Immortal Formula

   Chapter 452 Demon Sage Appears

In this huge coffin, I don't know how many layers are covered. In the interval of each layer, countless utensils are stuffed, but everyone only glanced at the eyes and knew that those were just ordinary instruments. There is nothing rare in the eyes of these cultivators of the pill formation. They all looked at the middle of the sarcophagus, where the smallest coffin was.

  The small coffin was only a few feet long and two feet wide, with a pottery figurine lying quietly in the middle. The pottery figurines are shaped by a child who is only eleven or twelve years old, with black eyebrows and lips painted in red lacquer, which looks very festive, just like those big-headed dolls painted by other people in the mortal world during the New Year, and they look very festive. . But it was lying in the layers of sarcophagus, and it looked a little strange.

   Duan Yingxiu was obviously a little surprised. She stood in front of the sarcophagus and was stunned. She didn't seem to expect this kind of thing when she opened it. Gu Yan asked in a low voice, "Brother Zhan, is this the Dharma body of your demon saint back then?"

  Zhancheng smiled bitterly: "In my teaching, there are only the names of the seven great demons, and I have never heard of any demon saints, but if there are such people, they shouldn't be like this, right?"

Duan Yingxiu stood in front of the sarcophagus. She carefully examined the pottery figurine. Suddenly, she jumped back quickly as if she had seen something incomparably scary, and then the body of the pottery figurine suddenly appeared Floating red light.

   It was a dense pattern, which seemed to be carved on the chest of the pottery figurine by someone. Under the reflection of the surrounding seven-star lights, these red lights quickly emerged. Those fine and strange lines are unknown to everyone.

   Gu Yan was a little surprised, these lines, it looks like a pattern?

When Duan Yingxiu was standing in the air, she shouted angrily: "Who is casting spells on the side?" It seemed that she was not frightened by anything, but was pushed back from there by some force. .

   She looked around for a week, then stared straight ahead again, obviously everyone around didn't have that kind of power. At this time, countless firelights covered the body of the pottery figurine. The originally festive smiling face looked indescribably strange.

   Suddenly, a low voice sounded slowly: "Who is coming?"

Duan Yingxiu shouted in a deep voice: "Who is here to fool gods and ghosts?" At this moment, she even thought that this holy tomb had been robbed and excavated, someone stole the sarcophagus here, and then left it behind Such a ghostly thing to deceive later people.

But she immediately abandoned this idea. The Gaoli people have guarded here for nearly 10,000 years, sacrificing countless lives to find a way to enter the Holy Tomb. In the end, they used Zhancheng, Gu Yan and others to find a way to enter the Holy Tomb. After successfully passing through Zhuxiantai and entering the Holy Tomb, in today's world of immortal cultivation, how could there be such a powerful person who could hide from them?

  Xia Rouqiu's mouth curled slightly, looking at Duan Yingxiu with a sneer. Gu Yan and Zhancheng were stunned at the same time, Gu Yan said in a low voice, "The engraving on that pottery figurine seems to be a pattern!"

Zhancheng also said in a low voice: "That's the 'Seven Stars Falling God' of the Demon Gate!" These two people who were facing each other not long ago and wanted to kill each other, but at this time they unconsciously linked up. hand. Zhancheng said in a low voice: "This is a long-lost formation in my teaching. It is said that when the Demon Lord fell, this method was used to retain their primordial spirit and delay the time of their death. Leave some inheritance to the Demon Sect or yourself. But here, how can such a pattern appear?"

  Gu Yan suddenly remembered a possibility of incomparable surprise, she couldn't help opening her mouth, "No way..."

At this time, the pottery figure had already let out a sinister laughter. His voice seemed a little dazed at the beginning, as if he couldn't understand the situation around him, but he seemed to understand quickly, that kind of laughter seemed to come from the endless underground. It came from the depths, and people couldn't help shivering when they heard it.

   "Where did you guys come from? Are you the ones who stayed behind from those seven juniors to wake me up?"

Duan Yingxiu's face was a little pale. In any case, she couldn't imagine that if the expectation that her ancestors had guarded for nearly ten thousand years was such a thing in front of her eyes, then their sacrifices for so many years would cost the Gaoli people everything. The blood, is it just a joke?

She shook the white flag in her hand and felt that the twelve golden-armored and bronze figures were still under her control, so she said with some shock: "I am Duan Yingxiu, a descendant of Gao Li, who are you? "

The voice was a little dazed, "People from Gaoli, who are they?" After he finished saying these words, the pottery figurines lying in the sarcophagus actually rattled, as if there was a life inside. Controlling it, making it sit up, but it's just as powerful.

