7:55, Tulip Antique Exhibition, Square in Front.
Kaxiu raised his head slightly and glanced at the mushroom-shaped avant-garde building not far away. The white tiles and large French windows of the antique exhibition hall shone white in the sun, and the long sign on the top was also filled with metallic luster, with the left half being extremely dazzling.
Around the cordon, sturdy men in black suits walked back and forth, not concealing their cold eyes and aura.
At the entrance, groups of people walked in, either in groups or alone. Outside, some people dressed as reporters stood on tiptoe, occasionally lowering their heads to write down key words in their notebooks.
"Do you think that some people from the Blood Spirit Society or other sects might have sneaked into the antique exhibition hall?" Saint Fenan, wearing a white suit, walked up to Kaxiu. The fabric was shiny in the sun.
"Of course there is." Feng Liusi also came over. He looked a lot younger today, but he still looked like a mature man. With the suit, he looked about thirty years old.
"It's a pity that I can't do it."
Kaxiu said with a somewhat regretful tone, his eyes slightly dim. For him, this situation was like a lion among sheep, seeing the prey but unable to attack.
"It doesn't matter. There will definitely be a reckoning on the fourth day anyway. Be patient and wait a few more days. I'm almost there."
Feng Luis stated.
The three of them walked towards the entrance of the Tulip Antiques Exhibition while talking. Although they were wearing suits, they walked very fast, constantly surpassing the bustling crowd in front of them.
Some people who were accidentally pushed aside did not dare to say anything more. The natural aura exuded by the three people made them shut up.
One minute later.
After showing their invitation, Kaxiu and the other two were allowed to walk onto the carpet that led all the way outside, with security personnel on both sides.
Walk up the steps and come to the platform in front of the exhibition hall.
Feng Liusi said softly.
"There are at least five or more boxers, on the surface..."
Kaxiu's expression did not change, but his eyelids drooped slightly. The layout of an antique exhibition, there are five strong men who have broken through the limits of the human body as security personnel, not to mention the hidden ones, there will be more. Apart from anything else, just here can see the strong foundation of the middle-level combat power of the Cloud Dog Fist.
After entering the gate, there was an empty hall in front of them. The three of them headed towards the venue on the right, bypassed a 90-degree corner decorated with white porcelain vases, and walked forward for a distance.
Push open the half-open red-painted door with intricate patterns.
Suddenly, the faint melodious sound of musical instruments outside poured out like flowing water. Under the slanting golden sunlight from the French windows, the white marble floor reflected light. All kinds of people were strolling in the exhibition hall. Some were wearing suits and mousse in their hair, looking quite elite. Some were slightly fat, with beards and glasses, holding their female companions, dressed like wealthy businessmen. Others were wearing casual clothes and warm-toned sweaters, looking like scholars.
The arrival of the three people did not attract anyone's attention. Kaxiu and his companions quickly blended into the crowd and strolled back and forth.
"The antiques related to ancient ruins on the exhibition list seem to be placed together, in Exhibition Hall 05." Kaxiu pointed to a place not far away.
"Let's go and take a look first." Feng Liusi took the lead.
Less than half a minute.
They entered Hall 05, a semi-open room with floor-to-ceiling windows on one side that let in sunlight.
There are pillars placed in fixed positions around it, and on the pillars are antiques covered with glass.
"How many items are there today?" asked Saint Finan.
"Three things, probably murals, pottery fragments, and building debris..."
Kaxiu said slowly and was the first to take the lead.
After searching for a while, he soon found his first target. Inside the glass cover was a piece of pottery with what seemed to be some vague patterns on it. However, due to the severe erosion, it was difficult to identify even at a close distance. Feng Liusi came over and observed it carefully. His brows were furrowed, as if he was thinking about something.
Suddenly, his pupils shrank slightly, and crackling sounds came from his body. It seemed that he was too shocked, causing the death tooth force that had just broken through to be difficult to control, and there was a moment of riot.
Sheng Feinan and Kaxiu did not interrupt, but just stood by and waited quietly. This lasted for about three minutes.
Feng Liusi's brows relaxed and he slowly stood up.
Seeing this, Kaxiu asked.
"What? Did you see anything?"
"No, it's just an ordinary piece of pottery." Feng Liusi shook his head and his expression returned to being expressionless.
"Then why did you watch it for so long?" Kaxiu looked puzzled.
