Chen Xuan couldn't help but think of the Three Kingdoms period when Cao Cao founded Mojin Xiaowei and robbed tombs wantonly. He was afraid of being dug up after his death, so he built seventy-two suspicious tombs.
Although this is just a legend, it shows that the higher the status, the more afraid the tomb will be stolen after death.
The phenomenon of tomb robbing in the world of cultivation is even more serious. Once the tomb is successfully robbed, you can obtain the ancient and powerful inherited magic weapon, which is much better than working hard in seclusion for many years.
Therefore, Chen Xuan speculated that the Taiyin Saint King might have built a suspicious tomb out of fear that his tomb would be stolen.
However, if it is really a suspicious tomb, it would be too much effort to create a Taiyin God Ruins for a fake tomb.
Yin Chonghua obviously couldn't accept the fact of the tomb. She walked quickly to the coffin on the left that exuded the yang aura. She slapped her palm out, but was burned and took it back. She looked at the smoke in her palm and frowned.
Tighter.
The Zhiyang aura of the coffin on the left is very restrained by the Taiyin source energy. Only those who have cultivated to the level of the Taiyin Saint King can restrain each other.
"How are you, are you injured?
Let me see, I'm a doctor."
Chen Xuan walked over to check Yin Chonghua's injury, but Yin Chonghua waved his hand and avoided it.
"You come."
"Shall I come?"
Chen Xuan looked at the coffin with the fiery aura rising in front of him. He smiled helplessly, his eyes suddenly sank, and he smacked the coffin with both hands, causing the coffin lid to buzz.
Seeing smoke rising from Chen Xuan's palms, Yin Chonghua opened his mouth but stopped talking.
Chen Xuan continued to use his palm, hitting it several times in a row, only to open the coffin lid a little.
But it was clear that his hands could no longer withstand the aura of the Sun.
Now Chen Xuan has a body of nothingness, not an emperor star hegemonic body, so he will inevitably be injured when he uses his palms like this.
"never mind."
Yin Chonghua said two words lightly.
Chen Xuan ignored it and continued to use his palm, and then moved the coffin lid one inch.
Both palms were red, smoke was coming out, and they looked very painful.
"Stop."
Yin Chonghua wanted to be angry, but Chen Xuan completely ignored her.
Seeing that Chen Xuan was about to strike again, Yin Chonghua finally couldn't help but pull Chen Xuan's arm.
Chen Xuan turned around with a serious expression: "The coffin lid is about to be opened. I don't want to fail. The secret of the Taiyin Tomb is probably inside this coffin."
"If you continue to shoot like this, even if you can leave Taiyin Shenxu in the future, the original source will probably cause irreparable damage."
Yin Chonghua felt that he had spoken seriously enough.
Chen Xuan smiled evilly: "Don't you still know what my personality is?"
After saying that, Chen Xuan took Yin Chonghua's hand away and continued to use the power of the Holy Seal of Desolate Heaven to strike.
After about a dozen slaps, the lid of the coffin on the left was finally shaken open.
This time, Yin Chonghua did not immediately look at the contents of the coffin. Her eyes stayed on Chen Xuan's palms from beginning to end.
"Damn it, it's the Tomb of Clothes again! Holy King Taiyin, are you trying to trick me as the Evil Emperor?"
Chen Xuan couldn't help but say something rude.
This joke is too big.
At this time, Yin Chonghua noticed that the clothes in the coffin were slightly bulging as if there was something hidden inside.
She first reached out to check the clothes on the left side of the Yin coffin. After opening it, she saw a dark blue sword with gorgeous sword patterns and flowing Yin energy.
The rich Taiyin origin energy emitted from the coffin comes from this sword.
"This is... Taiyin Divine Sword?"
Yin Chonghua instantly remembered the natal sword mentioned in the inheritance of Taiyin Saint King.
Chen Xuan's sense of swords was more sensitive and delicate than anyone else's. He could see at a glance that although this sword was unparalleled in the world, it was more difficult to conquer the sword soul and become the sword master than to ascend to heaven.
