Chapter 1020

The winding mountain range was like a long snake, like a living creature in the quiet night.

After a few rounds, the snake's head and tail looked at each other across the snake's body, as if they were going to connect and form a cycle.

But in the end, they were still a little short. The "snake's body" that separated them cracked open and formed a deep valley. The Everlasting Tribe settled here in the past and named it "Everlasting Valley"!

The Everlasting Valley was covered in a bloody mist, which combined with the Peach Blossom Miasma, Hundred Poisons Miasma, and Dead Leaves Miasma. Birds flew around and wild beasts avoided it. Only the Five Poisons were hidden.

The miasma weakened Mengqi's telepathy. He had to land on the muddy ground at the entrance of the valley.

He was still dressed in white with a sword in his hand. His posture was calm and his steps were leisurely.

As far as the eye could see, the miasma in the valley had become sparse. The miasma was rolling in the air as if it did not dare to enter.

Meng Qi looked relaxed on the outside, but he was tense on the inside. He was on high alert as he slowly stepped into the valley. It looked as if it had been washed by blood. Other than the strange rocks and deep pits, there was no trace of human habitation. There were bloodstains everywhere, and everything was dark red.

"The Rakshasa of the Bloody Sea plowed the entire Everlasting Valley without leaving any clues …" Mengqi seemed to realize something.

Suddenly, he frowned. It was not because of the Everlasting Valley, but because of the strangeness of the Three-life Temple.

If Gu Xiaosang was not lying, the Three-life Temple was still intact when the Ninth Heaven was broken. Many years later, someone came and deliberately destroyed the Past and Future Temples. After that, maybe the Sun God hid in the Past, or maybe he was the culprit who destroyed the two temples. To prevent people from coming to the Three-life Temple for treasures and disrupt his plan, he destroyed them first to prevent people from being greedy.

But there was a very strange problem. The Rakshasa of the Bloody Sea had just entered the Dharmakaya realm, but he already knew how to erase all traces of the Everlasting Valley. Why would there still be remnants of the Afterlife Temple and the Past Temple? If the Sun God deliberately preserved them for himself, why didn't he destroy the Present Temple as well? If that was the case, he and Gu Xiaosang would have been far away. Why would they jump into the darkness and take the risk of disrupting his plan?

The culprit behind the destruction of the hall was someone else, and the motive was unknown … There were too many unknowns for Meng Qi to speculate on the real situation. Gu Xiaosang obviously knew more, but she kept her mouth shut, deliberately mystifying things.

"I don't know what the demoness is planning …" Meng Qi's thoughts wandered but he forced himself to stop. "Xi can't pass through the Thunder God's seal. He can only enter after we open it. From this, we can infer that the Sun God was hiding in the Past Hall before this.

Suddenly, Mengqi heard a clear female voice.

"Here comes another one looking for the method of reincarnation …"

"Another one looking for the method of reincarnation …"

Meng Qi looked up through the thin mist and saw a "girl" sitting cross-legged on the blood-colored cliff on his left. She looked to be about 15 or 16 years old and wore a colorful dress. Her face hid a bit of childishness, and her eyes were a little naive. However, her breath was long, like the Grand Sun in the sky. She was not full of vigor, and her appearance did not match her age.

Meng Qi asked coldly, "Are there a lot of people coming?"

The mysterious girl suddenly leaped up and flew down. Her petite stature complemented her appearance. She giggled and said, "There is one every few days, but they are all old men who are about to die. There are only a few who still have a long lifespan like you …"

She seemed to have not talked to outsiders for a long time. She was quite talkative and chattered non-stop.

"Did they find anything?" Seeing that the girl was willing to talk, Meng Qi went straight to the point.

The girl pouted and said, "Is this how you ask someone? You don't know any manners. You are from the Central Plains! "

Before Meng Qi could correct himself, she continued, "Who wouldn't be interested in being reincarnated before death? Repeating the process over and over again is equivalent to eternal life. Cultivating bitterly, other than seeking power, standing high above others and being able to do as you please, isn't that the same as living a long life and not being afraid of death? "

After saying a lot of nonsense, she smiled, and there was the unique bright enthusiasm of a Southern Wasteland woman in her "immature" face. "Although the Everlasting Tribe was exterminated by the Blood-robed Cult and the Everlasting Valley was completely destroyed, there are always people who suspect that the secret of the Everlasting Tribe's reincarnation is not in themselves, but in the uniqueness of the Everlasting Valley. Therefore, before most of the strong warriors died, they rushed here and dug a hole to bury themselves, so that they could be reincarnated and remember this life."

"You are in the prime of your youth. I don't think you are here to bury your body." Mengqi held the sword in his left hand and was expressionless. The model in his mind was Ximen Chuixue, but he could not be a man of few words, so he could only imitate Senior Brother Qi.

The girl walked deep into the valley and said proudly, "Of course! I still have hundreds of years to live. What's the hurry? "

She did not say what she was here for.

Mengqi looked around and found that the ground was stained with blood and there were many traces of new cover and damage caused later. The wind that passed through the valley was a bit gloomy.

He thought of something and said coldly, "You are here to dig 'graves'."

"How can you say it so badly! Tomb raiding, I understand now. Tomb raiding has its own principles. It's definitely not digging up graves! " Seeing that Meng Qi showed no signs of decline, the girl knew that he was not here to bury himself. Since she had been exposed, she could only admit it and refute his words!