"I only took a few glances, and spent the rest of the time controlling the newly broken acupoints and suppressing the rioting dead tooth strength." Feng Liusi shrugged innocently and explained: "You are still in the second stage and don't know my current situation. The more advanced the acupoints of the Nan Dou Hong Jiu Quan are, the more refined the strength is, and the more difficult it is to regulate."
"When a point breaks through, sometimes you need to suppress it with all your strength for half a day before you can regain the ability to use it as easily as your own arm."
"Unlike your current stage, it only takes half an hour to break through an acupoint." Feng Liusi stabbed Kaxiu at last.
"Shit, we thought you had found some clues. The first antique could provide specific information about the ruins."
Standing in the sun, Saint Feinan complained.
"hehe."
Feng Liusi was happy, and just as he was about to speak, there was another subtle crackling sound from his body. He froze in place, and his mind seemed to be poured into his body again, regulating the dead tooth strength in the virtual meridians. The whole person stood there like a puppet.
"Fuck, I'm really impressed."
Feng Liusi rolled his eyes, and his elegant demeanor was completely gone.
"Ignore him, let him stand and recover slowly..."
Kaxiu immediately turned around and looked at the other two ancient antiques.
One of them is a mural, which originally looked brightly colored but has turned gray due to the passage of time. The content of the mural is a bit vague, but you can still make out some clues if you look closely.
As he speculated on the specific shape, Kaxiu's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and he moved closer and closer to the glass cover. Finally, Tong Kong shrank suddenly, and his face showed a look of shock.
Saint Feinan's untimely voice sounded at this time.
"Hey, Kaxiu, don't tell me that you broke through too quickly and couldn't control the acupoints. Stop acting. Feng Liusi is still standing there stupidly. He can't see you mocking him..."
Kaxiu automatically blocked out this sentence and focused more on the mural. He did find something unexpected.
If Kaxiu guessed correctly, the vague outlines in the mural showed that the five figures formed an oval circle.
Five diagrams, starting from the top and going clockwise.
Respectively.
Mouth, eyes, nose, ears, palms.
Represents the five senses that people use to perceive and understand the world.
And the shape in the middle of these five patterns looks like an Ouroboros to Kaxiu, a rough: ∞.
The last time we looked back, we visited the Akaba ruins and the rune of wisdom.
Several key words suddenly connected in my mind.
He subconsciously pressed his chest, and the mark of the wisdom rune was still on his chest. Its original name was Ouroboros, and it came from the mysterious Aoyin civilization. Legend has it that it was one of the five cornerstones leading to infinite greatness. It can absorb the essence of disasters and brew spiritual blood. The foundation of Kaxiu's current fighting spirit is the continuous accumulation and improvement of the nine spiritual bloods.
Could this ancient relic be related to Aqaba
Or, the ancient ruins where Feng Liusi obtained the secret of Nan Dou were left behind by the Aoyin civilization?! Kaxiu turned his head to look at Feng Liusi, and after a moment he thought about the problem again.
The last time he went back, he had gone to the Yakado Ruins with Domon, the chief core disciple of the Three-Eyed Mad Lion School. It was suspected to be the lair of the Northern Blood Clan, and there were many old monsters sleeping there.
Scarab swarms, high-level vampires...
Memories that had been buried for a long time came to mind, and Kaxiu compared the timelines of the two times. This time was three years after the last time, so the changes should not be that big. The so-called direct blood clan was probably still living in the ruins.
If the Nandou secret fax is there, a war is inevitable. Kaxiu came back to his senses and exhaled deeply.
Fortunately, I got some useful information. Although it is not certain, it is a concrete reference direction.
He thought about it and studied it for a while, confirming his idea again. Then he moved his eyes to the last antique, which was a pile of building debris, and he didn't know where it came from.
Maybe it's a wall, a pillar, or a statue.
Kaxiu pondered for a moment and found that there seemed to be a word written on a piece of debris: "thorn". He immediately became interested and observed it from different angles, and got some vague phrases.
"The dead." "Butterflies." "Ashes of the living."
The most complete one is a sentence.
"You are fire, you are clothed in flames..."
Kaxiu muttered to himself, and he actually felt a little bit of impression, as if he had seen it inadvertently at some point. His eyes were blank for about two minutes, and then he came back to his senses and said.
"Collapse on the blue thorns, sipping red fever."
"… "
"You are fire, you are clothed in flames."
"The flames of pain burn the living."
"The ashes of the living, the love poem falling on the forehead of death..."
In Black Rain Villa, on a circular corridor leading to the Baptismal Church, there are broken statues and poems on the pillars.
