Daojun, start from Penglai foundation building

Flowers in the mirror and moon in the water.

As Shen Yao pointed it out, An Ping and others also understood the key.

"Let's see."

The few people saw Jiang Sheng pointing at one point, and the originally turbid water in the pool suddenly became clear. As the water in the pool became clear, they could see the bottom was a three-story platform guarded by tomb-guarding beasts under the pool.

On the high platform is a huge coffin made of copper and iron.

While Anping, He An and others were somewhat surprised, Shen Yao frowned. He always felt that there seemed to be something strange in the coffin.

"The flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water are both real and fake."

"If you enter the water rashly, or try to drain the water from this pool, you will never be able to find the true body of Emperor Su. You will either be trapped in a desperate situation or in a maze."

"The candles around us and the tiny stars above our heads are all illusions."

Jiang Sheng spoke in a calm tone and waved his sleeves lightly, causing ripples on the originally calm and clear water surface. Then Jiang Sheng took a step forward, and the next moment Shen Yao and An Ping saw Jiang Sheng standing under the three-story platform.

As Shen Yao and others followed Jiang Sheng's footsteps into this place between reality and illusion, they saw bright lights all around. The candles illuminated the place like daylight. On the three-story platform, the huge copper and iron coffin exuded a cold and netherworldly aura.

Jiang Sheng walked forward confidently, raised his hand and opened the heavy copper and iron coffin. He was not worried at all about the true body of Emperor Su appearing inside, nor was he worried about any danger in the mausoleum.

Such a performance made Shen Yao extremely certain that Jiang Sheng must have used his spiritual sense to penetrate the entire mausoleum and confirmed that there was nothing here.

After Jiang Sheng broke open the copper and iron coffin, he broke open the silver coffin inside. After the two layers of coffins collapsed, the core gold and jade coffin was revealed.

At this time, Shen Yao was even more certain that there must be nothing in this golden jade coffin.

No, maybe there are some traces.
Shen Yao thought secretly, and a dark mark suddenly appeared in his mind for no reason.

"Come forward and guess what is inside this coffin."

"One thing I can tell you is that the cultivation methods of the emperors of the Yu Dynasty are similar to the Taoist method of immortality, but there are key differences."

“Therefore, the Taoist method of ascension is to remove the turbidity and transform it into purity, so that the soul can ascend to heaven with a flawless and pure nature.”

"But it is difficult for ghosts and gods to eliminate their own turbidity, and it is even more difficult to maintain the purity of their true spirits, so they often leave behind some things to rely on."

After Jiang Sheng finished speaking, He An, An Ping and others were already discussing going up to the platform.

They discussed what they could see in the coffin. He An said it was a sword, while An Ping said it was a golden seal, and Yu Xiu guessed it was clothes.
However, Shen Yao had a vague feeling that there was nothing in the golden and jade coffin.

"Ugh"

"How could this happen?"

Listening to the sighs of several people, when Shen Yao climbed onto the high platform, his premonition came true. He looked at the golden jade coffin, and saw that there was only a black mark in the coffin, which seemed to be branded on the bottom of the coffin, and nothing else.

The dark traces were increasingly consistent with the traces that appeared in Shen Yao's mind. At this moment, a thought suddenly popped up in Shen Yao's mind: "Taiyin? Feathering?"

Jiang Sheng glanced at Shen Yao, who seemed confused and confident throughout the whole process, and said calmly: "A single glimpse can reveal the whole picture. Even the tomb of Emperor Su, which was built 30,000 years ago, is empty. This shows the plans of the ghost emperors of the Yu Dynasty."

"Let's visit a few more mausoleums, and then return to Jinhua Mountain."

As he spoke, Jiang Sheng rolled up his sleeves and left the Emperor Su's Mausoleum in Qishan with Shen Yao and others, disappearing into the clouds.

A place of immortals and gods among mountains and seas, Mount Jinhua is a place of great beauty.

In the Jinhua Mountains, inspiration turned into mist, which surged up and formed the vast sea of ​​clouds covering the halfway point of Jinhua Mountain.

Above the sea of ​​clouds is the residence of the inner court disciples of Jinhua Mountain.

