After watching this scene, Gu Jiansheng couldn't help but be a little panicked, the corpse slave here is indeed weird and ferocious, if he encounters it, I am afraid it will be more auspicious, so he urged the old man Gu and said: "Let's hurry up and worship the ancestors, if the sacrificial soup is cold, I'm afraid it won't taste good." ”After hearing this, the lonely old man just smiled, stopped talking, and continued to walk towards the depths of the burial place.Along the way, Gu Jiansheng asked again: "After my lonely family is the Son of Heaven, the ancestor who is buried here must also have some fame." ”The lonely old man said while moving forward vigilantly: "That's nature, that ancestor cultivated to a high level during his lifetime, and he was a strong man in the world, and after being buried here, he was even more cultivated into the god of the underworld, because he was buried in Wolong Mountain, so he was called 'Lord of Wolong Mountain'." ”"The Lord ...... of Wolong Mountain" Gu Jiansheng and Mu Long murmured this name, and the old man Gu had also said that if he wanted to cultivate into the god of the underworld, he had to be buried in the feng shui dragon lair, and this Wolong Mountain must also be a place where the dragon veins are entrenched.This burial ground in the West Heaven is full of strangeness, and it is a place of great terror.Here, few people dare to fly away from the sky, otherwise if they provoke and collide with some taboo existences, they will die at no point at that time.Even characters like the lonely old man can only walk forward on foot, carefully walking in this western burial ground.In fact, many of the strong people who can be buried here have descendants, but because the burial ground in the West Heaven is too dangerous, few people dare to come here to worship the ancestors, after all, the ancestors are dead, and it will not be good if they hurt their lives again.There are days and nights in the world, and the Western Heavenly Burial Ground is no exception, when it comes to night, the Yin Qi is the heaviest, and those corpse slaves will also emerge from everywhere, wandering in the Western Heavenly Burial Ground, and there are even many powerful burial cultivators who can enslave the corpse slaves, let them carry the coffin, and carry the coffin around in the Tibetan land.The time when Mu Long and the others entered the West Heaven Burial Ground was exactly the night of the full moon, and at this time, the yin qi was at its peak, and there would be many burials and cultivators, sitting on the coffin lid, swallowing the moonlight and cultivating.In the middle of the night, under the gloomy moonlight, tens of thousands of coffins were in turmoil, and there were so many dead people sitting on the coffin lids, revealing gloomy and miserable faces, blood-colored pupils, which looked particularly weird and terrifying.On this full moon night, even the old man Lonely, who did not dare to move forward rashly, but entered the Zhentian coffin and placed the Zhentian coffin in a place in this burial ground."
Not to mention, it is convenient to walk in the burial ground with a coffin, if there is an accident, just get into it directly."
The lonely old man smiled, and took the two juniors to look at this scene that is difficult to see in the outside world, and talked and laughed while talking.Gu Jiansheng and Mu Long were a little unnatural, after all, it was the first time they had seen each other, and this kind of scene was indeed a little infiltrating, and they once suspected that the old man Gu brought them to this Western Heaven burial place to practice courage.When you see this scene, you will probably be able to truly understand the meaning of that sentence, that is, you can't stop even if you die.Finally, when the dawn and the moon set, those funeral cultivators also got into their coffins, and the corpse slaves gradually disappeared, and the lonely old man came out of the coffin in Zhentian.As the saying goes, if you walk too much at night, you will always bump into ghosts, and walking at night in the West Heaven Burial Ground is even more dangerous, especially on the night when the moon is full and the moon breaks, the lonely old man also stops and goes, and at night he parks the coffin in one place and gets into it himself.Mu Long and Gu Jiansheng were shocked at first when they saw those burial cultivators crawling out of the coffin, sitting on the lid of the coffin and devouring Yuehua, but then they didn't care.When he was bored, Mu Long remembered the "Yunhai Building" in the tea stall in Tianyan City before, and its recipe had been learned, and the materials used were not rare materials, and there were still some of them, but the process was very complicated, and it was idle anyway.In the middle of the night, no matter how weird and terrifying he was outside, in the coffin of Zhentian, a few people were holding hot air and other tea soups, leisurely and tasting, the disparity was huge, and the lonely old man had to sigh, or young people would enjoy it.Before I knew it, three days and nights had passed.On this day, the lonely old man was still walking cautiously in the burial ground as before.However, just as he was walking to a landscape, the ground under his feet suddenly trembled, and the surrounding mountains also surged wildly, and in an instant, there was an infinite power of the earth's leylines, accompanied by the cold corpse qi, a large number of corpse slaves also emerged.The eerie laughter of "...... and " sounded from all sides, and it couldn't help but be creepy to listen to."
Oh no, this road doesn't work, I've met a ruthless character!"
When the lonely old man realized this, there was no way back.Although he was cautious along the way, he still inevitably encountered such strangeness.The monks who have entered the burial ground of the West Heaven call it "ghosts hitting the wall" regardless of such weirdness.This so-called "ghost hitting the wall" is actually some means of burial in the burial ground.This kind of funeral cultivation, most of the people in front of them are evil and ruthless, even if they become funeral cultivators, it is difficult to change their ferocity, and even become more severe, coupled with its strong strength, and it is in the burial ground, once the average monk encounters this "ghost hitting the wall", it is basically a situation of ten deaths and no life."
I came to worship my ancestors, passing by here, and I didn't mean to disturb, and I hope that Your Excellency will make it convenient and make a way."
Although this ghost hitting the wall is famous and weird, the lonely old man knows the reason, and he is a strong Daojun, so he does not have the slightest sense of panic, but just talks to him in a consultative tone.It's just that the burial cultivator who is hiding behind the scenes, but he said with a smile: "For 30,000 years, the Blood Devouring Yin Sutra of this seat has devoured the blood of countless monks, and now it only takes the last step to refine it, you are the realm of the Dao Monarch, and your qi and blood are just right." ”"It doesn't matter who your descendants are, this Hungry Tiger Ridge is this territory, since you don't open your eyes and pass by here, it can be regarded as the completion of this seat.When this seat devours you, cultivate the "Blood Devouring Yin Sutra", win the dragon's lair, and cultivate into the god of the underworld that penetrates the heavens and the earth, but it is also your merit!
”When this burial cultivator spoke, the corpse slaves around him roared angrily, and there were many corpse slaves who were extremely strong in their breath, and they were all enslaved by this burial cultivator with secret methods, and they could be killed as long as he gave an order.It's just that after hearing these words, the lonely old man was also angry, and scolded: "Demons and evil people, you don't listen to good things to say, if you have to be embarrassed, a certain family is not afraid of you, when you are defeated, it is also when the coffin is opened, the corpse is whipped, and the bones are scattered, pity your 30,000 years of penance, I am afraid that it will all be returned to the West Heaven for burial!"
”"Hmph, arrogant junior, I really don't know whether to live or die, I want to see what means you can have, how many means can you, the Dao Monarch of the Dharma Era, have?"
Between the roars, a large number of corpse slaves urged the magic weapon, swallowed the cold corpse qi, and pounced on the lonely old man, the magical secret method was also surging like a wave, and the scene was extremely terrifying.