Yama Rising - 689

Really?

Here…have a Yama-level yin chase here? And… or Hua Guo Yama? Otherwise, how would you write the Six-Party Ghost King?

“It’s the yin error I’m familiar with.” Ding Ting’s paw lightly patted the abutment, and the abutment that had existed for hundreds of years shook slightly, raising a cloud of smoke and dust. Its gaze is extremely complicated, no matter who it is, after a hundred years of sleep, once he sees the deceased’s thing, it will be as he is now.

Qin Ye walked behind him: “Don’t you feel strange?”

“Why is the Yan Luo-level seal appearing in the tomb of Genghis Khan? Also, if Yan Luo is required to seal it personally, why is it so obvious? No concealment? Even if it is inaccessible here.”

Diting shook his head: “Did you forget? It is impossible to be perceived by Yin Qi here. And…”

It looked at the seal, and said with some nostalgia: “This is a game… it’s called Ghost King Lock.”

“The game invented by the second king of Yama when he was extremely bored… Arrange these six stone slabs according to the surnames of the surnames, and the seal will be automatically opened. This game is only circulated between Yama level and even the monarchs. Do not know at all……”

Qin Ye interrupted him like a living ghost: “So, this is a password? Can you be more boring? I’m very curious about your civil servant life back then.”

“It’s not that there is no other entertainment…” Di listened to a dry cough: “For example, bloody battles, fights to the end, fights to the end, masters, double buckles, enough level… are also very popular. I think about it, the most popular is fried gold flower.”

My Nima…

Is this really the highest ruling class of the year?

Are you sure it’s not Fondu Casino?

“Master Ksitigarbha also participate? You violated the precept, right?”

“What precept to commit!” Di Ting glared at him: “This is called cultivating the heart!”

“How to maintain a normal mind in the ups and downs, Lord Ksitigarbha uses superficial gambling to build a perfect Buddha mind! You know what a fart… Okay, get in!”

Brush… a faint brilliance emerged from the stone slabs on the ground, the ground collapsed, and a bottomless hole appeared in front of him. Qin Yepa stretched his head aside and looked around, turning back uncertainly: “Jump?”

“Jump.” Di listen affirmatively replied.

Qin Ye’s neck stretched almost an inch, looked down several times, picked up a stone and threw it down.

It took a full ten seconds to hear a very subtle “boom” with his mansion’s hearing.

He turned his head sternly, and said firmly: “You jump, I jump.”

Di Ting also frowned, squeezed him away, staring at the bottomless darkness below: “It shouldn’t be…”

“Do you remember that Aristotle said that he came in person, but the Greek Forbidden Army has entered here?”

Is not this nonsensical?

Qin Ye was about to spray back, suddenly his eyes brightened, rubbing his chin and said, “You mean…they are abandoned sons?”

“Yes, based on the circumstances at the time, Aristotle could not tell them to leave. They should be around even if they are not below. But our movement is not small, but the other party did not show up?”

And… this cave is abnormally deep.

“There are multiple changes in the Ghost King Lock. According to the truth, every Yama’s personally sealed thing must be fresh in his memory. It is reinforced once every 100 years, and it is impossible to break through. The Greek underworld can now enter because no one has reinforced it for a century… Will they still be trapped inside? Lost?” Di Listening pondered.

In the tomb, there are many crises. Especially the tomb sealed by a Yama. No one is sure what’s down there.

“I’ll go down and take a look first. You wait a moment.” Just after the voice fell, Di listened to a yin, Jump.

Qin Ye waited quietly. After ten seconds, Die heard a somewhat emotional voice: “Come down.”

He jumped down without hesitation. Just as he jumped down, the entrance of the cave closed quietly.

It was pitch black in all directions, and the temperature was getting lower and lower. This is very strange, the more you go to the center of the earth, the higher the temperature should be. unless……

A large number of ghosts gathered below!

After falling for about a hundred meters, his feet finally landed on the ground. The sight in front of him gave him a sigh of relief.

aisle.

Huge underground passage.

It is at least five meters wide and three meters high. Bottomless.

The ditches of the fire dragon were engraved on both sides, which were now lit, and the pale ghost fire was burning underground. The ground is carved with reliefs of Changshengtian, but the unevenness is extremely inconspicuous. Carved on the wall are the vertical and horizontal iron horses of the Mongolian Yuan Empire. The scene of bowing and shooting big eagles. And in front of him, there are sculptures of two running horses.

Very weird…really weird. In this passage, there are many soul-raising prayer flags hanging, with pale bottoms, written entirely in Mongolian. These things have been at least a few hundred years later. Horse sculptures and fire-catching dragons can be explained, but these prayer flags are also brand new.

But the weirdest thing is… the entire passage is crystal clear!

It seems to be carved with black colored glaze! The fire is refracted on the transparent blackened wall, creating a mysterious halo.

No one spoke, Di listen jumped on his shoulder. He tentatively walked ten meters. Look around carefully.

There is no mechanism…nowhere is the node of Yin Qi. If there is a Yangjian mechanism, it doesn’t matter, it is impossible to be within five meters of the mansion.

And here, the sculptures on both sides have become the picture of the city of the Song Dynasty. The ground is still carved with the longevity sky. He stopped, and before he could speak, he said, “What is written on the prayer flags is the original vow of the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. I can’t admit it wrong, this scripture is too familiar. It is used to save the dead.”

