The cold wind blew across the earth, making a whining sound among the mountains and ravines, making it look increasingly lonely.
The Northern Territory is vast and boundless, and loneliness and monotony are the eternal themes. It is rare to see flowers in full bloom, and rarely see the fragrance of flowers and birds chirping. Oases are scattered like sesame seeds, dotted here and there, and they are nothing.
Ye Fan walked through patches of red land, and finally found his destination according to his memory. A large purple mountain stood in front of him, like an angry sword rushing into the sky.
There are also nine mountains lying on the horizon, lying like nine real dragons, revealing the vicissitudes and loneliness of the ages.
There is no doubt that he came to Zishan, which is the Ancient Emperor Mountain in the mouth of ancient creatures, where the Emperor Wushi was seated.
Throughout the ages, no one can match the strength of the Wushi Emperor, who can intimidate the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths and make many restricted areas of life obey their duties.
In fact, the ruthless emperor is also a good choice. He is definitely ruthless and powerful. If he were to be resurrected, the ancient ancestor kings would probably tremble. However, ruthless people live for three or four lives, and they don't know which reincarnation to seek.
"Purple Mountain...I'm here again." Ye Fan sighed for a while. He tried to enter several times but couldn't. Now he was forced to this step and had to risk his life.
In the past, the Holy Lands attacked Zishan many times in an attempt to obtain the inheritance of Emperor Wu Shi. However, as soon as the bell rang, the people holding many Ji Dao Emperor weapons could only retreat.
The last time, the Holy Lands and the Zhongzhou Divine Dynasty joined forces and finally invaded. Some people even claimed to have seen the Emperor Wushi sitting cross-legged on a Taoist platform.
"After so many years, why can the Wushi Bell ring by itself even though there is no one around? What kind of power is controlling it, so that other imperial soldiers can't resist it?"
"Is Emperor Wushi really dead? With such a powerful existence, he might leave behind some backup plans."
"To take a step back, if the Emperor Wushi dies, his physical body will definitely be immortal. He is the innate holy body, and I am the holy body. I will probably be able to react with him. If I can live in his body..."
Ye Fan said to himself that he had made up his mind to enter Zishan, and there must be a result for the Emperor Wu Shi.
He landed on the ground and came closer step by step. This majestic purple mountain made people deeply awe.
There are too many secrets here. The Immortal Emperor, the god in the hearts of all ancient races, was also buried here. It was originally named Ancient Emperor Mountain.
Prince Liantian came out from here. He was taken away by Yuan Tianshi thousands of years ago as a stunning stone, and then Ye Fan cut out a divine egg in Yaochi.
"Guhuang Mountain is a place of pilgrimage for thousands of people from ancient times. The Immortal Emperor is buried here. In the end, Emperor Wu Shi also chose this place." Ye Fan said to himself.
Master Yuan Tian once said that the changes in heaven and earth here are extremely mysterious, and he once asked future generations to pay respect to this mountain, which will have good relations in the future.
When Ye Fan comes back again, he will naturally not forget to use the Origin Technique to investigate carefully. He hopes that he can solve this mystery today and find out what is so strange about it.
"Let the gods in the hearts of all ancient races and the great emperor of the human race choose this place. How fascinating is this place?"
Ye Fan walked around the Purple Mountain, measuring every inch of the land, looking at the nine dragon veins in the distance, trying to get a glimpse of the secret.
Suddenly, when he walked around to the other side, he came across from a person, and both of them stared at each other.
"What a bastard Duan De!"
"Birdman Holy Body, why aren't you dead yet?"
The two people spoke almost at the same time, cursing each other, both looking unhappy.
In front of you, there is a fat man who does not look like a good person. He is wearing a Taoist robe and a purple gold crown. His clothes are absolutely precious. He is an unscrupulous Taoist.
"Damn fat man, how many immoral things have you done and how many graves have you dug? Judging from the crown on your head and the silkworm Taoist robe on your body, they must have been unearthed not long ago." Ye Fan said with disdain.
"Okay, I have good eyesight. By the way, damn, when are you going to return those weapons to me and treat them as nothing after the looting?" Duan De was very unhappy.
"Damn fat man, what are you doing here?" Ye Fan said with a surprised look on his face, "Could you be thinking about Emperor Wu Shi and want to dig his grave?"
"You can't say that. There's no telling whether Emperor Wushi is dead or not." Duan De felt guilty and said, "I'm here to pay homage to the ruins."
"You have the nerve to say this. People who dig other people's ancestral graves all day long come to pay homage to a big tomb. What do you mean?" Ye Fan curled his lips.
"Hey, can you please stop talking nonsense in this place?!" Duan De said anxiously.
"There are times when you are afraid. Do you also believe that Emperor Wushi is not dead?" Ye Fanqi said.
"Even if Wu Shi is dead, no one else can blaspheme him. Talking nonsense will lead to great disaster." Fatty Duan became more and more guilty.
"You, a guy who steals and digs graves all day long, are you afraid?" Ye Fan felt funny.
"Damn it, don't compare me with those thieves. I am a researcher with lofty ideals. Everything is just to restore the historical truth." Duan De said boldly.
Ye Fan had a look of disdain on his face and said: "You are a tomb robber, you look like an archaeologist, I blush for you, why are you trying to restore the truth of history? Why don't you say you are researching the evolution and cultivation process of mankind?
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"I find that you, an unpopular boy, sometimes uses words quite accurately. That's right, I will be an archaeologist from now on. Don't say I am a tomb robber. Who will ask me to worry about him again? I am
He is a great archaeologist who has a lofty ideal and takes it as his own duty to straighten out the course of mankind and recreate the true history through underground cemeteries." Duan De was upright.
