Chapter 3227

Qin Huan just opened his mouth to ask, and then he remembered that Xu Ying didn't follow up.

But even if he did, he probably wouldn't tell Qin Huan.

"Well... I've never seen such words before, and I can't talk about cracking them."

Qin Huan thought that it was a pity that he was now in the tomb of gods and demons. If he was outside, he could enter the stone tablet and ask the sword carrying slave if he knew this text.

It took two years to find the stone tablet. Besides, it was a constant mountain wall. Qin Huan asked himself that even if the tomb was big, he had more or less circled it. If he couldn't find any openings on the stone tablet, I'm afraid he wouldn't find anything.

So Qin Huan made up his mind and approached the stone tablet.

When he arrived here, he noticed that the dead spirit around the stone tablet was unimaginable. Qin Huan felt uncomfortable even though he was running the death Jue book and integrating it with the real power of death.

But in the midst of such strong stillness, I couldn't see even a shadow of resentment.

Qin Huan was more sure of the difference of the stone tablet. When he came under the stone tablet, he hesitated, stretched out his hand and touched it.

The hard and cold touch came. Although it was just a projection of the Taoist body, it somehow made Qin Huan feel like this.

He hesitated and tried to inject his mind into the sea, but he was like a clay ox into the sea without response.

Then he hit the stone tablet again, but he failed to cause any damage.

Qin Huan then tried to inject the Holy Spirit, holy power or blood divine pattern, but he failed to cause any reaction to the stone tablet.

It seems that the stone tablet is only a part of the mountain without any particularity.

"Is there no way?"

Qin Huan was a little angry.

If you can't find a way to enter at the foot of the mountain, you can only look at the top of the mountain.

However, looking at the top of the tomb, Qin Huan always felt a sense of danger, as if there was something terrible there.

Generally speaking, no one would put the entrance of the tomb on the top. If he could, Qin Huan really didn't want to go up. Otherwise, the height might also touch the prohibition mentioned by Xu Ying.

After thinking about it, Qin Huan clenched his teeth and sat on the ground. He used the eight pole real skills and tried his best to surround himself.

If he were anywhere else, as long as he ran the Chunhua secret code, his vitality would certainly attract countless attacks from the shadow of resentment. However, there was such a strong sense of death here, but he didn't see a shadow of resentment. Qin Huan thought there was something unusual here, so he just gave it a try.

Sure enough, even if the Eighth National Congress rose vigorously, it was full of vitality, and the surrounding areas were impregnated with vitality, but it did not attract half a shadow of resentment.

But Qin Huan didn't run the eight great efforts for this.

However, under Qin Huan's control, the eight masters tried their best to create and destroy the rotation. At the same time, they gradually merged into one, and a trace of chaos came out of it.

Chaos is the source of all things in the world. Qin Yu just wanted to see if this trace of chaos could lead to the change of the stone tablet.

If that didn't work, Qin Huan was helpless.

He opened his eyes and injected a trace of chaos into the stone tablet.

Compared with the huge stone tablet as high as ten thousand feet, this wisp of chaos around the fingertips is simply insignificant.

After I fell into it, I seemed to have no response.

At the moment when Qin Yu was disappointed, the stone tablet suddenly changed.

At the same time, the virtual shadow, thousands of miles away, seemed to feel something. He looked in the direction of Qin Huan and snorted.

Here, in Qin Huan's eyes, the appearance of the stone tablet seemed no different from that before, and the words on it had not changed at all, but the smell filled it was a little different.

Just like the whole stone tablet, it has become a lot of vanity and gradually ethereal.

Qin Huan paused for a moment, then slowly stretched out his hand and touched the stone tablet.

This time, his palm went straight through the stone tablet, as if it were just an illusion.

"Finally found the hole!"

Qin Huan felt happy and looked forward. His whole arm disappeared into the stone tablet.

Before he could make further moves, a strong attraction came from the stone tablet, dragging Qin Huan's body towards the stone tablet.

He first subconsciously wanted to resist, but then his heart moved, there was no resistance, followed this suction, and the whole person instantly disappeared in the stone tablet.

On the surface of the stone tablet, a wave appeared, and then disappeared, as if nothing had happened.

At this moment, Qin Huan didn't enter the stone tablet. He just felt that the whole person was in darkness. There was a bottomless abyss around him and he couldn't touch anything.

Qin Huan frowned.

In the darkness, he seemed to be losing control of the body.

Qin Huan placed a wisp of mind on the projection of the Tao body. All consciousness came from this wisp of mind. At the moment, it was as if the mind was being peeled off from the projection of the Tao body.

Just when Qin Huan felt bad and wanted to run his power and regain control of his body, a faint light suddenly lit up in front of him.

Then a voice sounded in my ears.

"Xuanqing!"

"Xuanqing!"

The sound was very small at first, but it sounded, amplified, and finally became very clear.

Qin Huan suddenly opened his eyes and the light came into his eyes.

What catches the eye is a young face.

He was sitting on a mountain, full of people in front and back, looking like a teenager.

The boy around him was pushing him and shouting, "Xuanqing!"

"Wake up!"

Qin Huan was shocked.

Did you fall into a dreamland similar to Chi Ji at the beginning?

But he immediately found that he could not manipulate his body and could not open his mouth to speak.

It seemed that the body did not belong to him, but occupied his vision.

Then, the body raised its head, but saw a white haired old man sitting on a huge rock in front, looking at himself with an unhappy face.

The boy next to him was angry and funny and said, "how can you fall asleep when the master preached?"

"Er..." the master of the body seemed to react at this time and quickly stood up.

"Master, I'm rude!"

Qin Huan almost reacted at this time.

It's not so much a fantasy, it's more like some kind of picture stone.

"Xuanqing?" Qin Huan murmured, "who is it? Is it the owner of the tomb?"