Xuanxia

Chapter 855: The Tomb of the Ancestor

It was not until now that Fu Qingzhou suddenly realized.

It turned out that the piano sound I heard when I woke up was that of Ken Makoto... So, naturally I had to say a few more words of thanks.

Having received the life-saving grace and having seen Zhenqin calm his soul, Fu Qingzhou would not have refused Qiluo Palace's request even if Huo Yaer's incident had not happened.

So the matter was settled. After resting for a day in Qiluo Palace, at noon the next day, Changsun Jiansu and Gongyang Xunyan led Fu Qingzhou towards the depths of the desert.

Of course, it’s not by walking, but by flying.

Fu Qingzhou had just learned how to ride the wind, so his movements were still a little rough, but his speed was not slow at all, and he was able to keep up with the two of them.

"That's right, you two!"

He accelerated slightly, flew side by side with the two people in front, and asked loudly: "I have a question!"

Gong Yangxunyan tilted his head to look at him and smiled enthusiastically: "Brother Fu, if you have any questions, just ask!"

"Styx Valley!"

Fu Qingzhou asked: "I heard that there was a Styx Valley in the Northern Desert a thousand years ago. Do you know about it?"

Upon hearing this, Changsun and Gongyang were both shocked.

"Why would Junior Brother Fu ask such a question?" Chang Sun Jiansu's eyes quickly became solemn: "Is it related to the ghost cultivators in the Xishuo army?"

Fu Qingzhou's heart moved.

To him, the Styx Valley was where the smokers came from.

But to others, it was an extremely evil existence thousands of years ago... Not to mention that King Xishuo has now used the inheritance of the Styx Valley to cultivate a large number of ghost cultivators...

"Yes!"

He responded: "I have dealt with them before, and I can be sure that the source of the ghost cultivation inheritance in the Xishuo Army is the Styx Valley! Now that I have come to the Northern Desert, if I have the chance, of course I will go and check it out!"

This reason was sufficient enough that neither Changsun nor Gongyang had any doubts about it.

Gong Yangxunyan said worriedly: "It's very dangerous there, it's an absolutely forbidden area, Junior Brother Fu, don't go in recklessly!"

Fu Qingzhou's heart brightened when he heard this.

They really know!

"With the safety of the world at stake, how can you think about yourself?" Fu Qingzhou said with a smile: "Since you two know, then..."

"Brother Fu, we're here."

Just then, Changsun Jiansu interrupted him.

She stretched out her hand, pointed at the ruins of a deserted city in the distance, and said loudly: "It's right there!"

The three of them hovered in the air and slowly floated over.

Fu Qingzhou looked at the ruins carefully.

Weathered ruins, streets and buildings buried by yellow sand, and faintly visible bones in the wind and sand.

"This was the former site of Qiluo Palace, and it was also an oasis."

The three of them landed in front of the ruins. Gong Yangxunyan's eyes flashed with regret, and he said softly, "But from a certain year on, the water and rain stopped, and the dust continued day and night. Our ancestors then searched for a new site and moved the palace to rebuild it."

Fu Qingzhou nodded slightly.

This is very reasonable and can also explain why the tomb of the founder of Qiluo Palace was built in such a desolate place.

"Let's go." Chang Sun Jiansu said softly, "The ancestor's tomb is at the deepest part."

Perhaps out of respect for their ancestors, after entering the ruins of the deserted city, they no longer flew but walked in.

It can be seen that this place has been abandoned for at least a hundred years. The stone buildings have been severely weathered, and wooden objects are almost no longer visible.

As for the white bones hidden in the yellow sand, most of them belonged to animals, but some were human.

“Some people who are lost in the desert may see this place from afar and think it is a human settlement.”

Gong Yang Xunyan said softly, "They will hide from the wind and sand here, but most of them will never be able to leave again."

Fu Qingzhou nodded slightly at the human bones he saw along the way as a sign of respect.

"Why are there still people walking in this vast expanse of yellow sand?"

