The heavens begin from Pingyang City

With Jiang Yao's current level of cultivation, the dim surrounding environment would naturally not affect his vision.

Looking up, he saw a large dry river appearing in front of him.

The bottom of the river is a riverbed as red as blood, giving people a strange feeling, like the legendary underworld.

And over this dry river, there is an iron cable bridge. On the bridge is a stone tablet with four characters written on it: The Boundary of Life and Death.

Taking out the black fur that started the mission of Zhenwu Xinzhong, many incomprehensible patterns on it have formed a complete map under the annotations of the Lord of Six Paths of Reincarnation, and the starting point of the map is the realm of life and death.

After a while, Jiang Yao memorized the entire map, put away his black fur, and came to the boundary monument that read 'The Boundary of Life and Death'.

I saw a small text written next to these four big characters: Live in death, live in life.

The moment he saw these small words, Jiang Yao's eyes were in a trance, and these words appeared directly in his mind, and they were still flying.

An inexplicable feeling came to his mind, and Jiang Yao subconsciously remembered the sword light of 'Dao Begins and Dao Destroy' used by Zhang Sanfeng.

The next moment, the feelings in my heart merged with these words, becoming a black and white light group, as if pregnant with something.

After a long time, Jiang Yao came back to his senses.

Sensing the sudden appearance of the light group in the spiritual world, an inexplicable enlightenment suddenly appeared in his heart.

This is something that Emperor Zhenwu left to himself, or it is inheritance, or maybe it is something else, but it seems that something is missing.

After a while, Jiang Yao withdrew his mind from the spiritual world.

Anyway, I don’t know what it is yet, so let’s complete the task first.

Thinking about it, he looked at the chain bridge ahead and stepped up.

The entire mausoleum seemed to be restrained and suppressed by some powerful formation. Even with Jiang Yao's current cultivation level, he could not escape and could only move forward.

The chain bridge was swaying and making creaking sounds, and behind it was shrouded in a layer of gloomy mist. Even Jiang Yao's opened eyes couldn't see clearly what was going on inside.

However, Jiang Yao's expression did not change at all, and he walked forward calmly.

With his current strength and the protection of the Xuanwu armor on his body, he is not afraid even if the evil thoughts of Zhenwu appear here, let alone others.

As he walked, Jiang Yao suddenly found that his vitality was weakening.

No, it's not weakening, but it seems to be converging and shrinking to a point.

But his body temperature was dropping, his breath became ghastly, as if he had become a living dead.

However, Jiang Yao could feel that the power of his body, the movement of his true energy, and the induction of his soul were not disturbed at all.

It was as if this state was just a disguise that allowed him to freely enter and exit the world of life and death.

Sensing his own changes, Jiang Yao's heart moved, and the "Eight-Nine Mysterious Techniques" in his body naturally operated, automatically adjusting his own laws according to this state.

After a while, Jiang Yao still had a gloomy feeling on the surface, but the changes in his body returned to normal. Instead, he felt as free as a fish in water to the surrounding Yin energy, as if he had directly turned into a Yin ghost.

This is the mystery of "Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills". It can automatically adjust its own legal principles according to external laws and automatically adapt. It can be called an all-weather, all-map, all-round combat machine.

Stepping off the rope bridge and stepping onto the ground, a gloomy energy spread from below, but it was perfectly absorbed by Jiang Yao's current state and did not have the slightest impact on him.

After identifying the direction, Jiang Yao stepped into the fog and headed to the left according to the map in his mind.

Along the way, the dark wind seemed to penetrate into the body and eliminate the vitality in the body, but Jiang Yao did not feel any discomfort.

After walking for a while, a door appeared in front of him, with various tomb-killing beasts carved on it.

Pushing open the door, there is a long corridor in front of you, with murals depicting the deeds of a powerful being who suppressed various monsters and monsters.

This powerful being is a dignified middle-aged man.

Sometimes he wears black imperial robes, a flat crown on his head, and holds a turtle and snake sword, like a noble emperor.

Sometimes he becomes a Taoist wearing water-resistant clothes, a silk ribbon, and hemp shoes. He is none other than one of the five emperors of the five directions in this world, Emperor Zhenwu.

Looking at the murals on the wall and feeling the deeds of Emperor Zhenwu in suppressing evil monsters, Jiang Yao suddenly had an idea.

This mausoleum seems to have been built by Emperor Zhenwu for himself, and there was no one else, so he carved these murals himself.

Are you entertaining yourself?

Or do you hope that those who enter this tomb later will be able to see these mighty deeds and feel admiration in their hearts?

Emperor Zhenwu shouldn't be as boring as Meng Qi, right?

Shaking his head to dispel the disrespectful thoughts in his heart, Jiang Yao quickened his pace and soon reached the end of the corridor.

This is a tomb chamber, the size of a courtyard, with a dark coffin inside.

But at this moment, the lid of the coffin was opened, as if the corpse inside had escaped, giving off a strange feeling.

Jiang Yao watched this scene calmly, without any change in his expression. He stepped into the tomb and continued towards the corridor ahead.

At this moment, a gray palm suddenly stretched out from the soil next to the coffin, and suddenly grabbed Jiang Yao's ankle.

The constant changes in the palm caused the Yin Qi in the tomb to fluctuate continuously, as if all Jiang Yao's escape routes were blocked.

