Chapter 1281

at the entrance of Yangfen, the purple air is diffuse and the auspicious falls.

As Peng Fei said, the dark shadow looked far away from them. From its dead gray eyes, it was cold and dead. It smiled silently at Xuanyuan. Its bloody fangs were ferocious and frightening. It was still in sight at the last moment, and disappeared without a trace at the next moment. It was unpredictable.

It seems that it has not had much impact on it just now. Xuanyuan is worried, and Pengfei is even more worried.

"Dead fat man, what kind of method do you want to kill it?" Xuanyuan felt more and more uneasy, because he felt that the means used by the shadow had become more and more terrible. Apart from others, as long as Xuanyuan entered the center, he was afraid that he would be swallowed up by desire and become a corpse. He was confused all day. He didn't even know who he was.

No one can know how terrible the next attack of the shadow will be.

Maybe it's just the beginning. This is the feeling that the dark shadow gives Xuanyuan.

"All you have to do is look at it. It won't work if you say it." With the help of the purple air here, Peng Fei finally thoroughly refined the black corpse hair on his body. He pretended to be an expert outside the world, looked around here and nodded frequently.

It doesn't cover a wide area. It's 1296 feet, which coincides with the number of one yuan. It corresponds to the mystery of nine days. It contains many mysteries. If you want to enter the Yang grave from the Yin grave, you just need to spend some thought. Although this is the entrance to the Yang grave, no one can see where the portal is.

Xuanyuan looked at the land under his feet. It was as pure as glass. The purple smell was like a dragon and a snake. It was very spiritual. It was filled with a strong breath of Zhiyang everywhere. It contained boundless fighting Qi, which could harden his own constitution. At the same time, extracting these purple Qi for cultivation would be of great benefit to his body and mind. It was more precious than ordinary pure immortal sources, and even comparable to heterogeneous immortal sources, It contains the breath of sages, which is the most important.

However, these purple gases are also extremely difficult to refine. Nevertheless, Xuanyuan impolitely ingested the purple gas and integrated it into the "swallowing all kinds of Taoist devices". Even if it can't be refined, it's good to store it. In the future, it's good to have a chance to refine it. A lot of purple gas flows into Xuanyuan's body continuously and can't be swallowed in large quantities, Because each wisp of purple gas is very thick, like a mountain. Xuanyuan's heart moves. Pengfei is so heavy. Is it also because he has collected some terrible Avenue gas?

The idea flashed from Xuanyuan's heart. He didn't ask much. There were so many secrets of the dead fat man that he wouldn't tell him.

At the entrance of this Yang tomb, not only the Yang is strong, but when people are in it, they can clearly feel it, as if it is wrapped by a great road. This road is extremely sacred and gentle. It is a great selfless breath, penetrating people's hearts and bones, and people can't help being infected.

On the ground, from time to time, you can see the crystal like treasures of the supreme Tao, which have survived for many years. They emit strong Yang Qi, which can prolong life, strengthen the foundation and cultivate the yuan, and help people understand the Tao. They are rare top-grade products, almost priceless. We can see the details of sages.

If you put it in the usual time, Pengfei and Xuanyuan would certainly search for it. Now, as soon as you feel the smell of saints in the purple air, you know that these are planted by saints, and neither of them did it. This is also a kind of respect for saints.

And their hearts coincided, and they felt that they had to use the power of the great tomb of sages to destroy the robbery. Once they picked these supreme treasures, they were afraid that they might be angry later. Maybe even if they wanted to take them away, they had to wait until after the robbery, otherwise, the gain would outweigh the loss.

I saw a colorful flower, glittering and translucent, filled with a strange ancient rhyme of the avenue. I didn't know what kind of supreme treasure it was. I just thought it was beautiful, so I took it off, took it in my hand and smelled it. I loved it and watched Peng Fei's face twitch violently, but there was nothing I could do, The supreme treasure is obviously spiritual and can run away on its own, but it doesn't dodge when picking it. It's really strange to wait quietly.

Xuanyuan's eyes jumped. He originally wanted to stop Yi Yi, but when he saw that the supreme Taoist treasure had no resistance at all, he finally didn't say anything more. In a slow voice, he said, "let's go to Yangfen. I really want to know what terrible existence there is in Yangfen."

Peng Fei nodded, took the 'Heavenly tunnel Compass' in his hand, and determined where the entrance to the Yang tomb was, but the' Heavenly tunnel Compass' went to the dry position from time to time, to the Kun position from time to time, or to the Xun position, the Kan position, the off position, and the gen position

Looking at the chaotic 'Heavenly tunnel Compass', Peng Fei was very confused. Xuanyuan also had some understanding of Feng Shui wonders, but said: "I remember that in the overall situation of some Feng Shui tombs, its switch seems to be hidden underground and coincide with the portal. You have to step out of the current track before you can manifest the channel."

