Chapter 788 Archaeologist

The cold wind crossed the earth, whining among the high mountains and tches, making it more and more lonely.

The northern region is vast and boundless, and the silence and monotony are eternal themes. It is rare to see the huā in full bloom, and it is rare to see the huā fragrant bird language. The oasis is scattered like sesame seeds, and the dots are nothing at all.

Ye Fan walked through one red earth after another, and finally found the destination according to his memory. A purple mountain stood in front of him, like an angry sword rushing to the sky.

There are also nine mountains on the horizon, lying like nine real dragons, revealing the vicissitudes of life and loneliness.

There is no doubt that he came to Zishan, that is, the ancient imperial mountain in the mouth of ancient creatures, the place where the beginningless emperor sat.

Throughout the ages, no one can reach the strength of the First Emperor, which can deter nine days and ten earths, so that many forbidden areas of life are honest.

In fact, the cruel emperor is also a good choice, absolutely cruel and powerful enough. If he is resurrected, it is estimated that the ancient ancestor king will tremble. However, a cruel man lives for three or four generations, and he doesn't know which life to look for.

"Zishan... I'm here again." Ye Fan sighed for a while. He couldn't enter several times, but now he was forced to this point and had to die.

In the past, the holy places attacked Zishan many times to get the inheritance of the beginningless emperor, but when the bell wave rang, the people with many extreme imperial soldiers could only retreat.

In the last time, the holy places joined hands with the Zhongzhou Shenchao and finally attacked, and some people even said that they saw the beginningless emperor sitting cross-in on a Taoist platform.

"For so many years, why can no one sing for himself? What power is under control that other imperial soldiers can't resist?"

"Is the Wushi Emperor really dead? He is so strong that he may leave any backhand."

"Say a step back, if the Wushi Emperor dies, his body must be immortal. He is a congenital holy body Taoist fetus. I am a holy body, and most of the time I can also feel it with him. If I can live in his body..."

Ye Fan said to himself that he made up his mind to go to Zishan to see people, death and corpses, and there must be a result.

He landed on the ground and came closer step by step. This majestic purple mountain was deeply awe-inspiring.

There are too many secrets here. The immortal emperor in the heart of the ancient ten thousand clans was also buried here, originally called the ancient imperial mountain.

Even the emperor went out of here. He was taken away as a surprise stone by Yuan Tianshi ten thousand years ago, and then a divine egg was cut out by Ye Fan in Yaochi.

"The ancient imperial mountain is a place of pilgrimage of all ethnic groups in ancient times. The immortal emperor was buried, and finally the beginningless emperor also chose here." Ye Fan said to himself.

Yuan Tianshi once said that the change of the poor world here is extremely mysterious. He once asked future generations to worship this mountain, and there will be a good fate in the future.

Ye Fan returns again. Naturally, he will not forget to use the source technique to investigate well. I hope he can solve this mystery today.

"Let the gods in the hearts of the ancient races and the human emperors choose here, how much of fascinating is this?"

Ye Fan walked around the Purple Mountain, measured every inch of the land, looked at the nine dragon veins in the distance, and wanted to peep through the sky.

Suddenly, when he detoured to the other side, he walked opposite a person, and both sides suddenly stared.

"Duan De of the dog!"

"Bird Man Holy Body, why aren't you dead yet!" The two men cursed each other almost at the same time, and they all looked unhappy.

In front of him, a fat man doesn't look like a good man no matter how he looks. He wears a Taoist robe and a purple gold crown. He is definitely dressed as a treasure. He is an unscrupulous Taoist.

"Fatful man, how many immoral things have you done? How many graves have been dug to see the crown on your head and the silkworm clothes on your body are definitely unearthed for a long time." Ye Fan despised it.

"All right, your eyesight is good. By the way, when will you return my weapons? After the robbery, it will be all right? Duan De is very upset.

"Dad fat man, what are you doing here?" Ye Fan looked surprised and said, "Don't you think about the Wushi Emperor and want to dig his grave?" "You can't say that. The Wushi Emperor is dead or not." Duan De was very guilty and said, "I'm here to visit the ruins." You are ashamed to say this. People who dig their ancestral graves all day long come to visit a big tomb. What do you mean?" Ye Fan curled his lips.

"I, don't talk nonsense in this place, okay?" Duan De was anxious.

"You are also afraid of times, and you also believe that the beginningless emperor is not dead?" Ye Fanqi said.

"Wu Shi, even if this person is dead, no one else can desecre it. If you talk nonsense, there will be a big disaster." Duan Pangzi became more and more guilty.

"You guys are sometimes afraid of stealing graves and digging graves all day long?" Ye Fan feels funny.

"Damn it, don't talk about it with those thieves. I'm a examiner with lofty ideals. Everything is just to restore the truth of history." Duan De was not speakable.

Ye Fan looked contemptuous and said, "You are a tomb robber, just like an archaeologist. I blush for you. How can you restore the truth of history? Why don't you say that you have verified the process of human evolution and cultivation?" "I found that your little boy's words are quite accurate sometimes, no Wrong, I will be an archaeologist in the future. Don't say that I'm a grave robber, who will mention me and worry about him. I am a great archaeologist who has a lofty ideal, takes the responsibility of rationalizing the human process, and reproduces the real history through the underground mausoleum." Duan De was awe-inspiring.

