You have mastered the art of thunder and you tell me that it is in a strange world?

Chapter 310 Ancient City
Zuo Chenteng was in mid-air, overlooking the entire city from a high vantage point.

The city was wild and ancient, and the city walls were incomplete and coherent. Some parts had collapsed and some were dilapidated, as if it had suffered some disaster before.

The houses in the city were not spared, dividing the city into four parts: east, west, south and north. The entire east had been completely smashed into ruins, and the north and south also suffered a considerable impact, as if they had been plowed by a huge ox cart. Only the intact west looked gloomy and dark.

As he stared at the big city floating in the void, several impressions overlapped in Zuo Chen's mind.

To the left of Zuo Chen's sight appeared the prosperous Kyoto, and to the right was the ancient city of the past.

They gradually overlapped and superimposed on the city in front of them.

Almost exactly the same!
...this city,
It is both a weathered Kyoto and a dilapidated ancient city.

Doubts arose in Zuo Chen's mind and he really couldn't understand the current situation.

This place is like a delicately recreated model, floating alone.

I looked up in the direction I came from, but found nothing there.

Only nothingness remains.

However, Zuo Chen could feel that the Hunyuan Zhenqi in his Dantian was not affected. He should be able to go back after using the "Earth Walking Technique" to drill upwards.

"Strange."

He muttered something and landed directly at the city gate.

He entered, looked around, and reached out to pick up a stone from the ground.

stunned for a moment.

Solid and strong, as if it were one with the ruins.

"Ok?"

A gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and the small stone moved slightly and fell directly into Zuo Chen's hands.

After jumping up and down, Zuo Chen finally figured out the condition of the city.

Time has stood still here.

Everything remains at the moment of destruction, neither in the past nor in the future.

Jumping out of the long river of time, wandering outside the five elements, it has turned into an exquisite box outside of time.

There is such a space under Kyoto.

What he saw after this trip was more interesting than Zuo Chen had imagined.

While rubbing the stone with his fingertips and searching back and forth throughout the city, Zuo Chen could see that the buildings in this place were different from those in the Kyoto Imperial Palace.

The buildings here would appear even more magical when they were not destroyed, and would not be as luxurious as those in the imperial palace.

But now there are only ruins left in the city, the prosperity has faded and dust has risen, and all you can see is sadness.

Unable to find anything useful in the city-state that was smashed into pieces, Zuo Chen walked towards the only remaining intact city in the west.

Not long after, Zuo Chen reached the edge of the city.

After searching around, Zuo Chen soon saw a huge platform.

Originally, this huge platform did not attract his attention, but he soon discovered that there was mysterious spiritual energy circling above the platform. Apparently there were still mysterious magic methods above, so he walked towards that direction.

The platform is flat and intact.

After getting onto the platform, Zuo Chen walked to the edge and looked into the distance before he discovered anything.

He could see something hazily wrapped in the distance, but he couldn't see clearly.

The spiritual energy of the formation on the platform seemed to be insufficient, and it kept circling, failing to wipe away the gray mist on the hazy mirror surface.

Just inject some spiritual energy into it.

And with Zuo Chen's "great strength working miracles", the gray fog covering the air quickly dissipated.

Looking along the platform, Zuo Chen saw some extra images in the air.

That is……

A room that looks clean and bright. The decoration of the whole house is completely different from the beams. There is a thick white ceiling with glass lamps hanging on it, and a slightly old black screen is inlaid on the wall, which is warm under the reflection of the sunlight outside the window.

The room was square, with stone tiles on the floor. There was a small table in the middle of the living room, and two middle-aged men were sitting at the table, eating by themselves in silence.

When Zuo Chen saw their faces, his heart trembled suddenly, and the spiritual energy in his dantian became disordered in an instant.

He took two steps back almost subconsciously, and the scene in front of him suddenly disappeared.

That is……

My own parents! ?

After Zuo Chen came to his senses, he hurriedly leaned against the fence beside him again.

But he couldn't see anything.

All I could see was a pitch-black curtain.

A feeling of melancholy surged into Zuo Chen's heart, and even his heart of Taoism was stirred up at this moment.

But he soon calmed down.

"I can see my past here? No... that doesn't look like the past."

Zuo Chen took a look at the spiritual energy wrapped around the platform and roughly deduced its effect.

There was a tangled cause and effect on this platform. Just at that moment, Zuo Chen's powerful Taoism broke through the complicated and cumbersome cause and effect lines, penetrated the fog of the universe, and saw his former hometown.

platform……

home!

Zuo Chen's mind moved, and he quickly walked towards the still intact gate. Soon, he arrived near the gate, and he saw a deep ravine outside the city not far away.

It was a dry riverbed.

Above the riverbed stands a stone bridge, which is covered with dust and carved with traces of time.

Zuo Chen turned his head and looked at the plaque on the city gate.

There are two large characters neatly engraved on the plaque.

"Fengdu".

Feeling relieved.

No wonder I saw that scene just now.

