A journey of survival starting from Zhetian

Chapter 450 The Figure in the Triple Coffin
After feeling that the space of the entire tomb had stabilized, the fat Taoist wiped away the tears of grievance from the corners of his eyes in the coffin and sighed slowly.

He made hand seals with only his own will in his hands, evolved the Taoist word "forward", resonated with the scattered blood and bones of the Heavenly Venerable, absorbed the immortal immortal energy, reopened the sea of ​​suffering for himself, and weaved a Taoist robe with a hint of the flavor of the ancient era.

His face was bitter, he tightened his robe, and whispered softly, "Why am I so unlucky? With the reincarnation seals I accumulated before, I can merge the nine seals into one and become an immortal in the mortal world. But this process was interrupted by the immortal methods of Wuliang Tianzun. I need to start all over again."

The fat Taoist stared at the rising and falling reincarnation seals in the sea of ​​​​wheels, recalling his practice from the chaotic ancient times to the present, and looking back at the many hardships and disasters that almost killed him along the way, a hint of hesitation gradually appeared in his eyes.

The corpse disaster was caused by him, and all living beings in the universe fell into calamity. As a result, his Taoism and cultivation were reduced, and he finally fulfilled the cause and effect of heaven and earth. From then on, "The Heavenly Venerable of Tribulation" was buried in the past and no longer existed.

After the catastrophe, he was once again disturbed by Wuliang Tianzun, and his reincarnation seal that he had accumulated over many lifetimes was taken away. If he wanted to continue his journey to immortality, he would need to go through reincarnation again and gather the reincarnation seal again.

He lay in the coffin, his face slightly bewildered, "Is the path I learned from the burial ground wrong? After nine reincarnations, with nine fruits of the ultimate way in the human world, it is still difficult for me to ascend to immortality in the mortal world?"

"Or is it that this is a mortal world that even the heavens and the earth cannot tolerate, and only certain people who have experienced destined events can walk through it?"

A trance inadvertently filled the fat Taoist's eyes, reminding him of the sufferings his brothers had experienced. His heart was restless and it was difficult for him to continue to comprehend Taoism and climb the path to immortality.

"Perhaps, I should stop in this life, step back into the human world, experience the world, take a look at this great world, and stop being obsessed with reincarnation and becoming an immortal."

The fat Taoist jumped out of the coffin, guided by the power of the Wheel Sea, and slowly pinched the Taoist text, causing the remaining bones and waste blood of the Heavenly Venerable that filled the tomb to gather in the coffin, condensing into the body of the Heavenly Venerable who had crossed the tribulation. He also engraved "The Immortal Scripture of Crossing the Tribulation" next to the coffin.

"Since the 'Tianzun Dujie' has passed away, let's bury his body here and turn it into a true Tianzun's tomb."

The fat Taoist priest wielded the power of the Wheel Sea and copied traces of heaven and earth in this tomb, and carved countless inscriptions of magic techniques from the ancient era, as if he had truly buried the next life.

He was proficient in moving mountains, observing the land, looking for qi, finding dragons and cutting veins, and other strange skills. When he redefined the order of cultivation in the secret realm, he also dug up a lot of resources. But this does not mean that he is willing to let future generations come to this tomb to affect his peace.

It was enough for Wuliang Tianzun to come once. If the other Tianzun came to jump on his grave, he would not feel at peace even if he completely perished in the future.

"Using my own body as the core of the formation, I have set up the third Chaos Killing Formation. Even if a Quasi-Immortal King comes, he will be severely defeated."

"Wulian, that Heavenly Lord, I hate tomb robbers the most."

When the entire formation was completed, a terrifying chaotic murderous intent emanated from the body of the "Tianzun Dujie" in the coffin, penetrating the entire tomb. Various evil spirits, Tianzun's resentment, and the remnants of death sank to all four sides of the tomb, reshaping the layout of the entire secret realm and the arrangement of time and space.

After a long time, the fat Taoist appeared in a valley on the south side of Kunlun Mountain. He stepped hard on the soft soil under his feet and cleaned up all traces of himself from the tomb.

He murmured in a low voice, "Now, no one should be able to disturb the peace of Dao Ye's body."

But after a pause, he gritted his teeth and said, "Except for that Heavenly Venerable Fusheng, that evil-hearted guy has definitely become a king. The recitation in his mouth affects the characteristics of the king realm of cause and effect and fate. It's really too shameless."

"If a creature in the human realm can cultivate this characteristic of the king and recite it, it will bring bad luck and a severe warning. This is too narrow-minded. I'm afraid that the tolerance of this immortal king has been eaten by the black dog."

All his cultivation has now been condensed into the Samsara Seal, and he has returned to the Secret Realm of the Sea of ​​Reincarnation. However, the spatial turbulence driven by cause and effect and fate, and the stern warning that bombarded the tomb, were not artificial at all, and he could "see" them clearly.

