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There is no longer a cold sound of the system, and the consciousness of the crossing is becoming clearer.

After being down-to-earth, a string of information immediately floated in his head.

There is no task that is not a task, there is only a way forward.

The name of this city is Yili, and in Chen Yang's impression, this should be the place of the Shang Dynasty. But now it is not the Shang Dynasty, but a dynasty that does not exist in history many years before the Shang Dynasty.

Chen Yang walked around the city of Yili, the people here lived and worked in peace and contentment, the atmosphere was good, and even the mood was much better.

Chen Yang stood in the middle of the street, suddenly stopped, his gaze passed through the crowded head, and fixed on a woman's face.

The woman had a happy smile on her face, her eyes were full of curiosity, and she walked around the street shops along the street, looking at this and touching that, and the smile deepened.

Chen Yang looked at the woman with a smile, the woman seemed to feel something, slowly raised her head, walked through the crowd, and met Chen Yang's sight.

It's just that one more glance at you in the crowd has brought together a long-lost relationship.

The smile on the woman's face slowly froze, and the people who kept walking by her, the noisy voices, seemed to have all disappeared at this moment, and in her world, there was only Chen Yang.

The woman walked up slowly, a little excited, tears flashing in her eyes, and suddenly opened her arms and hugged Chen Yang.

"Master."

"Grown up." Chen Yang touched the woman's hair, smiled softly, and said, "Why do you cry so hard when you see the master?" Don't you want to meet the master? ”

This woman is Yao Ji, Zhang Jian's sister, and Yang Erlang's mother.

Yao Ji kept shaking her head, crying and choking, "Master, you have been gone for so long. didn't come back to see Yaoji. ”

Chen Yang wiped away her tears, sensed it, and was slightly surprised in his heart.

I haven't seen her all these years, and Yao Ji's cultivation has become stronger and stronger. Her talent and understanding are inferior to Zhang Jian. And now, Yao Ji actually has the cultivation of the Earth Immortal Realm, which is really a bit beyond Chen Yang's expectations.

"Zhang Jian? Why don't you see him? Chen Yang's eyes swept around, his divine sense emanated, and he found no trace of Zhang Jian.

Mention Zhang Jian. Yao Ji suddenly snorted softly and said, "Brother went to the Northern God Tomb. ”

"The Tomb of the Northern Gods?" Chen Yang frowned and asked, "Where is that?" ”

Yao Ji looked at Chen Yang strangely and asked, "How can the master not know?" ”

Chen Yang shook his head, looked left and right, and asked, "Where do you live?" First take the master to find a place to stay. ”

Yao Ji's eyelashes blinked, and she suddenly asked, "Master, did you come here to find Yao Ji?" ”

Belch......

Chen Yang hesitated for a moment and nodded "um".

A dimple suddenly appeared on Yao Ji's cheeks, and a pair of eyes bent into crescent moons.

Yao Ji took Chen Yang's arm, pointed to the front and said, "I live there." ”

It's a relatively simple house, very old. It was far from Yaoji's residence back then, Chen Yang was a little surprised, and asked, "Is it a habit of living?" ”

"Well, it's just a place to live, it's fine." Yao Ji's words made Chen Yang even more surprised, when did she see it so open?

There is really nothing to go around in the house, you can see it at a glance.

There is a large locust tree in the courtyard, and under the locust tree are stone tables and wooden chairs. This is Chen Yang's favorite style, and sitting here will always make people feel at ease.

Chen Yang patted the chair. Yao Ji came over and sat beside her, and Chen Yang said, "Tell me what's going on with the Northern Divine Tomb." ”

Although Yao Ji wondered why Chen Yang didn't even know about the Northern God Tomb, she didn't ask too much. explained everything about the Northern Divine Tomb to Chen Yang very carefully.

And with Yao Ji's detailed explanation, pictures slowly unfolded in front of Chen Yang.

Zhang Jian brought a woman back from Kunlun Ruins, his cultivation had already broken through the fairyland, but more than a hundred years had passed by then. He came out of Kunlun Ruins and returned to Guangyan Miaole Country. However, at this time, Guangyan Miaole Country has already become a small city, and it is no longer the style of the past.

Zhang Jian left Yao Ji a fairy peach, and after Yao Ji of the Yuan Infant Realm took the fairy peach, in the following period of time, her cultivation increased at an extremely fast speed.

