"Who the hell are you?"

Under the altar, the master asked in horror, is this still a human?

She didn't expect that even those terrifying ghost guards were not opponents, and under the scolding of the other party, they were actually scattered. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When Feng Qingyan saw her grandmother like this, she knew that she didn't have any powerful means, so he asked, "Where is the mausoleum in Houtu?"

"Who are you and what do you want to do?"

The master asked in horror, summoning more hideous ghost guards, but when these ghost guards pounced, they were scattered again.

At this time, two divine lights shot out of Feng Qingyan's eyes, and he quickly scanned the entire stone room, but found nothing.

"How can this be? How can you be the opponent of the Ghost Guard......

The grandmother was terrified, her biggest reliance was that she couldn't make a move under this young man. And when she saw the two divine lights in Feng Qingyan's eyes, her voice stopped abruptly, as if she was stuck by something.

At this time, she felt a majestic divine might, her body trembled involuntarily, and she couldn't help but bow down to the young man.

Although she tried hard to suppress and refused to let herself kneel, her knees fell uncontrollably.

"Nothing?"

After Feng Qingyan glanced at it, he was a little surprised.

Since the merchant village is a tomb-guarding village, and the master is the ninth-generation tomb keeper, the mausoleum of Houtu is nearby, even under this stone chamber.

He frowned and searched again.

"Isn't Houtu's mausoleum here?" When the second search still didn't find it, Feng Qingyan said with some doubts. Although his divine vision is not omnipotent, he can break through all falsehoods, but it is still easy to penetrate hundreds of thousands of meters of ground.

At this time, he asked Shang Qingdao, "Do you have any induction?"

"Nope. Shang Qing shook his head.

"It's weird. Feng Qingyan said with a frown, and walked towards the altar.

"What are you going to do?" Seeing Feng Qingyan walking towards the altar, the senior mother suddenly had a bad premonition in her heart, so she hurriedly pounced on it to stop her.

But how could she possibly stop it?

Feng Qingyan's figure flashed, and he had already swept the altar, and the altar was built very carefully, and it was impossible to see what era it was built.

The altar has a square plan to symbolize the saying that "the sky is round and the earth is round".

The altar is divided into two layers, there is Ze Canal around the week, there are two altars outside, and there are Lingxing Gate on all sides. On the east and west sides of the south half of the lower altar, there is a mountain-shaped pattern stone carving pedestal, and there are 15 mountain-shaped stone god seats on it; on the east and west sides of the north half, there is a water-shaped pattern stone carving seat, and there are eight mountain-shaped stone god seats on it......

"There is no ...... in this altar"

Feng Qingyan looked at it carefully, and became more and more puzzled in his heart, it shouldn't be so ordinary.

"Kill him quickly, he desecrated Hou Tu Niang!" Under the altar, the master went crazy again, and frantically summoned countless ghost guards.

In the blink of an eye, a large number of ghost guards struggled out of the altar wall.

"Whew-"

The ghost guards are of different shapes, and some people have beasts, which are very terrifying.

"Huh?"

And at this time, Feng Qingyan suddenly found that the altar leaked a wisp of extraordinary aura, which was so hidden?

He was a little surprised, worthy of being the altar of Hou Tu Niang.

However, at this time, those ghost guards didn't dare to rush towards Feng Qingyan, so they pounced on Shang Qing on the side.

"Humph!"

When Feng Qingyan saw it, he couldn't help but snort coldly.

I saw that the dozens of ghost guards were scattered again, turning into wisps of green smoke and rising. And the master, under this cold snort, her head seemed to explode, and then she fainted.

"This altar may seem ordinary, but it is actually extraordinary. ”

Feng Qingyan carefully observed the altar and found that among the jade stones that paved the altar, there were countless runes hidden.

And these runes are soul texts.

"Broken!"

Feng Qingyan thought about it for a while, and then stepped on it.

Boom Boom –

At this moment, the altar suddenly cracked, and countless black qi gushed out.

"It's dead ......"

When Feng Qingyan saw it, he frowned, and then stepped on it, and the entire altar suddenly exploded, and the black gas instantly flooded the entire stone room.

Phew-

A divine power fell on Shang Qing's body, protecting her from the erosion of death qi.

And after the altar exploded, Feng Qingyan saw that the black gas under the altar was as thick as ink, and it looked like water, which was difficult to see.

When he opened his eyes, his gaze pierced through the black gas.

"Reincarnation reincarnation rebirth coffin?!"

When Feng Qingyan saw clearly what was hidden under the black qi, he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, how could there be a reincarnation reincarnation coffin under the altar?

At this time, he looked at it carefully, and it was exactly the same as the bronze coffin in the burial palace under the mountain.

How is this possible!

As far as he knew, there was only one reincarnation coffin, and there could be no second one. And the reincarnation coffin in the burial palace was forged by the Great Shang Empire after thousands of years with the strength of a country......

There is no ability at all, and then a second one is cast.

"No, the breath is wrong!"

Feng Qingyan immediately walked into the black qi, touched it gently, and his hand was extremely cold, containing a mysterious power that was not weak, and then suddenly realized and said: "It turned out to be an imitation ......"

At this time, he had already determined that Houtu Niangniang must be on the side of the underworld.

However, how can Hou Tu Niang Niang have a reincarnation and rebirth coffin?

The reincarnation of the reincarnation coffin is a secret of the Great Shang Empire, and only a very small number of people from the Feng clan know about it.

"Could it be that Houtu is a person from the Great Shang Empire?"

Feng Qingyan was a little surprised, and his identity was very extraordinary, otherwise it would be impossible to imitate it.

Bang!

At this time, Feng Qingyan went to open the lid of the coffin, but the lid of the coffin seemed to be integrated with the coffin, and he couldn't open it.

If you use brute force, you can open it, but this will destroy the bronze coffin.

After thinking about it, he remembered the situation in the burial palace, so when he swiped his finger with his finger, blood gushed out of his finger and dripped onto the bronze coffin.

When the blood falls on the bronze coffin, it is immediately absorbed.

After the bronze coffin absorbed his blood, it gradually turned bright red.

Its red is not a red that has been burned red by fire, but a bright red like cinnabar, or a bright red like blood.

At this time, the quaint bronze coffin turned into a bright blood coffin, flashing with a few wisps of bewitching color.

"The soul is back! The East can't be blamed. There are thousands of elders, but the soul is a few. Ten days out, flowing gold and stones. They are all accustomed to it, and the soul will be released. Come back, come back!"

A woman's voice came from the coffin.

"The soul is back! The tiger and leopard have nine levels, pecking at the next people. There are nine heads for one husband and nine thousand for pulling wood. ”

This is a young woman's chanting, coming from a bronze coffin, with a faint sadness, it is the funeral music of the great merchant that Feng Qingyan once heard.

The song "The Conjuring" broke off its liver and intestines, and it resounded all over the country.

At this time, Feng Qingyan listened to the song "Conjuring Spirits", and couldn't help but close his eyes slightly, feeling a little sad in his heart. And the bronze coffin was as red as a drop of blood, and it looked incomparably glamorous in this black gas.

Click-

The lid of the coffin slowly rises, suspended in midair.

"The Zhanzhan River is full of water, and there is a maple on it. The eyes are extremely thousand, and the heart is sad. The soul has returned, and I mourn my great business......"

The young woman was singing softly, with a faint sadness.

When Feng Qingyan opened his eyes and saw the young woman lying quietly in the coffin, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. She wears a phoenix crown on her head and a xia cloak, quiet and beautiful, beautiful and dignified......

Her face was exactly the same as Shang Qing's.

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