Chapter 711 What I Saw Before I Died (Third Update, Please Recommend)

The middle-aged uncle was sweating profusely, and his left hand slammed down fiercely. The red lines arranged around him lit up, shrinking inward with the meaning of exorcising evil spirits, and wrapped around Meng Qi's pale and gloomy hand. Clusters of silver needles engraved with tiny symbols were shot out, like rain falling into the mud.

At the same time, his right hand became soft and boneless, slippery and difficult to hold, and he shrank back with force!

The pale skin twitched slightly, the red lines broke, and the silver needles rolled back. The middle-aged uncle felt that the other party's hand was like a cold big iron clamp, tightly clamping himself, unable to break free!

Without caring about anything else, he flipped his left hand, revealing a mottled bronze mirror, with a sun hidden inside, emitting a scorching light, and the ancient wooden stakes lit up with a hazy green light, isolating the yin energy and covering it down.

The condensed light shone on Meng Qi's hand, making a sizzling burning sound, but the paleness remained, the gloom remained, and there was no charring or melting.

The middle-aged uncle's heartbeat intensified, knowing that he had encountered an extremely terrifying Zongzi. He made a fist with his left hand, letting the bronze mirror fall, and pointed out with his fingers. The first section of his finger was green and red, as if it was made of colored glaze!

Dang!

This finger touched Meng Qi's pulse gate with some indescribable power, but it was like poking gold and iron, extremely solid gold and iron!

The middle-aged uncle's eyes bulged, and he kept saying: "Brother, spare my life! Every wrong has its perpetrator, and every debt has its creditor. I just fell down when passing by, and accidentally put my hand into your grave. It's a misunderstanding! Misunderstanding!"

"I'll buy incense, candles and paper money to burn for you. If you need anything, just ask, don't be polite!"

He was so panicked that he spoke without thinking, not caring about his face at all. He wanted to use a big move, but his right hand was held by the other party, and he was afraid that he would die together!

Seeing his apprentice's confused expression, twitching mouth, half-smile, the middle-aged uncle hurriedly said: "Xiaoru, what are you looking at? Come and help me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt his right hand heavy, saw the soil flying, and a white figure turned over and sat up, and his pupils shrank immediately:

"Brother! No, Dad! Grandpa! Spare me, your grandson!"

Meng Qi's soul returned to his body between his eyebrows, vitality spread, death faded, paleness and gloom disappeared instantly, his expression was cold, his eyes were like ink, looking directly into the middle-aged uncle's eyes.

"Grandpa, Grandpa, eh..." The middle-aged uncle was stunned, and the little apprentice's silver bell laughter came to his ears.

Is there a living person in front of him?

Damn, I have traveled all over the country, and it is not the first time that Zongzi has grabbed my hand, but I never thought that he would be resurrected so quickly. But now, Zongzi has become a swordsman, and the dead have been resurrected?

"Master, I am on equal terms with this brother." Xiaoru probably guessed that Meng Qi had just used a secret method to hide his vitality in order to experience the feeling before death. His two big eyes rolled around and he looked at his master with a smile.

The middle-aged uncle coughed: "I am old, I have been hunting geese all day, but today I was pecked in the eye by a goose. Little brother, please spare me."

He just wanted to quickly get over what happened just now.

Meng Qi looked at him thoughtfully, recalling the experience just now. He did see some scenes before "dying", but he couldn't see them clearly. He didn't know whether it was a replay of his life or something about reincarnation.

What was the experience of the other people buried here? Did anyone see those scenes clearly?

But they are all really dead...

The middle-aged uncle felt scared by Meng Qi's look. His knees softened and he almost knelt down. Fortunately, he immediately felt that the other party let go, and hurriedly took a few steps back.

"When you were robbing tombs, did you ever see the dead write anything on the surrounding coffins or soil? Or leave anything?" Meng Qi's heart moved, and he stood up without bending his legs or moving his feet.

Most of those buried here are strong outsiders. If they try their best before dying, they can connect with the power of heaven and earth and leave relevant information.

The middle-aged uncle was stunned and muttered in a low voice: "Who would care about the mood of the corpse before death when robbing a tomb..."

He quickly restrained his expression and said seriously: "The tombs I robbed were all forbidden. They were either self-destructed or only some items could be rescued, and no words could be seen."

The mysterious girl Xiaoru also nodded: "Although the master always likes to lie, what he said just now is still from the heart."

"Xiaoru, it seems inappropriate to use the word from the heart here..." The middle-aged uncle muttered.

Meng Qi kept looking into his eyes, sensing his emotional changes. Seeing that he showed no signs of lying, he asked, "Are you from Dajin?"

"Little brother, are you from Dajin too?" The middle-aged uncle seemed to be performing a scene of fellow villagers meeting each other, with tears in his eyes. "I am Song Bingde. I have been away from home for many years and have been wandering in the Southern Wilderness. I have finally achieved the realm of external scenery, but I can't return home in glory and meet my fellow villagers..."

"Can't return home in glory?" Meng Qi asked coldly.

What big thing did this guy do?

Song Bingde sighed, "It's just that I touched the grave of the ancestors of a certain tribe and was cursed. I can't leave the Southern Wilderness for the rest of my life."

The petite girl Aru stammered a few times and finally gave up talking, as if she didn't want to expose her master.

Meng Qi knew that Song Bingde's words were not credible. He was considering whether to look at his cause and effect. He used the Jade Void Divine Calculation to deduce it, and felt two powerful auras approaching, falling to the mouth of the valley and quickly entering.

