Way of Choices

He has read Dao Zang since childhood, and there are iron rulers in the book. After entering Zhouling, Chen Changsheng could search all the treasures and instruments in the nine stone chambers, but never thought of any way to open this black stone coffin, although it is said that it is most likely to hide his most precious heritage. Similarly, Xu Yourong, based on the respect for the people in the coffin, did not propose so.

Hearing Xu Yourong's words at this time, he realized that even if he had previously wanted to open the black kiln sarcophagus, it might not be possible.

The key is needed only if there is a lock. Zhou Du|If the husband does not want to be disturbed by his long sleep, this small mountain-like black coffin is naturally difficult to open.

Xu Yourong said: "Hunmu should have been taken away from Zhou Yuan very early, and somehow fell into the hands of the Mozu. Now they want to come, they can avoid the main entrance of Zhou Yuan and open another way to sneak into Zhou Yuan, or It's related to this. Soul Wood's return to Zhou Yuan also means that the black coffin is finally at the moment of opening."

"You mean Zhou Du|Before his husband died..." Chen Changsheng thought about how to describe it, and continued: "... he was ready to hide his legacy in a black stone coffin or secretly tell the world, So people will take the keys away? But if that's the case, why didn't he do it directly?"

"You said something before, in fact, it makes sense, time is the most powerful magic weapon." Xu Yourong looked at the black coffin and said: "As everyone knows, Zhou Du|fufu has no successors, which shows that before death, He didn’t find the juniors he thought were eligible to inherit his inheritance. He let the keys fall outside Zhou Yuan, or just wanted time to choose a successor for him."

He was a little surprised and asked, "Did you say that the knife is really in this black stone sarcophagus?"

Xu Yourong said after a moment of silence: "There is another possibility. As you said, there is no inheritance of Zhou Du|fu in this black stone coffin, but there are his secrets."

Chen Changsheng puzzled and said: "I just casually said, is there really any secret?"

Xu Yourong looked at his eyes and said, "Whether Zhou Du | whether the husband has died, is itself the world's most important secret for thousands of years."

Chen Changsheng thought about Zhou Du|fu's deeds that had long become stories, legends, or even myths, and looked at the black coffin a little bit dignified.

It's just dignified, serious, and a little nervous, but there is nothing burning. For him or Xu Yourong, the things like the inheritance of treasures and previous generations are a bit indifferent. This indifference can't even be described as calmness beyond age. No matter how old the practitioners are, they will become extremely fanatical when they know that they may get the inheritance of Zhou Du|fu, such as the elder Luoyangzong who **** Xu Yourong’s blood in a cliff cave, if this When he appeared before the black coffin, how could he be indifferent?

The reason why Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong were able to remain calm was that they were originally geniuses who practiced Taoism, and what they practiced was the highest level of Taoism in the world. Zhou Du|The husband is undoubtedly the most special one, but they are also special, with full self-confidence and pride-it is very good to be able to get it, if not, it has nothing to do with fate, their fate is always in their own hands . But thinking about what is about to be seen is probably the most shocking picture in thousands of years, they are still inevitably a little nervous. Chen Changsheng's voice subconsciously becomes very light, as if he does not want to disturb the great soul in the black coffin.

"When will this black coffin open?"

Xu Yourong watched the light from the Soul Axis getting weaker and weaker, deduced for a moment, and said, "It should be soon."

Outside the mausoleum, the beast tide came slowly like a black line. The key that opened the black stone sarcophagus had awakened the soul pivot, and the opening of the black stone sarcophagus was at hand.

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Right in front of their eyes, the upper half of the black stone sarcophagus began to slide slowly.

In the dark and empty tomb, a strong wind blew.

The light radiating from the Soul Axis is dimmed even more, like a candlelight that may be extinguished at any time.

Chen Changsheng moved to the side and front, making sure to block all of her body, the dagger had been sheathed, and he was tightly held in his hand.

Bang! The huge black stone sarcophagus slowly opened, and a terrible friction sounded between the heavy coffin lid and the coffin body. It was really like thunder.

The mountain-like black coffin, slowly separating up and down, looks like a flash of lightning, directly splitting the black mountain into two pieces.

