"Sure enough, what he went to was the ruins of the "Flying Immortal Catalog" and the "Nine Changes of the Demon God"!"

"That's the secret clue deliberately arranged by the Ancient Taishang Sect!"

Fang Qianyuan's calm heart set off a stormy wave.

But when he saw the bloody night sky on the altar, he didn't find the catalog, which had already been taken first, or there was no such thing in the first place.

"I have heard before that the tombs of the ancients have doubts about the tombs, and the Taishang Sect not only wants to bury the secret treasure, but also needs to preserve the catalogue with the secret method, waiting for the fate, and preventing internal rebellion, leaking the rumors, attracting the prying eyes of outsiders, it seems to be a reasonable means of defense!"

"Judging from the appearance of this place, it should not be the first to be reached, but it should have been like this!"

"However, what is this ancient cultivator doing here?"

Fang Qianyuan continued to read with some doubts in his heart.

It turned out to surprise him even more.

For it was not long before the bloody night was over, and he went down from the back and found a huge side hall where twelve black coffins were hidden.

He opened one of the coffins, which was hollow inside, just lying inside.

In this way, Bloody Yetian lay in, grabbed the camera out of thin air, and covered the coffin.

The picture in his mind was interrupted here, but Fang Qianyuan could imagine that soon after the bloody night sky entered it, he "died".

But that place, as well as those black coffins, seemed to contain a strange power to control life and death, and even kept his remnant soul and rotting corpses.

Until the later generations, for some reason, he accidentally wandered into the outside world and was found by Night Essoudelo.

But what exactly happened here, why Ye Essodiro valued this person so much, whether he was bewitched by him, or if he had other troubles, Fang Qianyuan didn't know.

These doubts are not something that can be solved by prying into memories in a while.

Because most of these memories are very fragmented and scattered, the order is chaotic between the front and back, and the depth of the impression is not consistent.

The weakest of them couldn't even form an obvious imprint, they just floated in Fang Qianyuan's mind, turning into all kinds of vague thoughts, like the howling of the yin wind.

The slightly stronger ones can form some kind of faint projection, full of illusions.

No matter how strong he is, it is the impression that Fang Qianyuan "sees", which is projected as if he had experienced it himself.

The strongest is the scene where the coffin lid is opened and lying in after the black coffin is found in the bloody night.

Rao is Fang Qianyuan's extremely firm spirit and will, but he can no longer maintain a detached mentality, and always watches the fire from the other side.

It is an idea that contains the joy of searching for many years and finally realizing a long-cherished wish.

"Immortality...... Immortal?"

"In the era of the end of the law, no one was immortal, so some people used such means to exploit the loopholes of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth and survive to this day?"

"In the future, sometimes we will be able to solve the difficulties and give hope to all living beings?"

"Is it true that the path of immortality will eventually reappear in the era of the end of the law?"

The vague thoughts were like waves, impacting Fang Qianyuan's state of mind wave after wave.

Fortunately, he always remembered clearly that he was Fang Qianyuan, not a bloody night sky, and his immortal nature contained the immortal Dao fruit of the divine soul, after all, he still resisted the influence of this emotion and will, and completely sobered up.

But the information he received from it alone still threw him into an unbelievable shock.

"That is definitely a part of the Taishang Sect's secret treasure, and the secret treasure that is in the same vein as the Flying Immortal Catalogue!"

Compared with this matter, it is not worth mentioning what kind of attack on the Yaksha country, defending the small cave sky, or developing the power of the sect and inheriting the future of the family.

The end of the Dharma is approaching, and no one will live forever, this is a cruel and terrible curse, this curse, like a vicious snake, devours the heart of every monk.

The monks of today's era, called the Imperial Spirit Master, are certainly able to cultivate the Five Elements Spell and have the magic power of water and fire, but they also think that they will inherit the Taoist system and carry forward the past and forge ahead into the future.

But throughout the ages, how have we ever heard of a monk who has lived for a hundred years? How has there ever been a monk who spends his days working as an official, being in power, making money, and being vulgar as a mortal?

All this is the sorrow of the end of the Dharma era, and they have no choice!

Because if they are not vulgar, they will be out of step with the times, and they will soon be eliminated and abandoned, and it will be difficult for them to survive at all.

If they weren't vulgar, they wouldn't be able to transcend the outside world and pursue the cultivation realm of immortality.

Thousands of red dust, bizarre and bizarre, inextricably linked causes and effects and fetters, forming a tight legal net, dominating this sea of desperate suffering.

But now, suddenly one day, Fang Qianyuan discovered that the legend of immortality turned out to be true!

There are really remnants of ancient cultivation, who learned the truth of the world through some unknown channels and discovered the secrets hidden in the shadows.

Moreover, this clue seems to have a lot to do with him, and some of it has even been recovered by himself!

It's like being on an isolated island surrounded by the bitter sea, looking into the distance, and finding a luxurious ship coming, how can he not be moved?

"I used to pay too little attention to the Flying Immortal Catalogue because it was an ethereal legend, and no one would focus their energy and attention on it. ”

"But if it really involves the secret of immortality......

Fang Qianyuan suddenly had some complicated feelings, because he found that he couldn't resist this temptation.

The more you stand on the top of all living beings, have everything, and are invincible, the more you can't resist this temptation!

Fang Qianyuan originally wanted to completely wipe out this mass of flesh and blood and erase all the marks that existed in the world of this bloody night sky, but after thinking about it, he still put it away.

Xiaobai rose into the sky and flew towards the west.

From the last will emanating from this mass of flesh and blood, Fang Qianyuan found that it was very likely that Ye Er Sudiro had been planted in the hands of this Gu Xiu remnant, so this place was already safe, and there was no need to explore the way for his subordinates.

The matter of the ground level is solved by his own ground level, unless the damage is too great, he needs to strike again.

Now, he has even more important things to do!

......

"Great news, great news!"

"The Great Elder of my sect has cleared the Imperial City of the Night Doom Division, and the enemy chieftain Ye Sudidio has been given the head!"

"From now on, all the cities and villages in the realm of the Yasha are battlefields, so hunt and capture the Yaksha to your heart's content!"

This is the news on the bright side, from the first batch of expeditionary corps to the second and third groups of corps that came one after another, they all received orders for their respective actions.

But at this time, Sanxiu Yang Xia and the others came to the vicinity of the imperial city through Wanli Lingyunpeng, and then received a strange secret order: "Suspend the task of capturing the Yaksha and search for ...... in this place."

Chang Wei drew a circle on the map with a blank face.

Although the circle was small, it was hundreds of miles in radius, exactly the extent of a valley to the west of the imperial city.