Chapter 167: The ancestors coffin board can no longer hold it down
The place has been deserted and the surroundings are quiet. Coupled with the thick fog, you can even vaguely see the chaos caused by people leaving in a hurry and not having time to clean up.
Probably for the brave, going deep into such a place will be a very nerve-challenging thing. Of course, it is only for ordinary people.
And obviously, those walking here at this moment are not ordinary people like Gongsun Wuwo and... Gong Fanxing.
"Fortunately, there haven't been many changes around here." Gongsun Wuwo looked around and sighed: "I didn't expect that five hundred years have passed in such a flash. I remember that there used to be a big tree here."
Gong Fanxing rolled his eyes at the group of people, "Now is no time for you to grieve over the Spring and Autumn Period... Your Majesty's aura is still there, but why has it become so weak in these hundreds of years?"
"We're here." Gongsun Wuwo frowned, but suddenly stopped and looked up.
In the thick fog, this is an ancient mansion. On the door plate of the mansion, the word "Song Mansion" is written...the ancestral home of the Song family!
The two of them broke in directly and walked all the way to an ancient well in the abandoned backyard of the Song family's ancestral house.
Before going down to the ancient well, Gongsun Wuwo frowned, "There should have been people living here not long ago."
"The house should have been renovated." Gong Fanxing said quickly: "Maybe the descendants of your Majesty have come back... But judging from the thick fog, they must have taken refuge."
Gongsun Wuwo nodded, and then jumped into the ancient well first, followed by Gong Fanxing. The two soon fell to the bottom of the ancient well.
The two people lit up the mechanisms in the ancient well, illuminated the surroundings, and walked through the ancient well very familiarly... As they walked through the huge building at the bottom of the ancient well, a look of solemnity appeared on their faces.
Because they have discovered traces of human activity in the building under the ancient well. If it is reasonable to say that someone has moved in the ancestral house of the Song family, and they are descendants of the Song family, then there are also traces of human activity at the bottom of the ancient well.
, it seems very strange.
Of course, five hundred years have passed, although anything can happen. However, the traces of activity at the bottom of the ancient well clearly appeared recently. The two even judged that it was the same event that also happened in the ancestral residence of the Song family.
time.
Have the descendants of the Song family discovered the secret in this ancient well... But it doesn't seem like it. Because there are no traces of human intrusion in the deepest part of the building at the bottom of this ancient well.
"What's going on? Why is the earth's spiritual energy here so weak?" Gong Fanxing finally discovered something was wrong.
At this time, the two of them had already reached the deepest and most important place of the tomb, where a sarcophagus was located.
"I'm afraid it has been broken for some years!" Gongsun Wuwo frowned at this time, "No wonder your aura is so weak..."
With that said, Gongsun Wuwo took a deep breath, walked to the sarcophagus solemnly, and opened the lid of the sarcophagus with both hands.
Inside the sarcophagus, a middle-aged man wearing a yellow robe was seen, with a haggard face, and a thick aura of death surged out as the coffin lid opened.
Gong Fanxing and Gongsun Wuwo are both the proud sons of heaven who have made waves in the world. Their cultivation can be regarded as astonishing in the past and the present. The invasion of death energy did not cause much trouble to the two of them.
"Your Majesty's soul is too weak, almost dry!" Gong Fanxing looked shocked at this moment, "Without me, you and I, one share each, first replenish some soul power for Your Majesty, otherwise the only remaining soul of Your Majesty will be
I may not be able to keep my wits either.”
Gongsun Wuwo also realized the seriousness of the matter, so without saying a word, he raised the arm of the man in the yellow robe in the sarcophagus, palm to palm, and began to transfer soul power.
Humans have three souls and seven souls. If a person loses any one of the three souls and seven souls, he will suffer from the symptoms of soul loss. At worst, he becomes an ignorant person, and at worst, he falls into a coma... If it were not for the merits of nature, who would
I don't dare to use my soul power easily.
Gong Fanxing did the same thing at this time, and also pressed his palm against the other palm of the yellow-robed man.
A little while later, a trace of white smoke slowly emerged from the foreheads of the two of them... They were both sweating profusely, but their faces were extremely red.
This transportation took half a day...until they were exhausted, the two of them had to let go of the yellow-robed man's hands. And the two of them looked really ugly at the moment, showing that they were recovering from a serious illness.
On the other hand, the man in the yellow robe in the sarcophagus had a rosy complexion, as if he was several years younger. And he slowly opened his eyes at this time.
