Chapter 292 Taiyin Demon-Slaying Secret

"It seems that there were also living dead just now, similar to the 'Ningzhou hero'." Meng Qi said it out as he thought of it.

He had previously told Jiang Zhiwei everything about Yangxia and Maoling.

"Really?" Jiang Zhiwei asked subconsciously, "Could it be that the living dead of the Life and Death Sect are derived from this ancient method of concealing the secrets of heaven?"

Although Xijian Pavilion is not a Taoist sect, it has inherited one of the Seven Swords of Jietian and has the "Taishang Sword Sutra", which has a close relationship with Taoism. Therefore, Jiang Zhiwei did not directly say whether the Life and Death Sect would be one of the Taoist traditions of the Zhenwu Emperor. Besides, this method of concealing the secrets of heaven may not only be understood by the Zhenwu Emperor.

Seeing her, Ruan Yushu and Qi Zhengyan's slightly questioning eyes, Meng Qi nodded: "I'm not sure yet. If we meet again later, I'll try the 'Heaven-changing and Earth-strike Method'."

"We will protect you." Jiang Zhiwei said confidently.

Because he couldn't be sure whether it was a living dead, Meng Qi's Heaven-Changing and Earth-Strike Method might not be effective. If he was alone, he would not risk trying unless he was really desperate or had another way to escape. But now with Jiang Zhiwei, Qi Zhengyan and Ruan Yushu, even if he failed and suffered backlash, he would not fall into a desperate situation.

Qi Zhengyan sighed slightly: "I didn't expect that the 'Heaven-Changing and Earth-Strike Method' was so magical that it could awaken deep memories."

Who would have thought that a spiritual secret method that happened to be on the exterior line would have such an incredible use?

Even if it has almost no other effects, this alone is worth the good deeds required!

Hearing this, Meng Qi smiled and said: "Brother Qi, do you want to try it? Who knows, after awakening the deep memory, you will find that you are really my cousin? And it can also awaken the incomplete memories of past lives. Maybe you were still my cousin in the previous life? Really don't want to try it?"

Qi Zhengyan's face twitched, and he turned his head to look elsewhere, and his hand holding the dragon-patterned red gold sword tightened again and again.

Ruan Yushu observed the surroundings coldly, as if casually saying: "Aren't you always worried about Ananda? You can try it on yourself after you practice it."

"I can't awaken the incomplete memories of my past life reincarnation, I can only look for people with predestined relationships, entangled with many people in reincarnation, and awaken his memory fragments to stimulate myself and experience reincarnation again." Meng Qi looked like he was hit hard. Such a person is hard to find.

Jiang Zhiwei, who was thinking next to him, suddenly said: "It's a bit wrong. The living dead just now had a unique feeling of inner scene and outer scene. He must be a strong man at the level of outer scene, but he showed that he was not even as good as half a step of outer scene. He had no pressure and no power, and could only cause the spread of Yin fire, which was different from the Ningzhou hero."

"Yes, his body was also rotten." Meng Qi immediately recalled this point, and became more and more unsure of his judgment.

At this time, Jiang Zhiwei found that there was something left in the pit on the ground. He picked it up with a sword and found it was a jade pendant with an inscription.

It was infected by Yin Qi and mottled with gray and white.

"It's been a long time." The Ruan family was founded on the art of playing the zither, and the culture was flourishing, so Ruan Yushu was very good at identifying jade pendants.

The words on the jade pendant were similar to those in the main world. Although Meng Qi was confused, he still read it out:

"The Land of the Sun, Huanggang."

What a domineering name... Thinking of Huanggang, Meng Qi couldn't help but complain in his heart.

Everyone looked at each other, none of them knew the Land of the Sun and Huanggang, so they had to put away the jade pendant and check elsewhere.

"There are still small words in the coffin." After a while, Qi Zhengyan found a clue.

Meng Qi and others gathered around and found that there were words on both sides of the inner wall of the coffin. The right side of everyone was originally engraved with small seal characters, but they were all erased, and they could only barely recognize a few:

"... Sun... True Explanation..." Ruan Yushu whispered.

Jiang Zhiwei thought for a moment: "It should be a practice method."

Meng Qi turned his head to look at the other side, where there was a line of distorted and ugly words, similar to the words on the jade pendant:

"There are ghosts here, don't take anything!"

Every word was crooked, as if a person with uncontrollable hands had used up all his strength to write, which made Meng Qi feel cold.

From the text, it should be written by the living dead just now. How weird and terrifying is it to make a powerful person who communicates with heaven and earth say that there is a "ghost"?

"It was carved with fingernails, and carved while lying in the coffin." Jiang Zhiwei observed carefully for a while and made a judgment.

Ruan Yushu went further: "Each word is different, and the traces left on the coffin also have different degrees of decay. It must have taken more than a hundred years, and a stroke was carved every few years to form a word."

More than a hundred years, the years are separated... Meng Qi immediately had a picture in his mind, a living dead person imprisoned by evil spirits, lying quietly in the coffin, every ten years, or longer, he briefly recovered his consciousness or physical memory, relying on instinct or persistence, and carved words on the inner wall with his fingernails.

Each recovery time is very short, only one word or a few strokes can be carved, and the years have passed, and finally a warning to future generations has been left.

Such a scene, just thinking about it, makes Meng Qi and others shudder.

"Diquan Lingzhi." Ruan Yushu looked at the mustard ring, and his cold voice seemed deep and floating under the change of Yin Qi.

Meng Qi snorted: "Don't be afraid, anyway, it's all exchanged for the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation. If the 'evil ghost' has the ability, he can drag Him into the mausoleum!"

Besides, he still has the green lamp in front of the Buddha and the wound of the sky, which is difficult for evil to invade.

