Saint Qin Batu

A gentleman does not stand on a dangerous wall. What's more, Ying Zheng, as the king of a country, especially after breaking the seal, has an even heavier burden on his shoulders.

However, when they turned around, they found that the corridor before had turned into a huge spot of light, emitting a warm light.

And this spot of light, just like those spots of light in the void, is generally the same.

"Could it be that every point of light represents a world?" Ying Zheng couldn't help guessing in his heart.

"Your Majesty, there is actually a wooden monument here!" Meng Ao suddenly pointed to a place not far from the spot of light.

"Three thousand ways, three thousand worlds, three thousand ways of life and death!"

Three lines of characters, a total of only twelve characters.However, it carried a strong sense of vicissitudes.

"This is the language of Chu State!"

The four of them are all old people from the Warring States Period, so it is impossible for them not to understand these Chu characters.

However, the writing of Chu State is different from the elegant language writing of Zhou State.It stands to reason that these passages were closed hundreds of years ago. Where did the Chu language come from?

Moreover, in this vast void, the bodies of countless monks have even begun to rot and collapse. Why can this seemingly small twig survive?

One question after another emerged in everyone's minds, but it was difficult to get an explanation.

Ying Zheng stretched out his hand, trying to use his own strength to hook the wooden monument several feet away from them.However, there also seemed to be a force in the void, suppressing him, making him unable to move faster.

After finally placing the wooden tablet, after looking at it for a while, Ying Zheng finally said, "Zhen, maybe I know who left it..."

"Your Majesty knows?"

"Thinking about it, this wooden monument should come from Lao Dan, the founder of Taoism."

Ying Zheng, who had thoroughly studied Lao Dan's handwriting, was already very familiar with Lao Dan's handwriting.More importantly, in Yingzheng's hands, Yingzheng was also extremely familiar with the materials used to carve wooden monuments.

The vicissitudes of the grain, the red wooden body, this is clearly a piece of the hibiscus tree that is still hidden deep in the underground palace.

"Hundreds of years ago, I heard that Lao Tzu came east to Hangu Pass on a green ox. Guan Yin Yixi entertained him, but who would have thought that after a few days, Lao Tzu seemed to have disappeared suddenly..."

Most of what Ying Zheng said was well known.However, who would have thought that a well-known event has a huge connection with this moment.

"Then, what shall we do now, Your Majesty?"

"Go back!" Ying Zheng said immediately without hesitation, "Go to the Taoist school and find all the manuscripts that I have left over from that year. I want to find some secrets from them!"

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The four of them made a quick decision, took the wooden tablet, and left the somewhat penetrating endless void.

Hangu Pass was closed, and the vast white mist still lingered there.However, fortunately, the white mist did not spread as imagined.

Otherwise, the hundreds of thousands of ordinary people in Xianyang City may suffer.

"call!"

As soon as he left Hangu Pass, Bai Qi involuntarily let out a soft breath.Whether it was the huge void before or the white mist that tempted people's hearts and souls, Bai Qi's heart could not be calm for a long time.

"You guys finally came out." Patriarch Penglai's hoarse voice resounded, and he did not know when he had reattached the arms that had been severed.

However, in that hoarse voice, it is still not difficult to hear a trace of exhaustion.

Looking at the gloomy old ancestor of Penglai, Ying Zheng knew that he must have noticed that he used the luck of heaven again before.

However, Ying Zheng didn't care about this, instead he said to the ancestor of Penglai: "The so-called passage of the demon clan is not leading to the demon world at all!"

"Isn't it the Demon Realm?" Penglai Patriarch was stunned for a moment, then his voice immediately raised a few degrees, angrily scolded: "Impossible! It's not like I haven't fought those demons before!"

"Void!" Ying Zheng frowned, interrupted the agitated Patriarch Penglai directly, and said, "If the void and the countless corpses are what you call the Demon Realm, then I can tell you, what you call the Demon Realm , not even a living thing!"

"How come..." Patriarch Penglai blushed, wanted to say something, but didn't know how to speak.

If it was true what Ying Zheng said, wouldn't the hundreds of years of sacrifice of their so-called guardians be in vain?

The Penglai Patriarch, who was originally an old man, seemed to be decades old again at this moment.He was already seriously injured, but now even his persistence at the beginning began to waver.

He didn't doubt what Ying Zheng said, the magic path had been opened, and with his current strength, it was not impossible to go in and take a look. Ying Zheng had no need to deceive him at all.

"I don't have time to waste here with you. The path of life and death has been opened, and it's up to you to judge whether to advance or retreat. However, whether you retreat or advance, I will not lose any of the secrets of the exercises that you have treasured. Take it down.

What you dare not do, I will do for you! "

After finishing speaking, Ying Zheng ignored the ancestor of Penglai, took off into the sky, and flew towards the north.

Whether the Penglai Patriarch would agree to his terms, Ying Zheng wasn't worried at all.

Although Yingzheng's cultivation has not reached the tribulation-crossing realm, Yingzheng, who has already taken the way of heaven, wants to summon the sky thunder to refine his body.

Moreover, even if Yingzheng did not cross the tribulation realm, he still has the strength to fight against the tribulation crossing monks.

After today's battle, Ying Zheng can also see that whether it is the ancestor of Penglai or the ancestor of the abbot, both of them have lost their origin, and their strength will inevitably decline.

Only relying on another tribulation-crossing monk in the fairyland, even if he fought desperately with Ying Zheng, Ying Zheng was sure that he could take him down.

Therefore, regardless of whether the people in the fairyland are willing or not, Ying Zheng will forcefully take those things into his hands.

It was already a certainty, and Ying Zheng didn't intend to continue to bother.Now, what he is more concerned about is what did Lao Dan, the ancestor of Taoism, do hundreds of years ago, and why he can suddenly appear in the so-called Dao of Life and Death.

In Shanggu County of Qin State, the vast mountains are lush and lush.But right between the mountains and forests, there is this huge dojo.

The ashram is built on the mountain, and every building has a trace of simple and ancient style.Apparently, it has been around for quite a few years.

Ying Zheng's arrival did not alarm anyone, except that a young man in his 20s slowly opened his eyes in a remote small temple in the back mountain.

"Master?"

Behind the young man, a man in his 40s couldn't help asking softly.

"You go out first, the teacher wants to see a distinguished guest." The young man said to the middle-aged man in a tone completely inconsistent with his own.

"Obey!" The middle-aged man replied without hesitation.

"I haven't seen you for many years, but Master Beiming is still calm."

Just after the middle-aged man left, Ying Zheng's voice sounded in the Taoist temple.

"Your Majesty, what do you want to ask?" Bei Mingzi smiled and stood up and asked.

Seeing that Bei Mingzi asked so bluntly, Ying Zheng stopped making detours and replied directly: "Hangu Pass!"

"About Patriarch?"