Extreme Yama System

There seems to be no more level below the stairs, but an altar. The altar is in the shape of a five-pointed star. As soon as people come in, the pillars of fire on the five corners will burst into flames, illuminating the surroundings. In the middle of the altar, there is a stone chair carved with intricate patterns and coiled dragons, and a corpse is sitting on the stone chair.

The corpse was very strange. It was clear that the soul had not fluctuated at all, but the body was very well preserved. Except for the skin that looks a little dry, all the beards and hairs are actually there. If you don't look carefully, you might think it's a sleeping living person.

Around the altar, there are more than a dozen huge bookshelves. There are obvious formation fluctuations on it, and it can be seen that the books inside are well preserved and have not turned into fly ash due to time.

Xue Wu didn't move after he counted it. He felt that this place was evil, and the entire space was enveloped by a powerful thought. The intensity of this idea is very high, and it is a line higher than the breath of the death **** Anubis he encountered in the world of "The Mummy Returns" before.

"What's the matter? Did you find anything?" Old man Jian Chen led Longhushan and the others, and followed Xue Wusuan all the time. At this time, seeing Xue Wusuan standing still and motionless, he became nervous even with him.

"Nothing. Just found something interesting."

As he said that, Xue Wuan continued to carry Zhou Huiru and walked inside. The people behind them looked at each other and followed Xue Wusuan into this strange tomb.

The moment everyone comes in. The stairway to the entrance slammed shut. And at the same time, a voice suddenly sounded in everyone's mind. Including Zhou Huiru, who was sleeping, was also awakened instantly.

"Very good, very good! There are so many people who have come here through the screening of this saint. Hahaha, this is God's will! God's will has brought this saint's blood evil door to the light of day!"

Xue Wusuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he secretly said in his heart: After this person dies, he can still leave a piece of mind wandering here, and it has existed for so many years. I am afraid that the cultivation level before his death is similar to what I am now, perhaps higher.

Hearing this sudden sound, most of the Taoist monks secretly thought that this was really outside the secret realm of the evil cultivation system, and they also felt a little hot. They didn't come here with real skills. If it weren't for Xue Wusuan, most of them would have to die on a few levels outside.

This thought continues to speak to itself. In short, the inheritors he has selected to enter here decide the strongest, and then stand in the center of the altar, and it will use its last strength as a driving force, Activate this altar, instill all the knowledge and experience in front of it into the person's brain, and get all it has. The rest of the people will not come here in vain. When the inheritance is over, the secret books on the surrounding bookshelves can be read by them.

This seems to be in line with the inheritance of the secret realm program. But the only one who sneered in the field was Xue Wushen.

There is a loophole in what this idea says. This may not be known by the Taoist people, but he is clear.

Under the premise that the soul no longer exists, can all the knowledge and experience in life be directly instilled into another person's brain with just a single thought and a so-called altar? Even with Xue Wusuan's current cultivation, this method is far from being possible. And how can an evil cultivator who is stronger than him but limited in strength do it?

This is simply not possible!

Serious nonsense, ready to coax fools, is this not digging a hole?

Xue Wusuan chuckled inwardly, but heard the thought still boasting that as long as he inherited the knowledge and experience he had before his death, he would surely achieve extraordinary achievements, seek longevity, and even dominate the world as a monk. It is also said that it has been waiting for this day for thousands of years, and it will disappear as soon as the inheritance is completed. Crackling said a big challange.

And Xue Wusuan didn't directly point out the ridiculous trick played by the mind. He hugged Zhou Huiru, who woke up, and stood aside, wondering if some of these monks who claimed to be the righteous path would not be able to stand the temptation and really go up and try the method.

As far as Xue Wusuan knew, this plane was likely to be a high-level world rich in vitality in the past. Just look at the owner of this secret realm. If the vitality of heaven and earth is thin, this realm cannot be reached before this life.

But this was all thousands of years ago. Now, if you look at the cultivators who are said to be at the top of Daomen, you can see how weak the vitality of the world is now.

No matter how powerful Taoism is, it is useless, and the realm cannot be raised. The main purpose of cultivation is "longevity", which has become a joke. When the hundred years of Yangshou arrives, there is nothing to do except to die.

This is also the fundamental reason for the decline of the once prosperous Taoist gate in the world.

Isn't cultivating Dao to gain longevity? Although this goal is very vague, it is worth the pursuit of countless people. And after hitting the iron wall countless times, knowing that he can't break the wall under such thin conditions of heaven and earth vitality, in fact, every cultivator is quite desperate.

Today, a powerful cultivator from a thousand years ago left a thought saying that as long as he gets his inheritance, not only can he be detached, but even unifying the sect is a trivial matter. This is equivalent to drawing a big pie for someone who is already hungry and dizzy. The results are predictable.

Seeing the eager eyes of Jian Chen and the others, Xue Wusuan pouted, and couldn't help but transmit his voice to these dizzy idiots and said: "You believe what they say? If longevity is really easy, How did this guy die? Wake up!"

"No way? This is an inheritance secret realm. Don't he feel guilty for fooling people like this? Besides, Changsheng is not immortal. He said that he was plotted by someone, was seriously injured, and died when he died?"

The old man Jian Chen also hurriedly asked by voice transmission. He was still unwilling.

"Hey, you old fool, forget it if you don't believe me, I didn't say anything."

When Jian Chen wanted to ask, Xue Wusuan ignored his voice transmission. This made Jian Chen feel up and down in his heart.

While he was unwilling to finally see the hope of longevity, he told Jian Chen rationally that Xue Wusuan would not joke with him about this kind of thing. For a while, he could only hold back the restlessness in his heart, and pulled a few of his doormen to the back. I want to wait and see what happens first.

The surrounding atmosphere is subtle. That kind of thought said that only one person can complete the inheritance, and they want them to decide the strongest person to go to the altar. But the strongest person here is Xue Wusuan. A very embarrassing situation.

"Don't count me. I'm the bodyguard hired by Longhushan. I have no interest in inheriting this kind of thing. You can decide for yourself."

Got Xue Wushen's statement. The atmosphere is more subtle. Some self-aware people stepped back slowly, showing their attitude. In addition to the five people from the Shushan faction, there were also four people from the Kunlun faction and three monks from other mountain gates.

The people in Longhushan finally chose to believe Xue Wusuan's reminder and did not go up to join in the fun.

"Everyone. The inheritance here is the means of evil cultivation. As the head of the Taoist sect, I, Shushan, have the responsibility to put this inheritance away, so as to avoid future troubles and prevent this thing from harming the common people. And I promise that the rest of the things in Shushan will also be I would like to leave it to you fellow Daoists to take it back for safekeeping. I wonder what your thoughts are?"

As soon as Jiang Yujie's voice fell, someone next to him gave up and spoke directly.

"Jiang Daoyou's words are bad. All the people present are the pillars of the righteous path, and I am also responsible for protecting the common people. If I really want to choose a mountain gate to take care of the inheritance of the evil cultivation here, I Kunlun is more suitable. And after the event These inheritances will be inscribed for you to refer to as a warning."