For the old man above the blood lotus, Li Xiang and Zhao Lingchu said three words at the same time:

"Grave keeper. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

"Grave Keeper!"

Li Xiang's expression was as usual, but Zhao Lingchu was stunned and said, "Do you know?"

He didn't answer, just frowned, quietly looked ahead, and kept thinking about what this mysterious tomb keeper was all about, as if he had been monitoring this world, especially the cultivation realm. As long as there is a place where something big happens, he will definitely appear.

Who the hell was it? He didn't have a clue.

Seeing Zhao Lingchu looking at him, he replied, "I have a wind beast, I heard her tell about the tomb keeper, and she has also been to this big tomb. It seems that he is constantly collecting all the snow lotus fragments that have been left in the world. ”

Zhao Lingchu nodded and said, "That's indeed the case!"

"The lotus platform under the grave keeper's seat has been roughly framed, and only a few leaves are missing. However, the grave keeper behaved strangely, and after he said his name, he became out of breath, and looked like he could die at any moment. But I could feel that the surging aura was constantly rising and falling, and it seemed that it was no longer very controllable. This can't help but make us feel extremely surprised and powerless, judging from the strength shown by his strength, it is much higher than me in his heyday, at least it is the Shangqing Heaven of the Sanqing Realm, or even higher, this kind of cultivation I have only seen in you back then. ”

Li Xiang couldn't help but snort: "You don't need to compliment, I can't reach his strength in my heyday." ”

"But how did he stay in this world, because this world has the existence of cosmic barriers, for thousands of years, there has never been a person in the cultivation realm who has exceeded the Sanming Realm and entered the Sanqing Realm, even if we are old immortals who have crossed over, that is to say, so far, no one has ever ascended. As long as the strength exceeds the Three Mirrors, there will be a Great Heavenly Tribulation in the Heavenly Dao, the real Three Qing Realm Heavenly Tribulation, and anyone who tries to cross the Tribulation and ascend will be turned into ashes. ”

Li Xiang said: "I heard that the tomb keeper will be reincarnated once every hundred years, rebuild from scratch, and then jump up like a rocket, and every rank will be successfully passed, and there will be no catastrophe to find the door!"

It was the first time that Zhao Lingchu had heard that there were people who could advance smoothly without crossing the tribulation, so he opened his mouth and swallowed dryly, and said, "We are all extremely surprised by this old man's strength. The old man coughed for a long time before he calmed down, just like a dying ordinary old man, the spiritual power in that body was not his own at all. The old man seemed to have just remembered us, and said, "Oh, you haven't left yet, so let's go quickly." Xiao Zhaozi, I confiscated your piece of blood lotus, who told you not to know how to cherish it? As for Xiao Duzi, your five pieces have been refined into the magic weapon, but it is not easy to deal with, so let's exist first, remember, this thing can't be nonsense. Hehe, this time the ghost looks like a lesson!"

After he finished speaking, he waved his big hand, and we flew up without resistance. Then my eyes darkened, and when I opened my eyes again, and when I came back to my senses, I found myself on a battlefield, and the old man was gone, and I didn't know where the old man had blown it. ”

At this point, Li Xiang understood the dispute between good and evil, and the secret of the death of the two principals, it turned out that this was another incident related to the "tomb keeper", which further aggravated Li's doubts about the world, and it seemed that he had crossed over from himself and fell into a huge conspiracy.

However, he also got another piece of news, Li Xiang said indignantly: "In this way, the old man is not dead!"

Zhao Lingchu was also indignant, and said: "Hmph, that old fox, the whole world is dead, and he will not die." ”

Indeed, Du Xian is not dead, but it is better to live than to die!

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Songshan is famous all over the world, in the secular world, only because of its beautiful scenery, and in the cultivation world, only because it is the location of the Songshan Sect of the Phantom Sword Alliance, and it is also the location of the Archdeacon Hall.

The Taimuro Mountain Stargazing Terrace, once a royal forbidden place, has now become a famous tourist attraction, because of its wide field of vision, as well as a small location at a glance, it is deeply loved by the majority of travelers.

However, who knows that this is the location of this stargazing platform, and it is also the location of the Illusory Sword Alliance's mountain gate that cultivates the True Realm Niu'er.

Always protected by the Illusory Sword Alliance's guardian array, the Disillusioned Sword Array. The five sects of the entire Five Peaks Fantasy Sword Alliance are all related to each other and are within the scope of their protection.

Of course, there are two modes of the Disillusionment Sword Formation, one is aggressive, composed of people, extremely powerful, and every time you fight abroad, this thing is the first thing to make a contribution, and the other is defensive, composed of array eye crystals, strong defense, and can be converted into attack mode at any time.

Hidden behind the Disillusionment Sword Array is another mountain that is even more majestic and steep than Mount Taimur, in the depths of the mountains, there are large areas of ancient buildings, the atmosphere is simple, this is the chief deacon hall of the Songshan Sect and the Phantom Sword Alliance.

After the building, it is the forbidden place of the Songshan Sect - the location of the Zong Temple, where the masters above the level of the elders of the Deacon Hall of the Phantom Sword Alliance are buried here after their deaths.

