The author of the book "The Book of the Dead"

Chapter 108: My ancestors were like me, so I took the world for myself.

The northern swallows fly south, and when they reach Mount Li, they turn sharply and land, like a black bird landing on a majestic dark blue mountain.

Liang Yue transformed into a human form, stepped on the ground, and put on a talisman that could allow him to escape underground.

Inside the tomb passage, there stands a yin-yang strange stone with the words "Lihentian" written on it.

"too heavy."

The Yin-Yang Stone is the main body of the cave world. Theoretically, the cave world can be moved as long as the Yin-Yang Stone is moved.

Liang Yue did have this idea, but the Yin-Yang Stone was extremely heavy, about ten tons, and could not fit into the storage space, so he gave up.

It was dark and gloomy inside the cave.

Only Zhu Yingtai's coffin lay quietly here. Liang Yue took out the Taia compass and summoned the sun, the breeze, and the river water.

The entire Lihentian is like the world of the living.

Liang Yue sat on a high platform, overlooking the monotonous pottery figurines and horses.

"Decorate this place later."

This place will be isolated from the world for a long time and serve as a place for corpses to be refined.

The scenery is better, which is at least good for your health.

Liang Yue opened the third eye and learned the method of cultivation.

The first thing is to have the bloodline of the Heavenly Eye, and then to build a nine-story pagoda.

"Futu" means pagoda. People think it is a Buddhist term, but it is not. It is a word of the feathered people of Bashu.

The first floor of the pagoda is three zhang high, and the ninth floor is twenty-seven zhang high.

Practitioners stand at the top of the tower and absorb enough of the sun's essence before they can practice supernatural powers.

"A tower of 27 meters high must rely on secular power."

One cannot build a pagoda by oneself, and must rely on worldly power.

Whether it is building a pagoda or obtaining materials for spiritual practice, it cannot be separated from the secular power.

There are many annotations below the Heavenly Eye Cultivation Method, which indeed causes the body to age rapidly, and has the effect of accelerating the time of the physical body.

"It should also be able to improve my destiny." Liang Yue thought.

If this is true, then we can be more proactive in this world, spread our military power throughout the world, and pave the way for the human-immortal era in the future.

Use magic appropriately without exposing your identity on a large scale.

The time required for the body to transform after death in the second life is one hundred years, plus the time spent in seclusion in his later years, it is more than one hundred and twenty years.

The legends about immortals left by our ancestors have been tested for more than a hundred years. Later generations have not seen a true immortal in a hundred years. Coupled with the development of martial arts, the so-called deeds of immortals will become a laughing stock.

Liang Yue turned over the other parchments.

Other parchments either record ancient events or the insights of Li’s ancestors in practicing martial arts.

"There is no method to remove the Heavenly Eye bloodline. It seems I can only study it myself."

Liang Yue was not interested and was casually flipping through the remaining materials. Suddenly, he saw a spell called the Twelve-fold Magic Prohibitions, as well as various refined metal and stone techniques.

It turned out to be a technique for refining equipment.

"Item refining..."

Liang Yue's eyes gradually brightened.

Don’t they want the Six Treasures of the Heavenly Master? In the future, they will create some magical weapons and pretend to be the Six Treasures of the Heavenly Master, or pretend to be some famous magical weapons in ancient times.

The bloody storms in the martial arts world are always inseparable from the bloody struggle for treasures.

Liang Yue organized his thoughts a little, then walked out of the cave, transformed into a swallow and flew to the Southern Dynasty.

There are signs of division in the Northern Dynasties, so let the Hu people kill each other for a few years.

The swallows flew all the way to Kuaiji.

Occasionally he comes down the mountain and transforms into a tiger to hunt.

At the foot of Kuaiji Mountain.

In the early morning, the mountain fog has not yet dissipated, and the mist is hazy. The mountains are hidden in the misty white fog, and the towering mountain shadows look like ancient monsters.

A white-haired old man walked up the mountain. The old man had a goatee, a thin face, and eyes full of wisdom. He was carrying a basket filled with various sacrificial items.

It is a paradise on earth with colorful fallen leaves, red leaves floating in the stream, and small fish seem to be swimming in the air.

In the peach blossom forest, there stands a solitary grave, with weeds growing on top of it.

Bao Zhao pushed away the dust and revealed a few words from his master Xie Lingyun.

Xie Lingyun had two disciples in total, Liang Ren and himself, who were also the second and third generation leaders.

Today is the anniversary of Xie Lingyun's death, and Bao Zhao came to pay his respects.

After twenty years, I visited my master again.

He cut the weeds, placed offerings, and lit incense and candles.

Looking at the lonely and silent grave and recalling the voice and appearance of the deceased, Bao Zhao felt a little touched.

"The long river has rolled up thousands of years of history, and two candles are fading to illuminate the old stele... Master, our great master has returned, and is about to rectify the chaos, settle the history, and restore the reputation of our predecessors."