He asked, "Is there a city or adventure in this desert?"

"Have."

Chang Sun Jiansu said calmly: "The desert is thousands of miles in radius and is boundless. Naturally, there are many legends left behind. There will always be people who go deep into it, hoping to meet rare people and treasures."

The three of them walked for a while and finally reached the deepest part of the ruins. In front of them, a simple and ancient mausoleum gate stood tall. Compared with the surrounding broken walls and ruins, it seemed extremely solid, as if time had not left too many marks on it.

"Let me do it."

Gong Yangxunyan said something, then walked forward, took out the jade flute from his waist, and gently put it to his lips.

As his long and deep flute sounded, the air around him seemed to tremble, and several ancient symbols on the gate of the mausoleum that Fu Qingzhou had never seen before lit up slightly.

Amid the sound of the flute, the gate of the mausoleum slowly opened, raising a huge cloud of dust with a loud bang.

The sunlight fell, shining through the dust, revealing a deep tomb passage behind the door.

The tomb passage was dark and deep, with long-burning lamps on both sides of the road flickering. The faint light flickered in the darkness, adding a sense of weirdness.

"Brother Fu, you go ahead."

Zhang Sun Jiansu said softly, her eyes showing both expectation and worry: "If you really can't convince Huo Yaer... then don't force it, we can find another way."

Fu Qingzhou glanced at her and said nothing more. He just nodded slightly and then strode through the tomb door.

After entering the tomb passage, the tomb door began to slowly close.

"Junior Brother Fu!"

Gong Yangxunyan pinched his throat and shouted loudly outside: "Xiao Ke and Senior Sister are waiting for you here!"

Fu Qingzhou smiled and waved.

Finally, with a loud bang, the door fell, blocking out the sunlight, leaving only the flickering light of the eternal lamp.

Fu Qingzhou walked deeper and deeper into the tomb passage, and the air became increasingly colder.

He couldn't help but think of Changsun Jiansu's words. This place would show everything from his birth to the present day. All that had been forgotten and ignored would reappear before his eyes...

Almost as soon as he thought of this, the light of the eternal lamp in front of him became illusory.

At the same time, a picture began to appear in front of his eyes.

"Junior Brother Qi, what are you still daydreaming about?"

In the picture, a fat Taoist priest shouted: "Today is the day for your inner sect examination, don't sleep!"

Huh? Again?

This again?
Fu Qingzhou was stunned.

But before he could do anything, a circle of green light suddenly lit up on his body, which was countless times brighter than those eternal lamps, and it instantly dispelled the illusory image brought by the fire!

"You've seen all of this, don't look at it anymore."

Someone said in my mind.

Fu Qingzhou smiled and said, "Sure enough, you are not just Qi Ranjue."

Now that his mind and spirit are harmonious and the two secrets are united, he will no longer have "split personality" and naturally there should be no other voices in his mind.

But...it happens.

"What should I call you?"

Fu Qingzhou said calmly: "Qi? Or... a parasite of the Heavenly Dao?"

"unimportant."

The voice in his mind said leisurely: "It's a pity that I couldn't completely take you away... But the result now is not bad. I can still stay, and you can no longer completely get rid of me."

"Is it?"

Fu Qingzhou smiled and said, "There is a long way to go. I haven't finished exploring all your secrets yet. We will have a chance to meet again later."

"Haha, OK." The voice said calmly, "Let's wait and see."

The sound gradually faded away and was no longer heard.

Fu Qingzhou ignored it.

This thing should be the strange existence behind Qi Ran Jue, the so-called Heavenly Dao Parasite. However, compared with Qi's original memory, it is now much stronger and has many new changes.

Most importantly, it doesn't seem to want to know "what happened next".

It's okay, you'll know it eventually.

Since we can’t get any information from the tomb of the founder of Qiluo Palace, let’s get down to business first.

Fu Qingzhou exhaled lightly, continued to climb down the stairs, and slowly went deeper...

(End of this chapter)