Chapter 131 Zhuang Zhoumeng
Xie Que couldn't help but tremble in his heart. From here, he could only see ruins on the seabed.
But I didn’t expect it to have such a shocking origin!
This bronze plaque is stained with rust, giving people a sense of vicissitudes of time.
Surrounding this plaque was a piece of ruins, as if it had been destroyed like a divine punishment, but this plaque was the only one left intact.
Xie Que looked behind the ruins and saw an ordinary palace appearing behind it.
The hall is not very tall, it is somewhat similar to a Taoist temple.
But it is not even as good as the Heguang Temple that Xie Que has seen, and it looks a bit shabby.
It seemed to be only ten feet tall, but it still stood tall among the ruins.
It gave Xie Que a sense of eternity that although it was tattered, it was rooted in the long river of time.
Countless crimson seaweeds climbed on the outer walls of the palace.
There is no life on this seabed, but it gives people a different kind of vitality.
"Could this really be the dojo of Demon Master Kunpeng?" Xie Que felt like a dream.
Demon Master Kunpeng, he also saw and heard about it in ancient books.
It is said that Kunpeng lives at the end of the North Sea and is the master of all demons.
Their bodies are thousands of miles tall. When they spread their wings, they can cover the sky and the sun. They can reach the nine heavens in an instant. They are the most powerful creatures since the beginning of the world.
But he didn't expect that today he would be able to see his dojo at the bottom of this deep abyss.
Although Xie Que had already been mentally prepared, he would not be surprised if there was a corpse of a god here.
But when I saw this "demon master's dojo", I was still extremely shocked.
If Kunpeng's body was here, what kind of entries could he find?
However, what makes Xie Que a little confused is that the rumored Kunpeng spreads its wings for ninety thousand miles. Could such a small palace be able to accommodate its body?
Or is there another universe in this palace, containing a world?
Burying the doubts in his heart, Xie Que couldn't help but take a deep breath of sea water and look at the death trial diagram in his mind.
If there really is Kunpeng's body, I don't know if the Death Judgment Chart will be effective.
Even if there is, there may be some problems due to the long time since death.
Jude Tulu, let me see where your limits are!
At this moment, the bronze plaque in front of him shone like a black light, which was extremely eye-catching at the bottom of the deep sea.
Xie Que's mind couldn't help but condense, and his body involuntarily turned into a four-meter giant. The martial arts will of the three surrounding Orca, Golden-winged Dapeng and Mighty King Bodhisattva quickly gathered.
Unexpectedly, a miniature black dragon emerged from the black light.
Xie Que's face was startled, this was actually Dahei.
"Hey! Boss, we meet again." Dahei's iconic voice came into Xie Que's mind.
Big black? Countless doubts suddenly emerged in Xie Que's heart.
There were many questions he wanted to ask him before, including where Dahei was now, the mystery of the shark and the bronze coffin, which were still a thorn in his heart.
Just when Xie Que was about to raise the question in his mind, Dahei chuckled.
"Don't talk to me. This is just a residual thought of mine. I will wake up naturally after sensing the power of your energy and blood, boss."
Xie Que couldn't help but swallow the words that reached his throat and listened quietly to Dahei's words.
"The coffin must have exploded, right? I wonder if it scared that old thief Feng Zidu!"
"Although I can't beat him, I still have to make him sick at least."
Xie Que thought that this was actually a trap set by Dahei for Feng Zidu.
But now it seems that Feng Zidu only sent some men here to make his plan fall through.
"But with his cultivation level, I'm afraid he can see the nature of this coffin at a glance."
"That coffin was made by me using the Silver Dragon King's Nine Tribulations Demonic Pill to suppress the fate of the country for hundreds of years during the Great Zhou Dynasty."
"Boss, after you get the dragon energy transformed from the national destiny, you should self-destruct within ten days and a half."
Xie Que suddenly felt helpless. No wonder Dahei told him not to touch the bronze coffin.
Although it was a little different from what I imagined, it was indeed a dangerous item.
