Mo Dao's man's heart is like iron, if you don't see the red leaves all over the river, it's full of blood in Liren's eyes.
Ye Que didn't shed tears. Although this trip was destined to be dangerous, he didn't feel that he couldn't return. What should be said has been said last night, and the person who should be seen has also been seen last night, so there is no parting this morning.
Ye Que didn't accept anything from the Qian family siblings except a sachet. To win treasures in the imperial mausoleum of the dragon veins, the golden python Tianyuan in the spiritual sea, and the thirteen swords of spring and autumn in the heart gate are enough.
Facing the bleakness of early autumn, Ye Que left Luoyang City with his hands behind his back in the clear morning light.
Longmai Mausoleum is located in the northwest of Luoyang, hidden in the depths of towering mountains. It is said that the snow does not melt in winter, the rain and fog in summer are thick, the forest is dense, and there are fierce beasts.
Holding the precise map handed down from the palace, Ye Que walked for three days and finally arrived at the place marked with red hearts.
The entrance of the Longmai Imperial Mausoleum, a line of gorge.
In the middle of an endless high mountain, a long and narrow road cut the high mountain in half like a sword, forming this line of canyon.
At the entrance of the canyon stands a stone tablet with a height of three lengths. On the inscription are engraved with eight big characters, "The imperial mausoleum is the most important place, and those who enter will die!"
Walking all the way from Luoyang City, although autumn colors have already been seen, the temperature is still warm, until here, the temperature drops sharply.
Standing at the mouth of the valley and looking out, a cold wind blows in front of you, the grass under your feet is still dark green, but the grass in the valley is already brown and yellow, and the difference of one step seems to be two worlds.
"Does the person who enters die?"
"Then let me see what this worldly Jedi looks like. Can it be compared to that fairyland death place?" Ye Que murmured to himself, stepped across the boundary between yellow and green, and entered This line of gorge.
The spiritual sea in the body froze slightly.
The golden python formed by Tianyuan wandered in the sky, with a flick of its tail, the spirit sea returned to calm.
"Array!"
"I should have passed through the edge of a large formation just now, but I didn't realize that there is a formation here at all!" Ye Que's face finally became serious. As expected of the place where Hezu was born, there is indeed something extraordinary about it.
"This formation should be used to limit the realm. No wonder the information said that those who enter the Dragon Vein Imperial Tomb must be practitioners, and the realm needs to be between the psychic realm and the starlight realm, no more, no less. Ordinary people will die if they enter. Those who enter the advanced realm will also die!"
Walking slowly in the long and narrow valley road, the air exhaled from his mouth quickly condensed into fog and frost. There are not many vines and grasses on the canyon wall, and the leaves of the vines have long since fallen, leaving only a few dry yellow branches dancing in the wind.
His vision gradually became dark, and when he looked up, he could only see the sky like a white belt.
There is the cold wind whistling through the valley in my ears, and the sour and musty smell that is getting more and more humid at the tip of my nose.
With a movement of his divine sense, a small sword exuding blue light drilled directly from the heart door, floating in mid-air. What Ye Que summoned was the fourth sword among the thirteen swords. Strong, and there is no torch at the moment, just right for it.
Ye Que's divine sense can replace the sense of touch, but it can't replace the eyes. The bright light is still needed.
After the dog lit up, before he took two steps, dark red blood droplets appeared on the canyon wall in front of him. He took a few steps forward and wiped it with his finger, and it turned out to be blood from the past few days.
"It seems that someone has already been here." Ye Que thought.
Already someone
In fact, Ye Que still underestimated the actions of those sect forces. Someone has already come here. Seriously, Ye Que is probably the last person to come here, the latest to pass through the first-line gorge. Other sects The young geniuses from the psychic realm and the starry realm have arrived almost a few days in advance.
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Another gust of cold wind blew by, and Ye Que raised his brows suddenly. The blade of the spirit sword hound, which was floating in the air, straightened suddenly. out.
An ear-piercing whine came from about five meters in front, and the blue hound dog shook out several sword flowers. The whine stopped abruptly, and a light gray fluorescent light suddenly appeared in the air.
"Shadow?"
"I haven't really entered this Dragon Vein Imperial Mausoleum, but I have encountered a ghost!" Ye Que looked at the light gray fluorescent light that was gradually dissipating not far away and said to himself, no wonder the requirement must be a practitioner, let alone a mortal. Ling broke through the dragon's veins, and I am afraid that even this small first-line gorge will not be able to get out.
Ghosts are spirit bodies that cannot enter reincarnation after death. Since this is the imperial tomb of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, Ye Que guessed that most of them were the people who died tragically when the tomb was built. One can imagine that the imperial mausoleum must be quite magnificent.
For half an hour, Ye Que was attacked by no less than a hundred ghosts, and finally walked out of the first-line gorge. During the period, he did not see any practitioners or corpses except for scattered bloodstains.
If you think about it carefully, those who dare to come here must be the best in the sect. As long as they are not too reckless, the little ghost can't do anything to everyone. The biggest use of this ghost is probably to stop the progress of ordinary people.
Walking out of the Yixian Gorge, the line of sight instantly becomes wider, and the dark and damp smell disappears. Looking up, you can see the blue sky, and looking down, you can see the endless forest.
Maybe it's getting darker, or maybe it's because the trees are gradually withering, the forest in front of me looks a little dark red.
What is dark is the sky.
The red one is Fenglin.
It's been three days of walking, and Ye Que didn't rush into the Longmai Imperial Mausoleum just now.
The artifact has not yet been born, and he is not in a hurry. Going fast is not necessarily a good thing, and walking slowly is not necessarily a bad thing.
Slightly away from the mouth of the valley, Ye Que walked hundreds of meters to the side, and then found a sheltered mountain, and planned to rest here for a night. Countless blood lessons taught Ye Que that no matter when and where, it is best to walk late at night. It is several times more dangerous than in the daytime.
The shroud of night and darkness will imperceptibly arouse the desires deep in the hearts of people or demons.
Bloodthirsty, violence, darkness and killing often happen in the dark of night.
After a simple inspection of hundreds of meters around, Ye Que didn't find anything unusual, and finally let him find a few sweet potatoes.
The sky in the mountain was getting dark very quickly, it was still dark just now, and soon it was completely dark.
A bonfire had already been lit in front of Ye Que in advance, using the nearby maple wood. There was no wind at night in the depression, sitting cross-legged beside the fire, watching the red flames gently shaking the waist and making a slight crackling sound.
Ye Que picked up a branch and fiddled with the two sweet potatoes in the fire, thinking about the last words left to him by the old housekeeper of the general's mansion, "Tell Ye, He Zuo."
"The death of the old housekeeper is undoubtedly related to the demons. Gu poison has already explained the problem. Then how did Ye Zhengru die? Was it also caused by the demons? But if it was the demons, why did you direct yourself to find him?" What about the artifact river pawn? What is the connection between them?"
The melon fragrance with maple flavor gradually wafts out.
Pulled out a roasted sweet potato from the fire, grasped it with his fingertips and slowly tore off the slightly burnt skin of the sweet potato, Ye Que lowered his head and began to slowly nibble on the steaming white-hot flesh, under the light of the fire , Ye Que's face flickered.
(The second update today, a new journey has begun.)