How to get out of here is a difficult problem that plagues Tangning.

Before going to the tomb, I came down with the mentality that there must be a road before the car reached the mountain. The moment they woke up in front of the tomb gate, things were out of control.

Even if the purpose of going to the tomb is achieved, how can I pass through the barrier again? It is ten or twenty meters high from the ground, and people can't fly, so they can't go up if they want to. Furthermore, if the barrier is broken and there is no obstruction, the water of the entire lake will pour down, and the weight alone will shatter several people's bones.

There's a way out right now. While Tang Ning breathed a long sigh of relief, he also felt that the ancients could be photographed. To be precise, it was Hui Ming and the people who manipulated and designed this qiē to feel photographable and palpitating.

If from the collapse of the ancient tomb to the present, Tang Ning and the others who went to the tomb have pointed out a way out, all of which have been calculated as early as eight hundred years ago, then Tang Ning simply can't imagine what kind of ability those people should have achieved in the reverse heaven number arithmetic at that time.

There are many contradictions and incomprehensible points in the whole thing from beginning to end, for example, since Huiming and her predecessors have already calculated what can happen in a few hundred years, why did they cause so much trouble in the first place.

It doesn't make sense, and Tang Ning no longer wastes brain cells thinking about it. Combine this... ~A qiē attributed to the theory of a madman.

He had no intention of continuing to explore.

Go straight to the destination, get everything in Huiming's message, do what you need to do, and leave.

Tang Ning took two steps back, straightened his waist, wanted to tidy up, and treat his seniors, even if he was just a skeleton now, but he was also a senior, and he should maintain enough respect.

I scratched my head, smoothed my hair, and when I touched my body again, I couldn't fix it. It's just in tatters, and it's a great luck that I didn't show my cheeks, and I don't have an instrument to get at all.

With enough respect on his face, he clenched his fist at Huiming's skeleton.

"Seniors, please rest assured, the juniors will definitely follow your instructions and return a qiē dust to dust, and the earth to the earth."

In the dark, there seems to be some kind of fate. Wonders happen every second.

As soon as Tang Ning's words fell, the dry bones that sat cross-legged turned into a pile of ashes. A few traces of phosphorus fire flickered, and even the Dao robe disappeared.

Tang Ning was dumbfounded again, clasped his fists and bowed, bowed, and turned to leave the tomb.

Jin Xiaoxin has written that the tombs of the Song Dynasty are mostly three-arch structures with a stepped type. This should be the lowest level.

The burial chamber where the crystal coffin is placed is the center of the entire tomb, and it should not be on top, but at the lowest level underground.

Out of the tomb where Hui Ming turned into ashes and ascended to heaven, Tang Ning searched in parallel on this level. With his spiritual power fully activated, he didn't want to delay his work, he wanted to solve it quickly.

In the state of full spiritual power, Tang Ning seemed to incarnate into a holographic radar, and he discovered it almost immediately. And this discovery also made him stunned on the spot again. In this short period of time, he didn't know how many times he stayed there, how many times he was stupid, and how many times he was stunned.

But there was no way, he couldn't control it, because the final destination he was looking for was behind the tomb he had just come out of. In other words, there is only one wall apart!

Turning back to the tomb again, he said to the empty tomb space, "Senior, I'm sorry to disturb you again. ”

The due etiquette has arrived. has a minimum respect for the deceased, even if there is some rude behavior next, the other party will not blame himself. Downing walked directly to the opposite wall and stood still. Punch straight at the wall!

Don't go through the trouble of finding the door, knock down the wall in front of you, and go straight over.

The walls of the earth and stone structure are very strong, of course, very hard, and the ancients are more clever and powerful than modern people in building walls. The incorporation of rice milk, animal hair and other impurities makes the mud very viscous. After the wall is built, after it is dry, it can basically resist a few hammer impacts.

But Downing's fists were far more powerful than hammers. Without using spiritual power, just use the dark energy to penetrate, and then use the force in an instant, you can blast out a hole of forty or fifty centimeters.

The thick yin force rolled upside down, gushing out along the hole that was smashed out, and the cold air that penetrated the bones and muscles could make people freeze in an instant. Through the guò cave, you can see the silver light flickering inside, and you can also feel a dead breath, which is the breath of the Huangquan River, the unique breath of hell.

Roughly speaking, Yiqiē is still the same as when he fled from the ancient tomb.

The low temperature and cold of the Yin and Evil forces had no effect on Downing. Yang Gang is a very strong power to eliminate demons, circulating in the body, and it is difficult to get close to the yin and evil spirits. Tang Ning threw a few more punches in a row, smashing a big hole that was more than one person high. On the opposite side, all of them are presented in front of you.

A crystal coffin that glows with gold on a stone platform. The surrounding walls and ceilings are dotted with stars, and the silver light intertwined in the space. Patches of red flowers all over the ground. 一qiē, exactly the same as then. I just didn't expect to be here again.

But it's not going to collapse, is it?

That scene at the beginning, now looking back and thinking about it, it still makes people feel shocked! I'm scared!

