Chu Yang left Mo Feng far behind, and stepped on the steps of chasing the clouds, only to see his figure, one step to the left, one step to the right, one step ahead, one step after the other, like a leisurely step, and like a walk in the clouds, it looks like a scattered footwork, but it is strange and unpredictable to walk, a group of square circles, a group of Qiankun, like the changing clouds in the sky, as unpredictable. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

After about an hour's walk, Chu Yang came to the mountainside of the mountain behind Qingxuanmen, the mountainside behind Qingxuanmen, I heard that it was the resting place of the ancestor of Qingxuanmen, Mo Ziyang, in normal times, in order not to affect the rest of the ancestor, Qingxuanmen listed this place as a forbidden place, except for some slaves under the Qingxuanmen who came to take care of it regularly, few disciples came here.

Chu Yang lowered his brows, raised his eyes, and saw that what was in front of him was the most empty area of the entire cemetery, and the cemeteries in front of him were full of rows of mausoleums, one by one, and here it was empty at a glance, and there was no cemetery in sight, which seemed quite strange.

A breeze blew, blowing the young man's clothes and making a slight noise, Chu Yang's brows furrowed slightly, only to feel that at the mountain range in front of him, there was a faint coercion swept over, there seemed to be a pair of eyes, silently watching him, his eyes were slightly sunken, he groaned slightly, and muttered: "Could it be that there is the tomb of the ancestor of Qingxuanmen?"

Chu Yang let out a low voice, as soon as his voice fell, the demon knife behind him suddenly trembled violently, making an uneasy sound of controversy, Chu Yang's complexion changed slightly, stretched out his broad palm, gently stroked the demon knife behind him, and tried to calm down the demon knife behind him, but at this time, the demon knife didn't know what was wrong, under his comfort, instead of calming down, the chanting was getting louder and louder.

Next to Chu Yang's ears and temples, the dragon on the rotating pan mirror, seeing this scene, the golden body the size of an earthworm squirmed slightly, he rolled his eyes, and said to the demon knife behind Chu Yang: "Hey, that knife, there are some things he always has to go through, even if you stop him now, what about the future? You can't protect him every time, right? He also has to grow." ”

Hearing the words of the dragon on the pan mantis mirror, it was originally a demon knife that was trembling incessantly, but suddenly stopped trembling, Chu Yang frowned slightly, and glanced at the dragon on the pan mantis mirror spinning beside him, feeling slightly uncomfortable, according to the words of the dragon beside him, the demon knife behind him wanted to protect him, and was protected by a knife, no matter how he thought about it, Chu Yang felt a little weird.

He coughed lightly, and from the words of the dragon, it was not difficult for him to hear that there seemed to be something dangerous waiting for him ahead, which made him hesitate a little, but he hesitated, and now Chu Yang also understood that no matter what was waiting for him in front of him, he could only move forward bravely, because he had no way back.

His back road has been blocked by Mo Feng, he clearly understands that the corpses of those Qingxuanmen ancestors can't stop Mo Feng's divine corpse for long, and now all he can do is how far and as far as he can go when the divine corpse does not come, other than that, he has no other way, although it is a little sad, but this is the reality.

The dragon's warning was not wrong, and his participation in the Xuanting Meeting was just a humiliation for himself, because Mo Feng was too terrifying now, with the divine corpse that had existed for countless years in his hand, he now had few opponents in the entire corner of the sky.

Chu Yang thought about it for a while, and after making up his mind, the steps that stopped under his feet were dragged by him again, he bowed his body, holding the demon knife in one hand, and walked forward with the steps in the other, the further he went, the more powerful the broken Tianxuan Sword Technique in his body became.

This made Chu Yang feel a little uneasy, and at the same time, he also determined that there was indeed a great relationship between Mo Ziyang, the ancestor of the Qingxuanmen, and the ancestor of his own family, and it was very likely that the ancestor of the Qingxuanmen was just like the rumors from the outside world, and he was the disciple of his ancestor.