Everyone had a lot of experience and had even been to the Holy Mountain. How could they be easily frightened by evil spirits? They all nodded when they heard this.

Suddenly, Meng Qi patted the back of his right hand with his left hand: "I know why the living dead just now clearly had the realm of the outer scene, but couldn't even exert the strength of a half-step outer scene!"

Without waiting for Jiang Zhiwei and the others to speak, he said to himself: "He is a living dead, not a zombie. It is not that the longer time settles, the more powerful he will be. His body is slowly rotting and developing into a real dead person."

"After hundreds of years, he can still be at the current level. He must have been extremely powerful at the beginning."

"Yes, it has only been ten years since the Ningzhou hero'died." Jiang Zhiwei agreed.

After discussing for a while, the four continued to move forward, maintaining the previous formation.

After passing through this tomb, there was another corridor. There were no murals on both sides, and it was pale.

It became darker and darker as they walked. The light that had come from nowhere before completely disappeared. The darkness in Meng Qi's eyes was deep, and he could only rely on the magic of opening his eyes to barely identify the way.

Qi Zhengyan took out a fire starter and lit it. The light appeared, and a gust of cold wind came out of nowhere and blew it out.

For several consecutive times, Meng Qi and others changed several methods, but no matter how they covered and blocked it, the fire starter would go out. In the end, it didn't even burn!

"Be careful." Meng Qi said in a deep voice, "Heaven's Wound" was wrapped with lightning, illuminating the way ahead.

Thunder snakes rose and fell, and the front was dim and bright, and it felt even more eerie.

"There is a large tomb ahead." Meng Qi recalled the contents on the map.

As soon as the voice fell, under the silver-white light, the end of the corridor appeared in front of him. It was a tightly closed stone door with ancient seal characters written on it.

"Under the Nine Springs." Jiang Zhiwei read it, and the Baihong Piercing the Sun Sword in her hand did not tremble at all.

Ruan Yushu pursed her lips. As a little girl, she was still a little scared deep in her heart.

Meng Qi's "Heaven's Wound" crossed his chest, and his left hand pushed open the stone door with the sheath and sword.

A heavy zaza sounded, sharp and piercing, and a faint silver-white light shone from the tomb.

Through the half-open stone door, Meng Qi saw a magnificent tomb, which was like a palace. The dome above was not made of stone, but a series of water curtains, with a constant gurgling sound, flowing out of thin air.

There is a strange jade tablet in the center of the palace, shining with the moonlight, reflecting the water curtain above, making the whole tomb chamber like a dream.

There are tiny characters engraved on the jade tablet, only a few characters are slightly larger, which seem to be the title.

"The True Secret of Taiyin Demon-Slaying." Jiang Zhiwei, who was standing shoulder to shoulder with Meng Qi, also saw the jade tablet and read out the larger ancient seal characters.

"It sounds like one of the skills left by the Great Emperor Zhenwu." Meng Qi thought of the title of the Great Emperor Zhenwu "Nine Heavens Demon-Slaying Ancestor" from the word "Dangmo".

Although it is definitely not the best part, the Great Emperor Zhenwu is such a great person, and the skills left behind must have a good view even if they are not good enough!

Ruan Yushu said calmly: "I haven't seen any records."

"Maybe it has been lost in ancient times." Qi Zhengyan guessed.

Although it was a guess, Meng Qi felt that there was certainty in his words.

The four of them stepped into the tomb and walked directly to the jade tablet engraved with "The True Secret of Taiyin Demon-Slaying".

The moonlight rippled, and the whole tomb looked like a moon palace.

Behind Meng Qi and others, a "moonlight" twisted and suddenly turned into a human figure, with loose hair and claws on both hands, rushing towards Qi Zhengyan, the last one.

The hands of the person who came were pale, and the nails were extremely long, condensing the moonlight and bringing extreme cold.

Before the claws, the ice condensed, the storm whistled, and the snowflakes fluttered, which not only interfered with the vision, but also seemed to freeze the soul and cut the body.

When the "moonlight figure" rushed out, the green lamp in front of the Buddha on Meng Qi's chest swayed, and he turned around and slashed.

The knife was like lightning, extremely fast, and it had already been chopped between the claws when I saw it just now.

Bang!

The thunder burst out, shattering the ice, and Qi Zhengyan's long sword was like a dragon, carrying the deep cold that froze this place, and stabbed the brow of the person who came.

Jiang Zhiwei took a step forward and first defended Ruan Yushu, and the long sword swung warm wind to resist the extreme cold.

Ruan Yushu played the "Rebirth and Liberation Mantra", which sounded pleasant to the ears, like Zen music and Taoist chanting.

The "Moonlight Figure" seemed to be alive and dead, and was another living dead person, with a rotten neck, and the strength he exerted was roughly equivalent to that of a half-step outside scene.

Hearing the sound of the piano, he suddenly slowed down when he was about to blend into the moonlight and launch a surprise attack.

Seizing the opportunity, Meng Qi's temperament changed, bringing with him the strange charm of gods and demons, blending with the world, looking down at the cycle of reincarnation from a high position.

A deep and waveless sea appeared, with golden light hidden deep, like collected sunlight, and black fog filled the surroundings, covering and binding everything.

Meng Qi tried his best to awaken the fragments of memory.

The waves rose and fell, and the golden light jumped, trying to break free from the black fog.

Suddenly, the black fog sank and turned into a figure, wearing a black robe, a flat crown, with a gaunt face, deep eyes, and turned his head to look at Meng Qi.

Just this one glance, Meng Qi's head felt like it was struck by lightning, the pain was so severe that he screamed, blood spurted out of his nose, his ears buzzed, and he could no longer sense the sea of ​​his mind!

"Emperor Zhenwu?"