Chapter 133

Get up again and move forward. This time, Mo Li's speed slowed down a lot.

The following people don't know what Mo Li found, but now they can only put all their hopes on this mysterious boy.

While walking, pay attention to the walls on both sides. Mo Li's frown gradually stretches. When he comes to a corner, he suddenly stops.

Walking to the stone wall at the corner, Mo Li took a deep breath and slowly put out his right palm.

A strange scene appeared!

Mo Li's white palm touched the wall, but he was sucked in by the stone wall without much effort!

"My God! What's going on! "

"Hell

After that, there were intermittent exclamations.

Take back the palm, Mo Li's face showed a smile: "here is the real entrance!"

"How did you find out?" Wind bell embraces Mo Li's arm, and his face is full of curiosity.

"Look at the scratches here..." Mo Li pointed to a few scratches on the stone wall, and then explained: "the lines I drew are unidirectional, but there are four scratches here at the same time, indicating that although these walls are active, this place is a gathering point! If there is an entrance, it must be here! "

The crowd suddenly realized and nodded.

"Come on, go in and have a look!"

Mo Li's voice fell down. He pulled the wind chime and Dong Miaoyu to the wall. The people behind him were stunned and quickly followed.

There is a big difference between them.

Passing through the stone wall of the cave, what appears in front of Mo Li's group is a completely different world.

A winding river, a scattered attic, a complete city!

This is the scene before the eyes of several people!

Now the place where they are is the top of an attic. Looking down from the window, the empty city seems familiar.

"Here..." Prince Lun frowned and exclaimed: "this is Qingfeng city!"

"Qingfeng city?" Don't be surprised.

"Yes, as like as two peas, but not completely and with lots of plants and buildings, the pattern here is exactly the same as that in Qingfeng city. There are also some relics in Qingfeng city! "

After hearing Wang zilun's words, everyone looked around from the window. As he said, there was a shadow of Qingfeng city in front of the empty city.

"Here's a stone tablet!"

A cry of surprise came from behind, and the group turned around to see a stone tablet standing at the top of the stairs in the attic.

Mo Li walked slowly to the stone tablet, and several lines of words engraved on it came into view

The water and the sky are the same, and the bridge is full of beauty.

Qingshen you sue, wind and rain do not abandon each other.

Life and death are of the same mind, and we say goodbye at the door.

In the night light language, north again dependent.

"This is... This is a love poem written by Emperor Qingfeng to his wife!" Dong Miaoyu exclaimed, "is this relic from emperor Qingfeng?"

Emperor Qingfeng?

Many people in Qingfeng city don't know the name of misty water, let alone Mo Li and Su ranxue who came out of the snow.

Looking at the confusion on everyone's face, Dong Miaoyu pursed his lips and explained in detail: "emperor Qingfeng is a figure in unofficial history. It is said that he is the founder of Qingfeng city... In ancient times, there were not so many sects rising. At that time, in order to plunder resources, there were wars everywhere. Emperor Qingfeng established Qingfeng city when he practiced Taoism at the source of Luohe River, It's used to shelter displaced people. Later, by chance, Emperor Qingfeng met his wife at manqiao in Qingfeng City, and they fell in love from then on. "

After a pause, Dong Miaoyu sighed and then went on: "later, due to the continuous battles in the mainland, a very brutal evil force appeared in the south. Emperor Qingfeng and a group of friends went to the South together. After years of hard struggle, Emperor Qingfeng finally swept the southern mainland and returned to Qingfeng city in the cheers and support of the people. Only when he came back did he find that... His wife, who was not high in cultivation, had fallen more than ten years ago... Emperor Qingfeng turned white overnight and hid in Qingfeng mountain for a hundred years. When he came back, he left three poems for his dead wife. It is said that the three poems contain clues about the treasure of emperor Qingfeng's life, What's more, he collected the famous sword skills and skills of emperor Qingfeng - the falling rain sword, the falling rain formula! "

Falling rain sword? The secret of falling rain?

Hearing these two names, people couldn't help but shine in front of their eyes.

If the legend is true, the emperor Qingfeng should be a super power in ancient times. Is his skill and sword skill poor?

"It's just a legend all the time. I didn't expect it to be true!" Looking at the poem on the stone tablet, Dong Miaoyu was filled with emotion.

"Are these what you see in the book?" Mo Li looks at Dong Miaoyu and asks.

"Well..." Dong Miaoyu nodded, "I saw this record in a miscellaneous book by chance. I thought the story was very sad and beautiful, and the three poems were also very touching, so I wrote it down..."

Hearing Dong Miaoyu's reply, Mo Li nodded slowly and then asked, "what about the remaining two poems? Do you remember? "

"Remember!" Dong Miaoyu nodded, "give me pen and paper, I'll write it down for you!"

Mo Li takes out a pen and paper from the ring. Dong Miaoyu looks around and walks to a nearby wooden table to copy.

Half a moment later, in the eyes of everyone's expectation, Dong Miaoyu gives Mo Li the other two poems he wrote down.

"I've been lost for half my life, but I haven't come back yet. Thousands of beauties, only the people in the painting. Love can't be told, only love is bitter. We can only get together when we sleep, and we will be alone at dawn. " Mo Li looked at the second ancient poem, whispered, frowned, without the slightest clue.

Then Mo Li set his eyes on the third song: "flying snow and falling dust, and the drizzle is just beginning to stop. The light of the sword, the shadow of the sword, the sound of parting. It's a long and bloody road. Whispered to call you, inch inch soldiers a crack

The crowd gathered around and looked at the three ancient poems. They wanted to find some clues from them. After thinking for a long time, they got nothing.

The literal meaning of these three poems is very easy to understand. The first one is about saying goodbye to his wife before departure and their promise to meet again. The second one is about a man's yearning for his wife when he's out fighting. He can only meet his wife in a dream. The third one describes the tragic situation of the war at that time.

The three poems contain strong love for each other, which shows that the legendary emperor Qingfeng is not only powerful, but also deeply in love with his wife. But if you want to say what secrets are hidden in these three poems, I'm afraid it's not something that a few people can figure out for a while.

With the contents of the three poems in mind, Mo Li led the people down the attic.

Since I can't figure out the meaning of these three poems for a while, let's go to the city to see what we find!