"I've never seen such a shameless person..." Ye Fan really can't stand him.

"So, I came here to poison the ancient, to witness the miracle of the emperor and spur the future generations, which is a milestone of great historical significance."

"You have to show off." Ye Fan was almost speechless to him.

"At the way, boy, why are you still alive? You provoked the Valley of Gods, scolded the ancient royal family, and now you have jumped to the northern region alive. Have you eaten too much or are you tired of living?" Duan De looked surprised.

"Can you say something nice? Can I come to archaeology?" Ye Fan glanced at him.

"I knew that we were also great witnesses of history. Your source art and my feng shui are invincible in the world." Duan De was very talkable, and then suddenly asked, "You have really been away from this world for twelve years. Where have you been, what have you seen? Are there many tombs over there?"

"It's so cool, where are you going to die!" Ye Fan chose to ignore him, and then continued to measure Zishan. "It should be clear and clear.

The more he looked at it, the more evil he became. The more he thought about it, the more surprised he became. What is the mystery here? It actually involves life and death!

It is self-evident that an ancient emperor chose to be here. "They take care of yin and yang, life and death, which is a little scary. Is there really no beginning alive?

"Why do you also see that it is unusual? For me, the most authoritative person in the archaeological world, this place is really evil."

"What do you see?" Ye Fan asked him.

"This is a big grave, super huge, pulled by nine dragon veins" seems to break through the sky." Duan Dedao.

"What?!" When Ye Fan heard what he said, he shivered. Hearing what this guy said, it was really like Jiulong pulling a coffin.

"I can say with certainty that this tomb is not built for the dead, but for the living." Duan De said such a sentence.

The two had similar views, and then discussed it carefully and came to an amazing conclusion. The general trend of heaven and earth here can be connected to yin and yang, against life and death, and it is a land of immortality.

"It's impossible. The ancient emperor is dead. If he is still alive, it's impossible for the Qing Emperor to appear in the world!"

"The last time I entered this mountain, some people said that they really saw the beginningless emperor sitting on the stage with their own eyes, lifelike life."

The more the two talked, the more strange they felt. This place made them a little hairy.

Then, they thought of the immortal emperor, which was an ancient existence and the only god in the hearts of the ancient Wan clans. Zishan was the earliest place of burial. Strictly speaking, the beginningless emperor was the dove occupying the magpie's nest.

Then, they thought of the Xianfu World in Zhongzhou in an instant. There was a coffin made of ancient tea trees, in which there was a skin of the immortal emperor.

"Did the immortal emperor run out alive" or was he thrown out by the beginningless emperor?

The more the two thought about it, the more wrong it became. This place was more complicated and terrible than they thought.

"Kid, do you still want to go in?" Duan De asked him with slanted eyes.

"I have to enter. In order to deter the ancient races, there is no other choice, otherwise the Valley of God will be killing!" Ye Fan sighed, and then did Ran want to go in?

"I am a generous person. In order to restore the truth of history and to solve the mystery of the beginningless bell, I decided to go deeper and go deeper," Duan Deyi said righteously. After all, he still wanted to dig the tomb and stared at the beginningless clock.

Ye Fan was happy to follow up with him. This guy had half an imperial soldier on him, and he knew feng shui tomb art, which was definitely a great aid.

"You can't go in like this. In those years, several holy places and immortal gods went in and killed several extreme emperor soldiers. I don't know how many antiques were killed. I just half of the imperial soldiers, and I had to be bombarded into scum when I went in." Duan De muttered. He decided to find the old blind man and asked him to borrow the other half of the swallowing magic jar.

"Can you find him?" Ye Fan suspected that the death of the thirteen major bandits in the northern region had disappeared over the years and suffered a heavy blow.

"In those years, he came out with half of the imperial soldiers to save those little bandits, but he was almost killed by a split of an ancient ancestor king. I arrived in time, so that the swallowing magic jar was combined to smash the ancestor king's split.

Ye Fan was surprised. He didn't expect such a thing. It seems that the thirteen bandits have been really difficult for so many years. No wonder he went to the customs without dying. Is it quick to prove the sanctification?

"Maybe, only after swallowing the magic jar can we protect us completely. It is different from other imperial soldiers." Duan Dedao.

When the swallowing magic jar is separated, the power is not obvious, and it is even difficult to stimulate it, but once it is united, it will be extremely strange. Occasionally, you can hear a sigh, as if the ancient emperor is about to resurrect.

It is a cruel weapon, cast with its own body, which is completely different from other imperial soldiers.

Duan De left to look for the old blind man. Ye Fan also left Zishan and began to prepare.

In an unknown mountain, Ye Fan went thousands of miles underground, buried his real body, and the yuan god flew out into the main holy shell.

"Duan De, the son of a bitch, is in this area. Don't steal my real body." Ye Fan muttered, and he didn't know how many Yuan Tianshen were carved.

He tried his best, and it took several days to get out the two pieces of green copper and put them into the holy human body shell.

After that, Ye Fan took a few pieces of imperial jade and other needs and returned to Zishan.

"Damn it, a saint!" Duan De came back first, and his eyes were straight. At that time, he sacrificed the swallowing magic jar.