Looking at the scene, Xu Yourong's eyes narrowed and muttered in a low voice: "Two breaks..."

The upper half of the black kiln sarcophagus continued to slide until it was a long time before it was finally still.

The wind was still roaring and blowing in the empty tomb, lingering around the black coffin, because of the change of the coffin, the sound of the wind also became more stern and sharper, and it seemed extremely eerie, as if who was not in the dim ghost Stop crying, and the sobbing voice mixed into the previously silent music. The meaning of returning from the soul gradually faded, but the atmosphere became stronger and stronger.

Soul Hub finally extinguished all the light. The tomb hall became dark again. They stood on the ground and could not see the picture above, but it is conceivable that the black coffin had been opened. If the great man lay quietly in the coffin, or was looking at the roof of the hall at this time Of course, it is more likely that he closed his eyes, or he has become a bone.

But the man in the black coffin was called Zhou Du|fu, and no matter how incredible things happened to him, they seemed to be taken for granted.

The wind stopped, the music stopped, and the soul had returned, or was not there.

There was silence in the mausoleum. Xu Yourong looked at the black coffin like a broken mountain. His expression was a little complicated, and he had not spoken for a long time.

Chen Changsheng's right hand holding the hilt did not sweat, but somehow it felt a bit sticky and slippery. That was a nervous state of mind.

The old man is already gone, so he is well. What if he is still alive? Or more accurately, wake up from a long sleep, resurrect, or, he is not willing to leave this world, go to the lonely and cold starry sea, so he uses some kind of secret to turn himself into immortal but extremely evil before dying Life, what happens next?

Chen Changsheng's expression was still calm, but in fact his heart was already extremely nervous.

Logically speaking, no matter whether Zhou Du|fufu is resurrected or transformed into a mysterious method, as long as he can save his wits, then he should help them deal with the demon strongs and the terrible beast tide that are getting closer and closer to the tomb, because Zhou The only husband is a strong man and a dead hero who defeats the devil-this is also the only possibility that he and Xu Yourong can leave Zhou Yuan and live-but I don’t know why, he has a strong feeling, if Zhou The husband alone is really not dead, then everyone in Zhou Yuan... will die, and even the entire continent will usher in a **** storm.

"I want to go up and see." Xu Yourong's voice broke the silence of the tomb.

She looked at the black stone sarcophagus, her eyes darkened slightly because of her injury, and I didn't know when it became very bright.

Chen Changsheng helped her to walk to the black coffin, looked up for a moment, confirmed the climbing route, and carried her on his back.

After a moment, they stood by the disconnected Black Mountain cliff and looked inside.

There is a lot of space inside the black kiln sarcophagus, let alone a person, it is possible to hold a meeting in it and invite a dozen girls to sing.

But now, there is not even one person in the black coffin.

There is no one.

There is no one.

Zhou Yuan is the world of Zhou Dufu.

This mausoleum is his palace of death.

The dangerous and mysterious sunset grassland is the cemetery surrounding the mausoleum. Those extremely powerful monsters are the tomb guards.

Obviously, he didn't want anyone to disturb his long sleep, except for the key that fell outside Zhou Yuan, the new owner selected with the help of time.

However, he did not fall asleep in this black stone sarcophagus.

No one has ever seen his body.

His life and death are still unknown.

He is very likely to be alive.

This is the real secret of Zhou Yuan.

This is the real secret that the sunset grassland wants to protect.

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There is no remains of the great man in the black coffin, but this does not mean that the sarcophagus is empty.

The sarcophagus was filled with leaves carved by crystals, green grass carved from superb jade, and rouge stones condensed by goblin fire scattered randomly.

There are countless treasures in the black coffin.

Xu Yourong had been in and out of the palace and divorce since childhood, and later studied at Saint Virgin Peak. I don’t know how many treasures he has seen. Although Chen Changsheng said that his life is hard, he has also been to Daming Palace and Departure Palace, and he has even seen it in the Black Dragon Cave. The starry sky dotted with coral trees of the Golden Sea and the Pearl of the Night, so they looked at the treasures in the nine stone chambers before, and they were unmoved.

But at this moment, they were really surprised.

