Chapter 300: Sky-Reaching Rocks, Colorful Sky Thunder! (Two in One)

He took out a pill from his Qiankun bag and swallowed it. A trace of coolness grew in his body. The effect of the medicine accelerated the recovery of his overdrawn body.

After looking at the corpse of the dead man that had been burned for a long time and gradually turned black, Song Changming was relieved.

His eyes then fell on the high platform at the innermost part of the ancient tomb.

The ancient coffin was still quietly displayed, and there was no movement.

"I'll go." Song Changping stopped Song Changming, who was still a little weak, and went forward without saying anything.

Song Changan protected Song Changming by his side. They all saw that Song Changming was a little exhausted.

But in fact, Song Changming was not so weak that he lost his combat effectiveness. He still had the ability to protect himself.

"Second brother, let's go and take a look." Song Changming said, signaling Song Changan to relax and he was fine.

The two followed Song Changping to the ancient coffin and looked up carefully.

According to Xiao Jin, the method of corpse transfer fell on this ancient coffin.

He didn't need to look for it. Ancient characters were neatly engraved on the four sides of the ancient coffin, like a long Buddhist scripture.

"Got it!" Song Changming noticed it and murmured.

"What's written on it? Why can't I recognize any of it?" Song Changan asked in confusion.

Song Changping also looked at Song Changming.

In the past, Lou Baoqiu taught them martial arts, but never taught them the ability to read and write.

Therefore, he couldn't understand the ancient characters of Guyuan Country above.

In fact, even Song Changming, who had studied it specially, had a hard time reading it.

"This is a text that is more ancient than ordinary ancient characters," Song Changming said with a frown after looking at it for a long time.

Guyuan Country is known as the place where all things originated, and the history of human beings occupying it is as long as ten thousand years!

During this long period of time, ancient characters have been created in an endless stream. Some are still being passed down, while others have long disappeared in the long river of history. Only in some excavated relics can we glimpse these disappeared ancient characters.

Even the most learned text researcher of the contemporary era dare not say that he can understand all the ancient characters of the human race in the past, let alone Song Changming.

After reading them one by one, he could only understand a few of the contents of the scriptures, one or two tenths, and the rest were parts that he dared not confirm or completely did not understand.

But this was not difficult for him.

After releasing Xiao Jin, this mountain ginseng spirit that had lived for more than 5,000 years had seen a lot and recognized a lot, and could translate 70% to 80% of the ancient characters on the ancient coffin.

It was precisely because of this that it could recognize that the scripture was the method of corpse transfer.

"This is the text of Miaozhou. If my memory is not bad, it should be the local ancient characters from 4,000 years ago." Xiao Jin looked at it carefully again and again, and even stretched out his thin beard to touch the engraved text again and again.

Song Changming first excerpted the ancient characters on it, and then annotated the meaning of the characters translated by Xiao Jin.

Of course, after going out, he will look for ancient books and materials again, and verify them. Only after confirming that they are correct will he try to let his two brothers practice this method.

As for him, he is not interested in becoming a zombie.

Even if the zombies' immortality is the most worth talking about, the ultimate temptation of life is not tempting at all in Song Changming's eyes.

Lifespan is just a value that can be increased or decreased at will.

Let alone whether the zombies can really be immortal, for him, there is no need to do something that he can do by keeping the current situation.

After transcribing, Song Changming asked his two brothers to write down the method of corpse transfer.

Song Changming's eyes fell on the coffin itself.

The ancient coffin is very large, equivalent to two large beds spliced ​​together, and I don't know who sleeps in it.

The coffin lid is tightly closed, and there is no sign of opening.

Song Changming covered the ancient coffin with his mental power at a close distance and looked at it carefully.

There is no sophisticated mechanism, no special energy fluctuations, and mental perception cannot penetrate into the coffin.

If it is not opened, the situation inside will not be known.

"How about it, do you want to open it?" Song Changping wrote down the method of corpse reversal, turned his head and looked at Song Changming who was still observing the ancient coffin carefully, and asked.

"I have been in this ancient tomb for a long time." Song Changming hesitated slightly.

The situation inside the coffin is unclear, and the purpose of this trip, the method of corpse reversal, has been obtained. Is it necessary to open this ancient coffin?

But if there are still rare opportunities inside, if it is not opened this time, other visitors may come in soon in the future.

By then, there will be no zombies guarding here, and the things in this ancient coffin will definitely be taken away.

"Open!"

Song Changming finally followed his heart and didn't want to just leave.

