Brush Lala... All the generals dispersed. Just as the three Yamas were about to leave, Qin Ye suddenly said, "King Zhao Gui, stay here."
Soon, only Zhao Yun and Qin Ye were left in the tent. The attendant picked up the tea with discernment, Qin Ye picked up the teacup, and gently stroked the lid of the cup. Not only did the brows not stretch, but they wrinkled even tighter.
"Sir." The atmosphere was too dignified, Zhao Yun said to ease: "You are right. The inner demon never imagined that Jiutian Xuannv's tomb would suddenly open, and the Nangong Zifu Formation would block the entire city. The previous ruins... There must be clues."
Qin Ye shook his head, he didn't need such low-level comfort.
Anyone who Zhao Yun said could have imagined that Yuncheng City was divided into two parts, and the inner demon must have stayed in the place that was most beneficial to him. The side you are on is the part that has been abandoned.
"Whose remains?" He suddenly said, looking directly into Zhao Yun's eyes, his voice extremely solemn: "General Zhao, this may be the most important thing to solve this game of chess."
He repeated his inference, and did not hide the Outer God. After he finished speaking, he frowned and muttered: "There are more than a thousand ancient corpses buried here, which will destroy their bodies without destroying their spirits. After thousands of years, some have been cultivated into Yama... This is not the point, the point is... Yuncheng once happened. There was an extremely tragic battle between gods and demons. These are the old and young."
"So..." He gently put down the teacup and said solemnly, "Who is it?"
Zhao Yun pursed his lips and sighed for a long time: "The last general is also puzzled."
"There have been several outbreaks of ghost tides in history. In addition to changing the dynasty, the first time a large number of Yin spirits appeared, and even the ruler of the prefecture and the lord of the land. Ghosts and gods. Only these two times."
"This place obviously has nothing to do with Zhang Tianshi. It's too far from Qingcheng Mountain. But... it's also far from Hebei!"
"The Yellow Emperor fought against Chiyou, and the remains are also in Hebei. There are also eighty-two Chiyou divisions, the cemetery of the four thousand demon gods..." He shook his head, and was about to speak, but Qin Ye continued: "But the heart demon takes The bones that came out belonged to the people of faith and luck. From ancient times to the present, they are only Huangdi Chiyou. Maybe... Guangwu Emperor Liu Xiu?"
"That's not quite..." Zhao Yun shook his head and said, "Emperor Guangwu is at most a continuation of the bloodline of a dynasty. Compared with the establishment of a nation or a country, the difference is too far. As far as the last generals know, only Huangdi and Chiyou can do it. Side by side, whoever wins is the pioneer of the era."
It can only be Chiyou.
Apart from it, don't do second person think.
But Zhuolu is far away in Hebei and has nothing to do with Yuncheng! According to ancient books, after Chiyou was beheaded, his body and head were desperately close together, immortal and immortal. This is the origin of the allusions that the Yellow Emperor made the dragon horse-drawn carriage and Chiyou's body would never be seen again.
Relatively silent.
In the silence, Zhao Yun suddenly opened his mouth and said, "Perhaps... it would be better to directly ask His Excellency Jiutian Xuannv."
Qin Ye's eyes lit up in an instant, but immediately dimmed.
This is the best way. If Chiyou's skeleton reappears, Heaven might make an exception. If it doesn't work, go to a nursing home by yourself. but…
not enough time!
"Nangong Zifu's enchantment is only four days away." He sighed and shook his head.
"Maybe... it's not like that." Zhao Yun may have said it casually just now, but now, he really thinks about it. He pondered for a moment, raised his head suddenly, and said solemnly: "Sir, it is impossible for the heaven and earth to communicate with each other. There is a human world in the middle. But... it is not impossible for the earth and the human to communicate with each other!"
"You said that Lord Ksitigarbha also went down to the realm in person. Although it was just a projection... I just remembered that if the heavens want to communicate with the earth, there are two ways."
He took a deep breath. He said solemnly: "The first is to project like the original Ksitigarbha. This was initiated by the gods in the heavens, and we can't dominate."
"The second... is to find an item that has a close relationship with the other party. Activate the 'Tianwen' spell!"
Qin Ye's eyes flashed again, but in less than three seconds, he became sad again.
God asks... It's really convenient, and you can take the lead. But... Requires extremely intimate items!
He has nothing to do with Jiutian Xuannv at all!
It is true that this is the tomb of Jiutian Xuannv. But... this is a tomb renovated in later generations!
Back then, Xuannv might have designated this place as the location of the real clothing tomb. There is absolutely no possibility that there is anything related to Jiutian Xuannv here. Even if the other party once set up a magic circle here, unfortunately, the magic circle is composed of talismans, not items.
The other party can project because this is her tomb. But he couldn't rely on these things of later generations, or the talisman that he couldn't grasp to start the question.
Zhao Yun also thought of this, and after being stunned for a while, he sighed: "The sky doesn't come as one wishes."
"It's okay." Qin Ye cheered up from his disappointment as soon as possible. He stood up, brushed his long sleeves lightly, and said coldly, "Since there is no result from the discussion, then... go and practice it yourself."
As Zhao Yun said, the inner demon would never have thought that the tomb of Jiutian Xuannv would be opened. The wall of bones is a barrier, and the demons keep themselves on the favorable side. But... this place that has no effect on him is bound to leave a lot of clues!
