Chapter 961 Dragon Coffin
The aura of the dragon is deep and strong, carrying supreme majesty, making everyone present tremble in their hearts, giving rise to a faint feeling of "surrender".
The old man in black robe looked pious and half-knelt on the ground.
Mr. Xuan's face turned slightly pale and he bent down to worship.
The bear demon cultivator was frightened and kowtowed.
The ink painting remained motionless.
His spiritual consciousness is extremely strong, and his spiritual thoughts are Taoist, approaching gods. He has inherent resistance to the "majesty" of this kind of spiritual thoughts.
As long as a person lives, he must kneel to heaven and kneel to his parents.
No matter how powerful and majestic the royal family of Dahuang is, they are not worthy of his surrender.
What's more, he is now a pitiful "puppet" who has been possessed by the Taoist heart.
The "puppet" is so heartless, how could he take the initiative to kneel down and worship?
When the dragon energy subsided, everyone slowly stood up.
The huge dragon's head opened, and the grand door opened, revealing a world of golden light and divine power behind the door.
"The imperial mausoleum in the wilderness has opened..."
Shentu, who was dressed in dragon patterns, said in a low voice, and then took steps, his body as tall as a hill, and slowly walked in The final temple.
The old men in black robes also followed suit.
Mr. Mo Hua followed them honestly and with sluggish steps into the Gushan Temple, where the top secrets of the Great Wilderness were hidden.
Entering the temple, your eyes are filled with bright golden light and extremely gorgeous.
All around the long steps are various statues.
These statues are of various shapes and are extremely exquisite. They may stand, stand, sit, or lie down. They may wear golden armor, Chinese robes, cultural clothes, or large cloaks. Their faces may be long and majestic. Without exception, all those depicted are Huangshan Jun.
Mo Hua couldn't help but sigh in his heart:
How many people, how much time, how much yellow ore and how much spiritual stone wasted were needed to cast so many statues of gods.
This Huangshanjun...
Being so corrupt, it deserves to be in such a state of decline.
Some things are determined by fate with just a drink and a peck.
"But Mr. Huangshan is fine, what are you doing with so many statues..."
Mo Hua was a little confused, muttering secretly in his heart, and then continued to move forward with the others.
I didn’t encounter any traps along the way.
This hall should be used to worship the mausoleum of the Great Wilderness Emperor and the God of Gushan Mountain. There may be many dangers and dangers outside.
But inside the main hall, in order not to disturb the royal family or noble "beings" such as gods, it was much more solemn and peaceful.
In this way, the group walked past the dazzling array of mountain god statues of different shapes until they reached the deepest part of the hall.
The deepest part of the hall is taller, more magnificent and full of brilliance.
There is an even bigger tiger statue built deep inside.
This tiger is wearing royal armor, calm and powerful. At first glance, he looks like a god from a lonely mountain, but at a closer look, he looks like the royal family of the wilderness.
The two styles of gods and royalty merged into one, creating this huge tiger statue located in the deepest part of the temple.
Under this statue, there is also a coffin.
The shape of this coffin is almost exactly the same as the huge bright brass coffin that nourishes countless flesh and blood corpses in the underground palace outside.
But this coffin is much more delicate and compact. Only one person can be buried in it, and the materials used are obviously much more expensive.
What's even more special is that a mighty and unruly dragon is carved on this coffin.
This is a dragon coffin!
Mo Hua's heart was slightly shaken, and his thoughts were flowing for a moment:
"Who is buried in this dragon coffin? Is it the royal family of Dahuang?"
"Shentu Ao said, that The dragon veins of the wilderness are also hidden in this dragon coffin?”
"Speaking of which, what exactly is the 'dragon vein' of the Great Wilderness? Is it a kind of inheritance, a dragon bone, or some other part of the dragon?"
"Does it contain...the complete four... Like the Blue Dragon Formation?"
Mo Hua's eyes trembled slightly and he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Finally...my natal formation is getting closer and closer..."
There are many difficulties along the way.
Mo Hua also didn't expect that there would be so many dangers hidden in this lonely mountain, and so many killing plots had been laid out.
The tomb corridor is full of strange corpses.
The evil image of flesh and blood, thousands of corpses sealed in coffins.
A mine with thousands of people, a ghostly road.
There is also a golden dojo in this temple where evil spirits are dancing.
Guarded by the ancestors of the Great Wilderness, the dragon-headed gate of the temple cannot be opened by non-descendants of the Great Wilderness Emperor.
