Chapter 2484 Zhenwu’s coffin is empty

The little Taoist priest from Qingyuan opened the stone door, and a heavy creaking sound sounded, sharp and harsh, and a faint silvery white light came out from the tomb chamber. Through the half-open stone door, he saw a magnificent tomb, which was like a palace. The dome above was not a stone, but a curtain of water, with endless gurgling sounds flowing out of thin air.

There is a strange jade tablet in the center of the palace, shining like moonlight, reflecting the water curtain above, making the entire tomb like a dream. The jade stele is engraved with small characters, only a few characters are slightly larger, and they are simple and vigorous.

"The true secret of Taiyin Dangmo."

Qingyuan stepped into this tomb and walked directly to the jade tablet engraved with "The True Secret of Taiyin Dang Demon". The moonlight rippled with waves, and the entire tomb was like a moon palace. Behind the little Taoist priest of Qingyuan, a ray of moonlight twisted and suddenly transformed into a human form, with hair disheveled, hands turned into claws, and fiercely grabbed his head.

The hands of this humanoid are pale white, and the nails are extremely long, condensed with moonlight, and an extremely cold aura permeates the air. In front of the two claws, ice condenses like sharp blades, the storm howls, and the snowflakes can not only interfere with the sight, but also seem to be able to Freeze the soul and tear the flesh of the enemy.

"It scares people, scares them to death, can't you change your appearance in a normal way?"

The figure of the little Taoist priest from Qingyuan was like a bubble, torn into pieces. His true body had appeared behind this human figure, with a faint light in his eyes, like a ghost, so terrifying that this human figure was so frightened that he turned to He jumped forward, but before he could turn his head, a palm was slapped on his back.

"Boom!"

There was a loud noise, and the human figure seemed to be pressed down by the mountain. It paralyzed directly to the ground, unable to move. The invisible gravity restricted the struggle of the human figure. No matter how much it roared, it was still to no avail.

The little Taoist priest Qingyuan squatted down and looked at the appearance of this humanoid with great interest.

This is a woman with disheveled white hair and deep wrinkles, but her clothes are elegant and graceful, like an old lady from a big family. Her eyes glowed silvery white, like two bright moons. Just standing there, the surrounding temperature dropped a lot. She was definitely a strong person in the field that should not be underestimated during her lifetime, but now her neck is rotten and pus is flowing, and she can only perform half an ordinary step. The level of the exterior scenes is as if someone has imprisoned the soul alive in a body that will rot and die, and it is difficult to escape.

"It's really disgusting. What fun is there in living like this? Let me help you get rid of it!"

Qingyuan stretched out a finger, which was as white and gentle as jade and as delicate as jade, like the most perfect work of art in the world, and slowly touched the woman's eyebrows.

"Boom!"

A ray of electric light lit up, rushing from a distance, and rushed to the eyes in an instant, illuminating the moon palace-like tomb as if it were daytime. This was transformed into a spear, but the speed was too fast. Although the speed was not as fast as the real thunder and lightning, it was already in front of me as soon as I felt it. The warrior in the outside scene didn't even have a chance to parry. With such a level of cultivation, Extraordinary!

Within the line of sight, lightning leaped, filling the eyes of the little Taoist priest Qingyuan, all silvery white. Suddenly, the pointed finger glowed with jade light, and countless spaces suddenly appeared in front of the spear, with the fingertips pointing. On the tip of the spear.

"Ding!"

Like gold and jade clashing, the collision made a crisp and sweet sound. The sharp and domineering spear was pointed in the void by a white and delicate hand, crackling, and thin invisible cracks appeared on the spear body, densely packed. .

"Wow!"

The strong and sharp spear instantly broke into pieces and flew everywhere. The little Taoist Priest Qingyuan was still squatting on the ground, looking up at the newly appeared figure, with a mocking smile on his face, and said in a cold voice.

