Dusk Returns to the Ruined Building

Manghuang is a vast and desolate land, with numerous ferocious beasts and birds living in the poor mountains and bad waters, and poisonous miasma in the deep mountains and old forests. For thousands of years, there have been countless legends about mountain spirits and wild monsters, which people enjoy talking about and widely circulate.

Tianzang Mountain, located in the northwest corner of Manghuang land, is a dangerous peak that towers into the clouds. On the north side of Tianzang Mountain is a cliff, connecting the sky above and the earth below, just like a mountain split by a sky axe. This is one of the sides.

At the top of the Tianzang Mountain, the wind is cold all year round and no grass grows. In the middle stands a huge black stone with the words "天葬" carved on it. The handwriting is old and it is unknown who did it. There is a cave next to the stone. The entrance of the cave is shrouded in mist and the cave exudes a cold and chilly air from inside to outside. No one knows how deep the cave is.

As night fell and the wind was cold, a faint light flashed on the top of the Tianzang Mountain, and Shen Yichen appeared out of thin air. The scene in front of him really scared him. He moved to the leeward side of the boulder and looked at his tattered Taoist robe, which was covered with scattered large and small round holes. It was almost blown to pieces by the wind on the top of the mountain. Shen Yichen cursed: "Master, Master, is there anyone who would cheat his apprentice like this? Has anyone ever seen a beggar begging on the top of a mountain!"

Shen Yichen looked up at the sky, but couldn't see any stars. "Didn't Master say that there is a stargazing mountain somewhere where I can watch the stars? Why did you teleport me here?"

Shen Yichen vaguely remembered that when he was walking down the Stargazing Mountain, he encountered a formation, a vortex appeared, and he was teleported here.

He was thinking: "Will I be teleported to another place if I go down the mountain from another place? What a bad start! What bad luck!"

Shen Yichen calmed his thoughts and began to look around, thinking about how to get down the mountain.

Everyone has curiosity, whether they are ordinary mortals or practitioners, and many things in the world are ruined by this damn curiosity.

Shen Yichen looked at the dark cave next to the stone, turned around and walked out from behind the stone, cautiously wanting to go forward to take a look at what was inside. When his head just reached the entrance of the cave and was about to take a look, a powerful suction force in the cave instantly pulled him down.

"Ah!" The heart-wrenching howl echoed in the empty deep cave, making Shen Yichen even more horrified.

Listening to the whistling sound of air beside his ears, after a brief panic, Shen Yichen calmed his mind, used the Holy Emperor Technique to stabilize his descent speed, looked around and saw nothing but darkness, and activated his palm. A dark green ball of light appeared out of thin air. The rock walls around the cave were bare and emitting a black gas. Shen Yichen tried to touch it, but the black gas was highly corrosive. During the descent, he tried his best to avoid it.

He didn't know how long it had been, nor how deep he had descended. The surroundings began to gradually widen, and Shen Yichen felt that he had reached the bottom. He controlled his power and stood steadily. He increased the power of his palms, instantly illuminating the entire cave.

This is a closed three-dimensional circular cave, probably located in the belly of the mountain. Its shape is similar to the felt tent of the northern nomads. It is surrounded by the same stones as the cave above, emitting corrosive black gas. Several white bones are scattered on the ground and the surrounding rock walls. It seems that they are very old.

Shen Yichen looked down at his feet, then immediately flew up and landed on the ground.

"Sorry! Sorry! It's not my intention. Please forgive me for disturbing you!" Shen Yichen said as he kowtowed. It turned out that he was standing on a bronze sarcophagus.

This scene made his bones shiver and his hair stand on end! Shen Yichen quickly flew up and tried to go back through the cave he came from above, but when he approached the cave entrance, the strong corrosive aura forced him back to the ground. Shen Yichen was unwilling to give up and continued to test with more strength. After half an hour, he was exhausted and discouraged, "I can't go up, I can't go up!" He laughed at himself.

Looking at the white bones around him, "Oh my god! I won't die here, will I?" Shen Yichen shuddered at the thought.

He didn't dare to delay any longer and looked around for a way out.

It's late at night.

"Master, Master, is this disciple going to fail in his mission?"

