Yang Dingtian landed on the Imperial Mausoleum Island!
This island was about a few hundred miles. The island was filled with dense forests and a huge mountain.
This middle-aged woman brought Yang Dingtian to a lake in the middle of the island, and then jumped into the middle of the lake.
Yang Dingtian also jumped in, and then followed behind the woman, diving down.
After diving down for a few thousand meters, they suddenly saw a ferocious and mighty giant pincer stone sculpture.
The middle-aged woman drilled into the mouth of this giant pincer and continued to go deeper.
Yang Dingtian also followed in.
This giant pincer's mouth was an entrance, followed by a long tunnel.
Finally, they swam to the end of the tunnel and rushed out of the water. In front of them was a gloomy underground palace. Countless fireflies danced, and the night pearls on the walls emitted sparkling light.
This was the Imperial Mausoleum!
"Your Excellency Yang Dingtian, please follow me." The middle-aged woman said.
Then, the woman continued to lead the way in front!
This was really an incomparably huge maze. There were coffins everywhere, secret rooms everywhere, and mechanisms everywhere.
Moreover, even if he remembered the way, it was useless because the intersections here were constantly changing.
This was indeed a mausoleum left behind from ancient times!
It was just that this Imperial Mausoleum was too deserted.
From beginning to end, Yang Dingtian did not see many people at all.
Arriving in front of a stone door, the middle-aged woman said softly, "Please wait a moment."
Then, she stepped forward and gently knocked on the door.
"Swoosh!" The huge stone door opened, revealing a huge stone room inside.
… …
Inside the stone room, it was incomparably simple and crude.
There were a few stone coffins, and then there was a stone table, stone bench, stone bed, and stone box.
Apart from that, there was nothing, not even a mirror.
At this time, a woman was sitting on the stone bench. She was elegant and peerless, delicate and delicate. Her white clothes were whiter than snow, quiet and cold.
"Are you President Yang Dingtian?" The woman said.
"Yes!" Yang Dingtian said.
"I am the master of the Imperial Mausoleum, Dishi Bian!" The woman said.
Yang Dingtian was shocked. When he heard the name 'Dishi Bian', he always thought that it was a formidable man. Who would have thought that it was actually an elegant and peerless woman? Furthermore, she looked so weak that she would be blown away by the wind.
Yang Dingtian bowed and said, "Yang Dingtian greets Master Dishi!"
"En." Dishi Bian responded, and then fell into a long silence.
Then, the two fell into a long and awkward silence.
Perhaps because she had been silent for too long, she did not know how to communicate with people...
"May I ask where is Senior Mingkong?" Yang Dingtian inquired. He was just trying to find a topic to talk about.
This was because he only knew one person from the Mausoleum of the Supreme Emperor. She was Elder Mingkong, whom he had met during the Heavenly Law Union Conference. Naturally, she was on Wu Youming's side.
"I don't know." Dishi Bian said.
Yang Dingtian was stunned. As the master of the Imperial Mausoleum, how could he not know where his own elder was?
"Elder Mingkong is not a member of the Imperial Mausoleum. She was sent by the Vulture Palace to represent the Imperial Mausoleum in all kinds of public occasions. Of course, she is also responsible for delivering daily necessities to the Imperial Mausoleum." Dishi Bian said.
Yang Dingtian couldn't help but ask, "May I ask, Master Dishi Bian, how many people are there in the Imperial Mausoleum?"
Dishi Bian said, "Two, right in front of you!"
Yang Dingtian was shocked!
Just … just two people?
Yang Dingtian was greatly shocked!
The Imperial Mausoleum was a mysterious sect, second only to the Vulture Palace, and ranked fifth among the nine sects.
Earlier, when the Imperial Mausoleum's leader in Zhong Jing officially announced that they refused to sign the defense zone agreement, Yang Dingtian was prepared to send hundreds of thousands of troops to conquer them.
In the end … there were only two people!
Elder Mingkong, who was in charge of foreign affairs, was sent by the Vulture Palace.
No wonder the Imperial Mausoleum ignored Zhu Qingzhu's attack on Zhong Zhou State.
Because there were only two people, if they were sent to help, there would be no one at home.
Suddenly, Yang Dingtian thought of a name, Ancient Tomb Sect.
Then he thought of another name, Xiao Longnu.
Of course, the woman in front of him seemed to be older than Xiao Longnu.
But two hundred years ago, how did the Imperial Mausoleum enter the nine sects?
Yang Dingtian vaguely remembered that the master of the Imperial Mausoleum, Dishi Luo, was very powerful. In the Tiandō League, he seemed to be second only to Nihility Piao Ling. He made great contributions in the world-destroying war, so the Imperial Mausoleum was also included in the nine sects.
Yang Dingtian had to break the silence again, "May I ask, why is Master Dishi Bian looking for me?"
Dishi Bian said, "For the Netherworld Ghost Fire!"
Yang Dingtian said, "Please speak."
Dishi Bian said, "Two hundred years ago, my ancestor Dishi Luo and Wulingzi were best friends, and they went to look for the Netherworld Ghost Fire together.