"I told you a long time ago not to be so elusive. I'm afraid I might accidentally turn all of you into powder. Then you won't be able to blame me!"

This figure is also a living dead with weak breath, seemingly alive and dead. There is no rotten part in the body. It has a wide robe and big sleeves and a spear in hand. The relatively uncoordinated combination reveals the power of kingliness. The whole body is wrapped with silver and white electric snakes, like The God of Thunder descends to earth, which is completely different from the ordinary evil and fearful thunder!

His face looked young at first, but a closer look revealed the vicissitudes of life, the tiny wrinkles hidden inside, and his cold and ruthless eyes. When he looked at the little Taoist priest from the Qingyuan Dynasty, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, that he still retained his intelligence and other activities. The dead person is different, it should be Huangfu Tao who entered the mausoleum not long ago. Huangfu Tao was the "Tian Yuan Emperor" of the previous generation in the Jiuxiang world. He was able to carry out punishments on behalf of heaven and was the strongest in history. He was also a close friend of his uncle, a young Taoist priest in the Qing Yuan Dynasty. A master in the realm of exterior scenes.

Huangfu Tao's eyes flashed with thought, but he didn't continue to take action, but stepped back and disappeared into the darkness.

"interesting!"

The little Taoist priest of Qingyuan did not pursue Huangfu Tao. With a flick of his finger, a huge flame fell on the white-haired woman. The divine flames surged into the sky and purified all filth. The woman in white let out a shrill scream and was dissolved in the flames. Nothing is left for the sake of fly ash.

The little Taoist Priest Qingyuan stood up slowly, glanced at the Taiyin Demonic Demon Secret Art, curled his lips with disdain, and complained with some disdain.

"It's just an outdoor exercise, but it actually changed part of it in the middle. Anyone who practices it will be a big injustice!"

For the young Taoist priest from the Qing Yuan Dynasty, the exterior techniques were easy to come by, and he didn't pay attention to them at all, so he simply left the tomb. Outside the tomb, there are stairs going down. At a glance, you can't see the bottom. On both sides of the starting steps, there are stone pillars extending upward, forming a strange high platform in mid-air, like an ancient seal, majestic and desolate.

"Zhenlongtai!"

Qingyuan glanced at it and recognized the high platform with a slight smile, without any fear, and a flash of thought in his eyes.

"The previous layout of Zhenwu Mausoleum was all about concealing the secrets of heaven and transforming life into death. Under the Nine Springs can also be understood as being hidden under the Nine Springs. The way of heaven is difficult to find. With the addition of Zhenlong Platform, everything changes. It seems that they are connected together. Suppress something.”

Qingyuan crossed the Zhenlong Platform and stepped onto the steps going down. The mist rose from the ground, glowing with a faint black color. He looked at the stone walls on the left and right. There were seal characters carved on them, which seemed to be the emotion of a great cultivator.

"Practice is difficult, but in the end, when I look back on my past, I feel very sad."

The little Taoist Priest Qingyuan walked down the steps, deeper into the fog, and the darkness turned thicker. At this point, even the warriors in the exterior scene could only barely see the words on both sides.

"The only regrets in my life are nine. It is a pity that a powerful enemy is difficult to defeat. I have fought more than 50 major and minor battles, but I have always been tied with the Taoist Heavenly Killer, and I am indistinguishable from the Demon Lord!"

The little Taoist priest from the Qingyuan Dynasty paused slightly, his face showing a bit of solemnity. As expected, these inscriptions were left by Emperor Zhenwu.

Taoist Tiansha is the head of the Nine Nether Evil Gods. He has always been called the Demon Lord. He used his own essence and blood and the lowest level of the Nine Nethers, the Nether Sea, to forge a peerless magic weapon, the Nether Sea Sword. According to the evaluation of the Lord of Six Paths of Reincarnation, Killing comes first.