Shen Yichen's tone was full of helplessness and sadness. Because he activated the sea of ​​consciousness through the Xuanxu Chenxiao Jue and detected that the entire cave was surrounded by a formation, which was connected to the Tianzang Mountain through black rocks. This was similar to the formation around the seven-colored fairy grass, but the energy of this formation should be the magic formula of the magic way.

"It's over, it's over, I will definitely be buried here! Sky burial, is this what sky burial means? This death is too miserable!" Shen Yichen said to himself.

"I wanted to enjoy the prosperity of the world, but ended up being buried in the sky! Master, oh master, is the formation of Guanxing Mountain designed to trap its own people?" Shen Yichen was really bold and even wanted to laugh at himself.

Turn your eyes to the bronze sarcophagus, this is the only thing missing from the entire cave.

Shen Yichen walked around the sarcophagus quietly for several times. The sarcophagus was surrounded by carvings of demonic patterns with bared fangs and claws, which looked like a dragon, but neither. It looked very scary. Shen Yichen had never seen one before. The carving on the coffin lid should be a totem, shaped like a peng bird, and lifelike.

Shen Yichen used his internal energy to try to push open the coffin lid, but no matter how hard he tried, it was of no use. He felt very strange because he could not sense any breath coming from the sarcophagus. But why was there no corrosive breath from the black stone in the cave around the sarcophagus?

Shen Yichen then sat cross-legged, a dark green light flashed around him, and he activated his spiritual sense in his sea of ​​consciousness to detect the situation inside the sarcophagus. However, what he didn't expect was that his spiritual sense could not enter the sarcophagus. There was no formation around the sarcophagus. Shen Yichen felt that it was not that his spiritual sense could not enter, but that his spiritual sense seemed to be insufficient in power.

"Could it be that spiritual consciousness also has different levels of strength? The old Taoist priest never taught me this!" Shen Yichen said to himself.

He tried to concentrate all his spiritual consciousness in his sea of ​​consciousness to one point and approached the sarcophagus again. This time his spiritual consciousness actually went in. After resisting stubbornly for a while, he was defeated. At this time, Shen Yichen was already sweating profusely, but he had a happy look on his face, as if he had found a way to let his spiritual consciousness enter the sarcophagus.

He was seen sitting cross-legged, actually practicing the Xuanxu Chenxiao Jue here. He wanted to practice to expand his sea of ​​consciousness and enhance his energy. He had not practiced this technique for more than three years, and he thought it was normal that his sea of ​​consciousness did not change without practicing. In fact, even if he had not practiced the Xuanxu Chenxiao Jue, his sea of ​​consciousness would have grown with the increase of his cultivation. It's just that his increased energy was sucked away, and he didn't know it.

In the dark cave, next to the mysterious bronze sarcophagus, Shen Yichen was practicing silently. What will this unknown and dangerous place bring him?

Everything in the world, if it stays in a familiar environment for a long time, will worry about gain and loss, and will not think about danger! The same is true for spiritual practice.

Thirteen years ago, Xuantian Pavilion sent a message to the world of cultivation: "The world is in chaos, good and evil will become one". Thirteen years later, the world of cultivation is still dull and there has been no change, which makes many people doubt the authenticity and authority of Xuantian Pavilion.

A few days ago, Xuantian Pavilion sent a message to the cultivation world without any warning, and this time it was still eight words: "When blood drips from the sky burial, the Demon Emperor will wake up."

The last time the message was sent, the cultivation world was buzzing with excitement, but this time it fell on deaf ears and did not stir up any waves in the cultivation world.

However, it's not that no one is paying attention to the news of Xuantian Pavilion, for example: the Ji family, the leader of the righteous path, and the Mingmo Sect.

At the Ji family's ancestral land, Ji Qingfeng, the current patriarch of the Ji family, bowed and said to the inside of the ancestral land: "Xuantian Pavilion has sent a message, 'When blood drips from the sky burial, the Demon Emperor will wake up!'" After that, he turned and left.

In the back mountain of Mingmo Sect, "Haha, it's been a thousand years, and our emperor is coming back again!" The ecstatic voice disappeared in the breeze.