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: Taiyin’s Secret Art of Shaking Demons

“Just now, he seemed to be a living dead, similar to the Ningzhou hero.” Meng Qi said as soon as he thought about it.

He had told the whole story about Yangxia and Maoling before.

“Really” Jiang Zhiwei subconsciously asked back, “Could it be that the living dead of the Impermanence Sect are derived from this ancient method of concealing secrets?”

Although Xijiange is not a Daoist sect, it has inherited one of the Seven Swords of Jietian, and has the Supreme Sword Sutra, which has a close relationship with Daoist sects. Therefore, Jiang Zhiwei did not directly say whether the Impermanence of Life and Death Sect is one of the Daoist sects of Emperor Zhenwu. This method of concealing secrets is indeed not necessarily only understood by Emperor Zhenwu.

Seeing the questioning eyes of her, Ruan Yushu, and Qi Zhengyan, Meng Qi nodded, “I’m not sure yet. If we meet again later, I’ll try to change the sky and strike the earth.”

“We will protect you.” Jiang Zhiwei said confidently.

because can’tDetermine whether it is the living dead or not. Meng Qi’s change of sky and earth may not be effective. If he is alone, he will not take the risk unless he is desperate or has another way to escape. But now with Jiang Zhiwei, Qi Zhengyan and Ruan Yushu, even if he fails, If you are backlashed, you will not be in a desperate situation.

Qi Zhengyan slightly sighed: “I didn’t expect that Changtian Strike Earth is so miraculous that it can awaken deep memories.”

Who would have thought such an incredible use could be made for a fine art that just stepped on the exterior line

Even if it does little else, that alone is worth the good work needed

Hearing this, Meng Qi smiled and said, “Senior Brother Qi, do you want to try it? You can’t tell me that after awakening deep memories, you found out that you are really my cousin, and you can also awaken the incomplete memory of reincarnation in previous lives. Maybe you were still my cousin in the previous life.” don’t give it a try”

Qi Zhengyan’s face twitched, and he turned his head to look at another place, his hand holding the dragon-patterned red gold sword tightened and tightened.

Ruan Yushu looked around coldly, as if saying casually: “Aren’t you worried about Ananda all the time? You can try it on yourself after you practice.”

“I can’t awaken the incomplete memory of my previous reincarnation, so I can only look for someone who is destined. I have entangled many reincarnation people. By awakening his memory fragments, I can stimulate myself and experience reincarnation again.” Meng Qi looked battered, This kind of person is hard to come by.

Jiang Zhiwei, who was thinking next to him, suddenly said, “It’s a little wrong. The living dead just now had a unique feeling of showing the interior and exterior. He was considered a strong exterior scene, but he showed that he was not even half as good as the exterior scene. He had no coercion and strength. He could only It is different from the heroes of Ningzhou who cause the evil fire to spread.”

“That’s right, his body is also rotten.” Meng Qi immediately recalled this, and became more and more uncertain about his own judgment.

At this time, Jiang Zhiwei found something left in the pothole on the ground. He picked it up with a sword, and it was a jade pendant with an inscription on it.

It is infected by Yin Qi, gray and white.

“It’s been a long time.” The Ruan family established their family with the Dao of Qin, and their humanities were at their peak. Therefore, Ruan Yushu is very good at identifying jade pendants.

The words on the jade pendant are similar to those in the main world. Although Meng Qi felt puzzled, he still read it out:

“The hometown of the sun, Huanggang.”

Such a domineering name reminds me of Huanggang. Meng Qi couldn’t help but slander.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, they didn’t know Rizhixiang and Huanggang, so they put away the jade pendant and looked elsewhere.

“There are still small characters in the coffin.” After a while. Qi Zhengyan found a clue.

Meng Qi and the others surrounded the coffin and found that there were characters on both sides of the inner wall of the coffin. But they were all erased, and only a few can be barely identified:

“Rizhen Jie” Ruan Yushu read out in a low voice.

Jiang Zhiwei thought for a while: “It should be an exercise.”

Meng Qi turned his head and looked to the other side. There was a distorted and ugly line of words, which was similar to the words on the jade pendant:

“There are ghosts here, don’t take anything”

Every word was crooked, as if a person whose hands couldn’t control his hands had exhausted all his strength to write. Seeing that, Meng Qi felt a chill in his heart.

Judging from the text, it should be written by the living dead just now. It is so strange and terrifying that it can make a strong man who communicates with the world so frightened that there is a “ghost”.

“It was carved with fingernails, lying in a coffin.” Jiang Zhiwei observed carefully for a while and made a judgment.

Ruan Yushu went a step further: “Each character is different, and the traces left on the coffin also have different degrees of decay. It must have lasted for more than a hundred years. Only by engraving a stroke every other period of time can words be formed.”

More than a hundred years, years have passed, and a picture immediately appeared in Meng Qi’s mind, a living dead man imprisoned by evil spirits, lying quietly in a coffin, every ten years or longer, he regained his sobriety or physical memory for a short time, Relying on instinct or persistence, words are carved on the inner wall with nails.

Each recovery takes very little time, and only one word or a few strokes can be engraved. As time goes by, a warning to future generations is finally left.

Such a scene, just thinking about it, made Meng Qi and the others shudder.

“Diquan Ganoderma lucidum.” Ruan Yushu looked at Mustard Seed Ring, and his cold voice seemed deep and floating under the change of Yin Qi.

Meng Qi snorted: “Don’t be afraid, anyway, it will be exchanged for the Lord of the Six Realms of Reincarnation. If the evil spirits are capable, they will drag K into the mausoleum.”

Besides, I still have the green lantern in front of the Buddha and the injury from the sky, so it is difficult for evil to invade.