Mo Hua thought about it and found that except for things like ghosts and evil spirits, he could handle them without much effort.
It seems that other problems cannot be solved by his ability.
Especially for the Dragon Head Gate, he really had no choice - after all, the blood flowing in his body was not the blood of the Great Wilderness Royal Family.
Fortunately, these big demons from the Demon Sect helped him a lot.
And now, after struggling for so long, the dragon coffin in the wilderness is finally in sight.
Mo Hua suppressed the excitement in his heart, standing aside like a "puppet" without bad intentions.
And indeed no one present took him seriously.
In their eyes, there was only the dragon coffin that symbolized the imperial power of the Great Wilderness, its dignity and splendor, and its extraordinary aura.
"That thing...is in the coffin?" Mr. Xuan asked.
The old man in black robe nodded, "That's right."
Mr. "Not yet."
Mr. Xuan frowned, "Why?"
"There is an evil fetus sealed in this dragon coffin."
"Evil fetus?!"
Mr. Xuan's pupils shrank.
Mo Hua was also shocked.
Sure enough!
There is an evil fetus hidden in the lonely mountain, and this evil fetus is sealed in the dragon coffin of the wilderness royal family.
It’s just...
How could this old man in black robe know this?
Mo Hua was confused.
At this time, Mr. Xuan also asked: "Is this true?"
The old man in black robe nodded slowly.
However, Mr. Xuan frowned and his eyes flashed, "Second Elder, don't use the mythical name of 'evil fetus' to fool me. If you want our cooperation to go smoothly in the future, please ask the Second Elder to explain this matter clearly. "
"What is this evil fetus and where does it come from? Come?"
The old man in black robe was silent for a moment, and sighed, with a cold look in his eyes, "This matter needs to be told by a once highly respected 'Wizhu' in our clan..."
"Witch Zhu?" Mr. Xuan looked slightly startled.
The old man in black robe said: "The shaman, who works with ghosts and gods, draws four images, holds totems, controls hundreds of beasts, and determines good and bad luck... is the wizard of my Dahuang clan."
"The Daoting killed my Great Wilderness royal family, cut off my Great Wilderness bloodline, and destroyed my Great Wilderness foundation. After so many years of ups and downs, not even one of the Wu Zhus in the Great Wilderness remains."
"Despite this, the Wu Zhus who survived , still sleeping on the firewood and tasting courage , I have to hide my strength and bide my time for the revival of the Great Wilderness Royal Family.”
“But God forbid me, there was a bloody ‘betrayal’ between Wu and Zhu!”
The old man in black robe. Both angry and a little scared.
Mr. Xuan’s expression was slightly solemn.
The old man in black robe said in a trembling voice: "A shaman violated a taboo during a sacrifice to ghosts and gods and awakened the ancient evil god in the wilderness."
"Under the bewitchment of the evil god, he betrayed."< br>
“On the surface, he is still a highly respected Wu Zhu, but secretly, he has strayed from his original intention and betrayed Dahuang, both physically and mentally, converted to the evil god, causing misfortune, stealing Dahuang's inheritance, and taking away Dahuang's bloodline, and raised an evil fetus in this temple!"
"This is him! The first evil fetus he raised.”
“He wanted to use the evil fetus to bring the evil god down.”
"But for some reason, he failed. The evil god did not come, and the evil fetus was out of control."
"The traitor could only seal the evil fetus in the temple at the bottom of this lonely mountain."
"At this time, this At this moment..." The old man in black robe looked at the golden dragon coffin in front of him, and said with fear in his eyes, "The evil fetus is sleeping in this coffin."
When Master Xuan heard this, his expression changed. But after a moment, he frowned, still a little doubtful.
But after hearing these words, Mo Hua felt excited.
Mr. Xuan didn't know, but he was different. He was too deeply involved in the evil god's affairs, so he naturally understood it better than anyone else.
The words of the second elder revealed too many secrets.
It also solved a lot of doubts for ink painting.
Mo Hua's mind was spinning rapidly, pondering the words of the second elder:
"The traitor that the second elder said betrayed his tribe and converted to the evil god... is 'Tu' "Mr. Tu, is he actually the 'Wizhu' of the Dahuang clan?"
"Working with ghosts and gods, drawing four images, holding totems, controlling all beasts, judging good and bad... No wonder, he can master the four-image formation, the Shinto formation, raise demon cultivators in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, and can do for Yan Zhizhou conceals the secrets of heaven and can also predict the good and bad fortune..."