Silently swallowing the words he wanted to say, the fat Taoist looked up at the starry sky above his head. A gleam of light flashed in his eyes. The paths of the stars kept overlapping and separating, determining his own position.

He kept pinching his fingers and whispered to himself, "I have returned from the chaos to the nine heavens and ten earths. Now I am at the ancient star of Honghuang, on the subsidiary dragon vein on the south side of the main Kunlun mountain range, on the third forked depression of the dragon horn."

"At present, the essence of the universe is constantly surging, and it has recovered to about one percent of the state of the chaotic ancient era. If it is in a forbidden place like the Taichu Ancient Mine, perhaps a weak immortal substance has been born, which can allow a person who has attained the Tao to live for 50,000 years in one lifetime."

Suddenly, the fat Taoist's fingers began to twitch, and the tendons on his arms were twisted into knots. The purple-blue blood of the Heavenly Venerable continued to accumulate, forming horrific marks on his arms that looked like corpse spots.

This was a backlash. His calculations slightly touched upon some of the heavenly secrets that were classified as taboos, causing direct damage to the body of the Heavenly Venerable.

"Myth. The Dark and Ominous Ending of Heaven"

"What on earth did Fusheng, the Heavenly Venerable, this black-hearted fellow, seal off? He was so crazy that he used the Immortal King's Dao and the origin of the universe to block off this area of ​​the Heaven's Secret, preventing other lives from touching it. Anyone who knows some words in this corner of the future will suffer an extremely terrible backlash."

"And this sealed secret is actually somehow related to Daoye. What a mess?"

As the fat Taoist was meditating on the spot to resolve the backlash of the heavenly secrets in his body and make the purple color on his arm fade a little, an inexplicable sensation suddenly appeared in the fat Taoist's mind, which made him stunned.

Oh my god, he actually sensed that there was an unknown existence that was trying to condense the seal of reincarnation and wanted to live again.

The fat Taoist suddenly jumped up, his face full of confusion, "Wulian Tianzun, this kid is not going to spread my method of condensing the reincarnation seal to the entire universe, right? No, I have to go and see what's going on."

When Yuan Tianshen opened his eyes, the terrain of the entire mountain range on the south side of Kunlun Mountain came clearly into his mind. He could see clearly all the underground veins and the many clan lands in Kunlun Mountain.

With his feet raised, the fat on his body shaking, and his Taoist robe fluttering in the wind, a round Taoist figure was already following the direction of the dragon vein, traveling towards the bottom of Kunlun, constantly approaching the place that exuded the rhythm of reincarnation.

After just a moment, the fat Taoist saw a magnificent gate standing underground, emitting a faint sense of Hunyuan Wuji.

His expression suddenly became subtle, and he rubbed his hands gently, "Good fellow, which Heavenly Venerable was so careless that he actually hid his cave here and let Dao Master find it, and it happened at such a critical time when the Samsara Seal was being condensed."

"Hehe. Hehehe."

“I’m sure you don’t want your collection in the cave to be buried underground and never see the light of day after you fail to condense the Samsara Seal.”

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"Since you haven't responded for a long time, I will assume that you want to open the cave, invite guests to visit, and clean up the debris."

The fat Taoist rubbed his hands with some Taoist text containing Yin energy and imprinted it directly on the threshold, allowing some Taoist principles between heaven and earth to emerge and resonate with the Hunyuan Wuji Dao, allowing the grand portal to open a small gap for living beings to enter.

The round little eyes turned slightly, and Yuantian's divine eyes suddenly saw through the sky and the earth, and understood all the runes on the gate, as well as the immortal rhyme on it.

The fat Taoist muttered to himself, "If this is indeed the residence of a Heavenly Lord, I wonder which descendant it is. This person had a pretty good mentality when he was dying, and he didn't even leave a murderous formation on the gate. There were only a few defensive formations and stone inscriptions to prevent intrusion."

“But I won’t be polite, Taoist. We are penniless and have been rebuilding since the beginning of Lunhai, but we are very short of resources.” The round figure took another light step and his body had entered the portal. He closed the gap in the door and closed the defensive formations and stone inscriptions that were separated by it, as if they had never been opened.

He moved his fingers gently, and a faint green flame emerged from the palm of his hand, dispelling all the darkness brought by the defensive formation in front of him, allowing the entire hall to come into view.

This place is extremely simple, just like a round hole, with only nine vast simple murals engraved on various places on the smooth stone walls, clearly depicting a majestic god who created the world in the misty chaos, evolved the long river of time, shaped the universe and the stars, and created all living beings and spirits.

At this moment, the fat Taoist's attention was attracted by a simple mural in the center, because it was the one with the clearest Taoist rhyme and the clearest image of the gods among all the paintings.

