The night was hazy.
It was quiet in the courtyard of the ancient temple.
The bright full moon is reflected in the sparkling water of the ancient well.
Not long after, a monk was reflected in the water. He looked young, in his twenties, with handsome features, and his eyes were clearer than well water.
Su Zimo looked at himself in the water and smiled slightly.
"Ming Xin, Ming Xin... Do you want me to understand my heart and see my true nature, directly to my true heart?"
Su Zimo murmured softly.
At this time, the old monk disappeared without a trace, and Mingzhen had also fallen asleep.
There were frogs chirping and cicadas chirping in his ears. The little fox lay beside the well, sleeping sweetly and soundly. Su Zimo suddenly felt that there was an incomparable peace and tranquility in his heart.
At the bottom of this isolated Dragon Burial Valley, Su Zimo's state of mind received an unprecedented baptism.
He has been fighting for eight years.
Now, I finally stopped.
This is more like a kind of precipitation, a kind of return to nature.
Looking at the full moon above his head, Su Zimo couldn't help but recall that night eight years ago.
Dieyue was wearing a blood-red robe, standing under the falling peach blossoms, bathing in the moonlight, and asked softly: "Do you want to practice?"
For eight years, Su Zimo has been practicing the Great Wilderness Demon King's Secret Code every night.
But now, with the inner elixir shattered and the lack of sufficient energy supply, the Great Wilderness Demon King's Secret Code had to come to a standstill, and Su Zimo was really not used to it.
I just feel empty in my heart.
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in Su Zimo's ears, full of banter.
"Little doll, are you thinking about how to repair the inner elixir? Gah gah gah!"
Su Zimo was shocked.
This voice appeared without warning and was extremely unfamiliar. It was not the voice of the old monk and the little novice monk Mingzhen at all!
Su Zimo subconsciously looked at the little fox aside.
The little fox was still sleeping soundly and obviously didn't hear the sound!
Only he could hear this sudden sound!
Su Zimo looked solemnly and looked around, ready to remind the old monk and the young novice at any time.
"Quack, quack, little baby, stop looking for me, you can't see me!"
The voice sounded again, erratic and difficult to identify, as if it was hiding in a corner and laughing at Su Zimo.
This time, Su Zimo calmed down and sneered secretly.
This person is hiding in the dark and pretending to be a ghost. As long as he ignores it, this person will definitely be the first to be unable to bear it.
"Little baby, I have a way to help you repair your inner elixir. If you want to know, come to the backyard of this hall!"
As expected, the owner of the voice revealed his intention.
"The backyard of the main hall?"
Su Zimo frowned slightly.
Before that, there were occasional sounds of heavy chains in the backyard of the hall, as if something was trapped there, and it was quite irritable.
"strangeness."
A flash of confusion flashed across Su Zimo's eyes, and he thought to himself: "Master once said that there are obviously only two people in this ancient temple, him and Ming Zhen, but this person in the backyard..."
Su Zimo's expression changed, and he suddenly thought of a possibility.
This being in the backyard is probably not a human, but a ghost!
Just like the woman in white shirt he met outside the ancient temple.
That's why the old monk said that he and Mingzhen were the only two people in this ancient temple.
Because this being in the backyard is not a human at all!
To be able to make Ming Zhen so afraid and the old monk so fearful without even mentioning a single word, this evil ghost's background is probably not small, and his methods are definitely not weak!
"Do you want to repair the inner elixir? Mother-in-law, come to the backyard and see me!" Li Gui's voice sounded again, seeming a little impatient.
Of course Su Zimo wanted to repair the inner elixir.
But he really couldn't trust a fierce ghost.
What's more, Ming Zhen had repeatedly warned him not to go to the backyard of the main hall.
"You little kid, you are as timid as a mouse. How can I hurt you?"
"Look at your potential, it's far different from what I used to do back then. It's simply incomparable! Back then, I was not afraid of the sky or the earth. I dominated the world, and no one dared to stop me!"
"Little doll, are you coming or not?"
Li Gui's tone became weaker and weaker.
Su Zimo closed his eyes and rested his mind, remaining unmoved.
After a moment of silence, Li Gui suddenly said: "Do you want to know what the bloody-robed woman did when she came here eight years ago? Hehe, I saw it right before my eyes!"
Su Zimo's heart moved and he opened his eyes.
The blood-robed woman mentioned by the fierce ghost was obviously Die Yue.
As if aware of Su Zimo's mood swings, Li Gui said proudly: "If you want to know, come to the backyard of the main hall, I will be waiting for you there, quack quack."
Su Zimo clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and finally couldn't hold it back any longer. He stood up and walked toward the back of the hall.
He didn't want to miss any news about Dieyue.
Whether true or false.
After turning around the quaint Grand Palace, Su Zimo came to the backyard and stopped.
Su Zimo looked around subconsciously, and couldn't help but open his mouth slightly, with deep shock in his eyes.
In the backyard of the main hall, there is an extremely majestic forest of cemetery steles, and you can't see the edge!
Tall tombstones were erected, with clear handwriting engraved on them.
"The Tomb of Lord Tenichiichi of Hokkeji Temple."
"The Tomb of Fuyan Daojun in Daming Temple."
"The Tomb of Yuzawa Dagoneng in Fahua Temple."
"The Tomb of Xuyun Da Neng in Daming Temple."
"General of the Empire, Han Fei's tomb!"
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At a glance, there are densely packed tombstones standing on top of the tomb.
This forest of steles in the cemetery is filled with an inexplicable sadness.
Those buried here were at least Dharma Prime Dao Lords, and Su Zimo even saw many tombstones of powerful combinations!
"Um?"
Su Zimo's eyes narrowed and fell on another tombstone.
"The Tomb of Patriarch Hongguang of Daming Temple!"
The tomb of the Mahayana ancestor!
Mahayana Patriarch, he is almost the pinnacle powerhouse on the Tianhuang Continent.
Unexpectedly, he was buried in this cemetery.
As Su Zimo sighed, his eyes subconsciously fell on the center of the cemetery.
There is only an inconspicuous grave mound there. If you don't pay attention, you will only think it is a slightly raised mound.
But this little bumpkin seemed to look down upon the entire cemetery!
There are no other tombstones within a hundred meters around it, only this small dirt bag!
Above the tomb, there is a wooden board standing crookedly.
There were only two words written on the wooden board.
King of France!
These two words seem to have a mysterious power.
Su Zimo's expression changed drastically. He felt tightness in his chest and took a few steps back uncontrollably!
Tomb of the Emperor!
In Su Zimo's mind, there was a sentence that kept echoing, getting louder and louder.
Thousands of years ago, there was an emperor bleeding under this rift valley. The ancestor fell and the dragon was buried. It was a very ominous place!
All of this is true!
The catastrophe ten thousand years ago was so tragic that an emperor fell here!
"Boom, bang, bang!"
There was a heavy sound of chains.
Behind countless tombstones and graves, under the dim moonlight, a tall figure slowly stood up from the ground, with such momentum that it seemed to break a hole in the sky above his head!