Strange world, I can seal the gods

Chapter 1290 Tomb Entrance
Facing Cui Yu's question, the old man scratched his head, his eyes full of uncertainty: "Is it an illusion? Maybe I am too old and weak to feel it right."

But he is a supreme monk, how could he have an illusion?
But he could not see anything wrong with Cui Yu standing in front of him. To hide from his detection and make him unable to see any flaws, he must be at least a strong man in the Hunyuan realm, and the Cui Yu in front of him could never be a strong man in the Hunyuan realm. The reincarnation aura of Cui Yu could not deceive people, and could not be disguised.

"Let's go." The old man thought he had sensed it wrong, and then led the way.

Cui Yu didn't think any more and followed the old man through mountains and rivers, through dangerous places such as poison barriers, all the way to an unnamed hill. At the foot of the hill stood hundreds of graves of varying sizes. The graves looked very new, as if the people had just died not long ago.

"This is the core area of ​​our Corpse-Driving Academy. After practicing the formula, all the disciples of the Corpse-Driving Academy will find a coffin and bury themselves to absorb the mysterious power of heaven and earth for practice." The old man looked at Cui Yu and explained to Cui Yu slowly: "Everyone in the world practices the way of heaven, the way of earth, and the way of gods, but our Corpse-Driving Academy practices the way of the flesh. It can absorb the essence of the sun and the moon, and can draw the turbid evil spirits of the earth. After practicing, you will have infinite magical powers and infinite methods, and possess infinite abilities. Of course, the Corpse-Driving Academy is also the best person to explore tombs, because the Corpse-Driving Academy practices the way of the flesh, which is naturally restraining to those zombies. Therefore, our Corpse-Driving Academy is often responsible for exploration. Even if we die because of exploration, we are not afraid. Our Corpse-Driving Academy practices the magical formula. As long as the flesh exists, the corpse can be transformed into a zombie and come back to life."

As he spoke, the old man kicked the tombstone beside him. The next moment, the soil behind the tombstone rolled, and a coffin emerged from the soil. The next moment, the coffin lid opened, and a middle-aged man with a pale face crawled out of the coffin stiffly. He bowed respectfully to the old man and said, "Ancestor, are you looking for me?"

"How many years have you been practicing?" the old man asked slowly.

"Reporting to the ancestor, I have been practicing for more than fifty-seven years." The middle-aged man replied quickly.

"Fifty-seven years? Even the direction of the coffin is wrong. Do you need me to remind you of such a small problem?" The old man pointed at the middle-aged man and cursed.

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man quickly turned his head to look at his own coffin, then slapped it with his palm, rotating it 160 degrees, and apologized to the old man repeatedly.

The old man snorted coldly when he heard this: "If you do it again, I will bury you underground forever, and you will never come out again."

The middle-aged man kept bending and bowing, then jumped into the coffin. The soil on the ground rolled and the coffin sank. Soon the soil automatically gathered to form a mound.

"I'm sorry to embarrass you, but this is how our Corpse Driving Academy works. On weekdays when there are no missions, everyone lies in the coffin to practice, and only crawls out of the coffin when there are missions." The old man sighed and sat on a grave nearby: "It's because these guys stay underground so often that their brains don't work very well."

At this point, the old man looked at Cui Yu and took out two books from his arms: "These two books record the methods of my Corpse-Driving Academy. They are the formulas you practiced when you were alive. If you die one day and your body is lucky enough to be preserved, I, the ancestor, will teach you the methods after your death. The formulas of my Corpse-Driving Academy are not difficult to practice, but it is easy to get started but difficult to master. Since you have practiced the small Zhoutian and have a foundation, you can go back and figure out the formulas. I am going to sleep, so don't disturb me if you have nothing to do."

At this point, the old man seemed to remember something, patted his head, and then looked at Cui Yu: "Oh, there is something I forgot to tell you, remember to build a coffin for yourself, and follow the Feng Shui formation and burial secrets recorded in the book I taught you. Find a Feng Shui treasured place to bury yourself and wait for the sect to call you."

After saying this, he waved his hand, signaling Cui Yu to step back, then he stomped his feet, and the ground cracked open, revealing a coffin made of black jade. The old man jumped directly into the coffin, and then the coffin rolled and sank directly into the ground.

It just sank into the ground without even a mound of earth to form a grave.

