Li Yun looked at an unknown text again.
It was engraved on a huge stone tablet. Although the dents were already covered with dust and moss, it looked filthy, and the entire boulder was also the traces of weather-beaten and corroded by endless time.
But the stone tablet still stands proudly on the ground, with clear handwriting, and every stroke of it seems to be portrayed by a sword immortal, with the Supreme Immortal Sword.
After the writing fell, the stele gave off a dazzling brilliance, and changed from a piece of common stone to an existence comparable to an immortal treasure. Yongzhen is on this island.
Li Yun's heart jumped, thinking of a possibility, wouldn't he?
"Here, there are traces of seniors."
Sage Fanqing raised his head and looked at the top of the stone monument, his eyes seemed to have gone through the years and saw the figures of the cultivators who had stayed on this island.
Ten thousand years ago, this place must have been a prosperous place, with many powerful seniors, who opened a market here, traded immortal materials, and exchanged their cultivation experience.
But now, everything is gone, and the fairy trails are no longer there, only a stone monument is left to witness the beginning.
"It is indeed an ancient fairy."
Looking at this cyan stone stele full of traces of time, Li Yun also expressed emotion. He was sure that the ancient immortals he said and the "immortals" known by Van Qing Sheng were two different people.
"Well, it can leave traces of Taoist rhyme that has gone through tens of thousands of years. The person who painted the stele must be a legendary figure who is about to become an immortal."
Sage Fanqing nodded slightly, and reached out to touch the stone tablet with a small hand, wanting to feel the rhyme of the Taoist left by his predecessors at close range.
"do not!"
Li Yun hurriedly stopped her and nodded her forehead angrily. Saint Fan Qing didn't know why, and blinked a pair of innocent big eyes to look at him.
The innocent expression of the cold fairy is really...cute.
Li Yun said amusedly: "The origin of the stone tablet is unknown, so be careful to be pulled into the illusion. Moreover, the origin of the stone tablet is more powerful than you might think!"
"...You are right."
Sage Fanqing nodded, but still stretched out his little hand, touched the stone monument, and said: "But, the people of the six gates are fine, I am not afraid, let alone you."
Li Yun's eyelids jumped down, how do you feel that Master Saint is still stubborn?
Fortunately, it was okay. Fanqing's holy Bai Sujie's little hand pressed against the cyan stone stele and touched the stone stele that had been eroded by the years, and she didn't see any strange expression.
"Let me take a look too." Li Yun stretched out his hand, juxtaposed with the little hand of Fanqing Sage Yubai, and pressed them on the cyan stone stele together.
boom!
In an instant, the world turned around, and Li Yun once again came to an inexplicable place.
"Ah!" Sage Fanqing shrank his pupils and quickly withdrew his hands. He was about to pull Li Yun away, only to find that he had opened his eyes.
"Li Yun, what's the matter with you?" Fan Qingsheng's eyes were full of worry.
"...The gods pay homage, ten thousand immortals are coming!"
Li Yun looked at her steadily, and after a long time, he spit out eight words from his mouth.
"Gods, ten thousand immortals are coming?"
Sage Fanqing frowned slightly, touched Li Yun's cheek with his hand in doubt, and divine mind lightly probed his whole body to make sure that he was not possessed by something unclean, and then he was relieved and said: "Who His name? Wanfaxian?"
"..."
Li Yun couldn't laugh or cry. After grabbing her little hand, he sighed and said, "Wan Faxian is a fart... Uh, Qingsheng, don't blame me for swearing."
Fan Qingsheng shook her head. She didn't mind the foul language. It was the same to her, as long as Li Yun said it.
"Here..." Li Yun took a deep breath: "It's the dojo of the saint!!"
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