Sign in to the Heavenly Master Palace, the Downhill Is Invincible

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for signing in to the Mingyuan Daomen ruins, and rewarding a copy of "Mingyuan Spell Master Compendium"."

Hearing the prompt, Xu Cheng knew that he had found what he was looking for.

This is a low hillside, and there are some low-level desolate beasts in the surrounding jungle.

Ahead, there are large and small stone walls.

"Mr. Xu, if you walk through those stone walls, you will unknowingly enter a vast space." Lu Mingwei pointed to those stone walls and said in a low voice.

The last time he was lost in the stone wall, and then entered the ruins.

There was a light in Xu Cheng's eyes.

It's just an ordinary maze.

Of course, such a maze still has a certain power in front of low-level warriors in the Tianwu world.

Those with poor strength and luck may be trapped to death in it.

It's unlucky to meet those desolate beasts who are also trapped in it, that would be miserable.

But in an instant, Xu Cheng had already seen through the route in this maze.

"follow me."

He opened his mouth lightly, and then strode forward.

Lu Mingwei quickly followed.

As if walking in his own home, Xu Cheng strode leisurely, never stopping in the maze of stone walls.

Lu Mingwei followed behind him, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Has Mr. Xu been here before, or can he see through the maze of stone walls here?

He paused, and walked to the side one step at a time.

"Om—"

The scene in front of him changed suddenly.

Xu Cheng turned his head, took a look, and shook his head slightly.

Lu Mingwei had long wanted to explore the ruins by himself.

At this point, their cooperation is considered to be over.

Seeing that Lu Mingwei in the maze was not in any danger, he turned around and left.

Everyone has their own chance,

Tying Lu Mingwei by his side is not necessarily a good thing.

He looked forward, and there was the end of the maze.

"Om—"

When the maze is over, there is a white jade gate ahead.

Mingyuan Daomen.

The handwriting is simple, but it is somewhat different from the writing techniques in the practice world.

Standing where he was, Xu Cheng dispersed his spiritual thoughts.

The Mingyuan Taoist sect should be just a small sect with an area of ​​only a few tens of miles, which is incomparable to the large sects in the practice world that span thousands of miles or even several worlds.

Of course, if it was a big sect, it would not set up the sect in such a remote place.

The main hall behind the mountain gate has collapsed.

With a sweep of spiritual thoughts, only ruins remained of the other alchemy rooms and libraries.

However, there are some practice rooms and rest rooms, because they are built next to the mountains, but they still exist.

Maybe, there is still something to be gained.

With a flash, Xu Cheng walked towards the ruins of the library.

...

When Lu Mingwei came out of the maze, the first thing he saw was the stone tablets engraved with runes that he saw when he arrived.

The last time he didn't know how precious these runes were, how could he miss them this time?

Taking out the rubbing paper he had prepared earlier in the backpack, he began to trace those runes in detail.

As long as I take all these runes away, I might have a chance to become a master like Mr. Xu Cheng.

Thinking of Xu Cheng, he sighed slightly.

Such a master is something he looks up to.

If he enters the ruins with him, what he can get depends entirely on his reward.

This feeling is too uncomfortable.

"When the ruins are found, give him a copy of these rubbings, and treat him as a favor..."

Whispering, Lu Mingwei started rubbing carefully.

At this time, there were already several teams surrounded in front of the stone wall outside.

"If I'm not mistaken, Xiongtai is from the Zhang family in Daning City, right?"

"The Zhang family is known for being proficient in spirit patterns, so are you interested in the ruins here?"

A middle-aged man in tight black soft armor looked across and spoke loudly.

"That's right, I'm Zhang Mingsheng from the Zhang Family, and I'm here only for the runes of this place." A young man in his thirties on the opposite side responded with a calm expression on his face.

"Okay, I'm Sun Qiyang from Muyuan City. Our Sun family only needs alchemy here." The middle-aged man in soft armor looked at Zhang Mingsheng with a smile on his face.

"We can cooperate."

His eyes swept around.

Zhang Mingsheng also turned his head to look around, then nodded.

"Okay, the runes are mine, and the pills are all yours."

"make a deal."

Sun Qiyang gave a long laugh, raised his hand, and led the warriors behind him forward.

The two teams merged and walked towards the stone wall maze.

"Everyone, everyone gets what they need. If you really want to grab it, you have to wait until you get it. How about it?" Outside the stone wall, watching the Sun and his family leave, an old man in his fifties stepped forward and spoke loudly.

"Okay, let's talk about it when we get the things."

"That's it, come out and plan other things."

...

Without getting the treasure, no one is interested in playing a game.

Everyone had an unreliable agreement, and the hostility between each other was less, and the teams stepped forward and entered the maze.

"boom--"

As soon as they entered the ruins, there was a roar coming from ahead.

"There are wild beasts—"

"They opened the secret room for cultivating wild beasts, where there is a elixir to improve the purity of the wild beast's blood!"

"kill!"

...

The loose alliance collapsed in an instant.

The elixir that can purify the blood of wild beasts is an absolute treasure.

Xu Cheng, who was searching the ruins of Zangshu Pavilion for a few words, might have taken a look if he hadn't found something of interest.

Some of the remaining stone carvings in Zangshu Pavilion, as well as the broken jade slips abandoned by previous explorers, contained some information that Xu Cheng wanted.

Ming Yuan Daomen was established about 80,000 years ago.

At that time, in the Tianwu world, Taoism was about to be cut off.

The reason for the severance of Taoism is that practitioners have absorbed too much spiritual energy from heaven and earth.

The aura of heaven and earth is exhausted, and the avenue collapses.

Without aura, the practitioner's strength continued to decline.

In this world, 80,000 years ago, there was no existence that became holy through Taoism.

Then martial artists who practice martial arts rely on the power of qi and blood, the research of various new types of exercises, especially the perfection of each realm after the Lingwu realm.

One hundred thousand years ago, warriors defeated Taoism.

The cultivators retreated across the board.

Many sects were exterminated, and Taoist classics were also destroyed.

Some sects took root in the four deserts, and they could only avoid being chased by warriors in the desert where wild beasts were rampant.

"Cultivation, longevity, is always a dream."

"The avenues of the world will eventually collapse. Perhaps martial arts is the real way out."

"Being a strong man, being free for the rest of your life, and returning your blood to the earth, mountains and rivers after death, is the only way to make the world last forever."

On a stone tablet, there is a mottled lettering.

"Mingyuan Taoism has since cut off its inheritance and changed to martial arts."

"Wu Daomingli, the thirty-third generation head teacher of Mingyuan Daomen."

Xu Jianli stayed where he was, with his breath fluctuating.

The Dao is destroyed because of the practitioners.

When he was in the practice world, he had seen countless world avenues go extinct.

He himself even destroyed thousands of worlds with his own hands, and collected the Dao among them.

This is the practitioner.

In the past, I had never realized the Dao, and I felt that this was the way to practice.

But looking at it now, there really shouldn't be a Dao suitable for practitioners in the world.

What practitioners bring to the world is complete destruction.

The breath on his body is constantly changing, and it seems that it will be disillusioned at any time.

"Mr. Xu help!"

Suddenly, with a roar, Lu Mingwei ran towards him covered in blood.

"They're going to kill everyone here!"

Xu Cheng turned his head slowly.

There was an imperceptible tyranny in his eyes.

In a world where the Dao does not exist, his Dao is gone?

Or is his path broken?