It's obviously a life skill, but you developed it into a magical skill

When he was first on the upper floor, Zhou An directly fought against the bones controlled by the men in black robes. With one blow, all the coffins were reduced to ashes.

So he didn't pay attention to the small writing inside these coffins.

Now that he was free, Zhou An opened the coffin, looked at the densely packed small words on it, and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

"I can't understand this text."

Soon, Zhou An came to a conclusion.

The small characters on the coffin are written vigorously, giving off an ancient and sad feeling.

Even if it is just a line of words, it can be seen that the writer contains a sense of desolation of the years when writing these words.

"Who wrote it? This horrifying sense of time makes one's hair stand on end."

Zhou An just glanced at it and felt like he was recalling the glorious past.

Even if he has the special attribute of spirit, he is still affected at this moment.

Although he couldn't understand the vigorous words above, Zhou An also knew one thing.

The person who wrote these words must be a powerful person, otherwise he would not be affected.

"Moreover, they all seem to be written by the same person."

Zhou An touched his chin and thought to himself.

With the bonus of Thousand Miles of Vision, Zhou An can cover all the surrounding coffins without any obstacles.

The coffin lid of each coffin has words carved over time, exuding a sense of simplicity and desolation.

Although Zhou An could not recognize the words on it, Zhou An could recognize that these were the handwriting of one person.

"In the past years, some people buried these people here, and carved these words of time under the coffin lid."

Zhou An came to a conclusion.

This large cemetery, including the many more coffins below, were all the work of one man.

In Zhou An's mind, a picture couldn't help but appear.

In an extremely dark cemetery, a mysterious man exuding the vicissitudes of time buried many bones here.

And after the burial, the mysterious man sat on the ground, holding a carving knife in his hand, and carved the words of years into these coffins.

"It smells bad." Zhou An thought to himself.

"Unfortunately, I don't recognize any of these words."

His trip was to resolve these grievances by the way.

Although there are pure natural formations as suppression, these bones cannot become weird.

But putting it underground in Huaixijing is not a problem after all.

It's like a time bomb that could explode at any time.

Therefore, as Si Jing, eliminating these dangers in advance can save a lot of trouble.

As for how to erase it, it's actually very simple.

Just wipe out all these bones.

After erasing the bones and destroying everything here, the resentment will naturally dissipate.

Thinking of this, Zhou An raised his knife.

He planned to start from this level and destroy it first.

As for going down, you have to do it layer by layer.

A dark green sword light emerged.

Under Zhou An's operation, these black-green sword lights, with unparalleled power, destroyed all the bones in the coffin.

The soaring resentment disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye after the corpse was destroyed.

As for the coffin, Zhou An still keeps it.

Although he didn't recognize this thing, it didn't prevent others from recognizing it.

Obviously, the words above are from ancient times. Just this feeling of time is heart-stopping. There is definitely a big secret in it.

Zhou An really wanted to see these big secrets, so he planned to keep them all.

Soon, after Zhou An finished solving this layer, he started to follow the old method just now and continued to use the black-green sword light to clear the way and dig downwards.

Mud is still splashing.

The more Zhou An digs down, the deeper he digs.

It didn't take long for him to reach the cemetery below through this rough method that would put the empty door to shame.

It is still the same as the previous floor, with densely packed coffins, but there are differences.

In this underground space, there is a main coffin in the middle, and there are densely packed coffins surrounding it.

Many coffins surround the main coffin. These coffins have long been extremely mottled, revealing the vicissitudes and simplicity of the years.

Some of the coffin lids had been broken open, exuding the smell of decay.

The sense of simplicity and vicissitudes of time is even more prominent on this floor.

Zhou An sensed it carefully.

Through his clairvoyance, he could feel that there was no cemetery below.

This is the final level.

"In other words, there are thousands of people buried here." Zhou An thought to himself.

The first level has the least number of people, and the number increases as you go down.

The two floors at the back plus the first floor amount to thousands.

Especially this last layer is even more frightening.

The coffin in the center was extremely large, and the resentment carried by this coffin alone was enough to equal the resentment of all the coffins.

