Chapter 529 Some people wear filial piety, some people observe festivals
"Earth, death, curse!"
"The body is rotting and the soul is extinguishing. Is this what death feels like?"
"This is the real death, everything returns to nothingness, not even the mark of the soul remains, there is no more reincarnation..."
"If I were the Lord of Death, why should I be afraid of this?"
Qin Changfeng buried himself in the unspectacular tomb. At this time, he was so weak that he could not even move a finger.
In other words, the fingers have long since rotted away, and only the thoughts are flickering more and more crazily.
Everything in his mind at this time was only related to the word "death".
Only by thoroughly understanding death can one be freed from death, so he must live toward death!
The death curse in this world is very terrifying. It does not reduce the life value, but directly acts on the original vitality and corrodes it. Even the passive ability of the gods to come down to earth to eliminate negative states has no effect.
This is the most terrifying force Qin Changfeng has ever seen.
Although the process seems slow, it only gives people more time to fear and be tortured, and they fall into the abyss step by step, but there is never any hope of reversal.
In addition to thinking about the mysteries of death, Qin Changfeng is also studying the Nine-Turn Heavenly Wheel.
If understanding the law of death is the basis for avoiding death, then activating the hidden power of the Nine-turn Heavenly Wheel is the final means of getting out of trouble.
In particular, the two calamity seals of demons and ghosts are consistent with the artistic conception of death and curse, and are the focus of his research.
When the last breath of life lingered in his throat and was about to be exhaled with his breath, Qin Changfeng felt as if he had stepped into the gate of hell. The feeling of death had never been so clear as now.
At this moment, his thoughts were more active than ever before, and many inspirations suddenly burst out, some related to death, some related to the nine-turn heavenly wheel, and some even the foreshadowing of one of the three disasters...
It's a pity that this moment is too short after all, just like the gorgeous fireworks of life, they shine and then extinguish instantly.
Qin Changfeng used his last strength to raise his hand in the sarcophagus made of several broken stone slabs, as if he wanted to grab something, but he was exhausted.
In the silent silence, no one cried or saw him off, Qin Changfeng's fire of life was extinguished.
As far as this world is concerned, Kong Changfeng, a genius of a generation, just closed his eyes silently, stopped breathing, and passed away...
On the balcony outside, with the scorching sun in the sky, Liu Shen's voice sounded: "Okay, we can let him out."
"Aren't you worried that he is dead?" the woman in gray asked.
Liu Shen replied: "He once sat in front of me for five years and realized Taoism. Based on my understanding of him, it is not so easy to completely die. This is a death disaster for him, but it is also good fortune. If
If he can survive this calamity without my intervention, he can truly stand on the threshold of the realm of law."
"Life and death are his own, I won't care about them anymore."
A black light shot out of the woman's eyes, falling on the still floating double pupil. The latter trembled slightly, and the two pupils overlapped again, as if the door to hell had been opened, and an aura of death and curse immediately filled the air.
Then, a loess bag flew out from it together with the tombstone. The willow tree above Willow God's head swayed gently, and a green light brushed past it, then it was taken away and disappeared.
At this time, the two of them still maintained their previous positions and postures, as if nothing had changed except that the night had turned into day.
But in fact, this is already more than half a year later!
During this period of time, the wilderness has undergone earth-shaking changes, and what Qin Changfeng said back then has become a fact.
The Alliance of Ten Thousand Races simultaneously used force to eradicate the people and brainwashed them to subjugate them. Within a few months, the voice of opposition could no longer be heard in the wilderness.
Although there are still forces such as the Stone Kingdom, Fire Nation, Butian Pavilion, etc., they are all within the constraints of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races. The relationship between them is like the emperor of the empire and the feudal princes from various places. As long as the strength of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races headquarters is forever
Maintain the advantage of crushing, and there won't be any trouble below.
Now the most powerful person in the Ten Thousand Tribes Alliance headquarters is Zhu Yan, who has ignited the divine fire. It can be said that except for a very small number of taboo characters such as Liu Shen and the woman in gray, he has no opponent in the lower world.
In addition, with the help of this crazy monkey, Shi Hao and Fifteenth Master went directly to the Immortal Mountain in Xuanyu, killed everyone, and finally succeeded in meeting his parents and his younger brother Qin Hao.
However, this also led to a strong relationship with Bulao Mountain. It is said that Bulao Mountain in the upper world knew about it and thundered and became furious, threatening to crush their bones and raise them to ashes when the catastrophe came.
For Shi Hao, he had achieved great success at a young age, was known as a genius, and had his family reunited. His life had reached this point, which could be said to be quite complete, and it was foreseeable that he would surely amaze the world in the future. There was really nothing more he could ask for.
However, when he returned to Stone Kingdom from Xuanyu, he heard the bad news - his master was dead!
On one of the best Feng Shui treasure caves in the Imperial Tomb of the Stone Kingdom, there is an out-of-place earthen tomb, and a stone tablet in front of the tomb...
"Master!"
In front of the earthen grave, Shi Hao cried bitterly, his tears dripping down and staining his clothes.
He was really sad, thinking that when he was just a naughty kid, it was his master who had a discerning eye and firmly accepted him as his disciple, passed on his treasures and secrets, and taught him the principles of life, so that he became the high-spirited person he is now.
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But he never expected that his master, who was only a few years older than him, would die young, leaving him without even a chance to repay his kindness.
