Chapter 387 Return to Xuanyuan Tomb

The gloomy coffin exposed the scene inside. It was dark. The whole coffin was only half a meter thick in the sky, but nothing could be seen in the sun, as if there was a bottomless hole inside that sucked all the light in. A hand slowly stretched out from the darkness and fell on the coffin. There was no meat in that hand. It was all composed of dry white bones. There were bright red nails on the fingers, and the dimness on one finger with this bone hand was enough to make people shudder. There is a small red ring on the finger, which hangs emptyly on the bone. It seems to be a living thing. After death, the body rots and the ring looks a little big. There was a dark blue rag on his arm, and he couldn't see it any more. It was still dark.

"Oh..." The three people of Mo Lihong made a uncomfortable voice. No matter who they were, whether it was reality or a game, they were always a little uncomfortable in the face of things like zombies.

"Ha ha, are you afraid? It's okay. The breath of death from hell will make you die happily. Zhang Jingfen showed a murderous expression on her face. If Yang Zhiyun saw this expression, it would be difficult to imagine that the tough little pepper young woman could have such a murderous spirit. No, it was the spirit of death.

Mo Lihong and others said nothing more. The three of them dispersed and surrounded Zhang Jingfen and others. At this moment, Yang Zhiyun, who had been lying on the ground in a coma, suddenly spewed out a mouthful of black blood and immediately corroded a big hole in the ground like sulfuric acid. I don't know what it is, but it has such an effect!

"Oh, he doesn't seem to be able to bear it anymore." My cousin said with some fun.

Zhang Jingfen looked down at the pool of black blood. A trace of surprise flashed in her eyes. She gently hooked her finger and said, "Let's go."

"Yo Xi." My cousin spit out a nondescript Japanese smile. The previous golden light flashed all over the body, and it was the light that the teleporting array lit up!

"I don't want to go!" The three of Mo Lihong launched an attack, and the offensive was like thunder, but their voices were unconsciously weak. With a flash of light, Zhang Jingfen and others disappeared in place. The attack of the three people of Mo Lihong failed at the same time, and their faces suddenly turned pale. The three of them were humiliated again and again as soon as they came out of the mountain today, which made how can the self-righteous players endure it.

Mo Lihong clenched his fist in his hand for a long time and said, "Let's go and protect the Empress first." Regardless of the two equally ugly companions next to him.

The golden light flashed, and four people suddenly appeared in the wide plain. It was Zhang Jingfen and others who looked at the injuries of Yang Zhiyun and the little fox. Zhang Jingfen stood up and looked around for a week and said, "Isn't this still outside Huangling City? Why did you come here?"

My cousin sat softly on the ground and took out the map in his hand and smiled, "I'm not a fairy. You need to be strong for free. I'm exhausted. Let me see, we are in Xuanyuan Tomb now? That's enough. It's far away from the war zone. Don't worry, it's safe now.

Zhang Jingfen did not reply to him, but looked coldly at Yang Zhiyun, who fell to the ground, and sighed gently, and also said nothing.

At this moment, Daji, who fell to the ground, coughed twice and woke up. Zhang Jingfen looked at the little fox on one side and said, "Well, it's not serious."

Daji wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth and said in a low voice, "It's okay, but I'm afraid the owner is in danger."

Zhang Jingfen said lightly, "It's okay. I just saw it. It won't be life-threatening."

"No, you don't understand." Daji shook his head and said with a serious expression, "The master fell into the trap of weaving a long heart. He, he read the Book of Mingsheng Heaven!" Saying that here, Daji's eyes flashed and were full of fear.

Zhang Jingfen's face changed and she wanted to say something, but somehow she never spoke. On the contrary, her cousin said without knowing the situation, "Mingsheng Tianshu? What is that?"

Daji bowed his head and said, "No, I can't say..."

"The Mingsheng Tianshu is one of the four legendary books. The author is unknown. Everyone who owns this book has the ability to change their lives against the sky. It is said that the Hetuluo Book is from the first page and the last page of the Mingsheng Tianshu." Zhang Jingfen, who was beside her, suddenly said indifferently.

"You! How would you know?" Daji looked at Zhang Jingfen in horror, as if it was a secret that should not be said in her heart.

"Well, that..." My cousin said with some ignorance, "So the book is so awesome that the storm should be good. Why do you say that you are trapped?"

"You don't understand..." Daji lowered his head in a glanguous tone.

But Zhang Jingfen seemed to open the chat box at this time and couldn't stop it. She continued to say, "Hetu Luoshu, two mysterious patterns handed down from ancient times. There is no accurate statement about the content from ancient times to the present, but the most common statement is that the river map is the body, and the Luoshu is used; the river map is often used, and the Luoshu is changed; The river map overlaps, and the Luo book is divided; the square circle is hidden, the yin and yang embrace each other, and they are used for each other and are inseparable. From this book, countless ancient books are derived, such as Taiji, Bagua, Zhou Yi, Liujia, Jiuxing, Fengshui, Yin and Yang Five elements, etc., so many people think that the author of the Mingsheng Tianshu is the legendary Fuxi God.

