Everyone left and opened their eyes to take a look.
"It's actually the "Biography of the Eight Demon Kings", something that I boast about and use to praise my virtues! And there are several large volumes, divided into upper, middle and lower volumes, lined up, with gold inlaid on the stone skin, and protective barriers.
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"Good taste! An autobiography that praises his virtues!" Tu Tian gave Duan De a thumbs up.
It was not that Duan De didn't hear Tu Tian's teasing, but Duan De was so thick-skinned that he immediately patted his belly and agreed: "That's right."
"Putting it in such a conspicuous position." Liu Jing said with a smile, "As expected, most big people are narcissistic. They are either overtly narcissistic or secretly narcissistic."
"What should I do with these books?" Tu Tian said with a serious look, "If you don't move the barrier, it seems like you can't get it out. If you move the barrier, it seems like something will be triggered."
"Let's take a look first and then talk."
Ye Qingfeng controlled the imperial cauldron and slowly rotated around the barrier.
Although the barrier is small, it is of high level and cannot be destroyed easily.
Of course, violence is definitely feasible, but the huge energy blast will destroy the ancient books in the entire room.
Fortunately, among this group of people, there is Ye Qingfeng!
Ye Qingfeng is a master of formation dismantling. He can dismantle the formation steadily and accurately by simply following the runes on the barrier light curtain.
"Master, what do you think?" Liu Jing asked.
Ye Qingfeng said: "This array is small and delicate, and can be dismantled, but it will take some time."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Qingfeng began to observe carefully, his ears automatically blocking out external noise.
"It's good if it can be dismantled!" Duan De said in a low voice, "Things enshrined at such a high level may have hidden treasures. When I went to the tomb before, I obeyed and kowtowed three times to the statue of the owner of the tomb.
, guess what happened?"
"What's going on?" Liu Jing asked curiously.
Duan De patted his belly and said proudly: "After I kowtowed my head, a female ghost floated out from the statue. She was very handsome. She also said that she would follow Pindao out of the tomb to find a body.
The poor road spreads its branches and leaves." ap.
Xihe smiled and said, "You will be fine if you give birth to a little Duan De."
"Wuliang, that Heavenly Lord, even though I am obedient when I should be obedient, I am not stupid either." Duan De said hurriedly, "No matter how handsome the female ghost is, she is still a ghost. She wants to absorb the yang energy of Pindao. How can Pindao do it?"
He would be stupid enough to put himself at risk."
Liu Jing had been following Ye Qingfeng, and actually knew some of Duan De's secrets. She couldn't help but joked quickly: "You are the ancestor of those zombie female ghosts. Do you have yang energy? Are you still afraid of them..."
"That Heavenly Lord Wuliang, stop talking nonsense!"
Duan De quickly interrupted, "The poor Taoist must have been poisoned by some strange poison or strange poison. Don't make up random things about ancestors or not. If I were really an ancestor, then the old ghosts and monsters in the grave should not take the initiative to give away good things.
Hand it over, why go to the trouble of going to the grave yourself..."
Liu Jing chuckled and said, "As long as you don't think too hard, whatever you say is fine."
Duan De snorted: "Just don't spread rumors about poverty."
After Ye Qingfeng observed it, he transformed into two hands and prepared to carve another freezing circle outside the barrier.
Freeze the magic circle, freeze the movement of the barrier within the array, and then Ye Qingfeng will dismantle the array.
Ye Qingfeng already had a well-thought-out plan in mind, and he could hold the green copper block in his hand and move quickly and swiftly.
At this moment, a cold air emerged from the exquisite barrier.
"Slow down." A weak voice came from the cold air.
Liu Jing whispered: "Oh, Duan De, your descendants are here to pay homage to you."
"Don't talk nonsense!" Duan De shouted, took a peach wood sword in his hand, and said, "Don't forget, this tomb chamber corresponds to the auspicious hexagram."
Ye Qingfeng raised his head.
Others only saw a mass of black energy, but in her eyes, there was a remnant soul with weakened spiritual power.
And that remnant soul is an old man, not some pretty female ghost.
"Who are you?" Ye Qingfeng asked fearlessly, neither humble nor arrogant.
"Who are you?"
Soul asked back.
Ye Qingfeng said: "A grave explorer is a person looking for good things."
The remnant soul looked at the imperial cauldron: "Are you the one who shakes the light of the Holy Land? The Holy Lord, the Elder, or the Saint?"
Ye Qingfeng said: "That's right. Neither the Holy Lord, the elders, nor the saint are the saints. I am the ancestor they personally acknowledge."
Xi He pinched his nails and had a sarcastic smile on his lips, not for anything else but because of Ye Qingfeng's straightforwardness.
When you are an ancestor, you may become addicted to such a big bargain.
"Oh, it turns out he is also an ancient person." The remnant soul said, "Do you recognize me?"
Ye Qingfeng said: "I am not of the same era, so I don't recognize him, but I must be a well-educated man with a lot of poetry and literature."
"That's true." The remnant soul said proudly, "The three biographies in the barrier are the work of my painstaking efforts."
Ye Qingfeng said: "Senior, you have worked hard."
Canhun said: "It's true that it's hard work, but it's just piecemeal. The Demon King is picky and wants me to write down all the big and small things in his life. He also requires that it must be vivid, interesting, and detailed and realistic."
Ye Qingfeng said: "Since it is both vivid and realistic, it will indeed take a lot of effort on your part and it will be extremely difficult."
Canhun smiled and said, "You understand me."
Ye Qingfeng said: "If you put yourself in his shoes, you probably know something."
Canhun smiled and said: "That's why the eight demon kings were picky and wanted me to revise word for word. My hair fell out when I made the changes. Later, when I picked up the pen, I felt scared."
Ye Qingfeng said: "The Demon King of the Eight Parts strives for perfection in everything he does, and strives for exquisiteness in everything. It is not surprising that he demands so much from Your Excellency, and is so concerned about his own autobiography. He just records the Demon King of the Eight Parts in a vast amount of words,
All the big and small things that have happened in the past ten thousand years should be regarded as suffering, senior."
Canhun smiled and said: "You are a smart person, and I like you very much. If possible, I really want to chat with you for a few more words. It's a pity that you came too late."
Ye Qingfeng said: "It's not too late. Do you always want to be reincarnated, or do you want to continue to exist in this world? I can help you."
The remnant soul said: "It's not too late to revisit the old place and reincarnate again."
Ye Qingfeng said: "If senior helps me with all his heart, then I will help senior to achieve his wish."
Canhun smiled and said, "It's a pleasure to talk to smart people."
Ye Qingfeng said: "I am the same way."
In the white jade bottle, the mouse king with an average brain sent a message and quietly asked Xihe: "Why did the master and the remnant soul reach a consensus so quickly?"
Xihe smiled and replied: "Didn't you hear? It's eloquent and has tens of thousands of words. The Eight Demon King asked people to change it. Forcing people to write a book and biography for him is equivalent to a kind of torture. Although the remnant soul is still there
This mausoleum guard has a grudge against the eight demon kings."
"Oh, that's it." The Mouse King suddenly realized, holding the book "The Legend of the Holy Emperor", he finally felt relieved.