Nine Suns Soulless

Chapter 313 Master of Magic?

Mo Tian frowned slightly.

However, after a while, he still turned the phoenix pillar in front of him.

clack clack...

With the rotation of the two stone pillars, the huge stone door carved with two portraits also burst open.

The heavy rubbing sound of the stone gate seems to carry a heavy atmosphere of history.

When the stone door was completely opened, it seemed that a period of sleeping history was also opened.

Although this feeling was weird, Mo Tian felt it.

The soft light projected through the opened stone door, stretching the figures of Mo Tian and Fatty Qiu to a long distance, as if extending into the endless darkness in the distance.

Looking around, the main tomb is a very magnificent and huge tomb.

In the tomb, there are towers and altars all over the place.

Moreover, there are thousands of bronze coffins hanging in mid-air.

Taking a closer look, these bronze coffins seem to be arranged according to the stars in the sky, but if you regard them as stars in the sky and look at them according to the direction, they are completely confused.

All of a sudden, people can't tell the difference between southeast and north, let alone which is the real coffin and which is the fake coffin.

Seeing such a scene with his own eyes, Mo Tian was also a little surprised.

After a while, Mo Tian came back to his senses, and his eyes swept over Fatty Qiu slightly.

"Qiu Daochang, didn't you say that the main tomb has become the door of death, why do we have to open it?"

"Hehe, the door of death is the door of life, and the extreme yin is the beginning of yang. This principle is the same." Fatty Qiu smiled mysteriously, "The main tomb has indeed changed, but if you want to find the real main tomb, you need to find the real main tomb. We must go through this gate of death and seek the chance of turning the extreme yin into the early yang in order to find the real main tomb."

"You mean, we have to go through this dead door?" Motian asked.

"That's right." Fatty Qiu nodded.

Immediately, he walked towards the tomb first.

Mo Tian hesitated for a moment, then moved to keep up.

Looking slightly at Fatty Qiu's back, Mo Tian vaguely felt that this person was somewhat mysterious, but he couldn't tell the specifics.

"Maybe I'm thinking too much?"

With a murmur in his heart, Mo Tian put his mind away and followed behind Fatty Qiu.

What is the so-called dead door, Mo Tian doesn't know.

However, he had heard of Qimen Dunjia in his previous life.

Mo Tian vaguely remembered that when "Qimen Dunjia" was first created, there were 96 rounds in total, and it was later improved to 72 rounds. In the Zhou Dynasty, Jiang Taigong compressed it to [-] rounds due to the need for marching formations. In the Han Dynasty, Zhang Liang was taught this technique by Huang Shigong, and he reformed it again, becoming the Yin Dun Nine Games and Yang Dun Nine Games used by later generations, with a total of eighteen games.

And odd refers to three odd, namely B, C, and D.

The gate refers to the eight gates, that is, opening, resting, life, injury, Du, scene, death, and shock.

Dunjia refers to Liujia's ten-day first escape into Liuyi, that is, Wu, Ji, Geng, Xin, Ren, and Gui.

And Liujia is Jiazi, Jiaxu, Jiashen, Jiawu, Jiachen, and Jiayin.

This technique is an ancient Chinese book of magic numbers, and it is also the first secret technique among the three secret treasures of Qimen, Liuren and Taiyi. It is the first of the three styles and the most reasonable method. Known as the study of emperors.

Of course, it is also said that the art of Liuren is the highest level of art in ancient China.

No matter how specific, Motian didn't remember very clearly.

After all, at that time, these things were just viewed on the Internet, who would have nothing to do research on?

Being able to remember these is already a good enough memory.

"Qiu Daochang, is the door of death you refer to the door of death among the eight doors of opening, rest, life, injury, Du, scene, death, and shock?" Motian asked.

"Huh? Is it possible that Master Mo is really a colleague?" Fatty Qiu looked at Mo Tian in surprise again.

Well, although the answer was irrelevant, Motian understood.

This so-called gate of death is really one of the eight gates he mentioned.

Mo Tian didn't explain.

