Changsheng: My experience in patrolling the liver

Chapter 300: Sky-Connecting Rock, Colorful Sky Thunder! (Two in One)

He took out a pill from his Qiankun bag and swallowed it. A slight coolness spread throughout his body. The medicinal power accelerated his recovery from the overdrawn body.

After taking a look at the corpse that had been burning for a long time and gradually turned black, Song Changming finally felt relieved.

His eyes then fell on the high platform at the innermost part of the ancient tomb.

The ancient coffin still lay quietly, without any sound coming from it.

"Let me go." Song Changping stopped Song Changming, who was still a little nervous, and went forward first without saying anything.

Song Changan protected Song Changming, and they all saw that Song Changming was exhausted.

But in fact, Song Changming is not so weak that he has lost his combat effectiveness, and he still has the ability to protect himself.

"Second brother, let's go and take a look." Song Changming said, signaling Song Changan to relax, he was fine.

The two followed Song Changping to the ancient coffin and looked up carefully.

According to Xiao Jin, the method of corpse transformation lies in this ancient coffin.

He didn't need to look far, as ancient characters were neatly engraved on all four sides of the ancient coffin, like a long Sanskrit scripture.

"Got it!" Song Changming looked at it and murmured.

"What's written on it? Why can't I recognize any of it?" Song Changan asked puzzled.

Song Changping also looked at Song Changming.

In the past, Lou Baoqiu taught them martial arts, but never taught them the ability to read and write.

Therefore, he could not understand the ancient characters of the ancient Yuan Kingdom at all.

In fact, even Song Changming, who had studied it specially, found it extremely difficult to understand.

"This is a text that is more ancient than ordinary ancient characters," Song Changming said with a frown after looking at it for a long time.

The ancient Yuan Kingdom is known as the origin of all things, and the history of human beings occupying it is more than ten thousand years!
During this long period of time, ancient characters have been created in large numbers. Some are still being passed down, while others have long disappeared in the long river of history. Only in some excavated relics can we get a glimpse of these disappeared ancient characters.

Even the most knowledgeable contemporary text researcher does not dare to say that he can understand all the ancient characters of the human race in the past, let alone Song Changming.

After reading them one by one, he could only understand about one-tenth or one-twelve of the contents of the scriptures, and the rest were parts that he was not sure about or completely did not understand.

But this didn't bother him.

Release Xiao Jin. This ginseng spirit, who has lived for more than 5,000 years, has seen a lot and recognizes a lot. He can translate 70% to 80% of the ancient characters on the ancient coffin.

It was for this reason that it was able to recognize that this scripture was the method of corpse reincarnation.

"This is the writing of Miaozhou. If my memory serves me well, it should be the ancient local writing from four thousand years ago." Xiao Jin looked at it carefully again and again, and even stretched out his thin beard to touch the engraved words again and again.

Song Changming first copied out the entire text of ancient characters, and then annotated the meaning of the characters translated by Xiao Jin.

Of course, after he gets out, he will look for ancient books and materials to verify them. Only after confirming that they are correct will he try to let his two brothers practice this method.

As for him, he was not interested in becoming a zombie.

Even the zombies' most talked-about immortality, the ultimate temptation of life, is not tempting at all in Song Changming's eyes.

To him, life span is just a number that can be increased or decreased at will.

Regardless of whether the zombie can really be immortal, for him, there is no need to do this when he can just maintain his current status quo.

After transcribing it, Song Changming asked his two brothers to write down the method of corpse transformation.

Song Changming's gaze fell on the coffin itself.

The ancient coffin is very large, as big as two large beds joined together. I don’t know who it is for.

The coffin lid was tightly closed, with no signs of being opened.

Song Changming used his spiritual power to cover the ancient coffin at close range and examined it carefully.

Without sophisticated mechanisms or special energy fluctuations, spiritual perception cannot penetrate into the coffin.

If you don't open it, you won't know what's inside.

"How about it, do you want to open it?" Song Changping wrote down the method of corpse transformation, turned his head to look at Song Changming who was still carefully observing the ancient coffin, and asked.

"I have been in this ancient tomb for a long time." Song Changming hesitated slightly.

The situation inside the coffin is unclear. The purpose of this trip, the method of corpse transformation, has also been obtained. Is there any need to open this ancient coffin?
But if there are still rare opportunities inside, if it is not opened this time, other visitors may come in in the near future.

By then, there will be no zombies guarding this place, and the contents of the ancient coffin will surely be taken away.

"open!"