According to the laws of this world, the more luxurious the coffin is, the more powerful the person inside the coffin is.

The stronger you are in life, the more luxurious you will be after death.

Seeing this, Zhou An touched his chin and said to himself: "These are all incomprehensible words."

He thought to himself, without stopping, he directly raised the long knife in his hand.

Since you can't understand, let's speed up the time and destroy it all.

Thinking about this, the dark green sword light appeared again.

The sword light fell, following these coffins, trying to destroy all the bones in the coffins.

But just when Zhou An's sword was about to fall.

Abnormality appeared suddenly.

Zhou An's heart suddenly felt palpitating.

After this feeling appeared, the emotion was amplified countless times in an instant.

First came palpitations, then, a great terror.

The source of this terror comes from the huge main coffin.

The bones in the other coffins had long been destroyed.

Only the huge main coffin, the bones inside, could not be destroyed even by the light of the black-blue sword.

Through his clairvoyance and through this huge coffin, Zhou An could feel that there was a middle-aged man lying inside the coffin.

The other bones had turned into ashes, but this middle-aged man seemed to be alive.

He was obviously dead, but his face was rosier than many living people.

At this time, the extremely heart-pounding emotion came from this middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man looks ordinary, but the aura about him makes people naturally ignore the ordinary appearance of the middle-aged man.

"This...is going to be weird."

Zhou An frowned.

The surrounding formations have not changed.

That pure natural formation is still there.

There is no problem with Zhou An's operation.

So what caused this qualitative change must not be Zhou An's operation, which caused the pure natural formation to go wrong.

"Since it's not my problem, it's... the coffin's problem."

In an instant, Zhou An had already thought of the reason.

This is what the dead man in the coffin did to prevent his body from being damaged.

Once someone wants to destroy a corpse, the corpse will excite that ancient aura, turning the corpse into something strange.

"What if he was being weird on purpose?"

At this moment, Zhou An suddenly felt blessed and thought of a realistic thing.

If this middle-aged man deliberately wanted to be weird, then there are two possibilities.

This purely natural formation has the ability to control resentment, but it cannot channel resentment.

Over time, you will only get one result.

When something goes wrong with the pure natural formation, everyone here will become weird.

Of course, there is another result, that is, someone who is proficient in formations can slowly break the resentment like Zhou An.

This is very much like a bureau.

The first and second layers can be easily cracked, making people relax their vigilance.

The third level is the final kill.

As long as someone relaxes their vigilance, it will cause the corpse in the coffin to turn into something strange.

So Zhou An believed that the other party did it on purpose.

Of course, now is not the time to think about that.

At this moment, Zhou An felt the shuddering palpitations in his heart, but he became unexpectedly excited.

He turned his head and said to Black Jade: "Go back to the shadow."

Black Jade tilted her head. She felt that Zhou An was not joking, so she had no skin this time and honestly turned into a shadow and fell into Zhou An's shadow.

Zhou An then turned his head and looked at the huge coffin.

It's been a long time since he's faced an evenly matched opponent.

At this time, the feeling this coffin gave him was that long-lost excitement.

It was like the strange moon river I encountered a long time ago.

Talents of the same level are like toys in Zhou An's hands.

Even some of the older generation are not interested in Zhou An.

Only this extremely powerful weirdness can give Zhou Anxin the will to fight.

In fact, Zhou An had experienced it a long time ago, and he could also understand the feeling of loneliness among masters.

"Today, I will try all my skills on you."

Zhou An licked his lips.

The main coffin began to shake.

The next moment, an ancient and desolate feeling continued to extend from the main coffin.

In the blink of an eye, the main coffin suddenly cracked a crack during the vibration.

When the gap appeared, the heart-stopping aura gradually became thicker, and in the blink of an eye, it spread throughout the cemetery.

"Snapped!"

Accompanied by a soft sound.

His always pale palm rested on the edge of the main coffin.

The lid of the coffin was lifted and fell heavily to the ground.

The middle-aged man straightened his body strangely and sat up from the coffin.

The face was as numb as tree bark, and the eyes were ashen.

The unique horror of Weirdness is constantly flowing through middle-aged Weirdness.

