Chapter 763: Xia Xiangong

Heaven and earth, a piece of silence.

In front of the bright moon in the high sky, a few wisps of clouds drifted, and the ethereal meaning was born with the movement of the fog.

And the moonlight on the long street, the purple meaning spread, its source Xu Qing, at this moment stopped his footsteps, turned around and gazed at the butterfly behind him.

Xia Xiangong.

This organization, Xu Qing had heard of it more than once. The earliest time was on the way to the Imperial Capital, mentioned by Princess Anhai.

It was said that this palace not only existed in the human race, but in many races of the Wanggu Continent, there was a Xia Xiangong.

And the antiquity of this palace could be traced back to the beginning of the establishment of Wanggu.

Even the ninety-nine ancient Heavenly Dao of this Wanggu Continent were raised by the founders of this palace. It was they who set the rules for this world and drew a boundary for the gods.

And they came from a place called Thick Earth, which was the lower world.

Xu Qing's gaze was deep, and after a long while, he spoke slowly.

"The Xia Xiangong of the human race sends one disciple to walk outside every thousand years, so the one of this generation, is it you?"

The butterfly wings flapped, and dazzling starlight sprinkled from it like dust, disappearing into the void, and the crisp sound echoed accordingly.

"I won't tell you, if you want to know, you..."

Xu Qing was expressionless, soul threads in his body rushed out, pouring into the butterfly's body.

With a bang, the butterfly collapsed, soon formed again, but in the blink of an eye, it was extinguished by the soul threads.

After dozens of times of repetition, Xu Qing stopped.

The butterfly formed again, the pattern on the wings like eyes, as if glaring, then emitted a helpless voice.

"Still not angry, you are too much, don't do it!"

"My question, I will answer, okay? I also want to walk outside, but... the Palace Master said my ability is not enough. Sigh, it makes sense, even you can't beat..."

The voice inside the butterfly sighed.

"So are you going or not? If you don't go, I will follow you all the time. No way, the Palace Master asked me to invite you. If I don't complete it, it won't work."

"And don't be afraid, I won't hurt you, and didn't you notice? We fought until now, the formation didn't move, and no one came... you know the reason, right."

"Because, I represent the Xia Xiangong, and the Xia Xiangong... in any race, does not participate in secular affairs. We are just recorders of history. We are not enemies with anyone."

"Although I don't know why the Palace Master invited you."

"Are you going or not."

Xu Qing felt very annoyed. He found that this mysterious woman seemed to have become a chatterbox after turning into a butterfly, with words one after another, endless.

However, for the Xia Xiangong, Xu Qing was very interested.

And in this Imperial Capital, with attention from all sides, Xu Qing was not worried that there would be fatal danger if he went to the Xia Xiangong.

Thus, after pondering, he looked down at the Ancient Sun tied to his waist, feeling more comforted in his heart.

"Lead the way!"

Xu Qing spoke calmly.

The butterfly cheered, flew forward, all the way colorful, very beautiful, leaving a path of starry sky.

Xu Qing followed behind, stepping forward.

Moving forward all the way, he came to the north of the Imperial Capital.

The size of the Imperial Capital was the inner ring of the Ancient Emperor star, so it was vast.

There were various terrains here, whether mountains or plains, there were quite a few.

Distributed in the Imperial Capital.

Its northern area, compared to other directions, was slightly empty, with fewer buildings, especially at night, giving people a sense of desolation.

Until a moment later, the butterfly stopped in mid-air on a plain. The dazzling light, combined with the moonlight, made this place quite clear.

In the light, a temple was looming.

There were no other buildings around, standing alone on the earth.

The temple was very dilapidated, full of the feeling of the passage of time, and the way it existed was also strange, as if it were built between reality and illusion.

And this position, Xu Qing had passed by, he clearly remembered that there was no temple here.

"Same as the Asking Immortal Bell?"

Xu Qing was thoughtful.

"Don't guess anymore, the Xia Xiangong of any race is like this, it exists, and it does not exist. When you want to find it, you can't find it."

"Only when the Xia Xiangong invites you actively, will it let you see it."

The butterfly in mid-air, after the sound came out, flickered and headed straight for the temple. Shuttle between, disappeared without a trace, and with its departure, the door of the temple opened slowly.

This door was mottled, the sense of time was more obvious, and the meaning of vicissitudes spread from inside and outside the entire temple. Looking at it, it was as if seeing history.

Xu Qing closed his eyes, the sundial in his body turned slowly, and when he opened his eyes, he vaguely saw a long river of time flowing outside the temple.

Making this temple more mysterious.

After a long while, Xu Qing took a deep breath, tidied his clothes, bowed outside the temple.

Then he walked towards the temple door, without stopping, and stepped directly into the temple.

The moment he walked in, a temple hall as dilapidated as the exterior came into Xu Qing's eyes.

This temple was ordinary, the layout was the same as the outside temple, empty all around, very quiet, only the sound of candle fire burning, echoing slightly.

The source of the sound was the offering table in front, where nine candles were placed, three extinguished, six burning. The opening of the door made the candle fire shake, and the entire temple hall was slightly dim.

Under the table, there were three mats woven from withered grass, with traces of wear on them, as if someone had been sitting and worshipping there all year round.

As for what this temple worshipped, it was not a god statue, but nine ancient paintings.

The ancient paintings were blurred, not clear, only vaguely noticing that they were portraits of people.

