Hangu Pass's city walls were tall, and traces of time could be seen on them.
Under the escort of Great Qin's Cavalrymen, the carriage entered Hangu Pass.
Hangu Pass was an important pass of the Qin country. It was purely a military fortress, and there were no civilians living there.
Even the original people were moved outside Hangu Pass.
As the carriages and horses moved, Ying Ge looked out of the carriage window and saw Great Qin's soldiers everywhere.
Suddenly, a familiar figure flashed past his eyes.
"Neishi, was that a Wudang disciple?”
The Daoist robes of each sect were different. The figure Ying Ge saw just now was really wearing a Wudang Daoist robe.
Teng Zhao rode on his horse and looked ahead.""He is a Wudang disciple."
"Every year, Wudang Sect disciples will come to Hangu Pass to help guard it.”
"Actually, other than the Wudang Sect disciples, there are also other Dao Sect disciples.”
"However, those Dao Sect disciples are all here to see the ruins of the Sage's scriptures.”
Ying Ge nodded. When the Wudang Sect disciples left the mountain, they usually went to the State of Qin to serve.
"Your Highness, this general has already prepared a palace for you. Do you want to go and rest first?”
Zhao Teng asked Ying Ge.
"There's no hurry. Let's go to the ruins of the Sage's scriptures first.”Ying Ge shook his head.
Teng Zhao nodded, not too surprised.
Not everyone in the Qin Country knew about Ying Ge staying in Wudang for a long time, but at least the officials knew about it.
There were countless Dao Sect disciples like Ying Ge who couldn't wait to go to the ruins of the Sage's scriptures the moment they arrived at Hangu Pass.
Zhao Teng was already used to it.
Raising his hand slightly, he ordered the cavalrymen to return to their respective camps. Zhao Teng led Ying Ge alone and walked forward.
"Speaking of which, it's strange. The place where the Sage wrote the scriptures looks very ordinary to us.”
"However, after the Dao Sect disciples came here to watch, they were able to watch attentively and gain something.”
Teng Zhao said as he pulled the reins.
"Perhaps the saint has a spirit and wants to take care of his descendants." Qing Yi chuckled in the carriage.”
" That's possible." Zhao Teng laughed." We can't imagine the realm of a Saint."”
"Hey, we're here."
Ying Ge looked forward and saw a group of Daoists wearing all kinds of Daoist robes sitting in a circle.
A huge rock covered in moss stood in the middle.
"Rumor has it that when the Sage left Hangu Pass, he wrote 5,000 words of morality on this huge rock.”
Teng Zhao introduced.
Ying Ge nodded and got off the carriage with Qing Yi, walking towards the huge rock.
Zhao Teng followed behind him and unknowingly stopped talking.
This place was extremely quiet, as if there was an invisible force that made people's hearts calm like water.
Ying Ge's arrival attracted the attention of the surrounding Dao Sect disciples.
Some Wudang disciples recognized Yingge and stood up to greet him.
"Greetings, Little Uncle-Master."
Only then did the other Taoist disciples know that the young man who was personally brought here by the highest reward of Hangu Pass was Ying Ge of Wudang Sect.
Many Dao Sect disciples bowed to Ying Ge.
"Greetings, Daoist Priest Yingge."
He did not address her as Your Highness, but as Daoist Priest.
Although there were many sects in the world, they were still one family.
Ying Ge's current seniority in Dao Sect wasn't the highest, but it wasn't low either.
Ying Ge returned a bow to everyone.
"Fellow Daoists, please continue. There's no need to mind me.”
Ying Ge replied with a smile. She pressed her hand slightly, indicating for the excited Wudang disciples to sit down.
Zhao Teng clicked his tongue in wonder. These Taoist disciples were usually arrogant and gentle to ordinary people.
Zhao Teng, who had been in the officialdom for many years, could tell at a glance that these Taoist disciples were arrogant from the bottom of their bones.
But now, all of them had to lower their heads in front of Ying Ge.
The scene returned to silence. Everyone stared at the moss-covered boulder again as if there was a great Dao on it.
Ying Ge calmed down. Her Dao heart was like water as she looked at the huge rock.
It was just an ordinary green stone. Other than being a little big, there was nothing special about it.
However, Ying Ge wasn't in a hurry and continued to watch carefully.
In a daze.
The moss on the boulder seemed to have turned back in time as it began to recede.
The huge boulder returned to its original appearance.
Ring, ring, ring.
A bell rang, and a horned green bull slowly came from afar, as if it had walked out of the river of time.
A white-haired and white-bearded old man sat on top of the green bull, and a middle-aged man followed beside him.
The old man had a smile on his face, and the middle-aged man had a respectful expression on his face. Their lips moved as if they were saying something, but no sound came out.
The two of them arrived before the huge rock. The middle-aged man helped the old man off the green bull.
The old man leaned on his crutch and sat down on the bluestone.
The middle-aged man handed over a bamboo carving knife.
The old man began to draw on the bamboo slip.
At this moment, outside the illusion, the wind blew.
Many disciples of the Taoist Faction opened their eyes in shock.
The layer of illusion that originally belonged to Ying Ge began to shine on reality.
Everyone around the boulder, be it the Dao Sect disciples or the Great Qin soldiers, saw the strange phenomenon beside the boulder.
The Taoist saint reappeared in the world and carved 5,000 words of morality.
Purple Qi rose from the east and spread for three thousand miles.
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