Song Changming finally followed his heart and was unwilling to just leave like that.

I reached out and touched the surface of the coffin. It was thick and smooth, without any roughness.

I don't know what kind of wood it is used, but it is extremely hard. Song Changming cut it with a knife without damaging it at all.

Then Song Changming tried to push the coffin lid.

After failing to push it the first time, Song Changming confirmed that the coffin lid and the coffin body were not sealed, and immediately used both hands to try again.

The power is accumulated layer by layer.

The power of one elephant, the power of five elephants, the power of one dragon, the power of three dragons!

Song Changming had stepped on the protective runes engraved on the ground so hard that they lit up.

The lid of the ancient coffin finally loosened with a rumbling sound, and some dust fell on both sides, as if the ancient coffin had never been opened since it was closed.

"As long as it can be opened." Song Changming breathed a sigh of relief.

Just in case, he asked his two brothers to leave the underground tomb before opening it completely.

If the situation is not right, they can evacuate immediately.

Even if the situation gets worse, the worst that can happen is that he will have to spend a life and start over.

At first, the two brothers were worried about Song Changming and were reluctant to leave.

It was only after Song Changming kept persuading them and repeatedly assured them that they could escape that they decided to retreat.

When Song Changming was the only one left in the ancient tomb, he put his hands on the coffin lid again.

It was not easy for him to open the coffin lid.

It requires at least the power of three dragons and the burst of force of hundreds of thousands of pounds to have the possibility of opening it!

"Open it for me!"

Veins bulged on Song Changming's arms and neck as the coffin lid was moved away bit by bit.

A gap appeared, and then the gap became bigger and bigger.

The imagined corpse in the coffin did not appear.

"Empty?" Song Changming opened the coffin lid halfway and took a glance inside.

At first glance, it's empty.

There was no coffin or precious burial objects.

This inevitably made him feel a little disappointed. After all the effort, he only saw this.
He was somewhat unwilling to give up, so he put his head into the ancient coffin for a more detailed observation to confirm whether there was anything missed.

But unfortunately, still nothing was found.

The empty ancient coffin is clean without a speck of dust.

"Who is this coffin prepared for? And who left this ancient tomb?" Song Changming was a little puzzled.

If what the ginseng spirit on his body said is correct, the ancient characters on the coffin are from four thousand years ago, then this ancient tomb and this coffin are most likely also created four thousand years ago.

Both he and the few zombies who were stationed here before were just latecomers.

"After more than four thousand years, the owner of the ancient tomb should have died long ago," Song Changming said to himself.

He really didn't believe that anyone other than himself could live for more than 4,000 years, such a long and long life span. In this case, this ancient tomb should be a no-man's land.

"Since it is a no-man's land"

Just when Song Changming was about to put the entire coffin into his Qiankun bag, he suddenly had an idea.

“Will there be a hidden compartment?”

He took out the pad from under the ancient coffin. No one knew what material the golden pad was made of, but after more than four thousand years, there was no sign of corrosion or damage, and it was still as new as ever.

The wood under the mat was as smooth as a mirror, without any grooves or breaks.

Undoubtedly, there will be no so-called secret compartments.

Just when Song Changming thought he was thinking too much, he suddenly noticed that there was a hard object inside the back of the lifted mat.

"There's really something!"

Song Changming was shocked and immediately tore a hole in the mat.

A dark grey flat stone fell out from inside.

"A piece of stone"

The stone is about half the size of a palm, looks a little rough, and is roughly shaped like a moon.

If you look closely, you can see that the stone has many fractures, as if it is a fragment broken off from a complete stone.

Song Changming picked up the stone piece and looked at it repeatedly.

Such a piece of stone suddenly fell out of the neat and empty ancient coffin, which seemed a bit abrupt no matter how you looked at it.

Moreover, the stone piece was still inside the mat, which clearly showed that it was placed there intentionally.

"So, what is this?" Song Changming held the stone piece. No matter how he looked at it, it was no different from an ordinary stone piece.

He rubbed it with his fingers. The surface of the stone was rough. He applied a little force, but no stone chips fell off.

Just like this ancient coffin, it is unknown what kind of stone it is made of and its hardness is unimaginable.

"Isn't it just an ordinary piece of stone?" Song Changming thought secretly.

When he used his mental perception to search just now, he did not find any stone chips.

Now that the stone piece was right in front of him, he still used his mental power to perceive it, and found that the stone piece still did not exist in his spiritual world.

This is the first time he has encountered such a situation.

