PDLP Chapter 203 A Connection Across Time and Space
Chapter 203 A Connection Across Time and Space
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It was very dark inside the cave.
The light filtering through the opening couldn't reach far before being swallowed by darkness.
But for Li Jun and his group, this darkness was nothing.
The cultivators' eyesight was sufficient for them to see everything inside the cave.
Li Jun stood at the cave entrance, his gaze sweeping over the surroundings.
The ground beneath our feet was hard rock, with various obvious marks on it.
There are drag marks.
There were signs of trampling.
These traces are ancient, but they have not been worn away by time, and you can still see how fierce the battle that once took place here was.
Li Jun lifted his foot and walked inside.
After walking a few steps, he stopped.
Ahead, the passageway has partially collapsed.
Several huge rocks blocked most of the passage, leaving only a narrow gap.
Li Jun looked at the rocks.
The rock's fracture surface was very fresh, as if it had just fallen recently.
But the dust covering them indicates that they have been lying here for thousands of years.
Li Jun didn't think much of it.
He turned sideways and squeezed through the gap.
President Qin and his group followed behind, passing through one by one.
After passing through the collapsed area, the view ahead suddenly opened up.
This is a huge space.
It was so huge that it seemed to have hollowed out the entire mountain.
The cave ceiling is very high, estimated to be at least a hundred meters high.
The cave walls were uneven and covered with huge cracks.
Some of those cracks were bottomless, while others were crisscrossed, as if they had been torn apart by some terrifying force.
And on the ground...
A complete mess.
As you can see, there are piles of rubble in some places, which fell from the top of the cave.
In some places there are huge dents, as if they were made by some heavy object.
But more...
It was a series of deep, crisscrossing ravines, the edges of which were so smooth they looked as if they had been cut by a sharp blade.
On the cave walls, huge pits were shocking to behold, and the area around them was covered with spiderweb-like cracks.
Li Jun could imagine how terrifying the battle that took place here back then must have been.
Amidst this chaos, countless white bones lay scattered.
There are animals.
There are humans.
The skeletons, some intact, some broken, were densely packed and shocking to behold.
Following behind Li Jun, President Qin looked at the skeletons and felt a chill run down his spine.
There were so many skeletons.
"Taoist Master..." he lowered his voice, wanting to ask something.
Li Jun did not answer.
He glanced at the skeletons and continued walking.
We walked through the bones, through the traces of battle, and deeper into the cave.
President Qin and his group quickly followed.
After taking a few steps, President Qin suddenly squatted down.
He reached out and picked something up from the ground.
It was a broken piece of weapon.
Judging from its shape, it should be a knife.
However, the blade had broken into two pieces, leaving only half of the handle and a small section of the blade.
The blade was covered in rust; it crumbled at the slightest touch.
President Qin frowned and put the broken knife back on the ground.
He glanced to the side again.
Several weapons were scattered there.
There were swords, spears, axes, and halberds.
Each one was rusted and dilapidated.
"These things..." President Qin murmured, "are all useless now."
Zhang Tianshi, who was standing next to him, also squatted down and picked up a broken sword to examine it.
Some patterns can be faintly seen on the sword.
It looks like a rune.
But those runes had completely lost their spirituality, leaving only shallow marks.
"It's definitely scrap now." Master Zhang put down the broken sword and sighed.
These things, back then, should have been quite good magical artifacts, or even magical treasures.
But now, it has lost all its spirituality and is no different from broken copper and scrap iron.
Several people continued to move forward.
After taking a few steps, Master Xuanming suddenly stopped.
His gaze fell upon a pile of scattered fragments.
The fragments were dark gold in color and engraved with intricate patterns.
Although it is broken, it is still clear that it is a Buddhist ritual implement.
Master Xuanming squatted down, picked up a fragment, and examined it carefully.
On the fragment, a swastika can be faintly seen.
That is the symbol of Buddhism.
"Buddhist ritual implements..." Master Xuanming murmured.
He recalled the sights he had seen in the hidden realm of Tiantai Mountain.
Those monks who killed each other.
Those destroyed Bodhisattva and Arhat statues.
That Buddha statue that was desecrated.
And here, there are also Buddhist ritual implements.