Qin Ye looked forward, and a hundred meters away, two horses appeared again. He said solemnly: “Among the Mongolians, horses have a very high status. For ordinary nobles, only live horses can be used for funerals. But…”

He touched the wall: “This is obsidian.”

Volcanic stone. Black colored glaze.

“It is natural colored glaze formed after the magma flowing out of volcanic lava suddenly cooled. It is an amorphous gemstone. There is only one place of black colored glaze made in China…Tibetan province. But…”

He squinted his eyes and looked towards the end of the road: “Even if Tibet is emptied, it is not enough to build a catacomb of all black glass. Moreover, this specification is too high, no wonder they would think it is an emperor’s tomb.”

“Also.” He tapped on the wall lightly: “Have you noticed the temperature here? It has reached nearly zero!”

Di Hear’s eyes flashed: “Yin Lingshi!”

“Yin and Yang cannot communicate.” Qin Ye stood up straight and said coldly, “I feel the temperature is extremely low on it, so I must have used a lot of objects from the underworld. It has suppressed the heat in the heart of the earth. But if this is the case, then, this This tomb was not built by a living person.”

Di heard the fragrance and knows the elegant meaning: “Martyred.”

“A large number of people were sacrificed and then refined into the living dead with a special formation method. This would not be considered as breaking the iron rule of yin and yang. However, this channel was built between the yang, so… when the other party lay in, it will become yin. To bury a living person in a coffin…there is only this way. If the speculation is correct, then the tomb owner’s identity was extremely high before his life.”

It paced slowly: “Looking at the sculpture, it was from the Yuan Dynasty. Even if the owner of the tomb is not an emperor, he is also a national teacher. But doing so…Why don’t we feel yin on it?”

There are not so many black colored glazes in China.

The long passages mixed with the things of the underworld, the richness of Yin Qi is extremely rare, they can’t not feel it!

“More than that.” Qin Ye raised his head and pointed to the ground again: “Look, above his head, is the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva’s original vow sutra. It belongs to Buddhism. And the ground is Tengger and Changshengtian. Two different religions. How to explain this.”

Di listened to ponder for a long time, shook his head: “Go in first and have a look.”

This tomb is full of weirdness, one person and one dog simply turned into a yin wind and ran wildly in the tomb.

Swipe Lala…ten minutes, thirty minutes, one hour.

The channel is not in the end!

Just an hour later, Qin Ye finally stopped. The same scenes around made people feel a kind of stubborn depression, but something different finally appeared in front of him.

That is a sculpture.

A sculpture of a Taoist man.

“Interesting.” Qin Ye flew to the front of the statue, looked around carefully, and said, “Buddhism, Taoism, Tengger, all appeared. Who is this? The beliefs are so mixed?”

“Qiu Chuji.” He had just said casually, however, Di Ting opened his mouth.

Qin Ye was stunned, then turned to look at Di listened: “Are you kidding me?”

Di Ting didn’t bother to pay attention to him at all, and pointed to a few large characters under the sculpture.

Qixia Qizhen.

So… Qin Ye coughed dryly, and tried to change the subject: “Then what… Qi Xia Qizhen, is Qiu Chuji’s Taoist name? Isn’t he called Quanzhen Seven Sons?”

“Look at Jin Yong less!” Hearing this angrily, he pouted his lips and said: “Qiu Chuji is known as a native of Qixia Mountain. It is one of the Seven True Sects of the Quanzhen Sect, and Qixia Seven Trues can only refer to him.”

“But why is there a statue of Qiu Chuji here?” Qin Ye frowned: “Didn’t he and the Yuan Dynasty have to deal with it? The Yuan Dynasty must try to kill him? How could he put his statue in the tomb?”

Who made this tomb anyway?

Did you commit almost all the taboos? An ancient tomb of the Yuan Dynasty actually put statues of enemies before their lives in it. Is this intended to let them kill them in a dark place after death?

“Perhaps… the other party didn’t put him in his eyes at all?” Di Ting licked his lips: “I am more and more interested in this tomb owner… By the way, this should be a milestone.”

They flew about a hundred kilometers in an hour just now.

“One hundred kilometers of boundary marker…If I guessed right, the next boundary marker…maybe a monk.”

Qin Ye raised his eyebrows: “What did you think of?”

Di Ting turned into a yin wind and moved forward: “Let’s take a look first.”

Without much talk, they flew faster. This time, they arrived at the next statue in less than half an hour.

And this statue… is a monk!

He knelt on his knees, as if talking to something in front of him. The attitude is extremely respectful and vividly portrayed.

Qin Ye opened his mouth slightly to look at Di Ting, before he asked, Di Ting took a deep breath: “Sure enough…”

“I know what this is…”

“This is… a great debate on Buddhism and Taoism! And Qiu Chuji and this monk Xue Ting Fuyu are the beginning of all this!”

His gaze looked at the passage that was still invisible: “Although I am not sure about the identity of the owner of the tomb, there is one thing I can be sure of.”

“There must be a person buried in it-Rogulozhe Gyaltsen.”

“Who?” Qin Ye was not sensitive to such a name.

Di listened to him a sideways glance: “This name may be very strange to you, but his other name must be familiar to you.”

“Emperor Meng Yuan-Ba Si Ba.”