Taoist Priest Qingyun's words shocked Xue Tianqing: "What do you think the tomb owner's name is?"
"Gongsun Xuanyuan!"
"Where is the entrance? Take me there quickly!" As she spoke, Xue Tianqing rubbed her hands in excitement.
Who is Gongsun Xuanyuan? Huangdi, my orthodox ancestor!
According to myths and legends, the Yellow Emperor lived for hundreds of years, and finally ascended to the sky on a yellow dragon and disappeared without a trace.
Although some people in later generations speculated that the Yellow Emperor was an alien and eventually left the earth and returned to his hometown. But more people think that ancient legends are not trustworthy, and the real Yellow Emperor has passed away long ago.
The former Xue Tianqing also agreed with the latter view. After all, the credibility of myths is very low. They are all stories woven by ancient people for spiritual sustenance.
However, after coming to this world, Xue Tianqing's thoughts began to waver, because the once illusory myth had appeared in front of him alive.
Today, in this world that cannot be fully explained by science, he not only heard the name of the Yellow Emperor, but also learned the location of his tomb. How could he not be excited?
Seeing Qingyun still lingering, Xue Tianqing raised her leg and kicked his butt: "Hurry up, if you don't leave, I will take your soul to find him!"
Looking at an inconspicuous cave at the foot of Jiuyun Mountain, which even contained a lot of animal hair, Xue Tianqing felt a little uncomfortable: Was this a place where his ancestors were buried?
After walking straight forward along the cave for almost fifty meters, Taoist Priest Qingyun stopped in front of a not-so-smooth stone wall.
Then I saw him groping for a while, and finally pulled out an iron chain from under an inconspicuous stone. It turned out that this was the entrance to the tomb.
As Taoist Priest Qingyun pulled the iron chain, a two-meter-high passage appeared in front of the two of them. The moment the entrance opened, a rotten air hit their faces.
Taoist Priest Qingyun pointed to the passage: "The tomb is inside, and there is nothing except those secret techniques."
Xue Tianqing straightened her clothes, bowed respectfully three times, and then stepped into the passage.
Although he couldn't see his fingers in the passage, he still walked steadily, and his heart was extremely pious, because this was his true ancestor.
Xue Tianqing could see clearly in the dark, but Taoist Master Qingyun did not have this ability. From time to time, he would bump into the walls on both sides and let out a cry at the same time.
Xue Tianqing frowned, then stretched out his hand, and a torch appeared out of thin air: "Take it, if you dare to make even the slightest sound, I will cut your tongue."
Upon hearing this, Taoist Priest Qingyun quickly took the torch, then took two steps to lead the way.
The passage is very long, but there is no decoration. Some places are even pitted and look quite shabby.
The further they walked, the more uncomfortable Xue Tianqing felt. This was his ancestor. Not only was there no one to worship him after his death, but even the place where his bones were buried was unknown.
If Taoist Qingyun hadn't accidentally discovered it, who would have known that a peerless hero was buried here.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, Taoist Priest Qingyun stopped and said, "Chief Immortal, there is the tomb in front of you."
Looking at the door of the tomb that was not completely closed, Xue Tianqing asked: "You have been here many times, right?"
Listening to the sound that Xue Tianqing could almost freeze, Taoist Priest Qingyun said quickly: "Don't worry, Immortal, I didn't take anything except those secret techniques, and I didn't even touch the tomb."
"It's best, otherwise you'll be buried here."
Taoist priest Qingyun did not lie. He did not touch anything in the tomb, and it was impossible to do so, because there was almost nothing else in the tomb except a bronze coffin.
The tomb chamber is not big. Although it is also dug manually, it is much more exquisite than the passage.
Directly in front of Xue Tianqing is a high platform, with the coffin placed alone on it.
There is a stone box on the left side of the coffin, which is empty.
Taoist Priest Qingyun told Xue Tianqing that the secret techniques were originally packed in the box, and he went back and forth several times to get all the secret techniques.
There is no mechanism or magic circle on the box. It just sits there, as if waiting for someone to pick it up.
Except for the stone box, there were no other burial objects in the tomb, only the coffin that had been waiting here for who knows how many years.
Xue Tianqing walked gently to the coffin and looked at the four words "Gongsun Xuanyuan" on it without saying a word for a long time.
After a long time, he returned to the coffin, knelt down on his knees, and bowed meticulously.
When the last kowtow was finished, Xue Tianqing's heart suddenly moved, and then she stood up again and came to the coffin.
I saw that on the coffin lid, which was as smooth as a mirror just now, curves composed of grooves continued to appear, and finally merged into two large characters with flying dragons and phoenixes.
Although these two words Xue Tianqing have never seen before, they are very familiar because their pronunciation is Yanhuang!
At this time, Master Qingyun also came close to him, looked at the big characters on the coffin and said: "Immortal, I have also worshiped the coffin before, why hasn't it changed like this?"
Xue Tianqing said coldly: "No matter how many times you worship, there will be no change."
After speaking, he stretched out his hand: "Bring the sword."
Taking the sword handed over by Master Qingyun, Xue Tianqing directly cut a gash on his left thumb and activated his Qi at the same time. The blood dripped into the groove like a broken pearl.