"Things seem to be getting more and more interesting, this ancestor of Qingxuanmen, it seems that he really stole the ancestor's knife and was driven out by the ancestor, and then created the Qingxuanmen, but then again, this Mo Ziyang does have some ability, after being driven out of the door by the ancestor, with his own strength, he actually founded the huge Qingxuanmen, making the Qingxuanmen prosperous for thousands of years, which is really rare. ”

Chu Yang muttered in a low voice, walked to the end of the mountain range, and saw a dark cave in front of him, this cave is the corpse cave of the ancestor of Qingxuanmen, there has always been such a rule in Yanxia Villa, every owner of Yanxia Villa must go to the hanging cave to sit down, pay attention to the corpse hiding cave, and show off the descendants of the descendants.

Although there is no truth to this statement, after all, it is a rule set by the ancestors, although thousands of years have passed, in order to show respect for the ancestors, this custom has always been observed, the ancestor of the Qingxuanmen, Mo Ziyang, the reason why he put his grave in the corpse cave, Chu Yang thought it should be to show respect for their ancestors, that is, his master!

The cave is not big, only allowing two or three people to pass through, this cave seems to have been untouched for a long time, the cave is extremely dark and damp, Chu Yang's feet stepped on the ground in the cave, it seems that he can feel the moisture in the cave, the further he goes, the heavier the cold in the cave, Chu Yang couldn't help but shiver, his dark eyes turned slightly, his eyes narrowed into a line, looking at the endless corpse cave in front of him, he couldn't help but rub his nose, and muttered suspiciously.

"The usual corpse cave is only forty or fifty meters deep at most, and the longest corpse cave is only about 80 meters. ”

Chu Yang scratched his head, he didn't know much about the layout of the tomb, just a little fur, this kind of dead man's things are generally more familiar to warlocks, and the hanging hole is the forbidden place of their Yanxia Villa, he has never entered, nor has he seen the ancestral corpse cave, and he can't be sure whether the layout of the corpse cave of the ancestor of Qingxuanmen is learned from his own ancestor.

Chu Yang walked forward for a while, and around the rock wall in front of him, there were suddenly some more green flames, these flames were like ghostly fires, swaying and flickering, under the illumination of these flames, Chu Yang could vaguely see some scenes in the cave.

This corpse cave, it is true that no one has come for a while, the stones on it are covered with moss, which is why Chu Yang walked on the road, and always felt that the ground under his feet was very slippery, and after walking forward for a while, many wall drawings suddenly appeared on the rock wall, these wall drawings were very weird, they were some creatures that Chu Yang had never seen, these creatures were covered with long hair, and if you looked carefully, they were a little like Chu Yang on the dead road, and the people who had seen the dead road guards, half demons!

"Could this be the wall map of the artifact of the demon-shaped thing?But the ancestor of Qingxuanmen, what are you doing with these half-demon wall drawings?" Chu Yang frowned, and his eyebrows were full of suspicion.

By Chu Yang's side, the dragon on the rotating pan mirror was surprisingly calm since he entered the cave, and when he heard Chu Yang's question, he was also silent.

Chu Yang also seemed to have discovered the strangeness of the dragon, but he didn't say anything, with the suspicion in his heart, he continued to walk forward, and walked forward for a while, the narrow cave in front of him suddenly became wider, and the cave in front of him seemed to be at the end.

The cave at the end is an irregular oval, in the oval cave, there is a bronze coffin in the center, the coffin seems to have stood in the cave for too long, eroded, and there are some rust spots on the bronze surface, which are difficult to find if you don't look closely.

The bronze coffin, standing in the cave, exuded a terrifying aura, which made Chu Yang feel familiar and unfamiliar.

"Huh...... That's ......"

Suddenly, Chu Yang's gaze changed slightly, as if he had found something that made him suspicious, his face turned pale instantly, and he looked along his line of sight, only to see that on the bronze coffin, there was a coffin painting, on which was an old man, this old man was only the size of a dwarf, he only had one leg, one hand was holding a dragon snake-shaped cane as a support, and one leg was standing on a huge book.

"Isn't this the spirit of the Sutra of Failure? How could his figure be depicted on the coffin of the ancestor of Qingxuanmen, and become a coffin painting? Could it be that he is the ancestor of Qingxuanmen, and Mo Ziyang has also seen the spirit of the Sutra of Failure? But it's not right! It stands to reason that the spirit in the Sutra of Failure, usually only the person who fails, will only be seen after completing the sacrifice to the spirit, according to the spirit in the Demon Sutra, the spirit sacrifice is only a resolute loser, it will appear, but as far as I know, the ancestor of Qingxuanmen, a thousand years ago, was a scorching figure like a celestial pride, how could this kind of genius person be a failed person, summoning the spirit in the Crazy Demon Heart Sutra?"

