My Transformed System is Toxic

Chapter 521 Secret
There will be human presence on the top of Tianshan Mountain, which Shi Lan had expected a long time ago.

But he never expected such a strange scene.

More than a dozen figures were wrapped in thick ice, all sitting cross-legged on the ground, with five hearts facing the sky, their faces under the clear ice crystals were lifelike, their eyelids were slightly closed, as if they had just fallen into a deep sleep, but Shi Lan could feel that the inside of these people His qi and blood have dried up, and he has no fluctuations in his soul.

In the distance, near one end of the cliff, sits an old man in a coir raincoat, with no wind or snow on his body. His eyes are downcast, and he is holding a long pole in his hand.

A huge star hovered in the sky, hidden among the sea of ​​clouds in the sky, its whole body was slightly blue, exuding a hazy precious light, and a huge amount of energy essence was swallowed up on it, and the vast divine energy fell like raindrops, bathing the entire Tianshan Mountain.

Under the watering of this energy, the extreme talisman in the depths of Shi Lan's soul suddenly became extremely active, and the energy he breathed out increased by more than several times.

The entire star was covered with a layer of cold mist, which was indistinct, and with Shi Lan's current eyesight, he could easily penetrate it.

What made her feel a little horrified was that there was a large piece of blood-stained palace wreckage above the stars. The power fluctuations mixed in the blood reminded her of the blood essence of the god king sealed in her body.

This level has already surpassed the Supreme, and touched the space-time domain. There are people at the level of the Great Emperor who have shed their blood here. Obviously, an unimaginable battle took place here.

Shi Lan walked slowly past the group of ice sculptures, and stopped before two familiar faces.

Shi Lan was surprised to see Tong Yuan and Yan Yun again here.

After a long silence, she took a few steps back, saluted and sent the two of them off.

"Little baby, why are you here?"

Hoarse whispers sounded slowly, and the old man sitting on the edge of the cliff turned his head, his cloudy eyes showed exhaustion that could not be concealed.

"Looking for a place of burial for a senior." Shi Lan replied truthfully.

"This place is quiet and quiet, and it is indeed suitable as a place of eternal rest."

The old man nodded slightly and said in a low voice:
"Leave the person and go."

"Dare to ask the senior's name?"

Shi Lan didn't take out Xiang Yu's body, walked two steps closer to the old man, pointed at the ice sculptures beside him, and said doubtfully:
"Why are these people here?"

Tong Yuan and Yan Yun were also among them, so Shi Lan couldn't help asking a few more questions.

"The old man has no name and no surname, but he is just an ordinary person who has lived in Tianshan for a long time."

The old man glanced at the ice sculpture beside Shi Lan, and then said:

"These are all dead people. Bathing in the divine light of the yin here can keep their bodies alive forever. If there is a day when the fairy gate reopens in the future, they may have the opportunity to return to the yang."

"What is Xianmen? It can bring people back from the dead?"

Shi Lan's heart trembled slightly. In Lingyang, she had also heard the legend of the dead returning to life. Through the history books of the human race, blood sacrifices from the emperor to the strong can open up the life and death of yin and yang, bring back the soul of the dead, and make the dead Return to Yang.

If the fairy gate mentioned by the old man can really bring the dead back to life, then it will be no less powerful than the annals of human history.

This kind of power to reverse life and death cannot be achieved by the Supreme Being. Most of the reasons why the most powerful people in Lingyang Realm can do it are also in the human race history. Only those who are recorded in the human race history can There is such a possibility.

The annals of the human race is the treasure of the Lingyang human race to suppress luck. Its power is unfathomable, far surpassing the supreme, but the underworld is full of unknowns. If you want to snatch people in this kind of place without a clear breath guide, it is like finding a needle in a haystack. It is as strong as the annals of human history, but it is also powerless.

"Behind the Immortal Gate is the Heavenly Court, where the immortals and gods are like a sea. For them, bringing people back from the dead is just a matter of effort."

The old man raised his eyes to look into the void, and the fatigue in his cloudy eyes dissipated, as if a fire was burning.

Heaven...

Hearing this somewhat familiar name, Shi Lan couldn't help but change slightly, looking at the huge stars in the sky:

"What is that star?"

"A lunar star. The palace on it is called 'Guanghan'. It used to be the residence of a female fairy. It fell from the fairyland here, and the fairy gate has been closed since then."

"That female fairy is named Chang'e?"

As soon as Shi Lan finished speaking, the old man suddenly turned his head, the surprise in his expression was hard to hide:

"How do you know?"

In his view, Shi Lan is not from this world, and should not know such ancient secrets.

"I heard it by chance."

Shi Lan glanced at the ruins of the palace above the stars in the distance, and couldn't help showing a bit of weirdness in his expression.

Heavenly Court, Guanghan Palace, Chang'e, together with familiar ancient history and celestial constellations, have so many similarities with the star in her memory that it's hard not to think about it.

There must be some inseparable connection between this world and her homeland.

Looking at the lunar star in the sky, Shi Lan wanted to go up to investigate, but unfortunately, the surrounding world was suppressed by invisible forces, and the star was so close, but she couldn't touch it.

"Want to take a look at the sky?"

The old man seemed to see what Shi Lan was thinking, and asked.

Hearing this, Shi Lan's eyes brightened slightly: "Let senior guide you."

The old man raised his arms and waved towards the sea of ​​clouds in the sky.

After a few breaths, a crane broke through the clouds, with a wingspan of several feet, surrounded by bright rays of light. Its whole body was only black and white, imprinted with the totem of yin and yang.

After looking at it twice, Shi Lan withdrew her gaze. Judging from the blood energy fluctuations on this crane, she couldn't beat it.

"Go ahead and stay for at most three quarters. After three quarters, the Lunar Star will start to swallow the essence of the heavens and the earth. You can't bear the fluctuations caused by the energy."

After saying that, the old man stopped talking, lowered his eyes, and stared at the empty fishing rod, with a tired look on his brows again.

"Thank you senior."

Shi Lan saluted respectfully, approached the crane carefully, and climbed onto its back.

call--

The crane spread its wings, and a majestic air wave swept across, like a thunderbolt rising into the sky, across the sky, heading straight for the lunar star.

As the distance drew closer, a chilling coercion became clearer.

On the crane's wings flowed a black and white mysterious light, like a heavenly knife pierced the sky, broke through the cold fog surrounding the lunar star, and landed on a wasteland with Shi Lan.

Shi Lan jumped down, thanked the crane, and scanned the surrounding world.

The earth was full of pits and hollows, with dark red blood scabs congealed, mixed in the dust, and turned into dark red frozen soil, and the air was filled with a faint smell of blood.

I don't know how long it has been since the great war that took place on this star, but the killing intent has not dissipated so far.

Time was running out, Shi Lan didn't waste time, and ran towards the wreckage of the palace with all his strength. The space nodes between the sky and the earth were extremely disordered, and they were turned into a paste by the powerful energy tide, so they had to rely on their legs to travel.

As the distance drew closer, the spiritual blood in Shi Lan's body began to agitate, which was an instinctive desire for powerful power.

(End of this chapter)