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Chapter 19: Strange Blood Corpse

After listening to Xiang Ming's words, Lu Yue lowered her head and looked at the Tuibei picture. The two rings were like two unrelated time and space, surrounding each other, and she was the place where the two rings intersected. If this picture scroll is really like this.

Xiang Ming said that there is an ancient battlefield, and there is a road leading to the ancient realm in the battlefield. Does this mean that he can leave Qingli?

Where is the ancient realm? Lu Yue has been thinking about this question. In the secret room in Snow Wolf Valley, the old immortal once said: "If you want to compete with the sky, you must go to the ancient realm, where all living beings and the ancient way of heaven are.

omnipotent."

If the way of heaven is in the ancient realm, and all living beings are transformed by the way of heaven, does that mean that if you have the strength to reach the ancient realm, you will be able to see the way of heaven, fight against it, and change your destiny against heaven?

Thinking of this, Lu Yue said in a deep voice: "Take me to find the ancient battlefield."

"You're crazy. The ancient battlefield is currently where the Barbarian cultivators and the Chinese cultivators are fighting. If you go there now, wouldn't you be sent to your door to be killed?" After Xiang Ming heard Lu Yue's words, he jumped up and pointed at Lu Yue's

said the nose.

"Do you want to know the content behind your so-called ancient scroll?" Lu Yue was surprisingly not angry, but asked Xiang Ming calmly.

"Do you know the content behind it?" Xiang Ming looked at Lu Yue suspiciously. This scroll was obtained by chance and by chance. If Lu Yue knows the content behind it, doesn't it mean that he can know what will happen in the future?

Lu Yue nodded, pondered for a while and said: "If I guessed correctly, the barbaric cultivators will be defeated in a short time. The Chinese monks will unite as one to defend the inheritance of their ancestors. The real catastrophe of the Chinese state has just begun.

, not out of external aggression, but out of China’s internal affairs.”

"What is the content of the second scroll?" Xiang Ming asked doubtfully.

"It's a plate of fruit. This scroll is called "Tuibei Tu". Each painting represents a prophecy, and your scroll is the first one, which does not belong to the category of prophecy. Starting from the second one, you really enter the realm of prophecy.

The fruits represent China’s inheritance that has been inherited for thousands of years.

There are many fruits. It was in the third painting that the prophecy of the Chinese catastrophe really began. So, you should honestly tell me about the ancient battlefield." Lu Yueyin looked at Xiang Ming with a smile, obviously,

What Xiang Ming said before was half true and half false, so it should not be fully believed.

Hearing Lu Yue's words, Xiang Ming stretched out his crumpled hands in embarrassment and scratched his head, thinking to himself: I didn't expect that Lu Yue only existed as an earth soul, and was so thoughtful that he could see that my previous words were half true and half false.

After thinking for a while, he then said: "Then what exactly did the later volumes of "Tui Bei Tu" predict?"

"If you tell the truth about the ancient battlefield, I will tell you the contents of the entire volume of "Tuibei Tu"." Lu Yue said in a deep voice.

Xiang Ming frowned, considered it carefully for a while, and made up his mind and said: "Okay, anyway, the ancient battlefield must be full of dangers, so you can explore it with me."

After speaking, Xiang Ming told Lu Yue how he learned about the ancient battlefield.

It turns out that the corpse that Xiang Ming called for the first time turned out to be that of an ancient monk. The corpse herders could not only control the corpse, but also learn from the corpse what they had experienced in their lives.

Xiang Ming learned from the corpse of this ancient monk that there was an unknown secret in Northern Xinjiang. The cultivation civilization before Qingli originated in Northern Xinjiang. After its peak, a war broke out and destroyed this civilization.

Once upon a time.

In fact, it was not because Man Xiu went south to march into China because he knew about the ancient battlefield in Northern Xinjiang, but for other reasons. Xiang Ming said this just to confuse Lu Yue. Now, they are the only ones in Qingli about the ancient battlefield.

It's just two people knowing it.

While the two were talking, corpse demons began to return one after another carrying various corpses on their backs. Xiang Ming stood up and took out his flute, and the melodious flute sound floated out again, guiding the corpse demons in the direction.

After a while, all the zombies had returned, each with their own results. Xiang Ming saw the messy corpses, and felt depressed. Where had these heaven-defying masters gone? Why was he looking for a corpse?

No? Except for the corpses below Yukong, they are barbaric cultivators. If you want to rely on these corpses to go to the ancient battlefield, there is simply no way.

At this time, when Lu Yue was with the corpse, her eyes returned to their previous dullness, and she hid her earthly soul, leaving only a trace of will to control her body's actions.

Xiang Ming walked past the corpses and examined them one by one, fearing that he would miss every detail.

Suddenly, Lu Yue mechanically walked up to a corpse and looked straight at the corpse on the ground. She kept thinking in her mind, whose corpse belonged to it? Why did it feel familiar.

The corpse on the ground was covered in blood and flesh, and the appearance could not be seen clearly. However, a familiar feeling emanated from the corpse, as if it had been seen somewhere. Perhaps because they were both corpses, Lu Yue could sense it.

