Chapter 147 Pilgrimage, Xuanyuan Hill, Tomb of the Yellow Emperor

When Fengyun Wuji and the man in black entered the tower, the first floor of the ice tower was full of people. A small number of people looked up at the two people, but most of them were still motionless, sitting on the ground and silently settled like ancient monks.

Obviously, it was not the first time for a man in black to enter here. Through the crowd, the man in black went straight along a stone step and climbed to the second floor of the ice tower, and Fengyun Wuji followed.

On the ground of the second ice tower, there are still many people in black robes sitting on the ground. Everyone is like an ancient well. They can't see through their reality. The induction function of divine consciousness seems to be invalid in front of these people.

All the way up to the ninth floor of the ice tower, the two of them found a place to stay. There was no one inside the tower, and the two of them appeared to be the first group of people to arrive in this layer of the tower. The man in black took a little turpentine from the inner wall tower of the tower and put it down in the regular vessel-like things on the ground. Then it was lit. A three-foot-high flame rose from the delicate iron basin, and there was a trace of temperature in the room.

A circle of pale yellow halo spread, clearing a bright place in the gradually dark ice tower. Outside the tower, the wind roared, mixed with some ice and snow particles blowing in through the cracks of the tower, and the flames swayed.

The two of them sat up around the brazier, and their faces gradually showed a clear look, which showed that they had entered the micro realm of words. Outside the tower, the sound of wind and snow gradually disappeared from their ears, getting farther and farther away...

On the second day, when Fengyun Wuji woke up, there were many people in black robes sitting on one side beside him. The resin in the brazier had already burned out, making only a piece of ashes.

When the man in black stood up, Fengyun Wuji knew it was time to set out, he stood up, and a crisp sound of bones came from all over his body.

Walking downstairs softly, the two of them quietly walked out of the ice tower and walked out of the gate of the ice tower. On the face, there was a shattering cold wind, rushing with fine pieces of ice. Feng Yun Wuji wrapped his robe tightly, stepped out of the door and looked around. The flow of people outside stretched out to the north.

No one knows who is under the black robe. What kind of identity and what kind of unique learning do you have? Here, everyone returns to the original, with a pious heart. The flow of people moved forward quietly, and from time to time someone stopped and knelt on the ground. Don't move for a long time...

As Fengyun Wuji walked, he glanced at those who knelt on the ground from time to time. Before they got up, there was a period of time. He always closed his eyes, put his hands together, and his lips moved slightly. Feng Yun Wuji stared and listened carefully. Jing didn't hear any sound. People just moved their lips, and the sound always echoed in their hearts.

The cold wind is roaring, and the ice and snow are all over the place. I don't know how long it will last. The people walking in front of him suddenly stopped, and Fengyun Wuji had to stop. I was quite puzzled. I looked up and couldn't help but be shocked.

Tens of feet ahead, the ground is clean, revealing fresh soil. There is no snow on the ground, and then the sky is clear, without a trace of snow. Fengyun Wuji could hardly believe his eyes. His right hand stretched out from under his robe, and a few big snowflakes fell on the palm of his hand, and there was a cold feeling.

"This is Beihai Xuanyuan Hill." The man in black looked at the front and sighed, "This is an independent world, the only place in this land of ice and snow without snow."

Feng Yun Wuji was shocked: "It's just the power of the bones after death can already open such a piece of pure land in the center of the frozen earth. How powerful should the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan be in that life!"

Looking up at the sky, half of the heavy snow was flying, and the vision of clear and quiet. Fengyun Wuji suddenly had endless admiration in his heart. He withdrew his eyes. Fengyun Wuji followed the man in black and entered Xuanyuan Hill in the North Sea.

The boundless sea roared and fluctuated. Australia's Zhengqi was hundreds of feet high. It took a long time to fall. The sky was full of dark clouds, which seemed to be connected with the huge waves of the North Sea, which made people unable to tell where the sea was and where the clouds were. The direction of the North Sea to the The coast was covered with thorns, the ground was bare, and the waves surged to the shore from time to time, flooding the not very high peaks, smashed some of the peaks, and then returned to the North Sea with fragments.

On the other side of the land, the forest of bare stone peaks are arranged about 1,000 feet, and a huge bronze is cast into a tomb. At the top of the grass of the wall, there are several pointed upturns. Down, countless small words form a line to divide the cone-shaped copper cast shell into one, each extending down about tens of feet The edge then crossed an arc, which was raised like an eaves. The eaves raised below, and the arched caves all around the tomb. In each ten-foot-high cave, there was a haggard look, and a man in ragged clothes sat in it. The thick blood-red iron rope penetrated their bodies and rusty iron ropes. The two ends were connected to the copper wall, but these people looked indifferent and didn't seem to feel any pain at all.

Surrounded by many arched caves, there is a huge arched cave with a road dozens of feet wide, which leads directly into the cave. This is the entrance to the tomb of the Yellow Emperor in Xuanyuan Hill, Beihai.

Around the tomb of the Yellow Emperor in Xuanyuanqiu, a petrified giant snake bone stretched out from the bottom of the tomb. Around the tomb, dozens of feet of shuttle-shaped mudstone slanted out from the bottom of the ground and circled around the Yellow Emperor's tomb.

Under the backdrop of the roaring North Sea, it seemed to be bleak and sad here. A whine came from around Xuanyuan Hill in the North Sea, which was the cry of repentance from the ancient humans who came to the pilgrimage.

Fengyun Wuji stood beside the man in the black robe, looking around the thousands of people in the black robe, listening to a cry in his ears, he suddenly felt at a loss and at a loss.

The voices that shocked the soul came one after another:

"Your Majesty, bless our people!"

"Millions of years of hard work, I still haven't entered the supreme divine realm, Your Majesty, I'm guilty!" The man bowed to the ground with tears in his eyes.

"Millions of our clan have suffered in the demon world in exchange for peace for our clan, but we can't do anything for them. Not only that, but now the clansmen are fighting because of their different ideas. How many people die in vain! ..."

"It is pointed out by thousands of people and scolded by thousands of people. I would like to be the butcher who has betrayed all the curses. I only hope that our family can prosper as soon as possible under the hardships."

"Your Majesty, I am incompetent. After so many years, I still stay in this realm. As a human race, I can't give my part. I'm guilty!"

"I'm guilty!"

"I'm guilty, I won't hesitate to die!"

"I'm guilty and don't hesitate to die!"

In the crowd, a man suddenly lifted his black robe, pulled out his sword, poked into the heart, slowly fell to the ground, and the blood stained the ground.

"I'm guilty, and I'm a human race!" Another fell to the ground and fell on this land forever.

"It is proof of heaven, Xuanyuan's soul, if I can't step into the divine realm, I will enter reincarnation, and I will never be born!" One person suddenly stood up, turned around resolutely, and decided to leave without looking back...

There were cries around. My emperor, bless our people!"