The evening breeze blew by, as cool as water, gently lifting Ye Nan's long black hair, exuding bursts of cold fragrance.
At this time, a full half-quarter of an hour had passed since Lin Chen saw the Immortal Treasure Picture. He remained silent, his eyebrows furrowed, and his expression became more solemn.
After another long while, Lin Chen took a long breath, looked into the distance thoughtfully, and slowly said, "I wonder if the fairy can tell Lin where this picture came from?"
Ye Nan did not hesitate and briefly introduced to Lin Chen how she obtained the Immortal Treasure Map in the Immortal Mansion World.
Lin Chen held his chin and listened carefully. His eyes flickered, and then he took out a bone fragment from his arms, activated his source energy, and passed it to Ye Nan through the air.
Ye Nan stretched out her hand to catch the bone fragment, and it suddenly felt heavy, like holding a pebble, with a cold feeling.
But if you look carefully, you will find that this bone fragment looks unremarkable, even a little dim, and it is unknown which race it comes from.
"Wow"
At this moment, Lin Chen used the source technique to activate the moonlight, and the moonlight suddenly flowed down from the night sky like a veil, and the bone fragments in Ye Nan's hands also reflected different patterns.
The next second, Lin Chen carved a picture on the ground, with undulating mountains and rivers, crisscrossing ravines, and extremely complex terrain. It was actually another topographic map.
Ye Nan was slightly startled when she saw this, and immediately understood Lin Chen's purpose.
The topographic map reflected by this bone fragment happens to be part of the topographic map contained in the Xianzhen map, occupying about 10% of the entire terrain and located in the center of it.
This made her a little stunned, and her thoughts began to flow quickly.
You must know that this Immortal Treasure Picture came from the Dou Zhan Holy Emperor. After being thrown by him, it remained in the Immortal Mansion world and was buried for more than 100,000 years until she took it out.
But at this moment, Lin Chen took out such a bone fragment, which was imprinted with part of the terrain on the Immortal Treasure Map, which was incredible.
Ye Nan did not choose to speak, but waited quietly for Lin Chen's next speech.
"A few years ago, I accidentally entered the Tomb of the Dead King. Since I had learned some Origin Techniques at that time, I seemed to have been guided by my ancestor. By chance, I was fortunate enough to inherit the inheritance from my ancestor, obtain the Origin Heavenly Book, and this... Bone fragments.”
Lin Chen sighed leisurely and slowly told Ye Nan a series of strange experiences he had when he obtained the Book of Origin.
The Tomb of the Dead King is located in the Eastern Wasteland, a vast and boundless red area.
Rumor has it that in the past, there was a peerless god king who bled and died here. His essence and blood spilled onto the earth, dyeing the entire area red, hence the name.
At that time, Lin Chen was just starting to learn Yuanjutsu from a family of Yuanjutsu. He was traveling around famous mountains and rivers in order to gain experience. However, he never thought that he would stumble into the Tomb of the Dead King. What he didn't expect even more was that he would obtain the skills in the Tomb of the Dead King. He inherited the inheritance of the first generation Yuan Tianshi and obtained the unique book, Yuan Tianshu.
This should have been a great opportunity, but according to Lin Chen, whether it was the Tomb of the Dead King or the place where he obtained the Heavenly Source Book, there was a strange aura about it.
Where Lin Chen obtained the Book of Origin, there was a lonely grave. There were three things neatly placed in front of the grave, namely a silver metal sheet, a bone fragment, and a yellowed and brittle manuscript.
Although the sight in front of him made Lin Chen's hair stand on end, because he practiced the Origin Art, which was also considered an alternative kind of practice, his courage was naturally much greater than that of ordinary people, and he did not flinch.
Moreover, he had already sensed through the Origin Technique that the silver sheet was consistent with the fluctuation of the Origin Technique he had cultivated, and the level was extremely high, so he would not let go of the opportunity to get it.
"Yes, that silver piece is the rare book, the Book of Origin, and the bone piece is the one the fairy is holding."
Lin Chen looked at Ye Nan, the seriousness in his face gradually faded away, and there was a somewhat elegant and indifferent smile.
However, Ye Nan was a little speechless. According to Lin Chen, this bone fragment was also placed in front of the grave. Although she was not afraid of ghosts, she always felt a little weird.
"Besides, I also found the note left by the ancestor." Lin Chen caught the bone fragment, smiled apologetically, and continued to talk.
The curly, yellow and brittle handwriting was the handwriting left by the first generation Yuantian Master.
After reading, Lin Chen learned that the peerless god king who died in the king's tomb was the close friend of the founder, a god king who had reached the realm of a saint.
The two of them chose to retreat here together, not to spend their old age in peace, but to guard against and resist a strange existence: unknown.
"Unknown..."
Ye Nan's eyes flickered, and she immediately thought of the battle in the Holy City. As Yin Jiang finished speaking, a strange force spread, and Lin Chen immediately transformed into a terrifying red-haired monster.
And that strange power was going to continue to spread to his body through the copper carving with the fat Taoist priest. Fortunately, it had weakened a lot and was absorbed by the Dao Aquarius, so it did not affect him.
Lin Chen's eyes were a little complicated, and he nodded and said: "The Patriarch's life was magnificent and full of vigor. He used the art of connecting the heaven and the source, fixing the source of the spirit, locking the dragon's veins, observing the rare things in the stones, entering the ruins of the heaven, exploring the underworld, and witnessing too many things. Strange and strange, when old age comes, the unknown comes as promised."
His voice was very soft, as if he was telling the glorious past of a legendary figure, but there was a hint of chill in his words, making people couldn't help but shiver down their spines.
According to the records in the handbook, after the first-generation Master Yuan Tian entered his old age, he was trapped in the same strange dream for several days in a row.
In the dream, there was endless darkness, but there seemed to be three vague shadows in the distance, looming. The more I tried to see them clearly, the more these three shadows disappeared into the darkness, as if they had never existed.
Just like that, several years passed, and the first-generation Yuan Tianshi discovered to his horror that these three vague shadows, although still looming, seemed to be getting closer and closer to him.
And what's even more strange is that he often feels a little confused, but suddenly wakes up, as if a period of time has been stolen from him, and he has no memory of what happened when he was confused, and all memories have disappeared.
Finally, something happened that completely defeated this old man who was already in his twilight years.
In a certain dream, he finally saw the three blurry shadows clearly.
They were two humanoid creatures and a strange-looking artifact.
Among the two humanoid creatures, one is shining like a god, while the other has a fierce aura and looks like a ghost.
The artifact was shaped like a treasure wheel, emitting colorful fairy light, and had an extremely strange aura. Even in a dream, the first-generation Yuantian Master felt a little dazed, as if he was about to fall asleep if he was swept away by that light. , completely sunk.
At this moment, all the darkness faded away, and a vast underworld suddenly appeared in front of the first-generation Yuantian Master.
As far as the eye can see, there is nothing but black land, with evil spirits rising to the sky, yellow springs condensed into puddles, and blood mist.
At this moment, he was not in the courtyard of Donghuang, but in the underworld, standing blankly on a tomb in the middle!
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