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Chapter 275 Underground Palace, Yin Corpse Method
No one would be willing to do something that is harmful but has no benefit.

The owner of this tomb had already reached an extremely high realm during his lifetime, and he spent a lot of effort building this tomb, hoping to return to life after his death and make a further step forward.

The realm of eternal mythology is second only to the ancestors of all sects. As far as Chu Zheng knows, it is even stronger than the Golden Immortal who has refined Qi, and is on par with the Immortal Emperor of the Immortal Path. It can be called the pinnacle in the universe.

Chu Zheng has never seen such a person before.

"Come with me."

Jian Twelve didn't care about the corpse that Chu Zheng collected. He raised his finger to open a space channel and slowly walked into it.

Chu Zheng followed closely behind, crossed the space passage, and came to a bluestone gate.

Above the palace is a dome formed by the stone wall, which obviously shows that this is an underground palace.

The Yin Qi around was more than ten times denser than that in the previous valley, and it must be closer to the depths of the tomb.

The underground palace was built a long time ago, and everywhere you look, you can see traces of time's carving.

As his lifespan increases, the historical traces left by these years are gradually fading in Chu Zheng's eyes.

There is endless ancient history to study in the entire universe, and he no longer has the energy to explore them one by one.

Furthermore, as his cultivation level increases, the history of these things may not necessarily be longer than the time he has lived.

In his eyes, this kind of information has gradually lost its value.

Chu Zheng naturally noticed this invisible change in mentality. Humans are highly adaptable creatures and will be influenced by their environment and many experiences.

In his opinion, this was a good thing, at least it meant that he had grown to a certain extent.

The entire universe is constantly changing, and the fortunes of heaven are constantly tilting, giving rise to generations of heroes and sages.

Things that remain unchanged cannot last long, and the same goes for people. If they are conservative and don't strive for progress, they will not live long.

Jian Twelve glanced at Chu Zheng and saw that he didn't say a word. He thought that he was frightened by the strong yin energy in the place.

"This place is at the edge of the first mountain pass. Further down is the mausoleum where the Taoist master rests. That is the most yin place."

After saying this casually, Jian Twelve raised his hand and pushed open the door, revealing a dark palace corridor with all kinds of strange reliefs covering the walls.

boom--

A soft cool breeze blew across his face, making Chu Zheng feel relaxed all over. His golden hair stretched unconsciously and his whole body felt comfortable.

Jian Twelve took a step forward and walked slowly towards the depths of the underground palace.

Chu Zheng stepped into the palace gate, looked at the reliefs on the walls of the palace corridor, and asked tentatively: "

"Senior, do you still remember your memories from your previous life?"

He was not a real corpse, so he couldn't help but feel curious about this kind of living being that came back to life from the dead.

"There are some broken fragments of memory, but they are like flowers in the water and the moon in the mirror. My heart is as still as still water, without any ups and downs in my emotions. I think you are the same."

At this point, Jian Twelve's voice was filled with a hint of admonition:

"The past has been severed, and now that you have been reborn, don't think about the cause and effect of your past life. It will only waste your energy and not make up for the loss."

Hearing this, Chu Zheng retracted his gaze and said meaningfully: "If the past is over, will the Taoist still remember you after he is revived?"

After the words fell, Jian Twelve was silent for a while, and then he spoke after a moment:
“The Dao Master is different.”

Chu Zheng did not ask further questions on this point, and changed the subject: "Senior, how long has this tomb existed?"

"More than four thousand three hundred and ninety-seven thousand years." This time, Jian Twelve answered quickly.

"Senior, have you been here for so long?!"

Upon hearing this, Chu Zheng was shocked and could hardly believe that Jian Twelve was actually a living fossil that had lived for tens of millions of years.

The existence of this tomb lasted far longer than he expected.

So from this point of view, the Taoist Temple may have existed for much longer than he thought.

"That's not the case. It's only been over three million years since I revived."

Jian Twelve shook his head: "A lot of what I told you was also heard from the previous senior, and I have never seen the Taoist master in person."

After saying this, without waiting for Chu Zheng to ask, he explained:
"When the tomb lacks the blood and energy of living beings, the entrance will be opened for a period of time to attract living beings to enter and search for treasures. This will last for about ten thousand years, and then it will be sealed again. I must have stepped into this place when the entrance was opened before, and then I died."

"I see."

Chu Zheng whispered, a hint of realization flashing in his eyes. This made sense. The elixirs that were older must have been picked by our ancestors.

Thinking of the information about this tomb, Chu Zheng suddenly felt a chill in his heart and asked hurriedly: "Senior, is this tomb about to be sealed again?"

According to the information he had previously obtained, the entrance to this tomb had been open for about ten thousand years. So according to the calculation of time, it would be just around the corner to reclose the entrance.

Jian Twelve calculated for a moment, nodded and said, "It's almost time. Wait another two or three hundred years and the entrance will be closed."

Hearing that there were still two or three hundred years to go, Chu Zheng's eyes narrowed slightly: "By then, those creatures of various races who remain in the realm..."

"Of course, they will all die and become nutrients to nourish the tomb and the Taoist master. Then I can bring you a share of the pie."

After saying this casually, Jian Twelve stopped in front of a side hall and raised his hand to push open the door:
"From now on, you will practice here. There is a method of practice of the Yin Corpse lineage in the coffin. If you have any questions, you can come and ask me."

The hall was completely empty, with a magic array set up to gather Yin Qi. A few ghost fires were burning in the air, and a thick layer of black evil ice was condensed on the ground.

At the very center, there was a bloody coffin, purple-red, with a strong smell of blood filling the air.

"Senior, please stay."

Seeing that Jian Twelve seemed to be leaving, Chu Zheng quickly asked:
"Before, I saw a Taoist temple inside the second mountain pass outside the tomb. The deity enshrined inside is called 'Zhengchu Taoist'. Do you have any impression of this, senior?"

Jian Twelve thought for a while and shook his head: "I have never heard of him. I don't think he is a very important person."

He had learned a thing or two about the gods of incense and offerings. The gods at the same level as him could all manifest their magical powers through golden bodies, but there was no such golden body in this tomb. He guessed that this Taoist was no more than that.

"Thank you, senior, for clarifying my doubts."

Chu Zheng didn't argue any further. He bowed and walked into the hall.

The palace door gradually closed. Chu Zheng stepped forward, opened the bloody coffin, and slowly lay down inside it.

The blood coffin was sealed again, and a faint blood-red light appeared on the coffin wall. Lines of small words appeared. Chu Zheng glanced at it and was attracted by it.

This is the practice method of the Yinshi lineage.

After transcending the tribulation and entering the realm of incorruptible bones, the Yin corpse still has five major tribulations to face, which corresponds to the number of six reincarnations in the world.

With the help of these five great tribulations, Chu Zheng has every hope of raising his cultivation to an extremely high level.

The efficiency of overcoming heavenly tribulation is much higher than that of going through worldly tribulation.

(End of this chapter)