Even though the power in this demon pill has decreased a lot in the past thousand years, the self-destruction power of the Nine Tribulations Demon Pill is not something that he can withstand.
Unexpectedly, Dahei would play such a trick. He listened quietly and Dahei smiled again:
"As for the Demon Master's dojo here, I just discovered it by accident."
"If you, boss, can see my phantom, you must have discovered the secret of those two fragments."
"Boss, I recognize your strength, but there are many dangers involved."
"Even with my half-step Yang Shen cultivation, the laughter in my head still lingers, as if it wants to wipe out my Yin Shen."
Xie Que's brows furrowed, and there was a sense of complacency in his tone when he said this.
It was as if he was showing off his cultivation.
However, Xie Que was indeed a little surprised. He didn't expect Dahei to have reached the realm of half-step Yangshen hundreds of years ago.
Even so, he said he was no match for Feng Zidu.
But that laughter...
Xie Que recalled that before he saw the plaque, a strange and hoarse laughter appeared in his ears.
Along with this, Dagon's shadow seemed to appear in front of his eyes.
Fortunately, the Death Judgment Diagram paid the price of a piece of divinity to completely erase it.
Although Xie Que felt a little sad about the loss of his divinity, he also knew that at this moment, his priority was to save his life.
"Dahei, I'll call you back first! Boss, be careful!"
After saying that, the big black shadow dispersed along with the big black light.
Xie Que exhaled, Dahei brought him a lot of information.
Not only did it solve the problem about the bronze coffin, it also gave him an indirect understanding of the strength of Dahei and Feng Zidu.
Both of them actually surpassed the Tao hundreds of years ago, and now they are at least Yang Shen Zhenjun.
However, where the conflict between the two came from was still a question in Xie Que's mind.
Could it be that as Dahei said before, Feng Zidu had a mental problem and wanted to eat the Silver Dragon King after eating him?
Keeping this doubt deep in his heart, Xie Que took a look at the plaque.
He used his energy to sense the surroundings, but found nothing wrong.
He stretched out his hand to touch the bronze plaque, and a cold, metallic feeling came from his hand.
Xie Que exerted a little force, but the plaque did not move at all.
Although there is an unknown number of meters of seabed here, the water pressure is as high as thirty to fifty meters of water.
But he couldn't lift this human-sized plaque, and Xie Que couldn't help but be a little surprised.
Even though he exerted all his strength, the plaque still lay quietly on the ruins, motionless.
He couldn't help but give up, glanced around, and finally looked at the palace standing among the ruins.
Red algae covers the hall, but it feels full of vitality, like endless vitality.
Perhaps all the reasons and answers to all questions are hidden in that palace.
Xie Que worked hard, and the power of Qi and blood continued to push his body behind him.
He was like a swimming fish, swimming quickly towards the palace.
But Xie Que discovered that no matter how he swam forward, the distance between the palace and the palace seemed to be only a thousand meters away.
Not near, not far, not big, not small.
That palace is like a virtual image, unreachable and elusive.
Xie Que couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in his heart, as if he had just had a dream.
Now it's like waking up from a dream.
He stopped and glanced around.
Finally, Xie Que's eyes fell on the plaque.
Xie Que couldn't help but be stunned.
Because he discovered that on the plaque, the black light that disappeared due to the dissipation of Dahei's thoughts actually appeared on it again.
"See you!"
A quiet, clear, dreamlike voice resounded in Xie Que's mind.
Countless bubbles rose up around Xie Que, and they burst instantly.
When his vision became clear again, he actually appeared next to a quiet pond.
In front of Xie Que's eyes, a pair of clear and bright eyes appeared. Their owner was an old Taoist with a slim figure.
The old Taoist priest was holding a fishing rod, and he was wearing an ancient Taoist robe, if not from today. His thick black hair was casually spread around his head, but his eyes were bright and full of energy.
"In the past, I dreamed of butterflies, and suddenly I woke up, and I was surrounded by butterflies."
"Both the guest and I have woken up from our dreams, and the old Taoist Zhuang Zhou has bowed his head to the guest."