Reaching out to touch the coffin surface, it was thick and smooth, without any roughness.

I don't know what kind of wood is used, but the hardness is very high. Song Changming cut it with a knife without any damage.

Then Song Changming tried to push the coffin lid.

After failing to push the coffin the first time, Song Changming confirmed that the coffin lid and body were not sealed, and immediately tried to push it again with both hands.

His strength was stacked layer by layer.

The power of one elephant, the power of five elephants, the power of one dragon, the power of three dragons!

Song Changming's feet had already stepped on the protective runes engraved on the ground due to excessive force.

The lid of the ancient coffin finally loosened, rumbling, and some dust fell on both sides, as if the ancient coffin had never been opened since it was covered.

"It's okay as long as it can be opened." Song Changming breathed a sigh of relief.

Just in case, before opening it completely, he asked the two brothers around him to leave the underground ancient tomb first.

If the situation is not right, they can evacuate as soon as possible.

Even if it is not good, he can just spend his life to open it again.

At first, the two brothers were worried about Song Changming and were reluctant to leave.

It was Song Changming who kept urging and repeatedly promised that he could escape, so they chose to retreat.

After Song Changming was the only one left in the entire ancient tomb, Song Changming immediately pressed his hands on the coffin lid again.

It is not easy for him to open the lid of this coffin.

It requires at least the power of three dragons and an explosion of hundreds of thousands of kilograms of power to be able to open it!

"Open it for me!"

Veins popped up on Song Changming's arms and neck, and the coffin lid was moved away bit by bit.

A gap was revealed, and then the gap opened wider and wider.

The imagined corpse in the coffin did not appear.

"Empty?" Song Changming opened the coffin lid halfway and let go, glancing inside.

At first glance, it seems empty.

There was no coffin and no precious burial objects.

This inevitably made him a little disappointed. After spending so much effort, he ended up showing him this

Somewhat unwillingly, he dug his head into the interior of the ancient coffin to conduct a more detailed observation to confirm whether there was anything missing.

But unfortunately, nothing was found.

The empty ancient coffin is clean and not stained by any dust.

"Whose coffin is this for? Who left this ancient tomb?" Song Changming was a little confused.

If the mountain ginseng essence on his body is correct and the ancient characters on the coffin come from four thousand years ago, then this ancient tomb and this coffin are most likely created four thousand years ago.

Neither he nor the few zombies stationed here before were just latecomers.

"For more than four thousand years, the owner of that ancient tomb must have been dead long ago," Song Changming said to himself.

He really didn't believe that anyone other than himself could live such a long and long life of more than four thousand years.

In this case, this ancient tomb should also be an ownerless place.

"Since it's a land of no one"

Just when Song Changming was about to put the entire coffin into his Qiankun bag, he suddenly had a whim.

"Will there be hidden compartments?"

He took out the cushion from under the ancient coffin. It was unknown what kind of material the golden silk cushion was made of. It had not shown any trace of corrosion or damage after more than four thousand years and was still as new as ever.

The wood under the mat is as smooth as a mirror, without any grooves or breaks.

Undoubtedly, there will be no so-called secret compartments of organs.

Just when Song Changming thought he was thinking too much, he suddenly noticed a hard object on the back of the lifted mat.

"There's really something!"

Song Changming was shocked and immediately tore a hole in the mat.

A piece of dark gray flat stone fell out.

"A piece of stone"

The stone is about half the size of a palm, looks slightly rough, and roughly looks like a moon wheel.

If you look carefully, you can see that there are many fracture marks on this piece of stone, like one of the fragments that broke off from a complete stone.

Song Changming picked up this stone piece and looked at it repeatedly.

Such a stone suddenly fell out of the neat and empty ancient coffin, which seemed a bit abrupt no matter how you looked at it.

Moreover, this stone fragment was still left in the mat, which clearly showed that it was stored there specially.

"So, what is this?" Song Changming held this stone piece. No matter how you looked at it, it was no different from an ordinary stone piece.

Rubbing it with his fingers, the surface of the stone flakes was rough. He applied a little force and no stone chips fell off.

Just like this ancient coffin, it is unknown what kind of stone it is made of, and its hardness is unimaginable.

"Isn't it an ordinary piece of stone?" Song Changming said secretly.

When he just used his mental perception to search, he didn't find any stone flakes.

Now that the stone piece was in front of him, he still used his mental power to perceive it, and found that this stone piece still did not exist in his spiritual world.

