Rebirth of the City Immortal Emperor

After taking Thunder Vulcan Sand, Zhang Yi has been sitting cross-legged on the bed to run zhenqi, using zhenqi to control the properties of the medicine and treat his key injuries.

The long night passed.

With dawn, a new day finally arrived.

And Zhang Yi, who was in bed healing most of the night, finally opened his eyes.

He took a long breath before realizing that he was already covered with sweat.

Zhang Yi moved his body for a moment, and moved a moment|The true Qi in his body couldn't help but nod his head slightly:

"The effect is very obvious. My injury has recovered a lot at once. Now my strength should have been restored to... the fourth level of the King of King Jue, which is the level of the Golden Core Realm of Practitioner! And I can finally fly in the air. , It's so much convenient."

Once the cultivator reaches the Golden Core Realm, he can use his true energy to fly in the air.

Some powerful practitioners even fly much faster than supersonic aircraft, so for many practitioners, unless it is for pomp, it is more convenient for them to fly by themselves.

The injury recovered a lot, which made Zhang Yi's mood a lot better.

He left the bedroom and went to the hotel, Song Lin had already cleaned up here.

Because it was too early, the chef hadn't come to work, so when Song Lin saw Zhang Yi came out, she went to make breakfast and served Zhang Yi slowly at the table.

After a while, Jia Meng also got up.

Jiameng came to Zhang Yi’s table and sat down, watching Zhang Yi’s breakfast, pulling out her nose, her eyes were straight, her mouth was drooling, and her stomach was grunting.

Seeing this, Song Lin was helpless, so she also made a breakfast for Jia Meng.

"Thank you Sister Song Lin!"

Jia Meng cheered up and hurriedly ate breakfast.

Soon after the two had finished their breakfast, Song Lin had already brought a cup of milk tea for Jia Meng.

Jia Meng was so happy that she thanked Song Lin again and again, then hugged the milk tea and drank it.

Seeing this little girl who can eat, drink and sleep, Zhang Yi shook his head slightly.

Jia Meng blinked her big eyes and asked Zhang Yi:

"You look good today, and you seem to be in a good mood too!"

Zhang Yi asked:

"I can tell?"

Jia Meng nodded:

"If you usually urged me to tell you about the ancient Qi refiners, but today you have not urged you until I was about to finish the milk tea."

Zhang Yi said:

"Then I will remind you now."

Jia Meng said:

"Are you interested in the weird ancient tomb I told you last time?"

Zhang Yi looked at Jiameng, wondering what Jiameng meant.

Just listen to Jia Meng said:

"I know, you took Song Lin to dinner yesterday afternoon! And you should eat in a delicious hotel! You don't have to lie to me, I guessed it a long time ago!"

Zhang Yi became more puzzled. He went to dinner with Song Lin yesterday afternoon, but that was to help Song Lin’s two best friends. What does this have to do with what Zhang Yi wants to know?

Jia Meng said very angrily:

"You went to eat big fish and big meat without taking me. Of course I was angry! So I called my master to complain, but my master told me something! It was about what I told you last time. The ancient tomb!"

Zhang Yi looked at Jiameng, waiting for Jiameng's words.

Jia Meng continued:

"Do you know what day it was last night? It was a dark and full moon night that is rare in a century! It was calculated based on what astrology, feng shui, and Qi Men Dun Jia, etc., you don’t understand. Because even I haven't learned it. Anyway, it was the genius of the thief in the sky, who once deduced the location of the tomb, but the location was too wide to be specific. Last night, taking advantage of the full moon In the night, our seniors from the Ukong Thieves and my master worked hard together and finally determined the specific location of the ancient tomb! Today we are preparing to enter the tomb after dark. I am a disciple of the Ukong Thief. Naturally, you must participate. Especially in that place, which is not far from Changle City. Are you interested?"

Zhang Yi shook his head slightly when he heard this:

"You just told me yesterday that the tomb is weird, but you didn't say that there is something I want in it."

Jia Meng said:

"I don't lie to you! It's true! It's just that such information is no longer accessible to ordinary disciples like me. I also overheard it from the words of my master. But I can be sure that there is something you want. The information you want."

Zhang Yi smiled slightly.

He reached out his hand and tapped the table lightly, sneered:

"Go ahead, why do you want me to go to the grave with you so much?"

Jia Meng lowered her head and was silent for a while, and then said:

"I feel that going to the grave this time is very dangerous. I don't have any evidence. I just feel... I hope that my relatives can protect me, just like my parents protect children... You can also think that I am afraid of death. Yes, I am indeed afraid. Die! So you are satisfied!"

