I Honor

Life and Death Transformation

Seeing the “Boundary of Life and Death”, Meng Qi quickly took out the black fur. The strange symbols and patterns on it had been connected into an incomplete map under the annotations of the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation. Many places and routes were incomplete, and only two All roads are considered complete, all leading to the core of the mausoleum.

At the beginning of the map, the content written in ancient characters is:

“The realm of life and death.”

Both Jiang Zhiwei and Ruan Yushu didn’t recognize the strange symbols and patterns before, but the ancient characters transformed into the ancient characters after the commentary of the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, the parts they barely recognized, as for Meng Qi and Qi Zhengyan, they were completely blinded by the experience. When he was illiterate, Meng Qi had no place to learn ancient characters before. After joining the Six Doors, he had no time to learn.

Next to the four seal scripts of “The Boundary of Life and Death”, there is a passage written in petite characters: “Those who pass die, those who leave live.”

“Could it be that you will die if you cross the bridge?” After listening to Jiang Zhiwei’s explanation, Meng Qi was a little at a loss, but how did he get into the mausoleum and how did he find the Zhenwu Suspect Tomb?The secret of the mission, open the next link of the mission

And the routes shown on the map are all behind the Realm of Life and Death.

“It must be something else.” Ruan Yushu said calmly, hugging Qi Fengqin.

Jiang Zhi smiled: “Since we’re all here, it’s impossible to stop at the door. Anyway, you are always ready to use the green lantern in front of the Buddha. If it’s not right, we’ll just stop and return, and we’ll see what it means to die.”

This is really typical of Jiang Zhiwei’s character. Meng Qi slandered, thinking that this was the only way to go.

Qi Zhengyan didn’t speak all the time, looking around the iron lock, the place was dark and gloomy, even if everyone opened their eyes, they couldn’t see clearly, as if they were blocked by fog, or they were separated by Yin and Yang forever.

Half of Meng Qi’s energy was concentrated on the green lantern in front of his chest, holding the “Heaven’s Wound”. Go through the boundary marker first and step onto the chain bridge.

The long knife leaped with lightning and circled around him endlessly, which made Meng Qi really look like a god of thunder.

Jiang Zhiwei walked side by side with him, Ruan Yushu took a step back, and Qi Zhengyan was in charge of making a decision. Although the four of them did not speak, they had a tacit understanding and a clear division of labor.

Creaking, the chain bridge was shaking. Other than that, it was nothing special, neither ghosts emerged nor collapsed directly.

Meng Qi felt strange, could it be that “the one who passes dies and the one who goes out lives” is a fake

Suddenly, he found that his body temperature was dropping slowly but firmly, his heartbeat slowed down involuntarily, and the blood flow seemed to be viscous. One’s own yang energy shrinks inward, as if it is about to condense into a “seed”.

Even with this miraculous change, Meng Qi’s qi movement, strength and flexibility did not drop at all, and his mind was still clear. The primordial spirit is clear, and the spiritual sense has not sensed any danger. The green lamp in front of the Buddha is burning slowly, and there is no abnormality.

He spread out the spirit. Immediately, they noticed that Jiang Zhiwei, Ruan Yushu, and Qi Zhengyan’s heartbeat slowed down, and there was a gloomy look on their bodies, like the dead are better than the living

“Did you feel it?” Meng Qi asked. As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he was taken aback, his voice was full of sullenness, as if floating out of the secluded world.

Jiang Zhiwei nodded habitually, looked at Ruan Yushu and Qi Zhengyan, and said, “It’s the same, but I didn’t feel any damage to my body. Could it be that the death of the dead refers to the suspended animation of the physical body?”

“Many important people seek the way to survive after death.” Ruan Yushu suddenly said, her voice was already cold, but now it became more sinister.

“Through this kind of life-and-death transformation, conceal the secret of heaven.” Jiang Zhiwei has also read similar materials.