"He raised an evil spirit in Gushan. Fetus, this is also the first evil fetus."
"He has even tried to use this evil fetus to bring the evil god down in the past hundreds of years..."
< br>Mo Hua thought of the densely packed corpses of more than 100,000 mine workers in the mass grave, and his heart sank for a moment.
On the other side, Mr. Xuan thought for a moment and said with a half-smile: "Senior, is there really an evil god in this world?"
"You'd better pray to yourself that you won't encounter..."
The old man in black robe glanced at him, "Evil If you don’t encounter the existence of God, then it doesn’t exist. If you encounter it, it doesn’t matter whether you exist or not. Anyway, by that time, you will no longer be you.”
“You have learned the Tao. The demon in your heart should understand," the old man in black robe said.
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"It must not be awakened." The old man in black robe said.
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Mr. Xuan didn’t believe it.
The old man in black robe saw what he was thinking and said in a deep voice:
"Don't think that just because you have learned how to cultivate demons in your heart, you are proficient in the way of spiritual thoughts. You have never understood the weirdness of spiritual thoughts. I have experienced it. You don’t even understand the great terror in spiritual thoughts.”
Xuan Gongzimian. Rong Weileng: "This evil fetus can only be of the third grade at most."
"It can only be the third grade..." The old man in black robe sneered, "Do you know what the third grade divine fetus means?"< br>
“This is the child of a third-grade evil god who failed to come to this world!”
"Once it wakes up, let alone you, even your ancestors may not be able to walk out of this lonely mountain. Even if a person walks out, his soul will be left here."
"What's more, , If my prediction is right..." The old man in black robes looked at him with deep fear, "This evil fetus is probably at the peak of the third level, close to the fourth level..."
As soon as these words came out , Young Master Xuan didn’t feel anything, but Mo Hua’s scalp felt numb.
The peak of the third level, an evil fetus close to the fourth level?
What a joke!
Can't beat it, not at all.
Mo Hua’s heart was beating fast.
Beheading a second-grade evil fetus would already cost him a lot of effort, let alone a third-grade evil fetus at the peak.
They are not on the same level at all, completely different from each other.
What's more, this seems to be an evil fetus that has failed to descend and is "out of control", so the danger has gone up to a higher level.
"This is the real 'big guy'. It is many times more terrifying than that huge flesh and blood corpse..."
A chill came to his heart, and Mo Hua felt a little chilly in his heart.
Before, he even had the idea of "eating" the evil fetus of Gushan in order to break through the twenty lines of spiritual consciousness.
Now it seems that he was the one who offended...
He is really not worthy of eating an evil fetus at the peak of the third level.
It’s really not certain who will eat who.
“It’s abrupt, it’s hasty...”
Mo Hua thought for a moment and immediately changed his strategy in his mind:
Don’t even think about the evil fetus, you can’t mess with it. If you get up, you must not mess with it...
Just find a way to get the Four Elephants Blue Dragon Formation Diagram.
Of course, it would be best to get the dragon veins of Dahuang.
These people wanted to rebel by engaging in this dragon vein. By getting this dragon vein in their hands, they were doing Daoting a big favor.
Even if I can't use this dragon vein, it shouldn't be a problem if I hand it over to the Tao Ting in exchange for some of the Tao Ting's secret formation techniques...
Mo Hua quickly made up his mind.
On the other side, when Master Xuan heard about the "evil fetus at the peak of the third rank", he nodded slightly, feeling somewhat fearful.
Then he frowned again, "If this evil fetus is really so powerful, wouldn't we be able to open the coffin?"
The old man in black robe was silent for a moment, and without saying anything else, asked:
< br>"Mr. Xuan, can you abide by the agreement we made before?"< br>
Mr. Just preach."
"Okay." The second elder nodded.
Then he walked up to Shentu Ao and bowed, with a complicated look on his face, and said with an old voice and emotion:
"Third Prince, I can only...accompany you here."
"I'm afraid I won't be able to see you in the future, ascending the throne of the dragon and lording over the wilderness..."
Shen Tu Ao, who has always been as silent as a mountain, cold and arrogant, actually had a trace of sadness in his eyes.
He bowed deeply to the second elder.
This was the first time Mo Hua saw him bend down.
Shentu Ao didn’t say anything else after that.
This gift is enough.
