C3 Inheritance

Zhou Xingchen gently separated the hands of Guo Yunlong who was hugging his left leg. He walked towards the source of the Five-Colored Light.

The ancient trees by the side of the road rustled in the mountain wind. The moonlight shone through the dense foliage and made white spots on the stone-paved path. In the distance, there were a few couples whispering under the old tree. The five-colored light had almost illuminated half of the mountain, but those people seemed to have not noticed anything as they sat quietly in their world.

Passing through a few small forests, Zhou Xingchen finally found the source of the Five-Colored Light. It was actually on a mountain wall to the left of where Zhou Xingchen, Shi Feng, and Guo Yunlong had previously become sworn brothers.

The light source was at a height of one person above the mountain face. Approaching it, one could see a semicircle protruding from the smooth wall of the mountain, from which the five-colored light was radiating. One thing that could be seen with absolute certainty was that this was definitely not a lantern cannon. Through the bright moonlight, one could see that the mountain wall was formed entirely from a large stone. Furthermore, there was no embedded gap between the semicircle and the mountain wall, nor was there the existence of any electric wires.

"What exactly is it? It could actually emit such a bright five-colored light. Luminous pearls? No. Although I have never seen a Night Pearl, I have never heard of a Night Pearl emitting a five-colored light. " Zhou Xingchen finally could not control his curiosity, and he extended his right hand towards the half-sphere.

Curiosity kills the cat, that's true. Just as Zhou Xingchen's right hand made contact with the half-sphere, the five-colored light suddenly vanished, and ripples appeared in the space around Zhou Xingchen. Zhou Xingchen's figure also faded away amidst the ripples, until he disappeared. The ripples in that space also returned to normal after Zhou Xingchen disappeared. As if it had never happened. The night was as calm as ever.

In the small plaza on the mountain peak, Shi Feng was sleeping soundly. Guo Yunlong was still whispering indistinct dream-like words.

The instant Zhou Xingchen touched the half-sphere, he felt his vision turn black, and the sound of the wind and insects beside his ears suddenly disappeared. He felt dizzy, as if his body had suddenly lost its support and was falling. Zhou Xingchen could clearly feel the ground beneath his feet, and he was sure that he was not falling down freely. Everything was dark, without any light or sound.

Zhou Xingchen estimated that this situation would last for at least two minutes. Following which, a gentle white light appeared before Zhou Xingchen's eyes. Through the white light, Zhou Xingchen revealed that he was currently in a sealed off stone room.

Zhou Xingchen was scared out of his wits by the scene before him. The first thing that came to his mind was what mechanism he had activated, and that he had been brought to this stone room. However, just now, other than the feeling of falling, he had not been moved. Could it be that he had really fallen into the depths of the mountain? Zhou Xingchen thought uncertainly. After the top of the room was once again as smooth as a mirror, the idea was rejected. What Zhou Xingchen was most worried about now was how to get out. Since he couldn't get out, he could only wait to starve to death in this empty stone room. Zhou Xingchen once again carefully inspected the stone room, trying to find a way to leave.

The stone room was about thirty square meters or so in size and there were four egg-sized pearls on the ceiling. The four pearls formed a square shape that was about one meter in size. Zhou Xingchen was certain that these four pearls were Night Pearls, because the white light within the stone room originated from those four pearls.

In the center of the room, there was a stone table about two meters wide and half a meter tall. There were very few things on the table, and in the center of the table, there was a greyish black book that looked very old. On the left side of the old book was a floating white jade cube about an inch in size. From the quality of the jade, it could be determined that it was a high-quality jade. To the right of the old book was a ring with a dragon carved in black.

Beside the stone table was a round straw futon. On top of the praying mat sat a corpse that was completely black and dried, adding a hint of a sinister hue to the stone room. Judging from the style of the clothes on the mummified corpse, it should have been from the Tang Dynasty. It was as if he wanted something, but couldn't get it. Furthermore, the way the corpse was sitting made Zhou Xingchen feel that it was incomprehensible. It tilted to the side at an angle of 30 degrees to the ground, yet it did not fall. Zhou Xing thought that if he had the ability to do this, he would definitely not be able to do it as firmly as he could, and would definitely fall down. The corpse's body leaned to the right and its right side was extended to the right, as if it was trying to reach for something. Zhou Xingchen immediately thought of the television and novels he had watched previously, and wondered if this implied that the exit was on his right.

There was nothing else in the stone room other than the stone table and the praying mat. Zhou Xingchen searched through the stone room, but he couldn't find any mechanism to get out. He found a small, black, light-less sword on the right hand side of the corpse. "This caused Zhou Xingchen to be extremely disappointed and dejected. Could it be that he wouldn't be able to get out just like that? Was he going to starve to death here? Younger brother Fang Shaohua is still waiting at home for him to return. Shi Feng, Guo Yunlong, as well as the teachers and classmates, will definitely be very worried if they discover that they have disappeared. " Zhou Xingchen was not willing to give up, and he searched the stone room once more. Even the dust on the ground had been dried off and quieted, but there was nothing to be found. "Zhou Xingchen is in complete despair." Big brother, third brother. We may never see each other again. Little brother, I hope you can survive independently and strongly. Teacher, I'm sorry. " Zhou Xingchen thought hopelessly as he laid on the ground, which had just been dried off by himself.

