Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Wuxian looked at the old man in front of her, who was in a coffin, with white hair, wrinkles all over his face, loose skin wrapped around his bones, and skinny as if he had no flesh and blood.

She looked at the old man and knew his identity.

Bai Nian Gu's father, the previous Supreme Emperor of the Youxuan Kingdom, was said to have been buried three thousand years ago, and the whole country of Youxuan Kingdom mourned.

Wuxian felt that her pores were standing up, and a chill kept seeping into her skin.

This was not the first time she came to this sacred mountain. In two years, this was almost her seventh time to this sacred mountain.

Wuxian had observed and comprehended more than a hundred Supreme Dao bones, but in front of this old man, the previous generation of Youxuan Emperor, Bai Cangyang, she could not feel any Dao bone aura.

However, Wuxian practiced the Ten Thousand Bones Killing Immortal Art, as long as it was a corpse, she could feel the aura in it and use it to comprehend the Tao.

But Wuxian could not detect the slightest smell of corpse on Bai Cangyang.

Bai Cangyang in front of her was obviously lifeless and had fallen.

A terrifying thought emerged in Wuxian's mind, that is, Bai Cangyang was still alive.

Alive! ?

It was not the first time that Wuxian had such a thought, but every time it arose, she dispersed it.

How is it possible!

How could a dead supreme being still be alive?

Could it be that the Youxuan Divine Country has a secret method to bring back the dead? This is even more impossible, even more incredible than Bai Cangyang being alive.

Wuxian looked at Bai Cangyang, with a trace of doubt and confusion in her eyes.

She had an urge to open the coffin, so she reached out.

"Girl, what are you doing?" Suddenly, a voice sounded, Wuxian's palm paused slightly, and immediately retracted it, with his hands behind his back.

She turned to look at Tianxu Taoist, "Old Taoist, what are you doing here?"

The old Taoist looked at Wuxian with a strange expression, "I say, you witch, you are not going to dig up people's coffins, are you? Tsk tsk tsk, old Taoist, I often hear that although the Holy Demon Palace is a demon, the demons also have their own magic ways. This kind of thing of digging people's graves is really unscrupulous and violates the magic ways of the Holy Demon Palace."

Wuxian's delicate face was cold at this moment. She was not polite to the old Taoist, "A liar dares to say the word unscrupulous?"

"I think, old Taoist, you have stayed in the forbidden law prison for too short a time. Why don't you stay in the Wanmo Prison of my Holy Demon Palace for a while after you leave the Youxuan Zuhuang Mausoleum?" Wuxian sneered, and her eyes were filled with more coldness.

The old Taoist's face changed slightly, and he waved his hand quickly, smiling awkwardly: "Saintess, you are too polite. I, the old Taoist, don't like to enter the Holy Demon Palace."

As he spoke, his eyes also fell on Bai Cangyang.

"This is Bai Nian Gu's father, the supreme of the previous generation of Youxuan Divine Kingdom." He stared at the coffin and said: "The old Taoist is going to comprehend the restrictions, girl, don't disturb me!"

Wuxian snorted coldly and said no more.

She looked at Bai Cangyang's coffin, and her heart was still lingering.

The old Taoist's eyes evolved a kind of magical power to peek at the restrictions on Bai Cangyang's coffin.

Wuxian retreated a hundred meters, performed the seal, gathered stones into a bed, and sat cross-legged on it.

She had not yet fully comprehended the more than two hundred supreme Taoist bones in the Ten Thousand Bones Diagram, but only imprinted them in her heart.

When Wuxian was practicing, a strange phenomenon appeared behind her, and more than sixty white bones appeared behind her.

There were more than 200 supreme bones, but now there are only 60 left.

The Ten Thousand Bones Immortal Killing Technique she practiced was extraordinary in the first place, but it was also not a weak way to comprehend the bones of the world, and the white bone way was not a weak way. It was almost impossible for ordinary cultivators to practice it.

These 60 white bone virtual images were formed by the condensation of more than 200 supreme bones, plus the previous 9,000 bones, and 9,200 white bone Dao bones that Wuxian had comprehended until now.

When there was only one white bone left in the virtual image behind her, she had already crossed the edge of the Hedao.

