Walking all the way towards the building complex, not long after, a strange and lifeless building complex that looked like a coffin appeared in front of Qin Yang.

A large large coffin house, scattered and orderly, like an ordinary village, there is a small courtyard in front of the house, and the courtyard is a stone gate, which resembles a tombstone.

The whole village, lifeless, rich life, all suppressed in the village, no leakage, around the village, there is no living thing, the location of the village entrance, there are tombs, standing on both sides, before each tomb, there is a wordless monument.

It's weird.

Qin Yang looked left and right, sensing carefully, but he didn't sense the slightest abnormality, these tombs were like the tombs of ordinary mortals, a dirt bag, ordinary, except for the faint trace of dead qi escaping, there was no other abnormality.

Walking up to take a look, Qin Yang immediately found something different, the front of this wordless tablet was bare, but there were traces of carving in the corners of the back.

When I went around the back of the tombstone, I saw two columns of handwriting engraved on the tombstone.

"Blood Mist Peak, one hundred and seventy-eighth generation peak lord blue ocean. ”

"Died in the Huliang 90,000 years and slept in the Huliang 93,000 years. ”

Looking at a tombstone next to it, it is still engraved on the back.

"The eighty-first generation of sectarians died in Huliang for 76,000 years and slept in Huliang for 81,000 years. ”

Looking down in turn, these tombs turned out to be all the ancestors of the Demon Stone Holy Sect, and the most inferior ones were also the peak masters, and there were many elders and Supreme Elders, but there were only eight sect masters.

"Could it be that all these people will not be able to die after death and turn into ominous souls?" Qin Yang muttered to himself, a little surprised.

The Magic Stone Ancestral Tomb is really a bit weird and excessive.

After the death of the monks, most of them return to dust, the earth returns to the earth, the soul is shattered, the consciousness dissipates, and even if the physical body does not immediately turn into powder, it will decay with time and slowly return to heaven and earth.

Some monks are angry after death, a breath of resentment, held in the chest, condensed but not dispersed, if the burial place is not right, it is possible to turn into a zombie, but at that time, consciousness is re-conceived from the body, and the predecessor has long had nothing to do with it, even though some powerful zombies, gifted, generate xenomorphs, can awaken some memories of the predecessor, but the consciousness itself, but it is already two completely different people.

Or, some monks, whose spirits are strong and whose bodies decay after death, may turn into ghosts and start over again with the way of ghost cultivation.

However, after death, it is really pitiful to be able to turn into such an ominous soul that can be transformed into such a crippled consciousness, dragging a dead body, and surviving in the world, and the existence of Zixiao Daojun is too strong to be like this.

And every one of them buried here survived in the world for at least a thousand years after death, and some powerful ones fell into a real eternal sleep after thousands of years.

Qin Yang sighed secretly, and when he turned around to look at the village again, his pupils suddenly shrank, and his cold hair exploded.

Behind him, at some point, an old man with a lifeless body and a shriveled and gray body appeared.

The old man stood there, staring at Qin Yang with cloudy eyes, and pulled out an ugly smile: "Don't be afraid, we are different from those ominous souls outside. ”

The old man didn't care how Qin Yang reacted, he stepped forward by himself, stroked a tombstone, and said to himself: "This senior brother had the best relationship with the old decay during his lifetime, but a thousand years ago, his consciousness also dissipated, and he entered an endless sleep, and the old decay did not have much time, and in another hundred and ten years, he would completely pass away." ”

Qin Yang took a step back, he had already sacrificed the pen holder and the blood lama in his hand, always on guard, this old man's body was extremely lifeless, and it was three points stronger than the one he encountered when he entered the Demon Stone Ancestral Tomb.

The difference is also extremely obvious, although the old man is full of life, but the consciousness is very clear, there is no madness, between the words, the nostalgia for the old friend, can also make people feel clearly.

"Don't be nervous, since you can enter here, it is also a creation, after I die, it will become ominous, the will is gradually extinguished, and the human nature is gradually lost, and if you leave the ancestral tomb, it will be lost faster, and the weaker will be wiped out immediately, and then I accidentally discovered this place, only here, we will not go crazy, and we can retain consciousness until we fall into a long sleep. ”

"Then why did you go into the ancestral tomb one after another and find the strange truth about the ancestral tomb? Are you just hiding here so that you don't go crazy?" Qin Yang was a little silent, and the tension in his heart, for some reason, dissipated a lot.

"The so-called truth is that this ancestral tomb itself is weird, as for the specifics, we have already recorded the information we have found, and when the exits overlap tomorrow, we will send you away, you can take it away, bring it back to the Holy Sect, and hand it over to the current sect master, as for us, why are we hiding here......" The old man sighed.

"Do you know that there are many living beings, but what is the difference between people and those ignorant beasts?"

The old man didn't wait for Qin Yang to answer, and asked and answered himself.

"Beasts exist in the world in order to live, and people live for a lifetime, but for experience, for memory, after the death of the body, empty come, empty go, keep in themselves, only memory, the experience of this life, perception, all turned into memory, these are the rivers that carry us forward, to be vigorous, all the memory, all into nothingness, we are really dead, we don't want to lose these, rather die than want, you are still alive, you don't understand. ”

"Let's go, take you in to meet the others, while everyone has not forgotten, I can teach you something, and you can take it out, which can be regarded as a proof of our existence in the world, this place is ominous, tomorrow, you will leave." ”

The old man led the way, Qin Yang hesitated for a moment and followed the old man's footsteps.

If this old man wants to kill himself, it shouldn't be difficult, saying so much at this moment, it should be very malicious, he is indeed completely different from those who don't want to die outside.

When I entered the village, I saw many courtyard gates open, and ominous souls walked out of them, some nodded, some smiled, some had majestic faces, and their eyes were scrutinizing, but none of them had any malicious intent.

Halfway through the journey, Qin Yang suddenly saw a dusty sledgehammer with a broken handle in one of the courtyards, and for some reason, a familiar feeling suddenly appeared in his heart.

"Senior, what is that?" Qin Yang stretched out his hand and pointed at the sledgehammer with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"Oh, that's a magic weapon of a senior, but it's damaged, and it's brought in after death as a souvenir. The old man replied casually: "If you like it, take it, there are many magic weapons left by many people here, but most of them have lost their power." ”

"No, the junior just asked casually. Qin Yang shook his head, it has been damaged, what use do you want it to do.

The familiar feeling just now disappeared in an instant, and Qin Yang couldn't help but secretly laugh at himself, if he really saw any treasure, he would feel a little familiar......

This problem has to be fixed......