This is the secret fold left by the second Hades, which is printed under the second-generation forbidden technique module!
One man and one dog looked at each other, Qin Ye pondered for a few seconds and said, "This is the key left by the second generation of Hades? The key to unlock a certain place?"
"The Confucianists stole this secret book when they knew the news? What they actually wanted... I'm afraid it's this key? And the activation of the Yin Talisman module of the second-generation forbidden art is just a surprise?"
There are too many doubts, and now we can only rely on guesswork. After listening to it for a long time, he said solemnly: "Then how do you explain that this 'key' is drawn under the second-generation forbidden technique?"
Can't explain.
Qin Ye shook his head, grabbed the void, and the half scroll that was torn from the Black Mamba underworld appeared in the sky. He carefully aligned the scroll with the pattern on the door lock. In the next second, the scroll actually ignited without wind, turning into black fly ash and scattered all over the sky.
"This is?" He stared at this scene in amazement. Di Ting narrowed his eyes slightly: "The power of the King of Hell... There is a trace of the power of the second generation of Kings of Hell on it. Only it can open this door."
Qin Ye opened his mouth slightly and let out a soft snort.
Is it really Temujin's tomb
Otherwise... why is the first layer of the outer layer is the seal of the ghost king, and the inner layer is the seal of the king of hell
But... even if it is Temujin, how can he be so blessed
Gong is the founding emperor, but he has laid down the largest territory in history. However, Tang Taizong, Qin Shihuang, I am afraid they do not have this kind of honor, right
During the Mongolian and Yuan Dynasties, the Chinese were slaughtered by 65 million people. Why did he get such favors for this big crime
Can't figure it out...then don't think about it. After the scroll was turned into fly ash, what remained were the traces of the six-petal lotus, firmly embedded in the door lock. In an instant, a trace of golden traces spread along the door lock, and slowly wrapped around the huge relief of Changshengtian on the door.
Ka... A mechanical sound rang from behind the door, followed by... Ka Ka Ka Ka, one after another machine sound came in an endless stream. The heavy door finally slammed open.
All the puzzles are inside.
Qin Ye took a deep breath and walked in solemnly.
The eyes suddenly opened up, and behind the gate, there was a huge space of about 100 meters. Probably fifty meters high. There are countless pale prayer flags hanging, and the air brushes that are brought up by the opening of the door are raised together. As if welcoming visitors after this millennium. It is like an empty dead country, and it stretches out countless welcoming arms to those who come.
At the very center is a statue of Changshengtian. Different from what Qin Ye saw in the air before, this statue has three heads and six arms, holding a Dharma/wheel, human bones, flutes, prayer flags, lotus flowers, and prayer wheels. The face is kind and lifelike.
It is about 20 meters tall, and the whole body is emerald green. Both eyes are red and blue. In the center, the hands at the bottom were in the dantian, holding a two-and-a-half-meter wooden coffin.
"Jade..." Qin Ye gently stroked the statue. He murmured: "Although the variety is not the best, but the whole body is one piece, its value is by no means inferior to any top jade. And there are very few impurities. This non-monarch can't enjoy this honor."
"The eye is the top red sapphire, pigeon's blood, VividRed. The blue is called 'Cornflower Blue' or 'Royal Blue'..."
"Wait..." Di Ting said with a "I'm afraid you're not bluffing me": "No... How do you know so much?"
Qin Ye's face was somber: "I used to work at Chow Tai Fook... You will never understand what it's like to live in the East China Sea with a monthly salary of 3,000 yuan... Oh, it was ten years ago."
Listening wisely shut up.
I always feel like a treasure boy... He seems to know a little bit about everything... I always feel that if you keep digging, some strange professions will appear, such as cowboys, mannequins, public boyfriends and so on...
tsk tsk... Chicken, you are too beautiful to look directly at...
"Ye Wang's job saved you from the lower limit of collapse." After a long time, it said with certainty.
"Haha... Dad is the king of hell who understands people's livelihood the most among the three generations! Did he understand the first two?"
"I don't like to hear those words anymore... Wasn't the livelihood of the previous people not good?"
"Bah! They know how much vinegar costs a pound?! They know the pain of rising prices?! They know the feeling of garlic rising from two yuan to nine yuan! They know what brand of salt to choose from the explosion of a nuclear power plant in Japan?!" Qin Ye turned into a pufferfish in an instant and exploded at one point. After gnashing his teeth, he said faintly: "No, they don't know. Because... I can't imagine the happiness of rich people!"
Taking a deep breath, he didn't intend to continue this topic of painful memories. He looked around, the room was still made of obsidian. But the difference is that there is no fire dragon here, but it is as bright as day.
"Embedding night pearls into the wall, such a large space, at least tens of thousands of them are inlaid... It's really a big handwriting..." With a sigh, he turned his eyes to the coffin.
The coffin is not in the rectangular shape of Huaguo, but in the shape of a human. Numerous patterns are carefully carved on the front. If you look closely, most of them are reliefs of cavalry fighting. The entire coffin was sealed with a gold belt, which was inlaid with ruby and sapphire.
