"Grave robbing!!!!" Qin Hao's face turned rosy instantly, like a dead tree blooming with spring. He might not be able to do anything about the so-called magic medicine and spirit stone, but this tomb robbing played into his own hands.
"Yes, it is tomb robbing. After years of cultivation, the vastness has passed. From opening the divine treasure to becoming a famous scholar, to a famous teacher, a famous scholar, and finally enlightenment, it takes five thousand years to enter the human realm. The king monk survived three disasters and nine punishments and became a great emperor.
And above the great emperor, there is the Holy Emperor, and your ancestor is the Holy Emperor. Unfortunately, there are only three people in this world who have become Holy Emperors. The rest are dead, the king is dead, and even the great emperor is dead, because they cannot withstand the passage of time.
." Ming Yuexiang said, with endless emotions.
"They're all dead!!!" Qin Hao was shocked, but also happy. He finally understood what Ming Yuexiang was thinking.
"Yes, they are all dead. Some great emperors are unwilling to die not practicing cultivation, but sitting down, so they all have cemeteries, based on themselves, to suppress luck and protect future generations, so if you can learn from their
If you take advantage of yourself, the world will be at your disposal." Mingyue Xiang said.
"Wait a minute! These immortal tombs must have guardians. It's impossible for their descendants not to protect them, right?" Qin Hao's heart was filled with waves.
"No, no one knows where these graveyards are. When they reach the realm of kings, they can already lay plans to turn things upside down. The realm of the emperor is even more unpredictable. How can their graveyards be known to others? Moreover, there is no great emperor in the world now. Even if
Now that we have found it, who can break through the emperor's formation? What's more, these immortal tombs belong to all major religions. If anyone robs the tomb, wouldn't it be digging up people's ancestral graves and ruining their luck?" Ming Yuexiang suddenly realized that she had let the news slip. This immortal tomb is not connected to the emperor's.
Even if he can't break it, how can he break it if his disciple is a divine vein?
But she looked at Qin Hao and found that Qin Hao did not notice the contradiction in her words. Instead, he looked obsessed, as if he was thinking about becoming an emperor in the future.
Ming Yuexiang's heart felt even more painful. She didn't know if it was right to give her apprentice hope, but she knew that if the divine veins were really revived, not only would the disappeared emperor in this world have hope, but even the Holy Emperor who created the world would have hope.
, Unfortunately, all this is impossible.
Although her apprentice has divine veins and great luck to protect him, even if he can find the Immortal Tomb of the Great Emperor and the Immortal Tomb of the King, how can he break the formation there? She herself just wanted to tell a lie to give Qin Hao hope to survive. But she
She would never have guessed that this apprentice was not a real Tianxuan person, but a soul from the earth. Although she could sense some of Qin Hao's thoughts, it was only because Qin Hao had strange thoughts about her that she could detect it.
But what is Qin Hao? A tomb robber, an orthodox tracer of the Golden School Lieutenant lineage. The Xunlong Jue can identify the dragon veins in the world, and his Panhuang legacy can clearly sense some of the general trends of the world. Combined with the Xunlong Jue's
Mysteriously, to him, all the tombs were like a virgin who had eaten semen, lying on the bed in a daze, waiting for his blasphemy.
The more he thought about it, Qin Hao couldn't help himself: "Damn it, that fortune teller really didn't lie to me. It seems that I have great luck. Hahahahaha, the God-given Dragon Searching Technique and the Panhuang Divine Vein are so perfect. It's true.
It means that if you survive a catastrophe, you will be blessed later, hahahahaha..."
"You...what's wrong with you?" Qin Hao's silly smile stunned Ming Yuexiang. He thought, wouldn't the disciple be so happy? He felt sad again, wondering if he was committing an evil act.
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"Master, for the sake of my new life, I want to change my name, can you?" Qin Hao became serious.
Only then did Ming Yuexiang feel relieved, "New student! Okay, I allow you to change your name."
The name Jingxuan was given by Ming Yuexiang. Now if you want to change the name, of course you have to get Ming Yuexiang's consent, and Qin Hao is completely borrowing the topic. He pretended to think for a while and said: "Master, how about calling me Qin Hao?
"
"Qin Hao!" Ming Yuexiang stared at Qin Hao closely, as if she wanted to see some mystery. Qin Hao felt numb all over, thinking that the master had discovered something: "The name is a good name, but is there any mystery in it?
"
"This...this..." Qin Hao held it in for a long time and said indifferently: "Qin means calmness, Haoran means awe-inspiring and upright, and calmness and awe-inspiring means Qin Hao."
"Well, is it that simple?" Ming Yuexiang was obviously held back by Qin Hao's previous words. She habitually thought that everything Qin Hao said should have a mystery. This is also in line with Panhuang's divine veins.
If you don’t have strength, you will have a gift from God, and it’s okay to talk about it.
"It's that simple." Qin Hao said with a smile, looking a little intoxicated at Ming Yuexiang's face, which was even more dazzling under the moonlight, as if the fairy from the sky and below were meeting him.
"Okay, go back and rest. I will make arrangements. You will no longer be asked to do handyman work. When the master finds this magic medicine, he will definitely make up for your deficiency." After Ming Yuexiang finished speaking, she really wanted to drift away.
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"Master!" Qin Hao suddenly shouted.
"What else is there?" The bright moon fragrance lingered in the sky, like a dream.
"Um...that..." Qin Hao said embarrassedly: "Um, hasn't the apprentice regained his mind? Why don't you give the apprentice a few magic weapons to keep with you? Why do you tolerate them so much?
