Yan Zhaoge sat opposite Zhou Haosheng, and after Zhou Haosheng was silent for a long time, he asked: "Yan Xiaoyou said that he got a treasure, could it be related to the emperor and the Holy Sect in the past?"

"I'm not sure either. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" Yan Zhaoge said truthfully: "This is Yan Mou's hands from others in the past, and the original owner of the treasure was once hunted down and killed by the Guangming Sect. ”

When Zhou Haosheng heard this, a pair of snow-white long eyebrows suddenly shrugged slightly.

Yan Zhaoge continued: "After that, I figured it out for myself, and I could feel that this thing should indeed be related to the Emperor of Youming and the Youming Holy Sect in the past. ”

Zhou Haosheng was silent again, and Yan Zhaoge looked at him calmly.

After a while, Zhou Haosheng said slowly: "Actually, the old man doesn't know the truth about the emperor's fall back then. ”

After a pause, he added: "Except for the Emperor, most of the core high-level leaders of the Holy Sect at that time also withered together, and there were very few people who knew about it. ”

Yan Zhaoge frowned.

Among the strong men who emerged after the Great Destruction, Yin Tianxia, the Emperor of Youming, can be called one of the top figures.

The impact of his fall is not small, but even the members of the Youming Holy Sect don't know the truth of the details, and they don't know who the opponent is?

"Did the Three Emperors make a move, or were they besieged by other figures who called the Emperor?" Yan Zhaoge asked bluntly.

Zhou Haosheng's voice was much lower: "The ancestors of the past generations have guesses in their hearts, but they have never been able to grasp the essentials, and we are powerless to explore many things. ”

His eyes were gloomy, and his mind was reminded of the old story.

At that time, it was still the peak of the Youming Holy Sect, and the Youming Emperor Yin Tianxia led all the strong people under his command to leave the main altar, and it was rumored that it was an expedition to a foreign land.

Everything seems to be normal, and who knows that it will never return.

The high-level bosses left behind in the Youming Holy Sect tried to get in touch, but there was no news.

Until one day, Yin Tianxia, the Emperor of Youming, returned to the main altar of the Youming Holy Sect alone, and fell on the same day.

Before dying, the children of the sect asked the reason, and Yin Tianxia kept silent and wrote a strange rune in the void.

After his fall, the rune expanded into a black hole, sucking his body in.

The building of the main altar of the Youming Holy Sect collapsed on a large scale, and the fragments surrounded the runes and Yin Tianxia's corpse, building a huge mausoleum.

The mausoleum eventually disappeared into the depths of the black hole, which tossed and turned, turning into a streamer of light that soared straight into the sky, and disappeared without a trace.

In the empty heaven and earth, words appeared, saying: "Each one disperses." ”

Everyone in the sect was at a loss, but they also knew that their own Youming Holy Sect had suffered a catastrophe this time.

Since then, the Shadow Ming Holy Sect, which was also very famous before the Great Destruction, and even more amazing in the Upper Realm after the Great Destruction, has gradually fallen.

In the process of the rise of the Youming Holy Sect, it also formed a lot of enemies, and when it was weak, the wall fell down and everyone pushed it, so it became weaker and weaker.

Until finally the light and darkness split, and the behemoth disappeared.

Yan Zhaoge asked with a deep groan, "Expedition to a foreign land...... Nine Shades?"

Zhou Haosheng shook his head: "The old man doesn't know the details." ”

He looked at Yan Zhaoge: "The body of the emperor, as well as all the treasures that may exist, are missing, and since then, among our descendants, there is one more legend, the legend of the tomb of Emperor Youming." ”

Yan Zhaoge smacked his lips: "Sect Master Zhou's implication is that this thing in Yan's hand is related to the Mausoleum of Emperor Youming?"

That's what the old man thought. Zhou Haosheng said slowly: "The emperor has fallen, leaving no relics, if you must say, when the emperor's tomb was built, some fragments were scattered, perhaps the only treasure related to the emperor himself." ”

Yan Zhaoge nodded slightly, took out the half-black, half-white metal fragment, put it on the table, and then slowly pushed it towards Zhou Haosheng.

Zhou Haosheng's eyes suddenly burst out with astonishing brilliance.

He didn't reach for it, but his gaze became condensed as substance, staring at the metal fragment.

In its pupils, a dim but condensed and majestic brilliance flickered slightly, fading more and more, until finally turning into a deep and quiet darkness.

On the metal fragments, a spectacle emerged, the white half became extremely dim, and the black half revealed a brilliant brilliance.

Seeing this, Yan Zhaoge nodded secretly in his heart, when he reached Zhou Haosheng's level of cultivation, he really had great power in his gestures.

The half-black, half-white metal fragments kept vibrating, and with them as the center, a small area of space in the vicinity was actually collapsing.

Yan Zhaoge and Zhou Haosheng were both in good spirits: "Looking at this appearance, it is really weird." ”

After Zhou Haosheng pondered for a moment, he raised his eyes to look at Yan Zhaoge, his eyes revealing a look of exploration.

Yan Zhaoge nodded slightly, signaling that he could let it go.

Zhou Haosheng immediately stretched out a finger and lightly tapped at the metal fragment, and the metal fragment suddenly refracted an unusual brilliance.

The nearby space completely collapsed, forming a small black dot, from which a terrifying suction emanated, vaguely like a void crack.

Zhou Haosheng made a move to stabilize it, and then took out something from his miniature bag.

Yan Zhaoge looked at it fixedly, it was clearly a piece of roof tiles, the whole body was pure black, and there was no trace of luster, as if it contained a mysterious power breath.

It's just that this black tile is broken.

Thinking of what Zhou Haosheng had just mentioned, Yan Zhaoge knew that this should also be the remnants of the remnants left behind when the Emperor Yin Tianxia of Youming died and built the mausoleum.

The metal fragments met the broken black tile, and the two sides suddenly shook together, and the surrounding void became even more unstable.

Seeing this, Zhou Haosheng took out two more things, wood and stone, which were obviously similar to the nature of black tiles.

These things had gathered together before, and there was no reaction, but now they gathered around the half-black, half-white metal shards, and they all vibrated and emitted a mysterious light.

Zhou Haosheng's brows furrowed, and a smile appeared on his face.

Yan Zhaoge observed carefully for a moment: "It's just like this, it doesn't seem to be enough to determine the location of Emperor Youming's mausoleum, right?"

Zhou Haosheng said with a smile: "I have greatly seized the opportunity, far ahead of those rebellions of the Bright Sect. ”

Yan Zhaoge also smiled: "This is indeed good news. ”

In the dark void, the light of the Tao flowed, as if to guide the direction of people.

Among them, the spatial changes were recorded by Zhou Haosheng in his heart, and Yan Zhaoge also recorded them.

Zhou Haosheng woke up, looked at Yan Zhaoge, and suddenly couldn't laugh.

Although they are mortal enemies of each other, both the Light Sect and the Dark Sect consider themselves to be the most orthodox descendants of the Bright Saint Sect.

Regarding the remnants of the Shadow Bright Holy Sect in the past, the Shadow Sect has always considered itself the most reasonable heir.

Naturally, not to mention the Tomb of the Emperor of Youming, such an existence, the Dark Sect must want to monopolize it.

Although the current friendship with Yan Zhaoge is good, for the Dark Sect, he is more willing to compensate and reward Yan Zhaoge in other aspects, but he does not want to share the tomb of Emperor Youming.

The old man in white sighed, suddenly a little worried. (To be continued.) )