Chapter 568

Buzz!

The sarcophagus trembled and the runes were bright. The lid of the sarcophagus was slowly opened, and the bright glow was emitted from it. Lingxiao suddenly looked into the sarcophagus.

The sarcophagus was empty. Jin se didn't lie in it as Ling Xiao imagined.

But inside the sarcophagus, a small poem was engraved, emitting a bright light, floating slowly from the sarcophagus.

There are fifty strings in a beautiful harp without any reason. One string and one column miss the year of China.

Zhuangsheng Xiaomeng is fascinated by butterflies and hopes the emperor's spring heart holds cuckoos.

The moon pearl in the sea has tears, the sun in the blue field is warm, and the jade gives birth to smoke.

Can this be remembered? It was just a loss at that time.

Fifty six words, each word is like a magic sword, intertwined with each other, endless, vast and mysterious, containing a mysterious power to destroy everything.

Changsheng sword Qi. It turns out that Changsheng sword Qi is emitted from this little poem.

Lingxiao looked at this poem and was a little crazy.

I still remember the picture scroll and the poem I saw in the Sutra Pavilion when I was reborn in the Lingxiao of the eight wasteland.

Lingxiao's hand flashed and an ancient painting appeared.

On the ancient painting is Lingxiao in white, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes. His eyes are like stars. He stands with his hands on his back and is exclusive.

On the ancient paintings, there is also a small poem of Jinse.

At the moment when the ancient painting appeared, the 56 ancient characters floating in the void trembled and turned into a bright streamer, which was directly integrated into the ancient painting.

The original ordinary ancient paintings began to emit a vast and mysterious atmosphere, as if the immortal sword gas would be ejected at any time.

"This situation can be remembered, but I was at a loss... Jinse, I knew you weren't dead, but where you were..."

Lingxiao murmured to himself, with tears flashing in her eyes.

What he feared most was that after opening the sarcophagus, he saw Jinse lying inside.

Today, there is only a small poem of Jinse in the sarcophagus. On the contrary, Lingxiao is relieved, and this poem contains too many meanings.

Maybe others can't understand the meaning of this poem, only Lingxiao can understand it.

The immortal sword spirit is endless, and the Shinto law is contained in it. This realm and breath has exceeded the Jinse at the peak of previous lives, so Lingxiao has no doubt that Jinse should really embark on the road of Shinto.

The gods are immortal. What is a mere ten thousand years?

But what makes Lingxiao more disappointed is that although he found the information left by Jinse, he still doesn't know where Jinse is.

"Lingxiao, look at the cohesion of this Shinto law, Jinse must not be dead! Has he broken through the limit of this world and ascended to the divine world?"

The wicked Taoist looked at Lingxiao and said softly.

"No, Jinse must still be in this world!"

Lingxiao said with certainty, and the light in her eyes flickered. "This poem contains not only the immortal sword spirit, but also some of the original power of Jinse. If she leaves this world, the original power will dissipate completely! Therefore, I'm sure she's still in this world, and she's still waiting for me!"

Lingxiao was so excited that he remembered that up to now, he had found the traces left by four Jinse.

For the first time in the Jinse Pavilion of Changsheng gate, a small poem in that ancient painting.

The second time in the secret place of eternal life, Jinse killed countless demons in the great disaster ten thousand years ago. Finally, he was badly hurt, but he left the eight wastelands to go to Gemini mountains.

The third time was in the mysterious colorful mountain. Jinse left a word for Lingxiao.

The fourth time is here.

"What's the secret of the way to heaven and the burial Grottoes in the colorful holy mountain?"

Lingxiao's eyes twinkled. He always felt that there was a heavy fog that hid the whereabouts of Jinse. The great disaster ten thousand years ago must have happened a secret he didn't know.

And the real dragon supreme. He has obtained the divine personality of the Red Dragon God of war. He should have ascended the divine world. What role did the real dragon supreme play in the great disaster ten thousand years ago?

Lingxiao was most worried about what would happen if Jinse went to take revenge on the supreme dragon. Now Lingxiao was completely relieved when he saw the information left by Jinse.

As long as Jinse is not dead, he will find her!

"Jin se only left this poem and no other information, indicating that even she is not sure, you will be able to come here! We'll look carefully, and maybe there are other discoveries!"

The wicked Taoist said slowly.

Jin se will not leave a sarcophagus here for no reason. There should be other discoveries.

"You're right!"

Lingxiao took a deep breath and began to search the sarcophagus and the whole underground space with the unscrupulous Taoist.

Although this space is very vast, chaotic Qi and the Qi of burying heaven are intertwined, mysterious and unpredictable, but nothing valuable has been found.

Finally, Lingxiao found an ancient picture at the bottom of the sarcophagus, depicting mountains, plants, earth, mountains and rivers. It looks familiar.

"This is... The map of the burial cave on the red cloud God brocade?"

As like as two peas of the sky, the ancient map is exactly the same as the red cloud God brocade, pointing directly to the depth of the burial cave.

"Did Jinse go to the depths of the burial cave?"

Lingxiao thought in his heart. Since he found this clue, he could only explore in the depths of the burial cave.

"Lingxiao, do you think it looks like a mountain? There is an ancient road on the mountain. Can you climb to another boundary?"

The wicked Taoist suddenly said.

In the center of the burial cave referred to in the ancient picture, there is a mountain peak, which also depicts an ancient road hidden in clouds, leading to the other world.

"Colorful sacred mountain and the road to heaven? Isn't it in the primitive ancient mines? How can it appear in the burial cave?"

Lingxiao looked at it and recognized it in an instant. The peaks and ancient roads recorded on the ancient map are the colorful sacred mountains and the road to heaven he had seen.

Lingxiao told the unscrupulous Taoist again about seeing the colorful holy mountain and climbing the heavenly road in the primitive ancient mines.

"Colorful sacred mountain and the road to heaven? I have heard such rumors. In ancient times, it is said that the two worlds of man and God communicated. There is a sacred mountain. When you climb the sacred mountain, you can go all the way to the sacred world. Maybe the colorful sacred mountain is the legendary sacred mountain!"

The wicked Taoist said slowly.

Jinse left this ancient picture. Does he want to pass through the colorful sacred mountain, climb to heaven and step into the divine world?

Just according to Ling Xiao, on the colorful holy mountain, the heaven road is cut off, and even the Red Dragon God of war has left a skeleton on it, and Jinse must still be in this world. Maybe something happened in the burial cave!

"It seems that we must go to the burial cave!"

In Lingxiao's eyes, God's light flashed, revealing a trace of firmness.

Anyway, he must find Jinse.