Zhang Jian didn't stay long, he left with the woman. According to Zhang Jian, he was going to the far north to find something.

Zhang Jian has been gone for more than a hundred years, and when he came back again, Yao Ji's cultivation had already broken through to the human immortal.

And Zhang Jian's cultivation is even more terrifying, and Yao Ji can only use the word horror to describe his cultivation.

This time, Zhang Jian came back alone, and Yao Ji didn't see the woman.

After Zhang Jian returned, he entered a state of retreat, and twenty years later, the Three Realms were in turmoil, and there was conflict in the Far North.

It was the biggest war between gods and demons, and of course, it was just Yaoji's doing.

In that battle of the gods, I don't know how many gods and demons fell, and the far north became the cemetery of gods and demons.

After that war of the gods, the Far North became a must-visit place for adventurers, where there are countless treasures, and if you are lucky, you may even get the inheritance of gods and demons.

Immortal cultivators rushed to the northern god tomb one after another, hoping that one day they would be lucky enough to get the favor of a certain god and obtain inheritance.

"Zhang Jian went to find the inheritance?

Yao Ji shook her head, a little unhappy, and said, "My brother has already obtained the inheritance, and he said that he would go there to find someone." ”

Chen Yang's heart moved, and he asked, "That woman?" ”

"Hmm." Yao Ji said: "Although my brother didn't say it, I guess it should be her." ”

The graveyard of gods and demons in the Far North, the battle of the gods.

There was such a magical place, Chen Yang suddenly became a little interested.

Yao Ji saw the glint in Chen Yang's eyes and said, "Master, do you want to go too?" ”

"Hmm." Chen Yang said: "I have to go and take a look." ”

"I'm going too." Yao Ji said.

"You're waiting for me here." Chen Yang rejected her.

"No, I'm going, master, you can't leave me here alone." Yaoji stood up, walked to Chen Yang's side, hugged his arm tightly, and said.

Chen Yang was a little helpless, if the Northern Divine Tomb was really like what Yao Ji said, it would definitely not be a good place to go. Yao Ji's cultivation is certainly not weak, but now Chen Yang, who is in the fading realm, has a high and low cultivation. There is no certainty, if you encounter any danger and your cultivation falls all of a sudden, it is very dangerous.

Yao Ji was very determined to accompany Chen Yang. No matter what Chen Yang says, she always has a reason.

Speaking of which, Chen Yang felt that if he didn't take her with him, it seemed to be against heaven.

"It's not impossible to take you there, but you have to listen to me on the way."

Yao Ji cheered. pounced on Chen Yang and said with a smile: "You are my master, of course I will listen to you." ”

Chen Yang looked at Yao Ji, who was smiling like a flower, and always had a bad feeling in his heart.

Chen Yang was resolute and decided, and immediately took action.

The tomb of the god in the north is in the extreme north, and Yao Ji only knows that it is in the north, and there is no specific direction. The two of them sprang up and flew north.

Chen Yang's cultivation is quite stable for the time being, and there has not been much fluctuation in this period of time. It's been quite peaceful along the way. The occasional demon beast that does not have long eyes, Chen Yang just drives it away, and does not hurt his life.

……

Zhang Jian stood outside the cemetery, holding a large bouquet of blooming wildflowers in his hand, and as far as the eye could see, a jagged and magnificent landscape formed by the arrangement of tall tombstones shocked people's eyes.

Zhang Jian walked into the Tomb of God Cemetery, walked through the dense tombstones, and finally came to an inconspicuous tombstone, standing slightly.

Zhang Jian slowly squatted down and placed the wildflower in his hand in front of the tombstone. Raise your sleeves and wipe them on the tombstone.

Zhang Jian sat for a long time, for several days and nights, and he didn't say a word, just in his eyes. There is a constant change of expression. Sometimes gentle, sometimes sad, sometimes angry.

Another day, Zhang Jian seemed to be reluctant to be nostalgic, took a deep look at the tombstone, and turned to leave.

A breeze was blowing. The petals scattered on the ground are attached to the tombstone, and you can clearly see the four big characters engraved on the tombstone.

"My wife Qiulin."

