Grave Robbery starts with the three-legged Golden Crow bloodline

"We all know that the Tiangong is located in the Three Sacred Mountains, and there are photos to prove it."

"Now you say that Tiangong is in Tianti Peak?"

"Little brother, what you said in the legend is not good! Isn't this misleading us, hehe!"

Xiaopang said that there was a self-righteous and wise look in his eyes, and his two fat palms were on his waist, full of arrogant charm.

Damn, it can be regarded as letting Xiaopang me show my face.

This feeling of pretending to be 13 is really cool!
Good guy, this has to be me!

Seeing Xiaopang immersed in obsession and unable to extricate himself, Xiao Hu Wuxie and others all slapped their heads in unison.

I have never seen such a brazen person.

We are ashamed to be with you!
. . .

Luo Chen stood still on the top of the mountain with his hands behind his back, and what he was thinking about in his mind was the situation of the 'Star Dragon' that fell from the starlight last night. However, the aura during the day has changed again.

Endless clouds and mist billowed in the mountainside valley, like a strip of cloud and mist dragons, and the harmony of the aura actually formed a Fengshui bureau corresponding to the 'star dragon constellation'.

"Mist Hidden Cloud Dragon!"

If the "star dragon constellation" at night is yin, then the misty cloud dragon in the daytime is yang.

Under the help of yin and yang, the feng shui here has been raised by N levels again. As for how far?
Luo Chen could even say that, if the original King Xian was buried in this feng shui dragon's lair, then it is estimated that there is no need to wait for Luo Chen and the others to come, this King Xian has been truly reborn, and he has become an immortal.

It's just a pity that the jade zongzi didn't have this life!
But if it is really according to what Luo Chen said, then the owner of the tomb here is the legendary Wannu King who will never be human, wouldn't he be so powerful?

Luo Chen had some guesses about this at first, but when he stood on the top of the Little Sacred Peak, all his previous thoughts were directly overturned by him.

Leaving aside the rest, let's just say that this acupuncture point is second only to the dragon buried in the wild, a guy who is not even a human being, what qualifications does it have to occupy it?
Or why does it occupy?
Does it match?
But now that he has come to this point, Luo Chen couldn't help complaining about Wang Zanghai, who was known as the top Fengshui master of the Ming Dynasty.

Nima is also known as a master of Fengshui.

Even the location of the dragon's lair is wrong, that's it?
"Ahem, little fat man, don't say that, those who saw the scene of Tiangong might have seen a mirage."

Just when Luo Chen was thinking about something, Xiao Hu at the side couldn't bear Shunzi's injustice, so he immediately said:
"Although most of these mirages appear in the desert area, it cannot be said that there are no other places. This kind of mirage has also appeared on the snow-capped mountains, but it is relatively rare."

"And this may also be related to the dragon source in our feng shui, which is the source of the dragon veins. In feng shui, we usually call this phenomenon, shadow, that is, the phantom of the aura!"

"Even in the hands of some people with supernatural feng shui techniques, they can use this feng shui tool to show some amazing things, such as a dragon soaring in the sky! Of course, what I'm talking about here is just a phantom!"

"If you don't believe me, you can ask Master Luo. I believe that you and Xiao Wuxie have seen a lot of things with Master Luo during this period of time!"

While talking, Xiao Hu raised his head to show everyone the direction of Luo Chen. After passing through the magical feng shui of Xianwang Tomb, Xiao Hu became more and more obsessed with this way.

Just like when I was in the virtual world before, whenever I have free time, I will go to the eighth master's house, and call it study, even Shirley can't take care of it.

The grievance in Xue Li's heart is just a matter of turning into the red wolf with the frying pan in his hand.

. . .cough cough. . .

It is the skill of Faqiu and Mojin to look for the stars in reverse.

The difference from those local masters of the Southern School lies in the fact that they searched for dragons and tapped acupuncture points. They searched for dragons for three years and tapped acupuncture points for ten years.

In layman's terms, it means that the dragon's veins are easy to find, but the dragon's lair is hard to find.

Especially after being arranged by some ancient feng shui masters, the acupoints were deeply hidden, and the movement of the earth's crust for thousands of years added great difficulty to the acupoints.

Of course, this is only for Xiao Hu. Xiao Hu, who has not thoroughly comprehended the version of the sixteen-character Yin-Yang Feng Shui secret art, although he has followed Luo Chen and is considered well-informed, he is still a half-baby.

You can't even see it, let alone feel angry.

And in this icy and snowy environment, there is no reference to speak of, so Xiao Hu is also very wise to give up the act of acupuncture.

But for the current Luo Chen, there are not so many things. After all, before starting to climb the snow mountain, he has already set his position with the help of Tianxing.

So after looking around Xuefeng, Luo Chen went straight to a place:
"The dragon's lair is right under our feet, but it's better for you not to move, the snow in this place has already frozen and is harder than diamonds!"

Speaking of which, Luo Chen stretched out his hand to stop Fatty Hu and the others who took out the engineering shovel and wanted to come up, and then, under the doubtful eyes of Wu Xie and the others, he took out a disc covered with scales with a wave of his hand.

"It has appeared, that baby who digs a hole without using hands has finally appeared again!"

Looking at the Chuanshan Cave Mausoleum stretched out from Luo Chen's hand, the fat man couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart again, he patted Xiaopang's shoulder vigorously with a palm the size of a cattail fan, and said excitedly.

And the little fat man felt the strength coming from his body, and rolled his eyes with great difficulty.

Nima, is this fat uncle his destiny nemesis?
Why do I feel like I'm always unlucky when I'm with him?
But before Xiaopang protested, the mountain-piercing mausoleum armor in Luo Chen's hand had already jumped onto the snow surface, and dug downward very quickly.

The fast claws seemed to be about to dance out afterimages, so that everyone only had time to see a pool of ice chips scattered by the cloud, and the figure of the Xueling armor had already disappeared from the snow surface.

But this time, not only did Luo Chen not stop what he was doing to wait, but he waved his hand and took out another 'disc' object on his own.

But after Yuanpan stretched out his body this time, everyone was surprised to find that there was a smaller one curled up in the middle of it.

The two pangolins licked each other on Luo Chen's palm, like a pair of intimate lovers.

It is the secret treasure of moving mountains that has been fed by flower spirits in the imaginary world, Fenshan Diegzijia.

. . .

Little Fatty: I'm done with this dog food, you can do whatever you want!
It's really enough, to grow up so big and to be forced to feed dog food by two inhuman guys, this is no one's experience.

After letting the two little ones warm up for a while, Luo Chen directly put the youngest one on his shoulder.

And the big one also crawled towards the snow cave made by the cave mausoleum armor before, under Luo Chen's signal.