Chu Yang was puzzled, since the beginning of cultivating the Demon Sutra, he always felt that this scripture was too weird and mysterious, and the experience over the past period of time, whether it was the Thirteen Forbidden Demons of the Madness, or the Madman, the Path of the Madman, the Seed of the Heavenly Demon, and the portrait of the spirit in the Demon Sutra in front of him, all fully proved Chu Yang's guess.

Chu Yang stepped forward suspiciously, and when he observed the bronze coffin up close, he was even more sure that the coffin painting on the bronze coffin in front of him was undoubtedly the spirit in the Crazy Demon Sutra.

"Hmm...... It's the breath of a madman, I...... After a thousand years of waiting, it was finally the madman who waited. ”

When Chu Yang was full of suspicion, suddenly, a shriveled sound sounded from the bronze coffin, and the next moment in Chu Yang's rapidly dilated pupils, I only heard a boom, the bronze coffin lid suddenly cracked, and a man with a face like a withered eagle leaned out with one arm and grabbed him.

"Tricked corpses? This ...... What the hell is going on? How did the monster, which had been dead for a thousand years, suddenly come back to life?"

Chu Yang was frightened, seeing the old monster in the bronze giant coffin, a palm poked out, he gritted his teeth, without any hesitation, turned around and ran towards the outside of the cave, behind him a terrifying aura, instantly occupied the entire cave, the entire hidden corpse cave, under the huge pressure of the Qingxuanmen Ancestor, it seemed that it was reaching the limit, and the entire cave began to slowly collapse with a rumbling.

"Sure enough, you have hidden the corpse for thousands of years, just for the mad demon! Yun Old Demon, you are so patient and a good apprentice to teach!"

The dragon in the pan mirror, seeing that the ancestor of the Qingxuanmen was entangled in Chu Yang, seemed to understand something for a moment, sneered, and the golden light flashed all over his body.

"Hey, that evil dragon, the ancestor of Qingxuanmen, since he is not dead, you didn't remind me for Mao, and asked me to come over to alarm him, this is over, I'm going to die, the god corpse has not been solved, and now I have met a Qingxuanmen ancestor who has cheated the corpse, and the master is really on a dead end, there is no way to go to heaven and no way to go to earth. Chu Yang was full of scolding and scolding as he ran.

"Hey...... The reason why this guy has been sleeping for so long is to wait for you, so whether you enter this corpse cave or not, he will find you. Hearing Chu Yang's complaint, the dragon sneered and said.

"What the hell is going on?"

Chu Yang asked suspiciously, he was confused by the dragon for a while, he and the ancestor of Qingxuanmen had no grievances, and he wanted to entangle himself for Mao.

As if he knew what Chu Yang was thinking, the dragon sneered and said, "Do you think I'm lying to you, thinking that since you and this ancestor of Qingxuanmen have no grudges, why do others trouble you?"

Chu Yang's eyes moved slightly and nodded.

"I usually see that you kid is very shrewd, but I didn't expect you to be so naïve. ”

Seeing this, the dragon mocked mercilessly, the young man's ignorance, his upturned mouth moved slightly, and said coldly: "Do you still remember that in that poplar forest, the words of that mad demon, since ancient times, there are thirty-three crazy demons, and heaven and earth can only accommodate one mad demon! Since ancient times, there are only thirty-three mad demons, and the so-called crazy demons are the only ones who are not bound by heaven and earth, and you happen to be the thirty-third mad demon. ”

"You don't know yet, this madman is terrible! you just need to know that there are many powerful beings who want to become a member of the mad demon with all their might. There is no one in a million crazy demons, only the resolute losers can get it, so by chance, you are lucky to become one of them, you must know that many strong people are born to be a generation of Tianjiao, and there are few losers, so many strong people can not get the title of mad demons in their lifetimes, so some people began to find their own tricks, ready to hunt mad demons, and achieve their own madness, and among these people, including your evil ancestor. The dragon sneered and said with a sneer.

"My ancestor?"

Chu Yang frowned, hesitant.

"Yes, your ancestor. ”

The dragon nodded and said very seriously. (To be continued.) )