Money in the heavens

Jiang Zhiwei was puzzled at first, then her expression relaxed, her face seemed to be covered with a layer of brilliance, beautiful beyond words:

"Young masters come to Maoling for various reasons and become chess pieces? But I didn't receive an 'invitation'. Well, I happen to be in Dizhou, and will soon open my nine orifices. I will be able to reach Maoling in five days along the Baiyi River. How can I not join in the fun?"

Like Qingyu, the "Five-sided Emperor Sword", she was full of interest in sparring with masters on the Human List, and she knew the purpose of Meng Qi's story, so she expressed her intention without him saying anything.

"That's great!" Meng Qi felt warm in his heart and said happily.

"It's a pity that I'm not in Jiangdong and can't go to Maoling to help you!"

Ruan Yushu said coldly.

Meng Qi and others knew that Ruan Yushu and Shang Yi were traveling together, so they didn't think much of it.

"No need to do that, it's enough to have Miss Jiang to help!"

Meng Qi bowed sincerely.

Qi Zhengyan pondered for a moment:

"I have passed the Shendu area, and I should arrive at Maoling in seven days. I hope to meet a master on the human list."

Meng Qi felt that this matter was quite dangerous. Jiang Zhiwei was extremely powerful, so he didn't need to worry about it. Qi Zhengyan's "Huntian Baojian" was strong, but it was still inferior in strength. However, "cousin" was kind, and it would be too hurtful if he refused. Thinking that Qi Zhengyan also had a killer move of attacking from the outside, he finally nodded:

"Okay!"

Senior Brother Qi should also fight and learn from the real masters to enhance his accumulation.

"I opened my mouth a month ago, and my inner world was initially formed." Qi Zhengyan could feel Meng Qi's worry and added a sentence.

Meng Qi then put aside some of his worries, and felt that it was worth his life to have several companions who were loyal to each other and shared life and death!

"By the way, Zhiwei, I also want to ask about the initial adjustment of the inner world." Meng Qi mentioned it by the way. The Eight-Nine Mysterious Art and the Golden Bell Cover have related content, but they are all outlines. After all, everyone's inner world is different, and each has its own way. The secret book cannot elaborate on this aspect in detail.

And the big sects and big families will have a lot of notes and annotations, which are the personal experiences of different predecessors, which can be used as a reference for later generations. They are things that the secret book does not have.

Jiang Zhiwei chuckled and said, "You are almost stable in your seven orifices, and it's time to consider this aspect."

The few of them chatted for a few more words and learned about each other's recent situation before starting the task.

"Enter the world of 'Jiuxiang' and open the 'Zhenwu Suspected Tomb'. You can wait for a full month before returning, or you can interrupt at any time."

The green light was strong, and it enveloped the four people and disappeared into the darkness.

A rolling mountain range, like a real dragon entrenched on the earth.

"Master, the terrain here is really good." A little Taoist stood at the door of the ruined temple and looked into the distance.

He and his master hurried here and stayed overnight in a mountain temple. By chance, he found that the feng shui here was very good.

His master was a white-haired old Taoist priest, holding a Qiankun plate and a plum blossom sign, looking like a hermit.

"It is said that the terrain here was not like this originally." The old Taoist priest looked into the distance leisurely.

The young Taoist priest was stunned when he heard this: "Isn't it formed naturally?"

Can the mountain terrain be changed artificially?

Even if the lord of the nine villages in the past dynasties, or the powerful person who won the title of "Tianyuan" and dominated the world, can only cause strange phenomena and change the terrain, how can it affect the terrain of the entire mountain range?

The old Taoist priest sighed: "It is said that in ancient times, a great man buried himself here to seek a way to live forever after death. Since then, the mountains have been sympathetic, as if alive, moving year by year, and finally formed the current pattern."

"Master, Master, this is a myth, right?" The young Taoist priest was stunned. Just a breath of breath after death can cause the mountains to move. What kind of great man is this?

The old Taoist priest's face turned gloomy: "It is indeed a myth, but there is indeed a mysterious mausoleum in the mountains. It is said that the ancestors of Jiuxiang benefited from it, so they could build a fairyland and become the real rulers of the world. In the past dynasties, several "Tianyuan Emperors" also entered the mausoleum by chance and gained something, and then they climbed to the top step by step."

