Chapter 196 Tomb

The two mountain gods flew quickly down the mountain, riding on huge and sacred white cattle with four horns. The white fur was like sharp swords or rain capes. In the former human plateau region, these were revered and believed in as sacred cattle by the ancient people.

They were also fierce beasts with powerful strength. The two mountain gods called out softly, and clouds arose beneath the feet of these white beasts, and they galloped swiftly towards the direction where the anomaly had occurred. The strong man turned his head to look at the old man and said, "Yi Wang, what exactly is there?"

"That makes you so anxious?"

The old man named Yi Wang was anxious. Even though the speed of the fierce beast was already fast, he still couldn't help but want to go faster. Hearing his companion's question, he hesitated, and finally sighed and said, "King Yu entrusted the plains east of Chongwu Mountain to the Mountain Lord back then."

"The Mountain Lord then entrusted this matter to me. I asked him many times, but he refused to answer me. It wasn't until a thousand years ago, when I completed a task entrusted to me by the Mountain Lord, offered him good wine, and asked him while he was drunk, that he told me."

Yi Wang took a deep breath and said softly:

"There... is a grave."

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A grave?!

The strong man was slightly surprised. He had thought of many possibilities, perhaps it was a blessed land, perhaps some rare treasure that was hard to come by in a thousand years grew there, but he never expected that it would actually be someone's grave.

"Whose grave?"

"I don't know..."

"But since King Yu personally ordered it, it's probably someone from a very long time ago."

Yi Wang shook his head and replied. He saw the land shrouded in mist from afar, pinched the huge white bull under him with his legs, slowing down the fierce beast, turned to look at the strong man, and said, "Slow down, the formation here is powerful, but after all, I've watched it for so long, I know a little bit of the way."

"Follow me, don't get separated."

The strong man knew the danger, nodded cautiously, and drove the fierce beast forward.

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In another direction, a man in black robes flew forward as lightly as a feather, as if weightless, and quickly arrived at the misty place, standing on the treetop of a large tree, his eyes cold. There were several other people around him, and behind him was a bird and beast as huge as a small mountain.

It seemed to be a kind of divine eagle, but horns grew on its head.

This was a Gu Diao, also an extremely fierce beast in the Yumin Kingdom.

It was a variant species that only powerful clans would sign agreements with.

"The target is likely to be in front."

The man said in a low voice: "Following the king's order, this time, if we can't bring her back."

"Then we'll just have to let her never return to the Yumin Kingdom."

Everyone nodded in silence.

Although there were formations of mist and starlight ahead, the people of the Yumin Kingdom were naturally able to see through many formations. In their kingdom's capital, there was a line of writing, 'What the earth carries, between the six directions, within the four seas, illuminated by the sun and moon, guided by the stars, marked by the four seasons, and governed by Tai Sui.'

It was written personally by a human hero who had traveled far to the other side, as a testament to the Yumin Kingdom.

The wings on their backs unfolded, carrying them into the stars and mist.

This time, the formation was just the remnants of a real great formation, reactivated, so they maintained enough vigilance to be able to enter it. The Bo Long, who should have been waiting here, lost some vigilance because of this great formation, thinking of the food promised by Wei Yuan.

After struggling for a moment, the more he thought about it, the hungrier he became, and he quietly ran to hunt fierce beasts, tigers, and leopards to fill his stomach.

So the mountain god Yi Wang and the pursuers from the Yumin Kingdom met in the middle.

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"Who are you?! Why are you here?!"

Yi Wang raised his white eyebrows and looked at the man in black robes in front of him.

He saw that the latter was wearing clothes that concealed his appearance and carrying sharp swords. He subconsciously regarded these people from the Yumin Kingdom as the culprits who caused the great changes in his mountains, and the expression on his face was quite ugly, with undisguised hostility.

The strong mountain god named Sanwei next to him raised his hand and grabbed a heavy weapon.

Pointing it forward with a strong wind.

The man in black robes originally intended to ease the atmosphere when he saw the two mountain gods, but when he saw the hostility in the other party's expression as soon as they met, he frowned slightly. Suddenly, he thought that Feng Siyu had not been found. Could it be that the latter had come into contact with the gods, so she was being protected by the gods?

He remembered.

In the Yumin Kingdom's shrine, she was called a genius-like priestess, rare to come by in a thousand years by the previous generation of high priests. Therefore, they were required to forcibly bring Feng Siyu back, or kill her. If it was Feng Siyu, she could naturally distinguish between hostility and goodwill, and it seemed not impossible to befriend the gods in a short period of time.

The man said slowly:

"Hand over the person... You hid her here, right?"

Yi Wang was still a little drunk and didn't react for a moment, frowning.

The Sanwei mountain god next to him glanced at the old mountain man, his lips opening and closing silently.

They want to dig up the person buried here?!

The old mountain man's mouth twitched, and a burst of anger exploded in his heart.

This is not only planning to break the earth veins, but also planning to directly overturn his territory.

