Hearing this, Mo Xuan's faces changed, and a deep chill rose in their hearts. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"These clay pot dolls...... Are they all real children?" Mo Xuan said in disbelief.

Nodding, the old god man sighed: "That's right, these clay pots, known as cursed clay pots, are extremely vicious, and the refining method is even more difficult for normal people to accept." ”

"Each of these clay pots is made of a child's body, and the spell caster imprisons the child, and then **** tortures him with a curse every night. ”

"Until the power of the curse penetrates every inch of the child's flesh and blood, the spellcaster will not give up. ”

"At this time, the children have been completely eroded by the power of the curse, and those evil forces will gnaw at their bodies like maggots every moment. ”

"The end result is what we see, the child's entire body is corroded by the power of the curse, the inside is reduced to ashes, and the outside is atrophied to form a clay pot. ”

"Those blood meals, the ashes of their internal organs, are also one of the carriers of the curse!"

……

The old god had a look of embarrassment on his face, feeling sad for these children who had turned into clay pots.

After listening to the old god's explanation, Mo Xuan and the two girls both showed unbearable expressions, and there was a strong sense of indignation in their hearts.

This method of casting the curse is inevitably too vicious, and it even refines children to death.

That kind of tragic situation is really unimaginable, the innocent little dolls, tortured by the power of the curse, and finally the body atrophied, the bones condensed together, and turned into clay pots.

Such a thing is usually unimaginable, let alone seen now.

This is a heinous act, far more cruel than killing people directly, and the character of a person who can do such a thing to a child is definitely not ordinary cruel and cold.

As far as the eye can see, the bronze statues here are densely packed, representing countless children who have suffered from this poisonous hand, and in the face of this scene, no matter how hard-hearted people are, they can't do it without changing their faces.

It's just that things have happened, and I don't know how many thousands of years have passed, and they can't change it if they want to, so after being indignant, Mo Xuan and the others can only sigh like the old god stick.

"This burial chamber should belong to a kind of burial chamber, and all the burials are children, but in this way, normal human races will not use it. ”

"Let's not touch these bronze statues again, this tomb is not a defensive tomb, so if you don't take the initiative to toss, you will be fine. ”

……

The old god admonished.

"What happened just now, we didn't touch these bronze statues, why did Mo Xuan fall down in a good manner. Lan Yidie said a little strangely.

"This ...... Maybe it has something to do with the curse on my body, maybe the curse on my arm has a sense of the curse here, which caused these clay pot dolls to take action against me. Mo Xuan hesitated.

He raised his arm, and he clearly felt that the unicorn arm was heating up, and the blood unicorn curse in it was about to move.

"If this is possible, let's get out of here and find the main burial chamber as soon as possible!" the old god nodded.

The crowd did not object, and then, led by the old god, they cautiously retreated from the tomb and moved forward again.

Along the way, there are countless karst caves, all of which are ancient burial chambers, which are very different from the style of the current world, and belong to the oldest tomb style.

Mo Xuan and the others did not run around, the old god stick used the art of feng shui to seek good fortune and avoid evil, and walked out of this spider web-like labyrinthine tomb.

Along the way, all kinds of strange things happened, and ghosts and shadows appeared more than once, which frightened Lan Yidie and Xue Shihan!

Fortunately, there is such a feng shui master as the old god stick here, plus the stone clothes to protect the body, so in general, there is no danger, and all kinds of dangerous places have been bypassed.

On the way, Mo Xuan and the others also found a lot of traces about the ten generations of god generals, which was of great help to their route selection and judgment.

Compared with the caution of Mo Xuan and his party, the ten generations of god generals are much more domineering, and they completely crushed the past all the way with the attitude of entering the master!

Wherever the ten generations of gods will walk, no matter what tomb you have, no matter what danger you have, they will all be blown up, and there will be a mess along the way, and it will be a mess.

In front of this kind of strong man, the danger in Mo Xuan's eyes is not danger at all, they need to move forward cautiously, seven turns and eight rounds, and every step is half a day.

And the ten generations of god generals, clean and neat, just push it sideways, how can there be so many scruples!

This is the most direct embodiment of the difference in strength, Mo Xuan can't envy it, he can only look at it.

Following the trail left by the ten generations of gods, the old god stick led a few people out of the labyrinthine tomb, and truly set foot in the core of the belly of Optimus Pillar Mountain.

"Whoa......

