darknovel Chapter 139
Chapter 139
Chapter 139 Five Thousand Years Ago
After the Shengzi general election began, countless people gathered around the ring to watch the battle, looking forward to the final outcome of this general election.
This general election will last for two days. During these two days, all contestants will complete the battle and choose the true son!
This is a major event that determines the fate of the entire Demon Sect!
All the disciples are paying attention!
There was only one person, with two big white legs dangling, carrying a teapot and ran to find someone to drink tea.
“The spring breeze blows, a hundred flowers bloom, a pot of tea and a song…”
Xue Ziyan muttered to herself that shit and incomprehensible ballads, wandering around, went to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.
Others don’t know where Shangguan Leng Yan is, but Xue Ziyan knows very well that Shangguan Leng Yan has been staying in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion ever since Cheng Feng disappeared.
It is said that I was reading some kind of classics.
Quite a kind of literary girl temperament.
The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.
Shangguan Leng Yan, wearing a white, plain and elegant long skirt, sat in front of the wooden table, with a heavy book lying horizontally in front of him, with a faint expression.
From time to time, deep finger, flip a page gently, continue reading.
Since Cheng Feng left, she has been sitting here alone, reading in silence. Even at this time the general election of the son of the outside world has begun, and the voices are so loud, the entire Tibetan scripture pavilion is silent and isolated from the world.
Sudden!
“Senior Sister Shangguan! I’ll come to you for tea!”
Xue Ziyan carried the teapot and appeared in front of Shangguan Leng Yan.
“Why are you here again?”
Shangguan Lengyan looked helpless.
“Hey, it’s my honor to be able to drink tea with Senior Sister Shangguan!”
Xue Ziyan quite familiarly sat directly next to Shangguan Leng Yan, and glanced at the book Shangguan Leng Yan was reading: “Chronicles of Qingxuan Mainland? Senior Sister Shangguan, you are still interested in history!”
“I just want to verify something.”
“what? What?”
“It’s not a big deal, I just want to know the origin of the magic door.”
“The origin of the magic door…”
Xue Ziyan blinked and thought: “That has to be investigated thousands of years ago…”
“To be precise, it was five thousand years ago.” Shangguan Leng Yan said lightly: “According to the chronicle, a man named Lan Emperor five thousand years ago created the first generation of Demon Gate and became the number one in the eastern part of the Qingxuan Continent. A super sect. In the following thousands of years, the demon gate guarded the border between the demon race and the human race and defended the peace of one side.”
“Yes, what’s the problem with this?”
Shangguan Leng Yan said: “There are some historical records that five thousand years ago, there were many times when gods descended to the earth to save sentient beings, bringing fireworks and light to the world.”
“This is just a legend, right?”
Xue Ziyan was puzzled.
“It can’t be said to be a legend. Everything recorded in this chronicle is biased towards documentary.” Shangguan Leng Yan continued: “But there is one thing that is not mentioned in the chronicle, but it is very obvious, that is after the establishment of the magic door. , Then there is no such thing as a god descending to the world to save sentient beings.”
“Uh, is there any causal relationship between the two?”
“Can’t say no.”
Shangguan Leng Yan muttered to himself, and then smiled lightly, “I read these books just because I was bored. In fact, there have been many records about the initial situation of the demon door in the Tianma Jing, but most of them are written. The words are unclear, and I am most curious about one thing…”
“What?” Xue Ziyan asked.
Shangguan Leng Yan pointed to the text recorded in the book and said: “Emperor Lan has carved hundreds of thousands of humanities on the stone tablet, standing between heaven and earth, suppressing the luck of the human race, and not forgetting history… But Emperor Lan does not want people What is the forgotten history?”
“What is the relationship between the establishment of the Demon Gate and the gods no longer descending to the world?”
“The true history of this world is definitely more than five thousand years, but almost all the records in history books remain five thousand years ago.”
Xue Ziyan tilted her head. “Senior Sister Shangguan, I didn’t expect you to be quite leisurely. Now that the Shengzi general election outside is so intense, you don’t care about it. You actually read history books here.”
“What else can you do?” Shangguan Leng Yan looked into the distance, as if looking at a certain figure.
But she knew that that person would not come back.
She accurately calculated the time. To get to the Yaoguang Tianchi from here, you need to go around the abyss, and it takes about ten days to walk back and forth at the fastest.
What’s more, Xie Daoyun would definitely not leave Cheng Feng easily.
Cheng Feng will never come back before the end of the Shengzi general election.
In this way, Cheng Feng had no chance to avenge himself, and Heavenly Jade would not fall into Shangguanhong’s hands.
but……
At that time, if Shangguanhong finds that the jade of heaven is not in his hands, no one knows what he will do when he becomes angry.
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