Yama Rising Chapter 693: : Ghost King Coffin
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This is the secret fold left by the second Hades, printed under the second-generation forbidden technique module!
One person and one dog glanced at each other, Qin Ye pondered for a few seconds and said: "Is this the key left by the second-generation Hades? The key to unlock a certain place?"
"The Confucianists stole this secret book when they learned about this news? What they actually want...maybe this key? And the activation of the second-generation forbidden spell module is just a surprise? "
There are too many doubts, and now it can only rely on guesswork. Di listened to ponder for a long time, and said in a deep voice: "Then how do you explain, this'key' is drawn under the second-generation forbidden technique?"
No explanation.
Qin Ye shook his head and scratched the void. The half of the scroll that had been torn off in the Black Mamba Mansion appeared in the air. He carefully aligned the lines on the scroll and the door lock. The next second, the scroll spontaneously ignited without wind, turning into black fly ash and scattered all over the sky.
"This is?" He stared at the scene in amazement. Diting slightly narrowed his eyes: "The power of the Hades...this leaves a trace of the power of the second generation Hades. Only it can open this door."
Qin Ye opened his mouth slightly and chuckled softly.
Really Temujin's tomb?
Otherwise...Why is the seal of the ghost king on the outside and the seal of Hades on the inside?
But... even if it is Temujin, how can he be so favored?
Gongs are all founding emperors, but they have laid down the largest territory in history. However, Tang Taizong and Qin Shihuang didn't have this kind of honor, right?
Over... During the Yuan Dynasty, the Chinese were slaughtered 65 million. This is a big offense. Why should he be so favored?
Can't figure it out... then don't think about it. After the scroll turned into fly ash, what remained was the traces of the six-petal lotus, firmly embedded in the door lock. In an instant, traces of golden traces spread along the door lock, slowly wrapping around the huge Changshengtian relief on the door.
Ka...A mechanical sound rang behind the door, and immediately after...Kakakaka, the sound of machinery kept coming. The heavy door finally opened suddenly.
All the puzzles are inside.
Qin Ye took a deep breath and walked in solemnly.
Suddenly, there is an open mind, and behind the gate, there is a huge space of about 100 meters. I'm afraid it is fifty meters high. Countless pale prayer flags were hung, and the air brush that was brought up by the opening of the door was now raised. As if welcoming visitors after this thousand years. It also looked like an empty dead country, extending countless arms of welcome to the visitors.
At the very center, is a statue of Longevity Heaven. Unlike what Qin Ye saw in the sky before, this statue has three heads and six arms, holding a wheel of law/wheel, human bones, flute, prayer flags, lotus, and prayer wheels. The face is kind and lifelike.
It is about twenty meters tall and has a green body. One red and one blue eyes. In the center, the bottom two hands are held at the pubic area, holding a two-and-a-half-meter wooden coffin.
"Jade..." Qin Ye stroked the statue lightly. Muttered: "Although the variety is not the best, the whole body is one piece, and its value is by no means inferior to any top jade. And there are very few impurities. This is not the emperor can not enjoy this honor."
"The eyes are the top red sapphires, pigeon blood red, VividRed. The blue ones are called ‘cornflower blue’ or ‘royal blue’..."
"Wait..." I listened to the expression of "You are not bluffing me" on his face: "No...how do you know so much?"
Qin Ye's face was deep: "I used to work at Chow Tai Fook... You will never understand what it is like to live in the East China Sea with a monthly salary of 3,000... Oh, it was ten years ago."
Di Ting shut up wisely.
I always feel like a treasure boy... He knows a little about everything... I always feel that some strange professions will appear as we continue to dig, such as cowboys, mannequins, public boyfriends...
Tsk tusk tusk... You are too beautiful to look directly at you...
"Hammer's job saved you from the lower limit of collapse." It took a long time before it spoke with certainty.
"Hehe... Dad is the Hades who knows people's livelihood best in the three generations! He knows the first two?"
"I don't like to listen to these words... the past few people's livelihood is not good?"
"Bah! They know how much vinegar costs a catty?! They know the skin pain of rising prices?! They know the feeling of garlic rising from two to nine yuan! They know what brand of salt to choose from the explosion of Japanese nuclear power plants? Qin Ye instantly turned into a puffer fish and exploded at one point. After gritted his teeth and sprayed, faintly said: "No, they don't know. Because...I can't imagine the happiness of rich people!"
Take a deep breath. He doesn't intend to continue this painful recollection of the subject. He looks around. The room is still made of obsidian. But the difference is that there is no fire dragon here, but it is as bright as day.
"Embed the Ye Mingzhu into the wall. In such a large space, at least tens of thousands of them are inlaid... What a big handwriting..." With a sigh of emotion, he turned his gaze to the coffin.
The coffin is not the rectangular shape of China, but is like a human shape. Numerous patterns are carefully carved on the front. Look carefully, most of them are reliefs of cavalry conquest. The entire coffin was sealed with gold straps, which were inlaid with red sapphires.
