Book of Nine Heavens

It's just that Jiang Wangdao hasn't been seen for decades, and he doesn't even have any news about his family!

"Where is Wangdao!?"

Ji Cheng and Jiang Yu mobilized the power of the two imperial families to search for the ancient Big Dipper, the ancient road of the human race, and even the universe.

Just still nothing.

Wushi also visited the two tribes after returning from Dilu, hoping to find news about Jiang Wangdao.

It's just that Ji Cheng and Jiang Yu shook their heads.

Wushi was silent, borrowed the void mirror, and searched in the universe, but still couldn't find it.

"If you're really dead, it's a joke." Wu Shi looked at the vast starry sky, "Without you, my progress would have slowed down."

Sitting in the starry sky for 30 years without beginning, the time when he confronted Jiang Wangdao was constantly evolving, unknowingly, he had recalculated thousands of times.

He is already confident that even if he fights in the same situation, even if Jiang Wangdao turns over the third page of the book thoroughly, he will not be able to defeat him.

Opponents are always the ones who improve the fastest, and under the pressure of Jiang Wangdao, Wushi is already much stronger than under the normal trajectory.

Wushi watched the universe run overnight, left the next day, and walked to the forbidden place where Jiang Wangdao last appeared.

People in the world only know that they entered the forbidden land for three years without beginning and returned without success.

Both Ji Cheng and Jiang Yu were a little desperate. Although they were still looking for it, they were just in case.

On the Big Dipper, the Immortal Emperor sat cross-legged on a stone, looking at the entire Big Dipper.

He always felt that Jiang Wangdao's death was a bit strange, but he couldn't find any flaws, he just looked at the whole Big Dipper Ancient Star.

Such years, more than 100 years have passed.

The stars are disillusioned, the tide ebbs and flows, and what is gone is finally gone.

Jiang Wangdao's name was gradually overwhelmed by more names. This life is a real golden world, where geniuses come forth in large numbers, and there is no beginning to suppress the starry sky and reach the top of the emperor's road.

And Jiang Wangdao's name is only spread among the Ji family and Jiang family or the guardians of the emperor's road, so that their new generation of Tianjiao knows that there is also a peerless Tianjiao who can compete with Wu Shi back then.

Book of Nine Heavens Covering the Sky.

Chapter 111 Ancient Coffin

Beidou Zhongzhou, the eternal dragon's lair.

Therefore, it is said that there are two treasures in Qinling Mountains, one is Huaxian Pond and the other is Eternal Dragon Cave.

Needless to say, Huaxian Pond, the word Huaxian is a proof. As for Qiangulongxue, it is a burial place.

For thousands of years, holy lords, princes, gods, kings and sages have come to bury them one after another. It is said that they can become immortals, live another life, and live forever in the world.

It is also for this reason that there are many ancient tombs in the Eternal Dragon Cave.

"Infinite Heavenly Venerate!"

A fat Taoist and several old sage kings together, want to enter the eternal dragon's lair to find the longevity dragon marrow that can prolong life.

"Fellow Daoist, do you recognize this place?"

An old sage king said that he was very old, his face was heavily wrinkled, his hair was gray, and he was weak, as if he was going to die in a second.

He held a broken map in his hand, and the location of the dragon's veins could be vaguely discerned.

Several old saint kings approached, looked at the map, and identified the terrain here.

"This is the head of the ancient dragon!" Fat Taoist said surprisingly, pointing out the key point.

"There is an ancient dragon in the Qinling Mountains, and we are the eternal dragon's head!" Fat Taoist was full of confidence.

"How can you see that!?" Several old saint kings asked.

"If the terrain here is really a dragon raising its head, all the dragon energy from the Qinling Mountains will gather here, what else could it be if it's not the dragon's head?" The fat Taoist danced and drew a few symbols on the ground, and the old sage kings could tell this place at a glance terrain.

"It is indeed the head of an ancient dragon! There must be a dream-level dragon marrow here!"

The old saint kings were overjoyed. The dream-level dragon marrow was the second-highest treasure among life-extending objects in the world, only a little worse than the legendary medicine of immortality.

If they can get a jar, it will not be a problem to prolong their life for five hundred years!

"Look quickly!"

Several people are all using their own means, looking for the entrance of the dragon's lair.

"Stop, stop!" The fat Taoist signaled, "Let me come!"

Fat Taoist is also an authority among this group of people, and the rest of the old saint kings gave up their positions.

Fat Taoist's eyes flickered with the extremely complicated Yuantian God pattern, looking at the terrain of the place, he stretched out his finger to touch the node of the dragon vein.

boom!

Under a single point, the source energy of the dragon vein itself was blocked, causing a big explosion.

The fat Taoist fled early and was not affected in any way.

"right here!"

The old holy king looked at the big hole that exploded, his face flushed, and he rushed in desperately. The hope of prolonging his life was right in front of him, so how could he not give in?

"Hurry up!" The rest of the old saint kings also rushed towards the dragon's lair regardless of others.

Only the fat Taoist paced inward slowly.

"what!"

An old sage king screamed, his body was split, and he died immediately.

The rest of the holy kings were also miserable, and were seriously injured by the evil spirit of the dragon's lair.

The Qiangu Dragon Cave has not been opened for an unknown number of years, so how easy is the evil spirit contained in it?