   At this time, the seven lamps above his head flickered even more, and the voice suddenly began to whisper an ancient mantra, which no one could understand.

Zhancheng said in a low voice, "This seems to be an ancient fairy language, which has long since been lost after the last Dao and Demon War!" The inside of the canyon was pitch-black as ink, but then, seven lights quickly lit up in turn, one after the other. When one light was on, the other six went out at the same time, and the flames kept shining, like It's like an ancient ritual going on.

  Gu Yan suddenly woke up and shouted loudly: "Stop it, don't let the seven lights turn on, otherwise we will all die!"

Duan Yingxiu turned her head and glared at her, Gu Yan shouted loudly: "Can't you see, that pottery figurine is a magic weapon used to suppress the primordial spirit, you have now awakened the primordial spirit that was banned in ancient times, it He is summoning the seven-star lamp on his own, if it achieves its purpose, then the primordial spirit will escape, and we will all be in danger!”

The voice laughed grimly, "Little doll has some knowledge, after my death, the primordial spirit escaped here, originally wanted to be reborn in this place, but was trapped by those seven descendants, using ten The two bronze men suppressed me, and built such a large underground palace on it, and made countless pottery figurines. They suppressed me with the power of the terracotta warriors between heaven and earth, and sealed me in the pottery figurines for so many years. , but my primordial spirit can exist forever between heaven and earth, and they have already died, right?"

Zhancheng couldn't help taking a deep breath. Listening to his tone, it was indeed like the "magic saint" that Duan Yingxiu said. , those seven Great Demon Venerables, but after his death, why did the Primordial Spirit escape here, and then were sealed by the Demon Venerables in the sarcophagus?

In order to suppress his Primordial Spirit, the seven Demon Venerables built an incomparably huge underground palace on it, including the Luoshen Great Array, but why did they leave that sentence, "There will be hope for the resurrection of the Demon Sect here", what is this?

The Primordial Spirit of the Demon Sage gave a very low and gloomy laughter at this time, "Those seven boys, although they repressed me here and spread the news of my complete death outside, but they Don't dare to destroy me completely, because my inheritance symbolizes the true inheritance of the Demon Sect for tens of thousands of years, as long as my Primordial Spirit is immortal, then the inheritance of the Demon Sect will last forever, and I can be reborn at any time!"

His voice suddenly turned cold, and he said coldly: "Since you can come here, they must have died long ago, maybe the demon religion has begun to weaken again, or they have been suppressed by those cultivators again, who is the sacrifice? Give me a body of rebirth?"

These words are endless, but they also reveal a lot of information. Gu Yan can probably guess that the cultivation base of this demon sage has almost reached the point of shocking the world, so after his physical death, he still He can keep his primordial spirit indestructible, but when he escaped his primordial spirit back here, that is, when he built this holy mausoleum for himself, something must have happened, causing the seven great devils to turn around. And join forces against him.

  Gu Yan suddenly took a breath of cold air. Could it be that he was going to find one of the seven Great Demon Venerables to be reborn? The idea of ​​this demon saint is so sinister!

The demon sage snorted coldly, "Those seven boys wanted to harm me, but they didn't dare to kill me, because they knew that one day, they would all be dead, with no bones left, and my primordial spirit would die. Will still live on earth forever. I ask again, which of you is the Dharma body dedicated to me?"

Gu Yan murmured: "Yes. Yes." In order to prevent the demon saint from borrowing his own legal body, the seven great demons imprisoned him in the tomb they built, but they did not Dare to completely destroy his primordial spirit, in order to leave a glimmer of hope for the disciples of the devil in the future. Because this primordial spirit symbolizes the inheritance of the Demon Sect. So when they were about to lose the Dao and Demon War, they handed over the task to the Gaoli people, and divided the secret into two and a half, but I don't know why, the secret was lost. The Gaoli people knew the secret of the mausoleum, but they did not know the truth buried here, and the master of the Demon Gate, who knew the truth, did not know why, and did not pass on this secret. When I turned to the exhibition city with this holy mausoleum in the old paper pile, I just thought that buried in the holy mausoleum was the treasure left by the demon saint back then, but I didn’t know that there was an ancestor of the demon gate here, which could be taken away. The soul of their lives!

   Duan Yingxiu was standing at the front of the sarcophagus. Her face was pale, her lips were slightly blue, and she said in a deep voice, "Are you the demon saint named Yan Yuan back then?"

   (end of this chapter)