Chapter 788 Archaeologists
The cold wind swept across the earth, making a whining sound in the mountains and ravines, making it more and more desolate.
The Northern Territory is vast and boundless, and loneliness and monotony are the eternal themes. The oasis is scattered like sesame grains, and it is nothing at all.
Ye Fan walked through the red land after another, and finally found his destination according to his memory. A purple mountain stood in front of him, like an angry sword rushing into the sky.
There are also nine mountains on the horizon, lying like nine real dragons, revealing the vicissitudes and loneliness of the ages.
There is no doubt that he came to Zishan, which is the ancient emperor mountain in the mouth of the ancient creatures, where the Great Emperor Wushi sat.
From ancient times to the present, no one can match the power of the Great Emperor Wubei, which can intimidate the nine heavens and ten places, and make many restricted areas of life behave honestly.
In fact, the Ruthless Emperor is also a good choice. He is absolutely ruthless and powerful. If he is resurrected, it is estimated that the ancient ancestor king will tremble. However, a ruthless man lives in three or four lives, and he doesn't know which life to look for.
"Zishan... I'm here again." Ye Fan sighed for a while. He couldn't enter the house several times, but now he was forced to this step and had to risk his death.
In the past years, the All Saints had attacked Zishan many times, hoping to get the inheritance of the Great Emperor Wu Beginning, but when the bell rang, people with multiple pieces of Ji Dao Emperor soldiers could only retreat.
The last time, the Holy Land joined forces with the Zhongzhou Divine Dynasty, and finally attacked, and some people even said that they saw the Great Emperor Wubei sitting cross-legged on a Taoist platform.
"In the past so many years, why does the Wubei Bell sing itself when no one is there? What kind of power is in control, and other imperial soldiers can't resist it?"
"Is the Beginning Great Emperor really dead? With such a powerful existence, he may leave behind some hands."
"Take a step back and say, if the Great Emperor Wushi dies, his physical body will be immortal. He is the congenital holy body, and I am the holy body, and most of the time, I can also have a feeling with him, if I can live in his body..."
Ye Fan said to himself, he made up his mind to enter the Zishan Mountain and fight the Great Emperor Wushi to see people die or corpses, and there must be a result.
He landed on the ground and approached step by step, this majestic purple mountain was deeply awe-inspiring.
There are too many secrets here. The immortal emperor in the hearts of the ancient tribes was also buried here. It was originally called Guhuangshan.
Even the Emperor of Heaven went out from here, and was taken away by the Yuan Tianshi ten thousand years ago as a shocking stone, and then Ye Fan cut out a divine egg in Yaochi.
"Guhuangshan is a place for pilgrimage of the ancients, where the undead emperor was buried, and finally the Great Emperor Wushi also chose here." Ye Fan said to himself.
Master Yuan Tian once said that the transformation of the heavens and the earth here is extremely mysterious, and he once asked future generations to pay respect to this mountain, and there will be good fate in the future.
Ye Fan came back again, and naturally he would not forget to use the source technique to investigate, hoping to solve this mystery today.
"Let the gods in the hearts of the ancient tribes and the great emperor of the human race be chosen here, how attractive is this place?"
Ye Fan walked around the Purple Mountain, measuring every inch of the land, looking at the nine dragon veins in the distance, trying to see the secret of heaven.
Suddenly, when he detoured to the other side, he walked across with a person, and the two sides suddenly stared at each other.
"Dog Day's Duan De!"
"Why aren't you dead yet!", the two of them cursed and blamed each other almost at the same time, all with displeased expressions on their faces.
In front, a fat man doesn't look like a good person no matter what, wearing a Taoist robe and a purple-gold crown, his clothes are definitely treasures, he is an unscrupulous Taoist.
"How many immoral things have you done, Fatty Fatty, and how many graves you have dug? The crown on your head and the celestial silkworm daoyi on your body are definitely not long after they were unearthed." Ye Fan said with contempt.
"Okay, you have good eyesight. By the way, when did you return those weapons to me, and you'll be fine after the looting?" Duan De was very upset.
"What are you doing here, Fatty Fatty?", Ye Fan said with a surprised look on his face, "Don't you think about the Great Emperor Wu Shi and want to dig his grave?", "You can't say that. Say, whether the Great Emperor Wushi is dead or not is a matter of two.” Duan De was very guilty and said, “I came to pay homage to the ruins.”, “You are too embarrassed to say this, people who dig people’s ancestral graves all day long, come here. Looking up at a large tomb, what do you mean?", Ye Fan pouted.
"I Le, don't talk nonsense in this place, okay?!", Duan De was anxious.
"When you were afraid, you also believed that the Great Emperor Wushi didn't die?", Ye Fan said.
"Even if Wu Shi is dead, he can't be blasphemed by others. Talking indiscriminately will bring disaster." Fatty Duan became more and more guilty.
"Are you afraid of stealing graves and digging graves all day long?" Ye Fan felt amused.
"Damn, don't compare me with those thieves. I am a researcher with lofty ideals, and everything is just to restore the historical truth." Duan De said boldly.
Ye Fan said with a look of contempt, "You are a tomb robber, you look like an archaeologist, I will blush for you, how can you restore the historical truth, why don't you say that it is to research the evolution and cultivation process of human beings What?", "I found that you, an unattractive boy, sometimes uses words quite accurately, yes, I will be an archaeologist in the future, don't call me a tomb robber, who will mention me and him? Urgent. I am a great archaeologist who has a lofty ideal, takes it as his duty to straighten out the process of human beings, and reproduces the real history through the underground cemetery." Duan De is righteous.
