Princess Xuanji was from the Shenzong bloodline and was also his youngest daughter. Unfortunately, she died young.

According to historical records, in the seventy-third year of the celestial calendar, the young mistress Ji passed away. The emperor was sad and was buried in Beimang.

"Princess Xuanji..."

Li Mo went deep into the tomb and looked at the records on the wall, looking in a trance.

Three thousand years have passed, and only Shenzong can rule the roost.

That man is known as the most powerful man in the world, with unparalleled grace and unparalleled grace throughout the ages. Perhaps because of this, he has attracted the fear of God.

He had few heirs and a weak bloodline. Princess Xuanji was acquired by Shenzong in his later years and was regarded as the apple of his eye. Unfortunately, he died young.

At that time, Li Zu turned into a mysterious root, Han Qi entered the Gui Ruins, Jiang Wuyao traveled around the world... The lonely shadow on the rivers, the old friends withered, and the death of Princess Xuanji was a great sadness for Shenzong in his later years.

"Shenzong gave her a very solemn funeral, placed her in the barren hills of Beimang, and even set up thirty-six tombs to prevent future generations from disturbing the sleep of his poor little girl..."

The ghost mother couldn't help but sigh. After saying this, she paused for a moment and looked at Li Mo with a strange look in her eyes.

"Who would have thought that more than three hundred years ago, Princess Xuanji's tomb was dug up by evil people..."

"this……"

Li Mo curled his lips and showed an awkward smile. He knew that the ghost mother was pointing to the black sword.

But there is no way, this is really the professional field of Black Sword.

The ancestral tombs at the major mountain gates, the ancestral tombs at the Tianshi Mansion, the ancestral tombs at the Zhenguo Duke Mansion... none of them had been visited by him.

In terms of cultivation strength, Heijian may not be the best master in the past three hundred years, but in the field of tomb robbing, he can be called the ancestor.

He has robbed countless tombs in the hundreds of thousands of barren hills in Beimang. Even the current prosperous tomb robbing industry originated from him.

Because of this, Black Sword's robbery of the imperial mausoleum may seem groundbreaking, but in fact it is reasonable.

"Black Sword covets the bloodline of Shenzong..."

The ghost mother changed the topic and her expression became solemn.

"This man is extremely ambitious. Back then, he wanted to use the dragon veins of Beiman Mountain to absorb the luck of the north and create a terrifying creature that could dominate the north."

"Lord of Beimang!?" Li Mo said in a deep voice.

As early as in Duwang Mountain, he had already seen that the coiled intestine that the bottomless pit turned into was the product of the Lord of Beimang.

"Not bad!" The ghost mother nodded.

This dragon vein in Beimang Mountain was originally a real dragon vein. Although times have changed, it is still no small matter.

If you activate it and carry it with your body, you will be able to absorb the luck of the north and become the master of the land.

"The dragon veins in Beimang Mountain have been deepened over time, and they have become a true evil of Xuanyin. If you want to activate them and refine the Lord of Beimang, you must gather a little bit of pure yang, like a dragon bead... to form a true dragon spitting bead. The pattern..."

Having said this, the ghost mother's face showed a solemn look.

"It's just that the world is vast, and not everyone can carry such a pattern..."

"So Heijian is interested in the Shenzong bloodline..." Li Mo suddenly realized.

Princess Xuanji was the son of a true dragon and was buried in Beimang Mountain. She was invisibly connected to this Xuanyin dragon vein. If she could transform into pure yang and become the "dragon bead", forming the pattern of a true dragon spitting out beads, she would be able to

Can take advantage of all the luck in the north.

The Ghost Mother's [Ten Thousand Ghosts Dragon Coffin] is refined according to this idea. All ghosts condense into a dragon coffin, forming the Xuanyin vein, and itself is the pure yang dragon bead. Once the two echo and form a pattern,

Its power will take away good fortune.

"Heijian's idea is very crazy... In fact, he saw such an idea from Han Qi's notes when he returned to the ruins, but he put it into action..."

The ghost mother said in a deep voice: "But he underestimated the Shenzong bloodline and the mystery of the corpse..."

"So..." Li Mo's heart moved, and he had already guessed the next development.

"He never condensed the 'Dragon Pearl' from Princess Xuanji's body, but instead he caused an unprecedented creature to be born from the shed skin."

"Beishi Xuanzhang!"

Next to him, Gu Changan, who had been listening for a long time, couldn't help but say.