"Really?" The young Taoist priest was shocked at first, and then looked yearning, "If I can encounter the mausoleum..."

The old Taoist priest's face became more gloomy: "This is not a good thing."

"Ah?" The young Taoist priest was puzzled. He got a chance, climbed to the top, and was called "Tianyuan". Isn't this a good thing?

"The ancestors of Jiuxiang and these "Tianyuan Emperors" almost reached the realm of immortals, but in their twilight years, they all went crazy without exception and ran into this mountain. Some people saw them enter the mausoleum." The old Taoist priest looked at the undulating mountains with a deep gaze.

The young Taoist priest felt cold all over: "Master, Master, how did you know?"

"My good friend Huangfu Tao is one of them." The old Taoist priest took a deep breath.

The young Taoist priest subconsciously took two steps back. He knew Huangfu Tao. He often saw him when he was a child. The "Tianyuan Emperor" of the previous generation could punish on behalf of heaven and was the strongest in history!

The old Taoist priest said in a heavy voice: "This is only the part that my master knows. Perhaps there are many who have gained benefits in the mausoleum but have never told others..."

Before he finished speaking, four streams of light passed through the sky, like falling stars, and went straight into the depths of the mountains.

They dragged their bright tails and fell into the mountains. There was no explosion, only a layer of hazy light, and the appearance of a mausoleum was reflected in it, but it disappeared immediately.

"The mausoleum is open..." The old Taoist priest said to himself in shock.

The two of them never noticed that there was also a young Taoist priest beside them looking at the mausoleum in the distance.

This person was none other than Shang Yi's alter ego in this world.

Although he prepared many things for Ruan Yushu, Shang Yi was still worried, so he arranged for his alter ego to come.

After the Yuanshen Black Lotus achieved the other shore divine weapon, Shang Yi used the power of Yuanshen Black Lotus and the Money Tree to throw his alter ego into the heavens and the worlds.

It can be said that his path is very similar to Su Wuming's, both of them directly achieved the perfection of the alter ego in the external scene realm and crossed the Dharmakaya realm to reach the legend.

However, Shang Yi knew very well that the great powers in the heavens would not allow him to achieve the legend early, so he did not set the goal too high, and it was enough to reach the realm of the perfect Dharmakaya celestial being.

As for breaking through the Dharmakaya, with the Money Tree and Yuanshen Black Lotus covering it, would it not allow his alter ego to quietly achieve the legend or even the fortune in the abyss of destruction?

Shang Yi's other self incarnation watched the situation of the mausoleum from afar, and also watched Ruan Yushu and others with the help of the connection between the black birds.

As for going to the mausoleum, it was not necessary for him. His understanding of the way of space was not weak. Whether it was the divine foot power or the infinite distance power, he could appear beside Ruan Yushu at the critical moment, so there was no need to worry about him not being there when she encountered danger.

On the other side, when Ruan Yushu, Meng Qi, Jiang Zhiwei and Qi Zhengyan recovered their senses, they found themselves in a dark stone cave with a smooth arc on the top, showing that it was not naturally produced.

In front of them, there was a wide and deep river, with no water in it, and the bottom was directly exposed. The bottom was as red as blood, which was shocking.

A chain bridge was built on the riverbed, and a monument stood at the bridgehead, with the words:

"The boundary of life and death."

Seeing the "boundary of life and death", Meng Qi quickly took out the black fur. The strange symbols and patterns on it had been connected into an incomplete map under the annotations of the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation. Many places and routes were incomplete, and only two roads were relatively complete, both leading to the core of the mausoleum.

At the very beginning of the map, the content written in ancient characters was:

"The boundary of life and death."

Jiang Zhiwei and Ruan Yushu did not recognize the strange symbols and patterns before, but after the annotations of the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, the two of them could barely recognize the ancient characters. As for Meng Qi and Qi Zhengyan, they were completely in the dark and experienced the feeling of illiteracy - Meng Qi had no place to learn ancient characters before, and after joining the Six Gates, he had no time to learn.

Next to the four seal characters of "Boundary of Life and Death", there is a passage written in tiny characters: "Those who cross the bridge will die, and those who leave will live."

