Xuanxia

Chapter 693 Door

"Finally, we're here..."

Fu Qingzhou let out a long breath and slowly stood up.

Almost exhausted and seriously injured, he took great effort to climb up the cliff and reach the mouth of the waterfall.

Now, there is no spring water left at the waterfall mouth, only a pile of dead black bone fish.

Like the demons, their strength was also drained, but they were too weak, and after their strength was drained, the only thing that awaited them was death.

While climbing up the cliff, Qi Ranjue had repaired most of Fu Qingzhou's injuries. After a short rest, he stepped on the dead fish on the ground and walked towards the depths of the cave.

Soon, he passed through the winding cave passage and came to the stone chamber.

Like Lin Wangshu and Hua Xiaolan before, Fu Qingzhou's pupils contracted when he saw the huge round stone gate.

However, it was different from the stone gate they had seen. Now, the edges of the stone gate were filled with densely packed insect corpses, and the small window in the center of the stone gate was also frozen with a layer of ice that seemed to have not melted for a thousand years.

Hua Xiaolan was sitting against the stone wall not far from the stone gate, her eyes closed and her breathing weak. She was holding a small blue dart frog in her hand. The dart frog seemed to be very tired, lying on its belly with its limbs spread out, and falling asleep in her palm.

Fu Qingzhou walked forward, felt her pulse, and felt relieved.

It must be Lin Wangshu who did something... She was fine, just too tired. In terms of physical condition, she was much better than herself.

So, Fu Qingzhou turned his attention to the stone door.

"Is this from the Styx Valley? Or is it from Lingwu Mountain?"

he murmured.

Since Lin Wangshu and Hua Xiaolan were able to cut off the Yinquan and extract the power from the monsters' bodies, they must have figured out the secret of the stone gate.

But now one of them is dead and the other is unconscious, so Fu Qingzhou can only rely on himself to figure it out.

He walked forward, thought for a moment, then stretched out his right hand and reached towards the stone door.

But before his hand touched the door, a strong sense of resistance arose in his heart!
The source of this resistance is...

German sword?

Fu Qingzhou lowered his head and looked at the hilt of the German sword exposed at his waist. He saw that it was flashing a faint red light abnormally, like an alarm bell.

"The giant said earlier that the Sword of Virtue is the sword of its enemy."

Fu Qingzhou frowned slightly: "The giant may be a younger brother that the smoker recruited back then, and the German sword was forged by the founding emperor of Dayan. So, the Styx Valley actually has a grudge against the Dayan royal family?"

But the smoker never mentioned this.

But this is not surprising, as the smoker’s own memory seems to have problems.

It always felt that it had only been dead for a few hundred years, and didn't even know about the founding of the Dayan Dynasty. However, judging from the timeline, this did not seem to be the case. Not only that, when the Smoker first came to Wandu Mountain, he didn't seem to recognize that this was the inheritance of Lingwu Mountain.

"The German sword resists this stone gate, so it is something from the Styx Valley?"

Fu Qingzhou tilted his head and felt something was wrong again.

But what's wrong?

He began to carefully examine the patterns on the stone gate.

"Interesting... The armor worn by the evil spirit in the painting looks familiar... All the drawings show four different types of evil spirits, and their armor is always the same."

"The guy with long hair and dark face seems to be... the old ghost?"

Fu Qingzhou's eyes narrowed slightly.

Before this, Yan Gui had imagined an image of a man wearing black armor and holding a halberd in front of him. The black armor, the halberd, and the appearance were all exactly the same as the pattern carved on the stone gate!
As for the other three types of evil spirits, they are green-faced with fangs, red-faced with one eye, and white-faced with horns.

The red-faced, one-eyed evil spirit seemed to be similar to the giant outside just now.

But from this perspective, the Giant and the Smoker don’t look like the boss and the younger brother?
"Forget it, don't think about it."

Fu Qingzhou blinked: "It's their story..." The pattern carved on the huge stone gate actually looked a bit confusing, but he understood it.

