Chapter 31 Burial Hall

The valley is secluded, and the bonfires are rustling, making people's faces red. The firewood makes a crisp sound from time to time. Lu Yu and Yun sat sadly on the ground, speechless for a long time.

Finally, Yunkongchou first broke the silence: "In 524, in Dongyi civil strife, the king of Yiling led the Muni army into the nine palaces and killed more than 3,000 people of the royal family. There was no life left. According to historians, Wang Yi's chaos."

Yunkong's face was calm, but his eyes flashed with resentment. The flame that had been difficult to extinguish for thousands of years rose from his heart.

"Then what are you doing..." Lu Yu asked, but he wanted to stop talking.

"Taifu Bo Li said that he was loyal and refined. At the entrustment of my father, he opened the door of the royal court, pretended to be sincere, and exchanged pillars with the method of stealing beams, just to preserve my last trace of royal blood."

Lu Yu was shocked, and Bo Liyan was the Taifu of Dongyi. He was an important minister of the dynasty. After the Dongyi Rebellion, the world knew that he opened the gate of the Dongyi royal court, combined inside and outside, and destroyed the ancestral temple of the royal family Si clan. Unexpectedly, this person was entrusted by the king of Dongyi. It was really surprising.

"The royal court of the five races is passed down from ancient times and has a profound background. How could the king of Yiling break through the imperial capital so easily? It is rumored that the secret land has the power to pick stars and chase the moon. I think there should be many such people in the royal court. Lu Yu was puzzled and asked.

Yunkongchou picked up the bonfire, and the flame rose: "The Dongyi royal family is passed down from the ancient Dayi. Hundreds of thousands of years of accumulation can not be underestimated. However, since the origin of the Holy Emperor's feathering in the thousand years and the chaos of the five ethnic groups, the talents have begun to wither. After the end of the Holy Emperor's era, it is difficult to prove the strong in this world. Moreover, it was big Although Yi preached the Taoist scriptures, he did not leave the essence of Dayi. The road was incomplete, and the other side had a weak image. But after all, the background is still there, and it will definitely not be extinct from the ancestral temple!"

Speaking of this, Yunkong suddenly stopped talking and his eyes became deep and cold.

"In that case, how can it be..." Lu Yu asked and felt something was wrong.

"The king of Yiling is weird!" Before Lu Yu finished asking, Yunkong was worried and took the lead.

"Is it weird?" Lu Yu's heart moved, but when he saw that Yunkong's eyes were getting colder and colder, his whole temperament was like a cold pool and abyss, so he didn't ask much. He quickly changed the topic and said, "Then how did you fall into the southern wilderness and become a slave?"

"This is a gamble! As I just said, the ancestor Dayi passed down the Taoist scriptures, but did not leave the essence. The road is incomplete, but there is a dense place in the clan, and only the direct blood can know to enter. After the civil strife, I sneaked in with the help of Bo Liyan and found a big secret, which was not only related to our Dongyi royal family, but also involved an unknown secret in ancient times.

"The unknown secrets of ancient times?" Lu Yu's heart moved and suddenly thought of the mysterious great ancestor of Zhaoyao Mountain. The great ancestor was a figure in the era of Xuanyuan's holy emperor. In terms of power, even if it is not as good as Xuanyuan's, it is almost the same. Moreover, all kinds of signs show that the great ancestor is likely to be the great enemy of Xuanyuan's life. Such a earth-shaking figure is not known to future generations and buried in It's incredible. Why is it not recorded in history books that who the great ancestor is? What happened in ancient times? Obviously, what later generations knew was not the whole truth, and everything appeared in front of Lu Yu like a fog. At this time, he couldn't help but have associations when he heard that Yunkongchou mentioned the ancient secrets. After all, he got the Taoist scripture "Immortal Sutra" from his great ancestor.

"Lu Yu, how much do you know about Xuanyuan?" Yunkong worried about interrupting Lu Yu's thoughts and asked.

Lu Yu was stunned and then said, "Xuanyuan was born in troubled times, but he met extraordinary times in his life. He could calm down Yunchuan for decades, unify the world, and finally established the foundation of humanity. It is said that Xuanyuan is an emperor with benevolence, selflessness and wisdom."

Yunkong sad smiled and said, "The world doesn't pass on Xuanyuan's family too much like a person. At that time, our ancestor Dayi, was under the command of the Xuanyuan family. The Xuanyuan family recorded in the family is a wonderful person. He is wild but funny, upright but not rigid. It can be said that Xuanyuan can be followed by countless strong people. Although his strength is strong, on the other hand, it is also related to his personality charm.

Lu Yu's heart moved: "Is this secret you know related to Xuanyuan?"

Yun Kongchou suddenly restrained his smile and said, "I learned about a buried history secretly. At that time, the Holy Emperor of Xuanyuan unified Yunchuan, and the prosperous world was as brilliant as a nine-day fairyland. It was a big generation that you could not imagine, like the brilliant essence of heaven and earth. The great gods of the universe coincidentally concentrated in the same generation. There were many masters gathered, and there were many people under Xuanyuan's command alone. This is a prosperous dynasty that later generations can only look up to, but it is precisely such an unprecedented power that laid a disaster for later.

