Chen Luo did not stay in the Qionghua Sect for long. After a simple rest for three days, he left Tiannan Region and returned to the upper realm.
The flower-backed turtle did not leave with him. After regaining some "archaeological" experience from Chen Luo, his confidence increased greatly. He planned to go back to seclusion for a while to update his "Life Turtle Dragon Hunting Technique" to see if he could find a way to crack the tracking of the immortal masters.
Tianqing Realm.
Chen Luo took great effort to find the realm where the mysterious old ghost was imprisoned among many realms.
When he entered this area again, Chen Luo felt a strong aura of death.
These dead airs were like substances, filling the sky and the earth, leaving this area without any living creatures. There were no green plants on the ground, and the exposed ground was all bare black stones. The sea water was also dark brown, without even a fish in it.
The sky was also covered with dark clouds and thunder was roaring.
From time to time, arcs of electricity would penetrate the clouds and strike the rocks on the distant mountains, forming a lotus-shaped electric grid.
"I have completely turned into a Jedi."
As soon as Chen Luo landed on the ground, a bolt of lightning struck down from the sky, and the twisted arc of lightning passed through his body, bringing up a lot of white smoke. This ordinary thunder was no longer a threat to Chen Luo. After obtaining the brain of the immortal ancestor Zi Tiangang, Chen Luo's thunder method was close to perfection, and neither Yin thunder nor Yang thunder could cause him any harm.
Spreading his spiritual sense, Chen Luo walked forward for a while.
In a collapsed valley, a downward passage was found. Almost all the dead air in this area escaped from this passage.
He pressed his right hand on the stone, and the thunder surging around him instantly gathered here.
Dozens of thunderbolts struck him, but they were all transferred to his palms by Chen Luo's magical power. The power extended along the stone surface, and the passage that originally seemed to be going down normally turned into a cave that went straight up.
Walking into the passage, a familiar cave appeared before our eyes.
Even after more than eight thousand years, there hasn't been much change here. It's still the same as when we last met.
The feet stepped on the black rock ground, making a clear sound.
Chen Luo summoned Qiu Yuan's brain, and his aura became exactly the same as Qiu Yuan's when he was alive. He walked to the place where he had traded with the mysterious man eight thousand years ago. At that time, the world of cultivation collapsed, and it was here that he completed the transaction with the mysterious man.
Dead?
Chen Luo searched around but did not find the familiar figure.
After observing the stone wall for a while, Chen Luo took out a shovel from the cave gourd and started digging at the stone wall. In just a few moments, Chen Luo dug out an iron chain.
Compared with its appearance eight thousand years ago, the iron chain now looks tattered, with rust all over its surface, and even the array patterns engraved on the chain are damaged.
Chen Luo put the shovel aside, reached out to pick up the chain, and pulled it back hard.
Crash!!
Large pieces of rubble rolled down, and a skinny skeleton was pulled out from the rubble by him.
This person was the mysterious man who had made a deal with Chen Luo eight thousand years ago, and was also an old enemy. However, judging from his current state, he was most likely dead. The death energy that Chen Luo had sensed outside before had all escaped from this body.
“What a shame.”
Chen Luo put down the chain, walked forward and put his hand on the other's head.
No feedback.
"What are you doing."
Under the palm of his hand, the skinny corpse opened its eyes. As the sound rang out, the death energy that had escaped from the surroundings flowed back into the corpse like a tide, and the body that was originally dry and skinny became fuller with the naked eye, and even the gray hair returned to its original state.
The iron chains that bound him regained their luster.
The rust on the chains faded away, the half-destroyed array pattern regained its luster, and the chains straightened again, returning to the familiar scene in memory.
"I haven't seen you for so many years, I want to say hello."
Chen Luo withdrew his hand expressionlessly, and took out the incense and magic weapon from the cave gourd.
"This is what we agreed on. See if there are any problems."
Looking at the rusty iron knife in Chen Luo's hand, which seemed to be broken at any time, the mysterious man fell silent. This kind of broken knife that would break at the touch was too difficult to use to scrape the feet. It was not the "incense magic weapon" he wanted at all.
"I thought you forgot"
Sensing the familiar aura of hatred from Chen Luo, the mysterious man was silent for a long time before speaking.
Eight thousand years!
He never thought that this guy, who seemed to be the reincarnation of a grudge, could postpone the transaction time to eight thousand years later. That is, his body is still bound by iron chains, otherwise he would have said a few words to express his excitement.
"Chen has always kept his promises and never forgets what he promised to others."
Chen Luo now has only one question in his mind, why this sealed old guy can be seen again, but the things he buried in the emperor's tomb cannot be dug out.
Is the time and space where Jiegu lived real?
“.”