At the end of the Age of Mythology, that is, after the disappearance of Emperor Zhenwu and before the fall of the Demon Lord, Taoist Tiansha had a battle with Demon Saint Feng Xi. The earth was shaken and the earth was shaken. Due to the restraint of the Phoenix True Fire, he was unable to break out of Jiuyou, so he After retreating into the depths, he went through great changes. Jiuyou secluded himself, and there was no trace of Tiansha Taoist in the world anymore. It was rumored that he died at the end of his life.

Until tens of thousands of years ago, descendants of the Heavenly Killer appeared in the world holding the sword of the underworld. They did not establish a sect, did not follow the family, and took killing as their way. They repeatedly caused great catastrophes and disturbed the world. The most famous one was the seven who died at the hands of the demon Buddha. Kill the Taoist.

Even as proud as Su Wuming, he once said that if you learn swordsmanship in the world, if you can't see the grace of the two swords of Human Emperor and Minghai, it will be the same as the complete book of Seven Swords of Jie Tian!

The little Taoist priest from the Qing Yuan Dynasty stepped forward again, paying attention to the stone walls on both sides from time to time to see if there were ancient seal characters engraved on them.

"It's a pity that Jie Tian is incomplete. He only observes three postures and fails to do all the work, Tao Zun."

The words after Dao Zun disappeared inexplicably, as if the existence itself had been erased, and no trace remained at all. Things related to Dao Zun are taboos between heaven and earth, and no words can carry the secrets about Dao Zun.

The little Taoist priest from the Qing Yuan Dynasty had a somewhat dignified look on his face. Emperor Zhenwu was the Black Emperor among the Five Emperors of the Five Directions, the Patriarch of Nine Heavens Dang Demon, a powerful person in the realm of creation. He was born in ancient times and was originally the son of a Taoist Lord. He The things about the Tao Master mentioned must involve a lot of secrets, but it is a pity that we have no chance to see him.

The little Taoist Priest Qingyuan sighed, slowly exhaled, and blew away the black fog that filled the steps. These fogs can erase people's memories, make people forget their identity, and turn into a living dead existence. Before The dissipation of the minds of those living dead is probably also related to these black fogs.

The little Taoist priest from the Qing Yuan Dynasty didn't look like he was exploring a tomb. He didn't look nervous at all. He walked slowly along the steps. When he reached the bottom, he saw a tomb at the bottom. There was also an underground palace tomb hidden inside. Is there a tomb in the tomb?

The little Taoist priest from the Qing Yuan Dynasty looked closely and saw four ancient seal characters written on the front of this tomb.

"The Tomb of Zhenwu."

The young Taoist priest from Qingyuan looked at the tombstone, narrowed his eyebrows slightly, and said to himself with a bit of a smile.

"These four characters were actually written by Emperor Zhenwu himself. Writing a tombstone for himself is an experience that ordinary people have never had. It's really interesting!"

The little Taoist priest from Qingyuan walked to the inner tomb and stretched out his hand to push open the tomb door. Silently, the tomb door opened, revealing a corridor paved with blue bricks. There were nine simple copper lamps on both sides, without flowers or patterns, burning quietly, driving away the darkness in the corridor and illuminating a corner. Light and shadow are intertwined, slightly dim.

The tomb inside is not too big. After passing through this corridor, the young Taoist priest from the Qingyuan Dynasty saw the main tomb chamber. If it were a normal mausoleum, the owner's coffin should be placed inside.

There are many illusions outside the main tomb chamber, divided into eight grids, each with its own unique appearance, as if projected from the outside world. They have the scorching sun, the bright moon, the bright stars, and the vast blue sky...

"The sun, moon and stars, heaven, earth and people, yin and yang..."

The little Taoist priest from Qingyuan looked at the layout outside the main tomb, and with a slight movement in his heart, he looked at the top of the main tomb. It was dark and dark, with nothing in it, but it enveloped everything.

"Nine is a number, it should be used for suppression, and it should be nothing in the end!"

