Chapter 77 The sword coffin of the king of Zhou, the doubts of the past life

At this moment, the memories of Zhang Xiyun's previous life surged like a tide!

In the palace engraved with the words "Yin Cao Palace", the real dragon pulled a huge sword coffin!

The phoenix flew with the dragon chair on its back, and the flames around the unicorn were rolling, and he stood up proudly!

He felt like he had returned to the moment in his previous life!

He heard the sound of a sword, looked up, and saw a golden sword hanging over his head!

The sword coffin glowed with a strange light, the hanging golden sword statue was pulled, and it returned to the sword coffin in an instant, the lid of the sword coffin exploded, and an arm like a dry bone stretched out from it, holding the golden sword tightly, and swinging the sword down at him!

He was covered in cold sweat, this sword was cut down, how could he be killed!

"Idiot! Don't wake up yet!"

Suddenly, he heard the sound of an old man shouting in his ears.

For a moment, he snapped his eyes open.

The golden sword, the sword coffin, and the dragon and phoenix unicorn all turned into smoke.

In front of him was the pillar of fire in the Ice Flame Cave, and Feng Wei stood in front of him.

Zhang Xiyun sat on the ground paralyzed, panting heavily, sweat dripping from his face.

"How can this be?" Windhale wondered, with worry in her eyes, "What do you see?"

"I saw it" Zhang Xiyun almost blurted out the scene of his previous life, but he stopped his mouth in time.

The things of the previous life are too weird, and they involve the secret of their reincarnation without losing their memory, should they be told to the master?

"I saw the memories of my childhood, my father died in Yecheng, and someone even wanted to kill me, and then, I saw it again"

Zhang Xiyun decided to reveal part of the facts, "I saw the real dragon pulling a huge sword coffin, on which there was a phoenix carrying a dragon chair circling and flying, and a fire unicorn got up in front of it to open the way, and inside the sword coffin, it was more like an arm like a dry bone stretched out!"

Feng Mao was horrified, did his disciple see the scene of the Middle Ages and even the Ancient Period!?

His brow furrowed, and he stopped talking, as if he was thinking about something.

Zhang Xiyun finally calmed down, looked at the frowning Feng Mao, his heart was beating again, and he asked cautiously: "Master, what does that strange scene represent?"

He also wanted to take this opportunity to try to see if he could learn about the connection between the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum and this world from the master's mouth.

But he didn't answer his words for a moment, but instead stamped back and forth in the cave, shaking his head from time to time.

Zhang Xiyun didn't want to ask again, so he had to stand up and wait.

However, Zhang Xiyun himself also felt a little strange, a withered hand stretched out from the sword coffin, holding a sword to slash him, which he had never seen in his previous life!

"It's impossible, but is it really it?" said Kazemaki in disbelief from inside the cave.

Zhang Xiyun couldn't help it, and asked again, "Master, what are you referring to?"

Hearing this, Feng Wei looked at Zhang Xiyun with a complicated expression: "When the ancient sages were playing, the king of Shang once combined the power of all the saints to create a unique sage casting army, and that was a sword coffin!"

"That sword coffin is rumored to be the final destination that the King of Shang has prepared for himself!"

Zhang Xiyun was so shocked that his jaw was about to fall to the ground, that sword coffin was actually what he had seen in the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum in his previous life, but the master actually said that there really was such a sword coffin in this world, and it was even related to the game of saints on the medieval fault!

"The method of appealing to life can follow the cause and effect of the previous life, and your cause and effect has the memory cause and effect of the medieval life appeal line cultivators who entered the reincarnation, could it be that the memory cause and effect are contaminated with other traces in the reincarnation?"

Zhang Xiyun began to regret telling this matter a little, so the master began to think more, the truth of the life is too mysterious, and the master will see through the truth of his past life and this life!

I don't know if it's because I've read too many novels and stories in my previous life, or because of the psychology of protecting myself, he always feels that the secret of his reincarnation may involve the secrets of the two worlds, and he shouldn't let people know, at least when he is so weak, he shouldn't say it, even if it's the person closest to him.

At this moment, he began to think of an excuse to see this miraculous scene, so he asked Feng Mao: "Could this be the medieval lifeline, and the ancestors also put the memories of the medieval sword coffin into reincarnation?"

Unexpectedly, Feng Mao categorically denied it, and said, "It's impossible!"

Zhang Xiyun was speechless for a while, and then listened to Feng Wei continue: "The only possibility is what the teacher said before, this memory cause and effect is in reincarnation, and it is contaminated with other causes and effects!"

"Otherwise, you are the real one"

"Impossible, if you are really a teacher, it is impossible not to see it"

He stopped and looked at Zhang Xiyun, his eyes were complicated, and he stopped talking.

Zhang Xiyun felt bitter for a while, in fact, things couldn't be simpler, in his previous life, he was afraid that he had inadvertently bumped into some big secrets, so he had these things now, but he couldn't explain everything to the master, which caused the master to think wildly for a while.

Feng Wei sighed lightly, "It's all the entanglement of fate and cause and effect, as a teacher, I'm afraid that you have suffered this cause and effect, and the road in the future will not be easy."

Zhang Xiyun doesn't care in his heart, he really hasn't endured any messy cause and effect, whether it's an ancient testament or a Shang Dynasty oracle bone inscription, anyway, it's all self-taught in my last life!

Feng Wei sighed again and said, "As a teacher, I will first pass on the foundation method of appealing to you!"

Zhang Xiyun's face turned straight at this time, and it was finally time to teach the Fa!

"You should have already felt the pulse of life, and the innate gossip is counted as a common life, what do you think?" asked Feng Mao.

Zhang Xiyun scratched his head and thought: "The indescribable feeling is too mysterious, as if I have returned to the past, everything is in it, but I am powerless to change"

Feng Wei nodded, "I can't change it, it's because I haven't succeeded in shaping my life for my teacher, and I can't change my life." ”

"And if you can be there, you have already told your life. ”

"In the next few days, you will live in the cave as a teacher, and you will not be able to leave this ice cave until the day when you remember all the methods taught by your teacher!"

Zhang Xiyun was excited, and responded loudly: "Disciple obeys!"

Zhonghuangzhou, Imperial City.

Zhangfu, except for the imperial city, is the most magnificent here.

And the lord of Zhang's Mansion is naturally the emperor Zhang Yong.

In the house, in the study, Zhang Yong sat on a chair, holding a blood-stained jade pendant in his hand, the blood stains on it had dried up, as if it had been integrated into the jade, and the words "Ping Sanqing" were faintly seen on the jade pendant.

"Tianfan, you have been away from your father for more than fifteen years"

"In three years, your son will be an adult"

"My father is really not a good grandfather, until now, I don't even know the name and appearance of my grandson, but your grandfather is angry with me, and I can't go to see him, don't blame me for being a father"

"Now that the overall situation in the world has been decided, the divine realm is hidden, this is what you advocated back then"

"It's time for my father to leave the imperial capital and prepare for a hundred years later"

In the winter of the 31st year of the Han Dynasty, the emperor Zhang Yong left Beijing, the government and the opposition were shaken, the world was in an uproar, and no one knew where it went.