Zhao Yun stood up and said solemnly, "Sir... Be careful."
He had a hunch that the things buried below might be more terrifying than he imagined!
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Whoa! A stone pillar was smashed by a punch, and jealousy's facial features were a little twisted. He turned his head and looked at the demon more than ten meters away, grinding his teeth: "Your plan is so good..."
"Everyone is stuck here now! What else do you plan to do?"
The four Yamas surrounded the inner demons in the center, and beyond that, there were countless ghosts. There are several rulers, the seventy-three immortals of the zodiac, and hundreds of impermanent souls.
No one knew that the Specter of Yuncheng City had climbed to such a huge number!
The demon didn't speak. Before he could speak, the sturdy man sneered: "If you didn't say that you could resurrect my king, we might be on your side? Now you're trapped here... I've let you go a long time ago, you have to Doubtful, what should I do now!"
"You are actually questioning this seat." The inner demon slowly flicked his sleeves, and he still used Bai Pingliang's body. And none of the corners of the clothes were damaged: "Don't forget, who dug you out of the ground."
boom! His yin qi swept across the audience like a tsunami, and the yin qi above Yama was such that all Specters could not say a word. His eyes looked around the audience coldly, and he said coldly, "If you don't have this seat, you won't be able to see the sun now!"
"If your king is here, you are still qualified to talk to this seat, now? It's just you?!"
The sound was like thunder, sweeping the audience. Following his stern shout, the seventy-three immortals of the zodiac slowly opened their eyes in the group of ghosts, without concealing the yin qi on their bodies, like seventy-three black suns, slowly floating in the air.
A dead silence.
The ferocious yin qi fluctuated, and a pair of red eyes appeared all around like wild wolves. Hate Ji clenched his fists quietly, his fingers stretched continuously, a bloodthirsty smile hung on the corners of his mouth, and his dark nails scratched the bloodstains out of his palms, but he didn't realize it.
Just beside him, attached to the resentment of a short and fat old man, his hands slowly dropped from the caged sleeves, and snow-white bone spurs had already pierced through the clothes and were slowly born.
"What?" The heart demon leaned forward slightly, showing his snow-white teeth, and said with a stern smile: "I don't like it? Do you think it is still thousands of years ago? Do you think you are still the masters of mankind?"
"Think... an 'unknown' ant like this seat would dare to talk to you, the first ancestors of China?"
"Hee hee hee..." He shrank back, the yin energy in his body rushing like a tsunami, turning the surrounding thousands of miles into a pitch-black hell: "Would you like to try, dare to fight with this seat... I'll let you all go back to hell immediately. !"
The atmosphere is like a drawn bowstring, but whenever the wind blows and grass moves, it will bring about a sea of fury.
"Heh..." In the dead silence, Qi Zhuwei smiled, and in the next second, his hand suddenly extended by more than ten meters, piercing the heart demon's chest!
quick.
To the extreme! All I could see was an afterimage pulled through the void, and the howl of the ghosts resounded all around.
In the face of this white horse's claw, the inner demon was unmoved, and a mocking arc was drawn at the corner of his mouth. However, before he could raise his hand, just behind Ren Zhu, a piece of dark hair seemed to be dispatched by ten thousand snakes, and firmly held that hand!
Lightning and flint, resentment Zhu's claw is only one foot away from the demon. However, just in front of his palm, Bai Pingliang's chest, which was intact a second ago, has turned into a split mouth this second! Dozens of tentacle-like tongues churned inside, and rows of razor-sharp teeth were waiting for their opponents.
"Slaanesh?" Hatred turned his head slowly. "What are you doing?"
Just behind them, at an unknown time, a woman in a dirty white dress appeared.
She was barefoot, and her snow-white dress was full of dust, and even covered with patches of bright red blood. His long dark hair was draped over his face like seaweed, and he could only see a blood-red eye behind him.
"There's no point in shifting responsibility," Slaanesh said slowly, her voice as harsh as frosted rust iron. With his body still and his head like a broken doll, Kakaka turned to the demon.
She nodded mechanically: "Your Excellency... I only have one question."
"You... and what you represent behind you, your promise, can you still fulfill it?"
"I can't guarantee it." The inner demon said lightly: "But I can guarantee that this seat will never want to and will not die here."
"I see." Slaanesh nodded. "Next, what are you going to do?"
"Go to Fenglingdu!" The heart demon said without hesitation: "The Wall of Thousand Tribulations... They can't get over it. Even if it passes, as long as I bury your master's bones in Fenglingdu, it will be enough to support us through this calamity."
Hate Ji took a deep breath and narrowed her eyes dangerously: "You want to activate the Tower of Souls? This is not in our agreement."
"The Tower of Ten Thousand Souls is the last reliance of my lord's return. If it is activated, it will not be successful this time. We don't know how long we will have to wait!"
The inner demon sneered: "The Tower of Ten Thousand Souls is the last resort, if I remember correctly... four days."
He licked his lips and sneered: "In just four days, the Nangong Zifu Great Array will dissipate. After all, this is just the tomb of Jiutian Xuannv... In four days, they won't even be able to pass the Thousand Tribulations Wall!"
"Even if I reach the last step, I have to activate the Wansoul Tower. With the characteristics of the Wansoul Tower, it is impossible for them to take a step! And a few days later... the reinforcements of this seat will be waiting for us outside the barrier!"