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Chapter 1737 The power of Taixu

Previously, every time Feng Wuchen and Fang Xiaohan moved the God King Bone, it would resonate with some kind of power, which they were still puzzled to understand.
Now that I think about it, that power is probably the remaining divine power of this snow girl?
After hearing Feng Wuchen's guess, Fang Xiaohan pondered for a moment and said, "In that case, those kneeling corpses we saw at the door before...could they also be the work of this snow girl?"
Feng Wuchen weighed his chin and considered: "It's not impossible! But it doesn't rule out that it was the work of Heng Daozhong! But..."
Feng Wuchen stared at the stone statue in the distance, and an idea suddenly flashed in his mind.
Immediately, with a thought, Lu Hanjiang was summoned.
"Senior Lu! How much do you know about the blood array of your ancient tomb lineage that overdrafts your luck?"
Lu Hanjiang looked puzzled, but he also said: "I only know that power can gather the luck and cause and effect of future generations and steal the power of heaven! What's wrong?"
"The power of heaven? Are you sure it is the power of heaven?"
The so-called way of heaven is the rules that maintain the operation of this world!
However, the power of heaven as understood by ordinary people is profound, but it is not untouchable.
In all the worlds, there are many forbidden arts and magical weapons that can mobilize some of the power of heaven.
Therefore, there are theories about Shinto magic and heavenly weapons.
But although these powers are extraordinary, they are also within the "Tao"!
And he and Fang Xiaohan are variables outside of "Tao".
If the power of the ancient tomb lineage was simply the power of heaven, it shouldn't be possible to predict the fate of the two of them.
When asked by Feng Wuchen, Lu Hanjiang hesitated: "Strictly speaking, I don't know what kind of power it is! It's just that... with our ability, the power of heaven is the strongest we can trace back.
strength!"
"As expected!"
Feng Wuchen's eyes narrowed, and he already had some kind of guess in his heart!
"The power of your ancient tomb lineage! I'm afraid it's not just the power of heaven! That power... I guess
Judging, it should come from Taixu?"
"Taixu?"
As a successor of divine fortune-telling, Lu Hanjiang has certainly heard of Taixu's name.
For a moment, he was even more shocked.
"Isn't that a legendary place? No one has ever found it in the hundreds of thousands of years that the world has existed! Could it be that... it really exists?"
Obviously, Lu Hanjiang didn't know about the gods' destruction of the world.
He also doesn't know that the world they live in now has gone through countless reincarnations.
"Hundreds of thousands of years? The existence of all heavens and worlds is far longer than hundreds of thousands of years! Before that, Xie Baixiang tried every means to gather so many of us here, trying to activate the blood array and steal our karma! I haven't yet
I understood his intention! I didn’t know the purpose of that power, until later, I learned that behind him were the Hengdao people and the stone statue here..."
"Their purpose is to use the blood array to gather the power of the gods to lift the seal of the Snow Maiden!"
"..."
After hearing Feng Wuchen's guess, Lu Hanjiang looked confused.
Fang Xiaohan's expression had completely changed.
"Unlocking the seal of the Snow Maiden? Then don't they want to resurrect the gods? This is too much fun..."
"..."
Looking at the stone statue in the cold pool, Feng Wuchen pursed his lips, and his expression gradually became serious.
He had a deeper guess in his mind. Could Wu Yixiang's previous attempt to arrest Han Ying also have something to do with resurrecting the god?
"No matter what! You can't stay here for long... retreat first!"
"Withdraw? Are you kidding? There are still so many places in the Snow Burial Palace that have not been searched..."
"Baby or life is more important? If we kill Xie Baixiang, Wu Yixiang will definitely find someone
Let’s take revenge! We still don’t know how many arrangements they have in the Snow Burial Palace! Let’s go first!”
Although Fang Xiaohan was reluctant, he knew that what Feng Wuchen said was good, so he could only compromise.
"Okay, okay...just listen to you!"
"..."
The two made up their minds and immediately ran towards the exit as fast as possible, leaving the Snow Burial Palace.
Not long after the two left.
In the center of the cold pool, two figures appeared.
One of them wore a devil mask, and he could only be vaguely seen to be a man.
The other person was petite and wearing a loose black robe. It was Feng Ning.
"..."
After staring at the body on the stone platform for a long time, the man's brows under the mask frowned slightly: "Did you leak his whereabouts?"
Feng Ning's expression did not change: "Why do you say it's me? With their abilities, is it difficult to find this place?"
"Can you hide your little tricks from me?"
However, there was no blame in the masked man's voice.
The woman looked like a dead pig who is not afraid of being scalded by boiling water, and said indifferently: "If you haven't done it, you haven't done it! You say I did it, do you have any evidence?"
"..."
When the masked man was silent, the woman said again: "But you taught me! Either don't do bad things, and don't admit it if you do them!"
"Alas..." The masked man sighed softly: "But I still have some use for this person..."
"That's your business. You call yourself a ghost, so you can't even handle such a trivial matter, right?"
"..."
"Just because you don't speak means you can handle it? Let's go!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the woman's figure suddenly disappeared from where she was.
At this moment, if there were any outsiders here, they would definitely be shocked by what these two people did.
Xie Baixiang is the leader of Wuyi Lane.
He was superior to this girl, but the masked man even wanted to address Xie Baixiang as "Master Guimou".
But in front of him, how could Feng Ning have any respect at all?
After the woman left, a moment...
Another masked person suddenly appeared.
He looked at the mess on the ground and said coldly: "It seems that they have discovered this place!"
After saying that, he pinched his fingers again.
"You are too eager to get things done! Now... is not the time to resurrect her yet!"
Guimou chuckled: "Fortunately, everything is still under control..."
"..."
Feng Wuchen originally wanted to leave Snow Burial Palace directly.
No matter what, Fang Xiaohan is still greedy. Every time he smells the smell of treasure, he can't walk.
During this period, although I found a lot of treasures, I also found a lot of extraneous things.
In a blink of an eye, when the two of them arrived at the exit, it was already several days later.
Arriving at the side of the ice lake, Fang Xiaohan looked around with a puzzled look on his face: "Didn't Di Xiyan say he would wait until the next full moon before leaving?"
Feng Wuchen smiled coldly: "Do you believe her?"
"Tsk...Is there something in your words? What's going on? Can you please stop showing off?"
Feng Wuchen said: "We will find out when we get to the Taishi family!"
As he spoke, he grabbed the corpse of an ancient Kisame with his palm, turned it into a boat, and rowed towards the other side of the ice lake.
The journey back was smooth sailing and we encountered no danger.
In the meantime, only a few ancient Kisame transformed into ships, trying to trick Feng Wuchen and the others.
But the monster didn't have much other abilities besides illusions. The two of them ignored it, so there was nothing they could do.
About two days later, the two finally crossed the ice lake and reached the other side.
Chapter completed!
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