And Fatty Qiu chanted a few lines of Fu that seemed like poetry but not poetry.

"Yin and yang are smooth and inverse, and it's hard to be poor. The second solstice returns to the first and ninth palaces. If you can understand the principle of yin and yang, the heaven and the earth will come in the palm of your hand..."

"This is the general outline of the Qimen Dunjia technique?" Mo Tian was slightly surprised.

"Hahaha, it seems that even if Master Mo is not a fellow of the poor, he is also very talented in this area." Fatty Qiu smiled, and there was a different meaning in the gaze that looked at Motian, "Yes, What Pindao sang just now is the general outline of "Qimen Dunjia Xuanshu". In addition to this, there are two major chapters: "Liuren Xuanshu" and "Taiyi Gold Rush Song", which are all Pindao's housekeepers. A small skill. Made Master Mo laugh."

"Fuck!" Mo Tian was startled.

Aren't the three things that Fatty Qiu said are the three ancient Chinese magic secrets?

This guy actually mastered it all by himself?
Could it be that he is a master of numerology?

Really awesome!

and many more……

Mo Tian thought, this is wrong.

How did the three ancient Chinese secret arts of magic numbers appear in Xuanhun Continent?

Damn, isn't this a different world?
Could it be that besides myself, there were ancient people who traveled over here and left behind these magic spells?

Is it Huangdi, Jiang Taigong, Zhang Liang, Zhuge Liang, Liu Bowen, or someone else?

Depend on!
The world is a little crazy!
Thoughts were surging in Mo Tian's heart, but unfortunately, it was impossible for anyone to answer this question for him.

"The gate of death belongs to the earth, flourishing in autumn, especially Wei and Shenyue, being in summer, being imprisoned in winter, and dying in spring. Fuyin in Kungong, anti-chanting in Gengong, tomb in Xungong, and Zhengong in Zhengong Under restraint, Juli Palace is prosperous and fierce, Jukan Palace is forced to be fierce, and Jugan and Dui Palaces live together. The gate of death is a fierce gate, which is not good for auspicious things. It is only suitable to be hanged for funerals, tortured and fought, hunted and killed..."

While muttering, Fatty Qiu took out a black dog from the pet bag on his waist, and took out a sharp knife from the soul ring.

puff!

With one slash, the black dog's blood spattered, wailed twice, and then struggled to die.

Fatty Qiu, on the other hand, was holding the black dog and drawing on the ground with its blood.

"Character?"

Mo Tian murmured secretly.

But at this moment, Fatty Qiu had a serious expression on his face, so Mo Tian didn't bother him.

After a while, Fatty Qiu drew a huge talisman on the ground, then used the remaining black dog black to write a small talisman on his palm, and then looked at Motian.

"Master Mo, come here."

Mo Tian obeyed and walked over.

"This is Pindao Zang's first-hand life-saving move. It can ensure that the two of us can have a chance of life in times of crisis. You stretch out your hand." Fatty Qiu said.

After Motian stretched out his hand, Fatty Qiu drew a talisman on Motian's left palm with the blood of a black dog.

hum...

After the talisman was formed, it disappeared into Mo Tian's palm.

Looking again, the huge talisman on the ground also disappeared, and the one in Fatty Qiu's palm also disappeared.

Afterwards, Fatty Qiu explained a few more points in detail, so that Mo Tian could remember that if there is a crisis that cannot be dealt with in this dead door, he must return to his current position in time, so as to have a chance of survival.

Mo Tian nodded.

He will naturally remember this kind of matter that is related to his life.

"Okay, let's move on. The danger in this door of death may be something you and I have never encountered before. Be careful." Fatty Qiu said seriously.

Then, he took the lead and walked forward.

Motian followed closely behind, his eyes also swept around, but he didn't find anything special yet.

However, as the two continued to go deeper into the main tomb, the eerie atmosphere became more intense.

Motian even felt as if there was something ghostly lying on his shoulder.

The chill spread in my heart for an instant.

(End of this chapter)