"It seemed like a living dead just now, similar to the 'Ningzhou Hero'." Meng Qi said it out loud.

Before, he had told the story of Yangxia and Maoling.

"Really?" Jiang Zhiwei asked subconsciously, "Can the living dead people of the Impermanence of Life and Death Sect evolved from this ancient method of concealing the secrets of heaven?"

Although Xijian Pavilion is not a Taoist sect, it has inherited one of the seven swords of Jietian, and has the "Taishang Sword Sutra" and has a close relationship with the Taoist sect. Therefore, Jiang Zhiwei did not directly say whether the Life and Death Impermanence Sect would be one of the Taoist sects of Zhenwu Emperor. Besides, this method of concealing the secrets of heaven may not be understood by Zhenwu Emperor.

Seeing her and Ruan Yushu, Qi Zhengyan looked a little questioning, Meng Qi nodded: "I'm not sure yet. When I meet again later, I will try it with 'changing the sky and hitting the earth**'."

"We will protect you." Jiang Zhiwei said confidently.

Because it is not certain whether it is a living dead person, Meng Qi's change of heaven and earth may not be effective. If he is alone, he will not take the risk of trying unless he is desperate or has another way to escape. But now there are Jiang Zhiwei, Qi Zhengyan and Ruan Yushu, even if he fails and is backfired, he will not fall into a desperate situation.

Qi Zhengyan sighed a little: "I didn't expect that the 'changing the sky and hitting the earth' could awaken deep memories."

Who would have thought that a spiritual secret technique that happens to be on the outdoor line has such an incredible purpose?

Even if it has almost no other effect, this alone is worth the required good work!

Upon hearing this, Meng Qi smiled and said, "Senior Brother Qi, do you want to try it? After you can't wake up the deep memories, you find that you are really my cousin? And it can also awaken the incomplete memories of reincarnation in your previous life. Maybe you were my cousin in your previous life? I really won't give it a try?"

Qi Zhengyan's face twitched, looked at another place, and his hands holding the Dragon Pattern Red Gold Sword became tighter and tighter.

Ruan Yushu observed the surroundings coldly, as if he was casually speaking: "Aren't you always worried about Ananda? You can try it on yourself after you have mastered it."

"I cannot awaken my own incomplete memories of reincarnation in my past life, so I can only find someone who is destined to be. I have entangled many people in reincarnation, and by awakening his memory fragments, inspiring myself and reincarnation again." Meng Qi looked like he was hit hard, such a person was hard to come by.

Jiang Zhiwei, who was thinking next to him, suddenly spoke: "It's a bit wrong. The living dead just now had a unique feeling of interior and exterior appearance. If he was a strong man of the outdoor level, he could show that he was not even as good as a half-step outdoor scene, without pressure or power. He could only cause the spread of Yin Fire, which is different from the heroes of Ningzhou."

"Yes, his body also rots." Meng Qi immediately recalled this point and became increasingly inaccurate in his judgment.

At this time, Jiang Zhiwei found something remains in the pit on the ground. He was pronounced with a sword, which was a jade pendant engraved with an inscription.

It is infected by yin energy and is gray and mottled.

"It's been a lot of years." The Ruan family established their family with piano and their culture is prosperous. Therefore, Ruan Yushu is very good at identifying jade pendants.

The words on the jade pendant are the same as the main world. Although Meng Qi felt confused, he still read them:

"The hometown of the sun, Huanggang."

What a domineering name... I think of Huanggang. Meng Qi couldn't help but whisper.

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing Rizhixiang and Huanggang, so they had to put away their jade pendants and check elsewhere.

"There are small characters in the coffin." After a moment, Qi Zhengyan found the clue.

Meng Qi and others surrounded him and found that there were words on both sides of the inner wall of the coffin. The right side of everyone was originally engraved with small flies on their heads. But they were all wiped away, so they could only barely identify a few:

"………………………………………………” Ruan Yushu read out in a low voice.

Jiang Zhiwei thought for a while: "It should be a martial art."

Meng Qi turned his head and looked at the other side, where there was a twisted and ugly line of words, similar to the words on the jade pendant:

"There are ghosts here, don't take anything!"

Every word was crooked, as if the person who was not in charge of his hands had used all his strength to write, and a chill burst out from Meng Qi's heart.

Judging from the text, it should be written by the living dead just now. It can make a strong man who communicates with the world so scared that he says there is a "ghost". How strange and terrifying it would be?

"It was carved with fingernails, carved in the coffin." Jiang Zhiwei observed carefully for a while and made a judgment.

Ruan Yushu went further: "Every word is different, and the traces left on the coffin also have different degrees of decay. It should last more than a hundred years, and every other period of time, it will be written into words."

More than a hundred years, years are separated by... A picture immediately appeared in Meng Qi's mind. A living dead man who was imprisoned by an evil ghost was lying quietly in the coffin. Every ten years, or more, he briefly recovered his sobriety or physical memory. He relied on instinct or persistence to carve words on the inner wall with his fingernails.

Every time I recover, I can only engrave a word or a few strokes. As time goes by, I finally leave a warning to future generations.

Just thinking about this scene made Meng Qi and others shudder.

"Diquan Ganoderma lucidum." Ruan Yushu looked at the mustard seed ring, and the cold sound seemed deep and floating under the changes of the yin energy.

Meng Qi snorted: "Not afraid, anyway, it's all for the Lord of the Six Realms of Reincarnation. If the 'evil ghost' has the ability, he will pull him into the tomb!"

Besides, I have the blue lamp in front of the Buddha and the wounds of the sky, which are difficult to invade.

