What was found?
The land not far ahead is no longer dark red, but pitch black.
Chen Qingyuan walked forward slowly and found that the sky was covered with a dark veil, and invisible pressure fell on him.
"Tombstone?"
After walking some distance, Chen Qingyuan saw a cemetery and was stunned.
Looking around, there are countless tombstones of different sizes, some high and some low. The tombstones are all dark black, with a faint smell of solemnity and a sense of sadness that cannot be buried by the years.
Some tombstones are upright, some are tilted, and some have fallen to the ground and are buried in black soil and yellow sand.
For some reason, when Chen Qingyuan saw these tombstones, he was not only shocked, but also sad.
Yes, it's sad.
"Why do you feel uncomfortable?"
Chen Qingyuan covered his chest and frowned slightly, not knowing why.
Tick- tock -
Inexplicably, a tear fell from Chen Qingyuan's eye.
Feeling the tears running down his cheeks, Chen Qingyuan's vision became a little blurry, and he saw many figures in the cemetery, as well as an extremely tragic battlefield.
As Chen Qingyuan blinked, the blurry scene just now disappeared.
Buzz -
The jade bracelet shook slightly, freeing Chen Qingyuan from his complicated thoughts.
Following the guidance of the jade bracelet, Chen Qingyuan walked towards the depths of the cemetery.
After walking for a long time, the tombstones became fewer and fewer.
Until the end of the cemetery, there are no ordinary tombstones within 10,000 meters. There is a dark red coffin at the end, and traces of time remain in every part, as if it has gone through an unimaginable war.
Beside the dark red coffin stood a stone pillar about three meters high.
"Coffin? Pillar?"
Chen Qingyuan stood on one side, his body seemed to be petrified, staring at it.
Perhaps because of the endless years, or perhaps because of the arrival of Chen Qingyuan, this stone pillar began to crack, and the cracks spread to every part of the stone pillar.
Seeing this situation, Chen Qingyuan took a few steps back, his whole body tense and somewhat worried.
"Bang...crash..."
The stone pillar turned into countless tiny fragments and fell off, and the things inside the stone pillar suddenly came into Chen Qingyuan's eyes.
"This is..." Chen Qingyuan opened his mouth slightly, but stopped talking, extremely surprised.
A silver-white spear, about nine feet long, with a sharp and dragon-shaped head, and a smooth and flawless body. The tail of the gun is a round ball, like a snow lotus in bud.
The moment he saw this silver gun, Chen Qingyuan was stunned.
In his memory, there is no weapon that can be compared with the silver spear. The power of this weapon emitted invisibly, whipping up gusts of wind, making the originally quiet and gloomy cemetery become lively, and the wind howled. , like the roar of a battlefield.
The jade bracelet in Chen Qingyuan's hand suddenly levitated and floated to the side of the silver gun.
The meaning of the jade bracelet is very clear. The gift the girl in red is talking about is this silver gun.
"Is this really a gift for me?"
Chen Qingyuan has always been greedy for money, but now he hesitated and hesitated.
"Buzz--"
The jade bracelet emitted a gentle wave of Dao patterns, as if answering Chen Qingyuan's question.
After calming down, Chen Qingyuan slowly walked forward, only half a meter away from the silver gun.
After a long psychological struggle, Chen Qingyuan stretched out his right hand nervously and held the silver gun.
Boom -
The moment Chen Qingyuan held the silver gun, a terrifying force burst out from the gun body and surged in all directions. Such terrifying pressure was beyond the scope of Chen Qingyuan's knowledge. It is estimated that even a powerful person in the tribulation stage would have to kneel down if he was contaminated by the pressure.
The strange thing is that the pressure exerted by the silver gun did not hurt Chen Qingyuan at all.
After a few breaths, the cemetery became unusually quiet.
Chen Qingyuan slowly exerted force and found that he could actually lift the silver gun without too much pressure.
Chen Qingyuan was very puzzled and excited about this.
Logically speaking, such a magical weapon should have given birth to spiritual wisdom, and ordinary monks are not qualified to control it. However, Chen Qingyuan not only held the silver gun with ease, but was also able to dance the silver gun effortlessly.
"Take advantage." Chen Qingyuan kept looking at the silver gun in his hand, holding it in for a long time before spitting out two words.
Since Yin Qiang did not reject him, Chen Qingyuan relaxed his vigilance a little and decided to communicate with Yin Qiang's intelligence.
As a result, a ray of Chen Qingyuan's spiritual wisdom got into the silver gun.
At this moment, Chen Qingyuan discovered that Yin Qiang's intelligence was shattered and turned into dozens of fragments, making communication impossible.
"It's incredible that the gun's body can still remain intact despite its spiritual intelligence being destroyed."
Chen Qingyuan exclaimed.
Then, Chen Qingyuan said regretfully: "What a pity!"
His intelligence was broken, which meant that the silver gun could exert less than one percent of its original power. Even so, Chen Qingyuan was greatly shocked.
"I don't have the ability to repair you. Whether I have this opportunity in the future depends on fate." After
studying the silver gun for a long time, Chen Qingyuan tried to activate the restriction on the jade bracelet and put the silver gun into the jade bracelet.
Obtaining this silver gun can be regarded as completing the second agreement with the girl in red.
Chen Qingyuan wanted to settle the cause and effect with the girl in red as soon as possible, so he contacted him through the jade bracelet: "What is the third agreement?"
Chen Qingyuan's biggest wish was to get rid of the girl in red as soon as possible.
"Let's wait until you recover the golden elixir realm!"
A sentence was pieced together from the mysterious space in the jade bracelet.
Seeing this sentence, Chen Qingyuan could only not think about the agreement for the time being.
"Forget it, let's go home first!"
After leaving Xuanqing Sect for a while, Chen Qingyuan planned to go back and have a look. After all, the matter of the Demon Cave in Fuliu Star Region has not yet been resolved, and the masters of various sects must be very busy now.
Chen Qingyuan turned around and left according to the original route. Before leaving, he looked back at the desolate cemetery and bowed with a heavy heart.
Then, Chen Qingyuan embarked on his return journey.
After half a year of traveling, Chen Qingyuan finally walked out of the dead zone. When he came back, Chen Qingyuan took a short detour and picked up a lot of treasures. He was very happy.
Finding missing treasures is a great blessing in life.
When he walked out of the death realm, Chen Qingyuan was still in disguise, without revealing his true appearance.
When he arrived at a safe place, Chen Qingyuan took off his disguise, restored his true appearance, took out the Lingbao Flying Boat, and headed towards the Fuliu Star Region.
What's going on in the cemetery deep in the Dead Realm? And that coffin? Whose weapon is the silver spear?
Sitting in the flying boat, Chen Qingyuan couldn't help but think about these questions, with a solemn and doubtful look on his brows.
"Who?"
A few days later, Chen Qingyuan found a person appearing in front of his flying boat, blocking his way.