Chapter One Hundred and Sixty-fifth: Big Dry Wind and Clouds (Fifty)
The ground was covered with weeds, and occasionally several wreckages could be seen, so Wu Mingkong was not interested in it.
"It seems that it has been abandoned for a long time."
Yin Zhengliang looked around and couldn't help but sigh. From these ruins, it can be seen that this Luo Cult was originally a glorious sect in the world.
"No one has been here for nearly a hundred years." Zhu Chong explained.
After all, when the Luo Sect collapsed and analyzed, basically all the foundation was inherited by the White Lotus Sect, which stood up from the Luo Sect's corpse. When the White Lotus Sect evacuated here, there were major sects one after another, and there were scattered people from the Jianghu who came here to collect them, and there was no such thing as any oil here.
"Why did the Luo Cult lose this? Lao Zhu, do you know the reason?" Yin Zhengliang was a little curious.
Zhu Chong shook his head: "I don't know, according to the classics in the White Lotus Sect, it's vague and as if I'm deliberately avoiding it. According to the news I've learned from the past few years, the Luo Sect seems to have been defeated for some reason overnight."
This statement surprised Yin Zhengliang. He thought that the Luo Sect might have been besieged by the Jianghu sects, but he unexpectedly would have been defeated by itself.
"Is civil strife?"
"No, after the collapse of the Luo Sect, the newly born White Lotus Sect did not show any phenomenon after civil strife. The Luo Sect recorded in various classics in the world did not die of civil strife, and basically all of them were vague."
Zhu Chong's words made Wu Mingkong feel that he was a little interested, as if it was an unsolved mystery.
"After years, the Luo Cult has been gone for nearly a hundred years. Most of the people who know what happened in the past have died. There is no way to investigate the matters in it."
"So you doubt what is hidden in this Luo Sect ruins?" Wu Mingkong asked.
Zhu nodded with a key point: "That's right, not only that, there may be secrets above the Grandmaster Realm hidden in this Luo Sect ruins."
Above the Grandmaster Realm?
Wu Mingkong did not go too far into martial arts, and he has not deduced it after the celestial realm. After all, as far as he can see, the potential of the Great Qian Fengyun seems to be like this.
The Grandmaster Realm is already at its peak, but Zhu Chong said that there are still some follow-ups to the martial arts of Daqian Fengyun?
Wu Mingkong denied this idea immediately. For nothing else, the concentration of heaven and earth's vitality cannot support the breakthrough after the Grandmaster's realm.
"This world does not allow warriors above the Grandmaster realm to appear. This is the limit of heaven and earth." Wu Mingkong Shen said in a divine manner.
Zhu Chong did not refute: "Yes, there is no warrior above the Grand Master Realm now, but in the White Lotus Sect's classics, the realm above the Grand Master Realm and the innate realm are recorded."
Wait, this realm division seems to be a bit critique. Other people's martial arts realms are all innate and then the master. Why do you have to be the master first and then the innate? Who thought about your realm division? You won't have taken the time to come out randomly.
Wu Mingkong felt that this was not in line with the normal plot at all, and he couldn't help but complain, but he didn't say it.
"What's below?" Wu Mingkong had just finished complaining in his heart, but Zhu Chong stopped.
"It's gone, that's all in the classics."
"No, you just recorded a name in your book? There is nothing to introduce what power this so-called innate realm has?" Wu Mingkong couldn't help asking.
"No, this is the most complete. When I mention the word "Innate Realm" for the first time, I suspect that all the classics above the Innate Realm have been erased."
Wu Mingkong was silent for a moment because he thought about Zhu Chong's words and found that this matter was not realistic, especially the fact that the classics above the innate realm were erased. It was very difficult to do such things. No sect or aristocratic family would do it. This kind of thing was like digging a grave on his own, and no one would do such things.
This is possible unless a person of the First Emperor level subdued all sects and families. However, with such a person, the world has long been ruled, so how could such a troublesome thing be needed?
"What do you want to do so much? Just go in and take a look." Yin Zhengliang didn't think too much and said directly.
Wu Mingkong also smiled. He said this correctly. What exists will always exist. If you don’t exist, you just think too much about it.
"Let's go in and take a look."
Wuqing shot open the wreckage that blocked the door, and thick dust scattered everywhere.
Wu Mingkong waved his hand and a breeze blew by, blowing away the dust directly.
The entrance of the cave was dark and there was no trace of light. Of course, this was for Yin Zhengliang, who had no martial arts cultivation.
Whether in Wu Mingkong or Zhu Chong's eyes, this darkness is actually nothing big.
From afar, Wu Mingkong could smell the decay smell floating out of the cave entrance. Over time, and the air was not circulating, this situation would inevitably occur.
"Wait a moment and then go in. Now we have no problem. Zhengliang is afraid that he can't escape the word "death" when he goes in. Wurong, chase life, Iron Hand, you three go in and see the situation." Wu Mingkong found that because there was no ventilation and flow in the cave for a long time, some highly toxic substances were born inside, and he didn't know why.
So he planned to let Wuqing, Zhu Sheng and Tie Hand people go in first to see the situation.
Wu Mingkong did not value Yin Zhengliang very much, but Wu Mingkong is now experimenting with his method of substitute luck, so it is difficult for him to leave. If he dies, where will he find another experimental product in the wilderness?
What's more, new experimental products may not necessarily be as useful as this one now.
"I'll go in with the three of them and have a look, so I can take care of you." Zhu Chong volunteered to prepare to go in.
Wu Mingkong didn't stop him: "Okay, then you guys go in, Zhengliang and I will go in half an hour."
Anyway, Wu Mingkong will not go in now, and the method of substitute luck has become more and more complete through repeated experiments, and it can be successful in about half an hour.
Now is the critical moment. How could Wu Mingkong leave? Isn’t this nonsense?
Zhu Chong didn't say anything, just nodded and entered the entrance of the cave with Wuqing and the other two.
"It's really weird. The White Lotus Sect likes to live in caves. It seems that it is inherited from the Luo Sect. Who is a normal person living in a cave? And it's still in this deep mountain forest. It's not convenient to go out to buy something." Wu Mingkong felt that these people are pure sand sculptures. If you don't have a good life, what hard life will you live? Can you still grow your strength and speed up your cultivation?
At present, Wu Mingkong cannot understand the brain circuits of these people.
Chapter completed!