Chapter 278: The Core of the Tomb
The underground palace is dark, except for clusters of will-o’-wisps, there is no light at all, and it is extremely cold.
Under the gaze of many yin gods, Jian Twelve led Chu Zheng all the way to the core of the main hall.
The palace door is closed, and the dragon pattern relief is engraved on it, which is lifelike, as if it were a living thing. The dragon's eye has been taken away, leaving it empty.
“This place is the core of the tomb, and going further down is the resting place of the Taoist master.”
Jian Twelve explained, with a solemn expression, he bowed in front of the palace door, raised his hand and handed out a dark command talisman.
The order talisman turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the palace.
Boom——
A moment later, the closed palace door slowly opened, blowing out a dull breath that had been dusty for a long time, carrying a cold breeze.
The wind blew past him, Chu Zheng felt a chill in his heart, and his spiritual sense felt a strong oppressive force.
As soon as he came to his senses, Jian Twelve had already stepped into the hall first.
It was pitch dark inside the palace, and you couldn't see your fingers. However, for cultivators like Chu Zheng and Jian Twelve, there was no difference between night and day.
On the wall of the palace not far away from the side, there is a painting that is nearly human tall and more than ten feet long. As soon as he entered the door, he caught Chu Zheng's eyes.
There seems to be another universe in the painting, encompassing a vast expanse of galaxies, in which stars shine brightly, blood fills the air, and the faint sound of killing can be heard.
The layout of the main hall is very simple. A dark lotus platform stands in the center of the hall, surrounded by twelve treasure flags, with the images of Rakshasa ghosts and gods painted on top, with ferocious faces.
On the lotus platform, a figure sat cross-legged, surrounded by black mist, filled with an aura that made Chu Zheng feel somewhat familiar.
There was a flash of light in Chu Zheng's eyes, and he picked up a piece of information.
[Gongyi Ziyu (ninth level): A Yin god who was transformed from a residual soul. A wisp of soul fragments fell from the battlefield into the world. He was pregnant with a true spirit. He later joined Lingtian Mansion and became the commander-in-chief. His status is second only to the Palace Master. 】
Beings from the world? !
Chu Zheng was shocked. He had never thought that he would come into contact with the creatures in the world so quickly.
No wonder, he felt a familiar aura in this man's body. This aura originated from the evil spirits in the world. He had felt it more than once in the Cangyun Realm.
This is a powerful person who can rival the Immortal King, no less powerful than the Shang Cangyun he has seen before.
However, Shang Cangyun has now advanced further, and he is probably much stronger than the commander-in-chief.
Except for the great commander himself, the lotus platform under his seat and the twelve treasure flags are all ninth-level treasures. They are far more than true immortal weapons and are immortal king-level warriors. .
The series of information made Chu Zheng a little dazzled.
"Great Commander."
Jian Twelve bowed, stepped sideways to let Chu Zheng behind him, and said slowly: "When he was overcoming the tribulation before, he triggered five thunders from the sky. My subordinates are watching this. Talents can be created, so I recommend you and I hope you will forgive me for disturbing the peace of the commander-in-chief."
There was a hint of uncontrollable joy in his cold tone. The stronger the talent, the better for the Taoist master in the future. The more advantageous it is, the more likely he will be appreciated for it and go further.
A gaze fell on Chu Zheng. In an instant, Chu Zheng felt that his Dantian and internal organs had been penetrated, leaving nothing to hide.
“The thunder tribulation he survived has nothing to do with his talent.”
The commander-in-chief spoke slowly, his voice was clear and sweet, like beads rolling on a jade plate and Kunshan jade breaking into pieces.
This tone is like a ballad from ancient times, not like human language, it can be called the sound of nature.
At first hearing, Chu Zheng was almost in a trance. Click——
After the words fell, the figure on the lotus platform moved slightly, and there was a soft sound of armor rubbing.
After a few breaths, the commander-in-chief walked up to the two of them. The black mist surrounding them slowly dispersed like quicksand in the wind, revealing his true appearance.
Chu Zheng looked up and was slightly surprised. Gongyi Ziyu looked like an ordinary young woman. She was in her early twenties, dressed in black armor, tall, with delicate features and pale complexion. Blood color, hair neatly combed back, and a hint of majesty in his breath.
"His talent is indeed outstanding, but it is not hard to find forever. The changes in the catastrophe are due to the method he practices. If he escapes from heaven and acts recklessly, he will be killed by heaven."
Gongyi Ziyu spoke slowly. At a glance, she had already seen the Qi refining method in Chu Zheng and the source of the catastrophe.
However, it seems that she did not realize where Chu Zheng's body was, otherwise she would not have reacted like this at this moment.
If the Treasure Record of Eternal True Tribulation can be detected so easily, then the method of incarnation and calamity will hardly be effective.
No living creature can be deceived, how can one deceive the heavens.
Gongyi Ziyu looked at Chu Zheng for a few times, then suddenly raised his hand and brushed Chu Zheng's cheek. The golden hair fell off, revealing a slightly blue face.
She stared at Chu Zheng’s face, her eyebrows slightly raised, slightly confused:
“You... look very much like an old friend of mine.”
After hearing this, Chu Zheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he did not miss the rare opportunity. He immediately said with some temptation: "General, your old friend is the Taoist Lord Zhengchu?"
His As the Qi refining method deepens, his face should be not far different from his original appearance.
The temple that has gone through a long time, coupled with the words of the commander in front of him, it is difficult not to let him think too much.
"Zhengchu Daojun... does sound familiar."
Gongyi Ziyu fell into deep thought and turned towards the long painting hanging on the side.
As the distance between the two grew closer, the shouts of killing coming from the painting became clearer and clearer, mixed with the loud noise of exploding stars, which pierced the eardrums.
Chu Zheng followed closer, and a starry sky battlefield suddenly reflected in his eyes. The next moment, the main hall had disappeared without a trace. He stood alone on a falling star, surrounded by divine glow.
The terrifying figures whose appearance was unclear were fighting at the top of the galaxy. With every move, the star field collapsed and the great world was destroyed.
The invisible destiny is entangled above the starry sky dome, one ebbing and the other ebbing.
There is no doubt that this is a Taoist battle, involving many top figures in the Taoist tradition.
Chu Zheng was lost in thought when suddenly a divine light passed by, shattering the scene in front of him into fragments. He subconsciously took a half step back, and his eyes dimmed. The main hall reappeared, and the scroll hung not far away. The previous shout of killing The sound also disappeared without a trace.
“I can’t even remember the past. What you just saw was the last scene in my eyes before I died. After my true spirit recovered, I drew it to look for traces left over from my previous life. "
Gongyi Ziyu turned his head and looked at Chu Zheng: "What did you see just now?"
Chu Zheng recalled it attentively, and after a while he shook his head helplessly. After entering the scroll, The spiritual eye has lost its effect and it is difficult to see some clues.
The world he has seen is still too narrow.
"Your memory is also incomplete. There may be hope of repairing it in the future. If you can't understand it now, you may be able to understand it in the future."
Gongyi Ziyu didn't care, and waved his hand, signaling the sword. Twelve took Chu Zheng away.
When the palace door closed again, a reminder came out:
“It will be difficult for you to practice for a long time if you continue to refine Qi. It’s better to stop as soon as possible.”
(End of chapter)