v5 Chapter 63： Lingshan

"Tianliang Zushan, what is it?"

The scene here is already full of sacred and mysterious feelings. Coupled with the look and tone of Li Xixing at this time, Hu Jingjing could not help but shudder.

Li Xixing's brow is deep and wrinkled like a knife. This young man who was abandoned by the whole family and Changling in the wilderness since the beginning of his life has shown a hesitant look.

Until Hu Jingjing had some restlessness on his back, he took a deep breath and said: "Before Wu's, Donghu, and Yue's, there was a legendary unified empire in the wilderness and desert outside this border. It’s called Tianliang.”&nbsp****Small* said; any huge empire, like the great dynasty of the year, will have a shocking height, especially the kingdoms of Uzbekistan, Donghu and Yue’s. In fact, I am afraid that it is even bigger than the territory that the countdowns add up.

So just such a sentence, suddenly let Hu Jingjing fall into a more intense shock.

"In the legend, Tianliang was destroyed by an unprecedented plague. In the end, fortunately, the uninfected people locked all the infected people in the ancestral home of Tianliang in order not to spread the plague to other remote tribes. ”

Li Xixing had an unspeakable meaning on the surface, and then slowly said: "The ancestral land of the legendary Tianliang origin is located under the sky, the seasons are like spring, the heavens and the earth naturally breed aura, and the magical medicine can be seen everywhere, even if it is lost. The next stick will sprout in the coming year. But the millions of infected people are all suppressed and sealed in this ancestral land. Those surviving Tianliang people don’t know what the price is. Some very distant tribes have to Knowing the cool people's own choices and righteous actions, they also came to participate in the war. In the legend, here is even worse than the Shura field, all buildings, even the mountains inside are flattened, only one of them is left. Most of the Tianliang people, although they lived here, did not let the people who had dyed the terrible plague escape from here, but those who had to kill a large number of their own people also chose to hang themselves in the Zushan. So the ancestral mountain is also called the mountain of redemption."

Hu Jingjing could not imagine such a cruel legend, especially the millions of figures, which made her brain blank.

"The Tianliang people who finally succumbed to their ancestral mountains believed that their hands were full of sin. Finally, suicide was self-salvation. However, all the surviving tribes in this empire's territory were not just the awe of the first days. And treat them as gods to respect."

“Those surviving tribes have worshipped here as ancestral homes, and they are sheltered by the gods who shelter them. No one can enter.”

After Li Xixing had paused, the body was also a little bit chilly. "I have heard of such legends, but I did not expect such a place."

"If you want to bring us here because you want to lead your friend Ding Ning, what is there in the end?"

Hu Jingjing muttered.

Her sentence is not a problem at all, just want to ease the emotions that are too fluctuating, because Li Xixing can't know what exists in this legendary Tianliang ancestral home.

"what should we do?"

So she asked a real question next.

Since it is finally understood here that the other party’s true intentions, she and Li Xixing can naturally choose to enter or not enter this ancestral land.

Li Xixing glanced at the sky behind.

At this time, the sky is high, and the eagle that has been adorned with him has been faintly visible. It is a black spot in the distant sky.

The hesitant look on his face quickly dissipated, and it was very simple: "Let's go in."

Then he started moving directly and went down.

“Why?” Hu Jingjing could not understand Li Xixing’s emotions at this time.

"I don't believe in myself."

Li Xixing replied: "I believe him... If he really comes because of me, I think he will have a way."

"No wonder that even the glass is with him." Hu Jingjing stayed at a good time and said: "Even if you say him, he must be more powerful than I thought."

Li Xixing did not answer her words again.

The long yellow grass on the hillside is denser than the grass on the outer grassland, taller and thicker, and the **** of the **** is steep, and it is very difficult to walk down.

The most important thing is that the ground under the yellow grass is grayish white, one foot down, there are many fine cracking sounds, it will sputter a lot of white dust.

"These are all..." Hu Jingjing instantly saw what these gray-white pieces were, and the body shook again uncontrollably.

Li Xixing silently looked at the thick gray and white pieces that covered every inch of the land, and sweated in the palm of his hand. He began to believe that the legend was true.

The gray-white pieces are all pure bone fragments after being exposed to the sun and rain and after years of weathering.

These bone fragments piled thickly on the ground, and even if his feet were not involved, it was impossible to find the mud surface below.

The closer you are to the top, the thicker these bone fragments accumulate, even as the waves rise and fall. The closer you see, the closer you get to the place, the more fierce the battle is, the more people are killed. many.

The edge of such a huge basin is full of bones. How many millions of people are living in this ancestral land?

It’s a horror to think about the plague that made countless powerful people of such an enormous and powerful empire in the past, and most of these corpses were the Tianliang people who were sick in the past, and the dust generated by their feet was enough to make people feel guilty. .

However, some of the brilliance contained in such killings has caused these broken bones to have a sacred taste.

At least two people can clearly perceive that the heavens and the earth are indeed purer than the outside, and some auras that are conducive to the practice of the practitioners are mixed in the breeze, like the holy soul, in the yellow Pass between the blades of grass.

The **** is flattened.

The yellow grass gradually disappeared.

The white bones that are covered with the ground are finally no longer so thick.

The scenery in front of the two became the plain in the spring.

Li Xixing stopped.

He rubbed his legs and squinted at the sky behind him.

The black eagle, as he expected, flew even more, and he was still able to see it, and the eagle, which was previously a tiny black spot in the sky, could clearly see the outline.

His legs were sore and swollen to the extreme. In his sense, the muscles of all his legs were like a knife with a handle that scratched the bones of his legs. However, he did not stop to rest. Instead, as soon as possible, head toward the lonely Zushan Mountain.

The enemy should arrive soon, but there is still a time difference.

All the breeze seems to flow down from the ancestral mountain, and even the river flowing in a river in this plain seems to come from the lonely stone mountain.

The most shocking thing is that the closer the ancestral mountain is, the more the color of the river becomes close to the pure milky white. The white air emitted from the river is no longer a mist, but a pure heaven and earth aura!