Chapter 1001 The phoenix chariot and the sedan chair are used as the coffin

The sea of ​​blood is turning huge waves!

The blood Tai Sui rushes out of the six large jars of the underground palace, as if it opened an endless sea of ​​blood, flooding the world.

This underground palace, which is only a few dozen feet in square meters, covers the world, endless and boundless.

The hard work of being stolen and turning into paper people is almost crazy.

The path he practiced was the smoke cultivation, which was extremely rare in the heavens and all realms. It was considered a branch of the fragrant cultivation. The smoke was emitting mist, like a dream, but now it was emitting countless smoke from his mouth. Some were hidden in flames, and sparks were lit to set off flames. Some contained gold energy, and as countless handles of smoke fell, they cut and killed.

Some are like the coldness of the ages, wherever they go, everything is frozen.

All kinds of Taoist powers were hidden inside, and as he breathed out a mouthful of smoke from his natal life, it turned into countless disasters and Taoist injuries and imprinted on the paper man.

But a mere paper man, a mere thin piece of paper, fell countless flesh and blood, countless corpses, accumulated corpses like mountains, and blood flowed into the sea...

The paper man was not destroyed, but split out countless corpses, making the world more and more real.

The old Taoist Tongshen shrank slightly, and with a wave of his hand, countless paper money flew up and fell down, burning in the air, thus establishing a mysterious connection with the countless corpses.

In just a moment, the old Taoist Tongshen felt a wisp of his truth being stolen by that mysterious trace of connection.

"Enough! You have not discovered it yet? You just got an illusion, and now your reality is being stolen!"

The old Taoist Tongshen fell into Kugeng's hands, and his infinite anger, ignorance and resentment were "buyed away" by that copper coin, which made Kugeng's mind clear.

Only then did he realize that his magical powers had become a mark on the countless corpses.

General Jiuyou next to him was already scared and kept trembling, muttering: "No, these are not real..."

Fan Cun looked at the face of countless people, ragged old people, and from ignorant babies to children who are just in the corner, as well as old women in the village and delicate women.

Every corpse falling from the paper man had a face, and the paper man's body was densely filled with names and stories.

General Jiuyou and the Tushizi he brought were completely unable to move in front of this sea of ​​corpses and blood!

And they reincarnate seem to have a slight external force to become part of the "history" engraved in the bones.

Fan Cun murmured: "What kind of history is buried here?"

General Jiuyou didn't even have the strength to raise his hand, and almost fell to the ground. His eyes were filled with fear: "Ghost grave, ghost grave... How can we face the ghost in the grave?"

The old Taoist Tongshen replied in a daze: "I know what secret history are buried in the three ghost graves!"

"That is the most painful and terrifying part of the dynasty in this world. It represents the three history of foreign invasion and massacre. Under the official history, all kinds of hidden truths are buried!"

"The three ghost tombs are not only burying the three little people who leave traces in the calendar, but also three dynasties and thousands of people without names behind it!"

"This thing cannot be killed!"

"The more you kill that period of history, the more real it is! Because the essence of that secret history is disaster and massacre!"

Seeing those increasingly real corpses and seeing the increasingly clear disasters in the sea of ​​blood, even though the old Taoist Tongshen is already a figure in the demonic path, he had to secretly be frightened.

Their killings, their atrocities, are to help the secret history of this tomb seal become more and more real.

Moreover, with the true level of their reincarnation, once they are completely refined by this secret history in the tomb, they may be able to directly bring this history back to the present!

The old Taoist Tongshen already knew why those dynasties had to build these ghost tombs...

Out of the need for rule, they must erase their atrocities and massacres from history, but the erased history is a secret history. Once it becomes a secret history, this history is alive and constantly changing.

They are afraid that their atrocities will be known, but they do not want the results of their atrocities to be destroyed.

So they decided to be the ‘official history’, and buried the ‘secret history’ of atrocities here.

