"Brother-in-law, the look in his eyes just now seemed abnormal." Tong Yan waved his hand in front of Qin Ming, winking and laughing: "Do you have a little 'qing ren'?"
Qin Ming was quite helpless: "There is a light in your body, but your heart is burning? Don't talk about women."
"We are all adults, what can we talk about if we don't talk about women? I'm here to teach you. If you have nothing to do, come with me and my sister for some dirty jokes to lighten the mood. Look, your life is dry, tasteless and romantic. I feel sorry for my sister."
Qin Ming was too lazy to pay attention to him: "Don't go to Yaoshan to make trouble."
"Is there anyone there?"
"That is the treasured land of Qingyun Sect. Ordinary people cannot enter."
"Am I an ordinary person? My brother-in-law is Qin Ming!"
"I accept you, okay? Don't get me into trouble."
The more Qin Ming behaves like this, the more curious Tong Yan becomes: "Just tell me who lives there."
"There is a disciple who lives in Yaoshan and an acquaintance."
"What acquaintance, male or female?"
"female."
"Sister?"
"Why are you so meticulous?"
"I'm asking for my sister. Didn't you notice that my sister's eyes have changed?"
"Do I have one?" Tong Xin didn't hesitate to ignore him.
"Senior sister! It must be senior sister!"
"Why are you so sure?" Tong Xin stood in front of the grave, wondering about the orchids swaying on the grave.
"It goes without saying that when you are young and restless, who doesn't have a senior sister in your heart?"
"Why not Junior Sister."
"My brother-in-law was only fourteen or fifteen years old at that time, and my junior sister must not be twelve or thirteen years old. She has no breasts, no butt, and no development. Generally speaking, when you are young and ignorant like fifteen, you will definitely like to be older. How old are you? It’s normal to have a senior sister in your heart.”
"Really?" Tong Xin looked back at Qin Ming, her eyes a little meaningful.
Qin Ming couldn't laugh or cry: "I was suffering at that time. What was I thinking about?"
"Suffering can't hinder your normal development. Brother-in-law, don't be shy. It's normal to have a little crush on you when you're young. There's nothing to be embarrassed about. Tell me, your beautiful senior sister was cold to you back then. Do you still look down on you? When you come back this time, you can show off your power in front of her, so that those who once looked down on you can't reach them." Tong Yan suddenly lay down next to Qin Ming, and murmured with a wicked smile: "If she throws herself into your arms. Hug, you can also play conquest or something, just think of it as fulfilling your dream back then."
"Your sister is here!!"
"Then take advantage of my sister's absence, you're stupid."
"Is that your sister??"
"You are my brother-in-law."
"You two, pay attention, I can hear you!" Tong Xin shook her head helplessly: "I seem to have seen this kind of flower somewhere."
Qin Mingdao: "The mountains are full of orchids."
"Like an orchid, but not an orchid." Qin Ming looked back at Qin Ming: "Whose family has orchids planted on their graves?"
"Maybe it has a special meaning?"
Tong Yan came over and said, "What could it be if it wasn't an orchid?"
Tong Xin hesitated for a while and asked Qin Ming: "Can I burn a few flowers?"
"My dear sister, you are of the fifth level of the Holy Martial Arts, and you are of the Ziyan bloodline. This tomb will be destroyed if you set fire to it."
"Any questions?" Qin Ming also came over.
Tong Xin pulled out a simple ancient scroll from the space ring. It was eighteen layers thick, more than half a meter long, and very heavy. Each layer of animal skin is filled with a unique spiritual mist, ensuring the integrity of the skin scroll and the long-lasting writing. She turned to the ninth floor, and as soon as she opened it, a blinding light bloomed, floating like fireworks.
Tong Xin likes to study history books and always carries some with her in her space ring. "There is a flower that is very similar to an orchid, but it is not the same plant at all. It is called the Nine-Degree Soul-Burying Sunflower!"
Qin Ming and Tong Yan both followed Tong Xin's jade finger and landed on an illustration. It was a fresh little flower, lifelike, as if real flowers were growing on it. It looks very similar to an orchid, but the stamens are not bright yellow, but faint blue. What a beautiful flower, because the blue stamens are a bit more eerie.