"It stands to reason that the innermost part should be the coffin! I wonder what is hidden inside?"

The little Taoist priest of the Qing Yuan Dynasty knew that Emperor Zhenwu was not buried here. Emperor Zhenwu had long entered the origin of life and death. There was no life and death there, which symbolized the avenue of life and death. The underworld flowed out from the origin of life and death, and finally returned to the origin of life and death. Emperor Zhenwu placed his hope in From it, you can understand life and death and achieve the realm of the other side.

The little Taoist Priest Qingyuan stepped into the illusion. The illusion was intangible and could not affect his mind at all, and he kept approaching the coffin.

Suddenly, a purple electric light flew over, like twitching or beating, the air was exploded by this blow, making a deafening roar, full of fierceness, invincible, Huangfu Tao appeared again, stopped the little Taoist priest Qingyuan the way forward.

The spear fell, and wisps of electric light emerged from the void, dimming all the illusions at once. The ground was scorched black at first, and then turned into powder, and emerged as a forest of thunder. This time Huangfu Tao took action with all his strength, and the power of the exterior master was clearly demonstrated. , the black hair is floating, the wild robe is dancing, the hunting thunder is roaring, the sound is terrifying, and the atmosphere is myriad, like the arrival of the thunder god, majestic and upright.

At the same time, the Yin Fire spreads, Huang Gang attacks, the moonlight shines, shadows shuttle, from all directions, thirteen or four living dead are running towards each other, using their own methods, the stars are flying, the Yin Qi is dense, the situation is suddenly extremely dangerous.

These living dead take action together. Even the location master who is ranked on the ground list has to be in a hurry to deal with the difficulties. If he is not careful, he will fall into the depths of the mausoleum and become one of the living dead. He will forget the past, forget himself, and become The walking dead, driven by the existence in the dark, have no freedom and no escape.

Unfortunately, what they faced was none other than the little Taoist priest of Qingyuan, a land immortal in the Dharmakaya realm. In this era when immortals and gods do not appear and disappear, he is a symbol of invincibility and no one can beat him.

The little Taoist priest from Qingyuan showed his sharpness for the first time. His handsome and delicate face was extremely cold, and a cold light shone in his eyes. He raised the two fingers of his right hand together, used the fingers as a sword, and swung forward, slashing out the sharpest sword in the world. of edge.

The Qi movement was involved, and the little Taoist priest from the Qingyuan Dynasty commanded. The sword light was condensed, the sword energy was pure, and it was vast. Outside the entire main tomb chamber, the light suddenly brightened. The sword energy was vertical and horizontal, shining through thousands of miles of clouds. The sky and the earth were overwhelmed by it. The moon falls with it, and the sword light is pure, selfless and without form, penetrating the heaven and earth, and cutting through the principles of law.

The sword light was bright and dazzling, and the whole tomb was filled with white light. It was a vast expanse with no visible objects. Only the screams could be heard. Corpses were strewn on the ground, full of broken limbs and arms. It was bloody and messy, and it was eerie and terrifying.

All the living dead were completely dead, with expressions of pain and relief on their faces. Their eyes were wide open, gray and white, and extremely turbid. The original black and white colors could not be seen, like corpses that had been dead for many years.

Qingyuan flicked his fingers and flew out a flame, burning all the corpses into ashes. Then he walked towards the door of the main tomb. Looking at the dark stone door, he took a deep breath, feeling like he was witnessing history and looking back to ancient times. He exerted force with his right hand, and the stone door slowly opened with a heavy creaking sound, revealing the scene inside the tomb little by little.

Nine copper-colored dragons spread from all directions to the center, surrounding a coffin, an ordinary black coffin. Each copper-colored dragon is lifelike, with the breath of a real dragon emanating from it. It seems that they have all the characteristics of a real dragon, including the mysterious and mysterious real dragon apertures.

"Yuan Bronze becomes a spirit and transforms into a dragon!"

