Wuxian looked at the old man in front of him. He was in a coffin. His hair was gray, his face was wrinkled, and his skin was loose and wrapped around his bones. He was so skinny that it was as if he had no flesh and blood.
She looked at the old man and knew his identity.
Bai Niangu's father, the previous Supreme God Emperor of Youxuan Kingdom, was said to have been buried three thousand years ago, and the whole nation of Youxuan Kingdom mourned.
Wuxian felt that his pores were standing upright, and a cool air was constantly seeping into his skin.
This is not the first time she has come to this sacred mountain. In two years, this is almost her seventh time here.
Wuxian has realized more than a hundred supreme Taoist bones, but in front of this old man, the previous generation of Youxuan God Emperor, Bai Cangyang, could not feel the slightest breath of Taoist bones.
However, with the Ten Thousand Bones Immortal Killing Technique practiced by Wu Xian, as long as it is a corpse, she can feel the breath of it and gain enlightenment through it.
But on Bai Cangyang, Wu Xian could not detect the slightest trace of corpse aura.
The white sun in front of me was obviously lifeless and had fallen.
However, a terrifying thought emerged in Wuxian's heart, that is, Bai Cangyang is still alive.
Alive!?
This was not the first time that Wuxian had such thoughts, but every time they came up, they were dismissed by her.
How can it be!
How can a dead Supreme Being still alive?
Is it possible that the Youxuan Divine Kingdom has a secret method of resurrecting the dead? This is even more impossible, and it is even more incredible than Bai Cangyang is still alive.
Wuxian looked at Bai Cangyang, with a trace of doubt and confusion in his eyes.
She had an urge to open the coffin and reached out.
"Girl, what are you going to do?" Suddenly, a voice sounded, Wu Xian paused slightly, then immediately retracted his hand, clasping his hands behind his back.
She turned to look at Old Taoist Tianxu, "Old Taoist, what's the business of coming here?"
The old Taoist priest looked at Wu Xian with a strange expression on his face, "You witch, are you planning to dig up someone else's coffin? Tsk, tsk, tsk, old Taoist, I have often heard that although the Holy Demon Heavenly Palace is a demon, the demon also has a demonic way.
This kind of digging people's graves is really unscrupulous and goes against the demonic ways of the Holy Demon Palace."
Wuxian's pretty face was cold at the moment. She was not polite to the old Taoist priest at all, "How dare a liar dare to say that he has no conscience?"
"I think, old Taoist priest, your stay in the Forbidden Heaven is too short. How about after you leave the royal mausoleum of Youxuan Ancestor, I, the Saint, invite you to stay temporarily in the Immortal Prison of Ten Thousand Demons in the Holy Demon Heavenly Palace for a while?
"Wuxian sneered, and there was more and more coldness in his eyes.
The expression of the old Taoist priest changed slightly, he waved his hands quickly and said with a smile: "Saintess, you are too polite, old Taoist priest, I don't like to enter the Holy Demon Heavenly Palace."
As he said that, his eyes also fell on Bai Cangyang.
"This is Bai Niangu's father, the supreme leader of the previous generation of Youxuan Kingdom." He stared at the coffin and said, "Old Taoist, I'm about to realize the prohibition. Girl, please don't disturb me!"
Wuxian snorted coldly and said no more.
She looked at Bai Cangyang's coffin, still feeling lingering fear in her heart.
The old Taoist priest's eyes developed a magical power, and he could see the restrictions on the white canangyang coffin.
Wuxian stepped back a hundred meters, did the actual battle seal, gathered rocks to form a bed, and sat cross-legged on it.
The more than two hundred supreme Taoist bones in her Ten Thousand Bones Diagram have not yet fully realized the success, but are just imprinted in their hearts.
When Wu Xian was practicing, a strange phenomenon appeared behind her. Behind her, more than sixty bones appeared.
There were more than two hundred supreme bones, but now only these sixty are left.
The Ten Thousand Bones Immortal Killing Technique she has practiced is inherently extraordinary. It can be used to understand the corpses in the world, and the White Bones Way is not a weak way. It is almost impossible for ordinary monks to practice it.
These sixty-odd white bone virtual images are the result of Wuxian's realization that now, there are more than two hundred supreme bones, plus the previous nine thousand bones, and the nine thousand two hundred white bones and Dao bones.
