Chapter 1324 Immemorial Diary!

The power of time, accumulated and exploded in a moment, is simply terrifying, and it is simply beyond the power of manpower to resist.

Pity!

Such a scene really caught everyone's surprise. When they realized it, there was nothing left. Everyone secretly said that it's a pity that they haven't figured out the origin of the stone statue yet, so it just disappeared.

Su Jin also shook his head endlessly, the movement was not small, but it was a pity that it came and went so fast, which made people a little baffled.

The two floated down, and there was already ruins in front of them. It was really confusing for such a high mountain to be left with such a pile in the blink of an eye.

Yang Jian beckoned, summoned a few disciples, and ordered them to clean up the ruins, hoping to find something useful.

Fortunately, Zuowang Peak can only be regarded as one of the peaks in Kunlun Mountain. Even if it is gone, it will not have any impact on Yuxu Sect, and it will not hurt the foundation of Kunlun Mountain.

After the disciples took the order, they used their magical powers one after another and began to clean up the large area of ​​ruins. Such a large mound of dirt piled up there might affect Yuxu's image a bit.

When this happened suddenly, Su Jin didn't leave in a hurry. After all, Zuowang Peak suddenly collapsed, which seemed very strange. Even if it wasn't his business, he wanted to figure it out before leaving.

Immediately, while the disciples were fiery cleaning up the mess, Su Jin followed Yang Jian back to Yuxu Palace.

"Grandfather."

After a while, some disciples hurriedly came to report.

"What's wrong?"

Yang Jian was chatting and laughing with Su Jin in the living room, when he saw this man running in in a panic, without shaking off the dirt on his body, he couldn't help but feel a little displeased, the Dragon Emperor is in front of him, isn't this a disgrace to my Yuxu school?

The disciple hurriedly said, "Master, it's not good, you should go and have a look, there is a hole in the ruins, a few brothers fell into it and disappeared... they can't get out..."

Because of the excitement, the disciple didn't care about Yang Jian's displeasure, flustered and incoherent, it seemed that he was stimulated by something.

"Huh?" Yang Jian suddenly stood up.

Su Jin said, "Senior Yang, let's take a look together."

"Walk."

Yang Jian also didn't feel very good, so without saying a word, the two immediately left the hall and went to Zuowang Peak.

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Heavenly Capital Peak, Dragon Palace.

Su Jin came back two days later, and the first thing he did when he came back was to report the situation to Suhang.

In the bedroom study.

After listening to Su Jin's narration, Su Hang was a bit surprised, "Is there such a thing?"

Su Jin nodded, "It's absolutely true, the hole on that side is only about twenty meters deep, and the bottom can be seen with eyes, but people who fell into it disappeared without a trace. My child thought it should be a barrier, so I also I went in and took a look, but I didn’t expect that there was something wrong with it.”

"But it's a pity that the space is not that big. It's a frozen snow-capped mountain range. It's extremely cold. I explored it and found nothing useful, so I went back home."

Speaking of this, Su Jin said, "According to the analysis of Hai'er and Senior Yang, it may be the place of cultivation left by the masters or sects who practiced in Kunlun Mountain in the early days, and it should have nothing to do with Yuxu Sect."

Su Hang pondered for a while, and didn't take it too seriously. In this world, the special space left by the elders is not 100,000, but there are 8,000. Kunlun Mountain has been a blessed place since ancient times. I don't know how many sects are stationed there. , I don't know how many masters who have gone through submerged training, and it is not uncommon to find a special space.

Su Hang didn't have much interest in watching this scene. Since Su Jin had already visited it once and found nothing worthwhile, he didn't need to waste time.

"I brought back some books from Kunlun Mountain, which are collected by the Yuxu Sect. There should be some information about the ancient Kunwu Mountain, but there are some obscure ancient characters on them. The child can't understand them. Father, do you want to read them? See?" Su Jin asked.

"Well done, put the book here, you have worked hard all the way, go down and rest." Su Hang nodded slightly.

Su Jin responded, put the books brought back from Kunlun Mountain on the desk, and turned around to leave.

Su Hang had nothing to do, so he picked up the books Su Jin brought back and read them.

These books are very old, and I don't know what material they are made of. After a long time, the paper has turned yellow and hardened, and the handwriting is still recognizable.

These books, placed in the Yuxu School, are probably dusty pearls. As Su Jin said, they are all written in ancient times. Let alone now, even when Yuxu Tianzun was alive a hundred thousand years ago, the entire Yuxu Don't even try to find one who can recognize all the contents.

There are not many books, only seven or eight, and many of the contents are incomplete. After all, after so many years, the Yuxu faction in the middle has broken the inheritance. It is not easy to find such a few books.

You must know that even in the current Dragon Palace, it is difficult to find a few books written in ancient characters. Written in ancient characters, it means that the history of the book is very long. Research has far-reaching implications.

Before Yuxu, there must have been an ancient monk civilization in Kunlun Mountains. Five books are martial arts secret books, and the remaining three books are an incomplete medicine refining classic, one incomplete weapon refining classic, and the remaining one has a lot of miscellaneous records. Diary notes.

In the eyes of Su Hang, the secret books and the art of refining medicine are not considered high-end goods, let alone incomplete. In the eyes of Su Hang, the value is not high, and it is not even necessary to translate them for the disciples to learn from. On the contrary, Su Hang was quite interested in the messy diary.

...

It is indeed a diary. Unexpectedly, in the ancient times, there would be people who had the habit of writing diaries. Su Hang felt a little funny.

The diary is incomplete, there are only twenty or so chapters in total, three to five thousand words, and the owner of the diary is a monk named Liuyun.

"Today, my master discussed the Dao with Pangu and Hongjun. When it comes to the name of the Dao, the Hongjun Dao first has Hongjun and then the sky. My way is the sky. The Pangu smiles. The way of heaven is inhuman. Everyone's surname is Dao, Hongjun is Hong, and Pangu is Pan. It's very wonderful, but after hearing this, the master suddenly blushed, and for some reason, he just said you can do what you want, and left the table..."

"What the hell are you writing about?"

Su Hang read it word by word, and felt that the contents of the diary were a bit inexplicable, but he could generally know that there were three people mentioned in it, Hongjun, Pangu, and the mysterious master.