Because there are too many treasures in the black stone sarcophagus, and it is too wasteful, the crystals carved into leaves can only keep one tenth of the original effect, and it can obviously be used to make countless wonderful works of fine jade , All carved into blades of grass, not to mention the rouge stones condensed by the goblin fire... this is not a tyrannical thing?

What surprised them the most was that the leaves, grass, and stones, where can we talk about the beauty?

The full of treasures in the black stone sarcophagus radiated light into the dark tomb, but it only made people feel tacky.

These burial treasures are absolutely enough to match the royal princes and nobles in the world, and how powerful and advanced practitioners are.

But where is the owner of this black coffin?

In the imagination of the world, Zhou Dufu should be a perfect person, especially in terms of momentum, he must defy the mountains and rivers and ignore the sea of ​​stars.

Whether it is Zhou Yuan, the sunless setting grassland, and this magnificent mausoleum are proof.

How can such a person fill their sarcophagus with these precious but inferior jewelry? Standing on the edge of the black stone sarcophagus, looking at the gold leaf and green grass rouge, Chen Changsheng couldn't help but shook his head. His eyes were narrowed by the pearlescent gas radiating from the coffin and said, "How do you feel the treasure is ruthless?" ?"

Treasure is the local dialect of Wenshui. Tang Sanshi often used these two words in the National College of Education to describe the elders in the Tianhai family and Chaotang. Chen Changsheng listened much and naturally remembered.

Xu Yourong’s focus is obviously not on these wealthy means in the coffin. She looked at the empty black coffin and said after a moment of silence: "All the practitioners enter Zhou Garden, the most wanted to find is Zhou Ling, I It is no exception, but I have thought about it many times. If I enter Zhouling, the most I want to do is to confirm that he is dead."

Because of this sentence, she remembered a lot. Before entering Zhou Yuan's elders' orders, her shoulders became heavy again.

Previously on the stone platform, because of Chen Changsheng's clear eyes, the things she temporarily forgotten were all returned to her because of the black kiln sarcophagus.

The inheritance of the state religion, the integration of the north and the south, and the fight against the demons, although not tied to her, but at this time, because of this new discovery, she must do something.

"If...you can leave Zhou Yuan alive."

She looked to Chen Changsheng and asked very seriously: "Please tell the world that he may be alive."

When she spoke, her face was very pale, which had nothing to do with the unhealed injury, but the spiritual world was shaken.

Before the black coffin was opened, Chen Changsheng also had an inexplicable and unexplained fear of Zhou Du|fu. At this time, listening to her solemn request and looking at her pale face, the kind of puzzling became more and more puzzled. Deeply thinking, Zhou Du|Husband is a hero, why both she and herself, don’t have the kind of admiration for seniors, but are very vigilant?

"He is a hero and a devil."

Xu Yourong looked at him and said, "When I traveled to the North, I was seriously injured by a knife. At that time, he was a hero; just for the sake of cultivating the Tao, he beheaded countless human strong men, cold-hearted and merciless, and cruel. It’s the devil. It’s more appropriate to call him a owl. If he is still alive, it will really reappear in the world. I’m afraid the mainland will fall into great turmoil and chaos."

Although Chen Changsheng read Taoism, he didn’t know much about the history of that year. He didn’t know anything about Zhou Du|Hufu’s temperament. When she saw her face full of worries, she explained: "I didn’t see the remains, no. It means that he is still alive. It is also possible that such a mythical figure belongs to Xinghai without leaving the flesh."

"But his knife is not in this black stone sarcophagus." Xu Yourong said.

Chen Changsheng heard silence, yes, the knife was not there.

Zhou Du|The husband beat the invincible hand all over the world, relying on the knife.

The knife name is broken.

Two cuts.

Before the blade, no matter how powerful the opponent is, no matter how strong the weapon, or even the reckless earth, it will be cut in two.

Like the hill-like black stone sarcophagus that had slowly separated before them.

The two broken knives ranked second in the hundred weapon list, second only to the Shuangyu sharp gun in the first place.

But in fact, or everyone in the mainland believes that if the Shuangyu Divine Gun is not the Emperor Taizong’s portable weapon, if it is not in the war between humans and the Devil, then the magic gun left too many magical pictures, then in There is certainly no way to beat the two broken knives in the ranking on the Baiqi list. In other words, in the minds of the world, the two broken knives are the top of the real hundred weapon list.

