Chapter Forty-Six: The White Bone Coffin, the Tomb of the National Teacher

Lingxin stepped on his father's head and walked up.

Xu Cheng followed suit, the door was cast in the moonlight, and it was very gorgeous.

After walking in, there was no sudden sword, and there was nothing weird.

The "Sacred Heart Talisman" doesn't seem to be in such an ordinary place.

In the distance, there was the cry of a black crow, quack, quack, in this gray place, it seemed very sudden, like a stone suddenly dropped on the calm water, shattering the calm.

Crows came from afar.

Turned into a black cloud of smoke.

It seemed to be a pitch-black plain again, full of corrupt scenery, corpses and bones everywhere, it seemed that someone was fighting here, Xu Cheng looked at Lingxin, and Lingxin looked at the crows that were constantly circling and quacking over their heads.

"They'll take us there. ”

Lingxin whispered, looking at Xu Cheng with his eyes, his face was a little cloudy, as if he remembered something.

Xu Cheng didn't doubt him, nodded silently, the crows quacked, and bird drops rained from the sky, Xu Cheng looked at Lingxin helplessly and said, "Is this how they took us?"

Lingxin said: "No. ”

After circling a few times, the crows turned into a black ribbon and slowly extended into the distance, and the crows seemed to be leading them.

The spirit followed silently behind the crows.

Xu Cheng looked at the surrounding environment, the bright light in the distance, suddenly disappeared at this moment, and the door also turned into nothingness, there was a gray and black color in it, only the crow crows, on this plain, rippling open, making people's hearts dull.

I don't know how far I went, but the scenery was the same, only the shriveled crows, leading the way.

The atmosphere of pitch black colors is such a timeless tone.

Xu Cheng couldn't help but want to find some topics, his eyes looked at Lingxin and said in a low voice: "Where is the inheritance left to you by your father?

Lingxin said: "I don't know, my father's last words left were to go north and choose crows. ”

At this moment, the crow's cry suddenly became terrible and terrible.

The spirit is no longer talking.

It was two armies fighting, blood staining the black plains crimson.

The crow walked through, and the sound of the fight was in his ears, Xu Cheng's eyes moved, and he already understood what was going on.

They walked through these armies, and the faces on these armies were extremely ancient, but the fighting was extremely fierce, but they walked through them like transparent people, and they couldn't find it.

Xu Cheng knew that it was not that they were transparent, but that these troops had fought here a long time ago, but because of the strange geological conditions here, they had been preserved.

Xu Cheng stretched out his hand and walked under a spear, looking at the hideousness on the officer's face, but there was no sadness or joy.

The raven continued to walk, seemingly leading them towards the realm of nothingness.

I don't know how many days have passed.

Xu Cheng just remembered that they had seen sixteen different grounds, and seventeen different grasses, and when they were bored, they could only do these most boring things.

Both of them had come from exhaustion, looking at each other, trying to say something, but it seemed that they had forgotten what they wanted to say after walking for so long.

The crows suddenly dispersed at this moment.

Lingxin's eyes lit up, and he whispered, "It's here." ”

Xu Cheng looked into the distance.

In the distance is a grave.

Lingxin said, "In the grave?"

Xu Cheng didn't know what to say, but on these graves, there were no inscriptions, or even just earthen buns.

The crow quacked, and at this moment, the body turned into a jet-black breath, and fell in front of those dirt buns, and inscriptions began to appear on them.

Lingxin and Xu Cheng walked over.

The first one has only a few strokes on it, and it has a rather delicate font written on it.

"Li Ling's tomb. ”

There is still a little bit of life below, the handwriting has experienced too much wind and sand, and it is no longer clear to read, but I can only know that this Li Ling was killed in battle, and her strength is infinite, and she can even devour the dragon elephant.

Xu Cheng and Lingxin looked at each other.

Lingxin whispered: "This place is the land of inheritance, and our inheritance comes from the group of people who appeared in the most primitive time of this world. ”

Xu Cheng answered: "Vine?"

"Isn't this group already destroyed?"

Lingxin said: "That's just the words of the Demon Palace and the Silent Annihilation Heart Sect, their inheritance, their bloodline has been passed on, on the edge of this world, of course, now I'm afraid not many people remember." ”

Xu Cheng looked at the tombstones one by one and said, "What do we want for that person's tomb?"

He knew that the so-called inheritance was just looking for funerary goods.