These randomly piled-up patterns actually look a bit like comics without special storyboards separating them?
As long as you interpret this stone gate in the same way as reading a comic book, you will slowly be able to understand the story it tells - although it may be a bit difficult.

"Four brothers including Smokey and the Giant? They have a good relationship and have killed many people together?"

Fu Qingzhou read it out loud according to his own understanding while watching it: "You can also say that we fought against many enemies together."

"Then... uh, the one with the green face and fangs had a conflict with the other three brothers? Did they have a fight?"

"Yes, that's right. He ran away and went into the mountains... And then he built this stone gate!"

"He also recruited more and more disciples - Lingwu Mountain was founded by this man!"

"It turns out that the founder of Lingwu Mountain was someone from the Styx Valley like Yan Gui."

"Oh... I see. The Yin Spring Water is formed by extracting a portion of the power of the Styx. Those black bone fish and demons are naturally formed by this power. No wonder they died after Sect Leader Lin drained the Yin Spring Water."

"Wait? It was the three brothers of Yan Gui who gathered a large group of people and destroyed Lingwu Mountain?"

As he watched, Fu Qingzhou's pupils contracted.

On the stone gate, there is a long scene describing the three evil ghosts gathering countless people to attack and kill the Green-faced Ghost and his disciples.

At this point, the picture starts to become a bit messy.

The previous picture looked like it was carefully carved out by some skilled craftsmen, but here it looks like a "simple cartoon" carved casually on the stone by a practitioner with a sharp knife tip.

"...After Lingwu Mountain was destroyed, Yan Gui and his men held a meeting... Hey, they didn't destroy this stone gate? Instead, they left that red-faced, one-eyed guy here to guard it?"

Fu Qingzhou looked at the scene behind him and was a little confused: "Why is this happening?"

The "comic" on the stone gate has no annotations and no dialog boxes. At this point, the plot nearing the end has become incomprehensible.

The final scene ends with the red-faced Cyclops guarding this place.

"So that's how it is. Lingwu Mountain and Minghe Valley actually come from the same source. No wonder the Dejian reacts to it."

"But, Lingwu Mountain was destroyed by the Minghe Valley? Then why did the Minghe Valley become the enemy of the Dayan Dynasty?"

"Wait a moment……"

Fu Qingzhou narrowed his eyes slightly: "More than a thousand years ago, there were powerful sects like Wuliang Taiji Dao and Milun Sect in the world. Why are they scattered now? Could it be related to the founding of Dayan?"

"It doesn't seem like it... Dayan was founded five or six hundred years ago, so there was a gap of several hundred years in between."

"But I always feel like there's something fishy going on here."

"And what's weird is that not only is the Cyclops guarding this place, but the Smoker also died in Bailu Mountain, not far from Wandu Mountain. There might be a connection between them."

"What's even more amazing is that the inheritance of the Styx Valley has been cut off for thousands of years. How did Long Dabei recognize it in the first place? Is there any relevant record on Mount Langhuan? I don't think I have ever found a similar book..."

Fu Qingzhou temporarily suppressed his chaotic thoughts and placed his right hand on the stone door.

De Jian's resistance was still there, but after he touched the stone gate, he calmed down.

It doesn’t matter. There is nothing special about this stone gate.

Perhaps it has been operating for too long and has become old; perhaps the symbols that keep it running have been destroyed and it has lost its power; or perhaps, it is because the Cyclops is dead?
When Fu Qingzhou touched it, there was no strange phenomenon or reaction. It was just a cold stone.

Behind the stone gate, he could faintly hear the sound of a rushing river, and he knew that was the River Styx.

The Styx stretches for tens of thousands of miles, from north to south, from the northernmost cliff to the Ten Thousand Mountains in the southern border.

If you have time, go and take a look at the so-called Far North Cliff.

Fu Qingzhou withdrew his hand and walked towards Hua Xiaolan - it was time to wake her up.

(End of this chapter)