued, and the armors of these former demon sect powerhouses in front of the stone steps shattered, and the powerful rune aura remaining on them disappeared in the air, and they could no longer feel the slightest.

The break of the armor was smooth and shiny, and it was obviously cut directly by a sharp weapon such as a sword. Who can cut off such a powerful armor with a sword so easily? Moreover, that sword intent was not shot through the body, condensed in the armor for decades, and it burst out suddenly when it was touched by Ning Que's fingers today?

Ning Que has the answer in his heart, and is silent.

Mo Shanshan was taken aback earlier, and seeing his silence at this time, he could see that he was a little relaxed, a little ashamed, and some other feelings.

The two walked up the stone steps and opened the door of the palace.

Opening the door straight to the point, I saw a stone monument as huge as a mountain.

The stele seems to be polished from a whole piece of rock, and the surface is extremely smooth.

"No word monument?"

Mo Shanshan first noticed the stele, thought of the legends he had heard, and said in surprise.

Ning Que was watching the surrounding movement vigilantly, and subconsciously asked, "What is a monument without words?"

Mo Shanshan stunned and said: "The great priest of Guangming who betrayed Haotian and founded the Demon Sect, once said, "He who knows me sins me, only the ear of time, so when he died, he asked not to be on the monument. Leave a word and let the world comment."

"It turns out that the great priest of Guangming was buried under this monument?"

Ning Que looked up in shock, and the expression on his face immediately became more shocked.

Because there are words on the wordless tablet.

An indispensable line of words.

"Academy Ke Haoran killed the Demon Sect here!"

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