His face darkened and he said, "How dare you, mere people of Yumin, be presumptuous here?!"

"Do you know who that person is, and you still dare to say such things?"

The man said slowly, "It seems that we can't come to an agreement."

Yi Wang no longer answered, landed on the ground, and patted beside him. The white four-horned sacred bull suddenly became huge, like a mountain. The Sanwei mountain god also made his mount huge, with scarlet eyes, emitting a monstrous power, locking onto the Yumin people.

The man in black robes had cold eyes. The Gu Diao behind him howled and flapped its wings into the sky.

Then, a mass of blue-green flames fell from the back of the Gu Diao.

Turning into a crane-like bird, with red patterns, blue body, and white beak, emitting majestic flames.

That was a Bi Fang bird.

There were Bi Fang clans living in the area recorded in the Classic of Western Mountains, while the area recorded in the Classic of Overseas Southern was where the Bi Fang truly lived. The Classic of Overseas Southern was governed by the Fire God Zhurong, and the Bi Fang bird was an attendant of the Fire God.

It was precisely because of the Bi Fang bird and the Gu Diao that the man in black robes was not afraid of the two mountain gods.

Fierce flames, the roar of beasts, made the earth shake and the world change color faintly. Then, everyone failed to notice that there was a simple stone coffin between them, most of it still buried in the soil. Inside the stone coffin, Wei Yuan's eyes were slightly closed, and the Fetal Transformation Method was constantly running.

He himself didn't know how long had passed.

Only now was this body, which had been lying for full five thousand years, finally able to move as he wished.

Even though this body had long been stiff and dead, qi and blood still began to flow again. Fetal Transformation, this was a supportive divine power. After reaching great success, one could be a human, could be wood, could transform into a strange beast, could transform into a divine bird, and could transform into all things in the world at will, truly mastering the wonders of Zhou Tian's transformation.

It was also the origin of the transformation techniques written in the Journey to the West story.

Of course, it was also very useful for clearing blocked qi and blood, stiff tendons and bones, and arthritis.

Wei Yuan moved his wrist, feeling that he had finally recovered from the stiff, stone-like feeling. Suddenly, he heard a huge roaring sound coming through the ground, frowned slightly, and looked up to see that the stone coffin was actually covered by the Bo Long. The corners of his mouth twitched.

This guy…

Wouldn't he be reburying me?

Wei Yuan stretched out his right hand and pushed the stone coffin open with force.

At this time, two small mountain-like white sacred bulls raised their heads and let out a low roar, and began to charge. In the sky, the Gu Diao flapped its wings, and the shadows cast down covered the ground, while the Fire God's attendant, the Bi Fang bird, set off滔天的 flames.

Everything seemed like the ancient mythological era had come to the mountains and seas again, barbaric and rough, filled with the taste of iron and fire. Humans and hundreds of races once survived in such an era, in the roars of beasts and the cries of birds. That was an era of heroes and legends, the mountain god couldn't help but recall.

Then, suddenly, a hand stretched out from the ground and pressed on it.

The magnificent roaring sound instantly died down.

Like a chick whose neck was stuck by a palm.

The fierce beasts suddenly stopped in unison.

The white sacred bull's footsteps were raised and not put down, and the tail directly stopped moving. The Gu Diao, which was charging down, made a turn, and simply and neatly rose into the air.

Everything was eerily silent.

The corner of Yi Wang's eye suddenly twitched.

He recalled that day when the Chongwu Mountain Lord whispered softly after being drunk:

"Inside here is a person's grave."

This, this is…

"The sound is so noisy..."

"It woke me up."

Someone spoke slowly, just reaching out and pressing on the ground.

Not knowing if his movements were too big, the stone coffin actually began to crack from the inside, turning into dust and scattering with a cracking sound, filled with an ancient and vast aura. In this sandstorm that seemed to be a relic of history, the old figure stood up, raised his eyes and looked forward.

??!

The ferocious Bi Fang bird suddenly let out a panicked scream, turned into flames, and turned around to escape.

The wind was light, and the mist formation suddenly spread out. The dust of the stone coffin fell, revealing the ancient clothes. The pupils of the Yumin people contracted, and they suddenly remembered that in the shrine of the Yumin Kingdom, there was a painting recording the Tushan Alliance during the Yu King period, and the clothes there were like what they saw before them.

The old human stood there, and the clothes on his body seemed to have been permeated by the faded past, ancient and distant. He turned his eyes to look at the old mountain man and the strong mountain god, and thought slowly. Perhaps because he had been lying down for too long, his voice was hoarse, and he said:

"Yi Wang, Sanwei..."

"It's you, it's been a long time."

His voice paused, softened, and said:

"Almost."

"It's been almost five thousand years, right?"

ps: Today's second update... My schedule, after almost ten days, I added another update, and it slid down uncontrollably,淦.

Thanks 丨麻雀丨 for the ten thousand reward