After all, how could even ten thousand Yuanying Zhenjun compare with a supreme?

Although the Ten Thousand Bones Immortal Killing Technique was called Ten Thousand Bones, in fact, those who practiced this technique almost all chose to refine ten thousand bones into one in the Hedao realm, and then merged into the white bone way and touched the reincarnation of the great way.

Wuxian practiced, Tianxu glanced at it, and didn't care.

He is much older than Wuxian, and he is a very thick-skinned person. He will not get angry with Wuxian.

Tianxu turned his head and looked at Bai Cangyang, "I wonder what kind of restrictions the previous Youxuan Divine Emperor set!"

During this period, he saw too many restrictions, but as he said in the inheritance he got, all changes remain the same. He is observing the prosperity and core of so many restrictions and formations.

His formation cultivation is now advancing by leaps and bounds, and his realm has even touched the threshold of breakthrough in the past three years.

But Tianxu always feels that something is missing, so he dare not slack off.

If he can be in this Youxuan ancestorIf he could break through the imperial mausoleum, then it would be worth it for him to risk his life and death by encountering Bai Nian Gu before entering the Youxuanzu imperial mausoleum.

He observed the restriction, and his hands kept condensing. There was a hazy light in his hands, and in this hazy light, there were array patterns. These array patterns had no rules, and they could not be connected into a large array. Tianxu seemed to have laid them casually.

However, if Qin Xuan saw it, he would definitely find that Tianxu's action this time... was actually to create an array.

Tianxu was the descendant of the array fairy, and he knew more than thousands of large arrays, but now, he had to take the initiative to create an array.

Tianxu knew very well that the array inherited by the array fairy was not the array he created after all.

Every array master who reached the pinnacle of the array has a large array created by himself, which is unique.

Others, after all, belong to others. Even if they are inherited by the array fairy, they may not be as handy as the large array created by themselves.

The most important thing is that Tianxu was awakened by Qin Xuan's instantaneous breaking of the formation. In the current world of cultivation, many formations left by his master have ways to be broken. Although he doesn't know how Qin Xuan knew the formation he practiced before, if there is really an enemy like Qin Xuan, how can Tianxu survive?

The formation of the formation cultivator was instantly broken, what power can the formation cultivator use?

Compared with mana and magical powers, how can he compare with those geniuses in the world of cultivation?

Tianxu had already had a feeling in his heart. After Qin Xuan's instantaneous breaking of the formation, the idea of ​​creating his own formation had already arisen.

He had an ambition in his heart, wanting to create a unique formation, like his master, who left a large formation, even if he became an immortal, people in later generations would still not be able to break it.

Unfortunately, it is easy to learn a formation, but it is difficult to create one.

For two full years, Tianxu had been observing and comprehending for a long time, but it was still just an outline, and even the shadow of the formation had never emerged.

Tianxu retracted his pupil technique, and suddenly, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the restriction on Bai Cangyang's coffin.

"If this restriction is touched, it shouldn't trigger anything." Tianxu smiled, somewhat confident. He already had some experience, and it wasn't the first time.

A little spiritual light fell on the restriction, and in an instant, the restriction roared, waking Wuxian up and looking at Tianxu.

"Old Taoist, what are you doing!" Wuxian was a little annoyed and glared at him.

Tianxu turned his head and hurriedly said, "Nothing, just testing the perception. Only sound will not trigger the power of the restriction!"

As he spoke, Tianxu seemed to see Wuxian's dull expression, especially his pupils, which actually gave rise to fear, as if he had seen a ghost. In fact, even if he really saw a soul, Wuxian would not be so pale.

Tianxu turned his head with some doubts and looked in the direction of Wuxian's gaze.

Suddenly, the blood on his face disappeared in an instant. Tianxu looked at Bai Cangyang, opened his mouth slightly, and beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

In the coffin, Bai Cangyang's wrinkled face, his tightly closed eyes, had opened a crack at some point, and then the crack became larger and larger, revealing Bai Cangyang's complete eyes.

This former Supreme God Emperor of the Youxuan Divine Kingdom, who had been buried and had no life, and was known to the entire Moyun Star.

Alive!

In the tomb of the Youxuan Ancestor Emperor, there is actually a...

Living Supreme!