This is another unique feature of the stone flakes.

Song Changming subconsciously increased his mental power to cover his palm.

In the dark sea, the little spiritual figure became more and more focused, releasing tremendous spiritual power.

When his mental power was strengthened to a certain level, at a certain moment, the existence of the stone finally appeared in his spiritual world.

hum!
The next moment, many scenes flashed quickly before Song Changming's eyes, like a kaleidoscope of colors.

If he hadn't been paying enough attention, he would not have been able to capture the light and shadow at this moment.

A huge rock appeared in the light and shadow.

The boulder itself is unremarkable, but it stands on the top of an infinitely high mountain, as if it were to touch the sky.

Then he went back and forth and saw countless naked people worshiping the huge stone and gaining strange abilities from it.

Then, a colorful thunder dragon descended from the sky and smashed the huge rock into pieces.

The huge rock broke into pieces and turned into meteors that fell from the high peak and went in all directions.

Countless creatures then scrambled frantically for these huge stone fragments.

The complex lights and shadows, and the overlapping scenes, rushed into Song Changming's mind for a moment, making his brain a little confused.

It was not until he withdrew his mental power that he realized that the mental power in the Nether Sea had been greatly consumed in just a short moment.

Song Changming stared at the stone in his hand in astonishment and took a deep breath.

"This thing has a very important origin!"

If his guess was correct, the stone piece in his hand was also one of the fragments after the huge rock exploded.

For the time being, his mental energy was too depleted and he could not see more light and shadow.

But no matter what, this piece of huge rock fragment is still worth taking back for careful study.

"Let's leave this place first." After putting the stone piece into his Qiankun bag, Song Changming also wanted to leave.

He first had a fierce battle with the zombie, which consumed a lot of energy. Then he explored the stone slabs, which consumed a lot of energy again.

Not to mention any other reasons if he continued to stay here, the strong yin energy here would not let him go as he was overdrawn at this moment.

And he was even more worried that other zombies would arrive.

Before leaving, Song Changming took another look at the ancient coffin and wanted to try to move it away and put it into the Qiankun bag.

However, he could hardly shake the ancient coffin, as if it was firmly embedded in the ground.

Seeing this, Song Changming gave up the idea and left.

If someone breaks into this ancient tomb in the future and sees the method of corpse reincarnation, perhaps more zombies will be born.

But he couldn't do anything about it.

"Changming!" Song Changping and Song Changan breathed a sigh of relief when they saw their little brother come out safely.

"Brother, let's go. We can't stay here for long." Song Changming said.

"it is good!"

Having achieved their goal, the three of them flew away without stopping.

The entire mountain area became increasingly eerie and cold due to the dissipation of negative energy from the ancient tomb. The nearby flowers, plants and trees withered and died after being exposed to the negative energy, and the area became a wasteland.

Villagers not far away returned here one after another. Seeing that the farmland had been destroyed and the flowers and plants had withered, they gave up all hope, hurriedly packed up their things, and fled.

The young man named Ali looked at the gloomy mountain from afar in silence.

"Ali, what are you still standing there for? Get out of here quickly!" the old village chief shouted.

Ali hesitated for a moment, and Anai, who was eager to make a move, turned around and took the old village chief and left in the ox cart.

A few days later.

The negative energy in this place is gathering more and more, and it has also attracted many evil spirits and monsters to occupy this place.

From a distance, this place looks like a ghost town, extremely creepy.

On the other side, Song Changming and the other two had already withdrawn from the Three Thousand Spiritual Mountains and returned to Yunzhou.

However, Song Changming did not return to the familiar Cuibai Road immediately.

Instead, he went around looking for great scholars in private academies to answer his questions, and tried to fully analyze the method of corpse transformation. He made sure to translate it clearly to prevent his brother from making mistakes in his practice.

As for Cuibai Dao's military post, he had already taken a long leave.

Normally, such a long vacation would not be approved, but perhaps because Song Changming had performed outstandingly in the army over the past year, Xing Tiexin also took good care of him and approved his request this time.

Therefore, Song Changming had no worries while he was away this time.

However, the process of analyzing the spell was not very smooth.

After all, this is an ancient character from Miaozhou four thousand years ago, and few folk scholars in Yunzhou are aware of it.

Perhaps he would have to go to Miaozhou to find a suitable translator, but Miaozhou was too far away from Yunzhou, and he would need to cross several states, which would take too long and gave Song Changming a headache.

Somehow, he always felt that the stone in his hand could help him.

(End of this chapter)