Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Empty?

Yes, after the thick coffin plate was opened, there was nothing in the coffin.

Clean and empty.

Xiao Chen was somewhat suspicious of his eyesight. This place was identified as the tomb of the first Tianwu Emperor for almost 20,000 years.

But there is really nothing in it, wait with the old dragon, solemnly tell himself, don't let people open it.

There's nothing in it, it won't open, what's the difference?

Xiao Chen glanced at Chu Chaoyun: “You knew that there was nothing in it? ”

Chu Chaoyun laughed softly: “If there was any inheritance, when the Emperor Tianwu was overthrown, it would have been opened to save the Emperor from the overthrow. Those big people, too, came to take it away, how can it be your turn and mine? ”

Xiao Chen couldn't believe it: “But the old dragon, vowed to keep Dandan here for years without knowing how many years, nothing, what do you want it to guard? ”

Chu Chaoyun kicked the coffin with his mouth open: “It's not like there's nothing there. It's said that this coffin, or the first heavenly martial arts emperor, made it himself. The commemorative significance is pretty good. The old dragon is loyal, the guard is just a symbol. ”

In his words, he was full of disrespect for this first generation of Tianwu Emperor. Not at all, as an ancestor, not a bit of respect.

Xiao Chen still felt strange for a while, and this result was too unexpected for him.

Tangtang's first Tianwu Emperor's tomb, there was nothing, he flew into the blown tomb.

The tomb palace is quite intact, full of ancient Martial Dynasty style, he carefully weighs around. The construction of the tomb palace is neither complex nor spacious.

In a small tomb palace, surrounding walls, all solid, there are no secret passages and secret rooms.

On the wall, some murals were engraved. Xiao Chen caressed them carefully and felt a sharp sword. After the overthrow of the dynasty, to date, more than 20,000 loads have been loaded, and the sword will remain sharp.

If Xiao Chen is not now very strong, his own knife cultivation has reached an unprecedented level, it is difficult to say that he is unharmed.

In addition to sharpness, Xiao Chen felt the ease of the sword master in this sword. In other words, these murals are the owners of swords, left at will and have no special significance.

Xiao Chen stopped and watched carefully on the mural. The mural had been obscured for a long time. Covered up most of it by dust.

From the trajectory of the sword, Xiao Chen can feel that this mural is the owner of the sword. It is made with a sword engraved on it.

His eyes searched and, with a sharp sense, he found the origin of the mural.

Then, walk up and down, close your eyes, and point your left hand at the pen.

Speak for the soldiers!

The right hand pinched the trick, reaching out a little, the dust in the tomb palace, the light, under Xiao Chen finger as the soldier's control, condensed into a shadow of a man holding a long sword.

In the midst of the meditation, Xiao Chen seemed to see the image of the sword master dancing with his sword 20,000 years ago.

He followed the starting point of the mural, walking one step forward, his right hand constantly changing his technique.

Shh shh shh shh shh!

There are people who gather dust, dance with swords, and show off a set of swords. He seemed to repeat 20,000 years ago, the sword master's movements, sword waving and dancing, sword light gorgeous and elegant.

The sword method is not very brilliant, but the spilled and casual temperament, 20,000 years apart from the light shadow, can still be clearly felt.

In the tomb palace, the sword swept back and forth, causing the dust on the wall to fall off.

The mural revealing the true face of Lushan, like an infected, painted figure, one came alive and danced with it.

Throughout the tomb palace, the sword and shadow burst into flames, and the sound of silence continued unabated.

Distant histories, realistic images, intertwined, intricate, in the tomb palace, struggling to turn the stars, as if time and space had been reversed.

Above the ground, Chu Dynasty Cloud, his face was a little strange after seeing the sword shadow of the tomb palace.

In his left and right body, suddenly two light shadows emerged, black and white, with a long sword in his hand, moving simultaneously. Derivative swordsmanship, like in the tomb palace, is generally no different.

In the shadow of this sword, Xiao Chen found a familiar feeling. He recognized the sun-like light at three points in the sea, shaking constantly, and flashing wildly.

In the sea of knowledge, like the sun, there is a strong ray of light.

Xiao Chen walked slowly, walking one step at a time, feeling the sword in the sword's heart, constantly refining his sword.

Walking to the end of the mural, refers to the figure of the soldier gathered, smiled slightly, nodded, seemed very satisfied with the mural he said he had made, took the sword and rose to the sky.

Chu Chaoyun looked up at the shadow of the man who had gone to the sky. He muttered to himself: “If you are so powerful and so ancient, why leave this great dynasty behind and let go! ”

Whoosh

Black and white two light shadows, integrated into the body of Chu Chaoyun, he reached out a finger, the light shadow rising in the sky, was directly torn, and turned into countless dust dissipation.

In the tomb palace, Xiao Chen did not know the look of Chu Chaoyun, and he was finely understanding what was gained from the mural.

It is almost certain that the mural was left behind by the first Tianwu Emperor, who acted freely and breathed heavily, constituting this resumption of the painting.

Xiao Chen thought thoughtfully, aware of the sun-like light points in the sea, is a force that can be realized through the knife domain after entering the knife channel.

Known as the power of the knife, he felt a similar power of the sword in the sword of the first Emperor Tianwu.

But the sword power of the first Tianwu Emperor was much stronger than his, and it could not be overstated by the dripping of water and the sea.

As such, his choices in the knife domain are correct, and as a knife, he should be knife dominated and domain supplemented.

The role of the knife domain for knives is to cultivate the power of these knives.

Xiao Chen reappeared on the ground in a flash, looking at Chu Chaoyun: "Thank you for doing this, otherwise I wouldn't have known my sword more clearly. ”

Chu Chaoyun smiled faintly: “You don't have to thank me for my careless actions. Though I should thank you for making it clearer that the owner of this tomb is an abomination. ”

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Xiao Chen saw in the eyes of Chu Chaoyun a resentment towards the first generation of Heavenly Martial Emperor.

Leaving behind a fake tomb, he scammed to death and left, not his descendants, not his own dynasty, no wonder Chaoyun hated him.

Where did the first heavenly Martial Emperor go?

Leaving this place of exile? Or, he wasn't even from this place of exile, he just went to the person he was supposed to be.

Why would Xiao Chen think that, because Xiao Chen felt that this first generation of Tianwu Emperor, a little too strong, was much more powerful than all the ancient warriors in Kunlun.

And that strange fire, Xiao Chen felt that the fire, probably like he got the snowflake, was born out of chaos.

It's just that the fire is already very powerful, and the snowflake he gets is very weak, and he's just as eager to nurse as a baby.

Xiao Chen calmed down and said, “Chu Chaoyun, what purpose did you bring me here for? Can you say now? Tell me the whereabouts of King Thunder are unknown, and blow up the tomb. What is it you want to say? ”

Chu Chaoyun smiled: “With your smart mind, you should be able to think independently. Think about it. ”

Xiao Chen looked heavy and knew that Chu Chaoyun had led himself here. He was definitely not intentional and would not narrow down for no reason whatsoever.

His thoughts, spinning fast, flashed a bright light in his mind, rang four words, and flipped the tiger out of the mountains!