"Don't say it!" Daji, who was sitting on the ground, screamed, with sharp fangs on the corners of his mouth.

Zhang Jingfen didn't pay attention to Daji's words at all and continued to say, "In those years, Fuxi passed this book to the Yellow Emperor, the Yellow Emperor Yao, the Emperor Yao passed on to the emperor Shun, the emperor Shun bed Dayu, and Dayu was governed by the water, and the Mingsheng Tianshu was passed down from generation to generation to generation. Each of them was the order of the emperor, and the emperor was the supreme, so there is a legend that the world of those who got this book. . "

Hearing such a lot of nagging words, my cousin finally couldn't help interrupting Zhang Jingfen and said, "Stop, stop. After saying so much, I still don't understand why the storm was injured!" He could feel the fanatical atmosphere in Zhang Jingfen's tone when he said this. Somehow, it made him a little cold all over.

"Don't you understand yet?" Zhang Jingfen smiled coldly and said, "In short, the Mingsheng Book of Heaven is the art of fortune-telling, the name of man, the fate of heaven, and the fate of the road. There is an old saying that people are not as good as the calculation of heaven, but this sentence is useless to the Book of Mingsheng Heaven. With it, you can know for five hundred years, pain for five hundred years later, change your life against the sky, and walk the road of heaven. It's equivalent to knowing what will happen in the future. But." Speaking of this, Zhang Jingfen paused slightly and said in a low tone, "This kind of book is not something that ordinary people can read. fortune-telling is actually an arithmetic. Through a large number of calculations and accurate observation, it consumes inhuman brainpower to understand it, and this is even more so. Once you see the content, people who are not smart will immediately know the soul. The soul is scattered, and the flesh and blood are eliminated. As for this extremely smart concept, you can try it yourself.

This made my cousin Han Mao stand up. He looked at the angry Daji and said worriedly, "Then why didn't the storm die? Did he understand it?"

"I don't know about this. It's just a legend. Don't take it seriously." Zhang Jingfen suddenly changed her tone, as if the previous words were a joke, but her cousin didn't think so.

"Where on earth did you learn about the Mingsheng Tianshu!" Daji seemed to be hiding some secrets, but she was lifted out by Zhang Jingfen. She simply calmed down and looked at Zhang Jingfen coldly.

Zhang Jingfen seemed to be a little tired. She put down the coffin behind her, stirred up a muffled sound and said, "Is there something wrong with what my master said?"

Daji's eyes floated elsewhere without words. His cousin asked curiously, "Four strange books? What are the remaining three books?

Zhang Jingfen glanced at her cousin and said, "What you should know will let you know. What you shouldn't know. It's not good for you to know."

The cousin was pushed back and was not angry. It seemed that he was the kind of man who was not born to be angry. Just as he wanted to say something, there was an earth-shaking explosion in Huangling City in the distance. A dark mushroom cloud rose. This explosion seemed to be very big, and the strong shock was Zhang Jingfen thousands of miles away. Wait for others to feel it.

"Yo, the battle over there seems to be very fierce." Zhang Jingfen exclaimed.

Yang Zhiyun, who had been in a coma, seemed to be awakened by the shock. "Uh-huh..." He woke up, but his face was extremely ugly. He covered his head and couldn't stand up for a long time. His mind was messy. It seemed that tens of thousands of shrews scolded the street in their heads. They couldn't hear clearly but were extremely irritable, and their eyes turned white, as if I haven't fully woken up yet.

Seeing Yang Zhiyun's appearance, his cousin said softly, "He woke up, Sister Fen, don't forget the previous appointment. I flashed." He looked at Daji and smiled and said, "Do me a favor, don't say you see me." With a snap of his finger, the golden light flashed and the whole person immediately disappeared in place and transmitted away.

"Cut, didn't you just say that it can't be transmitted?" Zhang Jingfen said softly and turned her head to look at Daji with a confused face.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!" Finally, Yang Zhiyun Science, who came back, let out a series of screams. His mind was like a shit stick stirring the yellow stool in the dung pit, crushing all his brains! Shredded!!!

"Master! Are you all right?" Daji rushed up and cared about Yang Zhiyun.

"Quick! Send me to Xuanyuan Tomb!" Yang Zhiyun seemed to suddenly wake up, roared at Daji, and then fell into endless screams.

"Ah?" Daji was stunned by Yang Zhiyun and said, "Master! Master!" But Yang Zhiyun didn't respond at all, just yelled somewhere.

"Listen to him." Zhang Jingfen, standing next to him, said.

Daji snorted coldly, but immediately carried out her order, picked up Yang Zhiyun and walked towards Xuanyuan's tomb, without saying anything to Zhang Jingfen next to him.

"Well, things seem to be getting more and more interesting." Zhang Jingfen smiled and picked up the coffin and followed Daji without any intention of helping.

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