The golden spirit monkey suspended in the void transmitted a message to the Immortal through the original soul transmission.

"What, we entered the tomb of the Linghou? This King of Ice and Fire really sent me in. ”

Xiaoyao Changsheng looked at the cold stone walls around him, and took a few breaths of the gloomy aura in the tomb.

The yin and evil qi here was several times richer than the yin and evil qi outside, and Xiao Yao Changsheng knew that he had entered the center of the tomb of the Linghou by virtue of his previous feelings.

"I'll take you to your master's burial. ”

The golden snub-nosed monkey cheered and led the free immortal towards the depths of the tomb.

With the golden spirit monkey leading the way, the psychic beast in the void once again automatically returned to the colorful disc, this tomb of the spirit marquis, just like the home of the golden snub-nosed spirit monkey, so the psychic beast chose to withdraw, and the golden snub-nosed spirit monkey took the free immortal to find an opportunity.

"Could it be that this time, you can really get a transformation?"

Under the leadership of the golden silk spirit monkey, Xiaoyao Changsheng slowly walked towards the center of the tomb of the Linghou, in addition to the yin and evil qi, a simple and vigorous breath made Xiaoyao Changsheng feel the illusion of traveling through time and space, the fluttering breath in the void, Xiaoyao Changsheng seemed to be able to touch the traces of time.

With the leadership of the golden monkey, at countless intersections, the golden monkey has chosen the most accurate tomb road without deviation, so that the free immortal can walk easily in the labyrinthine tomb road.

Walking down the tomb road, Xiaoyao Changsheng could hear the sound of his own breathing and heartbeat, and he didn't know how long he had walked, and he knew that a huge stone gate appeared in front of Xiaoyao Changsheng.

On top of the stone gate, there is a bronze mirror the size of a grinding plate, on which there are countless runes, these runes, staggered and horizontal, flow with some illusory and ethereal aura, as if to let the free immortal return to the ancient barbaric era.

The golden monkey came to the stone gate, stretched out his fingers, and went down one by one on the staggered points of the runes above the stone door.

When the stone gate was fully opened, this heavy stone gate made Xiao Yao Changsheng frightened, this stone gate was much thicker than the broken dragon stone he had seen, if it wasn't for the method of knowing how to open it, even the great cultivators wouldn't want to open it.

Walking into the stone gate, what appeared in front of Xiaoyao Changsheng was a surging space, and there was no coffin of the Lingqing Marquis, and on the entire stone wall, all of them were inlaid with crescent-sized qi realm patterns.

These Qi Realm Qi Realm Patterns are all simple textures that any cultivator can draw, but these simple Qi Realm Qi Realm patterns are staggered and overlapped in various places, but you can't see two identical textures, that is to say, these textures are absolutely not the same.

Looking down the air realm lines, Xiao Yao Changsheng looked at the back, and then forgot about the front, and there was no way to remember the textures contained in these air realm lines.

This memory of Xiaoyao Changsheng is like a toddler, every step he takes, he has to pay a huge price, and in the end, Xiaoyao Changsheng feels dizzy and can't hold on anymore, so he has no choice but to give up.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Xiaoyao Changsheng slowly closed his eyes and began to slowly recover his original qi, and when he felt better, in his mind, he could no longer remember the slightest texture, as if Xiaoyao Changsheng had never been here.

In addition to being amazed by this result, he believed more and more that as long as he broke through the analysis of the texture, he could get the natal Yuan Qi of the Lingqing Marquis that the King of Ice and Fire said.

Opening his eyes, Xiao Yao Changsheng once again began to remember those qi lines, I don't know how long it took, when he felt a pain in his head, he had to choose to give up, and when he woke up again, he still forgot his previous memories cleanly.

This has been repeated many times, and the result is the same every time, in the mind of Xiao Yao Changsheng, it is still blank, and there is no trace of those textures.

Looking at these qi patterns, Xiao Yao Changsheng began to think, he had to find a unique way to open the unique space to enter the tomb of the Linghou and obtain the Lingqing Hou's natal Yuan Qi.

At a certain moment, Xiaoyao Changsheng suddenly had an idea, since the innate qi contains the qi realm and can form the weather, why not try to use the innate qi to imprint these qi patterns?

Thinking like this, Xiaoyao Changsheng activated the original soul consciousness, and a wisp of innate qi was released from the golden finger, and under the traction of the power of the original soul, it fell to the starting point of an air realm pattern, and following the trend of the qi realm pattern, Xiaoyao Changsheng slowly imprinted that wisp of innate qi on the qi realm pattern.

At this time, the same scene appeared on the heart of the immortal beings, with the imprint of the innate qi, on the hearts of the immortals, it was like a mirror, directly copying the air patterns of the wall of the ancient tower, and those air patterns were like blood dissolving in water, directly fused to the soul of the immortal beings.

