C14
C14
For the three days outside, seven times the time would be twenty-one days for the Spiritual Array.
At this time, although Ning Wufeng's body was in a mess, his robes were tattered and his hair was in a mess. However, he seemed to be more intelligent, and his physique was even more robust.
He was living a leisurely life, but he didn't know that the Wu family was starting to deploy more quickly.
"Oh right, there's also a treasure map." Ning Wufeng took out the treasure map he took from the Wu Chuan brothers' hands and placed it on a stone tablet.
It was said that this was the tomb of an Invigorated Meridian Realm cultivator. There should be a lot of good things inside right? After experiencing Linlang Pavilion's perverted exchange system and experiencing the benefits brought by the spirit array, Ning Wufeng felt more and more that he was a pauper.
If he had enough Linlang Coin, his cultivation would have quickly soared by plane.
"Let's go take a look."
Ning Wufeng stuffed the treasure map into his chest, and with a move of his body, he shot towards a place not far away. At this moment, his speed had increased by several folds.
The location marked on the treasure map was very close to Azure Dragon Bay. After finding the treasure trove, they returned to Azure Dragon Bay. It had been a long time since he had gone back. He wondered if the bald aunt, Pi Laisan, and the others were doing well.
Ning Wufeng couldn't help but feel warmth in his heart when he thought of them.
They rapidly made their way through the forest.
On the other side, a young master wearing an embroidered robe with jade belt followed behind him. A hunchbacked old man with a stern expression was also speeding in the forest.
The colorful-robed young master stopped and turned his head to ask, "Uncle Zhua, how far is it from the tomb of the Gold Spirit Point Ou Yeyun?"
"Reporting to Young Master, the intelligence report said that it should be nearby." The old man's voice was hoarse and very low.
"This Ou Yeyun broke into the third level of the Divine Demon Battlefield and obtained a demon spear. His fame was so great that even the great aristocratic families of the Imperial City threw an olive branch at him. But who would have thought that such a person would be buried in such a remote place after his death? " The Embroidered Cloak Young Master shook his head and sighed.
He was young lord Zhao Wuqing, from the Wandering Dragon Gang's largest gang. Recently, news came about that a hunter had stumbled into a tomb while hunting in the Scarlet Mountain Range, and had brought back pieces of information.
The person who had followed him here, was also the elder of the Wandering Dragon Gang, Hei Zhua. Hei Zhua hid his hands inside his sleeves, bent down, and scanned the forest around him with his sharp eyes.
Roar ?
Dragon from cloud, wind from tiger. A black wind suddenly rose up in the forest. A multi-colored tightly-knit tiger jumped out and pounced towards them.
"Allow me." Zhao Wuqing's body shook, and a silver spear appeared in his hands. He pointed the spear towards the White Tiger's face.
"Young master, be careful, this is a Common Tier High Rank Demonic Beast." Hei Zhua looked at the big tiger with a gloomy face.
"No problem, I was just in time to test the gun." Zhao Wuqing's mouth raised into a self-confident smile, his body moved, welcoming the multicolored tiger.
Just as Zhao Wuqing was fighting the big tiger, Ning Wufeng had also arrived nearby according to the directions given by the treasure map.
When he heard the sounds of fighting from afar, he carefully released his spiritual sense. Bypassed around them.
Not far from the fight, Ning Wufeng stopped, looked around at the lush green forest, and muttered: "It should be here." He carefully released his soul consciousness, and the lush trees around him immediately changed under the cover of his soul consciousness.
It really was here. He looked towards the source of the sound and saw that the sounds of fighting had not yet stopped. A sharp cry came from the direction of the sound, shaking the trees and causing them to rustle.
What a strong wave of air. Ning Wufeng muttered in surprise. This place was much more dangerous than the outskirts of the Scarlet Mountain Range. Forget about these mysterious Demonic Beast, just looking at the two of them made him feel a sense of danger.
Everything had to be careful.
However, the owner of the ancient tomb is quite smart and set up a maze here. After so many years had passed, the formation had long ago fused with the ancient trees. If Ning Wufeng did not have his consciousness, others would have to spend a lot of effort to find the entrance to the ancient tomb.
Just like Zhao Wuqing and Hei Zhua, who had been wandering around this area for a few days.
The biggest use of the Bewitching Array was to confuse the cultivators' observation. It was placed in front of the ancient tomb to prevent it from being stolen. However, the person who set up the formation was weak and could not stop Ning Wufeng who had his own consciousness. After all, a consciousness was an ability only a Spirit Soul Stage could possess.
"Looking at the level of the formation, it should be a Tier 3 spiritual formation. Presumably, the person setting up the formation also has the strength of the third rank Spiritual Array Master. Looking at the past history of the Jiangning Prefecture, I believe that the master of the grave is also not a person whose status is unknown. " Ning Wufeng sized up the Level 3 Bewitching Formation and commented.
third rank Spiritual Array Master at least had the strength of Acupoint Opening Stage when they were alive. It seemed like the judgement of the Wu Chuan brothers were not wrong.
However, his master was already dead. The third grade illusion formation was enveloped by his abnormal divine sense as if it was nothing. His body moved, dodging an ancient tree that the three of them were holding, one hand pressed on a stone, releasing Gluttony Spirit Transformation Art.
With a kacha sound, that stone cracked, turning into a pile of powder that scattered all over the ground.
