The Cultivator's partner went off track all the way

The man in the seal said that he was Mo Qingyun, the founder of Qianji Pavilion. He devoted himself to researching a unique weapon refining method, making Qianji Pavilion's weapon refining skills unique in the world.

Tang Yue roughly remembered the Qianji Pavilion. The founder was indeed named Mo Qingyun, and his portrait was still placed in the Six Realms Tower, but she still couldn't believe that this was the pavilion master.

Yin Zhong Guhun briefly told the story of him and Bai Xianyang, the founder of the Paradise Sect - the two casual cultivators met each other and became famous together, but gradually the differences between the two became bigger and bigger. He joined Wuji Mountain, and the other But people chose to create cults.

"But you sound very familiar with this place. It's obvious that you have been here before. If you and Leader Bai had turned against each other, why would you still come to his grave?"

"The little girl is very smart and realized this problem. I was just about to explain it to you. This tomb was not originally his, but I built it for myself."

Tang Yue was even more puzzled. The monks all hoped that they would attain enlightenment and become immortals. How could they stop practicing and instead be busy building tombs for themselves?

"You must be wondering why I built a tomb for myself. This is actually a cultivation method I came up with. One day it suddenly occurred to me that monks compete with heaven and pursue immortality throughout their lives to avoid their own death."

"Then if I come up with a way to deceive the heavens and make them think that I am dead, but in fact I am still alive, then I will escape the destined death date."

"Then how did you deceive the sky?" It sounded more like a method that evil criminals would use.

"If you want to know, just go in and take a look. In short, I have a 90% chance of success. I have built this tomb with all my strength and turned it into a rare treasure. It can emit light even before it is formed. There is a light that can only come from an immortal weapon."

"It's funny to say that I can't become an immortal myself, but I already have the ability to make immortal weapons. This is the sad thing about the weapon refiner. I can achieve the object, but I can't achieve myself."

"But you have such ability, you must be very respected by the monks. They will come to you at all costs to build a magical weapon." Tang Yue flattered you at the right time.

"You are right. So although I cannot become an immortal, I have always had a lofty status. Sometimes I feel that becoming an immortal may not be as good as that, so I have been slow to complete this magic weapon."

"Although I felt that the conversation with Bai Xianyang was getting worse at the time, I didn't feel that there was anything wrong with our friendship. I also discussed some things about deceiving the gods and immortal weapons with him, and he also gave me some useful opinions, which I put forward. Used in the production of immortal weapons."

Tang Yue blinked. Based on her experience, "useful opinions" may be very critical and directly determine success or failure.

She had met such a person when she was in modern society. A person heard a valuable idea from another colleague, then used it in his own paper and published it, making it his own.

"One day, Bai Xianyang invited me to have a banquet at his house. I didn't think much about it. I just thought it was a gathering of friends and went. Unexpectedly, he actually put poison in the meal that I couldn't detect. When I couldn't move, He forcibly opened my storage of spiritual treasures and took away the Qingyun Tomb that had completed the Nine Cities."

"The poison was so severe that there was no chance of me surviving. Fortunately, the leader of Wuji Mountain passed by at that time and found a way to revive me. However, I was seriously injured and only had fifty years left to live. I would never be able to become an immortal again. Seeing the possibility, I followed the first one to Wuji Mountain, founded Qianji Pavilion, and passed on my weapon refining methods."

"Although a monk's life is over, he should take it calmly and look at it with some openness, but I couldn't swallow this breath, so I made this seal. One is to leave a legacy for future generations, and the other is to preserve a ray of my essence. When the time is right, let my descendants avenge me."

"You have obtained the Thousand Machine Seal, and you are my successor. I hope you can fulfill my last wish, avenge me, and take back Qingyun Tomb."

Tang Yue said hurriedly: "I am not the successor of Qianji Pavilion. This seal came into my hands by chance. I will return it to the current Pavilion Master when I go back. I don't have the ability to help you take revenge. Besides, the Paradise Sect The first generation leader has died long ago, and there is no way to settle this hatred with him." Yin Zhong's voice was a little angry, "This seal has been contracted with you, and you are already the owner of this seal, how can you return it to the current one? Pavilion Master?"

"I just said that the purpose of this tomb is to deceive heaven. If he deceives the way of heaven, he will not die, so he must be hiding in this tomb to practice, hoping to one day achieve enlightenment and become an immortal."

Tang Yue became more energetic when he asked back, "It's been so long, maybe Master Bai has become an immortal long ago."

"Hmph, he doesn't have the ability to refine the remaining part of Qingyun Tomb. This is the key. When the time of death has come, a person remains in the world, immortal, and has become a foreign object in the world. Without a person's destiny, there is no way to survive. You can’t become an immortal.”

"This is because I need to find a way to make up for my destiny. I already have a countermeasure for this matter. Before I could refine it, Bai Xianyang took it away. He must be a monster that is neither human nor ghost now. He is hiding here. .”

Tang Yue looked at the ordinary mountains in front of him and thought about transporting flowers. Maybe this was the method that Master Bai came up with to make up for his fate.

Although Yin Zhonghun talked a lot, he and Tang Yue communicated spiritually, and it actually didn't take long. Judging from the leader and other demons, it was her and the Flame Demon King who were observing the ordinary mountain in front of them.

At this time, the Fire Demon King said: "I got a map. It should be real. If you follow the right path, you can enter the tomb."

Tang Yue was a little confused. The Flame Demon King had a map. Why didn't he know that he could just cross the bridge at the beginning?

"Okay, you will lead the way."

Yin Zhonghun seemed to be able to sense what was happening outside, "There is something wrong with this demon king. Maybe Bai Xianyang secretly sent him a message."

Tang Yue didn't quite believe what Mo Qingyun said, but felt that his speculation about the Flame Demon King was reasonable, "Then what should I do now."

"Don't panic. Follow him first and see where he takes you. I built this place. There is nothing I can't handle."

The Fire Demon King said: "There are many illusions inside, and we can easily get separated. Let's tie us up with threads first, so that we won't get separated."

A ball of black thread appeared in his hand, "Commander, use this thing to tie us all together."

Tang Yue looked carefully at the black line. There was no breath on it. It was too pure and not normal.

"Your Majesty, what kind of line is this? I have never seen it before."

"It is a thread made of a special material. It is very tough, difficult to cut, and has strong stretchability." The Fire Demon King showed it to her, stretching a small piece of thread to the length of two arms.

Tang Yue raised his eyebrows, "It's really amazing." But the Flame Demon King still didn't say what material it was made of. (End of chapter)