As the eldest senior brother of the inner courtyard of Jinhua Mountain and a Yuanying Zhenren, Shen Yao is different from ordinary inner courtyard disciples.

Yuanying Zhenren like Shen Yao and An Ping can occupy a cave under the two Dragon Horn Peaks as their place of practice.

At this time in Hongxia Cave, Shen Yao was sitting cross-legged on the jade cloud bed, meditating and practicing quietly. Even a foundation-building cultivator could go for more than a year without eating, drinking, or sleeping.

As a Yuanying Zhenren, Shen Yao has already practiced fasting. Not to mention not sleeping for more than a year, even not sleeping for a hundred years is not a problem. Ordinary meditation practice is enough for Shen Yao to maintain his peak state.

At this time, Shen Yao sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, circulating his skills. Strands of spiritual energy surged around Shen Yao, reflecting all kinds of brilliant light.

It seemed that Shen Yao had concentrated and calmed his mind, but in fact, beneath his seemingly calm expression, there was a deep darkness. The scenes in the daytime, those mausoleums, and the empty gold and jade coffins kept appearing in his mind.

In a trance, Shen Yao only felt that his soul leaped out of his body, constantly climbing upwards, and finally left the cave, left Jinhua Mountain, came to the vast sky, and saw the dense sea of ​​stars.

But in the next moment, Shen Yao fell rapidly to the ground.

As he continued to fall, when Shen Yao finally stabilized his body, he had appeared in front of a huge mausoleum.

Looking up, there are undulating palaces and pavilions, with countless standing weapons on both sides and ditches filled with gurgling spiritual water.

It seemed that there was someone guiding Shen Yao, allowing him to cross the numerous palaces, walk through the silent corridors, and finally come to a huge palace.

Standing in front of the temple, Shen Yao already felt that there was something inside.

Following the guidance from the unknown, Shen Yao walked to the front of the main hall. The door of the hall opened, and the thick layers of cloud gauze moved without wind. The candles flickered faintly. Shen Yao walked step by step. In the silent hall, Shen Yao's footsteps were extremely clear.

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As he walked deeper into the hall, a three-tiered platform appeared in front of Shen Yao. Shen Yao walked onto the platform step by step, and the candles on both sides were extinguished one by one.

When Shen Yao reached the last floor, a golden jade coffin appeared in front of him.

The coffin opened automatically, revealing a cenotaph inside.

It was a complete set of imperial attire.

Shen Yao slowly stretched out his hand, and the clothes floated up and fell on Shen Yao.

Wearing a twelve-tiara crown and twelve-profound robes, Shen Yao lay in a golden and jade coffin. The coffin lid closed and the sound of metal pouring was heard from outside.

Shen Yao could clearly feel that layers of copper and iron were being poured on his coffin, and his coffin was sinking continuously.

He fell from the mausoleum into the underworld, and from the underworld into the abyss, until the copper and iron were corrupted by the filth of the abyss, until the gold and jade were disintegrated. Shen Yao, wearing a crown and a royal robe, was finally exposed in the abyss, and was immediately covered by heavy filth.

The feeling of suffocation by darkness enveloped him again, but this time Shen Yao was extremely calm.

He felt that he was experiencing the life of Emperor Su of the Yu Dynasty.

But, is this really Emperor Su’s life?

Shen Yao thought calmly, allowing the filth to continue to cover his body and drag him deeper into the abyss.

“No turbidity, no dirt, mysterious beyond all mystery”

"Taiyin changes into a human form, returns to the void and ascends to immortality"

"The wonderful mechanism is truly spiritual, and the secret interpretation of the heavenly scriptures"

"Three elements and three combinations, the true yang is pure."

"Immaculate and pure, negative and positive"

As he continued to sink, it seemed as if countless men, women, old and young were speaking into Shen Yao's ears at the same time. The voices, which were neither male nor female, neither old nor young, were ups and downs, like the sound of immortals.

The name of a Yin-Yang Sutra suddenly appeared in Shen Yao's mind:

"The Secret Sutra of the Seven Chapters of Yin Pond by the Mysterious Lord of All Wonders"

Then, Shen Yao murmured: "Taiyin Return to Void Refining Form Method"

"Rebirth of the Corpse" (End of this Chapter)