Kaxiu's originally certain expression became confused again. How could it be related to Black Rain Villa? Or was Black Rain Villa also formed during the era of Aoyin civilization
He was instantly lost in thought about the unknown.
These strange things seemed to be related to that mysterious ancient era, and even the Soma myth, the three major gates of life. Knowing something, the gate organization that constantly collects ancient antiques. Various elements were churning in his mind.
But there was too little relevant information to form a complete relationship line. Kaxiu finally came to his senses and gave up forcing himself to think. He immediately heard the voice of Saint Fennan.
"Kaxiu, Kaxiu, what's wrong with you? Hey... Did something go wrong during your practice? Since the last time, Feng Liusi asked me to keep an eye on you at all times and not let you go crazy."
Kaxiu retracted his gaze and shook his head: "I'm fine, I just got some interesting information. I'll tell you when I get back..."
"Oh?" Sheng Feinan's eyes lit up and he nodded immediately: "You are much more knowledgeable than Feng Liusi, the useless old man."
"Sheng Feinan, who are you talking about as an old man? You think I can't hear you, right? You don't even want to say anything to a young man in his sixties like you."
Feng Liusi didn't know when he had readjusted the strength in his body, and stood on the left side of the two men with a leisurely look.
He walked over step by step and said, "It would be great if we found something. There are only three today, but there will be more tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. Let's take a look then."
"Yeah." Kaxiu nodded.
His heart suddenly jumped, and his face changed slightly. The faint cross mark between his eyebrows lit up with a red light, and something seemed to be vibrating in his mind. Kaxiu took a step, and appeared at the door of Hall 05 like a ghost, as if teleporting, and stopped.
A few meters away, a black-haired man also stopped.
He pressed his forehead and looked at Kaxiu. The deep black man was like an abyss, absorbing the light.
The two men said nothing, just stood facing each other.
There seemed to be an invisible air current swirling and rising, and suddenly, behind the black-haired man, there seemed to be a dark black peacock standing with its tail spread out, its metallic feathers exuding an elegant and evil nature.
Behind Kaxiu, a red mass expanded and tore apart. The twisted airflow instantly formed a giant blood-red vulture, with hideous and exaggerated scales stacked one after another. It raised its head and screamed.
At the same time.
In the exhibition hall, a purple-haired young man wearing a light-colored windbreaker had a cold expression on his face and walked forward despite the girl's entanglement.
"Lance, after the antique exhibition, shall we go to Binglan Lake in Kula City? I've wanted to go there for a long time, but no one is with me." The girl's voice was pleasant, and her appearance and dress were also good. She had long legs, a slim waist, and a plump chest. It seemed that she exercised regularly.
She has a good appearance and delicate features. She wears a black top that makes her face look even whiter. Her hair is combed up, leaving a soft sideburn. Her eyes are full of a sense of ease.
"I'm busy."
Lance was really impatient. He had vowed when he became an adult that he would focus all his energy on the sword in this life.
Romance is simply a corruption of this will.
The girl in front of him was the second core disciple of the Mingshuidao of the East Nine Gates, named Nora. She was talented and good-looking, and was very popular among the core disciples of the East Nine Gates.
But for some reason, ever since she saw Lance take action at the last Eastern Secret Martial Arts Exchange Competition, she has fallen in love with the cool guy who ignores her. Whenever there is a gathering of people of the same age, she will find a way to find an opportunity to chat with Lance.
This annoyed him, and every time he met Nora, he would try to avoid her. This time, he was caught by chance, and Lance could only be indifferent and squeeze into the depths of the exhibition hall.
"Lance~" Nora used her sweet voice again.
Lance's eyelids twitched suddenly and he stopped walking: "Don't talk to me in that tone. I promise you, don't bother me anymore." After he said that, he squeezed forward and walked into the crowd.
"Hey, don't go, wait for me..."
Hearing the words from behind, Lance ran even faster.
Suddenly, he felt his whole body stiffen, and the dangerous aura coming from a certain direction made the hairs all over his body stand up. It seemed that two vicious beasts were confronting each other.
Lance raised his head stiffly and looked over there with difficulty.
One black and one red, two figures, several meters apart. The air currents around them were slightly distorted at a frequency that was almost invisible to the naked eye.
As if noticing his gaze, the red figure turned its head and glanced at him casually.
A terrifying oppressive force suddenly hit Lance's heart.
Boom!
There seemed to be thunder rumbling in my brain.
Suddenly, he seemed to see a huge alien bird swooping down from the sky, with its ferocious wings covering the sky and the sun!