Qingyun Dao Chang's words surprised Xue Tianqing: "What do you say the name of the tomb owner?" ”

"Gongsun Xuanyuan!"

"Where's the entrance? Take me there! As she spoke, Xue Tianqing rubbed her hands excitedly.

Who is Gongsun Xuanyuan? O Yellow Emperor, your own orthodox ancestor!

According to myths and legends, the Yellow Emperor lived for hundreds of years, and finally rode the Yellow Dragon to the sky and disappeared.

Although some people in later generations speculated that the Yellow Emperor was an alien, he finally left the earth and returned to his hometown. But more people think that the ancient legends are not believable, and the real Yellow Emperor has long since passed away.

The former Xue Tianqing also agrees with the latter view, after all, the credibility of myths is very low, and they are all stories woven by ancient people for spiritual sustenance.

However, after coming to this world, Xue Tianqing's thoughts began to waver, because the once ethereal myth had appeared in front of him alive.

Today, in this world that cannot be fully explained by science, how can he not be thrilled not only to hear the name of the Yellow Emperor, but also to know where his grave is?

Seeing that Qingyun was still grinding, Xue Tianqing raised his leg and kicked his buttocks: "Hurry up, if you don't leave, Lao Tzu will go directly with your soul!" ”

Looking at an inconspicuous cave at the foot of Cumulus Mountain, and even a lot of animal hair, Xue Tianqing felt a little uncomfortable in her heart: his ancestors were buried in this kind of place?

After walking along the cave for about fifty meters, the Qingyun Road leader stopped in front of a stone wall that was not very smooth.

Then he fumbled for a while, and finally pulled out an iron chain under a nondescript stone, which turned out to be the entrance to the tomb.

As Qingyun Dao Chang pulled the iron chain, a two-meter-high passage appeared in front of the two, and the moment the entrance opened, a wave of decay came to their faces.

Qingyun Dao Chang pointed to the passage: "The tomb is inside, and there is nothing except those secret techniques." ”

Xue Tianqing tidied up her clothes, bowed respectfully three times, and then stepped into the passage.

Although he couldn't see his fingers in the passage, he still walked steadily, and his heart was even more pious, because this was his true ancestor.

Xue Tianqing could see clearly in the darkness, but Qingyun Dao Leader did not have this ability, and from time to time he would hit the walls on both sides and let out a shout at the same time.

Xue Tianqing frowned, and then as soon as she stretched out her hand, a torch appeared out of thin air: "Take it, dare to make a little more noise, I cut your tongue." ”

Hearing this, Daoist Qingyun hurriedly took the torch, and then took two steps to lead the way in front.

The passage is very long, but there is no decoration, and in some places it is even potholed, which looks quite shabby.

The more she walked in, the more uncomfortable Xue Tianqing felt in her heart, this was her ancestor, not only did no one worship after death, but even the place where her bones were buried was unknown.

If it weren't for the accidental discovery of the Qingyun Dao people, who would have known that there was a heroic man buried here.

I don't know how long I walked, Qingyun Dao Chang stopped: "Immortal Chief, there is a tomb in front." ”

Looking at the door of the tomb that was not completely closed, Xue Tianqing asked, "You've been here many times, haven't you?" ”

Listening to the sound of Xue Tianqing almost freezing, Qingyun Dao Elder hurriedly said: "Immortal Chief, don't worry, I haven't taken anything except those secret techniques, and even the tomb hasn't moved." ”

"Better so, or you'll be buried here."

Daoist Qingyun didn't lie, he really didn't touch anything in the tomb, and it was impossible to do so, because there was almost nothing in the tomb except for a bronze coffin.

The burial chamber is not large, and although it is also artificially excavated, it is much more delicate than the passage.

Directly in front of the snowy sky is a high platform, and the coffin is placed on it alone.

To the left of the coffin was a stone box, which was empty.

Qingyun Daoist told Xue Tianqing that those secret techniques were originally packed in the box, and he ran back and forth several times before he finished the secret techniques.

There were no traps on the chest, and there weren't any magic circles, just left there, as if waiting for someone to pick it up.

Except for the stone box, there are no other burial goods in the burial chamber, only the coffin I don't know how many years it has been waiting here.

Xue Tianqing walked to the coffin lightly, and looked at the words "Gongsun Xuanyuan" on it and was silent for a long time.

After a long time, he returned to the coffin and fell to his knees and bowed meticulously.

When the last head was finished, Xue Tianqing's heart suddenly moved, and then she got up again and came to the coffin.

I saw that the curve composed of grooves on the coffin lid, which was smooth as a mirror just now, continued to appear, and finally merged into two big characters of dragon flying and phoenix dancing.

Although these two words have never been seen before, they are very familiar because their pronunciation is Yan Huang!

At this time, Qingyun Zhenren also came to the front, looked at the big characters on the coffin and said: "Immortal Chief, I have also worshiped the coffin, why is there no such change?" ”

Xue Tianqing said coldly: "No matter how many times you worship, there will be no change." ”

After speaking, he stretched out his hand: "Bring the sword." ”

Taking the sword handed by Qingyun Zhenren, Xue Tianqing directly cut a hole in the thumb of his left hand, and at the same time urged the true qi, and the blood dripped into the groove like a pearl with a broken thread.