She laughed and said, "Those old guys have been struggling for so long. How can they not have some treasures? Anyway, if they can be reincarnated, they will be reincarnated when they die. When they die, no matter how we disturb them, it will not reduce our Virtue. Why should we hide the treasures underground? "

She spoke with a bit of Great Jin Dynasty's habits. It seemed that she had been to Great Jin Dynasty, or she had relatives or friends from Great Jin Dynasty … Mengqi thought and said casually, "Won't they set up restrictive spells, curses, and traps?"

No one wanted to be disturbed after death.

The mysterious girl stuck out her tongue and said, "How can there not be? I almost died a few times! And most of them have self-destruction arrangements. We … I have been here for a few years and have only succeeded five times. "

She opened her left hand and turned it over and over, indicating that she could only succeed five times. Her small palm matched her age.

Mengqi followed her forward and sensed the flow of Qi in the Everlasting Valley. He observed the rock walls on both sides, the potholes on the ground, and the places that seemed to hide masters.

"No one is guarding their graves?" Looking at the girl's back, Mengqi's expression was cold.

The mysterious girl clicked her tongue and said, "How many of the Exterior masters in the Southern Wilderness are not detestable? Their wives, husbands, children, and disciples, who doesn't want to get rid of them as soon as possible? There are only a few who can guard their graves for seven days. If they are not afraid of a trap, they might be robbing their own graves. "

As they spoke, they turned around the rock wall and Mengqi saw an old grave in front of them. Beside it sat a bronze-skinned man in blue pants and a short jacket. He was muscular and had a serious expression. He looked straight ahead and ignored Mengqi and the mysterious girl.

"Isn't that the grave?" Mengqi looked over.

The girl laughed and said, "There are always exceptions. That's the grave of Gu, the Supreme Elder of the Flying Heaven Tribe. His whole tribe is indebted to him, so there are naturally Exterior masters taking turns to guard his grave."

The Flying Heaven Tribe was one of the top ten tribes in the Southern Wilderness. They were respected by the Chief Priest Elder. Their strength was not inferior to any of the top sects in the Great Jin Dynasty. It was said that Gu had lived for nearly three hundred years and had saved the Flying Heaven Tribe from disasters many times. It was in these two hundred years that the Flying Heaven Tribe had grown rapidly.

"Gu risked his life for the tribe, but he couldn't see through it before he passed away. He wasted the manpower of the Flying Heaven Tribe. How pathetic." Mengqi commented in a simple and unsophisticated manner.

As soon as he finished speaking, the bronze-skinned man raised his head and stared at Mengqi with eyes as sharp as lightning. His breath was wild and barbaric like a giant beast in Mount Buddha.

He said word by word in the language of the Southern Wilderness, "Say this when you die."

How many great heroes and chivalrous men in the world could see through this? The older one was, the more afraid they were of dying of old age!

"He's not weak …" Mengqi did not expect to meet a master who was close to the level of a grandmaster. They stared at each other and said, "It would be pathetic if I said this before I die."

"Huang, aren't you afraid of damaging the grave if we really fight?" The mysterious girl took a step forward.

The people of the Flying Heaven Tribe all used a single word as their name.

Huang withdrew his gaze and took a deep breath. He sat like a bell again and was as steady as a mountain.

Mengqi did not seem to feel the vast pressure from before. He looked at the flow of Qi again and used Yuxu divination to predict where the cardinal was.

After five steps, he stopped in front of a flat bloody ground. He waved his left palm and the soil flew up neatly, forming a deep pit.

"What do you want to do?" The mysterious girl was confused.

Mengqi glanced at her and said, "I want to die."

"Uh …" The girl was shocked and at a loss.

"Can I just die?"

As soon as she thought of this, she saw Mengqi's face turn pale and gloomy. His vitality dissipated and death rose. He looked like a ghost or a zombie.

"You, you, you …" She could not even speak clearly!

Mengqi fell straight into the deep pit. The soil turned over and buried him.

The Everlasting Tribe reincarnated right before they died. How could they find out the secret if they did not die?

Everything returned to normal. Mengqi's Vital Spirit hid between his eyebrows and his vitality. He felt dizzy and the surroundings gradually became chaotic. He vaguely saw some pictures but could not see them clearly.

This place was really strange!

The petite girl was stunned for a while. She did not expect that the swordsman in white would die just like that. It was ridiculous.

At this moment, a figure in black clothes came in. He was of medium build and had ordinary facial features. He looked like he was in his forties and had a wretched and treacherous face.

"Little Ru, is someone buried here?" He rubbed his hands and looked eager.

The mysterious girl nodded blankly. "Yes."

"Tut-tut." The middle-aged man paced around this place. "I have told you that this is the cardinal of Qi and the key of Yin and Yang. It echoes with the snake head and tail outside and hides its mystery. Whoever can see through it must be extraordinary. The treasure of such a person must be precious!"

He rubbed his hands again. "How long has he been dead?"

"A while." Little Ru looked at her master in a daze.

The middle-aged man nodded and whispered, "A while is enough …"

He placed several simple wooden stakes and sprinkled silver needles to connect the red strings. After a long time, he carefully dug the "grave".

"Hey, why are there no restrictive spells or curses …" He was puzzled and slowly put his right hand in.

Suddenly, beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead. His right hand froze in place, only to see a pale and gloomy hand firmly gripping it!

This corpse came back to life too fast! He felt like his soul had left his body. He had never had such an experience in all his years of robbing tombs!