"Master was just born with only ignorant consciousness, but Black Sword has already noticed that something is wrong. But when he wanted to suppress him, Master relied on the terrain of Beiman Mountain to defeat him..." Ghost Mother said in a deep voice.

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"At that time, my master had not yet achieved magical powers, so she could only avoid the black sword. Later, she transformed three times and cut off the skin three times before she achieved the status of demon immortal."

"But when she turned around to seek revenge on Black Sword, the latter was already dead." The ghost mother couldn't help but sigh.

Every time she heard Bei Sha Xuanzhang talk about this past event, the latter would gnash his teeth and be filled with hatred.

"As expected of the Shenzong bloodline, he almost became the Lord of Beimang, dominating the north undefeated..." Li Mo couldn't help but sigh.

Han Qi's ingenuity, Black Sword's methods, and Shenzong's bloodline were unable to condense the [Pure Yang Dragon Pearl] from the [Beimang Xuanyin Dragon Vein] to form the pattern of a true dragon spitting pearls. It's really a bit strange.

pity.

"Heijian was defeated by Tianshu. He said that the stars in the north are moving and it is difficult to understand. In three hundred years, a king will appear, and in three hundred years, a great religion will rise..."

"What he did was just at the wrong time... Maybe the [Pure Yang Dragon Pearl] has already been born, but it has not yet reached the time of appearance..."

"One day, its true master will appear on this land and rule the north..."

The ghost mother whispered leisurely, with a complex expression flashing in her beautiful eyes.

The Pure Yang Dragon Ball is the lifeblood of the Shiwan Barren Hills in Beimang. Whoever can hold that pure Yang can gain insight into the secrets of heaven, activate the Xuanyin Dragon Veins, and take over the destiny of the north.

It’s just that such a great blessing, I don’t know when or who will it fall on.

"You just said that [Beisha Xuanzhang] had cut himself three times and shed his skin three times!?"

At this moment, Li Mo suddenly asked.

"Yes... those three are now the controllers of the [Palace of Life and Death]... and their will is second only to Beisha Xuanzhang." The Ghost Mother said in a deep voice.

This time the competition for the coffin position is hosted by the Palace of Life and Death.

Among the disciples of Beisha Xuanzhang, whoever's natal Xuan Coffin can enter the [Palace of Life and Death] and occupy the third coffin position can become the successor of Beimang Mountain.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "This is it... This tomb is the place where Master transformed into a demon... You may be able to gain some insights if you practice here."

The Ghost Mother led the generals to the deepest part of the tomb. On weekdays, no other person was allowed to set foot in this place except her.

Now, it can be said that the Ghost Mother has dedicated Mangdang Mountain without any reservation.

"General, whether you can succeed or not depends on your own destiny."

Li Mo whispered softly, that was all he could do to help. If the general could not fuse the black soil and make the [Nine Burial Coffin], then there would be no need to think about the next thing.

"I see!"

The general nodded, his expression slightly condensed, and he walked into the sealed tomb alone.

"Right..."

As the huge world-separating stone slowly fell, Li Mo raised his brows, as if he remembered something.

"What?" Ghost Mother asked subconsciously.

"That's not right..."

"You just said that Beisha Xuanzhang had killed himself three times and shed his skin three times..."

Li Mo was silent for a moment, then said: "Didn't Princess Xuanji shed her skin once when she turned into a demon?"

"Um!?"

The ghost mother was stunned for a moment, and then she looked thoughtful.

She really hadn't thought about this problem.

"I'm not completely clear about Master's affairs..."

The ghost mother shook her head, unwilling to waste any more time on this topic.

"I have arranged a place for you, and you can stay here for the time being."

As she spoke, the ghost mother retreated with Li Mo and Gu Changan.

at the same time.

The dark night is about to recede, the bright moon sets in the west, and a touch of fish belly white appears in the east.

"Jigu...jigu..."

Beside the cold mountain stream, a sound of stomach growling caused the insects in the grass to "sneer", and a few fireflies flew up, illuminating the girl's face.

"Gugu, are you hungry again!?"

Tang Beixuan turned around and looked at the embarrassed girl.

This was the girl he took in in the ruined temple that day. At first, Tang Beixuan wanted to take her to a place where people lived, so he put her down.

Who would have thought that this girl was so ignorant that she didn't even know her own life, and she clung to him like a plaster.

Tang Beixuan had no choice but to take it with him.
To be continued...