The mysterious man did not say anything. Only after confirming the aura of hatred from Chen Luo once again did he suppress his anger.
He had some things to do later, and he had to cooperate with his enemies to complete them. There were too few strong people in this world, and those who were above the level of Hedao were even rarer. Apart from those hostile strong people, there were only a few people who could cooperate with him. He didn't want to offend Chen Luo, his helper, because of something that had already happened.
"What method did you use just now? And how did you survive until now?"
Chen Luo decided to take this opportunity to have a good chat with this old guy.
"The art of faking death. As for your lifespan, when you get back your memories before reincarnation, you will naturally understand what's going on." The old man was not in a good mood. After taking the incense and magic weapons sent by Chen Luo, his mood became even worse.
His original plan was to borrow the incense and divine weapons from the holy temple to help him cut off the soul-locking chains on his body. Now that he had the knife, it was undoubtedly a pipe dream to want to use it to cut off the soul-locking chains.
But fortunately, he did not put all his hopes on Chen Luo.
After eight thousand years of no contact, he naturally had a backup plan for himself. Ding Mao, who was trapped in the secret cave of Qionghua Sect, was the backup plan he left for himself. Ding Mao's being trapped was also arranged by him.
Bang!
The incense weapon chopped on the iron chain, and the blade shattered into countless pieces like tofu dregs.
The chain is intact.
The mysterious old man threw the hilt of the knife aside with a look of disgust.
You shouldn't have any expectations!
"You also used the knife. The deal between us is reached. I wonder if the secret of the great heavenly tribulation you told me before still counts." Chen Luo saw the opportunity and walked over. He had never forgotten this matter.
For Chen Luo, the Tribulation Realm was not an unattainable realm. It might not be long before he would enter this realm. He had to find a way to continue the inheritance that was cut off by the Immortal Cultivation World.
It's a pity that I couldn't find the brain.
A trace of regret flashed across Chen Luo's eyes.
An old monster who can survive to this day must know many secrets in his mind, which are what Chen Luo urgently needs. His brain is too old, and many of his concepts and cognitions are different from those in the current world of immortal cultivation. Just like Brother Changqing, when Chen Luo was exploring the foundation-building and pill-forming methods, Brother Changqing actually asked him to find the ninth-level spiritual vein!
This kind of spiritual vein, which is almost a legend in the world of immortal cultivation, he had never seen in the classics. But Brother Changqing actually thought it was natural, which made Chen Luo not think about the problem for a long time.
"You are still as shameless as you were back then." The mysterious old man glanced at Chen Luo, and the anger that he had suppressed with great difficulty rose up again.
This was not what he had originally planned.
If Chen Luo had come as agreed, he would not have been trapped here for eight thousand years.
"Don't worry, I'm not you."
After saying that, he sat back in his original position and began to tell Chen Luo the secret of the great catastrophe.
"This place has an upper limit. If you want to survive the great heavenly tribulation, you must go to a place where monks who survive the tribulation are allowed to exist."
"What's the meaning?"
"Literally."
The mysterious old man looked at Chen Luo's expression and a smile appeared on his face.
Finally we managed to get a victory back.
"The immortal world you are in now is just a cemetery divided by people. It is not the real immortal world. Everything here is incomplete, such as the immortality method, the pure yang method, the yang thunder, etc."
"A cemetery?"
Chen Luo reacted immediately.
"The cemetery of the Immortal Emperor Changqing." The mysterious old man gave the answer directly.
Chen Luo frowned and pondered, feeling something was wrong.
He had been inside the Emperor's Tomb when it was still in the Tiannan Region, and part of Brother Changqing's brain is still in him. After coming to the upper realm, Chen Luo paid the most attention to rumors related to the Emperor's Tomb.
Many first-level Taoist sects in the upper realm know about the emperor's tomb. The most famous incident was that the Baixian Cave sect robbed the tomb, which eventually led to the destruction of the sect and the death of all the people.
Since then, the emperor's tomb has become taboo.
No one explores anymore.
The world of immortal cultivation is also separated from the tomb of the emperor. Except for those realms with entrances to the tomb of the emperor, other places are normal worlds. They have their own inheritance and immortal methods, and the immortal cultivators living here also have their own ways. It is inevitably a bit unreasonable to say that all these areas are the tomb of the emperor, especially the core area where the upper nine sects are located.
"When ordinary people enclose a cemetery, they will mark out a piece of land. Some of this land is used to grow green plants, some is used to erect tombstones, and the remaining part is where the dead sleep. But whether it is a tombstone or a place to grow green plants, they are all part of the cemetery."
"What about the Upper Nine Sects?"
"Gravekeeper."
The mysterious old man took out a wooden box from the side and took out a booklet from it. (End of this chapter)
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