In the end, Wulingzi begged my ancestor to give him the Netherworld Ghost Fire.
The two drew lots, and Wulingzi won, so the Netherworld Ghost Fire was his.
Then, the two agreed that the Netherworld Ghost Fire that bloomed two hundred years later would belong to the Imperial Mausoleum! "
Yang Dingtian said, "I remember others said that your ancestor's cultivation was not as good as Wulingzi's, so she did not get the Netherworld Ghost Fire."
Dishi Bian said, "My ancestor was already a Grandmaster at that time, and she got the Yin Fire of the Million Spirit Demon Fire."
Yang Dingtian was astonished and said, "Million Spirit Demon Flame?
Then two years ago, when the Million Spirit Demon Fire bloomed, why didn't you go to get it? "
Dishi Bian said, "I was going to go, but my mother passed away."
Yang Dingtian said, "I'm sorry for your loss."
Dishi Bian said, "It's nothing."
Yang Dingtian said, "You came to me this time to ask, do you want this Netherworld Ghost Fire?"
Dishi Bian said, "Yes."
Yang Dingtian said, "Then will Wulingzi of the Vulture Palace give it up?"
Dishi Bian said, "He went back on his word and wanted to give the Netherworld Ghost Fire to the Vulture."
Yang Dingtian was silent for a long time, and said, "Lord Dishi Bian, I want to respect the bet between you and Wulingzi.
I already have two or three Mystic Fires, so I shouldn't be greedy.
But in a few months, I will have a duel with Wu Youming. It concerns my life and death, and also the future of the Council of Light, so … I'm sorry! "
"Oh!" Dishi Bian said, "Then it's fine."
Then, Dishi Bian said to the middle-aged woman, "Aunt Leng, send the guest out."
Yang Dingtian was stunned!
It was that simple. She didn't refute, nor was she angry. She didn't even say a word. She just said, "Oh?"
"Sir Yang Dingtian, please!" Aunt Leng said, and then walked out.
Yang Dingtian couldn't help but walk outside.
The stone door closed, and in the large stone room, there was only Dishi Bian and a few coffins.
Then, Yang Dingtian vaguely heard a cough coming from inside.
Aunt Leng led Yang Dingtian out. When they reached the exit, the middle-aged woman suddenly turned around and knelt down.
"You, what are you doing? Please get up." Yang Dingtian said.
Not only did Aunt Leng not get up, she kept kowtowing.
"Sect Master Yang, please show mercy." Aunt Leng said, "This Netherworld Ghost Flame is related to my family's young lady's life. Sect Master Yang, please show mercy."
"Why do you say so?" Yang Dingtian asked.
"My family's young lady has Nine Yin Xuan Meridians. After she became an adult, she was tortured by Yin Fire and won't live for long. Only after swallowing the Netherworld Ghost Flame can she survive." Aunt Leng said, "Of course, there is another way, which is to merge Yin and Yang with a man!
However, my family's young lady has Nine Yin Xuan Meridians, one in a billion. It's impossible to find a man with Nine Yang Xuan Meridians. "
Suddenly, Yang Dingtian's heart jumped!
This Dishi Bian actually has Nine Yin Xuan Meridians?
After Yang Dingtian came to the Primal Chaos World, he had never seen anyone with Nine Yin or Nine Yang Xuan Meridians. Even Dongfang Bingling's number one talent only had Extreme Yin Xuan Meridians.
Moreover, there was one more thing, Yang Dingtian had Nine Yang Xuan Meridians.
"Also, even if you find a man with Nine Yang Xuan Meridians, it's useless.
My family's young lady has mysophobia and is unwilling to touch anyone. Even if she dies, she won't get close to a man. "Aunt Leng said," Therefore, this Netherworld Ghost Flame is her only life-saving thing.
Once she dies, the ancient Dishi clan will be completely extinct. "
Yang Dingtian was shocked and said, "The Dishi clan is from the ancient world?"
Aunt Leng said, "Yes, before the ancient world was destroyed!
The Dishi clan soaked their most talented clansmen in the unfreezing holy water, hoping to revive them after the calamity.
In the end, after the calamity, less than one in ten clansmen who were soaked in the unfreezing holy water survived. After thousands of years, only the young lady is left. The rest have all entered the coffin. "
Yang Dingtian was really shocked!
The Dishi clan was actually an ancient clan, the same as the Nihility clan.
However, the Nihility clan only accepted disciples, while the Dishi clan was actually a bloodline descendant.
No wonder Dishi Luo was so powerful, second only to the Nihility Piao Ling.
"Then how old is your young lady?" Yang Dingtian asked.
"Twenty-eight." Aunt Leng said.
Yang Dingtian couldn't help but recall her face and figure!
Although her figure was slim and graceful like a willow, it was still very thin.
"How is her cultivation?" Yang Dingtian asked.
"Four-star grandmaster." Aunt Leng said.
Yang Dingtian was shocked.
What?
Nani?
Twenty-eight years old?
Four-star grandmaster?
This, this, this is crazy!