This is actually a being above the level of exterior scenes, and a master of martial arts.

It's a pity that he met Jiang Yao.

With Jiang Yao's current spiritual sensitivity and the Xuanwu Armor on him, even the Dharma Body cannot easily attack him, let alone an exterior-level mutated corpse!

The moment the gray-white palm grasped Jiang Yao's ankle, a palm emitting golden light appeared in front of the gray-white palm like the back hair came first.

boom

All the changes in the skills of the gray palm were broken by the golden palm, and even people were pulled out of the earth.

This is a figure with white hair and wrinkles on his face.

His body carried an aura of neither life nor death, like a living dead.

Golden light surged above Jiang Yao's left hand, and the next moment it shot directly onto the head of the living dead in front of him.

A golden light exuding the meaning of sanctity and purification flashed, and the living dead in front of him let out bursts of miserable howls, and gloomy black energy emerged from his body and was purified by the golden light.

A moment later, a smile of relief appeared on the face of the living dead in front of him. His body was quickly purified and dissipated. After his soul bowed to Jiang Yao, it also dissipated in the golden light, leaving only a jade pendant with an inscription on it.

He picked it up casually and saw the words "Hometown of the Sun, Huanggang" written on it, which should be his name and hometown.

Putting away the jade pendant, Jiang Yao didn't take this incident seriously, walked through the secret room, and continued towards the corridor.

The front is getting darker and darker, even the murals on the surrounding walls are gone, and it is obviously approaching the core.

Jiang Yao walked through the long corridor with a calm expression and came to the end.

In front of you is a closed stone door with several ancient words written on it: Under the Nine Springs.

After staring at these four words for a long time, he found that nothing special appeared. Jiang Yao waved his sleeves and the stone door was easily pushed open.

Inside is a majestic tomb like a palace, with water curtains above it, and the sound of flowing water is endless.

In the center of the tomb is a strange stone tablet that exudes the color of moonlight. It illuminates the water curtain above with sparkling light, making the entire tomb less eerie and more dreamy.

Written on the stone tablet is an apparently tampered exterior-level exercise called 'The True Art of Taiyin Dang Demon'.

Jiang Yao glanced at it casually, didn't take it to heart, and stepped into the tomb.

The moonlight was rippling and rippled, making the entire tomb seem like a dream, like a moon palace.

At this time, the moonlight behind Jiang Yao suddenly turned into a figure, grabbing him with disheveled hair.

There is a layer of coldness condensed in the figure's claws, activating the power of heaven and earth, turning into bursts of ice and snow, as if it can freeze the enemy's body and mind. It is obviously another exterior-level living dead.

Just at the moment she pounced, the golden light on Jiang Yao's left hand surged again, and he broke all the moves of the person who came first, and in the same way, she and the people in front were freed.

At this moment, a bolt of electric light lit up, rushing from a distance, illuminating the entire tomb.

If you look carefully, it turns out to be a spear that seems to be condensed by thunder. It follows a mysterious trajectory, like whipping or chopping, as if heaven's punishment comes to the world, and with the power of thunder, it turns into a thunder dragon and stabs Jiang Yao. Come.

The true meaning contained in the spear is similar to the "Five Thunders from Heaven" in the "Nine Destructions of the Divine Night" that Meng Qi realized from the strange rocks falling from the sky.

The moment the spear struck, Jiang Yao raised his left hand slightly and turned his palm into a sword. Various mysterious sword moves were at his fingertips, and he easily took all the changes of the spear one by one.

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Waves of shaking sounds resounded throughout the tomb.

It was obviously just a palm of flesh, but when it collided with the attacker's spear, it made the sound of gold and iron.

In an instant, the sword move on Jiang Yao's left hand changed slightly, as if it turned into a giant ax that cut through the mountains, directly hitting the flaw in the spear.

boom

The spear flew out instantly, revealing a figure with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

This is a middle-aged man in a wide robe and long sleeves. His body is shining with lightning, and his face looks young, but with some wrinkles, it is obvious that he is not young.

Although the aura on his body carries some gloomy meaning, it is different from the previous living dead. It does not have the slightest hint of decay. He is obviously a person who has just been trapped in this tomb.

Coupled with the opponent's move just now, Jiang Yao immediately understood that this was Huangfu Tao of Jushen Village who appeared in the original work.

With this thought in his mind, before Huangfu Tao could react, Jiang Yao moved in front of him, and a golden light appeared on his left hand, hitting the top of his head.

The protective lightning on his body did not hinder him at all, and was easily destroyed by Jiang Yao's left hand.

The moment the palm fell on his head, a holy golden light poured into his body, washing and purifying his body and eliminating all evil spirits.

At the same time, a Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram appeared faintly between Jiang Yao's eyebrows, and inside it sat a noble and vicissitudes of life figure, who was his soul.

This soul made secrets with both hands, and the yin-yang Taoist robe on its body flashed slightly, and an illusory Tai Chi diagram appeared, instantly disappearing into Huangfu Tao's eyebrows.

The next moment, a majestic figure wearing a black imperial robe and a flat crown seemed to appear in Jiang Yao's mind.

His body exuded an unspeakable majesty, and powerful spiritual pressure pressed toward Jiang Yao's soul.