"The Tomb of the National Teacher. Lingxin said in a low voice, "The Manren are born with an extremely deep understanding of formations and talismans, and the reason why they were strangled by the Demon Palace and the Silent Annihilation Heart Sect in the first place was because they thought that their Manren were in civil strife, and the national teacher was also concentrating on cultivation." When the national teacher resumed his cultivation and went out, there were not many people left, but in order to wait, but also to make up for it, this national teacher used his own soul to lay down, the Nine Songs Yellow Sand Formation, the Demon Palace and the Silent Heart Sect at that time, almost half of the people died. ”

Xu Cheng is clear.

They came from the wilderness, and naturally they were going to die in the wilderness.

This is the cemetery of the Man, or a half space, and those crows are for future generations as sacrifices, but now the Mans have all died, not to mention the tomb guards, so they have become the guide of these tomb robbers.

Xu Cheng recalled those soldiers who fought on the plain, it seemed that they were no different from the current human beings, but it seemed that after thinking about it, he understood, it was very different, and the image seemed to be no different, because the things around him were all the same height.

These tombstones, it seems that they are also designed to be very large because of customs, but when Xu Cheng saw the dense statues in front of him, he understood that they seemed to be some people who were only half of an adult human.

Xu Cheng and Lingxin walked through this cemetery.

Until one by one, the two of them felt like they were standing out from the crowd.

Ahead was a huge entrance, a dilapidated half-dug hole, and inside was the wind of nothingness.

Xu Cheng looked at the hole and said, "That's your father's handwriting." ”

Lingxin said: "The counter-Lingdou formation is to break the soul and blood formation in the pocket set up by this national teacher under his tomb, the two formations are mutually reinforcing, and they need to be continuously consumed, at least fifty years before they can be broken, but my father can't wait." ”

Xu Cheng looked at the countless exquisite formations at the entrance of the cave, and really felt a trace of admiration for these people who studied the formations, the way of heaven and earth, not only cultivation, personal cultivation, but also the supreme Dan Dao, the way of formations, and the Dao are all immortal roads.

The two of them walked down, and the inside was jet-black.

Xu Cheng walked straight and suddenly said, "Your father, you died for your mother's cultivation of the formation, so who is that skeleton and why does it look so similar to you?"

"That's my father, the blood slave he fed, but it's also my father, and one thought turns into two bodies, which is extremely easy for my father's cultivation on the formation path. However, in order to find this place, he had to let himself be separated, test one by one, find the right one, and then communicate with the bloodline, and come in, otherwise this place would not be displayed in the wilderness. ”

Xu Cheng was a little amazed at the weirdness of the doppelganger's technique.

The underneath the cemetery is extremely large, almost like a small capital.

The formation has been broken, so this place is also eroded by the wind and sand, and the buildings in it have been dilapidated to the extreme, and there is a huge coffin on the face, Lingxin and Xu Cheng walked up slowly, and only then did they know how big this coffin was.

It seems that these short humans, however, don't like short things, but seem to like huge things.

There are tens of thousands of steps under the coffin.

Xu Cheng mobilized his aura, his face suddenly became weird, and his spirit heart said in a low voice: "Although the formation is broken, this place has a natural forbidden sky and soul destroying realm, so we should go up, the sacred heart talisman is on the head of half of the national teacher in that coffin, of course, this is my father's speculation, he has not entered this place yet." ”

Xu Cheng is clear.

Tens of thousands of steps, the two of them walked slowly, it was very secluded, only the sound of them walking up the steps, for them, this sound made them extremely nervous, they would not believe that such an identity of the national teacher would only have a formation outside.

There will be a time when the road will be finished.

They walked up to the coffin.

The coffin was transparent, and Xu Cheng looked at a short old man in the huge coffin that was almost the size of a hill, and said in a low voice: "Is he the national teacher? The one covered on his head is the "Sacred Heart Talisman""

Lingxin didn't speak, but whispered, "It should be." ”

Lingxin said, and took out a long and narrow compass, the general compass is round, but this compass is narrow and long, with only one pointer, and it is constantly trembling on both sides.

Lingxin said: "There is no hidden formation, otherwise my compass should be able to sense it, but I really don't believe in safe places here." ”

Xu Cheng said: "Do you want to open it?" ”

Lingxin nodded, stretched out his hand, and slowly walked towards the huge coffin, taking it, as soon as his fingers touched it, there was a creaking sound, and the coffin board was extremely heavy.

But as the coffin was removed, there was not only the sound of a simple coffin board moving, but also the sound of wheezing, as if someone had come to life.

Xu Cheng suddenly looked behind him.

Countless statues were moving from the outside at the moment, as if they were looking for something, and inside the coffin, the national teacher who had been dead for an unknown number of years suddenly opened his eyes.