With this cultivation, Dongfang Bingling and Yang Dingtian before the demonization were no match for her.
Although Wu Youming's cultivation was higher, he didn't know how old she was, and without a doubt, she didn't cultivate normally, so she couldn't be compared to Dishi Bian.
"My young lady, in a thousand years, is the only one with Nine Yin Meridians in the Dishi clan." Aunt Leng said, "Three years ago, she broke through to the grandmaster realm."
"Then, then did she swallow any Mystic Flame?" Yang Dingtian asked.
"No." Aunt Leng said.
"Then, then did she go to any secret realm?" Yang Dingtian asked.
"No, she never left the Imperial Mausoleum, and never went to the surface." Aunt Leng said.
Yang Dingtian felt his teeth turn cold.
Look at her, look at her!
She cultivated under the Imperial Mausoleum since young, without any fortuitous encounters, no Mystic Flame, and no secret realm, she cultivated to the grandmaster realm before the age of twenty-five.
In the Chaotic World, Yang Dingtian saw for the first time someone who was more talented than him, and also the first person who created more miracles than him.
He immediately closed his eyes slowly!
If this Dishi Bian swallowed the Netherworld Ghost Flame, what kind of breakthrough would her cultivation have?
Yang Dingtian could almost believe that within a few years, she would be able to break through to the half-saint realm!
If she were to stand on his side, how powerful would that be?
When the world-ending war arrives in the future!
On his side, he was probably the only one who could break through to the half-saint realm.
Although Naga Shuang was invincible in the world, the time she took to grow was too long.
Evil ways had at least three half-saints, or even four or five. They were simply too weak.
Yang Dingtian bowed deeply to Aunt Leng and said, "Please tell your lady that I will consider it!"
Aunt Leng kowtowed deeply and said, "Thank you, Sect Master Yang!"
…
Yang Dingtian left the Imperial Mausoleum, rushed out of the water, flew into the sky, rode on the Devil Eagle, and continued to fly south.
After leaving, Yang Dingtian could not help but turn back to look at the Imperial Mausoleum.
This trip took less than two hours!
It seemed calm, but in reality, it was a stormy sea.
Yang Dingtian really did not expect that there was actually an ancient family living here, a family as ancient as the Void Family.
Moreover, a top genius lived here.
A twenty-eight-year-old four-star grandmaster, it was truly shocking.
Yang Dingtian kept flying south, kept flying south!
Soon, he arrived at the Southern Barbarian Continent, where the Vulture Palace was located.
Originally, Yang Dingtian did not plan to enter the Vulture Palace and meet Wulingzi.
But after meeting Dishi Bian, he decided to meet Wulingzi!
Yang Dingtian flew into the Southern Barbarian Continent!
Soon, he flew into the huge black fog. Countless black vultures surged over and surrounded Yang Dingtian.
Yang Dingtian was riding on the Devil Eagle King!
After seeing these countless black vultures, not only did the Devil Eagle King not have the slightest fear, but it was arrogant and provocative. It flapped its wings and scraped past countless black vultures.
Soon, he flew out of the black fog guarded by countless black vultures and entered the fairyland-like Vulture Palace.
Lingxi led three people to ride the white crane to welcome Yang Dingtian and flew towards the ten-thousand-meter lonely mountain where Wulingzi lived.
Throughout the entire process, Lingxi did not say a word. Only his gaze was cold and incomparably sinister.
Yang Dingtian did not get down from the Devil Eagle to walk this time. Instead, he prepared to fly directly to the lonely mountain.
"Get down from the mount and walk up," Lingxi said coldly.
"Or else?" Yang Dingtian said.
"Or else?
Your legs can't walk, it's useless even if they grow. We'll chop them off for you, "Lingxi said coldly, then slowly pulled out his sharp sword.
Then, the three people behind him also pulled out their sharp swords.
"With just you guys?" Yang Dingtian said disdainfully and opened his palm.
Devil Spirit Demonfire Immobilization Art.
In an instant, Lingxi trio was completely unable to move. From the Mystic Meridians to the body, everything was imprisoned.
Yang Dingtian gently took Lingxi's sword and threw it down the mountain. He said indifferently, "Lingxi, you can't do it anymore. Don't seek your own death by provoking me."
Finished talking, Yang Dingtian flew straight to the top of the mountain.
… …
Landing at the top of the mountain, Yang Dingtian got down from the Devil Eagle King, walked into the thatched hut, and bowed deeply toward Wulingzi.
"Junior Yang Dingtian kowtows in salute to Senior Wulingzi!"
Even though he was rude to Lingxi, even though he hated Wulingzi in his heart, Yang Dingtian was still very polite!
"A scholar who has been away for three days must be seen in a new light." Wulingzi said with a gentle smile, "Of all the people in the world, you surprise me the most!
I misjudged him! "
Yang Dingtian bowed and said, "I dare not. May I ask Senior, what did you call this junior here for?"
"Two things. The first is the Netherworld Ghost Fire.
The second is Dishi Bian! "Wulingzi said!
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Note: The first update has been sent, I'll continue to write the second update.
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