Eighty-one steps.

It can be finished in a few minutes.

But for Qin Xiaoya, it seems like a century.

She kept in mind the steps in her heart. When it reached the eighty-first step, she slowly opened her eyes.

The sunlight is shining.

She couldn't help but squint her eyes, feeling as if she had seen the sea of ​​fairy mountains and clouds.

The towering mountains are majestic and magnificent, and a step spreads to the clouds. You can only vaguely see the jade towers and jade palaces in the sea of ​​clouds.

This is a mountain that you have to look up to.

It may not have the momentum of the Five Mountains, but with just one glance, there is endless shock and awe in the depths of its soul.

Qin Xiaoya was deeply addicted to this mountain. I don’t know how long she suddenly woke up, and the mysterious pull appeared in her mind again. She looked back and found that Liu Ru and others were also looking at the sacred mountain with respect, while Wang Banxia and Lao Hua even knelt on the ground, bowing respectfully three times and nine times.

Everyone's mood cannot calm down for a long time.

Tianlang sighed: "I have no regrets in this life when I see this sacred mountain."

"Where is Zhu Xiaodi?"

At this moment, Zhao Shan suddenly exclaimed.

Everyone was busy looking over and was shocked to find that there was no trace of Zhu Xiaodi in the crowd. They were looking back, and the woods still existed, but where was Zhu Xiaodi still there?

"Zhu Xiaodi!" Zhao Shan shouted.

No one answered.

Wang Banxia had finished worshiping at this time and stood up and said, "He should be lost."

"Impossible!" Zhao Shan said anxiously: "He has been behind me all the time!"

"Ninety-nine return to one, nothingness." Wang Banxia shook his head and said, "If you can detect it, that's weird."

He didn't tell any lies.

As Qin Xiaoya warned before, they were extremely difficult for the last eighty-one steps, as if they were constantly traveling through the illusion. If they were not careful, they would be lost in it. If it weren't for a sudden thunder that woke them up, they would probably have been lost in this formation of ninety-nine-return.

"No, I have to find him back!" Professor Qian said anxiously.

Zhao Shan also wants to go back.

But Wang Banxia stopped the two of them and said in a deep voice: "Do you know how lucky we can come here? Ninety-nine returns to one, and those who are strong will must not pass. You can go back now, it is no different from dying!"

The two were sad and angry.

Qin Xiaoya and Liu Ru were also worried. After all, they had been studying together for a long time. Thinking of him as he might fall into the Infinite Purgatory and suffered torture, he naturally felt sad.

"alright."

At this time, Huang Ying, who was rarely serious, said: "We can't go back and find him. I feel that this is not our nonsense. Let's continue to go up the mountain. Master Wang and Tianlang, you are cutting off the back. Xiaoya and I are leading the way ahead, and no one is allowed to leave the team!"

He could sense that the majesty of this place was not allowed to be trampled on.

Everyone was in a depressed mood, but they had to nod one after another and decided to move forward.

The steps up the mountain are not steep, but very straight. Huang Ying and Qin Xiaoya are driving the road ahead. About two hours later, they arrived at the mountainside. There was a huge platform surrounded by twenty-eight and the sky stone pillars. In the center of the platform, there was a huge bronze tripod.

"Oh my God."

Professor Qian shouted excitedly.

Then he ran to a nearby stone pillar and looked at the carvings above. He was so excited that he had never forgotten all the sadness of Zhu Xiaodi after his disappearance.

"This is the pillar of heaven, twenty-eight, representing the twenty-eight constellations. During ancient sacrifices, it means to lead the people to heaven." Professor Qian said tremblingly.

On the twenty-eight pillars of the sky, there are scenes of human sacrifices in the land of Jiuzhou in ancient times, there are also sculptures of slaughtering demons, and there are also inscriptions that have never appeared before. Various phenomena tell Professor Qian that this definitely represents the peak civilization in ancient times, and it will perfectly supplement the historical gap of China before the Shang Dynasty.

Professor Qian ordered Zhao Shan to take photos and print them, while he himself was studying the bronze tripod, which was more than twice as big as the Simuwu tripod. It was obvious that the old man was very excited and even climbed into the tripod to study the inscriptions carved inside.

Others are trimming on the spot.

About two hours later, Zhao Shan finished his work. He was a little excited and excited and said, "Professor, let's continue to go up!"

“Yes, yes!”

Professor Qian also climbed down from the cauldron and said, "There will be more important clues of civilization inside, let's go now."

This old man had been gasping for three steps before, but now he was like he was injected with chicken blood, and he didn't let Huang Ying and Qin Xiaoya lead the way forward, and kept rushing up. When he saw the palace, Professor Qian almost fainted in excitement. He saw a total of 108 bronze men standing on the two steps.

The bronze man carved it vividly, and from a distance it looks like a living person.

Seeing that the old man was about to study it again, Wang Banxia couldn't help but say, "I said Professor Qian, it's almost dark, don't waste time, let's go in and take a look first."

"Yes, teacher." Zhao Shan hurriedly advised: "Go to the palace first."

After hearing this, Professor Qian had no choice but to nod.

Qin Xiaoya looked at these bronze men with a vigilant look, her face solemn.

"What's wrong?" Huang Ying asked in a low voice.

Qin Xiaoya said: "They should be alive."

"What?" Huang Ying made a clever move.

He looked at the bronze statues on both sides vigilantly, but when he saw that they were still motionless, he whispered: "Don't say more, otherwise Professor Qian will have to move away."

Huang Ying has a kind of intuition.

It is best not to move anything here, otherwise no one will want to go out alive.

Qin Xiaoya also nodded.

Everyone quickly went to the palace. The hall in front of them was magnificent and magnificent, a civilized building that they had never seen before, but they could also feel that this was an ancient Chinese civilization, because it reflected a familiar feeling in their bloodlines, and there was also a kind of majesty that made people have to hold piety and awe.

Just stepped forward.

The bronze door of the main hall automatically opened in an instant.

This scared everyone and was shocked again.

"Get in, there is no danger inside." Qin Xiaoya said.

Everyone did not hesitate and entered one after another. As soon as they entered, they felt endless mystery and ancient times coming.

The hall is very empty.

The surrounding walls were carved with colorful paintings, reflecting the history of the lost civilization, which made Professor Qian excitedly dance. What really shocked everyone was that the nine bronze tripods placed in the hall were much smaller than those on the outside platform, but they exuded an infinite momentum, like ancient divine beasts.

"The Nine Cauldrons of China!"

Professor Qian exclaimed: "This must be the Nine Cauldrons of China!"

He cried.
Chapter completed!