Zhou Xingchen turned his head to look at the corpse sitting on the praying mat, climbed up, walked up to the corpse, and clasped his hands, saying, "Senior, this junior had gotten in here by accident, and tried to win you over. If he couldn't find a way out, he might starve to death here. At that time, he would need to borrow a corner of the stone room from Senior to use as the burial ground for his juniors. I never thought that after this junior died, he would still have senior accompanying him.

After saying that, Zhou Xingchen clasped his hands at the desiccated corpse. This time around, Zhou Xingchen noticed the strange expression on the corpse's right hand from the corner of his eyes, and then looked at the small black sword that he had found in the stone room. Thinking: Before this senior died, was the thing he wanted to take out this small sword? Thinking about it, this dried corpse's right hand was not pointing at the exit, but it was trying to grab the small black sword. If that's the case, why don't I put the little sword in his hand. Alright, Senior's final wish.

Perhaps it was because he had given up all hope for survival, but Zhou Xingchen no longer had any fear towards the desiccated corpse. Zhou Xingchen walked over to the corpse's right hand and placed the hilt of the small white black sword into the corpse's right hand. The moment the small sword's hilt entered the corpse's right hand, a white bead the size of a longan dropped from the corpse's right hand. The bead quickly slid down and shattered into pieces. Everything happened too quickly. Before Zhou Xingchen could react and catch it, the bead had already landed on the ground.

The bead quickly fell and turned into fine white powder, and the white powder quickly melted into the white smoke in the air. The smoke slowly gathered around the corpse and entered its body.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Xingchen was scared out of his wits. He stood dumbly on the spot, not knowing how to move an inch.

As the white smoke entered the mummy's body, the mummified corpse began to swell up. After the smoke completely entered the corpse's body, a blinding light exploded from the dried up body, causing Zhou Xingchen to be temporarily blinded.

When Zhou Xingchen's eyes returned to being able to see, Zhou Xingchen saw a middle-aged man wearing the uniform of the Tang Dynasty standing in front of him with a smile on his face, looking at him. The praying mat that was originally sitting on the corpse was now empty.

"Corpse Transformation?" Or did the mummies come back to life? "What day is it today for you to encounter all these strange things?" Zhou Xingchen's thoughts were already somewhat numb.

"Destined one, you've finally come. I've waited for too long, I can't hold on any longer. " The middle-aged man's tone was deep as he stared straight at Zhou Xingchen.

Zhou Xingchen knew that he and that middle-aged man in the Tang Dynasty uniform were the only two people in the stone room. The so-called fated person was definitely referring to himself. In the end, he decided to confirm it and said: "Senior, is the fated person referring to me?"

"Young man, is there anyone else here besides you and me? "Let me make an introduction first. My name is Ming Yuan, I was a rogue cultivator during the Tang Grand Sect's era." The middle-aged man smiled kindly.

Maybe it was because the middle-aged man's smile made him feel kind and kind. Zhou Xingchen no longer felt fear towards the middle-aged man. He said: "Oh god, people of the Tang Dynasty. So many years. It was unbelievable. "Is this where the benefits of being a cultivator lie?" Usually, Zhou Xingchen would listen to the novels written online by his classmates. He knew a bit about cultivators.

"You can say so. As long as I enter the Aurous Core stage, I will be able to live for close to a thousand years. " Mingyuan said: "The fact that you are able to reach this place means that you have a kind heart and that you are very lucky. "For us cultivators, luck is also very important."

Zhou Xingchen thought nothing of it, thinking to himself: How can I be so unlucky? If he was lucky, he wouldn't have died when he was young. It wasn't easy for him to have a foster father and mother that were like his own. Within a few years, both foster parents died.

As if he knew what Zhou Xingchen was thinking, Ming Yuan said, "Life naturally has a lot of undesirable things to do, and also a lot of helplessness." This was the will of the heavens, a will that could not be defied. "Don't always think about the past, but look at the present and the future." My Spirit Guiding Bead only emits light ten days out of three hundred and sixty-five days a year, and each time it emits light, it only shines for two hours. Moreover, this kind of light could only be seen by someone with a kind heart. You came in with such a small chance, do you think your luck is good?

Ming Yuan continued, "Also, after you entered, you only carefully observed and did not touch anything here. This means that you are very cautious. You saw my bones tilt toward the sword, my hands reaching for it. You admit that before I died, I also wanted to take that sword. Your kindness makes you want to help me fulfill this wish. Placing the sword in my hand, I touched the Soul Orb to the ground. My soul will awaken, and you will see my image. If you come in and pick up anything else that comes in here, you'll be knocked out and sent back to where you came from. That way, when you wake up, you'll only think you had a dream. It won't be long before you completely forget about this place. "

"No way, it's so exaggerated. No wonder you waited so long to meet me." Zhou Xingchen did not know how to describe what Ming Yuan was doing. Zhou Xingchen couldn't help but sigh inwardly. He really hadn't moved after entering the room, apart from the small black sword. The object on the stone table did not move from its spot of respect with Minyuan. Zhou Xingchen did not think about Ye Ming's pearl at all. If he couldn't leave the stone room, it was a dead end. What was the use of having Ye Ming Zhu? It was precisely because of this that it touched Ming Yuan's soul orb. " I might still have a chance to get out. " Thinking of this, Zhou Xingchen once again ignited hope for life.

"All of this means that we are really fated to be together. Kid, are you willing to accept my inheritance? " Mingyuan said, smiling as he looked at the dumbstruck Zhou Xingchen.