This was the first time this happened to him.

This is another unique feature of the stone flakes.

Song Changming subconsciously increased his mental power to cover his palms.

In the sea of ​​​​underworld, the little spiritual figure became more and more concentrated, releasing majestic spiritual power.

When his mental power strengthened to a certain extent, at a certain moment, the existence of the stone tablet finally appeared in his spiritual world.

Buzz!

The next moment, many scenes quickly passed before Song Changming's eyes, flashing by like a revolving lantern.

If he hadn't concentrated enough, he wouldn't have been able to capture the light and shadow of this moment.

A huge boulder appeared in the light and shadow.

The boulder itself is unremarkable, but it stands on an infinitely high mountain peak, as if it wants to connect with the sky.

Then he went back and forth and saw countless naked people worshiping the boulder, and gained strange abilities in it.

After that, a colorful thunder dragon descended from the sky and shattered the boulder.

The boulder split into pieces and turned into meteors all over the sky, falling from the peak and flying in all directions.

Countless creatures then frantically scrambled for these boulder fragments.

The complex lights and shadows, and the overlapping scenes and images rushed directly into Song Changming's mind, causing his brain to become somewhat confused.

It wasn't until he withdrew his spiritual power that he realized that the spiritual power in the underworld had been consumed tremendously in just a few moments.

Song Changming stared at the stone fragment in his hand in shock and took a deep breath.

"This thing has quite a lot of background!"

If what he expected was true, the stone piece in his hand was also one of the fragments after the huge stone exploded.

For the time being, his mental energy was consumed too much and he couldn't see any more light and shadow.

But no matter what, this piece of boulder fragment is still worthy of him taking it back and studying it carefully.

"Leave this place first." After putting the stone into the Qiankun bag, Song Changming also wanted to leave.

He had a fierce battle with the zombie and was exhausted. After that, he explored the stone, which was another wave of consumption.

If he continued to stay here, the strong Yin Qi here would not let him go.

And he was more worried that other zombies would come.

Before leaving, Song Changming looked at the ancient coffin again. He wanted to try to move it and put it into the Qiankun bag.

However, he could not move the ancient coffin, as if it was firmly embedded in the ground.

Seeing this, Song Changming gave up the idea and left.

In the future, if someone breaks into this ancient tomb again and sees the corpse transfer method on it, perhaps more zombies will be born.

But he can't control this matter.

"Changming!" Song Changping and Song Changan were relieved to see their little brother come out safely.

"Brother, let's go. We can't stay here for long." Song Changming said.

"Okay!"

The goal was achieved, and the three of them flew away without stopping.

The whole mountain became more and more gloomy and cold due to the dissipation of the Yin Qi in the ancient tomb. The nearby flowers, plants and trees died one after another after being exposed to the Yin Qi, and became a wasteland.

The villagers not far away returned here one after another. Seeing that the farmland had been destroyed and the flowers and plants had withered, they gave up all their thoughts, hurriedly packed up their things, and fled from here.

The young man named Ali looked at the mountain with Yin Qi from a distance and remained silent.

"Ali, what are you still standing there for? Let's go!" the old village chief shouted loudly.

Ali hesitated, and An Nai was eager to move, so he turned around and took the old village chief and left here with a bullock cart.

A few days later.

The Yin Qi here gathered more and more, and it also attracted many ghosts and monsters to occupy this place.

From a distance, this place looks like a ghost cave, extremely creepy.

On the other side, Song Changming and the other two have already left the Three Thousand Spiritual Mountains and returned to Yunzhou.

However, Song Changming did not return to the Cuibai Road he was familiar with immediately.

Instead, he went around looking for scholars in folk academies to solve his doubts, trying to completely analyze the method of corpse transfer, and must translate it clearly to prevent his brother from practicing it wrongly.

As for the military position of Cuibai Road, he had already asked for a long vacation.

Such a long vacation would not be approved normally, but perhaps because Song Changming had performed well in the army for more than a year, Xing Tiexin also took good care of him and agreed to his request this time.

Therefore, Song Changming had no worries this time.

It's just that the process of analyzing the formula was not too smooth.

After all, this is the ancient characters of Miaozhou four thousand years ago, and few folk scholars in Yunzhou can know it.

Perhaps he would have to go to Miaozhou to find a suitable translator, but Miaozhou was too far away from Yunzhou, and he would have to cross several states, which would take too long and give Song Changming a headache.

Somehow, he always felt that the stone tablet in his hand could help him.