Here, there is no empty main burial chamber, there is an underground lake, and the sound of flowing water is sparse, and it is extremely clear and loud underground.

The spirit of the four directions is vigorous, this underground lake is like a hot spring, steaming, enveloping the surroundings, making this place like a fairyland on earth, and the clouds and smoke are scattered.

In the middle of the underground lake, there is a small island, and on each side of the path, there is a road that runs through the lake like a bridge!

After Mo Xuan and the others walked out of the tomb group, they stood at the intersection of a road, and if they walked further, it would not be long before they could walk on the small island.

The island is not big, only a few dozen feet wide!

Mo Xuan squinted his eyes and took a closer look, and he could vaguely see eight ancient coffins parked on them, just like gossip!

These eight ancient coffins all had a strange atmosphere, exactly the same as the ancient coffins they had seen on the carved map before.

Seeing this, everyone was shocked, their hairs stood up, their hearts tightened, and they lifted their minds!

"This ancient coffin...... Could it be that the ancient coffin that the ten generations of gods will suppress? Why are there eight?"

"Also, doesn't that engraving show that the ancient coffin was suppressed by the Great Seal, where did the Great Seal go?"

……

Lan Yidie looked at the island in the middle of the underground lake, frowning slightly, feeling a little confused!

"Well...... I don't know, it's so much destroyed that it's hard to get a picture of the past!"

"Besides, the people who left the carved pictures probably didn't see the whole process at the beginning, so they don't know what happened next. ”

"Let me take a closer look and see if I can find anything amazing. ”

……

The old god touched his chin and said.

He waved his sail to dispel a lot of heat, and then his old eyes flashed shrewdly, and he stared at the island carefully.

The old god stick paid attention to the location of the eight ancient coffins, pinched his fingers from time to time to calculate something, looked at the surrounding landforms, and even stretched out his hand to feel the temperature of the underground lake.

After tossing for a long time, his eyes flashed and he showed surprise.

"Amazing...... It seems that the tenth-generation god general is also a feng shui master!" the old god stick was surprised.

"Why do you say that?" Mo Xuan hurriedly asked, and everyone looked at the old god stick!

"I looked at it for a long time and found that the location of these eight ancient coffins was very particular, and each ancient coffin corresponded to the dragon's lair of the dragon vein, that is, the place where the dragon vein feng shui gathered. ”

"The dragon's lair feng shui combined with the gossip feng shui instantly brought the terrifying terrain power of the gossip prisoner heaven to the extreme. ”

"In my opinion, the original location of these eight weird ancient coffins is definitely not like this, they should have been moved by the ten generations of gods!"

"This slight movement, the whole feng shui momentum has undergone earth-shaking changes, originally these eight ancient coffins are to enjoy the benefits of feng shui here, but now ......"

……

The old god shook his head slightly, his eyes showing a different color.

"What's going on now?" Mo Xuan asked again, wishing that the old god stick would hurry up.

"Now...... They have gone from being beneficiaries to devotees!"

"Like the general trend of heaven and earth, they will sacrifice themselves and give themselves in the long years, and then they will become another person...... Ten generations of gods. ”

"The ten generations of gods will use this big stroke, completely change this place, turn everything into their own use, and truly enter this place, which makes people have to obey!"

……

The old god stick said slowly, with a hint of amazement, thinking that he greatly admired the courage of the ten generations of god generals.

Hearing this, Mo Xuan and the others were also very surprised!

The creatures in these eight ancient coffins must be extremely terrifying, which is enough to get a glimpse from the carvings seen before.

They should be the terrifying existence that originally created this gossip prison heavenly power, but later, they were suppressed by the ten generations of gods.

Now, the entire gossip prison Tianquan, together with these eight ancient coffins, has become a sacrifice, used to fulfill the ten generations of gods, which is really shocking.

The power of the ten generations of gods is really difficult to guess.

Mo Xuan stared at the island in the middle of the lake, his face was cloudy, and he looked up from time to time, wanting to see if there was any trace of the ten generations of god generals.

It's a pity that when they got here, the ten generations of gods seemed to have disappeared, and nothing was left.

Above, there is a bare stone roof, surrounded by essence, and the terrifying power of the "general trend" fills the entire space, even if Mo Xuan and a few people do not understand feng shui, they can feel the existence of this "potential".

"Potential" is such a thing as extremely mysterious, invisible and intangible, but real.

For example, when a mortal looks up at the mountains and seas, he will feel a majestic "momentum" that makes him awe-inspiring.

