The Lord of Time and Space who covers the sky

Chapter 140 Million Mountains, Understanding the Tao Heart

Zhongzhou·Qinling Mountains
This continuous mountain range is located in the western corner of Zhongzhou, covering an area of ​​one million miles. Although it is not as vast as the ancient countries and dynasties, it has a mysterious color. There are many legends. Since ancient times, there have been many strong and extremely powerful people, but few people know about it.

In the ancient times, an ancient saint was invincible in the world. He traveled across the five realms and rarely found a rival. However, when he came to Qinling Mountains, he was frightened away by an old man walking in the fields.

Even in modern times, a similar thing happened 2 years ago. Eight extremely powerful men came together to find the tomb of the ancient king, but were suppressed by an unspectacular fisherman and turned into a carp on the Biliu River. , and it was not until much later that the prototype was restored.

These ancient legends have a mythical flavor and are widely circulated in Zhongzhou, heard by hundreds of millions of mortal beings.This ancient land has its own unique heritage, which is very mysterious to outsiders and shrouded in a layer of fog.

There are mountains everywhere in the Qinling Mountains for millions of miles, and there are many ancient tombs underground. Someone once dug out the tombs of twelve ancient holy lords in half a year.

Even in the post-ancient era, some people dug up the tombs of three Tao-killing emperors in one day...

The rabbits are gone, the sky is full of clouds, and the purple and orange aftertaste renders the mountains in the distance, covering this ancient land with a layer of golden gauze, which looks very beautiful.

In an underground palace, candles are brightly lit, and there are wisps of dark mist, carrying the aura of decay and death, making the atmosphere of this place almost solidified.

At the end of the tomb, an ancient jade coffin lies horizontally on the obsidian, with nine silver dragons painted on it, with teeth and claws, which looks lifelike.

Vaguely, an eagle roared from the distance, stars fell, and the dragon energy in the earth's veins cast a layer of gloom on the jade coffin. The dragon-shaped reliefs became more and more mysterious, and they were peeled off from the coffin. , Ups and downs, there is actually a kind of law fluctuation, exuding powerful pressure.

Right above the jade ancient coffin, there are complex and mysterious runes engraved on it. They are the symbols of life and death carved by the ancient talisman and seal master, hoping that the deceased will return one day.

Among the dense lines, a mark shines brightly. It is a vague dragon, dominating the world, as if it wants to hold the world in its hands.

This dragon seal connects everything, making the jade coffin absorb the essence of Qingming and Kunling, making it more sacred.

What is completely different is that next to the tomb, the huge inscriptions look particularly eerie under the light of the dark lamp, and the atmosphere is unpredictable, making people's souls throb...

Suddenly, a bright and crystal purple light came, dispelling the silence and depression in the tomb.

There were ripples all around, and a silver-haired man stepped out of the void and walked out of the void.

He glanced at the Nine Dragon Jade Coffin with a smile on his face.

Finally, a supreme emperor has arrived!

Xu Chuan stepped forward, not bothering to do any tomb robbing operations. He directly used the Sky-Swallowing Magic Jar to forcefully break the ban and opened the top-quality jade coffin of the Dao-Slaying God.

"Buzz!"

The coffin lid fell heavily to the ground, and hundreds of dazzling golden lights burst out from the jade coffin, illuminating the tomb with incomparable brilliance and magnificence, like a golden world.

Inside the coffin, the emperor of Great Xia from 5000 million years ago looked peaceful. He was wearing a sacred jade robe, an ancestral dragon crown on his head, and holding a large seal of mountains and rivers in his hand. Although the body was a little thin, the blood essence was still there. It exuded vast coercion, enough to make a powerful man retreat even half a step.

The only flaw is that the mountain and river seal in the hands of the emperor of the divine dynasty is not a divine weapon. It can only enter the level of Dao Dao, so it is not outstanding.

This situation is common in the burial world.

Before most ancient monks died, they would have their cherished things buried with them, but these did not include their natal Taoist soldiers.

Especially as the leader of a country, the imperial weapon in his hand connects hundreds of millions of territories and needs to be passed down among the people. It cannot be brought into the mausoleum and can only be replaced by imitations.

"One king's magic weapon, two special secret weapons, just make do with it!" Xu Chuan commented lightly.

He held his right hand slightly, and the black fishing lines were intertwined and swayed, with the meaning of swallowing imprinted on them, pouring down like a rainbow rain, and falling on the Great Xia Emperor.

Immediately, the blood light suddenly dropped, and the ancient corpse dried up in an extremely fast way, and soon the bones and flesh were visible, and all the blood and essence in the body was absorbed by the Devouring Demon Talisman.

Thirteen breaths later, the old emperor of the Third Heaven of Sendai trembled slightly, leaving only a piece of human skin and a skeleton that looked like chalcedony.

Xu Chuan's sleeves and robes were broken for a while, and the human skin and jade bones were shattered. These were just miraculous, and the essence inside was taken away by the Devouring Demon Talisman.

Xu Chuan took back the talisman glowing with dark red blood and swallowed it in one gulp. During the whole process, his expression was very calm, as natural as practicing or meditating.