Use official history to suppress secret history...

The three major ghost graves come from this.

The owners of the ghost tomb are all figures in the official history and even in a key link in history.

Their corpses naturally carry the power of official history, but what is really buried in them are the corpses that have no record in history, which have actually existed but cannot be proved now!

The hard work has stopped completely, but he has turned into a paper man and has become a part of the secret history.

He raised his head, like paper, his stiff face looked at everyone, and his hoarse voice was like broken paper, and he heard from his throat: "Why? Why don't you do it?"

Endless corpses, countless paper people stood up little by little, and walked towards them.

Ku Geng was also staring at them in it and murmured: "I...I have become a part of this history. Hahaha, what I have done has become history? Am I living in the past? Do I exist? Or does it not exist?"

Fan Cun's cold sweat was already covered in his back, and the impression of hard work in his memory was rapidly declining.

He can no longer remember what he looked like, and even what he did, it was already blurred.

Fan Cun was even more suspicious, just because he was afraid that all the hard farming in the entire heavens and the land of reincarnation would disappear!

As a reincarnation person, I work hard to cultivate all existence, reality, weight, the cause and effect of many reincarnation worlds, and even the slightest connection with the Lord of Reincarnation, are probably all "secrets" and have been replaced in this world, and the truth in it has been completely melted.

"There is even a mark of the Lord of Reincarnation in this! Will this trace of connection be refined?"

"No, this world is also part of the land of reincarnation. The connection with the Lord of Reincarnation has not been refined, but has been transferred! Transfer has become the connection between this world and the Lord of Reincarnation. Is the Lord of Reincarnation constantly investing in the reincarnation to refine this world?"

Fan Cun's heart was trembling.

Seeing the countless paper people walking towards them, Fan Cun looked at the people behind him with trembling eyes and whispered: "What should I do?"

"All killings and violent acts cannot be done, otherwise we will be refined by this secret history." The old Taoist Tongshen said solemnly.

"Don't that mean we can't do anything?" Yang Qin sweared: "Grandma! Even if we don't do anything, we see it, we know, and we are affected, we will still be slowly refined by the secret history and become a part of it. What can't do now, and nothing can be done, the rat in the bellows - both ends are blocked! What do you think you should do?"

General Jiuyou looked at the sea of ​​corpses and blood, and said fearfully: "There are only two ways now!"

Everyone's eyes lit up: "Is there a way? Or two?"

"First, the secret succumbs to higher secrets. As long as we go deeper into the secret history and go to a place that is even more 'front' than this secret history, its influence will naturally disappear."

Everyone was stunned, and some people cursed: "What is this method? Use poison to fight poison?"

"There are two ghost graves next door, which are early, and one in front and one in the back, representing two sections of massacre..." General Jiuyou said mutely.

The old Taoist Tongshen nodded slightly: "This may not be a solution, but it is not a solution to the symptoms. The further you go, the more dangerous it is. The more difficult it is to come back. Let's talk about another solution first!"

"Another way is to do what those who built this tomb..." General Jiuyou turned around and looked at the bronze coffin beside him.

The old Taoist Tongshen immediately understood: "Use official history to suppress the secret history!"

"For the current plan..." General Jiuyou prayed silently in front of the bronze coffin: "Only open the coffin!"

"Wait?" Yang Qin stretched out his hand and said, "Don't you think something is wrong? Those paper men were able to survive at the beginning, just the tomb owner buried here, who was done by the Holy Realm of Eternal Life? Now he has triggered the Secret History and put us in a desperate situation. The only way to live is to open the coffin, which is clearly a kind of calculation!"

The old Taoist Tongshen sighed helplessly: "Then do we have a choice?"

Yang Qin was speechless and looked back at the copper coffin parked on the bluestone table. The copper coffin was heavy and thick, as if he had been buried in a coffin. The pattern of the copper coffin was two big trees with deep yin energy. How could it be ominous?