Not to mention the preciousness of golden nanmu, the value of this girdle is extraordinary. And this tomb does not know what to do, even the nanmu, the gold is not rotten.
All the puzzles are here... The two of them cautiously did not approach, and listened to a light breath, and the girdle clicked and slid down from the coffin like a vine.
Kaz... The coffin lid slowly opened. The two of them stared intently inside. However, after opening it, they all gasped.
"This is..." Qin Ye looked at it in disbelief. At this moment, he only felt that there were too few words to organize. And listening to the truth was equally stunned, with his mouth wide open, he couldn't believe it at all.
"How can this be?"
There was no one in the coffin.
As in Mongolian custom, a groove was dug into which the dead were placed. But in the groove... lay a sword.
A heavy sword.
Qin Ye had seen it, and He had also seen it. This is... the second-generation forbidden art starter mod!
"Second-generation forbidden technique?" Qin Ye looked at Di Ting, his mind buzzing.
"It looks like..." Di's voice trembled. If the second-generation forbidden technique has been made, then... the road below the Huaguo Underworld is much easier!
It rushed up to the coffin and looked carefully. After a long time, he was relieved and shook his head as if disappointed: "No."
Before he could say anything, Qin Ye rubbed his eyes and said, "Is it the activation module of the second-generation forbidden technique? Not a complete forbidden technique?"
Just now, he took a look. The door of Yinfu suddenly opened in front of him, as if entering the universe of Yinfu, each rune is the 10,000-point star in the universe. The violent impact made his brain pound with a muffled sound, and he couldn't help closing his eyes.
Any Yin Fu, to him who has never been in contact with Yin Fu, is no different than a mountain.
So many... So many complex Yin symbols... This is definitely part of the second-generation forbidden art!
"This is impossible..." The surroundings were dead silent for a long time, and Zhen Ting suddenly took a few steps back and looked around with shortness of breath: "Impossible... The second-generation forbidden technique is just an idea. Who made it? Why put it here? "
"Of course it's the second-generation Hades." Qin Ye calmed down and said with a sigh of relief, "Perhaps the second-generation forbidden technique is not difficult for him, so the secret book he left behind can also be explained clearly. The key to the door... I'm afraid this is what the Confucians want!"
"But it's unscientific!" Ting Mao stood up: "The activation module of the second-generation forbidden art... only exists in theory! Even if this kind of thing is made, how can there be no guardian!"
"Also, this is definitely not the way to seal the second generation of forbidden arts. This is obviously a tomb! Whose tomb is this? The tomb of forbidden arts? This is ridiculous!"
Qin Ye frowned and began to look around the coffin. Soon, he beckoned to Di Ting, pointed to the head of the coffin and said, "The answer is here."
The head of the coffin is engraved with a line of vermilion characters.
Yuan Taizu, Emperor Shengwu, Temujin.
"Is it really Temujin's tomb?" Ting Ting looked around in amazement: "In China... We are now in China! Temujin's tomb is really in China! But... what about his body?"
"Where's his soul?"
Tombs are just empty shells.
They don't care about the treasures of the earth, all they want is the soul of the earth, but now the soul is gone!
"Could this really be the Tomb of Forbidden Techniques?" Listening to the truth put forward a sci-fi idea.
"No." Qin Ye stood beside the coffin and gently stroked the coffin, "This is the tomb of Temujin."
"Otherwise, there will be no human-shaped grooves dug out. Instead, the epee grooves should be left."
Too much fog. There are clues everywhere, and the flowers are becoming more and more attractive, but I don't know where to start.
At least, they can't figure it out just relying on the two of them.
"Go back first." Di Ting also calmed down and sighed: "Anyway, it's always good to have a starter module for the forbidden technique. Everything is difficult at the beginning, and now I skip the beginning procedure. The forbidden technique project... You can activate at your discretion."
It looked at Qin Ye dignifiedly: "This is the foundation of the four permanent states. In any case, it must be done within a hundred years."
Qin Ye nodded and picked up the heavy sword. The strange thing is that although this sword is close to two meters, it is as light as a feather in the hand.
"Remember, don't input yin qi." Di Ting said with suppressed excitement: "Once yin qi penetrates, its weight is enough to instantly crush you into meat pie."
"Can you put it away?"
"Can't... You think I'm Doraemon?!"
"...That's really a pity..." Qin Ye pushed his heavy sword against his back, and just as he was about to leave, his eyes suddenly lit up. Immediately after, he gasped for breath, and a sudden bright feeling rushed from his feet to his head, staring at the coffin.
"What's wrong with you?" Di Ting glanced at him unexpectedly, and jumped onto his shoulder. Just as he looked at the coffin, he also took a deep breath, and the golden ghost fire ignited in his eyes instantly, and it could not be extinguished!
Below the epee, there is a line of words.
It was written with Yin Qi, and I don't know how long it has passed, but it still hasn't dissipated.
"I'm going to travel around the world, I will return within a hundred years, the seal is unbreakable, you can do it yourself - September 7, 1962. Changshan Zhao Zilong? What the hell!?"