That is the Wangxiangtai!
This is the underworld!
Zuo Chen really didn't expect that the underground of Kyoto was actually Fengdu City.

Moreover, judging from the layout of the entire Fengdu city, the so-called ancient city was probably built according to the model of Fengdu.

After determining where he was, Zuo Chen took a step and flew into the air, where he looked around.

He soon found the remains of a hall among the layers of ruins.

When we flew to the ruins, we found that the surroundings were already in ruins, with bricks and tiles all over the ground and half-broken stone pillars. Only a table in the middle of the ruins was still intact.

A thin line hung down from the air and landed right on the table.

That is……

The silk thread connecting Li Rongxian's body!

After killing the nobleman, the silk thread in Li Rongxian's dantian became extremely thin. Since it did not affect Li Rongxian's body, Zuo Chen did not cut off the connection for the time being. He planned to open the door and then come down to look for the source.

As he expected, the thing was there.

Walking quickly forward, Zuo Chen found a brush on the table, with a bright light on it, obviously a top-quality treasure.

Reaching out and touching it, Zuo Chen realized that a thought was condensed on this pen.

It was very faint and was about to dissipate.

Continuously stimulate the spiritual energy and inject it into the brush.

The brush jumped outward, and a man whose face could not be seen appeared in the vast ruins.

"What a sweet breath of true source. I wonder which Taoist friend came to my Fengdu legacy."

The man was wearing a black dragon robe and a crown on his head. Even if his face couldn't be seen clearly, one could still tell how majestic he was.

Unfortunately, his idea was too weak. I'm afraid it would only last for a stick of incense before disappearing into thin air.

"I've met Taoist friends."

Zuo Chen saluted the phantom. After hearing Zuo Chen's voice, the man turned his head slightly and looked in his direction:
“This voice… sounds quite familiar.

"I have seen a genius in the world of cultivation who is unrivaled in ancient and modern times. In just a few thousand years, he achieved the status of a top-grade Hunyuan Golden Immortal and embarked on the path of seeking emptiness through reduction. But, fellow Taoist, what do you think?"

"It's a pity that I have amnesia and can't remember those amazing things. Just treat me as that cultivator."

The shadowy man laughed loudly upon hearing this:
"From your tone, you sound exactly like that fellow Taoist! Do you have any wine?"

Zuo Chen thought about it, then reached into his sleeve and found Changxin Retreat. He took out two jars of wine and gave them to the shadow in front of him.

"It's a pity there's no fairy brew."

"What kind of wine is this? I have been trapped in this place for who knows how many years. It would be nice to have something to drink." The shadowy man took the jar of wine and lifted the red cloth cover. Hearing a "pop" sound, he twitched his invisible nose and began to sniff:

"It's quite refreshing."

Then he tilted his head back and drank, finishing the entire jug of wine.

Click your tongue twice:
"Is this brewed by mortals?"

"Yes."

"That's really good wine!" The shadow man laughed, "Not only can it preserve itself, but it can also make wine. Not bad, you are worthy of being the good guys I protect."

"I don't know who you are, but could you please tell me what happened back then?"

Zuo Chen heard something from the man's words and asked.

The shadowy man found a clean stone and sat down:
"Me? The dead of the past are not worth mentioning.

“As for what happened back then…

“How can I start…Back then, when the sea of ​​suffering swallowed up the heaven and earth, many great masters of supernatural powers fled. But my Fengdu is connected to heaven and earth, and I couldn’t bear to leave it. So I simply took Fengdu with me and followed the immortal camel of Master Lin Xi to the top of Mount Wangwu.

"When I reached the top of the mountain, I was so angry that I felt that this sea of ​​suffering was not a disaster caused by heaven and earth, so I simply followed the clues and started an inspection.

"After some effort, I finally figured out the root cause of this sea of ​​suffering.

"The old monk from Lingshan, the Buddha of the past, the Buddha of the present, and the Buddha of the future, three Buddhas become one, reshaping the world.

"Haha, you don't know how shocked I was when I found out it was that old monk! That old monk is always smiling and saying nonsense like Amitabha Buddha has mercy on me. I thought he was a kind and virtuous person, but I didn't expect he could do such a thing."

When the man said this, he clapped his legs and laughed, as if he had heard some great opera joke.

He laughed loudly, sadly, and unbridled, but he could not hide the bitterness in his laughter.

He raised the wine jug, took a big gulp, and finally sighed before continuing:

"That old monk is a person with great supernatural powers. I am also a person with great supernatural powers. He has set up a sea of ​​suffering that can swallow up the heavens and the earth. Can I not deal with him?
"He is in the middle of the Sea of ​​Bitterness. If I fly over there directly, it will be a waste of energy. So I took the monks who had fled to the top of Wangwu Mountain to build a large ship to cross the sea, just to fuck his mother!

“But I didn’t expect that the old monk had monks who were devoured by filth.

"That day, thirty-four people with magical powers came to the top of Mount Wangwu, including seven people with great magical powers."

(End of this chapter)