Huangxiu

Chapter 900 Portal
There were four middle-aged people, two men and two women, sitting in the hall, cross-legged on the carpet in the center of the hall.

The snow-white, flawless carpet was thick and soft. They sat at the four corners of the carpet with solemn and calm expressions.

In the middle of the carpet there is an easel with a scroll lying on it.

The scroll is two meters long, and it exudes a deep luster and is filled with a sense of vicissitudes.

Chu Zhiyuan cast his eyes on the scroll and couldn't help but frown.

The super senses cannot see through everything.

An invisible force shrouds the scroll, as if it were shrouded in a thick fog, making it vague and seem both real and illusory.

It looks like a scroll, but it is not a scroll, and there is a vague and huge outline.

The outline appears to be a door.

He suddenly felt a sense of familiarity, as if he had seen this power before.

He closed his eyes and searched his mind.

I have a photographic memory. Once I have seen something, I will feel a sense of familiarity when I see it again.

So this feeling must have occurred before. Where did it appear?
This requires searching through vast memories, even memories of past lives.

After a moment, he opened his eyes and stared at the scroll thoughtfully.

He closed his eyes and opened them again in just a moment. Zhuang Juyue did not notice anything unusual and said, "My Lord, this is the painting. Thank you for your help."

Chu Zhiyuan said: "When I am meditating, I need to be calm and free from distractions."

"Everyone's going out?"

"Yes."

"...Okay." Zhuang Juyue pondered for a moment, looked at the four middle-aged men, and finally nodded slowly.

The four middle-aged men and women looked solemn and calm. Without saying a word, they stood up and left the hall.

Chu Zhiyuan glanced at Zhuang Juyue.

It seems that the power of this abbot is high enough, and the four venerables have no objection.

Zhuang Juyue said, "We will go out too. If the Prince Consort needs anything, just let him know."

Chu Zhiyuan nodded: "I'll let Xiao Zheng tell you if there's anything."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Zhuang Juyue led Lu Qingyuan and Mo Qing out of the hall.

Fu Zheng also followed him out.

She stood at the entrance of the hall, guarding it like a door god to prevent anyone from disturbing it.

Lu Qingyuan lowered her voice and said, "Sister Fu, thank you for your help. How long will it take?"

Fu Zheng shook her head: "Sister Lu, don't worry, His Highness will understand it."

Lu Qingyuan glanced at the hall and nodded.

This picture is very mysterious. No matter how hard you try to comprehend it, you can't find the way into it.

This painting has been in the sect for more than a thousand years.

Within a thousand years, all the disciples tried to comprehend this picture, but to no avail.

No matter how good the Twelve Princes-in-law are in their comprehension, can they surpass all the disciples of the Chaofeng Sword Sect in the past thousand years?
It's just that when there is no hope, I don't give up any glimmer of hope.

She did not leave, but stood by to accompany Fu Zheng.

The two of them spoke in secret, maintaining outward silence.

Chu Zhiyuan opened the scroll, and it turned out to be a landscape painting.

The painting depicts a towering mountain range, like a giant dragon.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, the mountains were covered with dense forests, and the fog in the forest merged with the dark clouds in the sky.

The whole painting exudes a sense of eeriness and majesty, making it difficult to breathe.

He frowned and pondered.

As soon as you see this picture, you can't help but be attracted by the mountains.

I vaguely feel that the shape of this mountain range hides mysteries.

Could it be that the shape and momentum of the mountain contain some principles of heaven and earth?
Chu Zhiyuan's gaze fell on the sky, looking at the dark clouds above.

He could feel that there was something mysterious in these dark clouds, and the mystery lay within them.

He already remembered the familiar feeling he had felt before, it was the aura of a secret place.

The atmosphere of the secret place outside the small world is the source of the familiarity that this painting brings to me.

Could it be that this painting came from a secret place?

……

Time passed slowly, and the sun slowly fell from east to west.

Dusk is rising.

The lanterns are on.

Fu Zheng and Lu Qingyuan were like two statues, standing motionless at the entrance of the hall.

They were gossiping and chatting at first, but then they gradually stopped and began to calm down.

At this point, you are completely calm, your body is relaxed, your qi is lively, and you can move at any time.