"He really took the word 'Go' to the extreme. Not even a grave mound was left. This old fellow hid too deeply. It is obvious that he has already comprehended the great way of death to the extreme. He is about to move from death to vitality, and even the rebirth of flesh and blood is not far away. However, he is still hiding in the Corpse-Driving Academy as an ordinary and inconspicuous elder. I'm afraid he has big plans. What's worse, this old fellow must have done something shady in the past and got into some big trouble, so he hides his identity and dares not even take a pseudonym." Cui Yu looked at the grave that had completely disappeared, with a strange look in his eyes.

"This old guy must not have been an unknown person in the past, otherwise why would he be so cautious in hiding his identity?" Cui Yu walked to the side with the book, spread out the book in his hand, and read it carefully for a while. Cui Yu said with surprise: "It turned out to be the formula for refining corpses. These two formulas record two kinds of content. One seems to record the art of driving corpses, with mysterious techniques such as drawing talismans, black donkey hooves, and cinnabar to balance zombies. The second one is the formula for practicing qi. The formula is also very simple, which is to absorb the qi of corpses and the qi of the earth veins, refine oneself into a zombie, and then walk on the road of zombies."

However, Cui Yu looked at the formula in his hand, and his expression was very subtle, because how come this formula was similar to the formula he had left for the Great Demon God of Balance? No, it was not just similar, to be more precise, this formula should be called a simplified version, a simplified version of what he had left behind.

"How strange!" Cui Yu held two books in his hands, with a strange look in his eyes. He really wanted to ask this unreliable ancestor of the corpse-driving house whether there were many corpse-driving monks in the world, but he did not speak impulsively.

“These two mantras are a huge trap. They actually turned a living person into a corpse. It’s totally out of line. But this is also a great way. At least in this era, I am no longer troubled by the Five Qi of Decay. The Five Qi of Decay can no longer invade me at all. This can be regarded as true immortality. As long as I am not so unlucky, I can live peacefully forever.” Cui Yu collected the two books, then walked and disappeared among the mountains.

He already has his own righteous method, so why would he practice this simplified version of the corpse-driving technique?

His corpse ancestor avenue can control all kinds of corpses flawlessly, and can use corpses to practice flawlessly. How could he practice such a simplified version?

"However, the great way of Qigong practitioners has indeed been cut off. Those below the Heavenly Immortal can only accumulate mana for ten thousand years at most, and if they cannot break through the Heavenly Immortal Great Way, their mana will never increase even a little bit. My Great Way of Corpses is now operating together with the Heavenly Way between heaven and earth. If I switch to cultivating the Great Way of Corpses, I will definitely achieve great things in the future. However, if I want to cultivate the Great Way of Corpses, I must find the best corpse as my natal corpse. What I can achieve in the future depends entirely on the level of my natal corpse."

Countless thoughts flashed through Cui Yu's mind. If he turned to cultivate the way of corpses, he was a little worried that the old fellow Corpse Ancestor would secretly set a trap for him. If he accidentally jumped in, he would become the other party's stepping stone. That would be a lot of trouble.

"What is the origin of Corpse Ancestor?"

Cui Yu felt that the most important thing for him now was to find out the origin of Corpse Ancestor. He suddenly felt that the pit dug by this old fellow Corpse Ancestor was not ordinary big. This fellow's evil hands spanned ancient and modern times, and he had no idea how many big plans he had made. He was simply the number one evil hand in the world.

“Why didn’t the founder Hongjun and the other saints strangle him back then? Instead, this old guy was allowed to survive. Such evildoers should be beaten to death directly.” Cui Yu’s eyes showed helplessness.

Cui Yu casually stuffed the cultivation formula into his sleeve, scanned the surroundings with his eyes, and when he realized that no one was secretly watching, he transformed into the form of the Five Decay Insects and headed towards the back mountain.

Instead of staying here to practice this deceptive thing, it is better to go directly to the back mountain to look for the tombs of immortals and gods.

At the same time, he thought of the 'nameless' ancestor. This nameless ancestor seemed to be walking the path of 'corpse'. Could it be that he also fell into the pit of the Corpse Ancestor?
Countless thoughts flashed through Cui Yu's mind, and his eyes were filled with wonder. The old guy had already turned from Yin to Yang, and was not far from the state of pure Yang energy being born from flesh and blood. Even if the Corpse Ancestor was planning something, he shouldn't have raised such a real dragon, right? Unless he was the one who planned it.

But Cui Yu thought about it and it didn't make sense. If the other party was the one who planned it, he shouldn't have this level of cultivation. If he wanted to plan for eternity, he must at least have the cultivation level of the Hunyuan realm.

Cui Yu thought about it for a long time but still couldn't figure it out, but he knew that there must be something wrong with this old guy, and it must be a big problem.