Everyone has experienced a lot and even entered Lingshan. How could they be easily frightened by evil ghosts? They nodded when they heard this.

Suddenly, Meng Qi patted the back of his right hand with his left hand: "I know why the living dead just now had the realm of outdoor scenes, but he couldn't even exert his strength in the half-step outdoor scene!"

Before Jiang Zhiwei and others could speak, he said to himself: "He is a living dead person, not a zombie, not the longer time settles, the more powerful it becomes. His body is slowly rotting and developing towards a real dead person."

"After hundreds of years, I'm afraid I can still be at the current level. I'm afraid I'm extremely powerful at the beginning."

"Yes, the hero of Ningzhou has only been 'dead' for more than ten years." Jiang Zhiwei agreed.

After a while of discussion, the four of them continued to move forward and maintained their formation just now.

After passing through this tomb, there was another corridor, with no murals on both sides, pale.

The more I walked, it became darker and darker. The light that had come from nowhere had completely disappeared. The darkness in Meng Qi's eyes could only be distinguished by the magic of opening his eyes.

Qi Zhengyan took out the fire note and ignited it. Only then did the light appear, and a gust of cold wind came out of thin air and blew it out.

Several times in a row, Meng Qi and others changed several methods, but no matter how they covered or blocked them, the fire broke out. In the end, they stopped burning!

"Be careful." Meng Qi said in a deep voice, "The wounds of the sky" lingered in light of the way ahead.

The thunders are rising and falling one after another, and the front is light and dark, making it even more gloomy.

"There is a large tomb in front of it." Meng Qi recalled the content on the map.

As soon as he finished speaking, under the silver and white illumination, the end of the corridor appeared in front of him. It was a closed stone door with ancient seal script written on it.

"Under the Nine Springs." Jiang Zhiwei read, and the White Rainbow Sword in her hand did not tremble at all.

Ruan Yushu pursed her lips. As a little girl, she was still a little scared deep down.

Meng Qi's "Sheng's Wound" stretched across his chest, and pushed open the stone door with a sheath and a sword in his left hand.

The heavy sound of Zaza sounded, sharp and harsh, and a faint silver-white light shone out from the tomb.

Through the half-open stone door, Meng Qi saw a magnificent tomb. It was like a palace and pavilion. The dome above was not a stone, but a series of water curtains, with gurgling sounds flowing out of thin air.

There is a unique jade monument in the center of the palace, shining with the moon-like brilliance, illuminating the water curtain above, making the entire tomb chamber look like a dream.

There are small characters engraved on the jade stele, with only a few words slightly larger, like the title.

"The True Art of Taiyin Demon Sweeping the Demon." Jiang Zhiwei, who was standing side by side with Meng Qi, also saw the jade stele and read out the larger ancient seal script.

"The name seems to be one of the martial arts left by Emperor Zhenwu." Meng Qi thought of the title of Emperor Zhenwu's "Nine Heavens Demon Ancestor" from the word "Demon Ancestor of Emperor Nine Heavens.

Although it is definitely not the best part, what a true identity of Emperor Zhenwu, no matter how bad the remaining skills are, there will be outdoor scenes!

Ruan Yushu said calmly: "I haven't seen any record."

"Maybe it has been lost in ancient times." Qi Zhengyan guessed.

It was said to be a guess, but Meng Qi felt that there was certainty in his words.

The four of them stepped into the tomb and walked directly to the jade monument engraved with the "Taiyin Demon True Art".

The moonlight ripples and waves, and the entire tomb is like a moon palace.

Behind Meng Qi and others, a "moonlight" twisted, suddenly transforming into a human form, disguised with hair, and his hands became claws, and he rushed towards Qi Zhengyan at the last time.

The visitor's hands were pale and his nails were extremely long, which condensed the moonlight and brought about a cool cold.

Before the claws, the ice condensed, the storm whistled, and the snowflakes were scattered, which not only disturbed the vision, but also seemed to freeze the soul and cut the body.

When the "moonlight shadow" pounced out, Meng Qi swayed in front of the Buddha's chest, and turned around and stabbed him.

The knife was like lightning, fast and incompetent. Just now, it had already struck between the claws.

when!

The thunder erupted, shattering the ice. Qi Zhengyan's long sword was like a dragon, and with the deep coldness that was frozen here, stabbed the visitor's eyebrows.

Jiang Zhiwei took a step forward and guarded Ruan Yushu first. She swept the warm wind with her long sword to resist the cold cold.

Ruan Yushu popped up the "Mantra of Rebirth and Liberation", and the sound came into his ears, like the sound of Zen and the chanting of Tao.

"Moonlight Shadow" looks like life and death, and is another living dead man with a rotten neck. The strength he exerts is slightly equal to half a step outside scene.

Hearing the sound of the piano, he was about to merge into the moonlight and then launch a surprise attack.

Seizing the opportunity, Meng Qi's temperament changed, with a strange charm like gods and demons, blending with heaven and earth, and looking down at the cycle of reincarnation from a high place.

A deep and waveless sea appears, with golden light hidden deep, like the collected sunlight, and the surrounding black fog covers and binds everything.

Meng Qi tried his best to awaken fragments of memory.

The waves were rising and falling, and the golden light jumped, trying to break free from the black fog.

Suddenly, the black fog sank and turned into a figure, wearing a black robe and a flat crown, with a clear face and deep eyes, and looked at Meng Qi.

With this glance, Meng Qi's head felt like he was struck by lightning, and he was extremely painful. He screamed, his nose bleeding spurted out, and his ears buzzed, and he could no longer sense the sea of ​​his heart!
Chapter completed!