The grave was smaller than the surrounding area, the soil was not very dark, there was no smell of rotting corpses, and it felt a little clean.

Wei Chong was a little surprised, just because his grave was next to Qin Agarwood's grave, only a little higher than Qin Agarwood's grave, but it emitted a strong smell of rotting corpses.

Wei Chong smiled and said: "The one next to it is mine, it seems that after we die, we will also live next to each other." ”

Qin Shenxiang said dissatisfiedly: "Why don't you bury it in the same cave!"

Buried in the same cave is the real husband and wife, but their graves are two, which is really a bit of a bully.

Wei Chong said with a smile: "That senior said that he would find the answer in the grave, let's go in!"

Qin Shenxiang looked at the tomb, a little stunned in his heart, and said in a low voice: "Brother Chong, I don't dare, you accompany me in!"

Wei Chong said: "We all have graves, of course, we have to enter our own to find useful things, don't you have the guts to do this? Besides, you don't want to see what the inside of your tomb is like?"

Qin Shenxiang snorted coldly, it always feels strange to enter his own grave, but Wei Chong's words are not wrong, entering the grave is to find a way, as long as he can leave this ghost place, what is this ordeal?

Thinking about it, he turned into a golden light and shot into the tomb, and the tomb was covered with gold and dazzling.

Wei Chong smiled when he saw this, and also turned into golden light, and entered his own tomb, the space in the tomb was very small, and it could even be said that there was no space, the black clay porcelain was solid, the smell was strong, and there was nothing in it.

Such a grave is extremely shabby, and if Da Luo Jinxian dies, he will be buried like this, which is indeed too pitiful.

Wei Chong lay down in the black soil and closed his eyes. Feel silently, since the seniors in the grave said that the answer is in their grave, then there will be some understanding.

This feeling of being buried is very strange, and the divine sense is limited, and he can only see the situation within three feet. But except for the smell of rotting corpses, everything is as usual, and there is no special feeling.

Does the grave really have an answer? Wei Chong didn't know the bottom in his heart, and it was not a way to lie down like this, but if he left like this, he was still at a loss outside.

At this moment, Qin Agarwood is also lying in the grave, her grave has a little space, there is no smell of rotting corpses, but there is a faint fragrance. She did not dare to enter the grave, but when she lay inside, her state of mind became extraordinarily peaceful, and her body and mind were best relaxed.

Qin Agarwood liked this feeling very much, and after coming to Buzhou Mountain, the troubles continued, which had already made her physically and mentally exhausted and overwhelmed. Now I can finally relax, unconsciously. She fell asleep.

I didn't dream, I just slept comfortably.

The fallen leaves return to their roots, and they are in the soil for peace, but Wei Chong's heart is very irritable, and he can't find any answers in the grave, and he has a long way to go. It's all confused.

Time passed, Wei Chong's irritable heart gradually regained its calm, and the sea of knowledge rolled and was filled with the sea of stars.

Cultivating the Tao and becoming an immortal. The Tao is the most elusive, and it is more difficult to ask than to ascend to the sky.

However, Wei Chong calmed down at the moment, lying in his own grave, faintly seemed to grasp the Dao, although he didn't know what the Dao was, but he just had that feeling, he caught the breath of the Dao, and the Dao existed beside him, in all things in heaven and earth.

The Tao is both false and real.

The Tao is in the heart and outside the heart.

It's hard to ask, it's hard to ask, but cultivation is like this, the more you go to the back, the more difficult it is, so there will be very few people who become immortals.

The previous experience is all in the flickering of the sea, every battle, big and small, is playing back in the sea, and even the picture of the flowers blooming, the picture of the rain moistening all things, the picture of the silent snow falling, all natural phenomena, all appear in the sea of knowledge.

This is an unconscious replay, in the replay, Wei Chong's heart is more calm, looking at all this indifferently, and the cultivation in his body roars, as if he is about to explode this body.

"Dao...... It's nature, ten thousand laws are natural......" Wei Chong faintly felt something, and all phenomena disappeared in an instant, and it was replaced by the sea of stars.

The sea of stars is bright, each star is shining with a soft light, the stars are moving, the vicissitudes of the sea, the ancient years are like going to drill into the grave, and the avenue of heaven and earth has been buried early.

A fresh breeze, suddenly blowing from the side, is like throwing a pebble on the surface of a calm lake, and it ripples endlessly.

The appearance of this breeze disturbed the calm sea of stars, the stars trembled and dodged, and the light swayed, like ripples, chaotic.

The stars were so heavy that they were blown by a wisp of wind, this scene shocked Wei Chong, his mind was buzzing, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

It is impossible for the wind to move the stars and disturb the sea of stars, but in Wei Chong's sea of knowledge, this incredible scene really happened.

"Dao, formless, tangible!" Wei Chong's perception of the Tao became deeper and deeper, and the tomb imprisoned his divine sense, but opened up another world for him.

As his perception deepened, the baby slashing knife in Wei Chong's Danhai also began to tremble, that baby slashing knife was everything to Wei Chong, showing extreme uneasiness at the moment, or it could be said to be manic.

The black grave soil was oozing with a strange cold air, Wei Chong couldn't see his face, and at this moment, his skin was as black as ink, as if he was poisoned in his body.

Qin Agarwood woke up, in good spirits, and felt very weird, she actually fell asleep in the grave, it was ...... It's a dead man.

There was nothing in this tomb, Qin Agarwood was about to get up, but she saw a ray of light, which shot obliquely on her face, and her face was as pale as snow, like a zombie.

In that light, there was a faint figure of Dao, Qin Shenxiang looked at it in a daze, feeling that the figure was very familiar, until the figure gradually became clearer, she opened her mouth wide in surprise.

The figure in the light is Qin Agarwood, with a blurred figure, a haggard face, virtual and real, and eerie.

"You...... Who are you?" Qin Shenxiang asked in a trembling voice, his right hand condensed, ready to attack.

"I'm you!" the figure grinned, his voice was exactly the same as Qin Agarwood, and even more naughty than the current Qin Agarwood, just like the Qin Agarwood in the past, and the Qin Agarwood in the Qin Imperial Palace.

Twenty-eight years old, innocent.

Qin Shenxiang looked at herself blankly, and her thoughts couldn't help but go back to the past, she used to be, she definitely couldn't get it back, but she didn't hate her current self, she was still alive and well, and with Wei Chong by her side, she was very content.

Qin Agarwood came back to her senses, stared at her phantom, and said in a deep voice: "Since you are me, then you can send me out, leave this place, and return to Buzhou Mountain." ”

The phantom looked embarrassed and whispered, "I can't do anything, I still have to rely on yourself." ”

Qin Shenxiang said disdainfully: "Then why are you showing up? Fool me?

The phantom grinned, like a child, Qin Agarwood was quite speechless, turned over and sat up, waved his hand, the black soil swung away, stretched out his arms, but the phantom suddenly accelerated, and rushed straight into Qin Agarxiang's arms. (To be continued.) )