Chapter 354

"The place of burial?"

Hearing Wu Mo's words, Zichen is stunned. Many people are stunned. Obviously, they have not heard of this place.

"The place of burial!" Only Mo Lao's heart trembled and exclaimed.

"Mo Lao, do you know that place?" The spirit of Zichen preached.

"No one knows where to bury the saints. It is said that it is tianwu land, and its mystery is only inferior to that of thunder temple." Mo Lao sighed.

"What's in there?"

"It's better to say that there is a place where the most powerful Dharma has been handed down, except for the most powerful one."

Old Mo sighed and said, "no matter it's a burial place or a treasure land, it's a dangerous place in short. Wujizong inherits endless years, and there are many strong ones. However, in these endless years, it has suffered great losses twice. "

"They looked at Zichen with different eyes.

And in the dark, there are several hidden murders.

"Even if there are keepsakes in the place of burial, there must be danger?" Zichen asked. At the moment, he wanted to take out the black armor and study it, but he resisted the impulse. He was afraid that he would take out the black armor, and the patriarchal level in the dark would make a move.

"Naturally there is danger, but with the right road, the risk will be much less." Dome road.

Zichen pondered and seemed to be worried.

"You can rest assured that the entrance to the holy burial place is entirely due to some changes. The seal is a little loose, and the burial site is only revealed. During this period, no one will be harmful to you."

"This is the first time in more than 20 years that the holy burial place has been revealed. We discussed that we should go there first, and if we have something to gain, we can guarantee our life after going out."

"Well, let me think about it, and I'm not sure if it's a real map. It's still in the corner of the ring of space."

Zichen's words, let a person speechless, such valuable thing, unexpectedly has been abandoned in the corner of space ring.

"Well, we'll wait for your information."

After that, the group left.

Soon, there was a story about the place where the saints were buried, and it was said that Zichen had obtained the keepsake of the place of burial.

"A few years ago, Wuzong sent Yukong to pursue Zichen. The reason is that if you hold the keepsake, you can enter the place where the saint is buried and look for treasures. I can't imagine Zichen is so lucky that he has such things."

"Isn't it? There are too many treasures on Zichen's body."

"Is he a favored son of heaven? Why can he always get the favor of heaven, even the keepsake of the holy land?"

On that day, the news spread out, making a lot of noise.

"Zichen, take out the keepsake of the Holy Land and share it with us."

"Yes, this kind of thing is not unique to you."

Zichen body in Yongqi City, more friars heard the news, rushed to here, and a dissatisfied voice sounded.

Hearing the news, Zichen's face changed several times.

It's no wonder that Wu Zong's people didn't take the black armor by themselves. They wanted to let people know and share the black armor.

If heijia is really a keepsake, it's all right. If not, Zichen can't take out the real keepsake, which will offend everyone.

Most people are selfish and greedy. Zichen can imagine the consequences if they can't take out the real keepsake.

There are more and more monks gathered in Yongqi city. There is no lack of Yukong in Lingyuan realm. Everyone is talking about Zichen and the key.

If we say, before, a lot of loose repair are to protect Zichen, then this incident, all people remain neutral, if Zichen does not share black armor, will offend the world.

"These big forces are really good at calculating." In the room, Zichen's voice was cold.

Obviously, this was done by those who were hostile to it.

"Let's see if heijia is a keepsake to enter the holy land." Mo Laodao.

The light flashed and the black armor appeared, like a scallop. It was polished all around. There was a stripe road all over the body, like a rune flashing.

The black armor is as black as ink, and the material is unknown, but it is very hard. It is far beyond the spirit soldiers. Zichen vigorously can't crush it. Moreover, there is no reaction from the energy in the body.

"Hum!"

The golden spirit came out of the body like a flame. It was burning like a flame. At the next moment, Zichen felt that the black armor was abnormal.

It was a complicated pattern, like a road map, crisscross and mysterious.

"It's the road map. It seems to be true." Zichen shares the circuit diagram to mo old, the latter marvels.

The flame of spiritual thoughts is constantly burning, and the circuit diagrams are becoming more and more clear.

The circuit diagram is very complex and the design is very wide. It seems that there is a boundless space, but it is incomplete. Many of them have been cut off in the middle of the road."There should be more than one piece of such black armor. Once all of them are put together, they will form a perfect pattern and enter the depth of the burial site." Mo Lao opened his mouth and was shocked.

In the end, black armor was completely refined.

"Chi!"

A bright fire came out, the black armor became crystal clear and bright, and the fire light was burning. From black to red, it completely changed from black to red. On the surface of the body, the light flowed and the runes formed into pieces, which contained a complete road map and went straight into the deep.

"This is...!"

Black armour is completely changed, becoming extremely red, and contains terrible high temperature. If Zichen had not been refined, his perfect body could not be resisted.

This armor is also a rare treasure.

Among the numerous lines, one of the most obvious is the road leading to the deep.

A flash of light, Zichen put away a piece of a, fell into meditation, this a piece is a treasure, can not take out to share, otherwise it will inevitably lead to disaster.

But when Zichen came out of the room and came to the street, he was completely stupid.

There are almost a few big cities where all the monks are gathered, and the sound of sharing sounds like a big wave.

There are a lot of loose repairs, more than tens of thousands of them have opened their mouths one after another.

Zichen has no choice but to speak and share the keepsake of the holy land.

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