At this time, the candle shadow flickered, and a slim figure appeared. Witnessing this scene, his eyes were complicated, and then he quietly disappeared.

After an unknown amount of time, Xu Chuan's eyes opened and closed, and two terrifying rays of light shot out from his eyes, directly obliterating a large area of ​​the tomb's engravings. His divine power was as powerful as a prison, unstoppable.

Feeling the subtle changes in his demonic body, Xu Chuan couldn't help but shook his head. This improvement process was too slow.

In the final analysis, the ten-thousand-year-old ancient corpse is still inferior to the current king. The ancient corpse he devoured was not even one-fifth of the King of Dark Night.

"No wonder Hua Yunfei continues to rob tombs in Zhongzhou, and his cultivation level has not increased much..."

Xu Chuan caressed the ancient jade coffin, then grabbed it casually and took the sacred jade garment in his hand. This is also a rare treasure. It is woven with heavenly silk and Zandao jade material. It is invulnerable to water and fire, and is difficult to fight with weapons. enter.

Due to the fact that the Celestial Silkworm is on the verge of extinction, the number of Shenlu Jade Clothes in existence today is very small. It is only owned by a few holy places and dynasties. It is definitely a symbol of identity and status.

After comprehending the Taoist patterns that existed thousands of years ago, Xu Chuan put the jade clothes into the Xuanhua Pendant, and then raided the tomb to find all the treasures above the great power.

Finally, the Nine Dragon Jade Coffin kept shaking and was taken away by Xu Chuan.

This is also a good secret weapon. The spirit-gathering array is engraved on the coffin. It has been immortal for 5000 years and is still absorbing the essence of heaven and earth. The original talisman seal master must also be a "king" who transcends power. ".

After emptying the mausoleum of the Emperor of Great Xia, Xu Chuan flicked his fingers, and a cluster of dark true flames fell down, clearing away all traces left behind.

After doing this, he shrunk to the ground, played with the old emperor's mountain and river seal in his hand, and floated away.

Today we harvested four tombs of Dao Zhan. If we continue at this rate, Dao Zhan's chasm is not too far away.

At this time, dusk ended, and a shallow purple energy quickly wandered below the earth's veins, constantly paying homage to the ancient sages and sending them to their destined deaths.

By the time Xu Chuan arrived at his destination, he had already dug seven tombs of Dao-Zhan kings. Luck beads were really suitable for this kind of thing. Under the stream of light, all things would appear, except for the covering formations carved by the Supreme and Quasi-Emperors.

Among the green mountains and green waters, a silver-haired man walked through the night, dispelling the evening mist, and walked down the river on a bamboo raft.

Two thousand four hundred miles away, several low mountains with no beauty or beauty emitted a dim light under the night. There were people living among them, and some disciples of Lun Hai and Dao Palace were shuttled back and forth in the light, looking very busy.

After three breaths, Xu Chuan took advantage of the night to enter this place.

Qinmen!

The sect that inherits the secret of Bingzi in the original work!
This is also one of the easiest nine secrets to obtain. It is not fortified. The real weapon control magic is in the back mountain, and there is no danger nearby.

Under the cover of the imperial weapon and purple jade glazed fairy clothes, Xu Chuan melted into the void and walked in the night.This sect is not big, with only four low mountains, and the layout can be said to be clear at a glance.

Xu Chuan quickly found the back hill of Qinmen and walked over quietly.

At this time, the night is high in the sky, shining stars are rising, the jade mirror is bright and clear, and the moonlight is scattered all over the place. The mountains and rivers are full of sounds, everything is quiet, the mountains are in the same light, the moonlight is like thin smoke, and the scenery is picturesque.

Xu Chuan glanced at the brightly lit main peak with his peripheral vision, his expression was calm, the lines under his feet were free, and he stepped into the stone mountain where the secrets of military writing were hidden.

There are six great powers, two holy masters, and a great accomplished king whose aura is not visible in the main peak.

as well as……

"A great sage who lives in seclusion!" Xu Chuan said to himself inwardly, moving more carefully.

He is now strong enough to compete with the Dao Slayer, but in the eyes of the Great Sage, he is no different than an ant. Even if he possesses the Imperial Weapon, it is useless. Once the Great Sage appears, there are countless ways to kill the weak owner of the Imperial Weapon.

The back mountain is opposite to the main peak, not very far away. There is no grass growing on it, no vines climbing, it is clean and dry, there is nothing.

No one could have imagined that Bing Zi Jue would be hidden in a place like this.

Almost all those who were seeking the Nine Secrets were walking towards the main peak of the Qin Clan, but what awaited them was the "Secret of Savior".

The Biluo King Body of the previous generation was transformed by the master of the Qin clan and became the protector of this place.

It is the flowing starlight at night that renders this ancient land hazy. The wind and shadows on the back mountain are whirling, and the moonlight is scattered. It is very peaceful. Occasionally, there are night birds chirping, which makes it even more quiet.

Xu Chuan paused for a moment, the lines in his red eyes flickered, and he sighed softly: "Yin is strong, Yang is weak... the person who arranged the situation is really amazing!"