There are two lines of words written next to the illustration - Nine times the soul is buried, once the soul returns!
Tong Xin said: "This kind of flower exists in legends and has not appeared again for more than 100,000 years. They have a mysterious function, summoning souls, calming souls, and then creating souls!"
"Why do I sound so mysterious?"
"What does creating a soul mean? Reshaping the soul?" Tong Yan was stunned. He almost died that year because his soul was absorbed by the ancient bronze lamp. Once the soul is destroyed, the person is basically dead.
"This flower only has these two lines of records, nothing else." Tong Xin shook her head and pointed at the patches of orchids on her plate: "Don't you think they look alike?"
Qin Ming's brows slowly wrinkled, creating a soul? Create souls for corpses in graves
"Can I burn a few to try?" Tong Xin asked Qin Ming for his opinion. After all, this tomb has extraordinary significance to him.
"Burn it if you want." Tong Yan opened his mouth and spat out purple flames, which landed on the grave. The purple flames spread out and submerged the entire tomb of orchids.
Just as Qin Ming was about to stop him, the temperature of the purple flame was so high that even stones, let alone earthen tombs, could be melted. But as soon as the purple flame landed, it slowly extinguished, leaving nothing behind, all absorbed by the orchid!
"Ho! It's really weird!" Tong Yan's chest and abdomen were churning, and he spat out purple flames again. This time, more energy was mixed in, and it was also mixed with the ghostly fire of the ancient bronze lamp. The high temperature was ten times and a hundred times more terrifying than magma! However, after the purple flames enveloped the lonely tomb, it did not cause any harm to it. The orchid swayed lightly, blooming with a faint light, absorbing all the purple flames.
When all the purple flames dissipated, the stamens of all the orchids showed a faint blue color, but soon faded away, between the faint blue and the bright yellow, subtly transforming back and forth. If you don't look carefully, you can really see it. If you don't go out, you won't notice.
"It's really the Nine Soul Burial Sunflower!" Tong Xin was just a little skeptical, but she didn't expect it to be true, and her face immediately became solemn: "This kind of flower is also called the Yin Yang Flower and the Death Flower. It can only be found in the Nine Yin Extremely Evil Places. Growing and blooming, why are they here... There are still so many... "
Qin Ming couldn't believe that this tomb had been guarded for eight years, but it still had such a secret! Jiuyin is extremely evil? I don't feel like there's anything sinister about this warehouse.
"Brother-in-law, there is probably a big secret in this tomb. Do you want to dig it open and take a look?" Tong Yan was excited. Dozens or hundreds of dead flowers that became extinct more than 100,000 years ago are still blooming. There will be burials in it. What kind of secret is it holding? There will definitely be a big treasure.
"The secret here is definitely not small." Tong Xin also looked at Qin Ming.
Qin Ming thought about it and shook his head: "This is the place guarded by the old man, and the secrets inside are also his secrets. Even if the tomb needs to be opened, he will do it himself."
Tong Yan urged: "Let's just open it and take a look, and then bury it quietly. God will not notice it."
Qin Ming shook his head firmly: "With the old man's strength, this tomb may not be so easy to open."
However, the three of them still gathered their spiritual consciousness to explore the solitary grave. Sure enough, it looked normal inside, except that there was a wooden coffin with white bones buried in it. I didn't see any spiritual power flowing, nor did I see any soul power occupying it. It was very ordinary. But an ordinary solitary grave does not need the Nine Degrees Burying Soul Kui? This must be some kind of disguise to isolate it from outsiders' exploration.
"Brother-in-law, tell us about your old man?" Tong Yan became even more curious.
"In the future, maybe we'll see you someday."
"Qin Ming?" Two familiar faces appeared outside the warehouse door and knocked on the iron door, a little expectant and a little nervous.
"Ding Dian, Han Qianye! Come on, come on." Qin Ming greeted warmly with a smile on his face.
Ding Dian and Han Qianye were just worried that Qin Ming would look down on them, but they didn't expect to be so enthusiastic. They both smiled heartily and walked in quickly with two jars of wine.
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