Unless Dugu Ye comes in person.
"Chen Xuan, take a look at what's hidden in the coffin on the left."
It seemed that this was the first time that Yin Chonghua directly called Chen Xuan by his first name, but it seemed as natural as he had called him thousands of times.
Chen Xuan was startled for a moment, then reached into the coffin on the left.
As soon as he took action, he was stopped by Yin Chonghua.
"I'll do it."
Yin Chonghua forcibly resisted the aura of the Yang, and a jade arm was burned until it was smoking. He reached into the coffin and opened the clothes, revealing a domineering Yang Qi inside, a fiery red sword with the same sword pattern as the Taiyin Divine Sword.
Sword.
Chen Xuan knew that Yin Chonghua didn't want his hand to be injured again, so he did this. When Yin Chonghua retracted his arm, the whole arm was as red as Chen Xuan's palms.
But the moment Yin Chonghua saw the sword, he completely forgot about the pain and took three steps back with a look of disbelief on his face: "Impossible, impossible..." "What is impossible?"
Chen Xuan frowned.
Apart from his dual cultivation with Chu Qingqiu back then, this was the first time Chen Xuan saw Yin Chonghua lose his composure.
"In the part of the inheritance left by the Taiyin Saint King, it is said that the man she hates the most is the Sun Saint King. Why is the Sun Saint King's natal sword in the Taiyin Tomb?
That means the coffin on the left is the tomb of Taiyin Saint King. Why is Taiyin Saint King buried with the man he hates the most?"
Yin Chonghua felt that her beliefs had been subverted. When she received the inheritance of the Taiyin Saint King and learned about the magnificent life of that strange woman in the prehistoric era, she developed the highest respect and admiration for the Taiyin Saint King.
He even regarded Taiyin Saint King as his second master and reborn as his parents.
What Yin Chonghua admires the most is that Taiyin Saint King was born in that era when strong men emerged in large numbers, but his ability was superior to that of many male saints. He ignored the pursuit of many saint kings, did not give in to men, and achieved the ultimate performance of women! "Because of that,
Only because a hateful man like the Sun Saint King exists, will I never marry."
These are the last words left by Taiyin Saint King.
That's why Yin Chonghua was so subverted that he lost his composure in front of Chen Xuan.
"Yin Chonghua, calm down. Maybe this is just a prank. What can the two tombs mean?"
Chen Xuan only felt that he had been tricked by the Taiyin Saint King and that all his efforts had been in vain.
How urgently he wanted to leave Taiyin Shenxu, the external Immortal Burial Forces were aggressively invading, and the safety of Feng Yue, Beigong and others was uncertain, let alone his relatives and beauties.
Chen Xuan was able to patiently explore the Taiyin Divine Ruins for so many days, and it was considered a good thing that he didn't go crazy.
Yin Chonghua did not respond to Chen Xuan's words, she was still in a state of being unable to accept the reality.
Chen Xuan was angry: "Okay, Taiyin Holy King, if you dare to play tricks on this evil emperor, then I will make you and the Sun Holy King sleepless."
With that said, Chen Xuan ignored his injured hands and forced himself to get the Taiyin Sword and the Sun Sword from the two tombs.
On one side is the yin and cold taiyin source energy, and on the other side is the yang and strong sun source energy. One type alone can almost catch up with the supreme immortal energy of the beginning. The two types attack Chen Xuan's body together and almost make Chen Xuan ascend to heaven!
Chen Xuan was almost crazy. At this moment, there was only the determination to give up everything in his eyes. He struggled to mobilize the Supreme Immortal Qi in the Holy Seal of the Wild Sky and integrated it into his arms. He suddenly grabbed the two swords out of the coffin and touched them with a clang.
together.
In an instant, the seven-color stream of light burst out in the tomb chamber, interpreting all kinds of strange and phantom phenomena, which was extremely bright and gorgeous.
Chen Xuan was stunned, and so was Yin Chonghua. Neither of them understood what happened.
