Deep in the cave, there are several huge rocks lying in various directions. On one of the rocks, there is a figure sitting cross-legged.
The man was tall and slender, with his back to Zhou Yan, motionless, as if he had turned into a sculpture, with a hazy mist lingering all over his body and an ethereal temperament, as if he was a banished immortal coming to the dust, giving him a feeling of elegance and elegance.
This person is none other than Zhou Yan!
"Who are you?" Zhou Yan was silent for a while and asked nonsense.
"Who are you?" Zhou Yan asked again, confused in his heart.
There was no one else here, only that back figure, which gave Zhou Yan great oppression. It seemed to contain terrifying power. Just one look at it was frightening.
"Haha, it turns out to be a junior. I have been waiting here for more than two hundred years, and finally I have found a destined person."
Suddenly, the figure from behind spoke, with a hint of vicissitudes of life, and his voice was long and distant: "Young man, you have good potential. If you have the opportunity to enter the world of cultivation in the future, remember to help me avenge you."
"revenge?"
Zhou Yan's heart was in shock, his heart was beating wildly, and he was a little unbelievable: "Are you the owner of the ancient tomb?"
"Tomb?"
The back figure was stunned, a little confused, shook his head, sighed and said: "Oh, you don't understand, I died in a catastrophe, my body was buried in the ancient tomb, leaving a trace of his soul, waiting here for the destined person.
arrival……"
"What?" Zhou Yan was shocked and lost his voice in shock.
Rumor has it that in the world of cultivation, when a strong person dies, the body can be sealed and left to be awakened again by the arrival of a destined person.
If you do this, unless you encounter a great opportunity, you will never be able to be resurrected, let alone recover your cultivation, and will only become a walking zombie.
Zhou Yan never expected that the owner of the ancient tomb suffered a catastrophe, and his body was buried here, leaving his remnant soul waiting here.
"Senior..." Zhou Yan hesitated and asked.
"Call me Master Gu."
Master Gu sighed, with a look of nostalgia on his slightly pale face, and whispered: "My birth name is Gu, and my name is Gu Heng."
Gu Heng, the emperor of the ancient dynasty.
This is a difficult secret. In history, only a few people know about Gu Heng's deeds.
"Master Gu."
Zhou Yan nodded, saluted respectfully, and said: "The things you leave behind, the younger generation must abide by the promise and deliver them to your descendants, and will not keep them privately."
"Yes." Gu Heng nodded and said, "No matter who you are, since you are here, you are naturally my disciple."
"Disciple?" Zhou Yan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized and understood.
"You must be destined to find me. You might as well tell me where you got my remains..." Gu Heng said softly.
"Relict?"
Zhou Yan's face was filled with joy and without hesitation, he explained the situation he had obtained.
"My relic was originally a defensive spiritual weapon. After years of changes, it has been seriously damaged and has lost its power. However, it can still withstand the attacks of foundation-building masters, which is quite good." Gu Heng said happily.
: "This jade slip is the introductory technique of "Xuanwu Jue", which is quite beneficial to practitioners."
""Xuanwu Jue"?" Zhou Yan flipped through the jade slips. The more carefully he looked at it, the darker the joy on his face.
"Xuanwu Jue" is a martial arts classic, divided into nine levels, reaching the peak of the third level. When you practice to perfection, you can condense Gang Qi and your strength will soar.
"Senior, this junior would like to worship you as my teacher." Zhou Yan knelt down and kowtowed sincerely.
"There's no rush." Gu Heng shook his head and spoke in a gentle tone, "When I died, I predicted a great opportunity, but it's a pity..."
As he spoke, Gu Heng sighed with regret and said nothing more.
"Opportunity?" Zhou Yan's heart moved and he quickly asked: "What opportunity?"
"Can't say."
Gu Heng smiled, waved his hand to refuse, and changed the subject and said: "Although my body is incomplete, it is at the level of a spiritual treasure after all. If you can fully control it, you may be able to use its power."
"Lingbao?"
Zhou Yan was startled and felt shocked.
Lingbao is a magical weapon used by cultivators. It is much more powerful than ordinary soldiers. It has spirituality and extraordinary power. Moreover, as the cultivation level increases, the Lingbao will slowly advance to the next level and have various magical functions. It can be called
It's an invincible weapon.
"However, all I have left is obsession."
Gu Heng sighed and said: "Therefore, over the years, I can barely maintain a trace of my remaining soul. I cannot leave this place at all, and I cannot kill my enemies with my own hands."
"Senior, don't worry, I will do my best, junior." Zhou Yan solemnly promised.
"I'm very pleased that you have such thoughts." Gu Heng said, "Now, just follow me."
Hearing this, Zhou Yan perked up and followed Gu Heng's footsteps, walking down the bluestone steps.
The ancient tomb was empty, surrounded by a gray miasma, making it eerie and eerie.
Gu Heng walked among them, but he was not afraid, but full of interest.
"Senior..." Zhou Yan stopped talking.
"What's wrong?" Gu Heng looked in surprise.
"Senior Gu, I see that your life characteristics are weak, I'm afraid you won't last long." Zhou Yan asked tentatively.
Gu Heng smiled and didn't take it seriously: "There are always too many people in this world who want to spy on my inheritance. I have long expected that someone will take advantage of it, so I have already made arrangements."
After a pause, Gu Heng continued: "To tell you the truth, this ancient tomb is the place where I used to practice in seclusion. I have placed many restrictions here and also carved a set of formations, which is enough to trap the golden elixir monks...
"
"My bones are buried here, and they are no ordinary things."
Gu Heng snorted coldly, his eyes were sharp, and he vaguely exuded a ferocious aura that made people tremble.
In an instant, Zhou Yan felt chills all over his body and his hair stood on end. He almost couldn't bear it anymore and immediately retreated and ran away.
Fortunately, Zhou Yan reacted promptly, gritted his teeth, overcame his fear, stabilized his mind, and did not show it.
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"You don't need to be afraid." Gu Heng restrained his momentum and said calmly: "I have been dead for many years. Even if I leave a remnant of my soul, I cannot harm you."
"Senior, how could your bones be buried here?"
Zhou Yan's eyes flickered, and he secretly speculated in his heart, wondering, who is Gu Heng, who actually made Gu Heng spend endless efforts to design such an ancient tomb to bury corpses?
"Cause and effect." Gu Heng was silent for a moment and said abruptly: "Do you know that there are several types of creatures in this world that are most similar to the human race?"
"Oh?" Zhou Yan frowned, confused.
"Monster!"
Gu Heng said solemnly: "Monster beasts are miraculous creatures bred by heaven. They are born with spiritual intelligence and can grow to the extreme. They can even transform into human forms, just like immortal cultivators, flying into the sky and escaping to the earth, free and easy."
"However, the lifespan of a monster is relatively short. It usually does not exceed twenty years before it disappears into thin air and is completely destroyed in the dust."