Because outside the Luoyang city, the Emperor Taizong's Shuangyu sharp gun was defeated by Zhou Du|fu's two broken swords.

If Zhou Du|fu really died, leaving no corpses and turning it into a blue smoke to Xinghai, then no matter what he thinks, his knife should remain in this black coffin.

That knife is not in the black stone sarcophagus, so it should still be by his side. Is this the most important evidence that he is alive?

Xu Yourong no longer continued to think about this matter, and began to face the upcoming beast tide, and prepared for the next thing, looked at him and said: "Nanke is a disciple of black robe, and Zhou Ling's key, that piece of soul wood In her hands, the black robe and Zhou Du|fu are the same period, so he cannot be Zhou, but it is clear that there should be some connection between the black robe and Zhou Du|fu."

Chen Changsheng was puzzled by what she said to herself.

Xu Yourong looked into his eyes and said, "If you can leave Zhou Yuan alive, remember to tell the world this discovery, which will be of great help in finding out the true identity of the black robe War may even play a decisive role."

This is the second time she asked him.

Ask him to do something if he is alive.

So first of all, she is asking him to live, not to ignore herself, but also to live, to bring these news out of Zhou Yuan.

Feng Zhi is about to die, and his Ming is also bright.

If it is changed to normal, Chen Changsheng is touched by her calmness and persistence, or she will not hesitate to agree to her request, and then use all methods to try to leave Zhouyuan alive. But at this time, after such a long time to escape, after a conversation in Shitai Qingwuli, he could not answer her request.

"Even throwing you in the mausoleum and wanting to break through the tide and leave Zhouyuan alive, it's basically nothing." Looking at Xu Yourong's eyes, he said: "There is nothing in the world, but you have to violate the book. Heart, I don’t want to, because what I am doing is to be happy."

The beast tide brings the shadow of death. At this moment, how can we be happy? His intention is to accompany her, or escape, or die here.

Xu Yourong's face was pale and he could not accept his decision, but his eyes were warm and he was pleased with his decision.

Chen Changsheng no longer gave her the opportunity to persuade her, put the dagger back into the sheath, and began to clean up the **** rouge of the gold leaf and green grass in the black coffin.

These jewels are indeed very vulgar, the carvings are good, but they are aesthetically superior, but they are the most excellent materials used, very rare and precious, and since Zhou Du|fufu has not died, then this is not a tomb robber-- The iron ruler in the three thousand Dao Tibetans was just bypassed by him.

Of course, because of his temperament, he was willing to go around like this, because he noticed that the black dragon had already awakened in the lake outside the palace, and he did not want to be scolded by the bad-tempered uncle Long later. Fan, the feeling of a dog's **** head cannot be good, and the feeling of being full of ambergris is also very bad.

The short sword entered the sheath and the Tibetan front was still invincible. With the sword sheath pointing, those golden leaves and green rouge disappeared and disappeared silently.

After finishing these things, he helped Xu Yourong prepare to come down from the black coffin. Suddenly, Xu Yourong didn't know what he saw, and exclaimed.

He looked back at her and saw that the black coffin where the treasure was taken was empty and there was nothing.

Somewhere on the inner wall of the black stone sarcophagus, some carved lines appeared vaguely.

Those lines are not patterns, they seem to be words.

Some lines are like pictures.

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(First of all, today I found that Choosing the Day is a big seal at the starting point. Well, it feels a little complicated. I didn’t expect to meet some friends at the starting point again in such a short time. Now the book review area of ​​the starting point still has no way to manage it. I can’t upload it myself, so I can’t communicate with you, say hello here, thank you. Also, this month’s task, the most ugly version of the deputy version helped me count a few times. When it ended yesterday, it was 8,000 words short. I counted myself, but the result was still more than ten thousand... The last two people were confused, no matter, write it according to the upper limit, this chapter is five thousand words, then today will update more than five thousand, about New Year's things, golden keyboard things, thank you things, after I finish my work, I will come to connect with you again, see you in the evening, I wish you all a happy meal and fun tonight.)

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