In fact, Chen Che was quite interested in the way of heaven described in this book's diary.
In his previous life, he had glimpsed an extremely elusive way of heaven, and he had just a chance to be reincarnated.
Throughout the ages, countless records have never lacked of monks who defied nature. It's just that in Chen Che's impression, there are fewer and fewer people who defy heaven, and he feels that he should be the one who defies heaven.
On the desk, there are other books, presumably containing some text.
If possible, he would like to know the truth about the way of heaven.
There was something else that concerned him even more.
It was what Mu Qingxue had said before, the death of the previous Holy Son who rebelled and rebelled.
The strange thing is that the seemingly dead demon cultivator in front of him seems to have great respect for the previous Holy Son.
Since ancient times, the evil demon cultivators and the temple gods have been at odds with each other. The records in this book and diary puzzled him.
Although he was puzzled, at the moment, Chen Che had no time to take care of these things.
At this time, Chen Lao happened to explain something important.
"We must seize this opportunity." Chen Lao said solemnly.
Chen Che was a little surprised and said: "Opportunity..."
He looked around and said doubtfully: "But master, I just felt it with my spiritual consciousness. There is nothing else nearby at all."
"Except... the magic pill on this person."
For ordinary people, the magic pill cannot be regarded as a chance, but only as a disaster.
But for Chen Che, who had practiced evil arts in his previous life, this would be another opportunity.
His eyes stared at the skeleton body sitting on the ground.
There is a strange gray bead floating in its original Dantian.
The gray bead has dim blood-red lines on its surface, and there are three slender earthworm-like cracks on the four sides of the bead.
Above it, there is a looming gray airflow wrapping around the surface of the bead, sometimes forming a mist-like shape, and sometimes forming a wind-like shape.
It seems that the evil resentment that spreads around comes from that bead. But strangely, Chen Che didn't feel any discomfort when he was close to the source of the magic pill.
"The magic pill is indeed a chance, to be precise - it is used as bait to catch a big fish."
Chen Lao said: "Perhaps this demon cultivator was seriously injured before, so he took the path of breaking through and then rising again, condensing his whole body's cultivation and spiritual consciousness to form this elixir."
"When the Yin Sheng virgin mentioned in the diary is sacrificed, the formation to arrange the surroundings of this earth will be activated."
"At that time, the majestic evil energy will resurrect this demonic cultivator. But if we can seize the opportunity and absorb those evil spirits - the level of Xuantian Gong will surely improve by leaps and bounds."
The bronze hall beneath the ground seems to have nothing, but in fact there is such an intangible and great opportunity.
Chen Che frowned slightly and asked, "Master... roughly how long do we have to wait?"
Chen Lao, who was floating in the air, slowly closed his eyes.
After feeling it carefully for a moment, he said: "Maybe you don't have to wait."
"The surrounding formations seem to have been activated. It's just that the ruins of the tomb are too far away from the ground, and even the master... can't notice the situation on the ground."
Chen Che asked: "Then what should we do now?"
"Or should we leave here and go out to see what's going on?"
Staying here among the dead is not an option.
The huge bronze palace was magnificent and magnificent, but it was empty, not even a spiritual stone. There is no point in staying here any longer.
But Chen Lao shook his head and said: "No, we will wait here."
"Don't add unnecessary complications. It's best to wait here and seize the opportunity in advance."
"This demonic cultivator is willing to sacrifice the Yin Sheng virgin in order to reshape his own demonic veins. He must have been a heinous villain during his lifetime. If he is resurrected, Northern Saint will definitely be in chaos again."
Chen Che nodded slightly and said, "I understand, master."
Chen Lao suddenly sighed, but there was no regret in his tone, and said with emotion: "Sigh. Speaking of which, disciple, you are really lucky."
"The breakthrough of the realm is rapid, and it has always been unimpeded. If it were not a blessing in disguise, I would not have encountered such a good opportunity."
Chen Che listened silently.
Then he shook his head and said in denial: "Luck is only an assistant, you really need to rely on your own efforts."
“…”
Chen Lao was speechless for a moment and smiled without knowing why, "Haha."
"That's all. Since we can't detect the movement on the ground, let's just wait here."
After saying that, his body escaped into the ring.
Once there is any movement underground, it will be extremely clear and obvious.
Chen Che stared at the magic elixir inside the skeleton, and then slowly moved his eyes to the desk.
There was a book among them, with the word "Tiandao" written clearly on the cover.
Chen Che, who was curious, was about to reach out and take out the scroll, but then an accident happened.
The bronze hall began to tremble violently, and at the same time, a strange aura of divine consciousness suddenly appeared.
Chen Che frowned, turned around suddenly, and said, "Master, something is strange, someone is coming!"
tread-
tread-
The sound of footsteps echoed in the empty hall.
A figure slowly emerged from outside the bronze door.
The man held a sharp sword in his hand, completely ignoring the surrounding scenery, and his eyes were fixed on Chen Che's figure from beginning to end.
Immediately, Chen Che recognized that person.
"The Holy Son of Zhongzhou Temple...!"
Wasn't it him who proposed the three-palm agreement earlier
Then the enemy who was slapped to death by the other party was Ye An, the Holy Son of the Temple
That was simply a shame for Chen Che. He had always wanted to take revenge in his life. He thought he would definitely see Ye An again, but he didn't expect that he would come to his door so soon.
However, it was still too early after all.
At this moment, he has no capital for revenge.
"You came...at the right time."
Chen Che gritted his teeth and his eyes were alert.
Ye An sighed slightly and said: "It's not too late. The real protagonist is often the last one to appear."
Chen Che said in a deep voice: "What is the high-ranking Holy Son doing in person in such a poor place?"
"Are you saying that you came here to visit me again because you were afraid that I was still alive?"
“…”
Ye An looked surprised, and then calmly said: "There is so much resentment here. I am from the temple. Is it normal to come here to clear away the resentment?"
"I can't pretend I didn't hear what you just said."
"Get out of the way and let me destroy the magic pill."
He relied on a few magical tricks to hear the news before arriving at the ruins of the underground tomb.
Including the contents of that diary, it also included the opportunity for magic cultivation mentioned by Chen Lao later.
It was relatively simple to be able to come quietly without being discovered by the old man Chen. After all, according to the setting, Ye An is a late-stage character at this moment, and Chen is always injured.
However, what really made him curious were the records and descriptions about Qi Xi in the scroll diary.