Seven Hundred and Sixteenth. The Treasure, the Great Nether Minglun!

In the sky, the figure of Yin Tianxia, ​​Emperor Youming disappeared.

But that suffocating sense of oppression still exists in every place in Emperor Youming's Mausoleum, making everyone breathless.

Only Yan Zhaoge and Xiao Ai who were the closest to the altar were relatively relaxed.

That formation played a big role.

Yan Zhaoge tried to figure out the meaning and artistic conception of it, and could feel that the formation technique and the altar rituals seemed to be integrated into one, without distinction between each other.

This feeling is the same as when entering this enchantment restriction.

After getting in touch with Xiao Ai, it was mentioned that his mother had helped speed up the completion of the ritual. Yan Zhaoge knew in his heart that this formation must have been created by his mother Xue Chuqing.

"Based on my mother's original cultivation, wanting to touch the dharma instrument left by Emperor Youming is not just a matter of knowledge and formation skills."

A thought flashed in Yan Zhaoge's mind: "She really needs to be extremely familiar with Emperor Youming, or the inheritance of the Holy Cult of Youming."

"Even, the relationship between her master and Emperor You Ming cannot be described as being inseparable."

It is very possible that the elders of my mother's sect clearly knew about this ceremony arranged by Yin Tianxia, ​​Emperor Youming after his fall.

Perhaps, it was Yin Tianxia himself who deliberately revealed that he asked this friend to help him protect the law and ensure the completion of the ceremony after his death.

Xue Chuqing benefited from the inheritance of the teacher's teachings, so she was able to enter the Tomb of Emperor Youming so easily, and it also helped the rituals here to speed up the process.

My own mother's understanding of Emperor Youming's Mausoleum far surpassed those of the Guangming Sect and Youan Sect, the orthodox descendants of the Youming Holy Cult.

"Maybe it was specially arranged by Yin Tianxia. After all, most people in the world are closely watching the remnants of the Bright Sect and the Dark Sect. If they make moves, they can be easily spotted by others." Yan Zhaoge thought: "That's why I went to secretly study Chen Cang's method. .”

If people in the world don't know the friendship between Yin Tianxia and Master Xue Chuqing, at least they don't know that the friendship is so deep, then it is hard to think that the real guardian of Yin Tianxia is not his disciples, but someone else.

Xiao Ai looked at Yan Zhaoge and said in admiration, "Master, your skill in formation is so high!"

"Although the girl hadn't reached the realm of Martial Saints when she set up the formation, I feel that your formation skills are even higher than the girl's!"

Yan Zhaoge said: "Not necessarily."

From the details of the formation in front of him, it can be seen that his mother's attainments in formation are very superb.

It's not just that he has deep knowledge and experience, but he is outstanding in the pure talent of understanding the formation.

Thinking of his father Yan Di's mention of his mother Xue Chuqing's outstanding skill in formation, Yan Zhaoge felt the same way after actually experiencing it.

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Yan Zhaoge glanced at Xiao Ai beside him, and nodded approvingly: "Xiao Ai, you are extremely talented in the way of formation."

Xiao Ai yelled "Ah", then cupped her face in both hands, overjoyed: "The young master praised the servant girl in this way, the servant girl is so happy!"

Her body was shaking a little: "Girl, girl, maidservant is so happy today!"

Looking at the girl who was so happy that she seemed about to faint, the corners of Yan Zhaoge's mouth twitched.

If it was intentional exaggeration, it would be fine if they wanted to flatter, Yan Zhaoge would directly look at her forehead and tell her to calm down.

But the thing is, this girl seems to mean it

This made Yan Zhaoge a little dumbfounded.

Stimulating the formation to cover himself and Xiao Ai, Yan Zhaoge walked towards the altar step by step.

In the process of advancing, there seemed to be many scenes emerging in front of my eyes.

In the original dark world, the first light was born, and then with the passage of time, all things change, and the vicissitudes of life show the vicissitudes of time.

The process of climbing the altar is like wandering in the long river of time.

The only special thing is that light and darkness are constantly changing alternately, and there is an invisible path that separates light and darkness into black and white, and there is a boundary line.

And as Yan Zhaoge walked up step by step, this boundary,

Disappearing.

Although the top of the altar was shining brightly, the more Yan Zhaoge walked up, the darker his eyes became.

This feeling of contradiction actually existed before.

When the figure of Yin Tianxia, ​​Emperor Youming appeared, it seemed that half of the figure was in the light and the other was in the darkness, but it seemed that the whole person was covered by a layer of light that was neither dazzling nor bright, neither bright nor dark.

The two phenomena appeared in Yin Tianxia at the same time, which gave people a sense of contradiction and illogicality, but they were both extremely real and harmoniously coexisted.

Now this altar also gave Yan Zhaoge the same feeling.

Obviously going up at the foot of the altar, there is light shining on the top of the altar, but when you actually go up the altar, it seems that the more you go up, the closer you are to darkness.

When Yan Zhaoge finally set foot on the top of the altar, this feeling also reached its peak.

The brilliance in front of his eyes is shining all over, but he seems to be in the dark, which makes people can't help but suspect that there are two phenomena, one of which is an illusion.

In Yan Zhaoge's pupils, there was a faint image of chaos: "Both feelings are real, and this is the artistic conception of power left by Emperor Youming."

"Being able to surpass the predecessors and carry on the past and open up the future is really not an ordinary generation."

The chaos in Yan Zhaoge's eyes dissipated, but a vast world seemed to appear.

The world suddenly turned upside down!

The Promise Book of Heaven, the Book of Transformation!

Fantianshu, which understands the way of polar opposites.

"The pole of darkness gives birth to light, and the pole of light produces darkness. The primordial darkness breeds all things, born with light, and finally everything returns to the embrace of darkness." Yan Zhaoge nodded slowly.

At this moment, he finally saw clearly what existed in the light on the top of the altar.

It was a huge iron wheel.

There are twelve holes on the iron wheel, which rotate slowly with the iron wheel.

It is also with the rotation of the iron wheel that the light above the altar flickers and flickers continuously.

A large number of simple and mysterious lines are engraved on the surface of the iron wheel, from which flow out the deep and profound truth.

Yan Zhaoge stared at the iron wheel, and gradually realized something in his heart: "The Twelve Laws of Darkness"

The supreme classic of the Youming Sacred Religion in the past is called the Youming Bible.

There are also collections in the library of Tianting Jingu in the past.

After the Great Destruction, the Youming Holy Cult's orthodoxy continued, thanks to the complete inheritance of the Youming Bible.

But after Yin Tianxia was born, he improved his ancestors to pass on the unique knowledge, made a further step on the basis of the Youming Bible, and created the Twelve Laws of Youming, which helped him take a further step towards the ultimate, and at the same time led the Holy Cult of Youming to the pinnacle of its own history.

Today's Guangming Sect and Youan Sect inherit the unique learning, but most of them are born out of the incomplete Twelve Laws of Youming.

But now, Yan Zhaoge can feel the truth and artistic conception contained in the iron wheel in front of him, which is obviously higher than the Nether Bible.

He reached out and touched the iron wheel.

The iron wheel suddenly stopped turning.

In this way, Xiao Ai on the side can also see the appearance of the iron wheel clearly. This is the first time she has seen the true face of this treasure, and she can't help being amazed.

Yan Zhaoge's body shook violently!

In front of his eyes, the face of Yin Tianxia, ​​Emperor Youming suddenly appeared again!

The two sides seemed to be close at hand, looking at each other silently.

A few words appeared in Yan Zhaoge's mind for no reason.

Big ghost wheel! To be continued.