Although the place where the blood was dripping was the lowest part of the coffin, the blood seemed to be alive and flowed straight to the top of the coffin.

Seeing that the small mouth on his thumb was dripping blood too slowly, Xue Tianqing directly cut a hole in his palm, allowing the blood to flow down and splash on the lid of the coffin.

The next moment, in the surprised gaze of Daoist Qingyun, the blood splashing everywhere seemed to be attracted by something, and all of them were gathered in the groove.

After about a cup of tea, the large characters formed by the grooves were finally filled with blood, and they glowed strangely in the light of the fire.

Xue Tianqing withdrew her left hand, came back to the coffin and respectfully gave another big salute.

As soon as he got up, a large character composed of blood suddenly shot out a red light, reflecting the words Yan and Huang directly on the top of the tomb.

Then I heard a creaking sound, and the lid of the coffin slowly moved to one side.

After the coffin lid stopped moving, Xue Tianqing walked a few steps to the coffin and looked inside.

I saw a tall man lying in the coffin: wearing a golden helmet and armor.

Although his eyes have long been closed, the proud temperament on his body is still immense.

The man must have experienced countless battles during his lifetime, not only the armor was full of sword marks, but the armor on his chest was completely concave.

On the right hand side of the man, a long sword lay quietly, and I don't know how many years he spent with his master.

Xue Tianqing took a deep breath, then reached out and grasped the hilt of the sword.

The moment his right hand touched the hilt of the sword, the Hongmeng True Qi in his body surged towards the long sword uncontrollably.

In normal times, he would let go of his hand as soon as possible.

But this time, instead of letting go, Xue Tianqing urged the true qi to pour into the long sword as soon as possible. Even if the true qi in his body was almost exhausted in the end, there was still no trace of waves on his face.

Finally, the long sword seemed to be full of food and drink, and could no longer contain a trace of excess true qi.

Just as Xue Tianqing was about to withdraw his right hand, the long sword shook violently, and then a golden light emitted a bright light, illuminating the burial chamber.

At the same time, the true qi that had originally poured into the long sword was like water bursting from the embankment, flowing back into Xue Tianqing's body at an indescribable speed, sweeping through his body with lightning speed, and finally returning to his limbs.

In the process of reversing, Xue Tianqing clearly felt that the true qi that swept through his body had shattered something.

Although he couldn't tell what was shattered, he could feel extremely comfortable all over his body.

Xue Tianqing understands that it is the last gift of the ancestors, even if many years have passed, he can still recognize himself as a descendant.

When everything was calm, Xue Tianqing took the long sword out of the coffin.

He just wanted to close the lid of the coffin, but saw a flash of light in the air, and then a figure composed of light appeared out of thin air and stood in mid-air, it was the man in the coffin.

Xue Tianqing knelt down on both knees: "See the ancestors." ”

The man nodded: "It's been more than 10,000 years, and you're finally here." ”

"I don't know if the ancestor appeared, what did he command?"

The man smiled, "Come close." ”

Xue Tianqing got up and came to the man, only to see that as soon as he raised his hand, a golden light went straight to his forehead.

The golden light entered his brain, and Xue Tianqing was stunned: "What does the ancestor mean by this." ”

The man smiled: "Now that you have not yet achieved cultivation, the time has not yet come." Wait for your cultivation to become a great achievement, and understand the meaning of it. ”

After the man finished speaking, he looked up into the distance, and his eyes seemed to be able to pass through Cumulus Mountain and penetrate the sky: "How is my hometown now?" ”

Xue Tianqing knelt down again: "After the ancestor left, the descendants of later generations did not dare to slack off, and after many hardships, they finally made the Yanhuang clan stand on the top of the world. ”

The man nodded with satisfaction: "I was not allowed to leave back then, otherwise the Yanhuang clan would be wiped out." ”

Then he pointed to the Qingyun Dao people: "Although this person has a bad heart, his good thoughts are not lost. If it weren't for him, you wouldn't be able to find this place, so don't embarrass him. ”

Xue Tianqing kowtowed again: "Follow the teachings of our ancestors." ”

The man nodded: "Very good, very good, you should go back." ”

Xue Tianqing hurriedly said: "Where are the ancestors going to go?" ”

The man laughed: "The Si people have passed away, and I was a wisp of remnant soul, just waiting for you to come." Now the wish has been fulfilled, that is, dust to dust, and earth to earth. ”

Xue Tianqing suddenly shed tears: "Ancestors can't, it's really sad that you left a foreign land for the children of Yan and Huang, and finally buried your bones in a foreign land." The snow is sunny, and I am willing to escort the coffin of the ancestors back to their hometown and tell the world the deeds of the ancestors. ”

"You don't have to, I am very pleased to know that my children and grandchildren are prosperous. If you return to your hometown one day, do not tell me about it. ”

Xue Tianqing couldn't cry anymore: "Obey the decree of the ancestors!" ”

The man smiled when he heard this, and then disappeared into a little starlight.

Xue Tianqing wiped away her tears, closed the coffin again, and then took out the Qiankun bag and put it inside.

Seeing this, the Qingyun Dao Elder on the side said, "Immortal Chief, that immortal just said that don't bring his bones back. ”

Xue Tianqing raised her foot and kicked Qingyun Zhenren into the corner: "You are in charge of Lao Tzu's affairs?" ”