Chapter 141: Stone Stele Forest The writing on it is not painted, but it may have fallen off over a long period of time. However, Ruan Xing can still see the momentum of knife-cutting and axe-chiseling in the writing. If this is not a place of absolute spiritual power, this stone tablet left by the predecessor may also become a Taoist monument for people to comprehend. There was no signature on it, so there was no way to know the name of the immortal who lived thousands of years ago. Ruan Xing walked around it and continued to read the next inscription. "The immortal Penglai visited here." "Heaven is merciless, and we have done nothing wrong." "Pah, that's expensive!" "Mr. Han Qian and his friends visited Tiantan Lake and were very happy. I left this thought for you." "Hey, I'm leaving first. I'll wait for you upstairs." …… Ruan Xing looked at them one by one. Most of them only had one or two sentences. Ruan Xing also learned a little bit of information about this place.
Many years ago, there was a place called Tiantan, and there was another smaller pit next to it, which was called Ditan. This place is open to cultivators at the Spirit Transformation Stage and above for a fee. It should be that the Heaven and Earth Pond has some special effects that are useful to high-level cultivators. However, both ponds have now become dry pits. No matter what magical uses they had, they are now a thing of the past. Those stone tablets were all left behind by the big guys in the Guixu period. In modern times, it is equivalent to a VIP customer message book, which is stored here for future generations of monks to admire. There are tens of thousands of cultivators in the entire Xianyuan Continent, but only a hundred or so are able to ascend to Guixu and leave behind stone tablets. This may also be the origin of the title of Immortal Lord in the Guixu period. After all, once you have entered the Guixu period, no matter whether you can successfully ascend in the end, at least you will definitely be a wandering immortal. A wandering immortal is also an immortal. After almost finishing reading all the more than one hundred stone tablets, Ruan Xing's expectations were getting lower and lower. Not to mention treasures, there wasn't even a single word of the secret formula left. But that’s normal… If an account manager held a notebook and asked me to leave my calligraphy as a souvenir, I would probably just write the word “cool”. There were only a few pieces left. Ruan Xing walked over without hope, but suddenly he was stunned. "I revisited the old place, but the land and sky are connected, and I will never see my old friends again. The grief is unbearable, and my thoughts are haunting. I will never forget the wish we made when we came here." These are almost the two longest sentences among all the stone tablets, and the content above is just ordinary sentences of missing friends, but what surprised Ruan Xing was that the handwriting above seemed familiar. After quickly comparing it with the stone tablet in front, Ruan Xing confirmed that this was the handwriting on Han Qianjun's tablet. One person left two inscriptions... and the latter one is not arranged as neatly as the former ones. It also reminds me of the description that the earth is cut off and the sky is connected, and they will never meet again. Could it be that when this inscription was left, this place became a place without souls? Moreover, after she read the name Han Qianjun several times, it seemed familiar to her. Is it recorded in a travel book or biography? Or in some celebrity directory? There were so many memories stored in her mind, and there were thousands of books in the library. She couldn't remember who this person was just based on a name that she didn't remember very clearly. Perhaps the two of them would know... If the difference in the years they were active was less than a thousand years, there were only so many immortals in the Guixu period, and even if they were low-key, they would definitely have heard of each other's names. I could ask them next time I had a chance, and maybe after reading the life story of this immortal, I could know something about the Absolute Spirit Land. After patting the dust on his hands from examining the inscriptions, Ruan Xing looked at the two tiankengs again. Taking advantage of the daytime, he scanned them with his spiritual sense. There was nothing inside except dirt and insect ash. It was clean and tidy. Another day was about to pass by so quickly, with little gain. Ruan Xing asked Jian, "How is your view over there? Did the old man do anything?"
Jianlai quickly brought back the news that the old man had left the house the next day. He never took out the key from beginning to end. Instead, after walking for a while, he reunited with another monk. Now the two of them were exploring this area aimlessly in one direction. Why doesn't this old man use the key? But she couldn't force the old man to use it... Ruan Xing sighed and left the vicinity of the tiankeng. She had to find another way. Everything here has been worn away by the long years and the land of absolute spirituality. No matter what treasures and top-grade materials there are, they have lost their effectiveness. All she can find, apart from the inheritance left by Immortal Lord Guangyou, are those techniques and skills that may have existed. It would be best if she could find a complete set of skills so that she can focus on her practice without being controlled by the Xuanbing Sect. But these are impossible to have in towns... No matter who it is, it is impossible to establish a sect in the center of a town. A city needs a large flow of people to open shops and markets for trading to become lively. If a sect is located there, it would be too unsafe. So she still had to go outside the city. Maybe there are a few sects around here that were once glorious but now extinct, leaving behind some heavenly skills waiting to be inherited by the right people. Thinking of this, Ruan Xing was filled with energy again. He continued walking along the dirt road under his feet towards the desolate place outside. The dirt road outside was endless and flat, and there were no ruins of any buildings nearby. Ruan Xing simply took out four power pulleys from the wooden box and installed them on the box. He sat on top of the box and relied on the center of gravity of his body and the kinetic energy of his feet to make the box slide. This is much faster and saves some effort. It was not used before because the roads inside were not very flat. There was always a stone wall or half a pillar blocking the way, which was very inconvenient. There were less than two hours left until dark, so she had to hurry. She needed one hundred low-grade spirit stones for one day of real-life simulation, and time was equal to a spirit stone. After walking for a distance, although there was still an endless plain in front of him, Ruan Xing felt that the pulley of the box was already struggling to turn, and sometimes it even slid backwards. "Is the road going uphill now?" Ruan Xing thought. Although she couldn't see the slope with her naked eyes, the change in terrain was good news because it meant there were new situations ahead. Ruan Xing was about to move forward when Jian Lai suddenly brought more news. "Three people... the old man... is dead..." When Ruan Xing heard Jian Lai's words, he was stunned. Elder Wen is dead? She hurriedly asked Jian Lai what he had discovered. After Jian Lai's halting explanation, she finally understood that the cultivator the old man met at the beginning was a cultivator from the Hanhai Sect. Although the two of them traveled together, they were on guard against each other until the arrival of a third person broke the balance. The three cultivators, with an average age of one hundred years old, fought each other in a place where they could not use spiritual power and magic. They fought hand-to-hand and killed Elder Wen. No, why are you guys so easy to meet? Thanks to book friend 20200223140710205 for the monthly ticket~ Thanks to sisi88 for the monthly ticket~ Thanks to sissid for the monthly ticket~ Thanks to Wangxian O for the monthly ticket~ Thanks to book friend 20210301106537311646 for the monthly ticket~ Thanks to book friend 20200530093008398 for the monthly ticket~ Thanks to book friend 160828234348349 for the monthly ticket~ (End of this chapter)
