Tai Dao Sect
After hearing what the old monk Jiudeng said, Ye Hong stared at the chests of the zombies.
Only then did I recognize that the two characters above were exactly [Tai Yi]!
His memory drifted back to the mural in the main hall of the Taiyi Palace of the Bagua Gate on the Bird Peak.
In Qiyang Palace, war was raging.
The forces from both sides fought fiercely inside and outside Qiyang Palace.
In front of the palace gate, there were Taoist priests wearing black robes, holding long swords, all looking up to the sky, with solemn expressions.
On the chest of the Taoist robe are printed two conspicuous characters - [Tai Yi].
There was a huge endless hole hanging on the edge of the sky, and figures kept flying out of the hole.
These figures landed on the ground and fought with the soldiers in Qiyang Palace and the Taoist priests of Tai Dao Sect in front of the palace gate.
Looking back now, the Taoist priests in the mural clearly wore the same style of Taoist robes as the zombies in front of me!
Could it be that these zombies are...
Ye Hong suddenly felt a little creepy.
On the other side, the zombies wearing robes all stretched their hands into the air.
The weapons that were originally on the coffin lid flew into their hands.
It seems that these weapons are probably the weapons they used during their lifetime.
The moment they grasped their weapons, streaks of hot magma spurted out from the weapons.
Ye Hong's pupils trembled again.
Suddenly, he understood why Lao Han wanted him to come to Lingnan to find the answer!
It turns out the answer lies in these zombies!
The weapons wrapped in magma easily penetrated the defenses of the clan guards.
What tyrannical tactics, strong body, and fearless will were shattered in front of these weapons, leaving them vulnerable to a single blow.
Those earth-level clan guards who could have dominated the ancient martial arts world were like straw in front of these zombies, and their lives were harvested in patches.
Huge panic broke out among the clan guards.
No one dared to approach the altar anymore. They all ducked aside and looked at the terrifying zombies with trembling bodies.
"Tai! One! Tao! Zong!"
Fifth Qingtong shouted every word, full of hatred.
This hatred was different from the one directed at Ye Hong. It seemed to be the hatred accumulated by both parties over the years.
Ye Hong suddenly remembered that Ximen Qingcang had mentioned that this fifth family was the descendant of the ancestors!
Judging from the information on the murals obtained by Ye Hong, in ancient times, the ancestors had huge conflicts and wars with the Xuanyuan Dynasty and Tai Dao Sect.
In that war, the Xuanyuan Dynasty and Tai Dao Sect disappeared in the long river of history, and the ancestors were also forced to live in seclusion.
So Fifth Qingtong’s hatred must come from here.
The members of the fifth family retreated, but the murderous aura on the old monk Jiudeng did not calm down.
The overwhelming demonic energy bloomed from his body.
Even the originally bright stone chamber fell into a gloomy atmosphere.
Amidst the billowing demonic energy, the zombies of the Tai Dao Sect started killing again.
The figures of the clan guards continued to fall, accompanied by bursts of wailing.
On the fifth day, Qingtong had no intention of staying any longer. He glared at Ye Hong and the old monk Jiudeng unwillingly, and wanted to jump out of the cave while taking advantage of the chaos.
But when she was halfway through the jump, a black beam of light shot directly through her body like a meteor from the sky!
"No-"
Amidst the shrill and sharp roar, Wu Qingtong's body was instantly melted by the black light beam, leaving not even ashes.
In the distance, Ye Hong silently put away Ye Long, his face expressionless.
I secretly said in my heart: Yan Lan, Ge Dan, I have avenged you.
For Yan Lan and Ge Dan, Fifth Qingtong's ruthless attack was the key to their betrayal of the Fifth Family.
The fifth Qingtong is also the enemy that the two of them always want to kill.
With all things destroyed, this fierce mad woman finally said goodbye to this world, and could no longer come out to make trouble.
Not long after Wu Qingtong died, the surroundings gradually fell silent.
None of the hundreds of clan guards brought by Fifth Qingtong survived, and they all died in the hands of zombies.
After killing all these people, the zombies lay back in the sarcophagus one after another.
Those weapons fell on the coffin lid again.
Only this time, Ye Hong no longer dared to underestimate these sarcophagi.
Any existence that comes out here can mess up the ancient martial arts world.
But there are so many powerful zombies, but they all obey the orders of the Nine-Deng Old Monk.
Ye Hong stared at the old monk Jiudeng, fear flashing in his eyes.
The black demonic energy dissipated from the Nine-Deng Old Monk.
The black beard and hair returned to white.
The nine Buddhist beads also shine brilliantly again.
The old monk Jiudeng turned into the kind-hearted person again.
Only Ye Hong, who saw the scene just now, knew how terrifying this old monk was.
"Haha, did it scare you?"
The old monk Jiudeng smiled faintly and waved to Ye Hong: "Come here and let me solve your doubts one by one."
Ye Hong came to the altar again, but his body was not as close as before.
The old monk Jiudeng glanced at Ye Hong's cautious movements, didn't care, and smiled slightly.
Then he looked up at the beads on the stone wall and sighed sadly: "Where should I start?"
He looked down at Ye Hong and suddenly asked: "Do you believe in the existence of other worlds?"
Ye Hong was slightly startled, and his first reaction was disbelief.
Thinking of a series of bizarre encounters, coupled with a system that was hard to believe could be produced by Blue Star, Ye Hong fell into silence.
"It seems you believe it deep down."
The old monk Jiudeng seemed to see through Ye Hong's heart and said with stern eyes: "Then I will tell you clearly that there is another world next to our Blue Star!"
"What world?" Ye Hong asked subconsciously.
"Fairy world."
The two faint words made the air suddenly freeze.
The first thing that popped into Ye Hong's mind were those fairy tale novels and games about cultivating immortals.
Then I felt ridiculous.
Is there really such a thing as a fairyland
Aren’t there still immortals?
While Ye Hong's mind was in confusion, the old monk Jiudeng spoke again: "I know you can't accept it all at once, so please slowly listen to my story."
“In ancient times, there were civilizations in the world far beyond what we have now.
But after a devastating disaster, these civilizations were destroyed.
The heaven and earth are dry and silent, and everything falls into chaos.
But before the disaster struck, some people left this world and hid in another world.
This world is the so-called fairy world! "
Hearing this, Ye Hong felt complicated in his heart.
Because he thought of the murals of ancestors ascending to heaven in Qiyang Palace.
At that time, he thought it was just an exaggerated painting, and that the ancestors just lived in seclusion in a paradise.
However, now that I think about it, maybe I really climbed to the sky!
(End of chapter)