Zhang Yi sneered and stood up directly:

"Give you ten seconds and give me a reason to accompany you to the grave. Otherwise, go by yourself."

Jiameng hurriedly reached out and clicked on the phone, then raised the phone to open a picture to Zhang Yi:

"Look! This is the photo brought back by those disciples who went to the tomb last time."

Zhang Yi glanced at this photo, his eyes were instantly attracted.

"These patterns..."

I saw a bronze relief on the photo. Because the light was very dim at the time of shooting, the bronze relief on the surface could not be seen clearly.

However, Zhang Yi was able to vaguely identify some patterns, and the patterns and styles of these patterns were... exactly the same as the Bronze City on the top of Buzhou Mountain back then!

Zhang Yi frowned deeply when he saw this scene.

In those days, he and Ling Tianyi joined forces to enter Buzhou Mountain, but they encountered some strange drastic changes, and even Zhang Yi himself almost died in that drastic change.

But now, Zhang Yi actually saw these similar things again, which made Zhang Yi frowned.

Soon, Zhang Yi saw some new things from the photos.

I saw that there seemed to be a layer of floating text on the surface of the relief. Those texts were not watermarks, but were taken together with the relief at that time.

Jiameng pointed to those words and said:

"You know? These words are very old. We at Youkong Thieves have hired many linguists to try to decipher the contents of these words, but none of them succeeded."

Zhang Yi said lightly:

"Of course you can't decipher it, because they are not hieroglyphs. They are seal scripts used to express the Great Dao. Each of their characters can express a paragraph, an article or even a book. Not only is the information complex and huge. In particular, there is no rule to follow, and even unpredictable. Today's seal script can be used to represent the content of this book, and tomorrow its meaning will become another sentence. This is also the truth of the impermanence of heaven."

Jiameng heard this and couldn't help but said with envy:

"You know so much! Then you must also know that this is a formation!"

Zhang Yi nodded, but did not speak.

Naturally, he had already seen that the celestial seal script suspended on the surface of the relief was revealed because the light from the camera flash triggered the formation.

But the array patterns and the arrangement of those seal scripts revealed by this formation reminded Zhang Yi of a great formation he had ever seen.

Back when he was in one of the nine heavens, Zhang Yi went to the Buzhou Mountain of that great heaven with Elder Du of Wuwangjie. He once found some horrible huge existences that were frozen and sealed at the foot of Buzhou Mountain.

At that time, he had tried to attack that layer of seal, and as a result, a peerless array was revealed.

However, the array patterns and the arrangement of the seal script that Zhang Yi saw in the photos now are 90% similar to that of the peerless array.

"Could it be that... between the two, is there any relationship between them?"

Zhang Yi was lost in thought.

The beginning of many things came to a turning point after that trip to Mount Tai.

If the mystery can be solved, it will undoubtedly provide a lot of information for Zhang Yi to find the whereabouts of Zhang's family.

Zhang Yi immediately said to Jiameng:

"Okay, I promised you."

Jia Meng couldn't help but cheered:

"I have another cup of milk tea, and then we will set off!"

In order to express her gratitude to Zhang Yi, even this time she did not hand over the cup of milk tea to Zhang Yi. Instead, she ran to the hotel counter with the cup and found Song Lin, and asked Song Lin to help her serve another cup of milk tea. .

However, Zhang Yi looked out the window and fell into some contemplation.

He couldn't help but recalled his last life, Song Yuyao was killed by a bad guy, she died like an ordinary person.

In this life, Zhang Yi unexpectedly discovered that Song Yuyao's sea of ​​consciousness had an extra divine soul like a queen, and that divine soul was so powerful that he almost shot Zhang Yi's divine soul away. Even after arriving, the spirit controlled Song Yuyao's body and stepped onto the altar of Kunlun Mountain, threatening to go to the immortal world.

Then Zhang Yi entered the nine heavens. In one of the heavens, the "Song Yuyao" he met, her knowledge of the sea was also normal and normal, and there was no such powerful empress divine soul.

After contacting all of this, Zhang Yi felt more and more that there seemed to be a pair of invisible hands controlling something that ordinary people would not be able to guess.

The fate of countless people seems to have been controlled by those black hands. Some people don't know, some people feel helpless, and some people think they know but actually don't.

Zhang Yi thinks a lot, he even thinks of his rebirth in this life...

"No matter how complicated this mystery is, I will definitely solve it. Since I have encountered a clue this time, then I will not give up!"

Zhang Yi's eyes are piercing, and he has his own plans.