Although the place where the blood dripped was at the lowest part of the coffin, the blood seemed to be alive and flowed straight to higher places.
Seeing that the blood dripping from the small opening on his thumb was too slow, Xue Tianqing directly made a cut on his palm, letting the blood flow downward and splash on the coffin lid.
The next moment, under the surprised gaze of Taoist Priest Qingyun, the blood splashing everywhere seemed to be attracted by something, and all of it was gathered in the groove.
After about a cup of tea, the large characters composed of grooves were finally filled with blood, and glowed strangely under the firelight.
Xue Tianqing retracted her left hand, came back to the coffin, and respectfully bowed again.
As soon as he stood up, the large characters composed of blood suddenly emitted a red light, reflecting the two characters Yan and Huang directly on the top of the tomb chamber.
Then there was a crunching sound, and the coffin lid slowly moved to one side.
After the coffin lid stopped moving, Xue Tianqing took a few steps to the coffin and looked inside.
I saw a tall man lying in the coffin: wearing a golden helmet and golden armor.
Although his eyes have been closed for a long time, the proud temperament on his body is still very powerful.
The man must have gone through countless battles during his lifetime. Not only was his armor full of sword marks, but the armor on his chest was also completely dented.
On the man's right side, a long sword lay there quietly, spending countless years with its master.
Xue Tianqing took a deep breath, then reached out and grasped the hilt of the sword.
The moment his right hand made contact with the sword hilt, the Hongmeng Qi in his body surged towards the sword uncontrollably.
Normally, he would have let go of his hand immediately.
But this time, Xue Tianqing not only did not let go, but instead urged her true energy to pour into the sword as quickly as possible. Even though the true energy in his body was almost exhausted in the end, there was still no wave on his face.
Finally, the long sword seemed to be full of food and drink, and could no longer hold any extra energy.
Just when Xue Tianqing was about to withdraw his right hand, the long sword shook violently, and then emitted a golden light, illuminating the tomb.
At the same time, the true energy that originally poured into the long sword was like water bursting through a dam, flowing back into Xue Tianqing's body at an indescribable speed, sweeping through his body with lightning speed, and finally returning to his limbs and bones.
During the process of reversing, Xue Tianqing clearly felt the zhenqi sweeping through his body smashing something.
Although he couldn't tell what was shattered, he could feel extremely comfortable all over his body.
Xue Tianqing understood that it was the last gift from her ancestors, and even after many years passed, she could still recognize herself as a descendant.
When everything calmed down, Xue Tianqing took out the sword from the coffin.
Just as he was about to close the coffin lid, he saw a flash of light in the air, and then a figure made of light appeared out of thin air and stood in the air. It was the man in the coffin.
Xue Tianqing knelt down on her knees: "See the ancestors."
The man nodded: "It has been more than ten thousand years, and you are finally here."
"I wonder if our ancestors have shown up, what are their orders?"
The man smiled and said, "Come closer."
Xue Tianqing stood up and came to the man. When he raised his hand, a golden light went straight to his forehead.
As the golden light entered his mind, Xue Tianqing was stunned: "What does this ancestor mean?"
The man smiled: "Now that you have not yet completed your cultivation, the time has not yet come. When you complete your cultivation, you will understand the meaning."
After speaking, the man raised his head and looked into the distance, his gaze seemed to be able to pass through Cuiyun Mountain and into the sky: "How is my hometown now?"
Xue Tianqing knelt down again: "After the ancestors left, the descendants did not dare to slack off at all. After many hardships, the Yanhuang clan finally stood on the top of the world."
The man nodded happily: "I was not allowed to leave back then, otherwise the Yanhuang clan would be exterminated."
Then he pointed at Taoist Qingyun: "Although this person has bad intentions, his good intentions have not disappeared. If it weren't for him, you would have difficulty finding this place, so it's best not to embarrass him."
Xue Tianqing kowtowed again: "I will follow the teachings of my ancestors."
The man nodded: "Very good, very good, you should go back."
Xue Tianqing asked anxiously: "Where are our ancestors going?"
The man laughed and said: "This man has passed away, and I am a remnant of my soul, just waiting for you to come. Now that my wish is over, ashes will return to ashes, and dust will return to earth."
Xue Tianqing suddenly shed tears: "Ancestor, you traveled far away to a foreign land for the people of Yan and Huang, and were eventually buried in a foreign land. It is really sad. Xue Tianqing is not talented, but I am willing to escort the coffins of our ancestors back to their hometown and tell the world about our ancestors' deeds."
"That's not necessary. I am very pleased to know that my descendants are prosperous. If you return to your hometown one day, you must not tell anything about what happened here."
Xue Tianqing was already in tears: "I will obey the decree of my ancestors!"
The man smiled slightly when he heard the words, and then turned into little stars and disappeared.
Xue Tianqing wiped away her tears, closed the coffin again, then took out the Qiankun bag and put it inside.
Taoist Priest Qingyun on the side saw this and said: "Immortal, the immortal just said not to bring his remains back."
Xue Tianqing raised her foot and kicked Master Qingyun to the corner: "You are responsible for my affairs?"