Master Xuanming took a deep breath and placed the fragment back on the ground.
Then he stood up and continued walking forward.
The further in you go, the denser the traces of battle become.
There were also more and more skeletons.
President Qin and the others had gone from being shocked to being numb.
They followed Li Jun silently, without saying a word.
at last.
Li Jun stopped in his tracks.
Ahead lies the center of the cave's interior.
There is a stone seat there.
The stone base is very large and was carved from a single block of rock.
But at this moment, only half of the stone seat remains.
The other half has disappeared.
Only half of the base remained, standing there all alone.
The stone seat was covered in blood.
Yes, blood.
Crimson blood was splattered all over the stone seat.
Even though so much time had passed, the blood remained as fresh as ever.
It looks like it was just sprinkled on.
Li Jun's heart skipped a beat as soon as his gaze fell on the bright red bloodstains.
A strange feeling welled up from the bottom of my heart.
The throbbing came suddenly and violently.
It's hard to say what it is.
sad?
anger?
Nostalgia?
There are.
Neither of those.
He could only feel that there was some kind of connection between himself and the blood.
A connection that transcends time and space.
As Li Jun looked at the blood, the tremor in his heart grew stronger and stronger.
He didn't know why he felt this flutter in his heart.
He had no idea what the blood on the stone seat had to do with him.
He just stared at the blood.
Looking at that deep red color.
Then, he suddenly felt a little dazed.
A young, innocent face flashed before my eyes.
The face was smiling, a very happy smile, as if it had seen something that made it joyful.
But that face flashed by too quickly.
It was so fast that he couldn't even see what it looked like.
It only lasted a moment.
They vanished without a trace.
Li Jun stood there, stunned.
He stood there, motionless.
His brows furrowed slightly.
That face...
who is it?
Why did it appear in my mind?
What does this have to do with the blood?
Li Jun couldn't understand it.
Behind.
President Qin and the others stood there, not daring to breathe.
They saw Li Jun stop and stare blankly at the blood.
They didn't know what Master Li had seen, nor what he was thinking.
But they could sense that Master Li was not in a good state at this moment.
President Qin looked at Master Xuanming.
Master Xuanming shook his head slightly at him, signaling him to remain silent.
Zhang Tianshi and Qingwei Sect Leader also held their breath and remained motionless.
The entire cave was eerily quiet.
Only the occasional sound of dripping water could be heard in the distance, drip, drip, one drop after another.
Just then.
A gust of wind swept through the cave.
The wind came very suddenly.
There were no signs whatsoever.
It just appeared out of thin air.
The wind blew the gravel near the stone seat, making a rustling sound.
Then, the wind circled around Li Jun.
Finally, it vanished.
President Qin and his group were stunned.
They glanced at each other and saw the confusion in each other's eyes.
This wind...
Where is it?
Li Jun stood there, stunned.
When the wind blew by, he felt a warm sensation.
It's very warm.
It felt like someone was hugging him.
Li Jun's eyes were complicated.
He was certain that he had never been here before.
But that inexplicable connection, that inexplicable flutter of the heart, and that fleeting smile from just now, along with this strange, warm breeze...
All of this made him vaguely aware that this place was definitely related to him.
But why?
This is a scene from at least a thousand years ago.
But in essence, he is not a person of this world at all.
How did the connection come about?
Li Jun stood there, a sense of confusion suddenly welling up inside him.
Just then.
"Taoist Master..."
Qin's voice came from behind, "There seems to be something under those rubble."
Li Jun came to his senses.
He followed President Qin's gaze.
Around the stone seat, beneath the rubble that had been blown away by the gust of wind, something was vaguely visible.
It gleamed with a dim light.
Li Jun lifted his foot and walked over.
President Qin and his group exchanged glances and quickly followed.
As he approached, Li Jun squatted down.
He reached out and gently brushed aside the pebbles.
Dust flew everywhere.
As the rubble was cleared away, what lay beneath was gradually revealed.
It is a sword.
Broken sword.
The sword was about three feet long and should have been a complete sword, but now it was broken in two, with only the lower half remaining.
The sword is dark gold in color and its surface is engraved with intricate patterns.
Those patterns look like stars.
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