The speed of the primordial spirit was faster than that of the physical body. At this time, when he used his movement technique, he could really travel a thousand miles in a flash.
In the blink of an eye, Song Shuhang landed in front of the building.
"It's actually a tomb." The inner demon Chixiao Sword sized up the building.
The stone tablet was speechless.
Ever since it was renamed 'Ba Song's Tombstone' by the Master of the Netherworld Black and White, it seemed to have something to do with the word 'tomb'.
"It looks quite new." Song Shuhang stretched out his hand and gently touched the ancient tomb.
Overall, it seemed to be newly built.
The size of the tomb wasn't very big, and it was basically composed of a grave bag, a tomb body, and a tombstone.
There were many complicated characters engraved on the tombstone … and Song Shuhang didn't recognize any of them.
They weren't ancient characters.
Song Shuhang asked, "Senior Chixiao Sword, Stone Tablet Fellow, do any of you recognize these characters?"
The inner demon Chixiao Sword said, "I'm powerless."
The stone tablet said, "These characters … are a bit familiar. However, I haven't learned them. When I was created by Master, the protagonist was already using ancient characters and another self-created character. These words must have been used by Master when he was young, "the stone tablet said.
The 'Master' it was referring to was naturally Wielder of the Will White.
[It's a pity. If I could contact Senior White Two at this time, wouldn't I be able to find out the contents of the tombstone?] Song Shuhang thought to himself.
The stone tablet landed, gently touched the tomb, and deduced, "The time of construction of the tomb … is no more than a year!"
It was unknown how it came up with the exact data.
"However, the time of this world can't be judged by common sense," Song Shuhang reminded.
Earlier, everyone had sensed that as the sand fell from Senior White's fingertips, the whole world 'came to life' and began to flow.
Combined with the information left by Wielder of the Will White on the stone tablet, this world wasn't restricted and affected by 'time and space', and it was a truly free space.
Therefore, the 'time' of this world couldn't be judged by common sense. Perhaps before Senior White came in, the time in this world had always been 'stopped'.
"Oh yeah, doesn't this look like Senior White's handwriting?" Song Shuhang asked the stone tablet.
"It's similar, but I'm referring to my master's handwriting. It's similar to his." The stone tablet nodded.
"If this is really Senior White's handwriting, I might know whose grave this is," Song Shuhang said. He stared at the stone tablet for a while as he spoke.
There were words written by Senior White Two on the stone tablet. It had just been carved not long ago and was still warm.
Song Shuhang compared the two handwriting with each other.
Although it was a different language, the handwriting was vaguely similar.
The stone tablet was speechless.
Being stared at by Song Shuhang like this, it feels very embarrassed.
"Let's assume … this tombstone was really erected by Senior White," Song Shuhang said slowly.
This was Senior White's hometown.
According to Senior White's memory, this grave could very well contain the 'young man in green robes'. In the illusory reality, it was the same person that pressed Song Shuhang to the ground and repeatedly hammered him.
In the main world's Senior White's memories, the young man's ending was death.
Song Shuhang: "The young man in green robes."
"Should we open this grave to take a look?" The inner demon Chixiao Sword suggested — — it once again carried out its duty as the inner demon and tempted Song Shuhang to do something 'interesting'.
"If we open it, I might have to go in" Song Shuhang smiled as he saw through Chixiao Sword's temptation and said: "I don't want Senior White to come here to cut the grass on my grave on this day next year"
He looked down at the dazzling desert.
Perhaps this desert had already become Senior White's incarnation.
He would not accept this death.
Song? Wouldn't he learn from Senior Three Reckless? Song Shuhang.
Moreover, if this was really Senior White's tombstone and tomb, even if there were no traps, Song Shuhang would not dare to touch it.
Whoever dug it would die!
After saying that, he put his palms together and worshipped the grave. "Senior, although you hit me many times in the 'illusion of reality', I don't care. Moreover, in Senior White Two's memory, you are Senior White Two, so I will have to offend you a little … "
Speaking of which, this feeling of standing outside the grave and sweeping the grave was very subtle.
Song Shuhang suddenly looked forward to the end of his' lifelong enemy ', GONG ZIHAI. The end of lifelong enemy Young Master Hai. If one day, Young Master Hai silently died and was buried, then Perhaps … he would go to the grave to pay homage to him?
Stone Tablet Fellow asked: "You want to go disco dancing on the grave?"
"How is that possible? Am I that kind of person?" Song Shuhang said. After paying his respects, he took a step forward and arrived in front of the stone tablet, stretching out his hand and pressing it.
"I used the 'secret appraisal technique' against the desert before, and I don't know how many injuries my main body has suffered. So, I have to be careful this time. If the price of the appraisal is too high, I will immediately stop, "Song Shuhang said softly.
After all, his main body only had his head and shoulders left, and he did not have enough blood. If the price of the appraisal was too high, his brain might spurt out.
There was nothing wrong with being careful.
Under Song Shuhang's control, the secret appraisal technique was activated. This time, he remained cautious the whole time, strictly guarding the 'yellow line of safety'.
Fortunately, the price of the appraisal was very low.
The pain level was about the same as that of the appraisal technique.
For Song Shuhang, this kind of pain was acceptable. Now, he could completely endure the side effects of the appraisal technique while fighting with others, and it would not affect his fighting state at all.
The news of the appraisal was quickly transmitted to his mind.
"The tombstone of the Nameless One. No one remembers the name of the owner of the tombstone, and it has been completely erased. The tombstone was personally erected by 'White', but the grave is empty.
"Open the grave, and you will see an empty coffin. Lie down in it, and you might have an unexpected harvest. "
Song Shuhang was speechless.
You want to lie down with the secret appraisal technique?
How naive.
This is the grave that Senior White personally erected.
I, Song Shuhang, the first Sage in a thousand years, Ba Song, don't want to die, and I won't dig a grave!
I know the value of life better than anyone else.
Live … and live more happily than anyone else. This is my goal this month.
As he said that, Song Shuhang's body slowly sank into the sand.
He was now in the form of a Primordial Spirit … He could pass through walls and escape. As long as there were no restrictions or defenses left by cultivators in this graveyard, he could sneak in.
Just in case.
When he sneaked in, his other hand was still holding the stone tablet tightly. The stone tablet was now in the form of an Artifact Spirit, and they were in the same boat. It could also pass through walls and escape.
The combination of the stone tablet and him could use the < Amazing Weapon Evaluation > and use the mental demon Senior Chixiao Sword as coordinates.
If something went wrong, they could directly escape to Senior Chixiao Sword's side.
The sneaking process was very smooth, and there were no obstacles.
As expected, there was only an empty coffin in the grave.
After thinking for a while, Song Shuhang carefully sneaked into the coffin.
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