"After the world calmed down, Xuanyuan visited Yunchuan in his later years and walked through the place where he grew up in his life. After returning, he gathered all kinds of powers under his command in the Xuanyuan Emperor's temple. At the right time, Xuanyuan sat high in the temple and said with a smile: 'One of my life, I am worthy of heaven and earth, and I am on the same road. However, even if I and other testimonies, I am powerless to go against the way of heaven and earth. It is human's common sense to live, old, sick and die. Three days later is the day of my death. Speaking of this, everyone present was shocked. You should know that the longevity of the Taoist monk is long, and the Xuanyuan family is even more of the best. At this time, all the great powers of the Taoism under his command have not yet fallen. They never thought that it was Xuanyuan who feathered first and was also learned by themselves.

"Is the power of the Taoist so unpredictable that the Holy Emperor Xuanyuan is really unfathomable?" Lu Yu was shocked.

"No, it's not like that." Yun Konghou shook his head: "Even if the proof can measure your life and death, I don't know exactly how. Moreover, according to the ancestor's record, the situation on that day was extremely strange. At that time, everyone present looked at each other and deeply revealed fear and doubt in their eyes. Obviously, everyone saw that it was wrong, but no one dared to bring it up.

"Woe? How weird?" Lu Yu was even more suspicious and asked puzzledly.

"I don't know, the ancestors didn't mention it, it's just a stroke." Yun Konghou shook his head and continued to say, "What's even more strange is that Xuanyuan asked him to put himself in the burial fairy hall after his death."

"What? Funeral Hall? What is this place? According to legend, Xuanyuan Holy Emperor Xian passed away and turned into feathers, and his body was clarified and gas, and he was buried in the pit. How can it be placed in this so-called burial hall? Moreover, neither the historical books nor myths and legends have mentioned this burial hall. Lu Yu was surprised to hear this and raised his doubts.

Yunkong frowned and said solemnly, "It seems that the mythical history that has been handed down to this day is not complete. On that day, Xuanyuan mentioned the burial hall, including his ancestors, who were puzzled and had never heard of it. In the end, it had not been proved in those years, that is, the later source of the heart, the Holy Emperor raised questions. Xin Liuyuan is a disciple of Xuanyuan, who is loved by Xuanyuan in his old age.

"Since the Holy Emperor raised questions, everyone stared at Xuanyuan, hoping for an answer. Xuanyuan didn't say anything, but just pointed out. In an instant, the space fluctuation broke, the layers were broken, and a black hole was aligned, emitting a chaotic atmosphere, like a founding singularity, and the ground wind. Water and fire gushed out together, and everyone seemed to hear the gods and Buddha singing for nine days. The golden lotus bloomed, the fairy light overflowed, and the colorful auspicious clouds surrounded, and suddenly shook. The space was shattered and reorganized. From the beautiful scenery, a palace rose out. The flowing light was overflowing, but the style was very strange, like a palace, like a coffin, and a faint yellow river. The stream surrounds and evaporates the undead. Everyone came to the hall and looked from afar. There were three big words written on the plaque on the high hall of the palace: Burial Fairy Hall!"

Speaking of this, Lu Yu took a breath of cold air. The ancient power was indeed earth-shaking. Xuanyuan is worthy of being a great man of all ages. Such a means and such courage are as magnificent as myths and legends, which makes future generations admire and admire them.

Yunkong was worried regardless of Lu Yu's surprise and continued: "The funeral hall appeared in the world, and everyone was surprised. The human race has been passed down for countless years, but it has never been so dense. Now it appears out of thin air like a cloud of doubt in the hearts of everyone. However, Xuanyuan didn't care and said with a faint smile: I was buried in this hall after my death. After that, I was buried in the fairy hall and returned to nothing. You can't reveal half a word. You must keep your mouth like a bottle. This is the king's life. Everyone immediately bowed to the order.

"Three days later, will Xuanyuan die?" Lu Yu asked.

"Three days later, Xuanyuan was as usual, full of energy and did not decline at all. In the evening of that day, he tasted tea at the stargazing platform until late at night. Seeing that Xuanyuan was like this, everyone thought that Xuanyuan had made a joke with everyone, or the judgment was wrong. The night was getting deeper and deeper. Seeing that the third day was about to pass, a stone in everyone's hearts fell to the ground, but at this time, a dragon roar resounded through the world and shocked all sentient beings. Everyone's heart sank when they heard it and understood that it was the roar of the dragon beside Xuanyuan. They couldn't help rushing to the stargazing platform, but when they felt it, they saw a terrible scene.

Speaking of this, Yunkongchou looked up at Lu Yuyou and said, "Xuanyuan stood south, with his left finger to the sky, his eyes closed, and his face was smiling, as if Yuhua died, and this was the moment when the third day had just ended!"