Many people came, including Zhu Yan, Er Baldy, Big Red Bird, Stone Emperor, the Four Heavenly Kings of the Ten Thousand Tribes Alliance, the Fire Emperor, the Elder of Butian Pavilion, etc.
The four heavenly kings' eyes were red, and they roared angrily, wanting to avenge their lord, but they were stopped by Kagura Chizuru. She said that Qin Changfeng died because he went crazy while practicing martial arts and had no enemies.
"Ancestor, I haven't recognized my ancestor yet, so why did you go?"
"At any rate, leave me a suicide note and prove my identity..."
There was a loud cry, heartbreaking, and Erbaldy was more sad than anyone else. He threw himself on the tombstone and howled, which frightened many birds in the nearby forest.
"It's a pity that a genius of a generation, unparalleled in history, originally would have reached the nine heavens, but in the end he died silently like this. It's really not worth it to die young..."
In the distance, Fairy Yuechan and her old servant Granny Xihua stood looking from a distance. The old woman's face was full of sighs. Yuechan was dressed in white, and her eyes were deep, unable to tell what she was thinking.
"Master, come back, Hun Xi, come back..."
"Why did you leave in such a hurry? You were not married yet, and you didn't leave me a little junior sister. This gave me no chance to repay my kindness."
"You still have so many treasures that have not been passed down, so it is lost like this. What a pity. This is a huge loss to the Dao. Without you, the Immortal Dao will be like a long night!"
"Master, please walk slowly and let the disciples take one more look at you! The sky has no eyes to pick you up, and the stars and the moon have no light to accompany you. Your voice and smile will always be engraved in the hearts of my disciples."
"Hunxi, come back..."
Shi Hao was wearing plain silk and wailing loudly. Anyone who heard this would have to sigh at the deep love between master and disciple.
At the same time, the news also reached the upper world through certain means.
Somewhere in Sanqianzhou, there is a strong spiritual energy. In a sacred garden, the vegetation is lush and green, and the black magic sunflowers emit a black light. There are not just one or two plants, but a large area.
"That peacock Changfeng died?"
Not far away, such a sound came from the majestic palace on a high mountain, causing the entire sacred garden to rumble and tremble, and the clouds and mist were surging.
Also in the upper realm, there is another place that seems to be a peaceful country, with fairy mist permeating the air and heavenly palaces forming a whole. There is a strong man with chills in his words. He sits in the central palace and asks: "Is the news reliable?"
A man in gray knelt down and worshiped under the throne made of white bones. He bowed his head and said, "Someone went to his tomb in person and used secret techniques to see that his soul was dead, his breath was gone, and his body was rotting."
In the Old Mountain, the energy of the five elements soared to the sky, and the holy light formed a Taoist flower. A true god coldly snorted: "It doesn't matter whether he is real or fake, in short, when a great calamity occurs, his grave will be dug up in the lower world, and his bones will be crushed and ashes will be thrown away after he dies!"
From Peacock Mountain, a hoarse scream resounded throughout the world.
"Kong Yunchang, come here. Our child is gone. I want to avenge him and kill him to turn the world upside down!"
Kong Qingcheng, Qin Changfeng's cheap wife in this life, almost fainted after hearing the news. When she came to her senses, she immediately became filled with murderous intent. She drew out a sword and was about to kill him.
Kong Yun Chang rushed over in a hurry, held his wife down and said: "Stop shouting, it's just a lie to others, why do you believe it? I just went to see it, Chang Feng's soul lamp is on well, it must be again
It’s that kid who’s causing trouble!”
Kong Qingcheng: "Oh, that's it. He's really smart. He is indeed the son I gave birth to after ten years of pregnancy."
Returning to the lower realm, the people in front of the earthen grave gradually dispersed. Kagura Chizuru, who knew the inside story, needless to say, and those who didn't know could not be immersed in sorrow forever.
After all, for them, the dead are gone, and the living will continue. What's more, many people already know that the catastrophe is coming. Whether they are hiding or rising up to resist, they must prepare in advance.
When everyone dispersed, Yue Chan's master and servant walked out of their hiding place and came to the earth tomb.
Yuechan has a graceful figure, her long white dress drags on the ground, swaying, she is beautiful and otherworldly, like a banished fairy walking in the world.
She stared at the big tomb, as if frozen, motionless, just staring deeply, as if she could see through the barrier of the dead loess and see the bones inside.
Unknowingly, she suddenly stood up from sitting cross-legged, her posture was exactly the Guanyin and Lotus style taught to her by Qin Changfeng. Her expression was pure, noble and holy, and she actually emitted an inexplicable Taoist rhyme wave that swept past the tomb.
A slight strange trembling feedback came back.
Her beautiful eyes trembled at first, then she smiled and said: "Mother-in-law, I have made a decision."
Granny Xihua looked at her with a surprised expression.
Yuechan said calmly: "I decided to recognize my engagement with him and, as his wife, pay tribute to him."
"What?!" Grandma Xihua was so shocked that she almost thought she heard wrongly.
However, Yuechan just smiled slightly, no longer explaining, tore off a piece of white cloth from her sleeves and tied it to her forehead, turned the corner of her mouth into a strange arc towards the grave, turned around and walked towards the palace.
Soon, the touching love story between the fairy of Butian Sect and the leader of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races spread throughout the lower world, and everyone in the world admired and praised the fairy for her infatuation...
