The longevity of the heavens begins with Mingyu Gong

The coffin was opened and Song Xing jumped off the coffin. There was only a puffing sound, and a green poisonous mist was sprayed out of the coffin.

The poisonous mist spread and flooded the entire tomb in an instant. Song Xing held his breath and mobilized his true energy to resist.

His strength is not weak and he is a master in the immortal realm.

But he didn't feel safe at all. Because he could not detect the breath of any living creature. Not even a faint fluctuation.

"Is it a dead person? Or a ghost?"

Song Xing frowned and checked carefully, but still didn't find anything. He simply didn't care, stepped forward, and entered the corridor.

The corridor is winding and winding, and the deeper you go, the colder it becomes.

However, Song Xing did not panic. He had long been accustomed to this environment. The "Kunpeng Gong" he practiced was strange and unpredictable. It could absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, control the essence of the five internal organs, and even swallow the evil spirits.

"Tianxing Taoist Temple has been around for three thousand years. Even if it was once glorious, it should be in decline now." Song Xing murmured.

As he walked in this corridor, his mood gradually became more comfortable, and he even showed a somewhat contemptuous expression.

After all, it is an ancient sect, and it is certain that it has insufficient foundation.

The skills they practice are destined to be inferior to Xuanmen.

Song Xing quickly came to the end and came to another tomb chamber.

There are many jade vessels placed in the tomb chamber, and in each jade vessel, a dead bone is sealed. The chest and abdomen of these dry bones are filled with long swords. These long swords were inserted into the limbs of the skeleton, making them unable to move.

"What a ruthless method!" When Song Xing saw this, he was extremely surprised and felt a chill in his heart. He saw a bronze sword stuck on the chest and abdomen of these dry bones.

The bronze sword was mottled with rust, and it was densely engraved with ancient seal characters. He couldn't understand any of these ancient seal characters. But Song Xing knew that these ancient seal characters represented a powerful sword technique.

"This is a set of sword techniques." Song Xing looked around and found a damaged classic in the corner of the wall.

The classics record a unique technique - "The Art of All Transformations Returning to One".

"All transformations are unified, and the body is combined with ten thousand swords, integrated into ten thousand swords, and evolved into thousands of sword moves, which can kill all things."

Song Xing picked up this classic and flipped through two pages.

"What a powerful secret skill." Song Xing couldn't help but admire, it was indeed an ancient sect, even though it declined, it still retained such a secret skill. With a thought in his mind, he immediately activated the "All Transformations Return to One Jue" to practice, and at the same time, he circulated the innate Qi and condensed a ball of golden light.

There are nine levels in "The Secret of All Transformations Returning to One". Each time you advance to one level, you can cultivate a magical weapon. This is the core technique of the ancient sect and is extremely powerful.

"The Jue of All Transformations Returning to One" has nine levels in total, and each level has various treasures. And every time you cultivate a treasure, there will be a magical and unpredictable sword technique.

"The Jue of All Transformations Returning to One" is divided into three chapters, "Taiyi Zhen Gang Chapter", "Thunder Zhen Gang Chapter" and "Hundred Battles".

The names of these three sword manuals are - "The Wanhua Zhen Gang Chapter", "Hundred Battles" and "Thunder Zhen Gang Chapter".

"Wan Hua Zhen Gang Chapter" has nine levels in total, and each level contains nine great magical powers. The "Hundred Battles" and "Thunder Zhen Gang Chapter" include thunder and fire swords and guns, etc.

"What a domineering technique!" Song Xing was shocked in his heart, but it further aroused his ambition: "Whether it is "The Art of All Transformations Returning to One" or "One Hundred Battles", "Thunder True Gang", and "Ten Thousand Transformations True Gang Chapter", Even if it is just a fragment, it is comparable to the complete inheritance of Tianxing Dojo. As long as it can be cultivated, it will definitely be able to break through to the realm of immortals."

Celestial Immortal, Tiangang Realm, Celestial Phenomenon Realm and Celestial Immortal Realm are the watershed between immortals and mortals.

There is a gap between immortals and mortals. Once you cross it, you become an immortal. And above the immortals, there is the realm of immortals.

His eyes were firm and he continued to walk forward. As it went deeper and deeper, the yin energy became stronger and stronger, and the light emanating from his body became brighter and brighter. Suddenly, a strange ripple spread out, and a faint shadow emerged. This phantom looks like a human but not a human, looks like a beast but not a beast. It is covered in armor and has a tall and strong figure.

"Puppet, this is a puppet." Song Xing was startled, immediately took a few steps back, and looked around cautiously.

But the puppet didn't pursue Song Xing. It stood there and seemed to be sleeping.

Song Xing relaxed his vigilance slightly, but still maintained his guard. keep going.

Suddenly, he stopped and looked at the cave ahead. The cave is deep, with a faint fluorescent glow in the depths.

"Is there any treasure in here?" Song Xing hesitated and approached the cave cautiously.

Getting closer and closer, the little bit of fluorescence gradually became clearer. Song Xing's eyes widened and his face was filled with shock.

"Oh my god, what kind of treasure is this? How come there are so many rare materials?"

At this moment, what appeared in front of Song Xing were many crystal clear stone beads. Each bead shone with light blue fluorescence and looked quite beautiful.

These stone beads exude extremely pure Yuan magnetism and can help Song Xing temper his physical body. Although this kind of stone beads is not as valuable as elixirs, it is much more precious than elixirs.

Song Xing collected them directly without saying a word. This kind of thing is extremely precious and priceless to monks.

Song Xing continued to move forward, his eyes fixed on those stone beads. He discovered that a Yuan Gathering Formation was actually arranged in this tomb. These magnetic forces continue to pour into those stone beads, nourishing these stone beads. This is a Yuan Gathering Formation that can continuously generate the power of Yuan Magnetism.

Song Xing's eyes lit up, and he suddenly thought of something.

He blasted out his palms violently, hitting the walls of the tomb.

With a bang, the entire cave shook violently.

Then, the wall cracked and a box fell from it. The box was extremely dark, with endless runes carved on it.

These runes are obscure and difficult to understand. If Song Xing had not inherited the inheritance of a top-grade Qi practitioner, he would not be able to understand these runes at all.

"These runes are..." Song Xing's heart was beating wildly. These runes were actually formation flags. Moreover, these formation flags are extremely complex, and each formation flag has a unique purpose.

"As expected. The tombs of ancient sects are buried here." Song Xing carefully observed these runes and quickly deduced the identity of the owner of the tomb.

These runes combined together form a large formation. The formation possesses unparalleled power.

"Is this the defensive formation of the ancient sect?" Song Xing was surprised and delighted, and immediately imprinted all the runes in his mind.

After doing all this, he began to look at the coffin.

There was a skeleton lying in the coffin. The bones all over the body had turned white and even exuded a faint metallic luster. Apparently the corpse was turned into a zombie.

"It seems that this skeleton is controlling this formation." Song Xing reached out and touched the skeleton lightly, and a terrifying resistance was transmitted to him.

This terrifying resistance almost knocked Song Xing flying.

"Hey, this skeleton still retains intelligence, it seems not simple." Song Xing frowned, feeling that this skeleton was more difficult than imagined.

He no longer hesitated, but took out a piece of talisman paper and cast a spell to burn it. It immediately turned into talisman flames and enveloped the skeleton.

This time, Fu Yan did not fail. Instead, it burned fiercely, as if it was going to completely burn the skeleton. But surprisingly, the skeleton was not destroyed and still existed. However, there were wisps of black smoke flowing on the skull. The black smoke is slowly dissipating, apparently resisting the talisman flame. (End of chapter)