The main peak and the back mountain are both virtual and real. The two form a yin and yang diagram, with the illusion and reality alternating. Only in certain periods will the secret pattern of the word "bing" appear.

"If you don't know it in advance, even if you have the celestial eye, it will be difficult to enter Xuanmen!"

Xu Chuan looked around the stone mountain, and the more he looked, the more frightened he became. This method of turning decay into magic was too mysterious and far beyond his ability to understand, even with the blessing of the Bodhi tree.

After carefully observing the layout of the rocks on one side, Xu Chuan shook his head and stopped pursuing the virtual and real formation patterns, and began to carefully search for the location of the secret pattern for controlling troops.

Not long after, he stopped in front of a stone wall. There were some carvings on it, which were mottled, too clumsy and lacking in beauty. They were all weapons, such as tripods, bells, towers, spears, swords, etc.

Staring at these wall carvings, Xu Chuan's red eyes were filled with the light of Bodhi, and the divine channels were densely covered. The three thousand avenues of light in his body were flashing, as if the innate Tao embryo had come to the world and merged with thousands of Tao Dharma.

The night stars are numerous, the moonlight is like a trickling stream, and the light waterfall is like a butterfly fluttering. It is bright and soft, making the silver-haired young man look extremely otherworldly, as if he does not belong to this world.

Xu Chuan's brows were filled with purple energy, and the two Taoist weapons in Xiantai and Kuhai were turbulent and rumbling. The heaven and earth joined him and made a Taoist sound.

He slowly moved his right hand deeper, and with the hazy Bodhi light on his fingertips, he touched the cold wall carvings.

In an instant, chaos overflowed, and Xu Chuan's whole body was covered with a layer of vast purple color. His whole body was looming, shrouded in the white night mist.

The Bodhi tree trembled slightly, and one after another the feathers of the avenue flew out and scattered on the stone wall. The marks of these weapons looked a little different.

The traces of clumsiness look like divine phoenixes spreading out, about to break through the sky, and there is a trace of ancient vicissitudes of life coming out.

At the same time, the bronze beads bloomed with a faint light, as if covered with a layer of gauze, plain and hazy, like a pure land on earth, very beautiful.

"The real map of the Nine Secrets..."

Xu Chuan muttered to himself, holding the Yuan back to one, immersing himself in this wonderful state, and began to understand the specific chapters of the Taboo of Bing Zun.

On the stone wall of the back mountain, there are not many weapon imprints, and the engravings are clumsy, but at this time, it is completely different. The moonlight is shining, and it is peaceful. The soldier imprints are shining and flowing. ...

The mountain wall shines brightly, and the originally clumsy carvings have turned into the charm of the Tao. Every trace is like a real dragon, a Kunpeng, a unicorn, and a divine phoenix. Their postures are elegant, and every move exudes the light of the Tao, in line with heaven and earth. The rules are wonderful.

The moon is full and the sky is full, the divine splendor is like water, flowing down, all the imprints on the stone walls and soil are alive, and the engravings move, which is completely different from what I saw just now.

A kind of ancient breath rushes towards the face, there is a kind of vicissitudes, and there is also a kind of atmosphere, the imprint of Taoism flickers, and a kind of ethereal divine sound comes.

The Jade Rabbit walks through the starry sky, the stars are sparse, and tomorrow is about to begin!

Xu Chuan's eyes opened and closed, and the light in his eyes was shining, a little sharper than before. His whole body was like a piercing immortal weapon, trying to penetrate everything!
At this time, the morning light was shining, and the mountains behind were all white, like many divine feathers scattered, making the silver-haired young man look even more enchanting.

"Dou, Ji, Xing, Bing, Qian! I have mastered all the five secrets of the Big Dipper!"

Xu Chuan's mood was mixed, and his soul was inexplicably peaceful.

He recited the incantation, causing the purple emerald glazed robe to float away, leaving the Qinmen, and began to walk among the millions of mountains, refining his Tao and Dharma, and feeling the subtle aura of this world.

In the next half month, Xu Chuan has been wandering in the mountains and forests, visiting many ancient tombs, and his cultivation level has improved again.

But the beauty of this broken situation soon disappeared!
He sensed a barrier, which was the shackles set by the great road of heaven and earth. It did not focus on the physical body, but on the soul.

Facing the beheading chasm, Xu Chuan's Devourer bloodline began to fail, making it difficult for him to make any further progress.

"Zhan Dao, do you want to chop off something? Let's learn from Ye Fan and cut against the Dao..." Xu Chuan frowned slightly and murmured.

He is not clear in this direction, just a desire to become stronger.

After all, only the strong can control their own destiny.

After a long time, Xu Chuan calmed down and asked himself.

What has he been pursuing since time travel?What is it that you long for?
Great freedom!
Great fun!

Unrestricted!

Rewards and killings all follow one's heart...

"In that case, why bother pretending to be that hypocritical in front of Yan Ruyu and the others...I really have a bad taste..."

Xu Chuan chuckled, as if some burden had been lifted, and he felt much more relaxed.

(End of this chapter)