And behind the temple, there is another big tomb, and the tombstone reads: The tomb of Du Zhenxian, the leader of the Phantom Sword Alliance, is unfilial to his descendants. This is the battle between good and evil, after the lord of the Du League and the demon Zhao Lingchu died together, the deacon hall stood here to pay homage to future generations.

After more than a thousand years of unremitting publicity, Du Xian, the first generation leader of the Phantom Sword Alliance, is a god-like existence in the minds of future generations, and his image is glorious and lofty: fighting the Great Demon Netherworld Ancestor alone, for the safety of people in the righteous path, he died with him.

Therefore, there are always countless children of the various sects of the Five Mountains who come to pay their respects, even including the children of many other factions. As for the four seasons and eight festivals, it is even more sacrificial.

In fact, no one knew, or only one person knew, that the glorious man they admired was still alive at this time, under this tomb.

As for the fact that only one person knows, it is because the current alliance leader, that is, Du Xian's son Du Feng, he is the only one who knows that his father is still alive, but he is just surviving.

The deacon's main hall, the residence of the alliance leader Du Feng.

Du Feng, who was meditating with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, and the essence of light flashed in his eyes, illuminating the quiet room. He flipped his big hand, and there was an extra piece of crystal jade pendant in his hand. This is a communicator, a necessary device for advanced cultivators, no matter how far or near, and there is no bad signal. At this time, the light on the jade pendant flickered, and he sighed deeply, this is his father calling.

Du Feng jumped up, stepped down from the low bed where he was meditating, stretched out his finger and flicked lightly against the wall in the air, and a golden light flashed, covering the wall and gradually spreading. The light slowly faded, ripples like dragonflies and water, and the walls disappeared, revealing a small door, black as ink inside.

Du Feng stepped in without hesitation, and the small door disappeared immediately, and the wall returned to its original state.

In the dark passages he walked as day. It seems to be a leisurely stroll, but in fact, each step spans a lot of space. Within a few steps, he had reached the bottom of his father's grave.

Under the tomb, the space is vast, but it is empty. Only in the center is a crystal coffin.

The coffin was wide enough to lie two people side by side. The coffin was uncovered, and contained some kind of blue-black liquid, in which was floating a blue-faced and fanged man, if that state could be called human.

Du Feng walked to the coffin, he bowed and said, "Father, are you looking for me?"

The evil ghost lying on this was none other than the giant of the cultivation realm who had also experienced Zhao Lingchu, Du Xian. After suffering from the erosion caused by the blood lotus fragments, for two thousand years, he tried his best, but he could not find a way to remove the curse of this remnant body.

Even if it is a thunder tribulation, even if you can change your appearance during the tribulation, but after the tribulation, you will soon have to return to your original appearance.

This kind of appearance makes Du Xian, who has always paid attention to his personal image and has a good demeanor, better than death.

Moreover, he had one thing worse than Zhao Lingchu, that is, the exercises he cultivated could not provide adhesion like the Netherworld Blood Pool, and he turned into another person, wandering around in front of the public.

He could only stay in this dark grave all day, soaked in rotting corpses.

This scatter or water is more appropriate, it is refined with the secret method of the Zhao family to drive away corpses, and it can corrode and incinerate the hard body of the cultivator that has been tempered by the thunderstorm, which can be regarded as a relatively powerful magic weapon.

Although the overall power of these Xiuzhen families, which have a long heritage, is not very good, they have more research on some side fields.

After Du Feng obtained the refining method through special means, he prepared a crystal coffin for his father, and soaked it in the specially refined rotting corpse powder all day long.

The reason why it was so troublesome was because his body would itch extremely since he was burned by the Star Stone. Unlike the itching of ordinary people, he has the feeling of going deep into the fire of the soul and cannot be removed.

Only by lying in the coffin and resisting the erosion of the rotting corpses can he get a moment of peace.

To say that the same blood lotus fragments were burned, the damage suffered by Du Xian was much greater.

In a sense, Zhao Lingchu's revenge can be regarded as revenge.

In this way, Du Xian lay down for two thousand years.

Of course, the old man who had been amazed all his life was not willing to accept this state, and he meditated all day long, and finally let him think of a solution.

Du Xian, who was lying flat in the coffin, spoke, and his speech was a little leaky due to the turned fangs: "Feng'er, how are the preparations for the treasure appreciation conference?"

Du Feng was respectful and said: "Father Qiqi, the invitations have been distributed a long time ago, and the scope has been expanded, even some small Xiuzhen families are invited, especially emphasizing the invitation of young Junjie, I hope that this time I can make up the number of ninety-nine to one." ”

"But......" Du Feng stopped talking.

"What?" Du Xian scolded, the endless years that he could only live in the coffin made his temper extremely irritable.

Du Feng mustered up his courage and said: "Father, the treasure appraisal conference is coming, please don't hurt the young children in the alliance anymore, recently the various sects have reported that many young children have disappeared." Father, they are the future hope of my faction!"

Du Xian gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Hmph, are you teaching Lao Tzu a lesson? Lao Tzu has been here long enough! Get out!"

When Du Feng heard this, he had no choice but to sigh: "Father rest in peace, Feng'er retire!" After speaking, his body did not move, and he disappeared directly into the darkness.

Only the old man's roar echoed in the tomb: "Old man Zhao, when Lao Tzu recovers, he will definitely break your body into ten thousand pieces!"

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Chapter 106 (End) (To be continued.) )