The bronze trembled, emitting a sound that carried the weight of ages.
Chu Feng put down the stone in his hand, certain that this was indeed a bronze stele. This realization left him somewhat incredulous; a bronze artifact weighing several thousand catties was no small matter.
If news of this spread, it would certainly cause a sensation.
The stele bore the characters "Xi Wang," etched with the patina of time, ancient and mysterious, captivating the mind. It was hard to tell from which era it had come.
"Who buried it in the Kunlun Mountains?"
Chu Feng tapped the bronze stele, the metallic vibrations continuing, but he was not an archaeologist and could not draw any valuable conclusions.
"Perhaps, in some distant age, there was a highly advanced bronze civilization here." He muttered to himself, making this conjecture.
He was not superstitious, even though the Kunlun Mountains were steeped in mythology. Even upon encountering this massive bronze stele inscribed with "Xi Wang," he did not believe in those legends.
Chu Feng thought that if the Queen Mother of the West had ever existed, she might have been the leader of some ancient and powerful tribe, and this place was merely a ruin.
"The intense earthquake caused the mountain's magnetic field to fluctuate, triggering electrical discharges in the clouds, and the exposed bronze attracted the lightning?"
Chu Feng increasingly believed this to be the reason.
He wanted to dig out the bronze stele and examine it closely, but it was buried halfway underground, and without tools, it would be difficult to succeed.
After lingering for a moment, he continued his ascent.
The large crack on the mountain was wide and deep, black and ominous, a stark reminder of the destruction. There was no clear path, the terrain was steep and treacherous, and the higher he climbed, the more difficult it became.
The mountain was vast, and walking alone on it, feeling its grandeur and thinking of the many legends surrounding it, Chu Feng felt a sense of unease. Looking into the distance, the mountain seemed to touch the sky, a magnificent sight.
After climbing over a thousand meters, the journey on the earthquake-ravaged mountain was far from easy. Loose rocks rolling down posed a significant danger.
Ahead, there was a large pile of earth and rocks, a section of the mountain wall having recently collapsed.
From a distance, Chu Feng noticed something unusual and hurried forward, eager to confirm what he had seen.
"It looks like verdigris!"
From afar, he saw a patch of green, rusted and weathered, on the cliff face. It was not a small area but a large expanse.
Finally reaching close, he saw clearly.
This was even more shocking than the bronze stele he had seen earlier.
After a large section of the cliff face had broken off, the exposed area, close to the steep mountain side, revealed a long-buried truth.
Against the rock wall, there was a large area of green rust, ancient and mysterious. It was a bronze structure, revealed by the landslide.
Three bronze houses, ancient and silent, were built against the rock wall, some parts buried under earth and rocks, but most were visible.
The bronze houses were of an ancient design, grand and heavy with the weight of history.
The tiles on the bronze houses were also made of bronze, each piece neatly and systematically arranged, looking like green scales covering the roof.
Chu Feng was genuinely astonished, his mind unable to settle.
This was a groundbreaking discovery. Bronze artifacts of such size, several bronze houses, built on the Kunlun Mountains and once buried deep.
What era were these from, and who had built them?
Based on his speculation, this area must have once been home to a brilliant bronze civilization, existing in an extremely ancient time, unrecorded in any existing historical texts.
While he was amazed, he also felt uneasy and puzzled.
The Si Mu Wu Ding, known as the largest ancient bronze artifact, was much lighter than this bronze stele and even lighter compared to the houses before him. There was no doubt that building these houses was more challenging than casting a ding.
The bronze houses were cast, poured together, grand and solemn, with a mysterious aura.
If this were discovered by the outside world, it would be considered a treasure of bronze artifacts, unprecedented in scale and revolutionary.
Chu Feng was usually very calm, but today he could not remain composed. The presence of such bronze ruins in the mountains of the western region was truly astonishing!
He tried to push open a bronze door, and a slightly harsh metallic sound echoed as the door opened.
