"If I were drawn on this mural, this is probably the ancestor of Fengyin Village."

Shentu Baili looked at the sarcophagus hanging in the air and said with a firm tone.

He had never read these murals in the Immortal Sect. Generally speaking, there are two possibilities: First, he had never seen these murals when he was investigating Fengyin Village before; second, he had not reported them when he saw them.

If it is the former, it means that these murals have only appeared in the past fifty years. If it is the latter, it means that these murals were ordered by the Immortal Sect to intentionally miss the report because of some unknown reason.

Why did he miss the report? Sympathy? Many thoughts flashed through Shentu Baili's mind in an instant.

Unfortunately, when the Immortal Gate fell, all the case files were damaged, otherwise you might know more if you check it again.

Fan Zeng looked up and looked at the hanging coffin in the air. The sarcophagus had strange vicissitudes hanging among the ten thousand coffins. The iron spear could not see the slightest awe of future generations.

"This is a bit strange. The corpse is obviously in Fengyin Village. Why did they not have a grand funeral for their ancestors' coffin?"

"Maybe it's because of the Lord of the Ghosts?" Xuandu said softly.

He remembered that on the last mural, the corpse of the ancestor of Fengyin Village was taken away by the Lord of the Ghost Fiction. In this way, the layout here is likely to be the Lord of the Ghost Fiction, but according to the mural, the Lord of the Ghost Fiction also seemed to be seriously injured in the last battle.

Xuandu thought a lot in an instant, is the current strange state of Fengyin Village related to the Lord of the Ghost Fiction? Is this strange formation and arrangement also left behind the Lord of the Ghost Fiction? Where is the villagers of Fengyin Village hiding now? And where is the ghost fiction found by the ancestor of Fengyin Village?

"If the mural is true, then the strange state of the villagers of Fengyin Village can also be explained. However, it is obvious that the death of the Immortal Sect has changed again recently, because in the case sect before the Immortal Sect, the name of Fengyin Village did not disappear strangely."

Shentu Baili explained the changes before and after Fengyin Village, and then continued: "This change should be the reason why the students of Taiyin Academy disappeared. If you want to know more detailed reasons, we have to wait. Soon, the night will enter the darkness again. In the darkness, Fengyin Village may show different changes, but I must remind you that this is very dangerous.

Fengyin Village had a high risk prediction in the Immortal Sect Case Sect before, but for some reason, it has not been cleaned up by the Immortal Sect. Now it has strange changes, which can only be even more dangerous."

Under the Qianren cliff, the sunlight divided into dark edges. Xuandu heard this and looked up at the sunset gradually moving west. He estimated the time in his heart and said, "I told Taiyin Academy about this matter. My teacher is already on the way here. It will not be too late to come here according to the time. Tonight we can now see the situation outside of Fengyin Village."

Speaking of this, Xuandu turned his head to look at the sarcophagus and said, "As for this sarcophagus, after all, it is the ancestor of Fengyin Village. The dead are the most important thing, so it is not appropriate to blaspheme the ancestors. Let's retreat first and wait until the night to see the situation."

"Okay." Shentu Baili nodded, indicating that he had no objection.

Fan Zeng looked at the sarcophagus hanging in the air and shook his head unwillingly. He always felt that the hanging coffin seemed to have a big problem, but there was another way to tell him directly that if he went directly to investigate the status of the sarcophagus, there would be great danger.

"I have no objection." Fan Zeng finally compromised. He told himself that he should first look at the state of Fengyin Village at night, and then try the quality of the sarcophagus. Regarding the paintings on the murals, Fan Zeng believed that this could be used as a reference, but it might also be fake. Anyone who talks about his ancestors will have unrealistic situations.

Xuandu nodded and said, "Then let's leave here first, return to the outside of Fengyin Village, and wait until the evening to see the situation in Fengyin Village before making plans."

………

In Changshui Town, at the entrance of the pre-Qin world and this world, a white-haired and childlike old man walked out of it with a crutch. He was either someone else or the head of the Langhuan Palace of Taiyin Academy, Lao Dan. In later generations, some people respectfully called him Taishang Laojun and the ancestor of Taoism.

When Lao Dan entered the realm of the Five Qi Chaoyuan in the Taiyin Academy, he took off his stone body and completely recovered from the realm of death. His years of silence and natural birth in the spiritual sea made Lao Dan almost stop at the progress of his practice, and he was as powerful as a bamboo shoot.

Lao Dan left the entrance, looked at the sun in the new world with a cane, and smiled gently, as calm as an old man in his twilight years.

………

The Taiyin Academy and Wuji Palace have been enshrined for several days. Li Chunqiu is helping Ying Zheng truly master the imperial fortune of the Qin Empire. The fortune between heaven and earth is the nemesis of all practitioners, but Li Chunqiu is no longer among them. Perhaps it is because of the Tongtian stone tablet in his spiritual platform, or some answers that Li Chunqiu cannot know.

"Calm your mind and condense your energy. Although your luck is different from spiritual energy, it also has the same meaning. If you follow the path of an emperor, you will not be able to leave any spiritual energy in your body."

Under the glazed tiles of Wuji Palace, Li Chunqiu reached out and pressed his hand on Ying Zheng's head, helping him comb his luck in his body. If he wanted to become an emperor and display his luck in the empire, he would not have any spiritual energy in his body.

Li Chunqiu was cleaning up the remnants of the spiritual energy in Ying Zheng's body. He carefully controlled his divine thoughts and drew a trace of spiritual energy from Ying Zheng's body. Ying Zheng frowned and sweated coldly.

"Master, you have opened your hands and I can hold on."

Li Chunqiu frowned at Ying Zheng's appearance. He asked Ying Zheng to practice Taoism before, but it was not because he had asked Ying Zheng to practice Taoism today. It was just that if the person who practiced the ** Taoism practiced Taoism before, it would make it easier for him to control the Emperor Taoism.

"Only by enduring hardships can you become the best person and hold back."

Li Chunqiu pressed the big hand above Ying Zheng's head and exerted force again.

………

At the dusk of the west mountain, the sunset in the distance took away the last trace of sunshine. Fan Zeng and the other two, who were still outside Fengyin Village, couldn't help but shivered.

As the dusk filled the earth, dark clouds covered the moonlight, the world seemed to be trapped in the darkness of the eternal night, and endless death aura filled this world, as if this place was about to completely transform into a dark land.

Despite the expected results, Fan Zeng couldn't help but shivered, which was even more strange than he had imagined.
Chapter completed!