The old man took Qin Ming into the deepest hall group of the Shura Palace. This is the place where the master of the palace retreats. Although there are no guards, not even a guardian beast, it is a forbidden place that everyone in the Shura Palace is in awe of. ! Not to mention ordinary disciples, even the supreme elders and the captain of Shura Blood Shadow are not allowed to enter here. They are not allowed to enter under any circumstances.
In the hearts of many people, there seems to be a deeper secret sealed here.
What many people don’t know is that the palace master is not allowed to get close!
Qin Ming can be said to be the first outsider to enter here in decades.
Along the way, the old man didn't say a word. He walked silently in front of him with his slightly rickety body. He stood on a seemingly ordinary stone slab. Dots of stray light bloomed under his feet. The dark stone slab revealed blood lines and outlined a mysterious scene. runes, the entire palace group was shaking slightly at this moment, making a dull friction sound. The old man raised his hand and waved, and the palaces, courtyards, streams, woods, etc. in front of him began to rumble and change positions.
After a while, the appearance of the palaces within a radius of five kilometers completely changed. Even the layers below were twisting and changing, as if many seals had been lifted.
A pond rose as a whole, and a violent whirlpool appeared. The thick black air surged and seemed to be bottomless.
"Let's go." Old Shura stepped into the whirlpool and was submerged in the black mist.
Qin Ming looked at the chaotic palace courtyard around him and jumped in.
The black fog in the pond quickly gathered and sank into the whirlpool black hole. The pond also sank again. The surrounding scenery moved one after another and soon returned to its original appearance, as if nothing had happened.
The scope of the black hole was larger and deeper than Qin Ming expected. It was dark, cold, and silent, as if he had broken into some kind of alien space.
Qin Ming didn't know how long it had been sinking, let alone where it had floated. He seemed to have lost his sense of direction. It wasn't until patches of blue fire appeared around him that his feet finally touched the solid ground.
This is a dark and huge underground space, quiet and cold, with general surroundings, mysterious and unpredictable.
The old man stood by the altar with his hands behind his hands, looking up at the towering altar.
Qin Ming walked over strangely and glanced at the old man. His heart trembled at the sight. The old man's old face looked so weird and terrifying under the reflection of the dim light, and his two eyes turned completely into ghosts. Blue, flickering brightly and dimly.
Qin Ming opened his mouth and wanted to call out a few times, but he didn't know what to say. He slowly raised his head and looked at the altar. His already trembling heart tightened again and his eyes swayed.
That's... that's...
how…
Qin Ming felt cold all over, his eyes were in a daze, and he stared at the two sarcophagi on the altar.
There is a person sleeping in a sarcophagus!
There is a soul floating in a sarcophagus!
In a daze, Qin Ming suddenly thought of the distant Qingyun Sect. There were two sarcophagi buried under that solitary tomb, with a corpse and a soul inside!
Looking at the blue flowers blooming silently in all directions, he thought of another name, Ninth Soul Burial Sunflower! Those beautiful orchids that bloom in spring, summer, autumn and winter in my childhood memories!
The scene when Qingyun Sect appeared appeared in his mind again.
When Shura unsheathed, the demon soldiers roared, and the nine-degree soul-burial sunflower burned with cold underworld fire.
The sky and the earth were dark, and everything was silent, as if time and space had reversed and fallen into hell.
That hill turned into a giant tomb, with chains wrapped around it, connecting the hill and the earth, entwining the silent sarcophagus.
"I am already dead." The old man said quietly as he looked at the sarcophagus on the altar. In this strange and quiet environment, it was so abrupt and gloomy that Qin Ming couldn't help but feel his scalp numb.
"Old man, I... I have seen two sarcophagi like this under the Qingyun Sect's warehouse." Qin Ming secretly settled his soul. He had many questions in his heart. Before he came, he always thought about how to ask the old man, but at this moment he was even more confused. .
"I'm already dead." The old man whispered again, his voice indescribably weird, soaked in the coldness of a corpse.
"In there... is that you?"
"it's me."
"Then..." Qin Ming opened his mouth, but he really didn't know what to say. The old man is dead? Is the old man buried in the sarcophagus? No wonder Donghuang Haoyuan was so frightened, he must have seen the appearance of the corpse clearly from the sarcophagus! I feel deeply that there are huge secrets buried there. Once discovered by outsiders, it will definitely cause an uproar!
"In ancient times, there was a lineage of Taiyin Saint Emperors. They were born in the Netherworld, were burdened with killings, stole souls and lived, were buried in the Netherworld, returned to the spirit and disintegrated, and transcended reincarnation. They were also called Netherworld Taiyin." The old man's voice was hoarse and low, and he had a strange aura. Feeling of emptiness.
Qin Ming frowned and listened intently to the old man's vague and hollow whispers, as if he couldn't understand the meaning of the words even if he didn't listen hard or carefully.
"The Shura Sword is a highly regarded demon weapon in the world, but it is actually a holy weapon from the underworld!"
"I came from the Land of the Dead in the Desolate Sea Abyss and brought out the Netherworld Sacred Artifact!"
"I walk on the edge of life and death. I have walked for two thousand years and buried the bones of ten generations."
"I have killed hundreds of millions of creatures in my ten lives, and sealed all the souls under my control. I want to condense the Holy Embryo of Taiyin and achieve immortality in the underworld!"
While the old man was speaking, the dark scene around him was churning and changing, showing ten whirlpools, spinning violently, as if they were close in front of him, and at the end of darkness. The light flickers, the vortex expands, and spins into different pictures.
Qin Ming glanced towards the left front at a glance. What appeared there was a quiet hill with a simple warehouse on it. The hill looked so small among the dense mountains and forests around it, but it quickly became transparent, and hundreds of people were coiled inside. Thousands of chains were connected in a strange way. Although the sky and the earth were bright, it seemed particularly lonely and cold. Those chains glowed with light, one end was rooted in the earth, and the other end connected the two sarcophagi.
Qin Ming recognized it, that was the Qingyun Sect! The hill is the warehouse where he lived as a boy!
The whirlpool next to it showed a cold and dark swamp, entangled with miasma and filled with death. The swamp gradually became transparent. The pit of death was also covered with dense chains, guarding the two sarcophagi. The sarcophagi are separated, with the bones buried in one and the soul floating in the other.
Farther away, there is a dark abyss under the sea, silent, cold, and lifeless. In a giant crisscross trench, countless white bones are piled up. They are as thick as giant mountains, pale and cold. As the white bones gradually became transparent, the scene of chains and sarcophagi appeared in the depths. The bones were buried in the same sarcophagus, and the soul was sleeping in the same sarcophagus.
What appeared in the whirlpool behind Qin Ming was a prosperous ancient city, bustling with activity and crowded with people. But underneath the entire ancient city, there turned out to be a vast and chaotic restricted area with chains. The entire ancient city was like a giant tomb, with two sarcophagi buried there. .
The outlines of the bones vary, and the strength of the ghosts varies, but they are all buried in separate coffins and buried deep underground!
Qin Ming turned around slowly, his swaying eyes seeing ten whirlpools of different sizes and ten different pictures. The old man's whispers echoed in his ears for a long time, and a turbulent wave arose in his heart.
After two thousand years, the bones of ten generations have been buried
Killing hundreds of millions of living beings in order to condense the Holy Embryo of Taiyin and achieve immortality
Qin Ming's eyes swayed, and he was extremely shocked.
Reincarnated ten times and died ten times
Wandering on the edge of life and death, burying your own bones with your own hands
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