For example, if a monk participates in the military path, the hundreds of millions of galaxies and profound Taoist rules will make them feel the unfathomable "potential", and they will yearn for and fear it.

……

There are many similar situations, all of which are the embodiment of the "potential" of heaven and earth, but ordinary monks and mortals have not been able to define it accurately, but Feng Shui masters are clear about this.

The road Mo Xuan has walked, the things he has seen, and the people he has seen are not few, but there has never been a moment when he can clearly feel the existence of the great "potential" of heaven and earth and the great "potential" of feng shui.

These "potentials" will be so obvious, all because of the special feng shui of this place, which is the core of the entire Bagua Prison Heavenly Potential, so everything has reached the extreme, which is extremely rich.

However, although this place is the core place, it is not the most central place, and only the most central place is the creation and transformation center of the entire Bagua Prison Heavenly Potential.

All the benefits will be absorbed by the people in the center, and everything outside is just a sacrifice.

Thinking of this, Mo Xuan's gaze looked at the back of the island, which was the end of the path.

There, there is a deep hole, and I think that inside the cave is the place where the ten generations of gods will be buried.

There was more than one person looking there, Lan Yidiexue Shihan, and even the old god stick and the little fat dog, all looked there.

"The eight ancient coffins were originally supposed to be buried in that cave, but they were later moved out by the ten generations of gods. ”

"That deep ancient cave is the very center of the entire Bagua Prison Heavenly Potential, which integrates all kinds of creations into one, unfathomable, and is an excellent cave blessed land. ”

"The body of the ten generations of gods should be in it, and I don't know if he can really be reborn and resurrected under the nourishment of such amazing feng shui. ”

……

The old god looked at the mysterious and deep ancient cave, muttering to himself, not sure the specific situation.

"We ...... Do you want to break in and take a look?" Xue Shihan whispered, a little hesitant.

"The terrible creatures in the eight ancient coffins should all be dead, after so much time, the ten generations of gods will all sit down, should they still be alive. ”

"Moreover, they have become sacrifices, and it is believed that ten generations of gods will not let them live. ”

"If we go to that island, there shouldn't be a big problem, senior, what do you say?"

……

Lan Yidie said uncertainly.

Several people are a little entangled, they have already come here, and if they want to leave, they must be a little unwilling.

But if you continue to move forward, you will inevitably have to set foot on that island in the middle of the lake, and you will get close to those eight strange ancient coffins.

The creatures in the ancient coffin, but the ten generations of gods and generals can't be killed, they can only suppress the seal with the big seal, if they are not dead now, then wouldn't Mo Xuan and the others be sheep in the mouth of the tiger?

This risk, unless it is a last resort, Mo Xuan doesn't want to take it, he looks around, but he can't find a second way, and he can't help but feel a little difficult.

The old god stick also had a tense face, pinched his fingers and counted for a long time, but he never came up with a name.

In desperation, he took out a turtle shell, too old to be true, and poured a few copper coins into it.

"Brush Brush...... Brush brush ......"

He held the turtle shell and shook it for a while, and the sound of the copper coin shaking inside resounded throughout the underground lake.

After a few shakes, the old god stick suddenly stopped, and then scattered, and the copper coin in the turtle shell instantly fell to the ground.

Everyone looked at each other, and then their faces were slightly stunned, full of disbelief.

I saw that on the ground, the copper coins did not pose a pattern as in the past, but stood upright one after another, lined up in a straight line!

Such a situation is unheard of, Mo Xuan has never seen the result of the old god's divination like this.

Faced with this result, the old god's brows furrowed even tighter, he grabbed the copper coin, looked at it again and again, and then pinched his fingers again and counted it, and his brows never let go.

Mo Xuan and the others didn't dare to bother him, so they could only stand beside him tremblingly, waiting for him to calculate the result and see if the road ahead was a blessing or a curse.

Ahead, the lake was rippling and steaming, and the ancient coffin on the island was motionless, but it brought Mo Xuan an incomparable oppressive force, which made him nervous.

At the same time, the heat also makes them creepy, because these hot gases are not scattered like ordinary hot gases, they gather but do not disperse, and from time to time they will form various fog patterns!

These patterns, all of which are demons and monsters, although most of them are constantly changing, but on the whole, they are all in this tone!

ps: After coming back from my girlfriend's house, I kept paying New Year's greetings, and I can only update about 4000 words a day.