Chapter 352: Behind the Yellow Spring, It's Not the Yellow Spring
Ling Yun nodded, and said lightly: "If you look at the ruins as an altar, assuming that it is not as simple as what you see in front of you, but is maintained by the power of a powerful law, then, is there a way to activate it, and the altar can only be rejuvenated through sacrifices, this sacrifice...... It can be livestock, it can be a boy, it can be a ......"
As he spoke, he stared at Chen Goushun with sharp eyes.
Chen Goushun couldn't help but panic, and said with low eyebrows: "Childe, the more powerful the altar, the more powerful the soul needs to awaken, Lao Mou is just a small demon, even if he wants to sacrifice the little demon, I'm afraid it will be useless, if it is the blood of a powerful creature, maybe only a drop can complete this awakening ceremony!"
The meaning of this old dog's words was naturally to remind Ling Yun, why not try your own blood?
"That's a nice thing you say!"
Ling Yun sneered, he naturally understood what Chen Goushun meant, of course, he also thought of that possibility.
Now this ruin of the demon soul is full of mystery, and the layout of the Dharma platform alone is similar to half of the chessboard, which is enough for people to think about it for a long time.
If the altar's claim is true, what will happen if it is guided by its own blood?
Nothing is known!
Moreover, at present, he does not know, even if it is guided by blood, where should this blood drip to?
Chu River Han Boundary?
A flash of inspiration suddenly occurred in Ling Yun's mind.
If the conjecture that the altar is a chessboard is true, then only half of the altar as seen is there, then where is the other half?
"The upper poor and the lower yellow springs ......"
Ling Yun stood still, thoughtful.
Chen Gou didn't dare to take a breath for fear of disturbing Ling Yun's train of thought.
Before, my understanding of this poem was still too limited, because I had been staying in the Xiaoxian Realm, and I mistakenly thought that the poem was just describing the shattering of the Divine Domain and the fall of Yaochi, but if the whole incident was magnified, would it mean that the entire Divine Domain had fallen?
Ling Yun's mind gradually opened, and some of the original fog in his mind gradually dissipated.
Yes, at that time, the understanding was too narrow, thinking that Yao Chi was the essence of the Divine Domain, but in fact, it ignored the color of the entire Divine Domain!
Above, it is above the earth, above the wasteland, at that time, the wasteland, a chaos, the god domain is broken, and it has fallen into chaos, isn't it falling into the Yellow Spring?
The so-called Yellow Spring, relative to the altar at this time, is not the Chu River?
If there is a Han realm of the Chu River, is the other half of the altar that has not been manifested under the Chu River?
The question is, where is the Chu River?
"Have you ever heard of Yellow Springs?"
Ling Yun turned his head to stare at Chen Goushun, who had not dared to make a sound.
Chen Goushun replied respectfully: "In the land of Yellow Springs, Yin and Yang are separated, that is just a legend, how many people have seen it, the old man is shallow, and it is just hearsay, not necessarily as the son knows." ”
Ling Yun waved his hand and said, "Say, I want to hear different versions." ”
Chen Gou bowed his waist and said, " About Huangquan, many people have heard of it, but it is one-sided, only think it is very mysterious, but Lao Mou once communicated with a troll who has a bit of origin, according to the troll's dictation, he had the honor to experience Huangquan in person, but it is also vague, Lao Mou did not understand, it seems to be a hall or something, saying that there is a inheritance in it, Huangquan inheritance, from a mysterious domain, and the heavenly domain, the level of the divine domain is about the same, even, compared to the divine domain, the time is more ancient, and the mysterious inheritance is innumerable, among them, the inheritance of Huangquan is one of the powerful, but unfortunately, it has always been extremely mysterious, no one can say it exactly, I don't know, why did the son ask about Huangquan?”
Ling Yun frowned slightly, and said lightly: "This altar, if you let go of the thinking association, maybe it should be related to Huangquan!"
"What?"
