He spread his energy and immediately found that Jiang Zhiwei, Ruan Yushu and Qi Zhengyan all had their heartbeats slowing down, and there was a gloomy look on their bodies, as if the dead were better than the living!

"Do you feel it?" Meng Qi asked. As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he was startled. His voice was full of sinister energy, as if it was floating from the Nine Netherworld.

Jiang Zhiwei nodded habitually, looked at Ruan Yushu and Qi Zhengyan and said, "Same, but I didn't feel any damage to my body. Could it be that the 'death' of the past person's death refers to the suspended animation of the physical body?"

"Many important people seek a way to live forever after death." Ruan Yushu suddenly spoke, her voice, which was already cold, became even more sinister.

At the same time, this state of transition between life and death allowed Ruan Yushu to gain a deeper understanding of the way of life and death, as well as a deeper understanding of the ancestral song "Splitting the Sky and Changing the Earth", which greatly improved his realm and combat power.

"Through this transition between life and death, are you hiding the secret?" Jiang Zhiwei also read similar information.

Meng Qi said thoughtfully: "It seems that Emperor Zhenwu once prepared it for himself..."

The chain bridge was not long, and the four of them walked across it quickly. As soon as they stepped onto the opposite side of the soil, Meng Qi felt that his last weak heartbeat had completely stopped, his blood stopped flowing, and his body temperature disappeared. He was no different from a dead person, but the movement of his true energy was no different.

In some strange way that Meng Qi couldn't understand, it was connected to the external Qi mechanism, supporting the body in place of blood.

After carefully sensing it, Meng Qi discovered that the vitality of his Yang Qi had not really disappeared, but had completely shrunk to the center of his eyebrows, condensing into a "seed" as small as a mustard seed. It expanded and contracted rhythmically to keep his body from decaying.

Meng Qi's heart moved, trying to understand the mystery of this change. It must have endless magical effects.

"If we are seen by others, I'm afraid they will think that we are the products of corpse transformation." He relied on the Eight-nine Mysterious Techniques to note down the changes in the details of the body, and then moved his limbs without noticing that his strength had declined.

As he spoke, he turned to look at Jiang Zhiwei, Ruan Yushu and Qi Zhengyan, and smiled inexplicably.

"Why are you laughing?" Jiang Zhiwei asked in confusion.

After looking at her gloomy and pale face, and then at Ruan Yushu, who had long hair hanging down and was wearing cool white clothes, Meng Qi couldn't help laughing: "Nothing, nothing."

This is like playing a Chinese ghost story!

To prevent them from questioning, Meng Qi took out the black fur again and considered which way to choose. One was the far left, the other was the far right, both winding and winding, passing through various tombs.

"Choose the left side. There are more places marked with 'dangerous areas and need to be detoured' on the right side." Meng Qi decided on the route based on simple principles.

Jiang Zhiwei and others have no objections. Anyway, if something goes wrong, they will interrupt and return.

Stepping into a land filled with mist, a sinister wind blew up, as if it penetrated into the body and wiped out any vitality. Meng Qi's true energy circulated, blocking them and heading to the far left.

After walking for a while, he saw a door with various tomb-suppressing beasts painted on it, but it was not closed, but ajar!

"Did someone come in before?" Meng Qi frowned in confusion.

Qi Zhengyan pointed to the secret place by the door: "There are footprints."

Looking closely, there are pairs of shallow footprints on the edge covered by the gloomy fog. It seems that more than one person has come!

Meng Qi's right hand holding the long knife tightened: "Perhaps the variables inside are greater than we imagined, so we must be careful."

When Jiang Zhiwei and Ruan Yushu nodded, he opened the door first. In front of him was a long corridor with green bricks on the ground and lifelike murals on the walls, all of which described a strong man suppressing various evil spirits and heretics.

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This strong man sometimes wears a black robe, a Pingtian emperor's crown, and holds a turtle-snake sword. Sometimes he wears water-resistant clothes, a silk ribbon, and hemp shoes. He has a pale face, seems to be middle-aged, and looks majestic.

"Emperor Zhenwu." Ruan Yu wrote in a concise and comprehensive way.

In today's world, the image of Emperor Zhenwu is attached to various myths and legends, which is quite different from this.

Meng Qi looked at the mural and sighed: "As expected of the founder of Jiutiandang Demon."

The four of them slowed down and tried to find clues from the murals. They found that most of the contents were related to suppressing the Nine Nether Demons and ghosts, while the rest were about subduing demons and eliminating evil.

"In ancient times, Jiuyou was really a nuisance to the world." Jiang Zhi sighed slightly.

At the end of the corridor is a tomb chamber, which is very spacious, as big as a yard, but it is empty, with only a dark coffin placed in the center.

The lid of this coffin tipped over on its side, as if the dead man inside had crawled out!

Meng Qi's scalp was slightly numb, and the silver-white electric snake on the long knife jumped more intensely.

"There is Ganoderma lucidum there." Qi Zhengyan was the first to find a fist-sized Ganoderma lucidum growing stubbornly between the gap between the coffin and the ground. It was different from others, with a layer of grayish-white color on the outside.

There is a hint of gloom, and the clouds and mountains are surrounded by fog.

Jiang Zhiwei pondered for a while and said: "It is suspected to be Diquan Ganoderma, but it is a little different. It may be highly poisonous, and it is at least a hundred years old."

"No matter if it is highly poisonous or not, it is all in exchange for good deeds anyway, so what are you afraid of?" Meng Qi thought very broadly and carefully approached the coffin. Ziwu unsheathed it and picked it gently, and Diquan Ganoderma fell into Ruan Yushu's hands.

At this time, he saw six ancient seal characters engraved on the bottom of the coffin.

Jiang Zhiwei walked side by side with him and immediately said:
Chapter completed!