When there was only a white skeleton left in the virtual image behind her, she had crossed the edge of the combined path.
After all, even if there are ten thousand Nascent Soul Lords, how can they be compared with one supreme being?
Although the Immortal Killing Technique of Ten Thousand Bones is called Ten Thousand Bones, in fact, those who practice this technique almost always choose to refine ten thousand bones into one in the Hedao realm, and then merge into the White Bone Dao to touch the Great Dao of Reincarnation.
While Wu Xian was practicing, Tianxu glanced at it and didn't take it seriously.
He is much older than Wu Xian, and he is a very thick-skinned person. He will not be angry with Wu Xian.
Tianxu turned to look at Bai Cangyang, "I wonder what kind of restrictions the previous Emperor Youxuan put in place!"
During this period of time, he saw too many restrictions, but as the inheritance he received said, nothing can change from its sect. After understanding so many restrictions and formations, he was taking their prosperity and observing their core.
His formation cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, and his level has even reached the threshold of breakthrough in the past three years.
But Tianxu always felt that something was missing, so he didn't dare to slack off.
If he could break through in the Youxuan Ancestor Imperial Tomb, then it would be worthwhile for him to enter the Youxuan Ancestor Imperial Tomb at the risk of encountering Bai Niangu and facing certain death.
He comprehended the restriction, and kept concentrating on his hands. There was a hazy light in his hands, and within this hazy light were arrays of formations. These formations had no rules, and they were not connected into a large formation. Tianxu seemed to have laid them randomly.
.
However, if Qin Xuan observes it, he will definitely find that Tianxu's actions... are actually creating a formation.
Tianxu is the successor of the Formation Immortal and knows more than thousands of formations, but now, he wants to take the initiative to create formations.
Tianxu knew very well that the formation inherited by the formation immortal was not the formation he created after all.
Every formation master who has reached the pinnacle of the formation method has a unique formation in his hands that he created.
Others, after all, belong to others, and even the inheritance of the Formation Immortal may not be as handy as the great formation created by oneself.
The most important thing is that Tianxu was awakened by Qin Xuan's action of instantly breaking through the formation. In today's world of cultivation, many of the formations left by his master have ways to break them. Although he didn't know that Qin Xuan
How did he learn about the formations he had practiced before? But if there were really enemies like Qin Xuan, how could Tianxu have a way to survive?
The array cultivator's formation was instantly broken, what power does the array cultivator have left to use?
Compared to his magical power and supernatural powers, how can he compare with those geniuses in the world of cultivation?
Tianxu had already realized this in his mind, and after being defeated by Qin Xuan in an instant, he had the idea of creating his own formation.
He has ambitions in his heart and wants to create a unique formation, just like his master, who left a great formation that even if he becomes an immortal, it will still be unbreakable by future generations.
Unfortunately, it is easy to learn a formation but difficult to create one.
For two full years, Tianxu meditated on it for a long time, but it was still just an outline, not even the shadow of the formation appeared.
Tianxu withdrew his pupil technique. Suddenly, he stretched out his finger and placed it on the Bai Cangyang coffin to restrain it.
"If this restriction touches this point, it shouldn't affect anything." Tianxu smiled, somewhat confident. He already had some experience. This is not the first time he has done this.
A bit of spiritual light fell on the restraint, and in an instant, the restraint roared, awakening Wuxian and looking towards the sky.
"Old Taoist priest, what are you doing!" Wuxian was a little angry and glared at him.
Tianxu turned his head and said quickly: "Nothing, just testing my understanding. There is only sound, and it will not touch the forbidden power!"
While he was speaking, Tianxu seemed to see Wu Xian's dull expression, especially his pupils, which actually gave birth to fear, as if he had seen a ghost. In fact, even if he really saw the soul, Wu Xian would not
So disgraceful.
Tianxu turned his head in confusion and followed Wuxian's gaze.
suddenly,
The blood on his face faded away in an instant. Tianxu looked at Bai Cangyang, opened his mouth slightly, and a large amount of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Inside the coffin, Bai Cangyang's wrinkled face and his closed eyes were seen opening a crack. Then, the gap became wider and wider, revealing Bai Cangyang's complete eyes.
This was the previous supreme emperor of the Youxuan Kingdom who was already buried and lifeless, and everyone in Mo Yunxing knew about it.
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