Seeing the man in the yellow robe wake up, Gong Fanxing and Gongsun Wuwo walked to the bottom of the sarcophagus and knelt down, "Welcome Your Majesty to wake up!"
The two people's voices were not loud, but the man in yellow robe heard them very clearly... But when he first woke up, his eyes were very scattered.
When he woke up, he lowered his head and looked at the object in his hand...a piece of jade. After a long time, he slowly opened his lips and made a hoarse voice, "I...how long have I been sleeping?"
Gongsun Wuwo and Gong Fanxing looked at each other, and Gongsun Wuwo quickly said: "Your Majesty, since I and Fanxing entered Penglai, five hundred years have passed in the outside world. But today, it seems that there is no longer a dynasty.
It’s a new collective power called government.”
"Five hundred years?" The man in yellow robe frowned. This time seemed to be beyond his expectation. He seemed to be trying his best to remember something, "It seems that someone has been here and said something to me.
What...something like that."
"Your Majesty, before Wuwo and I entered your chamber, we saw traces of human activity in the mansion above. It is very likely that your descendants have returned."
The man in yellow robe nodded and turned to look at a spiritual tablet with the words 'Song Changgeng' written on it in front of the tomb, "Yes, my dynasty was protected by one of the twelve ancestral dragon veins of China. It has been a royal family for thousands of years and has an unbroken bloodline."
"Your Majesty, when Fanxing and I left, the formation here was still operating normally. Logically speaking, under the influence of the formation, the spiritual energy of Mount Tai's earth veins should be continuously used to nourish your soul...
Why, why did your soul weaken to such an extent? If Fanxing and I hadn't dared to come in time, I'm afraid your soul would have..."
"I don't know either." The man in yellow robe shook his head, "Suddenly, the spiritual energy of the earth veins was cut off. I can only rely on sleeping consciousness to reduce the consumption of soul power... The other party only cut off the soul power, which is quite a bit...
You mean to let me fend for myself. Why did you two delay coming back for five hundred years?"
"Your Majesty doesn't know something!" Gongsun Wuwo said quickly: "Back then, with the key given by Your Majesty, Fanxing and I were able to enter Penglai. Unexpectedly, this operation was learned by a sword cultivator. His name was Taibai.
Known as the Green Lotus Sword Immortal, he is a peerless talent in the human world who is only in the Dao Realm, but possesses the attack power of the Dao Fruit Realm. Taibai and I entered Penglai together, but unexpectedly, great changes have taken place in Penglai. I
I have been trapped in Penglai with the stars for several years, and I was able to escape earlier. However, I am already in the sky and on earth... In Penglai, the flow of time is actually different from the outside world!"
The man in yellow robe listened silently, seemingly trying to discern the authenticity of Gongsun Wuwo's words. After a long time, he slowly spoke: "Now, what about Taibai?"
"Back in Penglai, after Taibai made a big fuss, he disappeared without a trace, and his life and death are unknown." Gong Fanxing then briefly told them about their encounter with Jiang Zuo and what happened after that.
"Back then, I had no choice but to linger here. Later, I gave you the key to Penglai that has been handed down from ancient times, so that you can go to Penglai and get a method of rebirth from the Penglai Immortal.
"The man in yellow robe sighed slowly, "It seems that this matter of reversing Yin and Yang and coming back from the dead is indeed extremely difficult... Could it be that this is destiny?"
After saying this, the man in yellow robe coughed softly, looking quite painful... He was only supporting his body with his soul, but this body had long since lost its vitality, and was just a skin... it had been withering.
"Your Majesty!" Gongsun Wuwo and others stepped forward quickly.
The man in yellow robe waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "Now it's too late to find another place to nourish my soul. For now, the only way is to let my descendants do their part in filial piety for me... I need it,
Fresh flesh and blood of the Zhao family."
"But outside, now under the influence of the 'Four Seasons Glass Book', the sky is filled with thick fog, and the area within hundreds of miles is like a dead place. The two realms of China, Taoism and Demons seem to be planning something important, and there is even Xuanyuan Palace among them.
The shadow..." Gong Fanxing had to remind: "There are also the strange changes in the Penglai treasure house... and there is a huge sea of people. The two of you really don't know whether your descendants are alive or dead..."
"It doesn't matter." The man in yellow robe shook his head, "Since they are of my blood, I can naturally feel them... Go east, I can feel them, they are not far away."
Gongsun Wuwo and Gong Fanxing nodded, "Then, without further ado, let's take action immediately!"
