northernbook Chapter 636
Chapter 636
Time just flows by slowly, plainly and truly.
On this day, Han Changkong and his group stood neatly in a formation behind the village.
In the past five years, Han Changkong has been wandering around the village and is very familiar with this place.
But this formation was his first time seeing it.
Normally, this place is always covered by a layer of restrictions, as if there is a mysterious big cover hiding it.
Now standing here, Han Changkong could see the appearance of the teleportation array clearly.
This teleportation array is not small and is made up of large pieces of jade.
Those jade stones have a strange aura and are glowing.
The jade is also engraved with dense runes, which are winding and complicated.
The runes come in a variety of colors, blue, green, and yellow, interwoven together, making them look alive.
The lights drilled in and out of the veins of the jade like water flowing in a stream, infusing the teleportation array with an indescribable mysterious power.
In the middle of the teleportation array, there is a circular concave area where the light is the brightest. It is like a big vortex and very deep. It feels like it hides a secret passage leading to other places.
The air around them was not calm either. There were traces of divine power fluctuating. These fluctuations had the same rhythm as the flickering light, as if playing an old silent song, waiting to send them to an unknown place.
Da Zhuang stood at the edge of the teleportation array, solemnly pulling out a softly glowing crystal from his bosom. The crystal, seemingly ordinary, held a subtle power to control the entire situation. It was the key to activating the teleportation array.
Da Zhuang looked at Han Changkong, his eyes full of reluctance. He patted Han Changkong's shoulder heavily and said:
"Brother Han, this journey is going to be difficult and dangerous. Please take good care of yourself! We don't know when we will meet again."
Han Changkong was also filled with emotion. He held Dazhuang's hand tightly.
"Brother Dazhuang, thank you for your care over the past five years. Take care of yourself. If I have the chance, I will definitely come back to visit everyone."
The other monks also felt the atmosphere of parting. For a moment, there was silence in the formation, only the light of the teleportation formation was still flickering, as if it was also sighing for the impending separation.
Da Zhuang took a deep breath and slowly inserted the crystal in his hand into a groove on the edge of the teleportation array.
In an instant, the entire teleportation array seemed to be awakened, the light became brighter, and the runes seemed to have received some kind of summons, surging wildly, and the light shot straight into the sky.
The divine power fluctuations in the formation became stronger and stronger. The originally strands of divine power were now like surging waves, wreaking havoc in the formation with an overwhelming force.
"Walk!"
Dazhuang shouted loudly, with a hint of sob in his voice.
Han Changkong and the others only felt a powerful force enveloping them, and their bodies began to become lighter.
With the last intense flash of light, twenty people instantly disappeared from the formation, leaving behind only the teleportation array with gradually dimming light and Da Zhuang standing alone.
Han Changkong did not stay in the transmission channel for too long. In just a dozen breaths, light gradually appeared in front of his eyes, and the surrounding scene slowly emerged in front of him like a picture scroll.
When his vision cleared, he found that he and everyone else had arrived at an extremely huge square.
The square is magnificent. The ground is paved with hard bluestone slabs with mysterious patterns. Each slab seems to be telling an ancient story.
Tall stone pillars stand around the square, and lifelike patterns of mythical beasts and gods are carved on the pillars. The mythical beasts have different postures, some spreading their wings to fly, some looking up to the sky and howling, and the gods have fluttering clothes, as if they will walk down from the stone pillars at the next moment.