That year, that cicada, that sword

Chapter 643

Qing Chen fell to the Ming Ling at his feet first, followed by Bing Chen.

When they were more than a hundred feet away from the cemetery, the two of them seemed to have entered another world. They did not see the red sun and clear sky above their heads, nor the Ming Tomb of Meishan below their feet.

"Where is this?" Bingchen looked around and saw a strange place, black and white, she was standing on a loess road with no end and no end, surrounded by a vast expanse of white.

She looked down at the yellow earth road under her feet, and whispered to herself, "Is this the Yellow Spring Road?"

She raised her head again, looked ahead, and murmured: "Could it be that the end of the road is the Underworld?"

"Of course this is not the Nine Nether Yellow Springs." Qing Chen's voice came from behind her.

Bingchen looked back, and saw Qingchen walking towards her along the dirt road under her feet, and said slowly: "Although this is not the underworld, Xiao Yu regards himself as the emperor of the underworld."

Bingchen wanted to detect the surroundings with his spiritual sense, but found that the surrounding white mist completely blocked his spiritual sense, and couldn't help but slightly frowned, "Where is this place?"

Qing Chen stood side by side with her, and said: "After the Ming Tomb is fully opened, as long as you get close to it within a radius of a hundred feet, you will enter the outer edge of the cave, which is what you call the 'Huangquan Road', we just need to follow this' Huangquan Road' going all the way, you can skip the cemetery on the ground and go directly to the first underground level of the emperor's mausoleum."

Bingchen took a light breath, "Is this what you call turning things upside down?"

Qing Chen said with a smile: "This is still a small trick, the real big tricks are in the back."

After saying that, he strode forward, and Bingchen hesitated for a while, and then he followed suit.

This world is black and white, the earth is black, the surroundings are white, the only difference is the sky and the road, which are dead gray and khaki respectively.

The two of them walked on this khaki-colored road one after the other. On both sides were the endless wilderness, shrouded in white mist, and it was impossible to see what was hidden in it.

I don't know how far I walked, this khaki road began to widen, and when the road was ten feet wide, this seemingly endless road finally came to an end.

Bingchen stopped and looked around, and saw a very simple "door" at the end of the road, just two stone pillars and a "lintel" across the stone pillar, barely forming a door frame shape, and the door frame at this time The black mist billowed in between, making it difficult for people to see clearly what was behind the door.

Qing Chen didn't turn his head, but just raised his hand and pointed at the huge stone gate, which was ten feet high, "After passing through this gate, you will really enter Xiao Yu's Ming Tomb. Among them, at that time you will understand why Xiao Xuan is so confident, it is precisely because of this imperial tomb."

Bingchen squinted at the tumbling black mist in this stone gate, subconsciously afraid, because the black mist reminded her of the Demon Suppressing Well in the Demon Suppressing Palace, and that seemingly narrow dry well was also billowing with the same black mist , which is daunting.

Qingchen didn't rush to step through this stone gate, but continued after a short pause: "Baiyujing in the sky, Fengdu city in the ground, Baiyujing is the mysterious capital of our Taoist sect, and Fengdu city is almost the imperial mausoleum. Pindao compares it with Xuandu, and you will know how dangerous it is."

Bingchen didn't speak, just a strand of white hair fluttering gently with great spirituality.

Qing Chen turned his head and looked at the side face of the woman covered by white hair, "You must be extremely careful when you enter it, and there must be no omissions. For today's trip to Mingling, Pindao spent 16 years carefully The success or failure of a plan depends on it. In fact, the same is true for you. Jianzong Xu Beiyou's entry is getting faster and faster every day. If you still can't get Zhu Xian this time, then there is probably no hope in the future. When he really sets foot on the ground After the Eighteenth Floor of Xian, Zhu Xian is in hand, how can you be her opponent?"

After finishing speaking, Qing Chen ignored Bing Chen's reaction, and walked directly into the black mist between the stone gates.

Bingchen snorted softly, and then walked through the stone gate.

When the two of them entered the stone gate, what they saw was a deep and invisible downward road, surrounded by darkness, and it was difficult to distinguish the north, the east, the northwest, and the up and down.

Bing Chen could only walk slowly behind Qing Chen for an unknown amount of time, when she suddenly saw a huge black city at the end of her line of sight, a huge city not inferior to the imperial capital. The city is as majestic as a mountain and as majestic as a giant beast.

Qing Chen, who was walking in front, kept walking along the path under his feet and walked straight towards the black city whose gate was like the mouth of a giant beast.

Bingchen followed behind and asked, "Where is this? The imperial capital?"

Qing Chen didn't turn his head back and said: "To be precise, this is the Eastern Capital, the Eastern Capital of Dazheng, and it is also the first floor of Xiao Yu's nine-storey mausoleum."

Bingchen was shocked and said: "Xiao Yu actually built an Eastern Capital in his mausoleum? How is this possible? What's more, this is only one-ninth of the entire mausoleum. Even if the gods came to the world, there is no such thing as a mustard seed." s method."

Qing Chen said calmly: "If you want to build such a majestic city underground, let alone ten years, even twenty years may not be able to complete the construction."

"Is this not the human world?" Bing Chen grabbed the key point in Qing Chen's words and asked, "If this is not the human world, where would it be? Could it be the underworld?"

"Although it missed, it's not far away." Qingchen pointed to the billowing black clouds above the black male city, and said: "The so-called three realms, heaven, earth, and human beings are born into this world, and this 'world' refers to the world we live in." In the human world, if you are successful in cultivation, you can fly to become a fairy and go to 33 days, and die as a ghost, you can go to Jiuyou Huangquan. For us monks, it is not easy to go to heaven, but it is not difficult to enter the earth. His mausoleum is between the human world and Jiuyou Huangquan, so this place can no longer be regarded as the human world."

Bingchen closed his eyes and felt it silently. Sure enough, there was a vague sense of death in the surroundings, and it was gradually showing signs of yin flourishing and yang declining.

Qingchen sighed softly: "When this mausoleum was first built, this place was not so large, but after decades of gathering earth energy, it gradually communicated with the nether world, so that the yin prospers and the yang declines. The image of balance is gradually becoming full of illusions. Take the city in front of us as an example. If it is completely broken, even the No.1 Qiuye in the world will lose [-]% of his cultivation base. You must know that Gongsun Zhongmou, who was holding Zhu Xian, only lost [-]% of Qiuye's cultivation base in the battle on Biyou Island. That's all."

Bingchen asked: "Then what should we do?"

Qing Chen calmly said: "Don't act rashly, otherwise the entire formation will be aroused. Although it is not dangerous, it is still a lot of trouble, and the yin and yang are reversed here, which is weird and unpredictable. The more you go down, the heavier the yin will be. The more difficult it is to absorb the vitality of heaven and earth, so we still have to try our best to preserve the energy in the body, after all, we not only go in, but also come out."

Bingchen hummed.

At this time, the gates, towers, and walls of the city were all empty. The two walked through the long doorway and walked into the city. There was still no one in the city, as if this was a dead city.

Bingchen looked around and asked again: "Where are we going?"

Qing Chen pointed in the direction of the imperial city, and said in a deep voice, "Weiyang Palace."

(End of this chapter)