……

"Wow, is this the tomb of the gods of the north? It's so beautiful! Yao Ji looked at the past from afar, and there was almost no edge of the cemetery in the distance, in which dense tombstones were erected, and around the tombstones, many plants and flowers were planted.

The aura here is so abundant that it is suffocating, and when you grab it, it is a ball of aura that seems to be substantial.

Along the way, the closer you get to the tomb of the gods, the more people there are.

Outside the Divine Tomb, I don't know how many immortal cultivators, they set up camps outside the Divine Tomb, in groups of three or five, or in groups of more than a dozen people.

This situation made Chen Yang feel very strange, Chen Yang did not doubt their motive for coming here, but he did not understand why they did not enter the Divine Tomb?

Mutual constraints?

The two of them left and walked towards the tomb on foot.

As soon as the two appeared, they immediately attracted the attention of many people, and they looked over one after another. Chen Yang turned a blind eye to this, these guys who cultivated to a high level of strength were not in the realm of earth immortals, and they were just like Yao Ji, so what was there to fear?

"Master, there are a lot of people here." Yao Ji rolled around with big eyes and whispered.

The gods and demons buried in the front tomb are all gods and demons, although these gods and demons are dead, but the souls of the gods should not be destroyed, and there are many treasures and bones of immortals. For ordinary immortal cultivators, if they can get one or two things by chance, it is already a great opportunity.

There are obviously more people who pay attention to Yao Ji than Chen Yang, after all, they are beauties.

A man who cultivated in the fairyland, squinting at Yao Ji, rubbing his chin and smiling obscenely.

"Shangxian Mo Fei has taken a fancy to it?" The man next to him asked with a smile.

"And my appetite." The man threw his hair behind his head, carried a broadsword on his back, and walked towards Yaoji.

Chen Yang had already noticed this man, but he didn't care, he was just a little minion in the fairyland.

"Zheng!"

A broadsword suddenly flew and stuck on the ground in front of Chen Yang and the others.

The man walked over slowly, holding the hilt of the sword in his hand, and stood sideways, with a hint of a smile in his eyes, skimming Chen Yang and landing on Yao Ji's face.

Yao Ji raised her eyebrows and shouted, "Get out of the way." ”

The man pretended to be cool and posed coolly, and said in a contrived hoarse voice: "Beauty, it's dangerous here. ”

Yao Ji's mood at this time had calmed down a lot, and she said indifferently, "Get out of the way." ”

The corners of the man's mouth hooked up a little arc, and said: "Beauty, the little white face is useless, if you want to find what you want in the tomb of the gods, I can help you." ”

Little white face?

When Chen Yang heard this, he couldn't help but want to laugh. This man's cultivation as an earth immortal has been cultivated to the dog's body.

The impenetrable cultivation has become a symbol of the weak in his eyes?

But Chen Yang can actually understand it, after all, probably in his heart, he thinks that a powerful immortal would never take such a gentle way to enter the divine tomb.

Yao Ji heard the man's words insult Chen Yang like this. Furious in his heart, he drew his sword and pointed it at the man.

Chen Yang saw the sword in Yao Ji's hand, and his heart moved slightly. This sword, Chen Yang naturally recognized. It was the Ziwei Sword that Chen Yang gave her when Yao Ji was apprenticed.

If this sword falls in the mortal world, it will naturally be treated as a treasure, but Yao Ji has now become an immortal, and this sword has long been out of line with her identity, and there is not much difference between having it and not.

This girl is quite nostalgic. Chen Yang smiled in his heart.

The man saw at a glance that this sword was just an ordinary mortal product, and he didn't take it seriously. Leisurely pulled out the broadsword, grabbed a few sword flowers in his hand, the sword qi burst out, looked at Chen Yang, and sneered: "Sure enough, it's a little white face." ”

When Yao Ji heard this, she was furious, and Ziwei Jian immediately beckoned to the man.

The two fought together in an instant, you came and went, swords and shadows intertwined, and spiritual power poured out.

Chen Yang saw that Yao Ji would not be able to win for a while. didn't want to cause more trouble, and said softly: "Yaoji, come back." ”

Yao Ji was a little reluctant, but she had to admit it. This man does have some means, and his cultivation is comparable to her, and it is difficult to achieve results if he fights like this.