The desolate atmosphere and the strange coldness created a strong contrast when combined.

"The one who buried everyone is you."

Zhou An slowly said: "Although I don't know your identities, if you are dead, you are dead. It would be inappropriate to think about living again."

He knew that Wei Wei couldn't communicate, but Zhou An felt that it was better to say something at this time, after all, it would be consistent with his style.

Of course, the middle-aged man did not answer Zhou An.

When Zhou An opened his mouth, the middle-aged Wei Qing took action.

Just waving his sleeves, a cold breath shot towards Zhou An instantly.

Zhou An held up a long knife and an iron pot in his left hand.

His body was covered with a layer of gold.

Use the flying dragon body technique.

Behind Zhou An, the huge Holy Spirit Demonic Body emerged.

"boom!"

The roaring sound was endless.

The cemetery began to shake violently.

Zhou An's eyes widened, and he felt even more excited.

He raised the long sword, and the dark green light on the blade was extremely sharp.

At the same time, the pot in his left hand was also pressed down.

After all abilities are used, the bonus reaches hundreds of times.

This knife was swung out suddenly.

This pot fell from the sky.

"boom!"

The sound, louder than it started, continued to echo in the cemetery.

The middle-aged man still had a cold face and raised his palms.

The palms, knife and pot are in contact with each other.

There was a terrifying shock between the two.

With a roar, the earth began to break apart.

The cemetery became fragmented.

Zhou An turned the pot over and took out the knife.

The Qi in the body is being consumed rapidly.

But now that he has reached the innate realm, he has already ceased to exist.

Every time I take a shot, I do my best.

The Qi in the body can also keep up.

The middle-aged Weiwei stood up under Zhou An's offensive.

Both palms overlapped and came out, one after another, the cold breath was constantly echoing.

At this moment, the two were evenly matched.

Zhou An became even more excited: "Fortunately, I used the second method to wake you up. Otherwise, coupled with the resentment of the bones in the coffins, we might not be able to win."

This is already weird beyond the strength of the psychic realm.

Zhou An is not fond of fighting.

He turned around, faced outside, and used the Flying Dragon Movement Technique.

In an instant, like a swimming dragon, it flew outside.

This is not the place for fighting.

The cemetery is located underground in Huaixi Jing.

The battle just now had already caused damage.

If we continue to attack with all our strength, I am afraid that this entire area will collapse.

Zhou An plans to lure this weirdo away.

Lead him to a no-man's land and have another fun fight.

Fortunately, this is weird, and it will act on instinct.

With the operation I just performed, the other party has already regarded me as the target of attack, and no one else will suffer in a short period of time.

When the middle-aged Wei Wei saw Zhou An leaving, driven by instinct, he quickly chased after him.

…

Zhou An is fighting.

On the other side, there is the Zhensi Office.

He Sheng has brought Pei Jingling back and is investigating step by step.

While they were investigating, they suddenly felt a huge vibration emerging from the ground.

This vibration comes from the ground.

Even many people have been awakened.

He Sheng quickly led the people and walked out of Zhenguisi.

Next, including He Sheng and Pei Jingling, as well as all the members of the Suppression Division present, they all saw a terrifying scene.

In the dark night, Zhou An's body was covered with golden light, like a swimming dragon, flying towards the distance.

Behind Zhou An is a terrifying middle-aged man.

Even taking a look at it from a distance can make people feel heart palpitated and desolate.

That sense of time is something you don't find in ordinary weirdness.

When Zhou An left, he also met the members of Zhenguisi.

He thought for a while, left a word, and stayed away again.

"I'm going to play with this guy. You take people to the uninhabited settlement three hundred meters to the east. There are many coffins deep in the well. Carry them all out for me."

With just one word, Zhou Anhe's middle-aged weirdness disappeared.

Everyone present was left with a look of astonishment on their faces.

Next to him, Pei Jingling, who was under investigation, spoke subconsciously.

"Master Zhou, is it really scary, that level of weirdness, is he just playing for fun?"

Pei Jingling suddenly felt that it was a very clear decision for him to give in at that time.