Chu Feng did not immediately enter, standing outside for a moment to let the air circulate before cautiously stepping inside. It was very quiet, as if cut off from the outside world, but the room was empty, with no objects on the ground or walls.
The other two bronze houses were the same, spacious and empty, with no furniture.
After a thorough inspection, he found nothing, the bronze houses were indeed empty.
Chu Feng stepped out, looking at the three bronze houses, his mind filled with questions. Were these ancient dwellings or used for rituals?
In that distant ancient era, this was truly luxurious!
Historical records state that the casting of the Si Mu Wu Ding required the efforts of two to three hundred craftsmen, working closely to complete the arduous task.
In ancient times, casting three bronze houses would have been an even greater challenge!
Chu Feng lingered there for a long time before continuing his ascent. A few hours later, he was nearly at the summit, about two hundred meters away, drenched in sweat.
His physical condition was excellent, his body tall and strong, but climbing such a large mountain for a long time was still very tiring.
Near the summit, he looked out at the undulating mountains and the vast land, feeling incredibly small, like a speck of dust.
Standing on the giant mountain, looking up at the clear blue sky, his heart felt refreshed, able to forget all worries, personal honor and disgrace, everything seemed insignificant.
The altitude here was already very high, but there was no snow, and there were still plants, which puzzled Chu Feng.
"There are signs of lightning strikes!"
Chu Feng noticed burn marks on the mountain, where lightning had struck, turning large areas of vegetation to ash, leaving blackened patches.
In addition, the rocks had been split, and large sections of the mountain had been damaged.
This further confirmed his belief that the dense fog and blue light a few days ago were actually lightning strikes.
The path ahead was difficult, with large boulders piled up. Chu Feng detoured, trying to climb from the other side of the mountain.
However, when he turned around and reached the other side of the summit, his body stiffened, his pupils contracting, feeling a shock he had never experienced before.
Even when he first saw the bronze houses, he was not this shocked.
This side of the mountain had experienced a landslide, with a thick layer of earth and rocks rolling down, revealing a metallic surface.
The scene revealed after the landslide was truly astonishing.
The summit area was made of bronze, previously buried under the earth.
This was not a small area; nearly two hundred meters from the summit, a large expanse had revealed its bronze surface.
This could not help but lead to other thoughts. Was the entire mountain made of bronze, with the outer layer of earth and rocks just a cover?
It was truly inconceivable!
The truth was unknown, but at the very least, a two-hundred-meter section of the mountain was made of bronze, a discovery that would shock the world.
Chu Feng was stunned. This was a mountain in the Kunlun range, with a bronze interior,颠覆了他的思绪，考验过去久已成型的观念。
He did not believe in the supernatural and had always treated legends as stories.
But the situation here was eerie and inexplicable.
After being struck by lightning, the bronze summit was revealed.
The events here were truly shocking and bizarre!
Chu Feng climbed up the copper mountain, stopping about a hundred meters from the summit because the terrain was extremely steep, a sheer bronze cliff, making it difficult to proceed.
At the same time, he caught a whiff of a fragrant scent carried by the wind.
This area was all copper, a cold metal, and he had not seen any vegetation earlier, just a barren landscape.
Chu Feng looked up, searching carefully.
Sure enough, he saw a plant on the bronze cliff!
This area was already part of the summit region. He retreated and searched for a path to climb higher, gradually getting closer to see it more clearly.
Soon, although he could not reach the summit, he could see it clearly.
A small, green tree, about three feet tall, had rooted itself in the bronze cliff, with a flower bud about to bloom.
Chu Feng was certain he had not seen wrong; there was no soil or rocks, just bronze, and the tree had rooted itself in the bronze cliff, which was truly inconceivable.
This was too astonishing and hard to understand.
He changed his position, choosing a spot that was more conducive to climbing, getting closer and seeing clearly that the small tree was indeed rooted in the bronze.
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