The golden light rolls red and the auspicious air sprays purple mist.

The landscape inside the hall is as green as water, as made of glass, and as bright as mirror as decoration as jade.

The pillars in the hall are even engraved with golden scales, divine dragons or colorful feathers and phoenixes, or like external wall murals, where immortals ascend!

"What a fairy scene."

Everyone was silent for a long time until Zhong Wenhai spoke and broke the silence.

"Is this Xianju?"

After Zhong Chunyi was silent for a long time, he said in a dry voice.

After having been in contact with Zhong Wenhai for a long time, he naturally knew some information and information about "Immortal".

Zhong Wenhai nodded.

Although the scene in the hall was the first time Zhong Wenhai saw it in his life, he believed that it was the scene of the immortals at the first moment he saw it!

This scenery is not a scene of the world, nor is it a thing of the world.

Everyone followed Chen Zhonghu's camera for a long time, and then they allowed Chen Zhonghu to continue to explore in depth through the headset.

“Is there a signal?”

After receiving the message outside the hall, Chen Zhonghu also showed a look of surprise.

"Well, you continue to explore in depth and beware of danger."

Zhong Chunyi's words came from the headset.

Chen Zhonghu nodded and continued to go deeper carefully.

The connection of signals in the hall is naturally Lu Xiu's work. It is a shocking scene created by spending tens of thousands of faith values. How can there be no audience?

Chen Zhonghu continued to go deep into the palace.

The scenery around him was like a quick glance. After seeing it for too much, Chen Zhonghu's mood became much calmer.

It just made him a little confused.

The scenery in the hall is decorated in a neat and clear manner, but there is no trace of people living or living?

What exactly is this palace used for?

Until he walked hundreds of meters, he saw the Qingyu Platform extending to the east of the palace.

The green jade steps were up, surrounded by clouds and mist. On the platform above the clouds and mist, a figure sat cross-legged and stared at the hall.

Chen Zhonghu was startled by the figure that appeared on the high platform and quickly stopped and looked at it intently.

People outside the hall also saw the misty figures appearing on the platform through the video.

"There are still people in the hall?"

Zhong Chunyi was shocked.

Then he whispered:

"According to speculation, this building was originally in the Old Chronicle period, which means that it is at least two hundred years apart. Is there anyone else?"

"Is this an immortal?"

Zhong Wenhai also frowned and didn't say much because he didn't understand.

After observing for a while, it seemed that there was no danger. Chen Zhonghu tried to shout:

"Hello."

The sound echoed in the hall, and there was no movement except for the sea of ​​clouds churning a little.

After waiting for a while, Chen Zhonghu saw that there was no response and wanted to try to climb the platform because he felt that the figures on the platform might be the key to this palace.

So he said:

“I’m going to be on stage.”

A response came from the headset:

"be safe."

Chen Zhonghu took a deep breath and walked towards the platform.

There were nine or nine numbers on the platform. Chen Zhonghu was almost on the top of the platform before he could use it. At this time, he passed through the clouds and mist surrounding him, and the scene on the platform was completely clear.

A futon.

A Taoist priest sitting cross-legged.

When he saw the Taoist priest, Chen Zhonghu paused for a moment, observed carefully for a long time, and then continued to climb upwards after seeing no movement.

The outside of the hall was silent, and everyone held their breath and looked at the platform getting closer and closer.

Chen Zhonghu finally climbed onto the platform and breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he immediately looked at the Taoist priest sitting cross-legged in front of him with vigilance.

Taoist priests have a fairy wind in their Taoist bones, their eyes are closed lightly.

The futon sitting down was faintly glowing with a slightly extraordinary look.

Chen Zhonghu stood aside and observed for a long time. Seeing that the Taoist priest on the high platform had no reaction, he boldly moved forward a little.

Reach out and explore.

No breath.

"He has passed away."

Chen Zhonghu's voice came from the communicator.

Zhong Wenhai's slightly trembling and nervous voice rang out:

"Look at the silk book in his hand."

Chen Zhonghu glanced at it and his eyes fell on the silk book held by the Taoist priest.

Then he brought the gloves specially made by the researchers, carefully pulled out the silk book, and slowly opened it in front of the camera.

‘Immortal!’

......

The elegant handwriting on the silk book is displayed in front of everyone.

A legend that disappeared from the last era has returned to the world!

In the early morning of that day, Chen Zhonghu walked out of the palace.

That morning, a group of fully armed guards in the Dongyue Military Region rushed to Dongyue Mountain.

Zhong Wenhai stood at the top of Dongyue Peak, looking at the vast earth from afar, and said:

"Soldiers will become immortals."

"The heaven and earth reopen."

"The spiritual Qi is revived?"

The mountain wind whistled, blowing a faint sound across the vast world.

......

New Science and Technology University dormitory.

With the opening of the Dongyue Underground Palace last night, the background story of the revival of Lingqi has been laid, and the next step is the arrival of the Lingqi era!

A knock on the door interrupted Lu Xiu's thoughts.

Lu Xiu put away the mountains and rivers map placed on the table, got up and opened the door.

"Instructor?"

When Lu Xiu saw the visitor, he spoke out in confusion.

"It's me."

The person who came was the instructor of Lu Xiu’s national arts course.

Lu Xiu brought a stool to the instructor and sat down, then asked:

"Is there anything wrong with the instructor?"

"That's right, Dongyu will hold a college competition. I hope Lu can participate on behalf of the school."

The instructor spoke straightforwardly and spoke.

Hearing the instructor's words, Lu Xiu raised his eyebrows, "College competition?"

The instructor explained:

"I have observed during this period of class. Student Lu, you have high qualifications in martial arts learning and hope to reach the middle of the Ming Dynasty before the competition."

"This is a master's level in all universities and has a great chance of winning awards."
To be continued...