"I have never seen such a shameless person..." Ye Fan really couldn't stand him.
"So, I am here for archeology. I want to witness the miracles of the ancient emperors and inspire future generations. This is a milestone of great historical significance."
"You just have to do it." Ye Fan was almost speechless at him.
"By the way, boy, why are you still alive? You provoked the Valley of the Gods, cursed the ancient royal family, and now you are alive and kicking in the Northern Territory. Have you eaten too much or are you tired of living?" Duan De looked surprised.
"Can you say something nice? I would like to come to do archeology, okay?" Ye Fan glanced at him sideways.
"I knew that we were both great witnesses of history. The combination of your Origin Technique and my Feng Shui is unmatched in the world." Duan De was very good at talking, and then suddenly asked: "Have you really left this world for twelve years?"
Wherever you went, what did you see? Are there many tombs over there?"
"Where are you going to die?" Ye Fan chose to ignore him, and then continued to measure Zishan, trying to figure it out clearly.
The more he looked at it, the more bizarre it became, and the more he thought about it, the more surprised he became. What is the mystery here? It actually involves life and death!
It goes without saying that an ancient emperor chose to be here. They deal with yin and yang, and understand life and death. This is a bit scary. Is Wu Shi really still alive?
"Why do you think it's unusual? For me, the most authoritative person in the archaeological world, this place is really evil."
"What did you see?" Ye Fan asked him.
"This is a big tomb, super huge, pulled by nine dragon veins, as if it is going to break through the sky." Duan De said.
"What?!" Ye Fan shuddered when he heard what he said. When this guy said it, it was really like pulling a coffin in Nine Dragons.
"As an authority in the archaeological community, I can say with certainty that this large tomb was not built for the dead, but for the living." Duan De said this.
The two had similar views, and after a serious discussion, they came to an astonishing conclusion. The general trend of heaven and earth here can connect yin and yang, reverse life and death, and it is a fairy land of good fortune.
"It's impossible. All the ancient emperors are dead. If Wu Shi was still alive, it would be impossible for the Qing Emperor to appear in the world!"
"The last time we invaded this mountain, some people said that they actually saw Emperor Wushi sitting cross-legged on the Taoist platform, as lifelike as if he were alive."
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The more the two of them talked about it, the weirder they felt. This place made them a little bit hairy.
Then, they thought of the Immortal Emperor, who was an ancient existence and the only god in the hearts of all the ancient races. Zishan was the earliest burial place for him. Strictly speaking, the Emperor Wu Shi occupied the magpie's nest and took over later.
Then, they suddenly thought of the Immortal World in Zhongzhou, where there was a coffin made from the ancient tea tree of Enlightenment, and inside it was the skin of the immortal emperor.
"Did the Immortal Emperor escape alive on his own, or was he thrown out by Emperor Wushi?"
The more the two of them thought about it, the more something was wrong. This place was more complicated and terrifying than they imagined.
"Boy, do you still want to go in?" Duan De asked him with a sideways glance.
"I have to go in. In order to shock all the ancient tribes, there is no other choice, otherwise there will be a killing spree in the Valley of the Gods!" Ye Fan sighed, and then asked him if he wanted to go in.
"I am a man of great integrity. In order to restore the historical truth and solve the mystery of the Wu Shi Bell's self-ringing, I decided to go in-depth." Duan Deyi said righteously. In the end, he still wanted to dig the grave and focused on the Wu Shi Bell.
Ye Fan was happy that he followed up. This guy had half an imperial weapon and knew the Feng Shui burial technique, which was definitely a great help.
"You can't go in like this. Back then, several holy places and the Immortal Dynasty came in with several Ji Dao Imperial Weapons and were bombed out. I don't know how many old antiques died. I only had half an Imperial Weapon. I would have been bombarded to pieces when I went in.
." Duan De muttered. He decided to go to the old blind man and ask him to borrow the other half of the Sky-Swallowing Devil Jar.
"Can we find him?" Ye Fan suspected that the thirteen major bandits in the Northern Territory had been dying and disappearing over the years, and they had suffered heavy losses.
"Back then, he went out with half an imperial weapon to save those little bandits, but he was almost attacked and killed by the clone of an ancient ancestor king. I arrived in time, combined the sky-swallowing magic jar, and killed the clone of the ancestor king.
Shattered."
Ye Fan was surprised, he didn't expect such a thing to happen. It seems that the Thirteen Bandits have been really difficult for so many years. No wonder the old immortals have all gone to pass the test. Are they about to become enlightened and become saints?
"Perhaps, in this world, only the Heaven-Swallowing Magic Jar can protect us completely when it is combined into one. It is different from other imperial soldiers," Duan De said.
When the Sky-Swallowing Devil Jar is separated, it has no power and is even difficult to activate. However, once it is united, it will be extremely strange. Occasionally, you can hear sighs, as if the ancient emperor is about to be resurrected.
It is a ruthless weapon, made from one's own body, completely different from other imperial weapons.
Duan De left to find the old blind man. Ye Fan also left Zishan and began to prepare.
In an unknown mountain range, Ye Fan went thousands of miles underground and buried his true body. His soul flew out and entered the holy shell.
"The stupid Duan De is in this area, this bastard must not steal my true body." Ye Fan muttered, not knowing how many Yuantian divine patterns were carved into it.
He tried his best and spent several days to get two pieces of green copper out and put them into the saint's shell.
Then, Ye Fan returned to Zishan with a few pieces of imperial jade and various other needs.
"Damn, what a saint!" Duan De had already come back first, his eyes were straight, and he sacrificed the Sky-Swallowing Magic Jar at that time.