To the aura exuded by the corpse of a monk after he died.

He carefully looked at the corpse in front of him, puzzled, shook his head helplessly and looked at Xiang Ming.

Xiang Ming had already noticed Lu Yue's strange movements, and followed Lu Yue when he walked to the bloody corpse. Looking at the bloody corpse on the ground, Xiang Ming frowned. What kind of cultivation did this corpse have before he died?

He couldn't see through it. How could someone with such a high level of cultivation come to join the battle in the Northern Xinjiang battlefield? And he was actually killed?

Judging from his appearance, he must have met a very powerful opponent. Is there anyone among the barbaric cultivators who has reached the heavens? It is really worrying to think that those uncivilized races can cultivate to such an extent.

But this time, I finally got something. Let’s summon these corpses first. Maybe we can get some information from this bloody corpse. After thinking about it, Xiang Ming began to recite an obscure spell.

When Lu Yue saw Xiang Ming's behavior, she had the urge to laugh. This was exactly like a dancing master on earth. Xiang Ming was seen jumping exaggeratedly, his hands dancing randomly in the air, mumbling words in his mouth, and opening his eyes from time to time.

Open your eyes, dip the dew in your hands into the blood of an unknown animal, and sprinkle it on the corpse.

After a while, the corpses seemed to understand Xiang Ming's call and mechanically climbed up from the ground. Only the bloody corpse did not move at all. Xiang Ming jumped in front of the bloody corpse in an exaggerated manner, bit the tip of his tongue, and took a bite.

Blood sprayed onto the corpse's body.

Suddenly, the bloody corpse trembled, and after Xiang Ming's spell ended, he stood up straight, like a zombie, which was so scary.

Xiang Ming was also shocked by the behavior of the blood corpse. The joints of ordinary corpses can be bent, and they can get up from the ground just like humans, but their movements are a little stiff. But this blood corpse's whole body was stiff and it jumped directly from the ground.

It was obviously beyond Xiang Ming's expectation.

"Why did you summon me?" The blood corpse turned his empty eyes to Xiang Ming, and his deep voice echoed in the air.

Hearing the blood corpse's words, Xiang Ming's expression changed. Oh no, this is another ancient corpse. I wonder if he can subdue it. If he can subdue an ancient corpse again, he will be a powerful assistant.

"I don't know if it's the arrival of God, but Xiang Ming has missed the welcome. Since he is dead, he has no intention of coveting the world. The smoke disappears, dust returns to dust, soil returns to dust, dust turns to loess, and God returns to the way of heaven." Xiang Ming didn't know what he was talking about.

What, it's just that every word seems to have magic power, making the bloody corpse tremble continuously.

When Xiang Ming finished saying "return to the way of heaven", a dark soul sprang out from the bloody corpse's heavenly spirit, and flew into the sky with its teeth and claws.

When Lu Yue saw that it was an ancient soul, a light flashed in her eyes, and the earth soul quickly rushed out of the sky spirit and chased away.

When Xiang Ming saw Lu Yue's actions, he curled his lips and wondered what he was thinking. Then he continued to summon the blood corpse.

The story is divided into two parts, let’s talk about Lu Yue first.

Ever since Lu Yue's earthly soul was chased out, he was soaring upwards, trying to break through the sky and go to an unknown space. As if he was traveling on an ancient road, stars kept retreating and flashing past him.

After chasing for a while, a shining light curtain appeared in the distance, extremely dazzling. Lu Yue suddenly felt bad. If he flew in, he might never be able to return to his body. A speeding up to the ancient earth soul

The way ahead is blocked.

When the ancient earth soul saw that Lu Yue was actually blocking his way, he bared his teeth and claws and said angrily: "You followed me here and then blocked my way. What did you do?"

"Who are you? I have never seen you, let alone heard of you, so why do I feel familiar?" Lu Yue asked.

The ancient earth soul stopped dancing and looked at Lu Yue in surprise. After looking at it carefully for a while, he said in surprise: "Are you from the Moon Clan? I didn't expect to see descendants of the Moon Clan. I am from the Star Clan."

The God of War is just a fighting spirit now. I don’t know if there is any inheritance left. Hey, go back, the front is not the place you should go."

"What's going on? Why can't I understand anything about the Moon Clan and the Star Clan?" Lu Yue roared loudly.

Seeing Lu Yue being so angry, the ancient war spirit of the Star Clan actually said with a respectful expression: "Master Yue Clan, don't be angry, I will pass on everything to you, and you also want the inheritance of the Corpse Clan below.

Be careful with your response. Although the zombie tribe stood with us during the world-destroying war, they have never done anything to help us. They are very cunning."

After speaking, the fighting spirit of Xing Clan shot out a ray of light and flew into Lu Yue's earth soul, and then said: "Go back by yourself, don't go any further, I'm leaving first."

After Lu Yue watched the Star Clan war spirit leave, while returning, she carefully recalled the memory that the war spirit gave her. Will all the mysteries be solved in this memory? Or ancient events will be revealed to her

Will the mysterious veil reappear in the world?