"It's easy to open the coffin, but after opening the coffin, how to deal with the things inside? Let's think about it first!"

Yang Qin just gave up this sentence and let go.

General Jiuyou stared at the copper coffin and sighed: "The Tushizi walked between the yin and yang realms, traveling between the past and the present, relying on the contracts and rules of the living and the dead. Now they can rely on these things! Have some worship rituals to see if the tomb owner can let us go."

"I think, if the owner of this tomb is really the eunuch who has been kind, he can only use the Heaven-Repairing Yang Sacrifice or ask for the sacrifice of the disabled, either we can make up for him or we can remove something along the way to meet the conditions of the transaction and let us leave safely."

As soon as the words were finished, all the men here couldn't help but clamp their legs.

Yang Qin swallowed his saliva and said tremblingly: "Let's talk about the Heaven-Suppressing Yang Festival first!"

General Jiuyou looked dissatisfied: "If it was so easy to make the sky and cultivate the Yang Festival, do you think I would say the next one? Everyone is a man, and if there is a choice, no one will think about it!"

He took out a rusty knife and sighed: "Since I knew we were coming to this Zhongguan Tomb, I've been ready!"

"Then, this is what I invited from the palace with a lot of money. The life-scraping knife that has been passed down for hundreds of years in the palace. I don't know how many men's power have been taken under the knife. Even the father-in-law buried here may not have been the remains of this knife in the past." General Jiuyou looked at the countless paper people who were gradually coming and handed over the knife: "You are guests, there is not much time left! Come first..."

Yang Qin looked at the knife, his butt was like a vise, and he squeezed out his words from his teeth: "Butian Xiuyang Ji! Say!"

General Jiuyou looked as if he was ashes: "No matter how good the Heaven-Sheng Xiu Yang Festival is, you must find your father-in-law's words! Usually, the father-in-law was buried in the soil and became a perfect man for the sake of his ancestors and ancestry. Only by finding that treasure can he have the basis to perform the Heaven-Sheng Xiu Yang Festival. But this father-in-law died of a military disaster and was buried in a hurry, and was destined to be unable to become a perfect man!"

Yang Qin was also ashamed now: "Since that's the case, why should you mention the Heaven-Suppressing Yang Sacrifice?"

General Jiuyou raised his head and sighed, "This method is not fulfilled, it is God's will, not because of the inheritance of my ancestor..."

While speaking, the life-scraping knife in his hand had been gently removed.

General Jiuyou's eyes widened and was about to look back to see who had such great courage. But he saw the old Taoist Tongshen gave them a blank look, threw down his life-scraping knife, and took out a stack of paper money from his arms.

Fan Cun seemed to remember something, and his dark eyes lit up.

"I have a Taoist method that is related to the word "money", all rituals and contracts, and all worldly rules are more than just one money and goods." The old Taoist Tongshen sighed slightly, and the chess banner in his hand that "sharply the iron mouth" has become four big words "money can be used to connect to the gods".

"So, money can help the gods!"

The paper money in my hand was thrown out and sprinkled down one after another.

Paper money is also a key point in paper humanity. Real paper money is either burned out by family members, using a little blood connection, turning the longing in the world into dark money that communicates life and death. Or it is worshipped by temples and transforms incense and vows into dark money. This has the wonder of comforting ghosts and communicating life and death.

The paper money in the hands of the old Taoist Tongshen is the manifestation of his "Tongshen Dao", and only turns his merits and morality into paper money to reveal his reincarnation land.

Borrowing the "money" from the land of reincarnation in the heavens can help all ghosts and gods.

The carved figures with gold-painted figures include palace maids, dragons and phoenixes, and gods and boys, all of which are auspicious meanings, but at this moment they all seem strange and terrifying.

The golden round-carved dragons and phoenixes, carp and cranes, lily and ruyi, peony and magpies all exuded a silent sorrow. When they looked carefully, they all looked downward and looked underground.
To be continued...