Meng Qi said thoughtfully: “It seems that Emperor Zhenwu once prepared it for himself.”

The chain bridge was not long, and the four of them walked quickly. As soon as they stepped on the opposite side of the soil, Meng Qi felt his last weak heartbeat completely stop, his blood no longer flowed, and his body temperature disappeared. Some kind of strange way that Meng Qi couldn’t understand was connected to the external air mechanism, which replaced the blood for support.

Sensing carefully, Meng Qi found that his yang energy and vitality had not really disappeared, but had completely shrunk to the center of his eyebrows, condensing into a “seed” as small as a mustard seed, expanding and contracting rhythmically, keeping his body from rotting.

Meng Qi’s heart moved, trying to comprehend a little bit of the mystery of this change, it must be of great use.

“If others see us, I’m afraid they will think that we are the products of corpse transformation.” Relying on his profound skills, he recorded the changes in the details of his body, and then moved his limbs without feeling any decline in strength.

While speaking, he turned his head to look at Jiang Zhiwei, Ruan Yushu and Qi Zhengyan, laughing inexplicably.

“What are you laughing at?” Jiang Zhiwei asked suspiciously.

Looking at her gloomy and pale face, and Ruan Yushu’s long hair and cold white clothes, Meng Qi suppressed a smile: “It’s nothing, it’s nothing.”

This is simply playing a Chinese ghost story.

In order to prevent them from asking, Meng Qi took out the black fur and considered which way to choose. One was the farthest to the left, and the other was the farthest to the right.

“Let’s choose the left side. Dangerous areas are marked on the right side, and there are many places that need to be detoured.” Meng Qi decided the route with simple principles.

Jiang Zhiwei and the others had no objection, anyway, if there was something wrong, they would stop returning.

Stepping into the foggy place, the wind blew up everywhere, as if it had penetrated into the body, eliminating vitality, Meng Qi’s true energy circulated, blocking them, and walked to the far left.

After walking for a while, he saw a gate with various tomb-suppressing beasts painted on it, but it was not closed, but was concealed.

“Could it be that someone came in before?” Meng Qi frowned suspiciously.

Qi Zhengyan pointed to the secret place by the door: “There are footprints.”

Looking closely, there are pairs of shallow footprints on the edge covered by the gloomy mist, it seems that more than one person came

Meng Qi held the right hand of “Heavenly Injury” tightly: “Maybe there are more variables inside than we imagined, so we have to be careful.”

When Jiang Zhiwei and Ruan Yushu nodded, he opened the door first, and in front of him was a long corridor, the floor was covered with blue bricks, and the walls were covered with lifelike murals, all of which described a strong man suppressing all kinds of evil spirits and heretics .

This strong man sometimes wears a black gown robe, a crown of the Emperor Pingtian, and a long sword of a turtle and snake. Sometimes he wears a hydration suit, a silk sash, and hemp shoes.

“Emperor Zhenwu.” Ruan Yushu said concisely.

In today’s world, the image of Emperor Zhenwu is attached with various mythslegend. There is not a small difference with this.

Meng Qi looked at the mural and sighed, “As expected of the Patriarch of the Nine Heavens Slaying Demons.”

The four slowed down, trying to find clues from the murals, and found that most of the contents were related to the suppression of Jiuyou demons and ghosts, and the rest were about subduing demons and eliminating evil.

“In ancient times, Jiuyou was really a trouble in the world.” Jiang Zhiwei sighed.

At the end of the corridor is a tomb room, which is very spacious, the size of a yard, but the inside is empty, with only a dark coffin placed in the middle.

The lid of the coffin was overturned on its side. It seems that the dead inside have crawled out

Meng Qi’s scalp was slightly numb, and the silver-white electric snake of “Heavenly Injury” jumped more violently.

“There is a ganoderma over there.” Qi Zhengyan was the first to discover a fist-sized ganoderma stubbornly growing between the gap between the coffin and the ground. There is a trace of yin, surrounded by clouds and fog.