The little Taoist priest from the Qing Yuan Dynasty did not stop at these Yuan Bronze Dragon Spirits. He turned his eyes and stopped at a figure standing in front of the coffin.

This figure was tall and gave people a majestic feeling. The muscles were coiled, the armor was bulging, and the long hair was dancing wildly, accompanied by an electric light. On the armor, every black scale gives people an unusually heavy feeling, as if they are all mountains and stars.

"Thor?!"

The little Taoist Priest Qingyuan frowned and said in surprise.

"It's a pity that it's just an afterimage transformed by the breath, which has survived to the present with the help of the mausoleum's hidden secrets and suppressive arrangements."

The back of the God of Thunder is illusory and has no sense of substance. Perhaps after the disappearance of the Emperor Zhenwu, as a close friend who joined forces to suppress Jiuyou and subjugate demons, the God of Thunder once searched for the whereabouts of the Emperor Zhenwu and found this place.

"It's just that the God of Thunder is also a powerful person in ancient times. Although he is not as good as Emperor Zhenwu, he is still different. He has perfect control over his own breath. This breath should not be leaked. What did he discover or see to make his mind agitated? Unable to control the Qi movement in the body, the breath leaked out and still remains today?!"

The little Taoist priest Qingyuan slowly approached, wanting to go to the front of the Thunder God to see if there was any news left. Before he could get close, the figure of the God of Thunder gradually became blurred and disappeared on the spot. Only thunder marks remained on the opposite wall. These many thunder marks have no sense of agility, nor the majesty of thunder. They are deep and dark, as if they lead to a bottomless abyss.

As the Thunder God's aura dissipated, the Yuan Bronze Dragon Spirit lost its vitality and became a dead thing again. On the surrounding walls, except for the side damaged by thunder marks, there are paintings on each side. Some are of an old man in Taoist attire lying on nine layers of clouds with a sword spreading the heaven and earth. Some are of an emperor in Gongpao holding a tantalized snake and sitting on a black turtle, shouting in front and behind. There were two figures fighting in the void, and stars like the sun fell one after another around them. They are all paintings of images, without any real meaning. Painted here, they may be narrating the life of Emperor Zhenwu.

The little Taoist Priest of Qingyuan ignored these scrolls and took the time to cast his gaze on the black coffin surrounded by dragons. This coffin is very ordinary, with a slight air of death, but in the tomb of Emperor Zhenwu, it looks abnormal when set off by other extraordinary things.

The little Taoist priest from the Qing Yuan Dynasty looked slightly at the two lines of seal characters engraved on the coffin lid.

"Cut away any evil thoughts and die, and bury me here for the rest of my life."

The young Taoist priest from the Qing Yuan Dynasty was bold and fearless. He crossed a copper dragon spirit and walked to the front of the coffin, ready to push the coffin directly to find out what was going on.

This coffin looks ordinary, but it is isolated from all spiritual prying eyes. Even the little Taoist priest from the Qingyuan Dynasty who is in the Dharmakaya realm at this time cannot sense the situation inside. It is like facing a deep and heavy cliff. He reaches out and puts his hand on the coffin lid. Pick out the gap below. The coffin lid was extremely heavy, enough to crush a half-step exterior warrior. With a little more strength, a harsh friction sound was heard. The lid was completely lifted and fell to the ground. The earth shook like an earth dragon turning over.

The base is red, empty and intact. There is no body of Emperor Zhenwu in the coffin!

"It's really disappointing. After building the mausoleum, we suddenly changed our minds and didn't bury our lives here!"

There was a bit of contempt on the face of the little Taoist priest from Qingyuan, obviously he was dissatisfied with Emperor Zhenwu's pretentiousness. He finally went on an adventure, but came back empty-handed, which really made him frustrated and unhappy.

"Forget it, it's boring, let's leave. My cute little nephew and others are coming soon. The things here are of some value to them!"