The end of the live broadcast

Chapter 3 Jingzi Shimen【For collection】

A middle-aged man far away in the capital suddenly stood up with staring eyes. He couldn't believe what he saw. I watched a live broadcast on a whim today. I didn't expect a novice live broadcast room who randomly clicked in to understand it. Such incredible stuff.

He had a hunch that this was probably a large tomb, no, it was a super large tomb that could rank among the top five in China.

"Fuck, is it true or not? It's been thousands of years."

"By the way, this space is so spectacular. You must know that this place is at least 80 meters underground. Is this really made by people 1000 years ago? How much work will it take, how much manpower and material resources will be used? How about some news? Never heard of it."

"It's still outside. What I'm most curious about now is what's going on inside the door. Could this be the tomb of that great man?"

"Old Wang, do you know the origin of this tomb?"

"Didn't the anchor say that this is the final place of their family?"

"I don't know why, but I kind of believe that the anchor's ancestors were cultivators."

Jing Xian didn't pay attention to the audience's discussion for the time being. His mind was on the door. He tried it just now, but the door didn't open.

"Can't the door be opened?"

Jing Xian frowned and said to the live broadcast room: "The goose is the five kings, you have seen a lot, can you understand the meaning of these patterns? I don't know if there is a way to open them, or I will go back home .”

There are many patterns on the gate, but he is not an archaeologist, so he is not very clear. You can ask Xian'er, but his current identity is just an office worker who goes back to his ancestral house to hunt for treasure. His character design does not understand these murals and carved.

If you know everything when you come in, others will know that you probably knew it in advance, which is contrary to his original intention.

The goose is Wang Wu: "Anchor, you move the lights slowly from left to right, and show me."

Jing Xian had no choice but to follow suit.

Half an hour later, after reading the murals and carvings.

The goose is Wang Wu: "This should be the gate of the tomb. It said that a young man found some inheritance in a cave when he was traveling, and then started to practice. Well, it should be practice, and then he achieved something. So a cultivating family was established, and this is the tomb of the immediate family members. If you want to open the tomb, you must have the blood of the immediate relatives, otherwise you can’t open it with brute force. Well, that’s probably what it means. It’s just mine. Some superficial opinions, whether it is true or not, I cannot guarantee."

Chumeng boy: "Fuck, old Wang, don't be scary, there really are immortals?"

"I don't believe it, I feel like my worldview is on the way to collapse and it's gone forever."

"Is it true? Just try it."

"66666"

"Blood test, it's too advanced. Could it be that the entire tomb is a fairy mansion, and the blood will directly recognize the owner."

"Pfft~~ I really dare to think about it"

The real dragon who loves diving: "The anchor will know if you try it with blood. Although I don't believe it, this mural really means this. I have also done some research on these."

"Xian'er, these two people were not arranged by you, right? There are only a few dozen people in total, how come there are two of the first three people who understand this?" Jing Xian expressed doubts.

"It's just a simple guide, otherwise you won't be able to enter this door. Everything is done to be as reasonable as possible, and it's all for the good of the master." Xian'er's explanation is a tacit acquiescence.

"You're awesome, but if something like this happens in the future, tell me about it." Jing Xian rolled his eyes.

The most emotional thing is the system, everything is directed and acted by her.

"Ok."

"Old Wang, where should I drop my blood?" Jing Xian asked.

The goose is Wang Wu: "The protruding groove in the middle of the gate says so on the mural, but I can't guarantee it. After all, this thing is simply unimaginable. I have never seen such a tomb, so do you want to test it with blood? Let the host decide for himself."

Of course Jing Xian knew that it must be true, so he didn't talk nonsense, walked to the place Lao Wang said, took out a small dagger from his bag, hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and scratched lightly on his index finger. a bit.

Huh?No bleeding.

"Hahahaha, anchor, don't be cowardly, use your strength."

"Come on, anchor, I'll give you a reward."

"Ten fingers connected to the heart. It hurts to cut your fingers. Don't cut them, the host. I'm dizzy."

"Why self-mutilate? I don't believe that a drop of blood can open the door. It is recommended that the anchor report to the country immediately. It is against the law to rob a tomb without permission."

"Is it also called tomb robbery? This is their own family cemetery."

"Cough, mistake, mistake."

Jing Xian suddenly blushed in embarrassment. Fortunately, this place is underground, the light is not very good, and he is also wearing a gas mask, so everyone can't tell the difference, otherwise it would be embarrassing.

"Congratulations to the master. After completing the first task, the number of fans has reached 100. You will be rewarded with a body pill, and the private warehouse will be opened. The pill has been placed in the warehouse for the master."

"Start the next mission, the number of fans reaches 1000, reward three body pills, master, come on." Xian'er did not forget to encourage.

It's not convenient for Jing Xian to take out the pill to check at this time, so he can only wait until the live broadcast is over.

This time it succeeded immediately, Jing Xian hurriedly put the severed finger on the groove, and the blood flowed into it drop by drop.

When Jing Xian's blood just dropped in, a miraculous scene happened.

I saw that the gate seemed to come alive. Starting from the groove, light green rays of light traveled through the center of the entire stone gate along a special route.

For a moment, the whole world was quiet, Jing Xian stared blankly at everything in front of him, he didn't expect the system to make such a big noise, how would I deal with the subsequent troubles.

Hey, headache.

The live broadcast room was also quiet. Everyone was dumbfounded and forgot to launch the barrage until Old Wang spoke.

The goose is Wang Wu: "Qin Zhuan, Jing Zi, this tomb really belongs to the anchor family."

"It's amazing, this gate can actually identify the blood, it's the ancient version of the paternity test."

"You actually paid attention to this. I now believe that the host's family may really be the ancient Xiuxian family. This gate should have set up a formation."

"Yes, I also believe it. This is a live broadcast, and it is definitely not a special effect."

"I couldn't believe my eyes."

"After nine years of compulsory education, my worldview collapsed in an instant."

"Maybe, maybe it's not Xiuxian, it's because the anchor's ancestors encountered alien civilizations, or maybe it's aliens."

"Damn it, you have a good brain, 66666"

"To be honest, I am more willing to believe that it is an alien civilization than such an incredible thing as cultivation."

After the shock, Jing Xian said to the live broadcast room with surprise on his face:
"It seems that the dream my grandfather entrusted to me is true."

"Perhaps the anchor's grandfather is a cultivator, and he imposed a ban on the anchor, and the anchor triggered the ban, which will cause a dream. After all, if the anchor's family is really a cultivator family, it may not be impossible to do this." make up.

"666, it's really possible."

"It's the truth."

Jing Xian saw everyone's imagination and smiled inwardly, just right, saving me from explaining.

click~
In just a short while, the huge stone gate moved, moving from the middle to the two sides, and some dust that had been deposited all year round also scattered down, dancing lightly under the illumination of the searchlights.

When the gate stopped moving, a huge entrance at least five meters high and eight meters wide was left in the middle.

But the inside of the gate was pitch black, and nothing could be seen, Jing Xian just prepared the searchlight to shine over it.

bang~~~
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