"Brother Yi." Song Bingde's face lit up, and he turned to the girl Aru and said, "Hide quickly, Yi Meng is a master of many years, and he is only half a step away from becoming a master. His life span is almost over, and he must be here to bury himself!"

Aru rolled his eyes at his master: "Yi Meng is dying, but Yi Xin is still alive. They have a deep brotherly love, so they will definitely choose to guard the tomb. You and I are only at the third level, how can we deal with a top master?"

"That's right..." Song Bingde whispered, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked at Meng Qi. There is a real strong man here, either at the top or at the master!

Meng Qi ignored his gaze, but through their conversation, he roughly figured out the identity of the visitor.

The Yi brothers are collectively known as "Golden Sword and Silver Sword". They are well-known leftists in the Southern Wilderness. They are both strong men at the top of the sixth level. They use the Desolate Mountain as their cave. They are not evil in their actions, but they are happy and angry at will, and have killed many people.

In a blink of an eye, the Yi brothers stepped into this valley. They looked very similar, with gray hair, short and thick eyebrows, and hooked noses. One held a golden giant knife and the other held a silver long sword. The former was Yi Meng and the latter was Yi Xin.

Yi Meng's aura was obviously inferior to Yi Xin's, and his body exuded a bit of death. Anyone with a discerning eye knew that his time was coming.

Because of the mist, he turned around the cliff and saw Meng Qi and others. His eyes narrowed slightly, his aura was vigorous, and he shouted loudly:

"Get lost!"

Who wants to be buried with outsiders watching?

And the fact that he was about to die made Yi Meng feel very bad!

The sword energy was whizzing and blood-red rocks fell from above like rain. Meng Qi's soul seemed to feel that a golden long sword covered the sky and enveloped himself.

He snorted coldly, and the valley suddenly heated up, the rocks were charred, and the ground was melted. Rays of light fell from the air, dispelling Yi Meng's aura, like the light of the sun, like pure sword intent.

Yi Meng's body was ignited with flames, and he stepped back several steps. If it was a normal fight, he would be suppressed by his momentum and reveal his flaws!

Yi Xin took a step forward with a silver sword in hand and stood side by side with his brother. He felt that the white-clothed swordsman in front of him had a majestic and mighty aura, and his sword intent was extremely sharp, with a hint of a master!

At this moment, "Huang" not far away spoke: "If you destroy this place, the Feitian tribe will fight you to the death!"

The Yi brothers took the opportunity to withdraw their momentum, and Meng Qi also restrained his breath. He had some thoughts in his mind.

Seeing Meng Qi make way, the Yi brothers continued to move forward and went deep into the valley. Song Bingde sighed, and he felt bored because he had a grave but could not dig it.

The girl Aru smiled brightly and bowed: "We met each other, and it is also fate. I wonder what your name is, brother?"

"Wuming, the sword is nameless, and the person is nameless." Meng Qi said "lightly".

"Hello, brother Wuming!" Aru only had a dimple on the left side, but it did not affect her beauty.

Meng Qi felt that A Ru was strange. She looked young and innocent, and seemed to be simple. However, her behavior had a sense of maturity that could not be shaken off. Meng Qi did not believe that she was younger than himself.

Meng Qi pretended to be cold and did not say much. He waited patiently. After a while, he sensed the change in the aura and realized that Yi Meng had been buried. So he stepped over and saw that the tomb had been built. Yi Xin was sitting cross-legged in the crack of the stone next to him with a sad face.

"Before death, the people of the Immortal Clan would leave hints and tokens for the tribe members to find their reincarnations. You sit there like this, are you waiting for your brother to come back?" Meng Qi said calmly.

This sentence was earth-shattering, and Yi Xin stood up. Yes, the reincarnation should be found according to the hints, how can he wait passively!

Because the first scenes of the Eternal Valley were all imitating the people of the Eternal Clan, and they were buried after death, but no hints were left. Later, it was rumored that the terrain was the key to reincarnation, so they changed to entering the hall before death, buried in the soil, and reincarnated with the help of the valley, no longer imitating the Eternal Clan. After all, their environment at that time had been completely destroyed by the Blood Sea Rakshasa!

So, year after year, no one thought about leaving hints before death. It seemed that as long as they were buried here, one day, their reincarnated body would come back by itself.

Yi Xin took a big step forward and unlocked the forbidden method and curse, which made Song Bingde stunned. Wuming didn't even need to rob the tomb himself, but could order the victim to dig the grave with his mouth?

After a long time, the coffin was exposed, Yi Xin took a deep breath and opened it carefully.

A sharp friction sound was heard, slowly revealing the situation inside. Song Bingde stared and took a breath of cold air.

Yi Meng was indeed dead, but his eyes were wide open, which was extremely terrifying!

Meng Qi and Yi Xin's spirits spread out, and soon found a crooked message on the coffin:

"I saw another me..."

Another me...Meng Qi's face straightened, the Eternal Valley was really weird!

But why can't I see it?

Because it's a fake death, not a real death?

As the thought turned, Huang, who followed, showed surprise on his face, and quickly went back, destroying the tomb of "Gu", trying to find the message and find the reincarnation of the elder.

Meng Qi waited and watched quietly, but he suddenly felt extremely dangerous in his heart, and blurted out:

"Stop!"

Huang couldn't stop, the ban was lifted, the coffin was opened, and a strange and terrifying breath rushed into the sky!

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