Thousands of miles away from the north of Qinglin City, there is a bottomless crack, which stretches for thousands of miles and is more than ten miles wide. Inside, the wind howls all day long, and ghosts howl. In addition, there are countless poisons, and there are also hidden mysteries that are difficult for birds to cross.
The difficulty of crossing the rainbow has long been a dangerous place that everyone avoids.
There are many legends about this sword gorge. The most widely spread is its origin. It is said that thousands of years ago, two strong men fought. When the battlefield passed by here, one of the strong men's sword fell and split it.
Yidao Gorge.
Until later, there were more and more legends. Some people had seen the Yin River drifting, with endless ghosts wailing and rolling in it. Some people had seen the tide-like swarm of poisonous creatures migrating into their nests. Of course, the most popular one was about which strong man entered it and then came back.
He didn't come out either. Which strong person thinks that he is powerful and wants to fly across the Yidao Gorge, but falls into it...
There are countless messages like this.
Qin Yang has a toothache, so he wouldn't have asked more questions if he knew it earlier. Now that he knows the news, it only adds to his worries...
If you really want to get the "Secret Book of Burial in the Sea", the most ideal situation is naturally that Lord Burial in the Sea dies, and his soul is scattered, leaving no trace, leaving only the body with dissipated power, buried in a place with few people, and then himself
Go touch the corpse, maybe you can find the "Secret Book of Sea Burial".
But now, we still don’t know whether Mr. Zhanhai Daojun is alive or dead...
Or if Lord Burial of the Sea is dead, he sneaks into the Futu Demon Sect and tries every means to obtain the "Secret Code of Burial of the Sea", but the difficulty level is too high to complete.
After all, if the Buddha Sect really has a collection, it is also a collection of Zhensect classics. Maybe not many people in the Demon Sect have seen it with their own eyes.
Furthermore, I have never heard of the name of the Buddha Sect at all. Who knows where it is?
However, since there is a titled Taoist Lord within the sect, and there is also a secret scripture inheritance, the strength of the Futu Demon Sect is definitely higher than that of the Huliang Three Saints Sect.
Well, this one is basically useless. The last one is to try your luck by jumping from Yidao Gorge, so don’t mention it...
"The road ahead is long, so why bother yourself? Who can say what will happen in the future? Don't think about it anymore. You never know, you will find something more suitable than the Sea Burial Secret Code in the future. After all, the ancient secret books I have seen are just
Only a few." Taojun Zixiao smiled faintly when he saw that Qin Yang seemed to be in distress.
"Okay, I don't have time to talk anymore, it's time for me to go." Taojun Zixiao paused for a moment, then seemed to remember something: "By the way, I just have a little thing that I want to ask you for help with."
"Senior, please tell me, as long as the juniors can do it, don't dare to disobey me."
Taojun Zixiao nodded, took out a foot-long piece of yellow paper and handed it to Qin Yang: "If the thief is dead and you have the opportunity to see his tomb in the future, please bother to put this thing on his tombstone.
Of course, it would be best if it could be attached to his bones, which would make you feel bad."
Qin Yang took the yellow paper, and the corners of his mouth suddenly twitched...
Four vigorous and powerful characters on the yellow paper: treacherous villain.
The hatred in it penetrated the paper and rushed towards his face. Just one glance at it made Qin Yang feel his soul tingling and his eyes sour.
He quickly took out a wooden box and put the note in the box, not daring to look at it again.
Qin Yang was a little helpless, Daojun Zixiao really hated Daojun Zhanhai to the core. He had been dead for so long, and only a few residual thoughts were left, but he still remembered the hatred of the past.
And he still has to vent his anger in this way...
"Okay, senior, if I have the chance, I will do it." Qin Yang answered a little weakly...
"I'll take you out." Taojun Zixiao nodded and waved his hand. Qin Yang's eyes flashed in vain, and he returned to the entrance of the mausoleum in an instant.
A hand next to him reached out from the void, grabbed Qin Yang's shoulder and pulled Qin Yang into the shadow of the world.
"Senior, why don't you look good..." Qin Yang couldn't help but be a little confused when he saw the old man again. The old man's face was pale, his whole body was shaking, and his eyes were trembling slightly.
"Stop talking nonsense and leave quickly." The old man shouted in a low voice, pulling Qin Yang away, but when he looked back, his eyes were full of fear.
I didn't expect that there was only a little bit of residual thoughts left, but there was such a divine power. With just a glance in the air, I saw through the shadows and fixed the old man in place. The space in all directions solidified, and all his strength was imprisoned.
If there was no malice, or if it was just a thought, I would die without a burial place.
"senior?"
"Let's go." The old man carried Qin Yang and walked in the shadows. He was quite frightened. As he walked, he almost turned into a stream of light, and the surrounding scenes all turned into blurry afterimages, retreating quickly.
The old man carried Qin Yang and flew hundreds of miles away, then he emerged from the shadows and let out a long breath.
"I'm really crazy. I'm going to explore the tomb with you. Fortunately, Taoist Master Zixiao doesn't want to argue with me. Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll be the most aggrieved death among the ancestors of the Taoist sect..." The old man also said
Not only was he angry, but he was also scared. He stood there and kept stamping his feet.
"Ahem, senior, how about I give you another bag?" Qin Yang was also a little embarrassed. Before going, he didn't know that it would be so dangerous. He didn't expect that Taoist Zixiao could be so powerful with only residual thoughts.
…
"Forget it..." The old man sighed and was speechless for a long time.
After a moment, the old man's expression changed. He raised his eyes and stared at Qin Yang. After staring at Qin Yang until every hair was on his body, he squeezed out a smile: "Boy, you are too honest and too weak. Sooner or later you will die ugly outside.
In this way, as a Taoist preacher, I still have some rights, so I will let you join my Taoist sect."
However……
Without waiting for Qin Yang to answer, he saw light suddenly appear in the sky in the distance, like a scorching sun, falling from the void, and the dazzling light swept across. In an instant, the sky changed and the sun changed, turning the night into endless day.
.
The scorching sun hung high in the sky, and a long and steady sound of bells came from it. Ripples visible to the naked eye floated by. The scorching sun was mighty and masculine, and the bells sounded mysteriously, sweeping away all evil spirits.
Above the mausoleum, the black clouds dispersed, the black light disappeared, and countless large corpse beasts guarding the mausoleum revealed their true appearance.
But just a moment later, the bell rang again.
"Boom..."
Any one of these hundreds of tomb-guarding corpse beasts would be able to compete with those three great masters. However, at this moment, they were all shattered to pieces in a matter of seconds, as if they had been destroyed.
"Boom..."
The bell rang again, and the reversed situation was easily restored to its original state as a ripple swept across it.
Suddenly, the mausoleum was completely exposed, and there was no protection anymore. As long as the bell rang one more time, the mausoleum would probably collapse...
…
"Haoyang Treasure Bell!" The old man exclaimed, and then he seemed to have thought of something. He smiled, with a look of gloating on his misfortune: "The old man of Xuantian Holy Sect is willing to die, but even if he sacrifices the magic weapon of the town sect, Haoyang Treasure Bell
, how many times can they ring the bell? Furthermore, they underestimate Taojun Zixiao too much, and they will suffer a big loss."
The old man happily carried Qin Yang and flew into the air. He pinched a piece of white cloud and refined it into a cloud bed. After throwing Qin Yang on it, he took out a table, put food and wine on it, filled it with wine, and sat down.
On a bed of clouds.
"Hurry up and sit down and watch the show. This kind of big show only happens once in a million years."
"Senior, do you also have a grudge against the Xuantian Holy Sect?"