Chapter 473 The Supreme Way Climbing up the cliff, you will see the vast snow-capped peaks. However, the peaks of the peak are not particularly high. From a distance, it looks the same as his own height, but from a close look, it's dozens of feet tall. There is a cliff on the snow peak, half of it is outside the cliff, and the other half is just opposite Quanyao's line of sight. There is an oracle bone inscription on it: The way to the Supreme is to forget love. When Song Jiaojiao and Quan Yao found this place according to Uncle Mo Yi's instructions, they faced a cliff. The two of them didn't know what kind of writing it was. Although Quanyao had archaeological experience, the oracle bone inscriptions were too ancient for them. "What is this word? Why haven't I seen it before?" Song Jiaojiao looked confused. Quanyao came to the cliff and stretched out her hand to touch it. She felt that there was a power in the cliff that made people worship and even cleanse their body and mind. So what kind of magical cliff is this? Song Jiaojiao also followed Quanyao to the cliff, stretched out his hand and tried to touch it, but the next moment, the pressure coming from the cliff made people tremble with fear, as if the only remaining power from the ancient times made people surrender and awe.
"Did you feel anything?" Quan Yao looked at the pale Song Jiaojiao and asked. Song Jiaojiao was still frightened and told Quan Yao how he felt. "This power is very ancient and powerful. It is shocking but mixed with compassion for all things..." "I feel almost the same way, but besides that, I also feel something else, which is so profound that I can't explain it." The two of them stayed under the cliff like this. After a while of silence, footsteps came from behind. The two of them took their hands off the cliff and looked back. Wen Qiao came with brothers Nian Chengfu and Zhou Heng through the snow, and their feet made a "boom boom boom boom" sound when they stepped on the ground. Quan Yao didn't see Yin Xiaotian's figure and couldn't help but ask: "Where is Xiaotian?" Wen Qiao replied as he walked: "It's in the back." As soon as he finished speaking, an exclamation came from behind, and a black shadow was seen swooping down from the sky, and was about to hit the cliff. At the critical moment, the black shadow suddenly went up, avoided the cliff, and flew towards the sky with misty white clouds. Wen Qiao, Quan Yao, Song Jiaojiao, Nian Chengfu, Nian Chengxu: "..." Quan Yao was stunned for a moment: "Want to help?" Wen Qiao thought for a while: "I guess it won't be necessary." After finishing his words, Wen Qiao waved his hand, the white light on the cliff flashed, and a dark ripple of water floated. "Let's go in." As he said that, Wen Qiao was stepping in to lead people in. Unexpectedly, the black shadow above his head flashed across his head at a very fast speed, and he rushed into the cliff first and disappeared. Wen Qiao: Just say no. Quan Yao: Qiao Qiao’s calculations are really accurate.
Nian Chengfu: Ms. Wen is really amazing. Nian Chengxu: That’s okay! Wen Qiao led the people into the cliff, and the dazzling white light hit them, making people subconsciously close their eyes, but there was no intention of stopping. When the white light faded, everyone reluctantly opened their eyes. In an instant, all kinds of pupils showed a look of shock. The destination is a square that can accommodate tens of millions of people. Gray square stone slabs engraved with different rune numbers are laid out neatly on the ground. Behind them is the familiar snow peak. The rest of the snow peak is covered with white snow. Only a slippery and icy cliff is exposed. On the cliff is Song Jiao Jiao. Quanyao is familiar with eight words: The way of the Supreme is to forget love. . In front is the majestic, dignified and noble hall, with endless pavilions, pavilions, palaces, pavilions and pavilions on its left and right sides and behind it. Looking around, the white buildings and the rolling snow-capped peaks complement each other, and the dazzling black glazed tiles are particularly prominent in this vast whiteness. At this time, Wen Qiao waved his hand and summoned a bronze sword, which looked thick and strong. After getting bigger, Wen Qiao called everyone to come up. The bronze sword took off slowly, and the palace, pavilions, and pavilions were all under their feet. Therefore, everyone could clearly see the panoramic view of this place. It could be compared to a palace, and its scale was only slightly larger than the palaces in ancient times. On the bronze sword, Wen Qiao acted as a guide while handling the sword. "The bottom one, which is the first palace we see, is the main palace, called Tailian Palace. Meetings and banquets are usually held here." "The center is called Daolian Hall, which is the place where disciples gain enlightenment... Taishang Wangqing Palace uses lotus as its totem, so you can see lotus signs, patterns, statues, etc. everywhere here. Of course, don't underestimate these lotus flowers. A lotus symbol, pattern, and statue all contain the supreme dharma. If you can understand one of them, it will be enough for you to go out and walk sideways." "Isn't this very strong?" Nian Chengxu's heart was surging and excited, and he didn't notice anything wrong in what Wen Qiao said. "It's not bad, the Taishang Forgetting Palace has a long history and can be traced back to ancient times." Wen Qiao said. "Taikoo, shouldn't it be ancient?" Nian Chengxu was a little confused. On the other end, Uncle Mo Yi couldn't stand the loneliness and ran out. After listening to Nian Chengxu's words, he explained: "The ancient times are before the ancient times. The history is so long that it is impossible to trace back. You can understand it as the beginning of the universe." Nian Chengxu was a little surprised: "Is he so powerful?" Uncle Mo Yi snorted: "How can one of the five hidden sects not be powerful? Anyone who steps out can stir up disputes in the world. But fortunately, there are regulations in place. If it is not the catastrophe of annihilation, the five hidden sects cannot Enter the world easily." "what!" boom-- With an exclamation, Yin Xiaotian, who came in without a trace, knelt down on the flying sword. Underneath him was a black down jacket. With just one glance, everyone knew where he came from. Yin Xiaotian got up and saw everyone looking at him. He immediately curled his lips in grievance and said to Wen Qiao: "Master, why didn't you wait for me?" He finally stopped and went to look for them, only to see them get on the flying sword one by one. In the end, he had no choice but to repeat his old tricks and chase people while holding his clothes. However, Huangtian paid off and he still Caught up. Wen Qiao curled his lips: "I see you are having a lot of fun, so I can't bear to disturb you." Yin Xiaotian was speechless for a moment, but soon he changed his attention and said, "Master, is this Futian Palace? It's so spectacular, so majestic!"
Nian Chengxu took it for granted: "What else could this be if it wasn't Futian Palace?" Wen Qiao: This is really not Futian Que! What should I do? It’s a bit embarrassing! Uncle Mo Yi explained: "This is Taishang Wangqing Palace, and I have only been here once. I really didn't expect that I could come here again, but having said that, I didn't expect Futian Que to be here as well." He only knew that Futian Que was in Tianshan, but no one knew exactly where it was. In line with the idea that he is not embarrassed but others are embarrassed, Wen Qiao replied: "Futian Que and Taishang Wangqing Palace are neighbors." After a pause, he added: "The kind who often visit each other." As he spoke, the bronze sword slowly fell. Soon, the bronze sword stopped on a cliff. There is a very ancient nine-step platform on the cliff, which is symmetrical with the nine-step platform on the opposite side of the cliff. From this, it is not difficult to see that there must be some connection between the two platforms, such as an iron cable bridge or something. From a distance, everyone saw a thin and petite figure wearing a large navy blue robe and sweeping a broom on the steps. As if aware of them, the man swept the steps for a moment, then slowly raised his head...