Yao Ji retreated and said, "Master, this bastard is too hateful. ”

Chen Yang smiled. Said: "What do you have to do with this kind of person?" ”

When the man heard this, he pointed his sword at Chen Yang and snorted: "Little white face, just like you, can you be her master?" Presumably to teach her some kung fu for bed fun, hahaha. ”

When the men watching the battle heard this, they couldn't help but laugh.

An immortal cultivator of this level is just an ant in Chen Yang's eyes, the kind that can be destroyed with a raised hand.

When Chen Yang raised his palm, he slapped the man into disappearance, and the laughter floating in his ears came to an abrupt end.

Chen Yang shook his sleeves, and the man didn't even leave a trace of flesh and blood, as if it didn't exist in the first place.

No one fled, not even a breath could be heard. They didn't dare to move, for fear of attracting Chen Yang's attention, and they also slapped them to death.

"Let's go." Chen Yang's tone was soft, and he said to Yao Ji, as if what had just happened had never happened.

Indeed, for a powerhouse like Chen Yang, killing an immortal in the Earth Immortal Realm is indeed not an important matter.

Yao Ji looked at Chen Yang with some admiration, took small steps, followed closely behind, raised her chin slightly, and her face was full of pride. As if she had just killed the man with a slap.

Chen Yang left, and everyone looked at them getting closer and closer to the back of the divine tomb, and the pressure dropped sharply, and they began to discuss.

"It's too powerful, a madman can't even take a move."

"I'm afraid it's a fairy."

"I don't know how many realms it is."

"They're going to enter the Tomb of the Gods?"

"Impossible, even if it's a celestial, you can't get in."

"There is only one chance to enter the Divine Tomb once a year, and even if he has a Heavenly Immortal cultivation, he will definitely not be able to enter."

Everyone talked about it, and they were afraid of Chen Yang, who appeared in the sky and cultivated to terror, and at the same time they were worried in their hearts.

The appearance of a celestial immortal is bound to take away most of their resources, and they, although they are unhappy in their hearts, are powerless.

But what made them feel a little reassured was that even if he was a celestial, so what? The tomb of the gods is not something that anyone can break into, and the grievances of the ancient gods and demons are gathered here, naturally forming a layer of barriers, and this layer of barriers, even if it is a heavenly immortal, is not allowed to enter.

Chen Yang walked closer, his footsteps slowly stopped, and looked at the tomb of the god in front of him, he could clearly see the name engraved on the tombstone in front of him.

"Russell the wolf god."

"Master, there seems to be a seal here." Yaoji walked up and said softly, she didn't dare to make a loud noise, as if she was afraid that her voice was too loud and would wake up the gods and demons buried in the ground.

"It's not a seal." Chen Yang closed his eyes slightly, felt it carefully, opened his eyes suddenly, and said, "It's resentment, their resentment." ”

"We don't belong here, they reject us, they want to preserve the last bit of dignity that belongs to them."

Yao Ji didn't understand this and asked, "How do we get in?" ”

Chen Yang said: "Rest." ”

Yao Ji complied, and Chen Yang shook his head. "It's not enough. He took out a jade plaque, tapped his fingers in the void a few times, pressed his palm down slightly, and an illusory formation was pressed into the jade plaque.

Chen Yang handed her the jade plaque. "Take it, follow me, and don't make a sound." ”

Yao Ji nodded again and again, grabbed a little corner of Chen Yang's clothes, and slowly followed.

When Chen Yang walked into the tomb of the gods as if he were nothing. The men outside widened their eyes and dropped their jaws in shock.

One step apart, like the difference between heaven and earth.

Outside the divine curtain, the aura was as rich as substance, and inside the divine tomb, the resentment was so thick that even Chen Yang couldn't help frowning.

This terrifying resentment, like the waves of the river and the sea, constantly impacts people's spiritual platforms.

Chen Yang was worried about Yao Ji and turned his head to look. Yao Ji's little face was already pale, her eyes were in a trance, her hand holding the corner of her clothes was clenched into a fist, and her nails were almost embedded in her palm.

Chen Yang frowned, his palm gently stroked the back of her head, and a cool force made Yao Ji relax instantly, and she couldn't help but gasp for breath.

"Are you alright?"

Yao Ji shook her head, subconsciously approaching Chen Yang, grabbing his arm tightly, with a hint of fear in her eyes. It was as if the beautiful flowers and plants around her had turned into demons, waiting for an opportunity to devour her.