Not to mention the preciousness of golden nanmu, the value of this belt is extraordinary. And this tomb doesn't know what treatment has been done, but the nanmu and gold are not decayed.
All the puzzles are here...The two of them cautiously did not approach, and Di listened to take a breath, and the belt clicked and slid off the coffin like a vine.
Kaz...The coffin lid slowly opened. The two of them stared inwardly. However, just after turning it on, they all gasped.
"This is..." Qin Ye looked at it incredulously. At this moment, he only felt that there was too little language to organize. Di He was also dumbfounded, with his mouth wide open, completely unable to believe it.
"How is this... possible?"
There is no one in the coffin.
Like Mongolian customs, a groove was dug into the dead. But in the groove... is a sword.
A heavy sword.
Qin Ye has seen it, and I have also seen it. This is...the second-generation forbidden technique activation module!
"Second-generation forbidden technique?" Qin Ye looked at Di listen, his mind buzzed.
"It looks like..." The voice trembled at Die Hear. If the second-generation forbidden technique has been done, then... the road under the Huaguo Heifu is much easier!
It rushed to the coffin quickly and took a closer look. After a long time, he felt relieved and shook his head as if disappointed: "No."
Without waiting for him to say, Qin Ye already rubbed his eyes and said, "Is it the activation module of the second-generation forbidden technique? Not a complete forbidden technique?"
Just now, he took a look. The gate of Yin Fu suddenly opened in front of him, as if entering the Yin Fu universe, each of the runes is the tens of thousands of stars in the universe. That kind of violent shock made his brain bang muffled, and he couldn't help closing his eyes.
Any yin talisman, to him who has never been in contact with yin talisman, is nothing less than ten thousand renshan mountains.
So many...so complicated
Yinfu...This is definitely a component of the second generation of forbidden techniques!
"It's impossible..." The surroundings were silent. For a long time, Di Ting took a few steps back, breathing quickly and looked around: "Impossible... The second generation of forbidden technique is just a concept. Who made it? Why is it here?"
"Naturally it is the second-generation Hades." Qin Ye calmed down and said with a sigh of relief: "Perhaps the second-generation forbidden technique is not difficult for him, so the secrets he left behind can also be explained clearly. The key to forbidden art and door opening... I'm afraid this is what Confucianism wants!"
"But it's unscientific!" Di Ting Mao stood up: "The activation module of the second generation of forbidden art... only exists in theory! Even if this kind of thing is made, how can there be no guardian!"
"Moreover, this is definitely not a way to seal the second generation of forbidden arts. This is obviously a tomb! Whose tomb is this? Forbidden arts tomb? This is ridiculous!"
Qin Ye frowned and began to look around the coffin. Soon, he beckoned to Di Ting, pointed at the head of the coffin and said: "Here is the answer."
The head of the coffin is engraved with a line of vermilion characters.
Yuan Taizu, Emperor Shengwu, Temujin.
"Really the tomb of Temujin?" Di Ting looked around in amazement: "In China...we are now in China! Temujin's tomb is really in China! But... his Where's the corpse?"
"Where is his soul?"
The tomb is just an empty shell.
They don't care about the treasures in the sun, all they want is the soul in the sun, but now the soul is missing!
"Will this really be the Tomb of Forbidden Art?" Di Ting proposed a sci-fi concept.
"No." Qin Ye stood beside the coffin, stroking the coffin gently: "This is the tomb of Tie Muzhen."
"Otherwise, human-shaped grooves will not be dug in it. Instead, epee grooves should be left."
Too much fog. There are clues everywhere, and the squandering is gradually becoming charming, but I don't know where to start.
At least, it's impossible to figure it out just by thinking of them.
"Go back first." Di Ting also calmed down and sighed: "In any case, it is always good to have a forbidden activation module. Everything is difficult at the beginning, and now I skip the first procedure. Forbidden. Technical engineering...you can start as appropriate."
It looked at Qin Ye solemnly: "This is the foundation of the four constants, and in any case, it must be made within a hundred years."
Qin Ye nodded and picked up the heavy sword. The strange thing is that although this sword is close to two meters, it is as light as a feather in the hand.
"Remember, don't input yin qi." Di Ting said in a deep voice with suppressed excitement: "Once the yin qi passes through, its weight is enough to instantly crush you into meatloaf."
"Can it be put away?"
"Can't... Do you think I am Doraemon?!"
"...That's really a pity..." Qin Ye put the heavy sword on his back, and when he was about to leave, his eyes suddenly brightened. Immediately after taking a breath, a sudden bright feeling rushed from his feet to his head, staring at the coffin.
"What's wrong with you?" Di Ting glanced at him unexpectedly, and jumped onto his shoulder. The moment he looked at the coffin, he also took a deep breath, and a golden ghost fire ignited in his eyes for an instant. !
Under the epee, there is a line of words.
It is written in Yin Qi, and I don’t know how long it has passed, but it still hasn’t dissipated.
"Let me go traveling around the world. I will return within a hundred years. The seal is unbreakable. You can do it yourself—September 7, 1962. Changshan Zhao Zilong? Fuck!?"