Besides that, the walls around the temple hall also had totem carvings, in the reflection of the candle light, giving people a mottled feeling.

Xu Qing's gaze moved away from the offering table and fell on the surrounding walls. After staring carefully, his heart moved.

That was a miniature of the human race's history!

On the mural, Xu Qing saw the scene of the Human Emperor Xuanzhan ascending the throne!

It was depicted very clearly, expressing that kind of grandness and magnificence vividly. After gazing, it was like being on the scene.

After a long while, Xu Qing's gaze moved to other murals, and he saw the scene of another Human Emperor ascending the throne.

This emperor's appearance was strange, but there were words left beside him.

Daoshi.

Xu Qing checked carefully, continued to walk forward, and where his gaze passed, he saw the Human Emperor Jingyun before Daoshi!

In front of the carving of Human Emperor Jingyun, Xu Qing paused. He thought of Crown Prince Ziqing, and also knew that this Human Emperor Jingyun was a person of the same era as Ziqing.

At that time, it could be considered a prosperous age of the later human era.

For a long time, Xu Qing continued to walk, saw Human Emperor Shengtian, and also saw that Human Emperor Dongsheng who was fond of success and cut off half of the human race's rivers and mountains.

The ascension scenes of these few Human Emperors were different in vastness. The most shocking was Human Emperor Dongsheng. In the picture, Heavenly Kings could be seen standing, multiple rulers, great momentum, and rich luck.

At that time, the human race had terrifying heritage, and the prestige of the Ancient Emperor still remained.

Looking back at Xuanzhan's ascension... the feeling of the decline of the human race was incomparably obvious.

And these scenes, as if history turned into a river, flowing in front of Xu Qing, using murals to reflect the light of the human race after the departure of Ancient Emperor Xuanyou.

"Then, what about the Ancient Emperor Xuanyou before Human Emperor Dongsheng..."

Waves rose in Xu Qing's heart. He walked around the walls of the temple, continuing to walk, until a scene more magnificent than all later Human Emperors appeared in Xu Qing's eyes.

He saw... the ascension of Ancient Emperor Xuanyou.

The Ancient Emperor star shone with light, countless auspicious signs, heaven and earth lost color, ninety-nine ancient Heavenly Dao appeared, bowing to the Imperial Palace.

On the vast Imperial Palace, stood a person, surpassing heavenly power.

Below this person, all races of the Wanggu Continent, countless emperors, were all worshipping him, their expressions incomparably respectful.

One person, suppressing Wanggu.

One person, sweeping heaven and earth.

"Ancient Emperor Xuanyou!"

Xu Qing gazed for a long, long time, before slowly withdrawing his gaze. After calming his mood, he walked forward, wanting to see the human race before Xuanyou.

Before Xuanyou, the human race also had emperors, the time in power was not equal, some long and some short, the momentum was also like this.

Until after the thirty-first, Xu Qing saw a magnificent scene with the same ceremony as Ancient Emperor Xuanyou.

That... was also an Ancient Emperor.

Xuanyou was not the first Ancient Emperor of the human race to unify Wanggu. The Ancient Emperor before him was named Zhe Xian!

This person was an empress.

Magnificent, the focus of all attention, colorful wings spreading across the sky.

Xu Qing's heart surged. This was history he did not know before, so he looked more carefully, until after a long while, he left. After this were more than fifty Human Emperors...

And at the end of the murals in this temple, Xu Qing finally saw... the first Ancient Emperor of the human race.

That was a boy, standing in front of the ancient Imperial Palace, not wearing an Imperial robe, but a Daoist robe.

He did not look at the ten thousand races worshipping below, but raised his head, as if gazing at the starry sky.

His expression was somewhat melancholy, somewhat complex, somewhat longing.

The words beside him were written with four characters.

Ancient Emperor Tianjing.

"Ancient Emperor Tianjing is the first emperor of the human race, and also the first Ancient Emperor."

An elegant voice came from behind Xu Qing at this moment.

Xu Qing turned his head upon hearing the sound, looking in the direction of the offering table, where a woman's figure appeared on the mat in the middle, with her back to Xu Qing.

White plain clothes, black long hair, under the reflection of candle fire, like a gray withered old painting appearing in front of Xu Qing's eyes.

The person in the picture seemed to exist in time, and appeared in Xu Qing's eyes, making people unable to distinguish whether it was ancient or today.

Her aura was like a god but not a god, like a cultivator but not a cultivator.

"Immortal..."

In Xu Qing's body, the god finger that had been sleeping for a long time emitted a trembling sound.

"I just slept for a while, how did you... bring me to see an immortal..."

The god finger shivered, instinctively closing its eyes, it prepared to continue sleeping, sleeping would not be afraid.

Xu Qing did not pay attention to the awakened god finger, but his gaze condensed on that plain shadow.

Ancient temple, plain shadow, faint fire.

A butterfly appeared out of thin air beside her, flying around, becoming an embellishment, and finally landed on the woman's shoulder, the totem of the wings turning into eyes, looking at Xu Qing.

"Xu Qing, this is my master, and also the Xia Xiangong Master."

Xu Qing was solemn, bowed.

"Seen the Palace Master."

The ancient temple was quiet, for a long time...

"On your body, there is the aura of Xia Immortal."

The plain shadow whispered, like water droplets falling on a bluestone slab, emitting an ethereal sound, echoing in the ancient temple, the lingering sound lasting for a long time. ===== CHAPTER 764 =====