It took a full seven or eight hours for Xiaoyao Changsheng to imprint these qi patterns through the innate qi, and when the last qi realm pattern was covered by the innate qi, those immovable qi lines actually began to move like earthworms.

As these air lines swim, the textures begin to reorganize and arrange, and countless textures begin to change, constantly evolving, and finally form a mysterious texture flower.

This textured flower, its size is as big as a bucket, countless petals are layered on top of each other, blending with each other, and a mysterious and mysterious aura emanates from the flower of the qi realm.

These petals are very magical, they look like the wings of a butterfly open and close, and on those petals, there seems to be an ancient source, carrying the breath of Hongmeng.

In the pupils of the free immortal, the source gradually became larger, and finally turned into a river of time, which suddenly rushed up, and the body of the free immortal was swallowed into the river by a powerful suction force.

The free immortal who was swallowed up by the river of time, concentrating and calming, guarding his mind and original soul, and not letting himself be lost in the river of time.

In it, there was no concept of time, and Xiao Yao Changsheng didn't know how much time had passed, and when he was spit out by a force, he had already fallen in front of a bronze coffin.

On the surrounding stone walls, there are countless bronze mirrors, and the light of these bronze mirrors gathers fiercely on the bronze coffin, shining on a swaying flower.

On the lid of the bronze coffin, there is an aura flower that is exactly the same as that imprinted by Xiaoyao Changsheng, needless to say, this aura flower is the key to open the coffin.

Slowly closing his eyes, Xiaoyao Changsheng used the power of the original soul to gather wisps of innate qi and began to portray the flower of the same qi realm.

With the completion of that Qi Realm flower, Xiao Yao Chang vividly used the original soul consciousness to imprint that Qi Realm flower on the Qi Realm flower on the coffin lid.

Hula......

A sun-like light burst out from the Qi Realm Flower, and then, the coffin lid automatically opened, and from a crack, a ray of light flew out, and then fell on the Qi Realm Flower.

"Natal Yuanqi!"

As soon as that cyan natal Yuan Qi the size of a dragon's eye appeared, Xiao Yao Changsheng couldn't help but exclaim, one by one, if it wasn't for the chance, he would not have been able to get the Lingqing Hou's natal Yuan Qi.

Now, this Natal Yuan Qi was placed in front of Xiaoyao Changsheng, but Xiaoyao Changsheng did not rush to ingest it, but knelt down towards Lingqinghou's coffin and kowtowed three heads respectfully.

A ray of light was released from the flower of the Qi Realm, and then, the flower of the Qi Realm disappeared, and the Natal Yuan Qi actually flew towards the Golden Silk Spirit Monkey.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, the golden silk spirit monkey caught the natal Yuan Qi, and then bit his finger and dripped a drop of blood on the natal Yuan Qi, which broke away from the palm of the golden silk spirit monkey, suspended in the void, and began to rotate drippingly, releasing an ancient aura from above the natal Yuan Qi.

Such a strange scene, the eyes that saw the free immortal were straight, if it weren't for the coincidence, he would never have seen such a rare scene in the ages.

Sou!

The original soul of the golden silk spirit monkey turned into a ray of light and shot into the natal elemental qi.

"Ah......h

Seeing this scene, Xiaoyao Changsheng could never have imagined that this golden silk spirit monkey would give up his body and inject the original soul into the natal Yuan Qi, becoming the "Dan Spirit" of the natal Yuan Qi.

All this happened too suddenly, and by the time Immortal Xiao wanted to stop the golden spirit monkey, the original soul of the original soul had been deeply imprinted in every texture of the Natal Yuan Qi, and it was forever fused with its owner.

"All beings are equal, all beings have spirits!"

From the actions of the golden spirit monkey, Xiaoyao Changsheng realized a sentence.

Looking at that natal primordial qi intently, after a long time, Xiaoyao Changsheng beckoned his hand and summoned the natal primordial qi in the void.

Holding that Natal Yuan Qi, Xiao Yao Changsheng seemed to be able to feel the breath of the golden silk spirit monkey, and sank his mind into the Natal Yuan Qi, with his keen original soul sense, Xiao Yao Changsheng also felt two soul thoughts, one strong and one weak.

These two soul thoughts, one is the Ice and Fire King's, and the other is the Lingqing Hou's, in the natal Yuan Qi, although the Lingqing Hou's soul thoughts are strong, but they did not devour the soul of the relatively weak Ice and Fire King, it seems that this Lingqing Hou really regards the Ice and Fire King as a close friend, even if the body is destroyed, their original souls are born together, and death is the same death.

Bang!

A muffled sound washed away the original soul induction of Xiaoyao Changsheng, and Xiaoyao Changsheng only felt a shock in his head, and then he felt a tidal wave of information pouring into his brain.