This man in yellow robe must not be allowed to die... because once he dies, it will be equivalent to losing their souls, which are all bound.
Once the yellow-robed man's soul is extinguished, his own soul will also be extinguished... Saving him is equivalent to saving himself.
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While walking in the thick fog, Song Haoran suddenly stopped and looked thoughtfully in a certain direction.
This stop made the several bodyguards of the Song family behind him nervously hold their weapons in their hands, feeling everything around them attentively.
They all have a strange power called true power implanted in their bodies. This true power will automatically run a special ability called 'Heaven Seeing and Earth Hearing', which greatly enhances their perception, and
It also allows them to 'see' things in dense fog within a certain range.
This feeling is like wearing night vision goggles. Of course, if the electronic equipment had not malfunctioned in the thick fog, there would probably be no need for this so-called "seeing from the sky and hearing from the earth" technique.
This is the real power that Princess Chuyang has gained for a few people, but Song Haoran can't do this yet. This is what Princess Chuyang said was the method used by the Great Qin Iron Cavalry when they killed strange beasts outside the Great Wall.
This kind of technique will not last forever. When the real power of everyone's physical strength is exhausted, it will disappear automatically... If you want to use it next time, you can only input the real power.
Well, regarding Princess Chuyang as a power bank, that’s what Song Haoran felt at the time. And after he got the method of walking in the thick fog, he quickly left some people to protect his father and
Song Ying, she took the rest of them and went deep into the thick fog to look for the other lost soldiers of the Song family.
"What happened?" Seeing something strange about Song Haoran, Princess Chuyang frowned. She and Song Haoran were still three meters apart.
Nowadays, Song Haoran controls the distance much better than before. The three-meter distance is never more or less. This makes Princess Chuyang quite dissatisfied, but she doesn't show it.
"It's nothing, I just had a strange feeling suddenly..." Song Haoran shook his head and said, "I can't explain it, but it doesn't feel like a good thing."
"When you practice martial arts or Taoism, and your skills reach a certain level, you will occasionally have whims." Princess Chuyang said calmly: "Maybe it is related to yourself or your relatives."
Song Haoran frowned and said: "Princess, you mean...my father and Song Ying will be in danger?"
Princess Chuyang said expressionlessly: "Maybe you will be in danger... This thick fog is weird."
Song Haoran shrugged his shoulders, but still gave the order and asked the two of them to return to the hotel where his father and Song Ying were staying for the time being. He was waiting where he was.
It didn't take long for them to come out, only about an hour, and it wouldn't take long to go back and forth.
At this time, Song Haoran looked at Princess Chu Yang who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, seeming to be concentrating, and suddenly smiled and said: "The princess said that only when one's skill reaches a certain level, whims will appear... So, my skill is also
Has it reached a certain level?"
Princess Chuyang looked at Song Haoran calmly, "In the old Qin Empire, the cavalry commander with the lowest martial arts skills was more advanced than you... They have been practicing hard for decades, how can they be compared to you who only practiced for a day or two?
?It’s so stupid!”
But who is Young Master Song?
That shameless skill was hundreds or thousands of times more than the cultivation level of the 'Tongtian Futu' in his body at this moment. Young Master Song squinted his eyes and smiled: "Your Highness, has anyone told you, you
Isn’t this cold look sexy?”
"You're a disciple!" Princess Chuyang snorted coldly.
This man is not only a rogue, he even has no sense of shame. How could there be such a person in the world... He also has the appearance of an emperor! He is simply blind!
"I'm serious." Song Haoran smiled slightly and said: "This cold sexiness makes me a little excited...I am so excited that I want to introduce you to Luo Qiu. Hey, it seems that I can really consider it. I always feel that he
Can I get along with you with that versatile personality?"
"Luo Qiu?" Princess Chuyang frowned.
When she woke up for the first time, she didn't seem to care about the things around her, but she remembered them all in her heart... This name was vaguely heard among the Song family members, and she had heard it several times.
It seems that this is a person that the entire Song family cares about very much.
"He is a person who will listen to my stories very quietly." Song Haoran was smiling all over his face at this moment, "He is really very popular... Oh, it's a pity that I'm a man."
Princess Chuyang... Her Highness looked at Song Haoran with strange eyes at this time, then frowned and said seriously: "Longyang's remoteness has existed since ancient times. I didn't expect you to..."
Song Haoran laughed loudly and said: "If men are gentler than women, naturally they won't have anything to do with you women, right?"
Her Royal Highness suddenly felt a chill.
Young Master Song laughed again...the teasing was successful.u