The fat Taoist was at the end, and those old holy kings were so eager for the legendary dragon marrow that they rushed forward without hesitation even in the face of danger.

boom!

"what!"

There were several more screams, and only one of the old saint kings stumbled out holding a jar of dragon marrow.

"Congratulations, fellow Daoist!"

The fat Taoist looked at the dragon marrow in the old holy king's hand and swallowed a mouthful of spit, averted his eyes, and didn't dare to look again.

"You wicked dead Taoist priest!"

The old sage king said something fiercely, but he didn't say anything more.

This matter was a matter of willing to fight and willing to endure. They used the fat Taoist to open the eternal dragon's lair, and the fat Taoist also used them to block the danger in the dragon's lair.

He no longer thought about the deeper part of the dragon's lair, he just wanted to find a place to take dragon marrow to prolong his life.

He snorted coldly, and walked out of the dragon's lair under the fat Taoist's flattering smile.

The fat Taoist watched the old holy king go away, and then smiled wretchedly.

"A group of old guys, hey, I don't know what to do!"

The fat Taoist came to the depths of the dragon lair, the treasure pool here was empty, and the dragon marrow was taken away.

Just what is that bit of dragon marrow?

It's just a foil to the real treasure of the ancient dragon's lair!

The fat Taoist lifted up his Taoist robe, squatted beside the treasure pool, took out a jade shovel, and dug up.

This Eternal Dragon's Cave is a rare and beautiful cemetery in the world. For thousands of years, countless people have thought about burying it in it, but they can't find a way.

That is to say, these old sage kings desperately obtained a fragmented map, and only then did they find the Qiangulong head.

From his point of view, he can tell at a glance that there must be a big tomb here, and a great person is buried here!

The fat Taoist's body was extremely flexible, and he dug out a robbery hole that was big enough to pass through with almost no effort.

"Infinite Heavenly Venerate!"

Fat Daoist's face was beaming, but he was cautious enough. Although those old saint kings tried their best to help him destroy all kinds of ancient tomb defenses just now, the real tomb may also have some dangers.

The fat Taoist bowed down and entered the robbery cave, going deep underground.

Gradually, a little light appeared in front of him, the fat Taoist smiled happily, pulled up his Taoist robe and rushed forward.

boom!

A terrifying attack came from the chaos and hit the fat Taoist.

"what!"

The fat Taoist screamed strangely, and a jade bowl flew out, and a terrifying suction force spread out, directly absorbing the attack.

Crackling!

There were various sounds coming from the jade bowl, the fat Taoist picked up the jade bowl in a rare way, checked it carefully, and he was relieved only if there was no damage!

"Well, you dead man!" The fat Taoist gritted his teeth, "There is such a method hidden in the tomb! Fortunately, I was prepared!"

The fat Taoist took out many divine materials, assembled a formation on the ground, attracted all the powerful attacks, and put them into it with jade bowls.

"Come on!"

The fat Taoist almost jumped up, put away the platform, and rushed into the tomb impatiently.

The real tomb has a huge space inside, and it is an extremely wide space.

The fat Taoist entered it, carefully looked at the Dao pattern engraved on the wall, and took a deep breath after careful observation.

"Quasi-Emperor Dao Mark?"

The fat Taoist was both ecstatic and worried. The tomb of Emperor Zhun is naturally precious, but there may be more dangers.

In comparison, the little danger outside is nothing.

It's just that they have all come here, and they will definitely not let it go.

The fat Taoist moved forward with the jade bowl and took the initiative to trigger the quasi-emperor's dao pattern, but no attack came.

"Eh? These quasi-emperor dao patterns seem to have been destroyed!"

The fat Taoist didn't delay this time, his face changed, he lifted his Taoist robe and ran into the main tomb.

The layout of the main tomb is extremely luxurious, with shimmering patterns, but it is not offensive in nature. The ancient coffin in the middle is also extremely prominent, located on a high platform, like a throne.

It's just that this throne is now occupied!

The fat Taoist's complexion changed, and he gritted his teeth a little bit. How could such a large tomb be entered first?

When he ran to the high platform, he saw two ancient coffins. One ancient coffin was extraordinarily gorgeous, but it was squeezed aside, miserable.

And another black illusory ancient coffin occupies the center of the dragon's lair, and all the power of the dragon veins gathers on it and is absorbed by the black ancient coffin.

"Hiss! A coffin of this shape!?" The fat Taoist was a little obsessed.

The breath quietly emanating from the ancient coffin made him even more addicted.

Chapter 112 Awake

Fat Taoist stepped forward obsessively, touched the ancient coffin involuntarily, and even pushed open the coffin lid to get a glimpse of the ancient coffin.

"Open, open!" Fat Taoist has been completely attracted by the avenue of vitality in death, his body began to glow, and there were several dharma seals vaguely condensed.

He tried his best and even took out the jade bowl, but for some reason the coffin lid could be pried open without hindrance at all.

card!

The coffin lid was pushed open, and the fat Taoist couldn't wait to look inside, but saw a pair of bright eyes.

The two of them were no more than two palms apart, and they just stared at each other silently, and space and time froze for an instant.

"Ghost!"

The fat Taoist jumped up nimbly and jumped three feet high.

"Well, you wicked Taoist priest, dare to dig my grave?!"