"Will you die if you cross the bridge?" After listening to Jiang Zhiwei's explanation, Meng Qi was a little confused. If he doesn't cross the bridge, how can he enter the mausoleum? How can he find the secret of Zhenwu's suspected tomb and start the next stage of the mission?

Moreover, the routes marked on the map are all behind the boundary of life and death.

"It must be another meaning." Ruan Yushu said calmly while holding Qingyu Liu.

She could feel that the two strings on Qingyu Liu, representing the way of death and the way of life, trembled slightly, as if they were affected by this area.

Thinking of the boundary of life and death on the map, Ruan Yushu was thoughtful, and at the same time took this opportunity to use Qingyu Liu to understand the way of life and death.

Jiang Zhi smiled:

"Since we are here, we can't stop at the door. Anyway, you are ready to use the 'green lamp in front of the Buddha' at any time. If there is no problem, we will directly interrupt and return. Let's see what 'passers-by die' means."

This is really a typical Jiang Zhiwei character... Meng Qi complained in his heart and felt that it could only be like this.

Qi Zhengyan has been silent all the time, looking at the front and back of the iron lock. It is gloomy and dim there. Even if everyone has opened their eyes, they can't see clearly. It seems that they are blocked by fog, or they are separated by Yin and Yang forever.

Meng Qi focused half of his energy on the green lamp in front of his chest. He carried the precious long sword forged by Shang Yi for him, walked through the boundary marker first, and stepped onto the iron chain bridge.

The long sword jumped with lightning and circled around him, making Meng Qi look like the god of thunder.

Jiang Zhiwei walked side by side with him, Ruan Yushu fell behind half a step, and Qi Zhengyan was responsible for the rear. Although the four of them did not speak, they had a tacit understanding and clear division of labor.

The iron chain bridge swayed with a creaking sound. Apart from that, there was nothing special. No ghosts or spirits appeared, nor did it collapse directly.

Meng Qi felt quite strange. Could it be that "those who pass through will die, and those who leave will live" was false?

Suddenly, he found that his body temperature was slowly but steadily dropping, his heartbeat slowed down involuntarily, his blood flow seemed to be viscous, and his own Yang Qi vitality was shrinking inward, as if it was about to condense into a "seed".

Even with such a wonderful change, Meng Qi's Qi circulation, physical strength and flexibility did not decline at all. His mind was still clear, his soul was clear, his spiritual sense did not sense any danger, and the green lamp in front of the Buddha was burning slowly, without any abnormality.

He spread his spirit and immediately found that Jiang Zhiwei, Ruan Yushu and Qi Zhengyan all had a slow heartbeat, and a gloomy feeling emanated from their bodies, like the dead are better than the living!

"Did you feel it?" Meng Qi asked. As soon as he spoke, he was startled. His voice was full of yin energy, as if it floated out from the underworld.

Jiang Zhiwei nodded habitually, looked at Ruan Yushu and Qi Zhengyan and said: "Same, but I don't feel any damage to my body. Could it be that the 'death' in the death of the dead refers to the pseudo-death of the physical body?"

"Many big figures seek ways to live forever after death." Ruan Yushu suddenly spoke, her voice was already cold, and now it became even more gloomy.

At the same time, this state of transition between life and death allowed Ruan Yushu to gain a deeper understanding of the way of life and death, as well as a deeper understanding of the family's "Splitting the Sky and Changing the Earth", which greatly improved his realm and combat power.

"Through this kind of life-and-death transition, are you hiding the secret?" Jiang Zhiwei has also seen similar information.

Meng Qi said thoughtfully: "It seems that Emperor Zhenwu once prepared it for himself..."

The chain bridge was not long, and the four of them walked across it quickly. As soon as they stepped onto the dirt on the opposite side, Meng Qi felt that his last weak heartbeat had completely stopped, his blood stopped flowing, and his body temperature disappeared. He was no different from a dead person, but the movement of his true energy was no different. In some strange way that Meng Qi couldn't understand, it was connected to the external Qi mechanism, supporting the body in place of blood.