Cui Yu transformed into the Five Decaying Insects and shuttled through the back mountain, searching for dragons and veins according to the terrain of the back mountain. An hour later, Cui Yu appeared on the surface of the lake, his body like a feather, standing quietly on the water.

"According to the layout of the plow and the stars, the mysterious tomb should be here. But if we want to find the entrance to the tomb, we have to wait until night." Cui Yu disappeared into the water and when he reappeared he had returned to the dormitory, thinking about how to dig the ancient tomb.

Time passed by little by little, and with the setting sun, Cui Yu's figure flashed and when he reappeared he was already on the water.

There was a bright moon hanging high in the sky, but there was no reflection of the moon in the lake. Instead, the Big Dipper was reflected in the water.

Logically speaking, a large lake with a radius of thousands of meters should have reflected everything about the sun, moon, stars and the universe. However, when looking closely at the water surface, there is no starry sky, only the Big Dipper hanging. At this time, the water surface where the Big Dipper was reflected was distorted, and turned into seven whirlpools, drawing in the power of the seven stars between heaven and earth, and taking in the endless essence of the seven stars into it, leading it into deeper depths.

“The Southern Dipper controls life, the Northern Dipper controls death. This is for the living. For the dead zombies, life is death, and death is life. The death energy of the Northern Dipper is the true supreme nutrient and the real vitality.” Cui Yu took one step at a time, avoiding the seven whirlpools from a distance.

This is a big pit in the star-paving pattern. If you think that the seven whirlpools are the passages into the tomb, then you will fall directly into the pit. The pit is a place where murderous intent gathers. Even if a great immortal falls into it, he will die.

Cui Yu carefully observed the changes in the Feng Shui pattern, and after a long time he took a breath of cold air: "This seems to be a tomb of the Daluo level!"

He is the ancestor of corpses, and the strange sights in the tombs of the world cannot be hidden from his eyes. At this time, Cui Yu looked up at the stars and the mountains and rivers, and felt the invisible breath between heaven and earth, and he couldn't help showing a touch of movement.

“The tomb of a Daluo-level being will be of great benefit to me.” Cui Yu was excited, and turned into the Five Qi of Decay, constantly wandering between heaven and earth. At this time, red mist sprayed out from the seven whirlpools on the water surface, spreading in all directions, but Cui Yu's Five Qi of Decay passed through the red mist like a breeze on the face, without causing the slightest discomfort.

The Five Qi of Decay transformed by Cui Yu kept circling between heaven and earth, constantly observing the direction of the veins between heaven and earth. Even though he was the ancestor of the Five Qi of Decay and the ancestor of corpses, he was not the ancestor of the earth, so it was not easy for him to find dragons and explore their veins.

Especially the killing plan set up by a great immortal, which contains all kinds of confusing and tempting situations. Even Cui Yu dare not be careless and needs to observe and refute carefully.

"No, this place is wrong! The Feng Shui pattern here is repetitive!"

"The feng shui pattern here is a trap!"

"The Feng Shui tomb here is a killing situation!"

……

Cui Yu transformed into the Five Elements of Decay and kept wandering between heaven and earth. He stared at the overall situation of the mountains and rivers below, constantly making calculations, with a hint of caution in his eyes.

Never underestimate the power of the Feng Shui formation. The Feng Shui formation can draw on the power of the Nine Netherworld, the Yellow Spring, and the earth, and on the sun, moon, and stars. It is definitely not weaker than any other formation in the world.

Or, the Feng Shui formation was originally a kind of formation. However, in the end of the world, the formation has lost its effect, while the Feng Shui formation, with the help of the power of the sun, moon, stars and rivers, has an incomparable means, and it shines brightly in the end of the world.

“It’s just that the gods now occupy the mountains and rivers, and have the power of the sun, moon and stars. Even a Feng Shui formation is difficult to set up. The formation on the mountain behind Xieyue Temple is guarded by the tomb of immortals. The tomb of immortals is full of terrifying and ominous power. If the gods dare to come here, they will definitely be absorbed by the corpses of the immortals and turned into nutrients.” Cui Yu sighed in his heart. He is worthy of being a great cultivator in the glorious Qi training era. Even after his death, he can still dominate the era of gods.

Suddenly at a certain moment, Cui Yu's eyes lit up, and he looked towards an inconspicuous little mound of earth. His figure flashed and appeared on the mound.

The mound is not high, only ten meters, but there is a cypress tree on it, which is lush and unusual.

(End of this chapter)