Jiang Zhiwei pondered for a while and said, “It is suspected to be Ganoderma lucidum, but it is a little different. It may be highly poisonous. It has been at least a hundred years.”

“Whether it’s poisonous or not, it’s all for good deeds anyway, so what are you afraid of?” Meng Qi thought about it, carefully approaching the coffin. Zi Wu unsheathed it, picked it lightly, and the Diquan Ganoderma fell into Ruan Yushu’s hands.

At this time, he saw six ancient seal characters engraved on the bottom of the coffin.

Jiang Zhiwei walked side by side with him. Immediately distinguish and read:

“Get this fate, return here”

An inexplicable chill rose in the hearts of everyone, this is a curse. or a prophecy?

Suddenly, a gray hand stretched out from the soil beside the coffin and grabbed Meng Qi’s ankle.

The five fingers of the palm form a certain mysterious imprint, and there are endless changes between movement and stillness.

Following this grab, the entire tomb was instantly ablaze with dark green flames, which spread silently, and gathered around the gray palm, locking Meng Qi’s evasion route.

Meng Qi had just experienced the matter of the impermanence of life and death, so he was very wary of something suddenly popping up from the ground, so he was not caught off guard.

Ruan Yushu played the qin with his right hand, and the sound of Qingyue echoed in the tomb, like a drum at dusk and a bell in the morning, like the sound of a Buddhist chant, the yin energy dissipated, and there was a mournful hum from the ground.

A figure came out, palm up, trying to fight against the injury from the sky.

At this time, Qi Zhengyan swung the ice-melted red gold sword with dragon patterns, a flash of cold light froze the figure’s feet to the ground, the ice layer was crystal clear, reflecting the flow of color, and quickly melted under the burning of the dark green fire .

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Jiang Zhiwei’s Baihong Sun Piercing Sword pierced out at the right time, pointing directly at the center of the eyebrows, sweeping away the remnants of souls, the sword light was condensed, full of death.

The attacker’s feet froze for a moment, and his figure slowed down. Meng Qi finally saw his appearance clearly. His gray hair, wrinkled face, faint breath, seemed dead and alive, making him feel inexplicably familiar.

The attacker let out a roar, and swung his left fist. A dark flame was generated from his shoulder, and burned all the way to the face of the fist. The flame jumped and burned silently, blocking Jiang Zhiwei’s sword.

Jiang Zhiwei’s Yan Luotie was originally based on speed and momentum to win, but the opponent was close to a dead person, not affected by the spirit, and his moves seemed to be random without thinking, and even blocked a direct attack

At the same time, Meng Qitian’s wound was struck, and the momentum of the saber was like a tide, rolling forward continuously.

The tides are all transformed by the light of thunder, silver and white dazzling, the right hand of the attacking person turns into a fist, hitting the blade directly, without fear of thunder

There were two clear slaps almost at the same time, Jiang Zhiwei’s long sword and Meng Qi’s wound from the sky were both blocked.

The electric snake suddenly exploded, enveloping the attacker, causing traces of black energy in his body to evaporate, and let out a mournful howl.

boom

The condensed flame exploded at once and spread to the surroundings. Jiang Zhiwei didn’t want the Yin fire to touch her body, so she had to take a step back, reconcile the Qi in her body, and swung her sword to defend.

Meng Qi took advantage of the power of the knife and fist to vacate again, avoiding the Yin Huo. Ruan Yushu and Qi Zhengyan stood far away and were not affected.

The Yin fire is extinguished, the attackers disappear, and only potholes are left on the ground.

Mingming was restrained by Tianlei, but he made a move without fear. Meng Qi stood still and frowned.

Suddenly, his heart moved, and he remembered where the inexplicable sense of familiarity came from.

The person who attacked was similar to the feeling given to me by “Ningzhou Hero”. They are both living dead, and they seem to be born from the same source

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