She even closed her bright eyes, as if she had fallen asleep. "Xiao Zheng, Miss Lu, come in." Chu Zhiyuan's voice suddenly rang out.

The two girls immediately opened their eyes.

"Your Highness?" Fu Zheng said softly.

Chu Zhiyuan said: "Get some food and drinks."

"Yes." Fu Zheng responded quickly.

Lu Qingyuan hurriedly moved over and picked up the teacup and snacks on the table beside her.

Every once in a while, the original tea cups on the table would be removed and replaced with new ones.

Throughout the day, I have changed the teacups countless times to keep them steaming.

Fu Zheng carefully pushed open the door of the hall and the two of them entered.

Chu Zhiyuan was sitting cross-legged on the thick, soft, flawless white carpet with a calm expression.

"Your Highness."

Fu Zheng knelt down and handed over the teacup, while Lu Qingyuan handed over the snacks.

Chu Zhiyuan took the teacup and took a sip, then picked up a piece of dessert and put it in his mouth.

After a day of meditation, I was mentally exhausted and physically burdened, and I felt thirsty and hungry.

However, no matter how thirsty or hungry you are, a sip of tea and some snacks are enough to relieve your thirst.

"Your Highness, do you want to continue to comprehend?" Fu Zheng said softly: "Go back and rest first, and come back tomorrow?"

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head: "No need."

Fu Zheng hurriedly asked, "It won't take a day or two, right?"

"No need to comprehend it anymore, I have already understood it." Chu Zhiyuan said.

Fu Zheng laughed immediately.

She turned her head and looked at Lu Qingyuan.

Lu Qingyuan was surprised but hesitant: "Did the Prince Consort understand something?"

Chu Zhiyuan nodded: "This painting is a portal, I don't know where it leads to."

Lu Qingyuan was startled and asked hurriedly: "Portal? What portal?"

Chu Zhiyuan said: "It's like a door. As for where it leads to behind the door, we have to explore it to find out...it may be a cave, or our world, but it leads to somewhere else."

Lu Qingyuan was excited: "Dongtian?!"

If it really is a cave, then it would be a great opportunity.

The fundamental reason why the four major sects can look down upon their peers and have a superior status is the Dongtian.

Each of them has his own cave, which has both huge resources for cultivation and a way out.

Chu Zhiyuan said: "According to my feeling, even if it is a cave, it is not a good thing, it is dangerous."

He sensed danger, so he was not in a hurry to explore the world behind the portal.

Once you realize the portal in this picture, you have completed your mission and there is no need to further explore.

The less trouble, the better.

As for adventures, he was not so eager for them. After all, he had the Spiritual Pavilion, the battlefield outside the domain, and the magical treasures.

Fu Zheng said: "Sister Lu, His Highness's intuition is very accurate. Since he said there is danger, it is very dangerous and cannot be ignored!"

Lu Qingyuan nodded seriously: "I understand."

Chu Zhiyuan said: "Please ask the manor master to come over."

"I'll go find the dean." Lu Qingyuan floated out.

Fu Zheng lowered her voice: "Your Highness..."

Chu Zhiyuan waved his hand: "There's no need to take the lead."

The two of them had a tacit understanding. He understood Fu Zheng's meaning and wanted to rush in first to take a look and get the first chance.

Fu Zheng nodded helplessly.

Zhuang Juyue and Lu Qingyuan arrived quickly. After listening to what Chu Zhiyuan said, Zhuang Juyue looked solemn.

She stared at the opened scroll and the picture hanging on the frame with a serious expression: "The door..."

Chu Zhiyuan said: "Behind the door should be a dangerous place, be extremely careful."

Zhuang Juyue nodded slowly.

Chu Zhiyuan said: "If there is a powerful master hiding behind the door, be careful when you come in."

Zhuang Juyue looked solemn and nodded slowly.

Chu Zhiyuan said: "In my opinion, it's better not to go in."

Zhuang Juyue frowned slightly, and I felt pity for her.

Chu Zhiyuan sighed, "There must be something incredibly dangerous inside the door. If you go in, you will definitely die."

He knew that it was useless to persuade her because the Chaofeng Sword Sect would not be able to remain calm.

(End of this chapter)