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Chapter 7 Sorrow, Emperor Tomb!

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The black and yellow earth.

Han Dynasty, Wudang Mountain.

The sky is covered with heavy snow, and Qingyang Peak is covered with snow. There are Taoist Taoists carrying New Year's goods, grains, and incense from the court, various precious winter snacks, and some rare herbs in boxes.

These are things that other peaks in Wudang don't have, but no one showed any dissatisfaction, whether it was the Taoists in the miscellaneous room or the many disciples of Wudang. There were more sighs in their eyes, especially some of the young disciples in the outer courtyard, who only had reverence in their eyes.

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The Qingyang Peak lineage has sacrificed too much for the entire Han Dynasty, and even for the many human races in the four countries. The Bright Dragon King Su Qi was just over the age of the weak crown, but he used his soul to kill nine giants on the north coast.

The Demon Emperor even used the Life-Ending Sword to bury the Demon Clan's contemporary Emperor Kunpeng. This feat is enough to shock the past and the present.

Now, it has been nearly a year since this great man, the first-grade Bright Dragon King, the contemporary master of Qingyang Peak, was forced into the outer world.

One year may not be a long time for top-notch masters, but for ordinary people, the changing seasons and reincarnation are already a very long time.

Qingyang Palace.

The ancient bricks and tiles have many traces of repairs, but most of them have retained the appearance of five hundred years ago. Today's Qingyang Palace has restored the incense of its heyday. Compared with the past, the disciples of the outer courtyard want to worship at Qingyang Peak again.

, it is not as simple as imagined. If you are not the best in the annual festival competition of the outer courtyard, there is no way you will be favored.

Deep in Qingyang Palace.

On this day, the air in Qingyang Palace was a little heavier than before.

A quiet courtyard was filled with people.

From Su Wangsheng and his wife, to Qing Yu and Qing Ye, Su Qiming, Mr. Xuan Xi, the master craftsman Xuan Yezi, Xuan Bu Nian, Luo Sheng, Qin Shang, etc., everyone is here. Old Chu is a little dazed, standing alone.

Standing outside the bamboo house, murmuring to himself: "Just leave, you go to coax her, she wakes up, and she hasn't even had time to eat dinner..."

In the bamboo house, Mrs. Su stood in front of the bamboo bed and looked at the old man walking silently on the bed. This was her mother, Mrs. Chu, who was eighty-two this year.

There are many rare herbs in Qingyang Palace, including Millennium Ginseng and Nine-leaf Baozhi. However, it is difficult to find a true elixir that can extend life. Otherwise, the three crazy Taoists would not have been on the verge of death and were pointed at the mountain gate by the four destiny swords.

Even though Su Qinian used his own body to revive and heal the three old people, he could not withstand the passage of time, could not stop the years, could not avoid life and death.

"After coaxing her, she will wake up and let her cook. I haven't eaten yet..."

Outside the bamboo house, old man Chu pulled Su Qiming a little stubbornly. The old man's eyes were dull, stubborn, and even a little unreasonable.

Su Qiming took a deep breath and supported the trembling old man. Death was like a light going out. It was just for a moment. Even he didn't expect that his grandmother left in such a hurry. He thought of Su Qinian who was going to the stars. Suddenly

I feel that there is no way to explain to my brother, and the cycle of life and death cannot be reversed even by a quasi-sage of destiny.

Next, we have to wait for all the Chu family's children to arrive, pay their respects, and then lay the coffin in the coffin for two days. On the third day, the coffin will be buried at an auspicious time.

In Su Qiming's memory, his maternal grandmother had one son and two daughters. His mother, Su, was a young girl. She also had an aunt and uncle. However, many years ago, they were implicated. The two families were far away from Jianghuai Road and the contact was cut off. Although

They were all aware of each other's existence, but most of the time, they didn't move around.



The vast starry sky, the territory of the human race.

There are five wild lands in the Central Region, and there is a corner of the Central Wilderness.

On a barren mountain, a hole suddenly opened in the void, and a figure fell like a meteor. With a roar, it pierced the entire thousand-foot mountain. After landing, a deep pit with a radius of several kilometers exploded, sending up smoke and dust all over the sky.

Cough! Cough!

Su Qinian stood up with a strange look in his eyes. He Laosan told him that the star-level ancient road in the village was left by the Sixth Senior Brother, but he could feel some of Ao Zhan's gust of wind from it.

Compared with three months ago, the four major human and dragon families have been surprisingly calm in these three months. The expected arrival of the three major human and dragon families in the South China Sea did not happen, and they all remained rarely silent. At this point, Su Qinian

Guess, maybe there are different voices among them. Different from the Dragon Blood Barren Family, the four great human dragon families are human emperor families. They have left too many legends in the first era of the vast starry sky. The depth of their heritage is definitely not comparable to that of ordinary imperial families.

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Imperial Tomb!

Su Qinian looked into the distance. The sky was filled with divine clouds and auspicious auras intertwined. It seemed very close, but it was at least hundreds of thousands of miles away.

This is the Central Wilderness, the five wild lands of the Central Region, the place with the most supreme inheritance and the deepest entanglement of power. This ancient land also hides many great secrets and desperate situations. Forbidden places like the Tomb of the Era are just

There are still some ancient secret realms and places of great danger that have been born in the hundreds of ancient worlds. Even if the human emperor penetrates deep into them, it will be difficult to escape. Needless to say, under the emperor, there is almost no chance of death.

Taking a deep breath, Su Qinian took a step forward, but there was no sign of any abnormality. After rising and falling, he was tens of thousands of miles away. After completing the time taboo and completing the prototype of the innate time small world, he was

The energy and spirit soared, the grasp and understanding of Taoism was further advanced, and the path of time was moved forward. The vision was no longer apparent, and gradually there was a charm of returning to nature.

