This body is not much shriveled and there is no residual pressure. The corpse had a childish face and white hair, and looked like an immortal. What surprised Chu Cheng was that this corpse was not an ancient existence, and it seemed that it could not have been dead for more than a hundred years.
"Eh? This is the costume of your Luoyun Sect." Liu Qian said in surprise.
Chu Cheng heard this and looked carefully, and sure enough, the word "Luoyun" was embroidered on the Taoist robe. "Has this place been opened before? Is this a disciple of the Luoyun Sect hundreds of years ago?"
"No, I seem to have seen this person before." Liu Qian was a little surprised. The body was vaguely familiar, but she was only seventeen years old, and the body had been dead for at least a hundred years. Logically speaking, it was impossible for her to have seen it before.
Chu Cheng also saw the extraordinary nature of this corpse. Even if the foundation-building monk dies, he will become a skeleton in a few years. And this body is just a little shriveled, at least its previous cultivation level is in the Golden Core. However, Luoyun Sect has only had three golden elixir masters for thousands of years.
"Could it be a certain ancestor from thousands of years ago?" Chu Cheng secretly guessed.
Liu Qian's eyes suddenly widened and she screamed. "That's right! This is! This is... the founder of Luoyun Sect, Patriarch Daoqing! I once followed my father and saw the portrait of Patriarch Daoqing in Luoyun Sect!"
"What!" Chu Cheng was shocked when he heard this. Patriarch Daoqing's life tablet is still bright in the ancestral hall, how could he die in this body?
"I'm not wrong. This is indeed the founder of Luoyun Sect, Daoqing. Look there!" Liu Qian said with certainty, pointing to the body.
Chu Cheng looked there and saw the word Daoqing engraved on a jade plaque around the body's waist, further confirming that this was the Patriarch Daoqing.
"The Patriarch Daoqing was a Nascent Soul cultivator. He was the top existence in Qingzhou Continent thousands of years ago. Why did he appear here and why did he die here?" Liu Qian murmured, feeling a little emotional.
The most powerful being in Qingzhou for thousands of years fell silently. No one in the outside world knew about it. They only knew that thousands of years ago, Patriarch Daoqing disappeared in Qingzhou overnight. Not only that, all the powerful Nascent Souls of the four immortal sects also left on that day. Since then, there have been no Nascent Soul cultivators in Qingzhou!
"This should be the core area." Chu Cheng's eyes flickered. After seeing the corpse of the unparalleled powerful Cang Emperor just now, I was seventy percent sure. Seeing the Luoyun Sect Daoqing Patriarch at this time has accurately proved that this is the core area.
There must be a huge secret hidden here, otherwise how could Patriarch Daoqing appear here!
"Hey, there is a jade tube here." Liu Qian said softly and walked towards the body of Patriarch Daoqing.
"Don't go! Come back!" Chu Cheng's expression changed when he heard this.
Chu Cheng knew that only by building a foundation on the twelfth level of Qi Gathering would he have a chance to step into Nascent Soul. Patriarch Daoqing was able to cultivate the Nascent Soul to a level above the twelfth level of Qi gathering. Even if his cultivation was suppressed here, he would still have the strength of nearly fifteen levels. Coupled with the blessing of magic weapons, his strength must be similar to that of Chu Cheng today, maybe even stronger!
But even so, there are only a few possibilities for falling here. One is encountering a fifth-level monster, but there is no breath of life here. The only possibility is... there is a killing array here!
Sure enough, when Liu Qian picked up the jade tube, a terrifying aura instantly swept across all directions. This aura made people feel heart-stopping, horrifying, and suffocating.
"No!" Chu Cheng's face changed drastically. He did not retreat, but took a step forward towards the woman, pulled her back into his arms, and ran back quickly.
At the same time, a mountain-like power rushed towards me, and vaguely, a hundred-foot-tall ancient giant suddenly appeared in the sky and earth, holding a giant hammer and slamming down!
Chu Cheng's face was solemn, and cold sweat was pouring down his back. This pressure was at least as strong as condensation! As soon as this breath landed, the bones in his body made a clanging sound, as if they were about to fall apart.
As the giant hammer approached, the pressure gradually increased, even faintly approaching the pressure of the Golden Core!
Chu Cheng's body creaked under the pressure, as if it was about to explode. Liu Qian's cultivation in his arms was a little weaker, and she spit out a mouthful of blood under the pressure and almost fainted.
"Wake up!" Chu Cheng shouted softly, turned around and flew back quickly.
"It's over, we're going to die!" There was no color on Liu Qian's face, and her big, smart eyes were full of fear.
"Fart! You can't keep me here!" Chu Cheng's eyes were bloodshot and he gritted his teeth. Sacrificing a handful of spiritual weapons, even some treasures among them!
As soon as these spiritual weapons came out, they shot towards the giant hammer one after another, and almost in an instant, they arrived under the giant hammer.
"Explode!" Chu Cheng shouted, and the spiritual weapons exploded instantly!
Boom boom boom!
The sound of rumbles resounded throughout the world, rumbles, rumbles, even the power of thunder was nothing more than that.
The giant hammer was struck by the explosion of these spiritual weapons. But it only paused for three breaths! Then it continued to hit the earth with fierce winds.
Although there are only three breaths, it is enough for Chu Cheng to escape from this coercive range! The giant hammer fell, and the whole world was shaken! The earth began to crack at the center of the giant hammer.
