In one line of words, there was so much resentment that it stung Qin Yang's eyes, and he quickly averted his eyes.
Looking at other places, there are traces of fingernail scratches everywhere on the wall. In some places, you can also see things that look like dried flesh and blood, as if there was a monster inside, scratching at the stone wall crazily, trying to break the stone wall.
Leaving here, even if it is bloody and bloody, I will not hesitate.
Qin Yang had a guess in his mind. No wonder the restrictions here are all the simplest trapping formations, actually designed to trap the things inside.
And nine times out of ten, the person the tomb owner wants to trap is himself.
The corpse is gone, and there are only some fragments that have not been turned into ashes in the thick dust on the ground. The entire tomb is extremely simple and can be seen through at a glance.
Qin Yang sighed secretly in his heart. Sure enough, after the death of the tomb owner, he turned into an ominous soul and walked around the world dragging his dead body.
The structure of this tomb is simple, and the rituals are also simple. He must not have been a very strong person in life. He is probably not much different from the dead ghost next to him in life. Logically speaking, he should not be able to turn into an ominous dead soul.
But he was just like a dead ghost, unable to rest in peace after death. Moreover, he seemed to know something in advance and what would happen to him after his death. He even used a trap to trap himself in the tomb, until he finally went crazy and lost his mind completely.
Turn into ashes and disappear into smoke.
What does that line mean...
In addition to this line of words, there are other words carved on the stone wall with fingers, but for some reason, they are all extremely scrawled and incomplete, and it is impossible to identify what they are. Only those few words contain powerful and dazzling ideas.
The "joke" seems like a new moment.
Qin Yang observed carefully for a long time, and after a slight hesitation, he took out a jade slip, copied all the messy carvings on the stone wall, no matter what they were, and recorded them on the jade slip.
After confirming that nothing was missing, Qin Yang turned around and walked out.
Just when he turned around, his peripheral vision glanced at the ground covered with thick dust. Qin Yang's eyes narrowed, he squatted down, stretched out his hand to push away the thick dust on the ground, and immediately saw that there were many words engraved on the ground.
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These words looked much more normal, with hard brushwork, iron hooks and silver hooks, and murderous intent gushing out from the words. Just by looking at these words a few more times, Qin Yang felt that murderous intent was boiling in his mind. Everything he saw in his eyes,
They were all slowly covered with a layer of blood red.
In his mind, there seemed to be a voice that was extremely crazy and extremely cold, emitting bursts of deafening roars that shook the soul.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
This voice seemed like an echo, constantly bouncing back and forth in my mind. With each passing breath, there would be a peak, and the purest killing intent would become stronger and stronger.
Qin Yang's eyes were red, his face was ferocious, murderous intent boiled in his eyes, almost only madness remained, his true energy turned into flames and burned, his body was golden, and his energy soared into the sky.
At this moment, Qin Yang stretched out a trembling hand, held the Blood Lama tightly in his palm, and poured his true energy crazily into it.
"Buzz..."
A wisp of blood-colored halo floated open from the blood lama, and the vast and ethereal voice of the Buddha, which seemed to be murmuring, penetrated the void, turned into a glimmering blood, and spread out layer by layer.
Among the blood lamas, the back of a Buddha wearing a high hat became increasingly clear, and even through the back, you could vaguely see that the Buddha put his hands on his chest and kept chanting. Slowly, the Sanskrit sounds came out of the blood.
The light leaked out and turned into pale golden runes, lingering around Qin Yang.
Slowly, Qin Yang's expression slowly became calmer, the burning essence became calmer, and the murderous intent and bloody light in his eyes slowly disappeared.
After a while of burning the incense, Qin Yang slowly breathed out.
"This place is really full of dangers. Even places that seem to have no threat may still be hiding murderous intent."
At this moment, I looked at the ground again. The dust covering the ground had long been dispersed by the explosive momentum. There were dense writings on the ground. Large passages should be the epitaph of the tomb owner. The opening chapter tells the life of the tomb owner.
After just a few sentences, all the remaining words were obviously the original words, but there was a strange murderous intention covering them. After falling into Qin Yang's eyes, Qin Yang actually had a feeling. These words looked familiar, but how could they?
A weird feeling that I don't even recognize.
The farther back you go, the stronger this feeling becomes, especially in the last few lines, the messy handwriting and the murderous intent on it are even stronger. This weird feeling of not knowing the words immediately reaches the extreme.
After taking a quick glance at it, I didn't even remember a single bit of it.
Qin Yang couldn't help but be shocked, what are these words? Is it some profound classic that cannot be passed down lightly?
After a moment, Qin Yang shook his head in denial, mainly because of the layer of murderous intent covering it, which gave him this weird feeling.
Then, I used jade slips to record it, but I couldn’t remember it. How to record it? I used the stupidest method, paper rubbing. The moment the rubbing was applied, the paper turned into powder.
I have used all kinds of methods, but I can't record anything, let alone interpret it.
Qin Yang had a feeling that the last few lines definitely contained a huge secret. It might have been the secret discovered by the tomb owner before his consciousness was lost.
Activate the Blood Lama and use the blood light emitted by the Blood Lama to continuously impact the murderous intent covering the surface of these writings on the ground.
When the blood flowed like a river, slowly washing away all the murderous intent on it, all the writings were shattered and completely disappeared without a trace.
Qin Yang remained silent. He had guessed before that these murderous intentions would dissipate and the handwriting would collapse accordingly. He had already predicted that he had no choice but to resort to this last resort.
Now it seems that it is indeed the case...
However, at the moment when the murderous intention collapsed, there were still a few words. At the moment when they collapsed, I understood the meaning and remembered them in my heart.
Shengzong, ominous, joke, collapse, lie.
These words are not together, and the words between them, when they are broken, cannot understand the meaning, cannot be remembered in the heart, and can only leave regrets.
Qin Yang took out the jade slip, fearing that he would forget these words, so he wrote them down and put them in his storage bag.
After walking out of the tomb, Qin Yang looked into the depths of the Demon Stone Ancestral Tomb, and suddenly had a new understanding of the Demon Stone Ancestral Tomb.
No wonder the Holy Demon Stone Sect itself is very taboo about the ancestral tomb.
No wonder the male and female duo didn't dare to come on their own. They were strong, but under the influence of Qi, it was impossible to say that they would cause greater changes.
If they cause changes and awaken the ominous souls of the dead, there is a high probability that they are terrifying beings like Wu Yu. At that time, they will not even have a chance to resist, and they will die in an instant.
But since my realm is low, entering here will give me a greater chance of survival.
Following the path marked on the map, Qin Yang walked around the tombs with strange auras and extremely quiet tombs. On the contrary, there were those who were suppressed in the tombs with strong vitality, obviously ominous and strange.
The place is actually safer...
The probability of the dead turning into ominous souls here is really too high.
Three days later, they had advanced no more than thirty miles. When they arrived here, Qin Yang stopped and looked ahead with serious eyes.