The second elder nodded and said in a calm voice: "I will seal the evil fetus and isolate the evil fetus from its perception so that it will not wake up. After that, you open the coffin and take out the dragon vein. But remember, it only lasts for an hour. time."
After the second elder finished speaking, he started to look up and looked at the position of the dragon coffin with the help of the Great Wilderness Secret, and figured out something in his mind.
After a while, he pushed out the direction and walked straight to the open space three feet in front of the dragon coffin.
The second elder sat down cross-legged and took out some strange and wild bone tools, including claws, forearms, tibias, skulls... and so on.
These bones were placed on the ground one by one by the second elder and pieced together into a dragon shape.
The second elder took out the blood ink again and drew some specific formations on the ground.
Mo Hua glanced slightly and found that these formation patterns looked like four elephant patterns or animal totems. They were drawn with blood and had a weird style. He looked strange.
"Is this also the secret formation of the Great Wilderness?"
The second elder was meticulous in painting the blood lines.
These blood lines are like a blood vein, connecting all the white bones together, as if they are connected to a blood bone dragon.
After doing all this, the second elder took out the last bone.
This bone, as crystal clear as jade, has an extraordinary aura. It is the same dragon bone that he used to suppress the flesh and blood corpse statue.
The second elder bit the dragon bone in his mouth.
Then he took out a sacrificial dagger and without thinking, pierced his heart. At the same time, his whole body was shaking violently, as if he was enduring astonishing pain.
And in this pain, the blood in the mouth of the second elder soaked into the dragon bone.
The keel screams and becomes bright red little by little.
On the ground, the blood-patterned bone dragon was also resonating, and then the blood threads gradually entangled and merged with the white bones, and finally turned into a "dragon bone chain" made of blood and white bones. ".
This dragon bone chain slowly floated in the air, and then blocked the dead ends of the dragon coffin according to a specific direction, blocking out some kind of terrible energy in the coffin.
But the second elder slowly lowered his head, and his breath gradually disappeared.
Mo Hua was shocked when he saw this:
Dead...? !
Is this the secret method of witchcraft in the wilderness?
This second elder, a late-stage Jindan cultivator, sacrificed his own life, activated the dragon energy, used his own blood and dragon bones to melt into a dragon lock, and sealed the evil fetus?
Mo Hua looked at the dragon coffin in front of him with his peripheral vision.
Some mysterious changes have indeed taken place on the dragon coffin.
This dragon coffin seems to be different from before. It seems to have been stripped of something, and it seems to have been "sealed", which makes it exist in the "real world" and the "virtual world". Completely separated in a short period of time.
The changes in reality will no longer affect the existence at the spiritual level, that is, the evil fetus at the peak of the third level.
This method is really mysterious and unusual.
Not only Mo Hua was shocked by the second elder's move, but also the demon cultivator Xiong Zhu and Master Xuan all looked shocked.
They also did not expect that in order to open the dragon coffin, the second elder actually sacrificed his own life.
Moreover, he was so decisive without any hesitation.
The expressions of the two of them were a little solemn for a moment.
The sadness in Shentu Ao's eyes became even stronger, but after a moment, he buried this grief deeply in his heart, just like all the pain of losing a clan member in the past.
His face became cold and aloof again.
The sacrifice of the second elder cannot be in vain. The blood of the Dahuang clan cannot be shed in vain.
All this is for the revival of the royal family.
Shen Tu Ao was determined in his heart, and slowly walked forward, stretched out his big hand, covered the golden and luxurious dragon coffin, and then pushed the coffin lid open little by little.
The roar of the dragon sounded.
A strong resistance arose on the dragon coffin, and traces of ancient dragon energy penetrated into Shentu Ao's arms.
But these dragon auras were resolved one by one by Shen Tu Ao, who had the power of the evil dragon.
Finally, the dragon coffin was slowly pushed away.
The atmosphere was suffocating.
Everyone saw the scene inside the coffin and felt a little dazed for a moment.
In the coffin with the golden dragon pattern, there lay a ten-year-old child.
This seems to be a young prince, wearing the dragon robe of Dahuang. On the dragon robe, there is a simple green dragon pattern.
He was lying in the dragon coffin, his body was intact, his face was pale and elegant, his eyes were closed, and his expression was peaceful.
Mo Hua saw this face, his pupils suddenly shrank, and his heart was shocked:
"How come this person... looks a bit... like Yu'er?"
(End of this chapter)