As soon as he said this, Peng Fei suddenly thought of it. He looked happy, but he felt very ashamed. He was an expert. He didn't expect it, but he was thought of by Xuanyuan. He looked arrogant and said loudly: "I have thought of it for a long time, just to see if you have got my inheritance and whether you have made progress. Now it looks good. Well, I can teach you!"

"Then you'd better take the right step and open the entrance of Yangfen." Xuanyuan didn't want to talk to Peng Fei about this. Yi Yi looked at Peng Fei with some confused eyes. Obviously, she didn't believe what he said.

Peng Fei looked solemn and stared at the "Heaven tunnel compass". Every time the magnetic needle pointed, there was a certain law. As Xuanyuan said, it was necessary to take the right steps to open the entrance of the Yang grave, but it was not just to stand in any direction and take any steps. Finally, Peng Fei settled at the end of the Yang grave, which was the edge.

"I see. I finally understand. I thought the entrance would be in the center, but I didn't want to be on this edge. Only when Yin and Yang look at each other from a distance can we make a game." Peng Fei talks and nods again and again. He runs the ancient geomantic divination, treads on the eight trigrams, and the black-and-white long dragon rushes and chants. All kinds of geomantic roads fall down and go straight to the depths of the earth. He uses the "heavenly compass" to calculate the steps from the front to the back. A moment later, a gate formed by the condensation of purple Qi appears, flowing with an incomparably sacred atmosphere.

Peng Fei breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Xuanyuan and Yi Yi, and said with a very proud smile: "how, my Taoist priest's Feng Shui magic is unparalleled in the world, and no one can compare it. If you replace an ancient sage, you may not be able to break this array, but my Taoist priest can break it easily. Who can compare it?"

Xuanyuan smiled but didn't speak. With a trace of irony, Peng Fei's face trembled. Yiyi smiled strangely. His hand was only one foot long, but the flower part was only the size of an ordinary person's palm. Every swing, there were colorful lights flowing with it, and the ancient charm flowing.

Xuanyuan has seen many wonderful flowers and flowers in his life, but this is the first time to see such a supreme treasure. It is very introverted. There are seven petals. The color of each petal is different. The petals are crystal clear, round and full, flowing with the mysterious law of the road.

Peng Fei also looked at the colorful Taoist flower, but he didn't know what it was and what effect it had. He hadn't seen it in his life. Even among the many ancient dense Zha he had seen, there was no record of such a flower.

"Let's go. Don't think about it. It's a blessing, not a disaster. It's a disaster that can't be avoided." Xuanyuan knew that Peng Fei was worried about the impact of the Taoist flower in Yi Yi's hand, but what if she picked it all? Xuanyuan directly stepped into the door, and Peng Fei followed.

A moment later, the purple light dispersed, and Xuanyuan was in another world.

This world is the opposite of Yin grave.

The place is full of vitality. Every tall ancient tree has a sense of wisdom. Its vigorous branches are like a lifelike Qiulong. Its branches and leaves are lush and green. Each leaf is engraved with the ancient pattern of the avenue.

Xuanyuan's first feeling when he was here was extreme danger. There were many terrible ancient beasts here. Each one was at least in the realm of sages, and he didn't know how many years they had been inherited in this world, The greedy old man roared in his heart: "this is a small world opened up by the dead ancient sage, which nourishes many ancient animals by incarnating the world. Unexpectedly, there is such a place. This is an incomparably real world, unlike the Yin tomb and many exotic spaces just now."

Xuanyuan's heart was shocked, so it would be very troublesome. The Yin grave was a little simpler. After all, he had the treasure to restrain them, but in the Yang grave, every ancient beast was a life of flesh and blood, which he couldn't resist at all.

At the moment, they are standing on a mountain with a height of 3000 feet. Xuanyuan looks into the distance. There is a dragon river spreading towards the distance. The words "sage" make Xuanyuan have a profound experience again.

Peng Fei said nothing. He bit the tip of his tongue and spilled a string of blood essence. He painted a blood colored pattern with his finger. Xuanyuan had never seen a strange pattern on the "heavenly compass". At the next moment, that pattern directly penetrated into the "heavenly compass". Peng Fei turned the means in Feng Shui ancient divinity and directly turned the magnetic needle, A moment later, he pointed to the West and set the direction of the burial of the sages.

The yin-yang burial method is that all Yin embraces Yang and all Yang embraces Yin. This sage must be buried in the Yin at that point in the Yang tomb to suppress all Yin evils by himself.