Bao Zhao poured a pot of old wine.

thump…….

Suddenly, the swallow fell down and transformed into a Taoist priest wearing a mask.

Liang Yue took off his mask, walked forward and looked at the tombstone.

"Spiritual luck..."

The little brat who thought highly of himself, the young man with a cold face but a warm heart, the middle-aged scholar who silently protected Liuzhuang, the historian of the Xiaoyao Sect... have now become a lonely grave.

"The matter between Miss Heyun and the Longxi Li family was discovered by Master back then. Unfortunately, Master was unable to meet Miss Heyun until his death."

"It's in the past."

Xie Lingyun and Liu Yifeng are the same age. When they were young, they both had a crush on He Yun, and Liang Yue had already seen it.

Later, He Yun married Liu Yifeng and fled to Jiankang. Xie Lingyun never mentioned this in his life.

Liang Yue sometimes couldn't help but wonder, what would have been the outcome if He Yun had chosen Xie Lingyun?

But it's just a thought. He Yun and Yi Fu love each other, so there is no reason for them to interfere in the life affairs of their descendants.

After Bao Zhao finished his worship, he waited silently in the forest.

"Let's go."

Liang Yue turned around and went down the mountain.

Less than half an hour after the two men went down the mountain, another old man came here.

Looking at the cold candles and leftover wine on the floor, Liang Xin was stunned for a while.

"Has anyone been here?"

In previous years, people came here to worship by themselves, but this year there are newlyweds coming.

Later generations did not know about this tomb. In order to avoid thieves digging up his grave, Xie Lingyun's tomb in the Xie clan land was just a cenotaph, and his real body was buried here.

It should be an old friend.

Who is it?

Liang Xin couldn't figure it out for a long time.

……

Outside the city of Kuaiji, a young man rode a white horse, his face was weather-beaten and his white clothes were covered in dust.

Looking at the gate of the fortress not far away, Liang Yan said with emotion: "This place is not bad as a burial place."

Unlike his previous condition, Liang Yan's face was frighteningly pale, as if he had a serious illness or was poisoned.

In fact, it is really poisonous.

Liang Yan did not travel on a whim, but because he found himself poisoned, and the poison had penetrated deep into his internal organs, and even gods could not save him. So he found an excuse to go out, see the mountains and rivers, and find a place to die alone.

My family and parents had high expectations of me. I had worked hard to improve myself since I was a child, and my reputation as a child prodigy spread far and wide. In my early twenties, I was already a top-notch master and the pillar of the Liang family.

He didn't want to make his parents sad, so he planned to die in obscurity, a playboy who wandered around the world and didn't want to go home.

As he was speaking, Liang Yan coughed violently and spat out a mouthful of black blood.

The time is almost up.

As for the poisoning incident, Liang Yan already had a candidate in mind, who should be the Lin family of Wujun or the Xiao family of Lanling.

They possess the alchemy skills of the Taiping Dao, and perhaps they have developed a colorless and odorless poison that can poison themselves without anyone noticing.

There was a huge conflict between the Lanling Xiao family and the Kuaiji Xiao family. The Kuaiji Xiao family was allied with the Liang family, so they were willing to take action against themselves and could not bear to see the Liang family prosper.

"It should be that they bribed the palace servants at the previous palace banquet, or they cooperated with the royal family."

Liang Yan was very smart and quickly guessed the general situation based on clues.

This group of people still did not let go of those who were descendants of Liu Yifeng, and used all kinds of tricks both overtly and covertly.

At this moment, Liang Yan turned his head suddenly and saw several figures in the distance heading towards the back mountain at a very fast speed.

"who is it?"

Could it be that the people from those families wanted to dig up the tomb of Emperor Gaozu?

"Again!"

Liang Yan was filled with rage and rode his horse to chase after him, regardless of his injuries.

"Where to go!"

Liang Yan had pale golden skin and was invulnerable to swords and guns. He put on steel boxing gloves and started fighting with the man in black.

The men in black were very surprised. They were only following orders to conduct surveillance, but unexpectedly they ran into Liang's people.

The Vajra Indestructible Kung Fu makes one invulnerable to swords and spears, and his magical fist has infinite power.

The man in black didn't dare to get close and fight easily.

After two rounds of fighting, three people died.

However, Liang Yan was too weak. After a short while, he quickly fell into a disadvantage.

Even so, Liang Yan did not retreat. At worst he would die in battle, but he would never let the enemy set foot into Liuzhuang.

At this time, Liang Yue and Bao Zhao just arrived and saw this scene.

Needless to say, the man who was fighting with everyone should be the direct descendant of the Liang family.

"This person should be Liang Yan, the Liang family's Qilin son."

Bao Zhao was far away in Mount Lushan, and he had also heard of Liang Yan's reputation.

"He has a good personality." Liang Yue nodded secretly. Although he was seriously injured, he refused to give up his ancestral land.