Chen Goushun's eyes were about to pop out, and he looked at Ling Yun in disbelief, his tongue was a little knotted, "Childe, don't joke with Lao Mou, this is just an ordinary altar site that belongs to the Divine Domain, to put it bluntly, perhaps, it was originally the cemetery of a certain great man in the Divine Domain, with many prohibitions set up, and there are powerful creatures guarding it, and the tomb of the big man may be under this place, if Gongzi is willing, Lao Mou is willing to dig three feet into the ground, but Gongzi said that this altar is related to Huangquan, and Lao Mou always feels too bizarre." ”
Ling Yun was more and more sure of his guess, and said coldly: "At the beginning, the Heavenly Domain, the Divine Domain, and the Demon Domain were in the war, not necessarily, there was no mysterious domain where Huangquan was located, and it was very likely that the Great Domain was also implicated, and the Demon Emperor had the inheritance of the twelve halls, but in fact, the Huangquan Hall of it may just be a copycat? There is a far more terrifying and terrifying civilization behind Huangquan than Huangquan!"
"Knockoffs?"
Chen Goushun chewed on the meaning of the fresh words in Ling Yun's mouth.
"I want to give it a try!"
Ling Yun suddenly turned around and came to one of the Dharma Platforms in the Demon Soul Ruins.
"What are you going to do?"
Chen Goushun looked at Ling Yun at this time, and felt more and more mysterious, and could even easily tell the Demon Emperor, as well as the Twelve Halls of the Demon Emperor, this is no longer a secret that ordinary powerhouses can know, not to mention, it is still a remote Bailang City in the wasteland, and the children of a small family said it!
Ling Yun's eyes were hot, he felt as if he had discovered a new continent, and he couldn't wait to verify his conjecture.
He quickly bit his finger and dripped his own blood into the Dharma platform in front of him, and he wanted to see how he reacted.
You must know that Ling Yun's blood is extraordinary, not only fused with the Emperor of the Immortal Emperor, but also has the breath of the Immortal Emperor, at the beginning, the Ape King of Huaguo Mountain gave him a drop of divine blood, although the effect is not a vertical pole development, but it has been integrated into his bloodline, this effect is long-term, that is to say, the essence of his physical body is slowly changing through the ascension of the realm, then, his blood at the moment is already equivalent to the blood of a god king.
If you add the effect of the Immortal Emperor's mental power, then the blood level flowing on Ling Yun's body can at least be counted as the bloodline of the Quasi-Emperor's inheritance.
This is just like the difference between the royal bloodline and the commoner bloodline, the descendants of the royal family, with the royal bloodline, one day, there will be a chance to ascend to the throne, but the son of the poor, unless he adheres to the fortune of heaven, otherwise, it is too difficult to ascend to the sky in one step, which is even more clear in the world of cultivation.
And when Ling Yun watched his blood fall on the Dharma platform one by one, he didn't see any changes in the Dharma platform, and it was still a dilapidated vicissitudes.
Unwillingly, Ling Yun found the second complete Dharma platform, which he thought might be the reason why the first Dharma platform was not complete enough.
It dripped down towards the second altar again, but, like the first, this altar still did not sense Ling Yun's blood.
Ling Yun, who did not give up, tried several complete Dharma platforms in a row, but the effect was to no avail.
Chen Goushun couldn't stand it anymore, and reminded him: "Childe, it seems that the Fatai is not the way to activate the altar, and also, do you want to try Lao Mou's blood?"
"Okay......"
Ling Yun naturally knew what Chen Gou was thinking, after all, his physical realm was too scummy, if it was a blood sacrifice, at least he had to be qualified for a strong man like him, right?
Chen Goushun was still afraid that Ling Yun would have any ideas, so he explained it first before he dared to boldly bleed, but the result was tragic, this old dog released at least half a catty of blood, but Fatai was still indifferent.
"Not a blood sacrifice, not an altar, not a tomb of the demon god?"
Chen Goushun couldn't figure it out.
Ling Yun shook his head and said, "No, it's in the wrong direction, Chu River Han Realm, Chu River Han Realm...... Let's find out, is there a relief ban like a river?"
"Rivers?"
Chen Goushun was curious, but he obediently listened to Ling Yun's order and began to observe carefully.