Zhou An could ignore this level of weirdness. If he didn't give in at that time, he might really be dead.

He Sheng has gotten used to it, or has become numb: "Master Zhou is like this, humans can no longer excite him."

To be honest, there are some things that you get used to after seeing them too much.

"You guys, send people to the place Mr. Zhou said to bring up those coffins."

It was more important to do business, so he quickly ordered everyone to go to the location mentioned by Zhou An.

…

On the Zhenguisi side, take action.

On the other side, Zhou An's flying dragon movement technique was getting farther and farther away.

Soon, they arrived in a wilderness.

This terrifying middle-aged man was not slow at all, and he actually kept up.

When Zhou An landed on the ground, he turned around and stabbed him.

The holy spirit demonic body swung its sword and went directly towards the middle-aged Weiyi.

The middle-aged man's strange palms struck again to block the sword.

"In this way, you can fight boldly with confidence." Zhou An licked his lips.

He no longer held back his hands, and took out the knife and pot.

All the skills were used one after another by him.

Every skill can make a genius fall, but in Zhou An's hands, it seems to be used at will.

The middle-aged Weird also waved his hands.

One person and the other were weird, and they adopted the simplest and crudest way to fight with each other.

Zhou An used to read novels, and the most profound impression was one sentence - it will be wiped out even if it is hit by the road.

He couldn't feel it before, but now he does.

The residual power between the two spreads rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The ground is not cracking, but it is settling.

Any part that touched Yu Wei was turned into ashes all over the ground in a short period of time.

Although it is not as good as Da Dao, as long as there is a person in the industry here, no one dares to get close.

Because even if it is scratched a little, it will be the end of death.

"What a pleasure!"

Zhou An didn't forget to say two words: "I would like to designate you as the Three Great Vajra. From now on, you, aunt and Yuejiang Weiyi are of the same weight."

Of course the middle-aged Weiyi ignored Zhou An and just acted mechanically.

The two continued to fight.

Reaching this state cannot be consumed in a short while.

Of course, compared to Zhou An, middle-aged Wei Wei has a sense of fragmentation.

The Cook Ding's knife may have been blocked, but the pot method is different.

This thing doesn't make sense.

Even though the middle-aged Wei Wei relied on his physical body to resist, the unique destructive properties of the pot method caused problems in his body.

Broken and suspended in the strange surface of middle age.

This is also the reason why Zhou An fights here.

He's at an advantage.

His cast body, a layer of golden color that even the top geniuses cannot break, although it will dim from time to time, for Zhou An, it can be easily restored by just using Qi.

I am recovering, but you can only resist.

"continue!"

Zhou An was the happiest this time.

All skills can be used freely.

This is the first one that can bear it.

Zhou An's every knife and every pot was done with decisiveness.

The battle between the two continued as time passed.

This place is no longer just broken and settled.

What covered the sky and sun was the smoke formed by turning into ashes, covering the entire area.

Outside, you can only see a figure shaking constantly, and at the same time, you can hear waves of terrifying sounds.

At this time, the two had been fighting fiercely for nearly an hour.

Zhou An is still energetic, but the strange situation in middle age is not good.

At this time, middle age is strange, and my whole body feels fragmented.

Those palms were already torn into pieces, but they still continued to wave out, resisting Zhou An's offensive.

But anyone with a discerning eye can see that middle-aged Wei Wei is not in a good state at this time.

It is only a matter of time before Zhou An destroys the middle-aged weirdo.

At this moment, the middle-aged weird skin and flesh were finally completely separated by Zhou An's attack, leaving only a skeleton.

The middle-aged man's strange attacks are also at a disadvantage because of the separation of flesh and blood.

Zhou An raised the long knife and iron pot, preparing to put an end to the middle-aged weirdness completely.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt a sense of danger.

This feeling of danger comes from instinct.

Zhou An started from Anding County and had more fighting experiences along the way than Tianjiao.

It's also scarier.

He trusts his instincts.

Zhou An gave up attacking almost instantly and retreated quickly.

He used the flying dragon body technique to the extreme, like a swimming dragon, and in the blink of an eye, it had left an extremely long distance.