Chu Cheng was already outside the range of this pressure, but he was still shaken away by the aftermath. He held Liu Qian in his arms, and the entire impact fell on him. Like a bird with broken wings, it flew away upside down, blood spilling all over the ground.
His body was directly shattered under the aftermath, his vitality was rapidly reduced, and he looked almost dead!
The hundred-foot-long giant began to gradually dissipate after smashing the cone, as if the previous scene had never happened. The ground actually returned to its previous appearance, flat. The only difference was that Patriarch Daoqing's body was smashed into pieces under the power of this hammer.
"Uuuuuuuah~ Don't let anything happen to you!" Liu Qian cried, and anxiously took out a clear liquid pill and fed it into Chu Cheng's mouth.
If Chu Cheng had just escaped by himself when he felt something was wrong, he could have escaped. Even if he had not blocked all the aftermath just now, he would not have been so seriously injured! But it is very likely that Liu Qian will die in the aftermath.
Chu Cheng's body was comparable to a top-grade spiritual weapon, and its hardness was naturally extraordinary, but it still shattered under this wave of pressure.
Cracks spread across Chu Cheng's body, which was terrifying. Like a clay figure, it fell to pieces on the ground.
Qingye Dan is indeed the holy medicine for healing. Once the pill enters the mouth, it immediately turns into medicinal liquid and flows into his abdomen. Chu Cheng's injury instantly improved a lot.
"I'm fine." Chu Cheng endured the pain and patted Liu Qian's head gently.
"But..." Liu Qian started to cry. The injury looked very serious. Chu Cheng had warned himself before not to act rashly, and he must discuss it with him whatever happened. How long has it been? He caused trouble again.
"Don't cry. My physique is far from ordinary. As long as I practice for a day, I will be fine." Chu Cheng consoled him. "Besides, Patriarch Dao Qing left this jade tube before his death. It may leave some clues. You can show it to me."
Liu Qian wiped her tears and nodded, stopped crying, and handed the jade tube in her hand to Chu Cheng.
Chu Cheng took him over and penetrated a trace of spiritual consciousness into the jade tube. Waves of fluctuations followed, and an old voice came out.
"I, Dao Qing of the Luoyun Sect, have reached the peak of Yuanying in cultivation. A hundred years ago, I was invited by the Immortal Friends of Moyou Valley to come to Luo Yun Secret Realm." The voice was clearly that of Patriarch Dao Qing.
"The Yuanying monks from the four Immortal Sects all came out because of a shocking mystery. This secret is related to us and our advancement into the gods. For thousands of years, I have been stuck in the Great Perfection of the late Yuanying period and have never been able to step into the realm of god transformation. Tao. Not only this old man, but also all the Yuanying monks in Qingzhou are like this. Since the god-transforming monks disappeared in one night thousands of years ago, no one in Qingzhou has successfully advanced! It seems that there was some curse."
At this moment, Patriarch Daoqing's voice suddenly stopped, and just when the two of them thought there was nothing more to say, a loud laugh echoed in the jade tube.
"Hahaha! So that's it! Hahaha! I finally know why the god-transformation monk disappeared thousands of years ago, and I also know why we can't take that step to condense the soul!"
"It turns out! Qingzhou is a place of sin and blood, a place of curse! All the monks have been cursed! Throughout their lives, they are bound by shackles and cannot follow the path of immortality. It's ridiculous that I have a fairy heart, but I have no chance to aspire to the throne. The avenue. Hahaha! They are all dead, all dead! Tens of thousands of years ago, all those god-forming beings fell here, and we are all dead! Hahaha!"
The sound stopped suddenly, and it took a long time for the sound to come out, and the sound became calm again.
"I left a jade tube. If future generations encounter my remains and tell others about it after leaving the secret realm, the only hope is to cross the deserted sea."
Patriarch Daoqing's voice revealed a kind of helplessness, and even more despair. Although Yuanying's cultivation level is almost invincible in Qingzhou. But for those who are dedicated to the Tao, this is not enough.
The entire life of a Nascent Soul monk lasts only ten thousand years, and he cannot escape the erosion of time, and will eventually turn into dust and return to silence.
Kaka...
The jade tube turned into pieces as the sound dissipated, and drifted away in the wind...
Chu and Cheng were stunned for a while after hearing this, and it took a long time before they came back to their senses. They glanced at each other, each other's shock reflected in their pupils.
It turns out that all the Yuanying monks in Qingzhou disappeared overnight, and they actually entered Luo Yun's secret realm! Not only that, they all died here.
"The blood of sin...is it the land of sinners?" Chu Cheng took a deep breath and finally understood what the land of sin and blood meant.
He finally understood why the realms recorded in Qingzhou only reached the realm of transforming gods, and why after the monks of transforming gods disappeared thousands of years ago, Qingzhou monks could only cultivate to the Nascent Soul realm, and until now they could only cultivate to the realm of golden elixir. And why are there so many monks who can cultivate to the fifteenth level of Qi Gathering in ancient times, but now even the monks who can cultivate to the twelfth level of Qi Gathering are rare. Turns out this is all a curse!
This curse will continue until a few years later, even if Qingzhou is a monk in the Golden Core realm, he will no longer exist. At that time, the highest state in Qingzhou is only liquid condensation.
Chu Cheng recalled the shocking scene of the battle and understood in his heart. All of this comes from that battle, and the source of all these curses comes from the ancient court written by Emperor Cang!