Bullying is nothing."
Hearing this, Ming Yuexiang shook her head, as if she could see Qin Hao's thoughts: "I really want to give it to you, but it's a pity that you haven't opened the divine treasure yet, and you can't even use the most basic talismans. Without the divine treasure, you can't use divine power.
And this is the biggest disadvantage of body-refining monks, it is impossible to use magic weapons without attaining enlightenment."
"Oh." Qin Hao was disappointed.
"However, it's not impossible. You can't use the offensive magic weapon, but I can burn the hidden talisman for you. My divine power will be retained in it until it is exhausted. If you encounter a strong
The enemy can go around without being bullied." Ming Yuexiang felt that the apprentice wanted to save face, and it was not a problem to be criticized all the time. Moreover, she also had to retreat and gain enlightenment. Only then would she have a chance.
Go find the magic medicine for Qin Hao.
"Okay, okay." Qin Hao really doesn't need any magic weapon. If he can hide out, then he can search for the ancient tomb. Otherwise, if someone follows him, he, the Tang Monk, will not be eaten by anyone.
"The sky and the earth are infinite, the three gods are transformed, the gods wield swords, and take advantage of the heaven and earth." Ming Yuexiang did what she said, standing tall and graceful in the void, like a holy fairy.
But something happened that surprised Qin Hao. Three figures suddenly floated out from Ming Yuexiang. The first one was wearing white clothes and was pure and innocent. The second one was wearing black clothes and looked evil. The third one was wearing
Gray clothes, neither happy nor sad, as if neither heaven nor earth can shake him.
The most important thing is that these three figures are exactly the same as the master, but Qin Hao can clearly feel that these three figures seem to fit the world better than the master himself, and they fit the general trend of the world with every movement, and will
The context is carved into the talisman, but Qin Hao can see that it is only a small part of the context borrowed from the vast world, just like a human being who can only exert a small part of his own strength.
He was thinking how powerful it would be if he could truly depict the veins of heaven and earth, but even if he could see those veins, he did not have the divine power to depict them, and even he could not see the higher-level veins.
It was clear, hazy, and there was a layer of fog that seemed to be blocking his vision.
"This is the master's god. When you open the sacred treasure, the title of famous scholar will kill the first god. The evil god. Entering the realm of famous teachers will kill the second god from the sacred treasure. The god of good will kill the third god when entering the famous realm.
Gods, gods of moderation, gods are the foundation of human beings. If the gods dissipate, monks cannot live alone. If you can open the divine treasure one day, then you can also kill the gods. Once you become enlightened, the gods will be the greatest help, and the gods will die.
, can be transformed from the divine treasure, so if you are not enlightened, you cannot be considered a real monk." Although Ming Yuexiang drew talismans in the air and the three gods moved together, she still patiently explained to Qin Hao, although she did not think that
It may be a miracle that Qin Hao can truly open the divine treasure and refine his body in the future.
But Qin Hao's feelings were completely different. These three gods made Qin Hao feel a sinister atmosphere, like ghosts. Although they were all beautiful and made him want to hug him, there were still some hairs in his heart. Suddenly he thought of something,
He thought to himself: "Isn't there a connection between this world and ancient China? Why was the Feng Shui borrowed there and turned into a way of cultivation here? Moreover, Panhuang was a ground-breaking existence, and Pangu was also a ground-breaking existence in ancient China."
Qin Hao couldn't understand. Maybe the path of destiny would become clearer the further he walked, he thought, but the way the master drew the talisman reminded him of the ghostly talisman that the Chinese often say. Could it be that people in ancient China also had such gods?
, use gods to outline the general trend of heaven and earth, and finally store the general trend of heaven and earth in talismans to ward off evil spirits?
He suddenly thought of those talismans of the Xiling warriors. Isn't that the truth? These talismans contain the power of heaven and earth. When integrated into the human body, they will be infinitely powerful. Although this is just his guess, he
He always felt that there was some connection, but this was not what he thought. The master's artistic conception of the talisman had been drawn.
"These are thirty hidden talismans. Each talisman can be used continuously for ten hours. Once you are in danger, you can drip your blood into the talisman. Silently recite the urgent command like the law and the talisman will hide you. Ten
Time can be restored, and no one can discover you unless you become a monk." Ming Yuexiang handed the talisman to Qin Hao, and the three gods collected it.
"What a magical talisman." Qin Hao was surprised. He could feel that the talisman seemed to contain a context, just like a person, like a small world, and like a kind of introduction that fit the world. He could have it if it was useful.
A unique power.
"Panhuang Divine Vein has the ability to see through the general trend of the world. If it can be cultivated, hey..." Ming Yuexiang secretly sighed. If Panhuang Divine Vein is cultivated, it will definitely dominate the world.
"Master, what's wrong with you?"
"It's okay, Master is going into seclusion. I will explain some things before the retreat. You have to take care of yourself." Ming Yuexiang said.
"How long will Master be in seclusion for?" Qin Hao asked.
"It could take as little as one and a half years, or as long as ten or a hundred years." Ming Yuexiang sighed.
"So long..." Qin Hao was stunned. One year on earth is a long time, but here people retreat for a year and a half, or ten years and a hundred years at most. Wouldn't it be a long time to go to earth?
Became an old monster?
"There are no armors in the mountains, and there are no years of cultivation..." With a smile, the bright moon fragrance drifted away, and Qin Hao was about to start his tomb robbing business...