As Zhou An moved away from this location, a huge deep pit appeared where Zhou An was standing.

The soil in that place was disappearing like crazy.

There are no grand scenes and no loud noises.

Disappeared without a trace, even without a breath.

"What's happening here?"

Zhou An frowned.

Soon, the answer appeared.

Where Zhou An disappeared, in the void, a pair of flesh and blood was condensed, which looked exactly like the middle-aged man.

At this time, Zhou An was faced with two strange things.

A skeleton, and the rest is flesh and blood without bones.

"Are you going to play the Terminator here?" Zhou An's face was solemn, but he still complained.

He never expected that this middle-aged weirdo could be separated from his flesh and blood.

If I hadn't left just now, I was afraid I would have been injured.

Look at the attack power of this flesh and blood, it is more powerful than sticking to bones.

When Zhou An said these words, all flesh, flesh and bones took action.

The flesh and blood turned into a long river of blood, sweeping towards Zhou An.

The skeleton, however, shot out both palms in a terrifying attack, carrying boundless Yin Qi.

The two attacks came instantly.

"It's a gang fight."

Zhou An used the flying dragon movement technique, instead of resisting the attack of flesh and blood, he turned around and attacked the bones.

Under the light of Zhou An's black-green sword and the iron pot, a trace of cracks appeared on the skeleton frame.

Zhou An started to blame.

The huge Holy Spirit Demonic Body made the same move.

Under the double attack, the skeleton made a crackling sound, with more and more cracks.

The flesh and blood attack came again, but Zhou An ignored it.

"boom!"

The flesh and blood bombarded Zhu Ji's body, and the golden light of Zhou An's body shook violently, and even his figure began to shake.

But after he stabilized himself, he continued to stir the pot, using the long knife as a spatula, and kept waving the black-green knife light.

The cracks in the skeleton became more and more numerous, and in an instant, the entire skeleton turned into ashes.

As the skeleton turned into flying ashes and attacked Zhou An's flesh and blood, it instantly became a little weaker.

Zhou An turned around and sneered: "It was a great fight just now, wasn't it?"

No one answered him, but it wasn't a big question.

Zhou An raised the knife and pot and attacked the flesh and blood.

Without the bonus of the skeleton, this flesh and blood is like rootless duckweed, unable to withstand Zhou An's attack.

Zhou An completely cut off the flesh and blood with just a few blows.

This area is still shrouded in smoke that lingers for a long time.

Zhou An stood with the knife in hand and let out a long breath.

"Cool!"

Only this word can describe Zhou An's mood at this time.

It's really cool.

This time, Zhou An finally used his ability to the extreme, allowing him to experience a refreshing feeling.

"It's just that the price is a bit high."

Zhou An turned his head and looked around.

Wherever he passed, there was ruins, and there was no intact place.

In the ruins, broken walls are scattered among the chaos, covered with dead grass and desolate scenes.

The originally towering trees have become collapsed ruins, and what remains is full of erosion and destruction, making it almost impossible to recognize what they once looked like.

Some ruins still had a faint glow of fire, and were blown by the remaining wind everywhere, making them look extremely desolate.

This is Zhou An's current destructive power, which is terrifying enough.

"Fortunately, we didn't start a fight in Huaixi Capital, otherwise we might have caused horrific damage."

Zhou An felt that he was very witty.

"Now, it's not over yet. I've asked He Sheng and the others to get the coffin. That's the main event."

Zhou An thought to himself.

This one is so weird and terrifying. If someone else were here, I'm afraid they would have already explained it.

Only you can withstand it.

It looks so strange and terrifying, and there may be a bigger secret in those coffins.

Zhou An couldn't wait.

He is just such a good person.

In addition to liver proficiency, listening to a piece of gossip is also a daily pastime.

In his previous life, when there was a quarrel upstairs or downstairs, Zhou An would go and try to persuade him.

It's euphemistically called trying to stop a fight, but it's actually just to join in the fun and make sure you get the first thing you want.

So Zhou An wanted to know what the secret was going to be.

Thinking about this, Zhou An did not stop and flew towards Huaixi Capital.

…

Huaixi Jing.