"I've never seen such a shameless person...", Ye Fan really couldn't stand him.
"So, I came here to poison the ancients, to witness the miracle of the Great Emperor, to spur future generations, which is of great historical significance."
"You'll have to shy." Ye Fan was almost speechless to him.
"By the way, boy, why are you still alive, provoked the Valley of the Gods, scolded the ancient royal family, and now you are running to the North Territory, are you eating too much or are you tired of living?" Duan De looked surprised.
"Can you say something nice, I want to come to archaeology, okay?" Ye Fan gave him a sideways look.
"I knew we were both great witnesses of history. Your source technique and my feng shui are invincible." Duan De was very eloquent, and then suddenly asked: "You really left. Twelve years in this world, where have you been, what have you seen, are there many tombs over there?"
"Where is it cool, you will die for me!" Ye Fan chose to ignore him, and then continued to measure Zishan. "To make it clear and clear.
The more he looked at it, the more evil he became, and the more he pondered, the more surprised he became. What is the mystery here? It's about life and death!
It is self-evident that an ancient emperor chooses to be here." They are in control of yin and yang, and they are connected with life and death. This is a bit scary, is Wubei really still alive?
"How come you can see that it is unusual. For me, the most authoritative person in the archaeological field, this place is really evil."
"What did you see?" Ye Fan asked him.
"This is a huge tomb, super huge, pulled by nine dragon veins" as if it were going to break away. " Duan De said.
"What?!" Ye Fan shuddered when he heard what he said. Hearing what this guy said, it was really like Jiulong pulling a coffin.
"As an authority in the archaeological world, I can definitely say that this tomb was not built for the dead, but for the living." Duan De said such a sentence.
The two had similar views, and after a serious discussion, they came to an astonishing conclusion that the general trend of heaven and earth here can be connected with yin and yang, and it is a place of good fortune and immortals.
"Impossible, the great emperor of ancient times is dead, if Wu Shi is still alive" Qing Emperor is impossible to appear in the world! "
"When we attacked this mountain last time, some people said that they really saw the Great Emperor Wu Beginning sitting cross-legged on the Taoist platform, so lifelike." It was like life. "
The more the two talked, the more strange they felt, this place made them a little hairy.
Afterwards, they thought of the Immortal Emperor, who was an ancient existence, the only god in the hearts of the ancient tribes. Zishan was the first place of burial. Strictly speaking, the Great Emperor Wushi was the dove occupying the magpie's nest."
Then, they suddenly thought of the fairy mansion world in Zhongzhou." There was a coffin made of an ancient tea tree for enlightenment, and there was an immortal emperor's skin inside.
"Did the undead emperor run away alive" or was he thrown out by the Great Emperor Wu Shi? "
The more the two pondered, the more wrong, this place was more complicated and terrifying than they imagined.
"Do you still want to go in, kid?" Duan De asked him sideways.
"I have to enter, in order to shock the ancient tribes, there is no other choice, otherwise the Valley of the Gods will be killed!" Ye Fan sighed, and then asked whether he wanted to enter.
"I am a person with great festivals, in order to restore the historical truth, in order to understand the mystery of the self-ringing bell, I decided to go deeper," Duan Deyi said. After all, he still wanted to dig a tomb and set his sights on the Beginning Bell.
Ye Fan was happy to have him follow up, this guy has half an imperial soldier on his body, and he knows Feng Shui tomb art, which is definitely a big help.
"You can't go in like this. Back then, several sacred places and the Immortal God Dynasty brought several pieces of the Supreme Dao Emperor soldiers and they were bombarded and killed. I don't know how many old antiques died. ." Duan De muttered. He decided to find the old blind man and let him borrow the other half of the Devil's Jar.
"Can you find him?" Ye Fan suspected that over the years, the deaths of the thirteen major bandits in the Northern Territory had disappeared and suffered heavy losses.
"Back then, he came out with half of the imperial soldiers to rescue the little bandits, but he was almost attacked and killed by a clone of an ancient ancestor. It was I who arrived in time and ordered the swallowing magic pot to unite and give the clone to the ancestor. shattered."
Ye Fan was astonished. He never thought of such things. It seems that the thirteen big bandits have been very difficult for so many years.
"Perhaps, in this world, we can only be protected by the unity of the Heaven-Swallowing Magic Pot. It is different from other imperial soldiers." Duan De said.
When the swallowing jars are separated, the power is not obvious, and it is even difficult to activate, but once they are united, it will be very strange, and occasionally you can hear a sigh, as if the ancient emperor is going to be resurrected.
It is a ruthless weapon, made of its own body, completely different from other imperial soldiers.
Duan De left to find the old blind man. And Ye Fan also left Zishan and began to prepare.
In an unknown mountain range, Ye Fan went thousands of miles underground, buried his true body, and his primordial spirit flew out into the holy shell.
"Duan De of Gou Ri is in this area, this bastard must not steal my real body." Ye Fan muttered, not knowing how many Yuan Tian Shen Wen was engraved.
He tried his best, and it took several days to get the two pieces of green copper out and put them into the body of the saint.
Afterwards, Ye Fan returned to Zishan with a few pieces of imperial jade and other necessities.
"Damn, a saint!" Duan De had come back one step earlier, his eyes were straight, and then he sacrificed the swallowing magic pot. ! ~!