"After so many years, I still have a lot of spiritual power." Ning Wufeng laughed. Although this object looked like a rock, it was actually the spiritual jade of the outer Spiritual Array. Once the spirit force was absorbed by Ning Wufeng, the array would break by itself.
"Here." Ning Wufeng moved his body, pushing away the grass behind the ancient tree, revealing a black hole. He entered in a line and did not forget to close the bushes. He placed a hundred spirit stones in the original position as the core of the formation, temporarily acting as the core of the formation.
With a crashing sound, a large amount of dirt and rocks fell from the ceiling. Ning Wufeng patted the dust off his body. Although the cave entrance was not big, the interior of the cave was indeed a special place.
It was unknown what methods the owner of the tomb used to refract the light from the outside into the tomb. So the cave was dry and bright.
Ning Wufeng saw that the walls on both sides were engraved with some kind of mysterious drawing, which seemed to have existed for a very long time. Could it be that this place was discovered by the owner of the tomb and turned into an ancient tomb?
Judging from the arrangement of the maze on the outside, it seemed to have some effect as well. The owner of the tomb was not very far away. However, the wall was painted in a year reminiscent of the ancient era.
The ancient era went through 99 eras. A era was ten thousand years, or nine hundred and ninety thousand years. It was the era of the Great Devil Chaos, and the frescoes were also of an ancient era.
The Infernal King was in chaos, the Immortals were in command, and all races competed in magic ?
The mural begins with a picture of a heavenly paradise. In the holy abode, there was a stone tablet with the words "Ten Thousand Arts Palace" written on it. The mountains were filled with pavilions and pavilions. The disciples were flourishing.
"This is an ancient sect called the Ten Thousand Arts Sect. They are extremely large and their disciples are on fire." Ning Wufeng walked past a mural.
"In the second set of frescoes, there was the birth of a divine object from the Ten Thousand Arts Palace. It attracted a group of primal chaos devils, who were enormous. The disciples of the Ten Thousand Arts Sect continued to fight against the various gods and devils. "It seems that the casualties are extremely high."
Soon after, the frescoes depicted hundreds of cultivators fighting in the sky and on the ground with all sorts of weapons, as well as divine demons with wings and towering horns. Fiendgods had limitless magic, and they were extremely powerful in close combat. The ground was littered with corpses, and blood flowed like a river.
"In this battle, the casualties among the disciples of the Ten Thousand Arts Sect were severe. Later on, someone from the Ten Thousand Arts Palace brought out a divine object. The divine object shone with boundless light as it beheaded a large portion of the divine devils. However, there was an expert among all the Gods and Demons who was wrapped in lightning that swallowed the God and the God, then fought against the God Beast and destroyed it. "
"Later on, the entire Myriad Magic Palace suffered a great loss in this battle. The sect was so empty that it began to decline day by day."
"I wonder if the content of this mural is real, or if it was just an illusion created by the later generations." Ning Wufeng muttered. Raising his head, he saw a wide hall in front of him.
Many ancient items were placed on the floor of the hall. It seemed like they had been there for a very long time.
Ning Wufeng looked around, seeing tables and chairs placed in the main hall. There was even a set of tea set on the table. There was even tea in the cups. The tea set was brand-new, as if it had been washed not long ago.
Behind the tables and chairs, in the center of the hall, was indeed a huge stone coffin. The coffin was made of simple green stone, without any stars. It was extremely simple.
No matter if it was the tables, chairs, tea set, or the coffin behind him, they were all spotless.
"Looks like this really is a tomb." Ning Wufeng muttered, he turned and looked around, he did not know when the nameless flowers on the two sides of the stairs in front of the palace suddenly bloomed, as though there was a strange fragrance coming out.
When he once again turned his head to look at the great hall, his heart was suddenly startled, and his entire body instantly tensed up. A middle-aged man with a white face and no beard was sitting on that table and chair, smiling at Ning Wufeng.
"Senior, I have no intention of disturbing you in your sleep here. If you dare commit any immoral acts, I hope that you can help me with my letter." Ning Wufeng immediately bowed towards the man.
He did not reply for a long time, and could not help but look up. The man was still smiling, not moving at all. He released his spiritual sense and carefully probed that person.
It was a corpse without any heartbeat or breathing, much less any spirit energy fluctuations. It should be because the owner of the tomb had made a little joke before he died. But how could such a trick scare a monk?
Just as Ning Wufeng was pondering, the middle aged man suddenly spoke, "After so many years, finally someone has come."
"Who?" Ning Wufeng was startled, he realised that it was the middle aged man who spoke, was this a ghost story?
"Don't be nervous, the true body is a Skyless Sovereign. It is only because I possess a bloodline's inheritance that I am unwilling to accept it after death. I have accumulated a bit of grievances in this world, but if fate wills it, then my body will pass on my legacy. "
"Therefore, I placed my hopes on Ou Yeyun, but he was still only half-dead." It is hard for me to accept my Dao, so my grievances will not be extinguished. "
So that's how it is, Ning Wufeng suddenly said. The tomb master was originally called Ou Yeyun, and obtained Skyless Sovereign's grudge from the Demon God Battlefield. When Skyless Sovereign wanted to pass on his legacy, Ou Yeyun's fate was very bad.
If the Skyless Sovereign could not find the inheritor, his grievances would not be extinguished, and he had to wait until Ning Wufeng arrived today.