He Sheng looked at the coffins on the ground and couldn't help but sweatdrops.

Fortunately, when they first established the Zhenguisi in Huaixi Jing, they knew that various situations would arise and had already contracted this street, so they could barely accommodate it.

"Have you appeased the people around you? Also, martial law must be enforced around Zhenguisi. The origins of these coffins are not trivial."

He Sheng ordered.

Zong Shanyin nodded and said: "Don't worry, sir. Everything has been prepared. The people have been appeased. I have also arranged manpower to be on duty around the area to ensure that no idlers are allowed to approach."

He Sheng felt relieved and looked at the distant sky.

Not only him, but also Pei Jingling and the members of Zhenguisi were waiting for Zhou An's return.

That weird one is scary, but it shouldn't be a big problem for Mr. Zhou.

They are just so confident.

Mr. Zhou rose from Anding County to his current position without ever losing a single defeat.

Although that weird one is very strong, it is definitely no match for Mr. Zhou.

In such a short period of time since Zhou An came to Huaixi Capital, he has already built up a kind of personal confidence for the people in Huaixi Capital.

Everyone just looked at it.

Not long after, a figure fell from the sky.

In an instant, Zhou An led Heiyu and slowly came to He Sheng.

With a look of great joy on his face, He Sheng bowed his hands and said, "Congratulations to Mr. Zhou for defeating a powerful enemy."

A very blunt flattery, which is enough for a martial artist.

Zhou An waved his hand: "Now is not the time to talk about this. Have you read the words on the coffins?"

He Sheng quickly replied: "Look, Mr. Zhou, this is no small thing, but has a big background."

Zhou An touched his chin and asked, "What should I say?"

"This kind of writing comes from a very ancient era, even... earlier than the era of the Eight Jue Skills."

He Sheng said slowly: "We have some written information, but it will take a lot of time to decipher these words."

Zhou An said: "Okay, then arrange the manpower and seize the time to decipher it."

Since there is a way to decipher it, Zhou An doesn't mind waiting.

Now these coffins are in Zhou An's hands, just take your time.

He Sheng quickly agreed.

Now, things have come to an end.

Zhou An continued to give a few instructions and left with Black Jade.

Pei Jingling was beside him and wanted to speak, but Zhou An didn't give him the chance.

Just like Pei Jingling said, everything should be done according to the rules, and there will naturally be laws of the Great Chu Kingdom to solve the problem.

As Zhou An left, everyone began to busy themselves with their own things.

A lot of things happened tonight, but they were all near misses.

…

In the blink of an eye, several days passed.

Zhou An has been staying at home since the last time.

As long as there was nothing major, Zhou An didn't care.

Regarding Pei Jingling's punishment, it has also come out.

Because Pei Jingling was bewitched, he was not dismissed from his official position.

But obstructing the Zhensi's handling of the case is a big or small matter.

With all these punishments coming together, Pei Jingling's future official career has come to an end.

During this period of time, Zhou An began to develop the skill of Chef Ding's Jie Ren Dao.

After all, Pao Ding's Jieren Sword Technique only has 20,000 points of proficiency left to reach level seven. It is a very powerful attack method, and Zhou An will certainly not give up.

As for the liver, the method is also very simple.

Last time it was carved tofu, Zhou An found something softer this time.

Carved water.

He used to make waves to control the water flow, and he also used a knife to carve. His proficiency gradually increased.

The light of the Qi Ti villain is also gradually deepening.

20,000 proficiency points is not much, although it becomes more difficult the further you go, but during this period Zhou An has never left the door.

So the proficiency finally reached perfection under Zhou An's madness.

In front of Zhou An's eyes, the familiar smoke slowly appeared.

Zhou An's Chef Ding's sword skills finally reached level seven.

Before my eyes, the smoke gathered into words.

[Pao Ding’s Sword Technique lv.7 (Speed ​​+10, Accuracy +10, Sharpness +10) 1/120000]

Before my eyes, the smoke disappeared.

The Qi in Zhou An's body became more abundant, and he was one step closer to the psychic realm.

This is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that he found that after level seven, his sword skills seemed to have changed.