He walked slowly, using his divine eyes to see through all the laws in front of him, and slowly came to the mural. He looked at the great god who was pinching some ancient hand seal, like the first and most ancient sacred being, ready to create the world.

The fat Taoist muttered to himself, "Who is this Heavenly Venerable? Why is the image depicted in the mural and the Dao rhyme engraved on it so terrifying and shocking that even the Immortal King who reigns over the Ninth Heaven cannot match him?"

"Could this be some immortal from the ancient era who has returned from reincarnation and come to this world to reawaken his true self and continue his cultivation path?"

After thinking for a while, the fat Taoist's expression suddenly became happy.

"No matter what kind of old antique you are, you are now trying to condense the reincarnation seal, and you are trying to condense the reincarnation seal based on the Taoist reincarnation seal."

"Hey Hey."

"Let me help you clean up the garbage around you. There are not many kind-hearted Taoist friends like me in this world."

One after another, Heavenly Taoist texts carrying the aura of death and disaster were drawn in the void, emitting wisps of eerie Taoist rhyme and a hint of ominous charm.

When the fat Taoist slammed the ground, wisps of light suddenly condensed from the nine murals, and from the deep space and time, a fairy gold coffin made of nine kinds of fairy gold and stained with ten thousand different fairy king laws was pulled out.

After peeking at the material of the coffin and seeing the inestimable value of the Immortal King's Dao rules on it, the fat Taoist almost jumped up again.

"The Wuliang Tianzun! The Fusheng Tianzun!"

"Who on earth is this guy? He is so arrogant!"

"Nine kinds of immortal gold! Not to mention in the Chaos Ancient Era, even in the Immortal Ancient Era, it is not possible for an ordinary Heavenly Lord to collect them all!"

"Nowadays, even the Immortal Kings, the Immortal King giants of the Ten Evils, probably don't have such a huge fortune!"

Various hand seals popped out from his hands and transformed into silent immortal patterns, which, at an extremely slow speed, eroded the nine-colored immortal gold coffin that was stained with ten thousand different immortal king laws.

As time passed, the coffin floating in the void was brought to the ground and resonated with the nine murals, emitting an extremely ancient aura that seemed to have existed before the formation of the heavens and all worlds.

At this moment, Yuan Tian's divine eye was operating to the extreme, and every drop of Tianzun's blood in Tianzun's body seemed to be burning and boiling, providing more blessings for the fat Taoist to peek into this terrifying and abnormal nine-colored fairy gold coffin.

"Three layers of coffins. Is this the body of an emperor?"

The fat Taoist priest, who had already glimpsed some of the contents of the coffin, became a little hesitant, with fear in his eyes.

This immortal gold coffin was obviously a replica of the three-life bronze coffin that was constantly floating in the universe. The fat Taoist knew some details about the bronze coffin. Because he had once looked for the bronze coffin in order to become an immortal, and had also glanced at the immortal chapter with a tenacious rhyme.

Now, seeing this structure, he has already noticed something wrong.

"Where did this buried celestial master know about this structure?"

"Could it be that he has also seen the bronze coffin pulled up by nine dragons?"

"If you don't have the courage to shock the world, or the ability to achieve great accomplishments, you can't afford to use this type of coffin. You will suffer bad luck and encounter strange disasters."

But when the fat Taoist circled around again, he didn't notice a trace of ominousness, nor did he observe any trace of disaster. It was as if this place was the pure other shore and no disaster could befall here.

The feeling in his heart that something was wrong suddenly became stronger, and he became more and more wary of the existence buried there.

"Wealth is found in danger, fight hard!"

"After doing this, I will be able to gather all the resources for my future cultivation to the highest level!"

"Open the coffin!"

The fat Taoist performed some astonishing ancient magic, which was firmly imprinted into the entire nine-colored fairy gold coffin, sealing all the runes tainted by the Fairy King's laws, and directly suppressing all possible ominousness and weirdness.

"boom!"

The first coffin was opened, and drops of immortal liquid tinged with the Taoist rhyme of the Immortal King floated out from it. Extremely rich essence of longevity and immortal substances permeated the air. Just these tiny breaths were enough to increase the fat Taoist's lifespan by nearly a thousand years.

His eyes were red, and without saying anything, he took out all the immortal liquid inside and directly opened the second coffin.

"Boom."

The dull sound of opening the coffin echoed throughout the circular stone mansion. Suddenly, strange visions of creation rose from it. The majestic sacred figure walked from the source of time, walking in the most ancient and initial misty chaos, pinching the ancient seal with its hand, opening up the heavens and all worlds, and creating infinite things.

Drops of chaotic divine liquid escaped from the coffin, carrying with them a horrifying creation that could not be tolerated in the Dharma-Ending Universe.

The third coffin was opened, and no strange phenomenon occurred.

Only one of them had already signed the reincarnation seal. He opened his eyes and stared at the majestic figure of the fat Taoist priest.

(End of this chapter)