In this cemetery, I don't know how many gods and demons have fallen. Bury it. But as far as Chen Yang can see, I am afraid there can be tens of thousands.

What a terrifying amount this was, and Chen Yang guessed that all the people buried in the tomb of the gods were bones. And in such a terrifying divine war, how many of them were wiped out even the bones and souls?

And those who are able to leave bones. Cultivation must be very terrifying, I'm afraid it's at least above the Golden Immortal.

Tens of thousands of immortals and demons in the Golden Fairy Realm are buried in this divine cemetery. This amount, Chen Yang felt very terrifying just thinking about it.

Each tombstone is engraved with the identity and name of the deceased.

"Dragons Yama Dragon."

"Netherworld Rakshasa ."

……

Each tombstone represents the departure of a peerless powerhouse.

Chen Yang seemed to be able to hear the unwilling roar under the tombstone and the unquenched ambition hidden in the depths.

Chen Yang walked around aimlessly, looking at one strange and powerful name after another, and his mood was inexplicably touched.

I don't know how long I walked, Chen Yang suddenly stopped, and Yaoji, who didn't have time to react, didn't stop, and suddenly hit Chen Yang's back.

"Master, why did you stop?" Yao Ji ruffled her hair and asked curiously.

Chen Yang stared at a tombstone in front of him that was slightly more than the others, his face shocked and angry.

Yao Ji saw that Chen Yang's face had changed drastically, so she followed his gaze and subconsciously read out the name on the tombstone.

"Emperor of Heaven...... Dijun. Yao Ji was also a little surprised, and said, "Wow, it's Di Jun, I heard my brother talk about him." ”

Chen Yang couldn't come back to his senses for a long time, and at the end, he asked, "Is it him who Zhang Jian got the inheritance?" ”

Yao Ji nodded and asked in wonder, "Master, how do you know?" ”

Chen Yang squeezed out a smile and said, "I guess." ”

Chen Yang continued to walk forward, and he noticed a tombstone that was different from the other place. The so-called difference refers to the fact that the tombstone is smaller and more delicate in comparison. And under the tombstone, there is a bunch of wildflowers that have lost their moisture and are dry.

Even if the wildflowers wither, you can still see the beauty of this bouquet of flowers when they are bright.

Chen Yang's gaze slowly froze on the tombstone, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he glanced at the wild flowers under the tombstone again, and vaguely guessed who brought this bouquet of flowers.

Qiu Lin died.

This bouquet of flowers should have been brought by Zhang Jian.

If you look at it this way, the relationship between Zhang Jian and Qiu Lin seems to be very deep.

Did they end up in Kunlun Ruins? Did you get anything in the Kunlun Ruins?

Chen Yang continued to walk forward, and the deeper he went, the bigger the tombstone here became, and the more resentment grew.

Chen Yang was actually a little scared in his heart, he was afraid of seeing those familiar names, he wanted to stop, he wanted to turn around and leave. But he had to keep going.

"The Yellow Emperor."

"Emperor Yan."

"The gods of water work together."

"Vulcan Zhurong."

"Shaodian."

"Kuafu."

"Di Yao."

"Dishun."

"Xingtian."

"Chiyou."

Chen Yang's palms were trembling, and there was a trace of fear in his heart.

Three emperors and five emperors, three emperors fell.

And Emperor Yan under the tombstone should be Yugang, not Shennong.

Chi You has already died at the hands of the Yellow Emperor, but why is he here?

What happened in that battle of the gods? How many gods and demons have fallen here?

Chen Yang stood in front of Emperor Yan's tombstone, his palm gently caressing the tombstone, and the desolate and unwilling breath poured into his body from Chen Yang's palm.

Chen Yang's actions seemed to have aroused the anger of the immortals, gods and demons who had fallen from the Divine Tomb, and the resentment suddenly surged, surging wildly, instantly enveloping Chen Yang.

Chen Yang's face was pale, and waves of anger continued to impact Chen Yang's spiritual platform.

Yao Ji felt bad and shouted in a panic, "Master." ”

She wanted to step forward and grab Chen Yang's hand, but she was bounced away by a force and was shocked back a few steps.

Chen Yang slowly closed his eyes, and angry roars kept sounding in his mind.

"Why are you alive, why are you ......" (To be continued.) )