Hundreds of thousands of miles had passed in less than half a cup of tea, and Su Qinian saw a diffuse blue mist.

The crystal blue mist shrouded the rocky land, which was magnificent and mysterious. There was a kind of weirdness in the beauty. According to the second senior brother Qi Qing, the Imperial Tomb was located in this unpredictable blue mist.

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In the past three months, many supreme powerhouses came to the Five Wastelands in the beginning, trying to seize the fortune. There were life-breakers and a lineage of life-breakers who tested their lives to no avail and suffered heavy losses. In the end, the supreme powerhouses could not enter this magnificent land at all.

In the mist, it was like encountering the hottest divine fire. Once upon a time, the supreme king was burned to ashes, and even the emperor could not set foot in it.

There are even secret rumors that among the five human emperors of the current human race, the current emperor of the Feng clan once tried to cross, but ultimately failed to make the trip.

The Feng family is the descendant of the Human Emperor Fuxi in the second era of the Hundred Realms in ancient times. No one dares to say that they are better than the emperor of the Feng family when it comes to formations and many desperate terrains. At that time, the emperor Fuxi cast the river map.

Yan Bagua has established the foundation of the formation of the human race. Many masters of the formation of hundreds of tribes in the world have studied the Eight Diagrams Yixiang. In every era, even if no Human Emperor is born in the Feng clan, there will be at least one.

A great master of formation path exists.

Once the great master of the formation path takes over the terrain of heaven and earth and builds the two largest formations in the universe, even if the emperor falls into it, he will be in big trouble.

Su Qinian looked at the rocky land shrouded in blue mist in front of him. It was said to be a rocky land, but in fact it looked like a mountain forest. Each rocky rock was more than a hundred feet high. The rocks formed a forest. Some of the rocks were as black as ink, and some were as black as ink.

It is as red as jade, some as bright yellow as glass, and some as carved from blue crystal. It looks irregular, but it forms a barrier that is difficult for the supreme power to enter and prohibits the imperial way.

The area shrouded in blue mist is very vast. It is said that anyone below the supreme power can enter it. As long as they do not go deep, they can return safely. Someone once got good luck and found a rare elixir and pure blood, breaking through the original

In the realm of cultivation, some people have obtained the powerful holy weapons left by the sages, which conform to their own way, and have been followed by the soldiers' souls who have been in deep sleep for countless reincarnations. Others have found the treasure book of Wang Ce left by the supreme power.

The intention entered the body, and the combat power was increased by tens of thousands. Many opportunities and blessings were constantly obtained by others in the past three months.

Of course, there are also people who have gone deep and have never returned, because this is most likely an imperial tomb. If one can obtain the inheritance of a human emperor, this kind of creation is no less than stepping into the supreme realm and inheriting the legacy of a human emperor.

Ze, all the great emperors are also moved, but it is a pity that this tomb is difficult to crack, so many supreme inheritances are no longer hidden in the snow, and the root successors and many supreme physiques are put into the wilderness to compete for good fortune.

As the year of Su Qi approaches, the blue mist is light, the mist silk is bright, and there is a faint fragrance. If a practitioner with an ordinary fighting spirit is here, I am afraid that it is very likely to sink.

"Boy, how dare you come alone!"

At this time, several figures suddenly appeared in the blue mist. They were wearing armor and holding heavenly weapons. They were all powerful men who had entered the Open Heaven Realm. They were not the younger generation. They looked fierce and evil, and they stared at them for a moment.

Su Qinian surrounded him in the center.

"But in the fourth step of the Earth Realm, I don't know how high the sky is or how high it is. If I hand over all my belongings, I can keep your whole body."

One of the middle-aged men in a red uniform raised his thick eyebrows and sneered at the corner of his mouth. He looked Su Qinian up and down with his narrow eyes and said: "He has a good temperament and is neither alarmed nor panicked. But it's a pity that those useless people

We brothers don’t dare to mess with you because of your superior physique, but young people like you are the blessing of our brothers.”

Su Qinian looked at the middle-aged people in front of him. It was obvious that he was afraid of life and death and did not dare to go deep, but he was unwilling to give up, so he started to commit suicide. However, he also made a choice not to provoke those who had real backgrounds and fighting skills.

Young masters with extremely strong abilities specialize in picking out those who are not as good as them in cultivation.

"Boy! Did you hear that? Are you scared to death? If you don't hand it over, I'll send you on your way!"

Some people became impatient and scolded, with a fierce look in their eyes.

Su Qinian shook his head. He had long sensed that someone was lurking, and he did not want to get too entangled with these people. The spell of ecstasy turned, and the terrifying will of a high-level person approaching the reincarnation realm turned into almost substantial ripples, sweeping through several people at once.

Plop! Plop!

Although these people are all powerful in the Open Heaven Realm, their cultivation level is not deep. Their spiritual will is at the elementary level of the Samsara Realm. The strongest ones are only close to the peak of the elementary level. However, when their will cultivation reaches the Samsara Realm, it is very difficult to go any further.

, the will of ordinary saints who first enter the holy realm is only at the middle level of the reincarnation realm. Needless to say, Su Qinian's will, with the continuous improvement of his cultivation level, is almost tempered, and he is only one step away from breaking into the high level of the reincarnation realm.

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With a will like a knife, the powerful men surrounding Su Qinian fell to the ground silently, and their fighting spirits dissipated. Su Qinian stepped into the blue mist, attracting the eyes of some masters dormant in all directions. This was another pretender.

The young master who eats the tiger. (Genuine subscription is the greatest support for Shibu!)


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