As he was speaking, Liang Yan spat out a large mouthful of blood and fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string.

"Help me."

Liang Yue pointed his finger and the flying sword beheaded the man in black. At the same time, he used his lightness skills to move forward, holding a three-foot sword in his hand. His figure was like a butterfly flying through flowers, and he took care of the last two people cleanly and neatly.

Liang Yan opened his eyes hazily before falling into coma, just in time to see Liang Yue killing someone with a sword.

"What a young master..."

After saying that, he completely fainted.

When I woke up, I was already deep in Wutong Garden.

Liang Yan slowly opened his eyes, only to feel the blinding sunlight. He was unable to adapt for a moment, and it took him a long time to regain his vision.

It seemed like there were people surrounding him.

The toxins in the body seem to be cleansed.

The people around him included Senior Li Hongwen, his younger brother Li Hu, a young man who looked very much like him, and an old man he didn't recognize.

The young man who looks very much like a descendant of the Liang family should be a master in cultivation, and his aptitude is truly terrifying.

"Awake? Liang Yan." Liang Yue said with a smile.

"Senior Hongwen, Xiaohu, this is..." Liang Yan slowly stood up and saluted everyone.

"This is Senior Lingbao, and this is Senior Bao Zhao." Li Hongwen introduced Liang Yan.

"It turns out to be Senior Bao Zhao!" Liang Yan suddenly realized and looked at Bao Zhao with respect.

Bao Zhao, one of the three great literati in the early Song Dynasty, is still alive. Bao Zhao and Emperor Gaozu Liang Yue lived from the same era. Seeing an old friend suddenly gave me a feeling of witnessing history.

The four of them sat down in the pavilion.

Talking about the government and current affairs, Liang Yan also explained to everyone the reasons why the Liang family moved collectively that year.

When dynasties change, if a family wants to survive, they either have to completely withdraw from the world or get close to the core of the court and firmly grasp power.

"Why did someone poison you?" Li Hongwen asked.

"The existence of Emperor Gaozu makes those who use his achievements and martial arts to embellish themselves feel uneasy. Only when the Liang family is wiped out can they sleep peacefully." Liang Yan smiled coldly.

"Senior Hongwen, was the destruction of the Tan and Xu families caused by you?"

"That's right. Above the Grandmaster level is the Xiantian realm. With the help of Senior Lingbao, I have also broken through the Xiantian realm."

Next, Li Hongwen demonstrated a method of releasing internal force.

"What great martial arts!" Liang Yan clapped his hands in admiration.

The young man was so powerful that he stood up and thanked him again.

"No need." Liang Yue took out a bottle of pills from his pocket.

"This is an innate precious pill. If the Grandmaster takes one, he will have a chance to break through the Ren and Du meridians. Here is the method to break through the meridians."

After many days of research, Liang Yue has developed a breakthrough method that does not require the use of true qi to protect the meridians.

"Thank you... Senior." Liang Yan said the word "senior" with difficulty, and then couldn't help asking, "Senior, are you a member of the Liang family? Why do you look so much like someone from our Liang family?"

Liang Yan thought of his father Liang Zheng. Could it be... or the descendants of an ancestor who was left behind?

Bao Zhao standing by almost laughed out loud. It was the first time he heard someone say that an ancestor looked like his grandson.

"I guess so." Liang Yue thought for a while and said.

Liang Yan cultivated himself for a while and also asked for many tips on the Vajra Indestructible Skill.

Liang Yue answered fluently.

Liang Yan found that this person's martial arts attainments were terrifyingly high, and the reason why he was unknown before was probably because he followed Senior Bao Zhao in seclusion in his early years and only came out in recent years.

The Liang family’s children are indeed full of geniuses.

This is a sign of the Liang family's prosperity.

"Let's go back. It's getting late. Hand over the things to Mingzhi quickly." Li Hongwen said.

"Okay, see you guys later!"

Liang Yan was certain that Liang Yue was a member of the Liang family, so he didn't say much about them living in Liuzhuang.

Looking at Liang Yan's departing back.

Liang Yue fell into deep thought.

This boy is good. Perhaps the matter of the Nine-Storied Pagoda can be handed over to him.

After Liang Yan left, Li Hongwen said indignantly:

"This is too much. It's been so long, and they still won't let the Liang family go."

"The man is innocent unless he is in possession of a treasure. The existence of the Liang family is a thorn in their hearts, and they wish they could remove it," Bao Zhao said.

Liu Yifeng's eldest son disappeared, and Xu Xianzhi and Xie Hui died.

Only the Liang family's heritage was intact, so naturally they became a thorn in the eye.

A gentle breeze blew through the parasol trees.

"Our friendship is over, I will take the world for myself." After a while, Liang Yue suddenly spoke.

To settle accounts for future generations and to vindicate the predecessors.

In this life, it is the turn of the Liang family’s descendants to fight.

(End of this chapter)