In the Volkswagen, Chen Xiangyan sat next to the driver's seat, holding the ancient book in his hand, the paper of this ancient book seems to be extraordinary, the pale yellow paper for hundreds of years does not have that damp and rotten feeling, but is unusually smooth and dry.

Chen Xiangyan read the codex of the ancestor Chen Feng, imagining the scene at that time, when the cultivation had begun to fall lonely.

Reading that "the world emphasizes skills but not skills", Chen Xiangyan was even more emotional, and it was true.

Although there were many kinds of cultivation classics he took out at home, few of them were truly able to cultivate the realm of transcendent sainthood, and most of them were miscellaneous techniques, such as: Gu poison technique, Yin Qi cultivation method, and some ghost cultivation techniques.

In such a mythical era, just these spells are a bit petty.

It is estimated that this is what the ancestors said was mediocre.

I just don't know what the so-called longevity method is all about?

Chen Xiangyan continued to read the text of the ancient book.

“...... This more than 1,000-year-old Taoist cultivation is here, and it can also be sad. I robbed the world, one is to help the Son of Heaven find the national seal, and the other is to peek into the land of immortality at the end of the law, so I look for the world's Taoist classics and steal the tombs of the four seas.

At this time, the Confucianism in the court has been rotten to the point of it, and the party is chaotic, which is not as good as our ministers, and the situation is good for the world and the people?

I, a villain, a Confucian, a hypocrite.

Incompetence, that's it, the decline of the dynasty will start from here.

It's a pity that although the seal of the country has to be passed on, the emperor has a seal without me, and there is more than a seal.

In the end, I hide the seal in the tomb, if you have the will to follow the dragon, you can take the national seal and the king, and you can get a lifetime of glory......"

From the codex of the ancestor Chen Feng, it can be seen that it should be the time when the Ming Dynasty began to decline.

The decline of the Ming Dynasty has to be said that the Donglin Party bears a large part of the responsibility.

According to the era in which the ancestors lived, it is very likely that the time when the ancestors wrote this codex was when the Donglin Party began to appear.

Chen Xiangyan saw the ancestor's instructions for the heirloom jade seal, and he couldn't help but be a little moved by the ancestor Chen Feng, even if he was a palace minister, he still paid attention to his descendants.

Or many of them are like this, he is also a person who has lived most of his life, and has sent away many old people, even if many old people may not be good people in life, but most of them are kind before death.

This can be regarded as a person's checkpoint death, and his words are also good.

It's a pity that they can't afford to take the jade seal of the country.

Presumably, the heirloom jade seal is likely to be in the hands of the empire.

“...... At this point, this is the cultivation method that I created, and there is also a tomb of my body. This method is to seek life in death and live forever in the yin. To learn this method, you must learn feng shui, burial, formation, and cultivate yin qi, and my tomb is also, when you are dying, you want to fight for immortality. There are 100 scrolls of magic in the tomb, if you don't succeed, your descendants can take all ......"

Chen Xiangyan looked down, and what was written below at the moment was all about the cultivation method.

"What's written on it?"

It was Chen Xiangyan who spoke, this is the only daughter of the Chen family, and she is the youngest, so everyone loves her very much.

This also developed Chen Xiangyan's slightly brutal character.

"It writes some of the background of the ancestral period, and the back is the method of cultivating this method of immortality, but unfortunately the requirements for the formation and feng shui are relatively high, I took a look, and I am really afraid that only Xiang Shu and Chen Ping can study it. ”

Chen Xiangyan flipped through the content above, but found that most of the words on it were mixed with terms of feng shui and formations, and the patterns behind were also various hexagrams, which he really didn't know much about.

Until the last two pages, there are several drawings recording the location and layout of the tomb of the ancestor Chen Feng.

There is also a small line of text underneath: If you don't succeed this time, you will become a demon.

Chen Xiangyan silently wrote down the map, and then handed the "Codex" to Chen Xiangshu and Chen Ping, and said: "You two can study the things here, now that the world has begun to show signs of instability, it is always good to be strong." ”

After finishing speaking, Chen Xiangyan turned his head and asked the second brother for a map.

How is it here?

The map of 500 years ago is not the same as the map of today, but it can still be found along the outline of the Yellow River.

Although the Yellow River has been diverted several times in history, it is basically downstream.

The Yellow River on the map is supposed to be in the middle reaches, and it is near them in comparison.

I'm afraid it's not the cemetery of the ancestors, right?

Chen Xiangyan raised his head and looked into the distance, where the Yin Qi between heaven and earth was stirring, and although it was far away, he could still feel the feeling of devouring the Dao.

Chen Xiangshu, who was pale, flipped through the book roughly, paused for a moment on the final map of the cemetery, and then handed it to Chen Ping.

"Fourth brother, why don't you read it?

Chen Xiangyan was a little surprised, Changsheng, he didn't even take a look at it very seriously.

"The things on this are very profound, and if you don't have time to think about it, you probably can't study anything, and big brother, this direction and this place is where the accident happened. ”

Chen Xiangshu said lightly, the ancestor's codex can't be studied without enough time.

Now the question is not this, but whether the place suspected of being the ancestral cemetery should be visited.

"Even if it is, you can't go back, there are too many people on the banks of the Yellow River this time, and this movement is too big, according to the ancestor's message, his cemetery is afraid that there will be a big movement. ”

Chen Xiangyan stared at the map on both sides of the Yellow River in front of him, according to the "Codex", the cemetery of the ancestor's real body contained hundreds of classics collected by the ancestor.

But it's too risky to go back.

I also heard before that under Mount Tai, there are people in Kyushu who shake the Yin soldiers, and they are on a par with the ghost generals who control the ghost soldiers, which shows that Kyushu is actually Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

It's better not to mix with this trip.

Chen Xiangshu nodded and agreed:

"I can't go back, I'm afraid that at least a quarter of the monks in the entire Kyushu there will be there, and looking at the reaction of the people in Wudang before, it seems that they have been targeted, and it is likely that they were targeted when they passed on the jade seal of the country, after all, the movement was really too big, and what we should do now is to find a place to hide for a while." The tree is very popular, and we have been in the limelight too much lately. ”

There was a hint of hoarseness in his voice, which was caused by his physical weakness.

Hearing this, Chen Xiang Yan looked at the vision between heaven and earth in the distance, sat up leaning against the car window, and said, "Let's go, go to the northeast!"

On the highway, the car slowly accelerated, and gradually disappeared into the distance.

And in the Yellow River, it is still just rising.

Qin Chuming stood in mid-air, quietly watching the sarcophagus in front of him stand still in the torrent of the Yellow River.

The tornado was still in the air, and people kept trying to walk towards the riverbank, but they were stopped by the strong winds.

It was not the strong wind that was terrifying, but the Yellow River, where no one dared to stumble.

"Wait, there's still someone missing. ”

Above the big river soup, the wind rolls up, and the heroes gather.