Chapter 7 Cemetery of the Gods

Xing Tian sighed; "What if the teacher knew what happened 5,000 years ago? Do I still need you to look up the history of 5,000 years ago? Come with me and I'll take you to a place?"

Qiao Yun frowned and asked, "Teacher, where are you going?"

"Go to the cemetery of the gods--" Xing Tian said slowly.

The teacher's figure floated backwards, and Qiao Yun also stepped forward to chase the teacher.

After a while, Xing Kai stopped in mid-air and said, "You see, the teacher is the guardian of this cemetery. The teacher's body was destroyed, and his soul was almost sacrificed as a knife soul. Fortunately, a kind-hearted person came to save me so that I can live to this day. It was also he who asked me to guard this cemetery of the gods.

"Teacher, can the soul also be sacrificed as a knife soul?" Qiao Yun has only heard of sacrificing the treasures of divine soldiers with blood, and he has never heard of sacrificing the treasures of divine soldiers with soul.

For Qiao Yun's ignorance, Xing Tian was not angry and patiently explained: "People have souls, and the treasures of divine soldiers also have aura. The aura of a good divine soldier treasure is often sealed in it, so it needs a very spiritual soul to sacrifice the soul. Opening the seal inside will be connected with your heart and drive it freely. In order not to make you confused, the teacher will give you a very simple example. Can a weapon that has not been opened can hurt people? That's what the teacher said. Qiao Yun heard the teacher's many explanations, and his blood was boiling. It turned out that the road of cultivation was so fantastic. What if you have reached the peak of cultivation?

Qiao Yun suddenly said, "by the way, teacher, you just said that a kind-hearted person saved you. Who is he? I would like to thank him more when I meet him in the future.

Xing Tian can't laugh or cry. This apprentice is too smart for a while. Xing Tian smiled bitterly, "The teacher doesn't know who he is? That is, this kind-hearted man asked me to guard the cemetery of the gods, and he didn't say how long the deadline was?

"You didn't even say the deadline? Then teacher, won't you stay here all your life? Qiao Yun was shocked.

Xing Tian forced a smile and said, "The teacher has been here for 3,000 years, and it's no big for me to stay for thousands of years."

Qiao Yun took a breath of cold air. If he really stayed like this, there was no way. He secretly said to himself; I will definitely let the teacher leave here, and I must figure out what happened 5,000 years ago.

Qiao Yun walked into the cemetery of the gods under the leadership of Xing Tian. At a glance, this cemetery has an ancient atmosphere.

Every grave exudes magnificent energy, as if a powerful soul is imprisoned in the grave. Qiao Yun took a breath of cold air, and each grave is buried with former strong men.

The tombstones are all ancient characters. Qiao Yun and I didn't know these fonts. He asked curiously, "Teacher, what words are these?" Why can't I understand any of them?

Xing Tian had no choice but to spread out his hands and laughed, "If the teacher really knows the text above, then you don't need to help the teacher check the history of 5,000 years ago. These words are all 5,000 years old. No one knows what is written on them? Little head, come over with my teacher. The teacher will take you to see a more surprising coffin.

Qiao Yun followed Xing Tian.

At the end of the cemetery of the gods, the two were on the edge of the cliff. Qiao Yun lowered his head and saw that there was an abyss below, but he didn't know how deep it was. He could only see dozens of meters because black fog under the abyss kept coming out to block his sight.

Xing Tian stared at the front and sighed, "Little ghost, look up at this coffin--"

Qiao Yun looked up and saw a huge coffin floating in the void. The huge coffin has no support. The whole coffin is dark and faintly exudes black gas. The coffin is surrounded by ferocious ghosts; bull's head, horse face, night fork, and ghosts.

Qiao Yun took a breath of cold air. The coffin weighed tens of thousands of pounds and could float in the void without any support. How much energy was needed. The strength of a person who can make such a masterpiece should be unfathomable.

"If only I could have the strength like him." Qiao Yun's face was also a little gloomy, and he said, "Alas, how can a little shrimp like me be compared with the peak strong man?"

Xing Tian said slowly; "This coffin is at least 5,000 years old, which means that this cemetery of the gods has existed 5,000 years ago."

"That's right, little ghost, your soul is powerful. Can you help the teacher feel what's inside this coffin?"

Qiao Yun said, his eyes were closed, and he calmed down to feel the coffin with his soul.

Xing Tianlao didn't blink his eyes. Looking at Qiao Yun's face, he saw his eyebrows locked and his little face was a little painful.

Qiao Yun exhaled a turbid breath, but his little face was a little helpless.

Xing Tian quickly asked, "Little devil, how's it going? What did you find?

Qiao Yun shook his head and said, "Teacher, there seems to be something in this coffin that is estranged from the outside world. When I first used the power of my soul to feel it, I was hindered by a powerful energy." Xing Tian was not very frustrated and sighed, "That's all. In fact, the teacher also explored this coffin with the power of the soul a long time ago, which was also blocked by an energy. The teacher thought that his body was destroyed and his soul power was weak, so he could not explore. Now even you can explore, which is destined to be a mystery.

"Little devil, you are going to work hard with the teacher from tomorrow. The ugly words are ahead, and the hard work is very hard. Don't give up halfway. Xing Tian told him.

"I know, teacher." Qiao Yun's face opened with a smile.

Returning to the room, Qiao Yun lay ** When he remembered today's scene, he still had lingering palpitations. What shocking secrets were hidden in the cemetery of the gods? Who is the kind-hearted person who saved the teacher? Why did he let the teacher guard the cemetery of the gods?

This fog appeared in Qiao Yun's mind.

A 15-year-old teenager trotted on an open space the size of a football field with two bags tied to his feet. The teenager was Qiao Yun.

At this time, Qiao Yun was sweating, and his slightly immature little face was already red. The two bags on his feet were only the size of a head, and they were filled with blue rocks. The density of this kind of stone is very high, and the head-sized stone is more than 100 catties.

Two hundred catties is very heavy for ordinary people, but it is not heavy for Qiao Yun, but it is also very difficult. He has been running around this open space for two hours, and his strength is almost exhausted.

Qiao Yun accidentally fell to the ground and climbed up several times. As soon as he stood up, he fell to the ground again. Qiao Yun gritted his teeth and had only one belief; that is, he could only persevere that he could overcome difficulties and surpass himself.

Just like this, Qiao Yun stood up tremblingly.