After carefully sensing it, Meng Qi discovered that his yang energy and vitality had not really disappeared, but had completely shrunk to the center of his eyebrows, condensing into a "seed" as small as a mustard seed, which expanded and contracted rhythmically to keep his body from decaying.

Meng Qi's heart moved, and he tried to understand the mystery of this change. It must have endless magical effects.

"If we are seen by others, I'm afraid they will think that we are the products of corpse transformation." He relied on the Eight-nine Mysterious Techniques to note down the changes in the details of his body, and then moved his limbs without feeling any loss of strength.

As he spoke, he turned to look at Jiang Zhiwei, Ruan Yushu and Qi Zhengyan, and smiled inexplicably.

"Why are you laughing?" Jiang Zhiwei asked doubtfully.

After looking at her gloomy and pale face, and then at Ruan Yushu, who had long hair hanging down and was wearing cool white clothes, Meng Qi couldn't help laughing: "It's nothing, nothing."

This is like playing a Chinese ghost story!

To prevent them from asking questions, Meng Qi took out the black fur again and considered which way to choose. One was the far left, the other was the far right, both winding and winding, passing various tombs.

"Choose the left side. There are more places marked with 'dangerous areas and need to be detoured' on the right side." Meng Qi decided on the route based on simple principles.

Jiang Zhiwei and others had no objection. Anyway, if something went wrong, they would interrupt and return.

Stepping into a land filled with mist, a sinister wind blew up, as if it penetrated into the body and wiped out any vitality. Meng Qi's true energy circulated, blocking them and heading to the far left.

After walking for a while, he saw a door with various tomb-suppressing beasts painted on it, but it was not closed, but ajar!

"Did someone come in before?" Meng Qi frowned in confusion.

Qi Zhengyan pointed to the secret place by the door: "There are footprints."

Looking closely, there are pairs of shallow footprints on the edge covered by the gloomy fog. It seems that more than one person has come!

Meng Qi's right hand holding the long knife tightened: "Perhaps the variables inside are greater than we imagined, so we must be careful."

When Jiang Zhiwei and Ruan Yushu nodded, he opened the door first. In front of him was a long corridor with green bricks on the ground and lifelike murals on the walls, all of which described a strong man suppressing various evil spirits and heretics. .

This strong man sometimes wears a black robe, a Pingtian emperor's crown, and holds a turtle-snake sword. Sometimes he wears a water suit, a silk sash, and hemp shoes. His face is pale, he looks middle-aged, and he is majestic.

"Emperor Zhenwu." Ruan Yushu said concisely and comprehensively.

In today's world, the image of Emperor Zhenwu is attached to various myths and legends, which is quite different from this.

Meng Qi looked at the mural and sighed: "As expected of the founder of Jiutian Demon."

The four of them slowed down and tried to find clues from the murals. They found that most of the contents were related to suppressing the evil spirits and ghosts in the Nine Netherworld, while the rest were about subduing demons and eliminating evil.

"In ancient times, Jiuyou was really a nuisance to the world." Jiang Zhi sighed slightly.

At the end of the corridor is a tomb chamber, which is very spacious, as big as a yard, but it is empty, with only a dark coffin placed in the center.

The lid of this coffin tipped over on its side, as if the dead person inside had crawled out!

Meng Qi's scalp was slightly numb, and the silver-white electric snake on the long knife jumped more intensely.

"There is Ganoderma lucidum there." Qi Zhengyan was the first to find a fist-sized Ganoderma lucidum growing tenaciously between the coffin and the ground. It was different from others, with a layer of grayish-white color on the outside. There is a hint of gloom, and the clouds and mountains are surrounded by fog.

Jiang Zhiwei pondered for a while and said: "It is suspected to be Diquan Ganoderma, but it is a little different. It may be highly poisonous and is at least a hundred years old."

"No matter if it is poisonous or not, it is all in exchange for good deeds anyway, so what are you afraid of?" Meng Qi thought very broadly and carefully approached the coffin. Ziwu unsheathed it and picked it gently, and the Diquan Ganoderma fell into Ruan Yushu's hands.

At this time, he saw six ancient seal characters engraved on the bottom of the coffin.

Jiang Zhiwei walked side by side with him and immediately said:

"If you have this fate, return here!" (End of this chapter)