Everyone has a wealth of experience, and they have even entered the Lingshan Mountain. How could they be easily frightened by the evil spirits?

Suddenly, Meng Qi patted the back of his right hand with his left hand: “I know why the living dead just now have the realm of exterior scenes, but they can’t even display half a step of exterior scene strength.”

Without waiting for Jiang Zhiwei and the others to speak, he said to himself: “He is a living dead, not a zombie. It doesn’t mean that the longer the time passes, the worse he will become. His body is slowly decomposing, and he is developing into a real dead person.”

“After hundreds of years, it can still reach the current level. I’m afraid it was very strong back then.”

“Yes, it’s only been ten years since the Ningzhou hero passed away.” Jiang Zhiwei agreed.

After discussing for a while, the four continued to move forward, maintaining the formation just now.

Passing through this tomb chamber, there is another corridor, with no murals on both sides, and it is pale.

As we walked, it became darker and darker, and the light that came from nowhere before disappeared completely., the darkness in Meng Qi’s eyes was deep and deep, and he could barely discern the way by relying on the magic of his eyes.

Qi Zhengyan took out the fire pocket, lit it, and the light appeared, and a gust of dark wind came out of nowhere and blew it out.

Several times in a row, Meng Qi and the others changed several methods, but no matter how they covered and blocked them, the fire would go out, and in the end, it didn’t even burn.

“Be careful.” Meng Qi said in a deep voice, “Heaven’s Injury” twinkled with lightning, illuminating the way ahead.

Thunder snakes rise and fall one after another, and the front is flickering, making it even more eerie.

“There is a big tomb in front.” Meng Qi recalled the content on the map.

As soon as the voice fell, under the silvery white light, the end of the corridor appeared in front of it. It was a closed stone gate, written in ancient seal characters.

“Under the Nine Springs.” Jiang Zhiwei read, the Baihong Sun Piercing Sword in his hand did not tremble at all.

Ruan Yushu pursed her lips. As a little girl, she was still a little scared deep inside.

Meng Qi’s “Heavenly Injury” crossed his chest, and with his left hand sheathed his sword, he pushed open the stone door.

There was a heavy clanging sound, piercing and ear-piercing, and a faint silvery-white light shone out from the tomb.

Through the half-opened stone door, Meng Qi saw a majestic tomb chamber, which was like a palace. The dome above was not made of stone, but water curtains, with endless gurgling sounds flowing out of thin air.

There is a strange jade tablet in the center of the hall, shining like the moonlight, reflecting the water curtain above it shimmeringly, and the whole tomb is like a dream.

On the jade tablet are engraved small characters, only a few characters are slightly larger, like titles.

“True Secret Art of Slaying Demons in Taiyin.” Jiang Zhiwei, who was standing side by side with Meng Qi, also saw the jade tablet, and read out the large series of ancient seal characters.

“It sounds like the name is one of the exercises left by Emperor Zhenwu.” Meng Qi thought of Emperor Zhenwu’s title of “Nine Heavens Suppressing Demon Patriarch” from the word Suppressing Demons.

Although it is definitely not the best part, but what is the status of Emperor Zhenwu, no matter how bad the leftover skills are, there are still scenes.

Ruan Yushu said calmly, “I haven’t seen any records.”

“Perhaps it has been lost in ancient times.” Qi Zhengyan guessed.

Said it was a guess, but Meng Qi felt that there was a certainty in his words.

The four of them stepped into this tomb and walked directly to the jade tablet engraved with “True Art of Slaying Demons from the Taiyin”.

The moonlight was rippling and shimmering, and the entire tomb was like a moon palace.

Behind Meng Qi and the others, a “moonlight” distorted and suddenly transformed into a human form, with loose hair and clawed hands, rushing towards Qi Zhengyan at the end.

The hands of the visitor were pale, with extremely long nails, which condensed the moonlight and brought severe cold.

In front of the claws, the ice condenses, the wind howls, and the snow flakes, which not only interfere with the sight, but also seem to be able to freeze the soul and cut the body.

When the “Moonlight Figure” pounced, Meng Qi flickered the blue lantern in front of the Buddha’s chest, and turned around to stab him.

The knife is like lightning, swift and incomparable, just now when I saw it, it was already between the two claws.

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The thunder broke out and shattered the ice. Qi Zhengyan’s long sword was like a dragon, and with the deep cold that was frozen here, he pierced the eyebrows of the comer.

Jiang Zhiwei took a step forward, and first guarded Ruan Yushu, the long sword blew warm wind to resist the severe cold.

Ruan Yushu played the “Rebirth Liberation Mantra”, and the sound hit my ears, like Zen sounds, like Taoist chanting.

The “Moonlight Figure” seems to be alive and dead, and it is also a living dead, with a rotten neck, and its strength is slightly equal to half a step.

Hearing the sound of the piano, he who was about to melt into the moonlight before launching a surprise attack suddenly slowed down.

Seizing the opportunity, Meng Qi’s temperament changed, and he took on the strange charm of a god and demon, blending with the heaven and the earth, and looking down on reincarnation.

A deep and waveless sea appeared, and the golden glow was hidden deep, like collected sunlight, surrounded by black mist, covering and binding everything.

Meng Qi tried his best to wake up the memory fragments.

The waves were undulating, and Jinmang jumped, trying to break free from the black mist.

Suddenly, the black mist sank and turned into a figure, wearing a black gown and a crown of flat heaven, with a clear face and deep eyes, looking sideways at Meng Qi.

With just this one glance, Meng Qi’s head felt as if struck by lightning, and he was in excruciating pain. He screamed, his nosebleeds spewed out, his ears buzzed, and he could no longer feel the sea of ​​his heart

“Emperor Zhenwu”

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