I hope that no strange things will happen this time, otherwise, it will be too late to run.

The place where Tang Ning stood was about ten meters away from the stone platform, and the ground in the middle was full of flowers from the other side. You can't see the water, but you can hear it clearly. Tang Ning knew that this was the Huangquan River! If you can't see it, it doesn't mean that you don't have zài.

If you close your eyes and use your spiritual senses to investigate, you will find that the flowers on the other side are growing in the inky black water. And these black rivers are the Huangquan River.

Legend has it that the Huangquan River has no bounding end, and there is no item in the Three Realms and Six Realms that can cross the Yellow Spring, so it is also known as weak water.

If you want to cross the river, there is only one way, one person.

The soul ferryman, also known as the Nether Boatman. Only he and the bone ship he piloted could sail on it at will.

The radius here is only a few dozen square meters, but it has the power of the real Huangquan River.

In other words, if Tang Ning couldn't find a way to cross the river, the more than ten meters between him and Shitai would be a gap between him and Shitai, which would be difficult to cross!

This is certainly not the case. In Huiming's message, he mentioned the original stone slab engraved with the Huangquan seal. The Huang Quanhe at the feet, because of the ancient strange array of the Yellow Spring Seal. And the original tire slate is the heart of the Huangquan seal. As long as you get the original slate, the Huangquan River will disappear.

But the problem is that only one of the flowers on the other side of the land is real. And the real flower is rooted in the original stone slab. How do you find it out?

Tang Ning squatted at the edge of the hole that was blasted out, looking at the flowers on the other side that were bright red as blood, with flowers and no leaves, frowning and thinking bitterly.

At this time, another song sounded, the same one that had been heard outside the tomb before.

In a trance, you can hear the subtle sound of running water that is invisible to your eyes, and the air of death is rich and hellish. This kind of place that is not where the living should come and stay is already nervous, and the strings in the brain are tense. The song came abruptly and treacherously.

Shocked, Tang Ning sat back, looking left and right with an abnormal face, looking for the direction of the source of the song.

Soon, his gaze straightened. The heart jerked to the throat. The whole body is stiff, the breathing is sluggish, and I don't even dare to breathe!

The song comes from the crystal coffin!

It came out of the coffin!

There's only one person in there!

Southern Song Dynasty princess Zhao Ling!

She sang this song!

She's really alive!

Tang Ning didn't move, he didn't dare to move! This is too unbelievable, the subversive truth has caused his brain to go blank and lose his normal thinking ability!

Like a puppet, he sat down in the ruins of earth and rock, he had just smashed the wall, and the stones were not small. Each is the size of four or five red bricks. Sitting on it, I didn't feel my ass, but it hit Tang Ning's heart. It's so fragile that I'm about to be scared into eight petals.

staring at the golden crystal coffin, as if the coffin lid would be pushed open from the inside in the next moment, and then a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl in palace clothes seemed to wake up from a long dream, exuding a charming coquettish lazy rubbing her eyes and sitting up, looking around in a daze, or after seeing Tang Ning, she would ask him in a sweet voice, who are you?

The song is singing, and it is always singing. The crystal coffin did not move, the lid of the coffin was not opened, and no one sat up inside.

But there was magically more information in Downing's mind, a piece of text, or a few crosses! It's a manipulation!

In a state of half-consciousness, Tang Ning gradually sat up straight, his eyes slowly closed, and the ten fingers of his hands changed back and forth, as if he was pinching uncontrollably.

The pitch-black river felt in the spiritual consciousness suddenly rippled, and the waves gradually changed from disorder to shape, circle by circle, gathering in a circle to the center, and the ups and downs of the waves became higher and higher.

The flowers that were originally everywhere decreased at a speed visible to the naked eye, and as the waves swung in circles gathered towards the center, it didn't look like it disappeared, it felt more like it was swallowing. They are all swallowed by the other side flower that arches up from the wave in the center.

It lasted about five or six minutes, and the flowers disappeared everywhere, leaving only one of the smallest, stranded petals, which looked like they were about to wither. The sound of flowing water stopped, and the Huangquan River disappeared. The ground was covered with Dao rune notches. A palm-sized gray slate rests silently on the ground. A lone flower on the other side.

The singing stopped abruptly, and Tang Ning came to his senses. Quickly got up, mobilized the spiritual power of his whole body, and his hands flashed with a faint golden light.

Just now, he was unconscious, obviously he was invaded and controlled, with his current solid knowledge of the sea, the powerful master-level Yuan Shen is still being controlled by people, too terrifying, too difficult to image! Vigilance is raised to the highest level!

But the vision made him stunned! What's the situation?

There is only one flower left on the other side, poor Baba, half-dead and immortal. The dead air is gone, and the Huangquan River is gone!

Tentatively lifting his feet, he cautiously stepped out of the rubble and stepped on the hard ground.

Sure enough, it's gone! The ground is solid.

Once again, his eyes fell on the crystal coffin on the stone platform. At this time, he suddenly found that the golden light of the crystal coffin was gradually dimming.