Cultivating Immortality: Start by burying corpses in a border town and become proficient!

"Their sacrifices were not in vain after all."

Walking out of the inner courtyard passage, the candlelight behind him was extinguished in an orderly manner from the inside to the outside. Meng Changqing's attitude seemed much more relaxed. This time he got what he wanted.

Du En was still walking at the end. At this moment, he turned back and looked at the dark passage that was quickly filled. Seeing that Meng Changqing seemed to want to leave directly, he said, "Why don't you close the door?"

"Why close it?"

Meng Changqing asked subconsciously, but he was very obedient and directly pinched the magic formula.

Rumble…

The door that sealed the tomb closed heavily before the candlelight went out, completely isolating the inside and outside.

All of a sudden, a certain tension that had just lingered in Du En's mind, which was very weak and seemed like an hallucination, disappeared.

Zhizhizhi~

Suddenly, faintly, he seemed to hear a soft rustling sound, ringing in the dark door, like there were countless corpses, clasping his fingernails hard on the door, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt. The creepiness.

So, Du En frowned slightly and said, "This scene here always gives me a strong sense of déjà vu."

"..."

Meng Changqing couldn't help but fall silent.

Looking back at the dark tomb, there was a dead silence at the moment, and it was as deep as a dragon in the dim and lightless ruins. Isn't this just like the scene at night in the corpse wasteland?

Naturally, he trusted Du En, so he made associations and became aware of it. His joy faded, he frowned, pinched the ancient jade slip in his hand, and applied the secret method of isolation, his eyes became uncertain.

Finally, he exhaled and said: "Times have changed. It is undeniable that the struggle for hegemony for thousands of years has brought about rapid iterations of magic. In short, I will carefully examine it next. Well, it is best to reproduce it. No , it is the original version, send it to several other guys to taste and appreciate this venerable Taoism, ha!"

At the end of the sentence, I couldn't help but sneer.

Indeed, even if other people can delve into it, they probably won't actually use it or go into too much depth, but their knowledge is still there after all. I'm not afraid that they won't see the problems inside. At most, they will be able to redeem funds in a certain subsequent game. It's just exchange for taking a step back.

This is also their daily routine.

If all the members are unknowingly caught in the trap, then so be it. Anyway, except for me, they are all a scourge. Taking them all together to go to hell can be considered as clearing away the evil atmosphere!

If this ancient venerable man is really capable and can go further, then he might still be able to take advantage of the opportunity...

In a short period of time, Meng Changqing quickly came up with a bunch of countermeasures that would destroy both the enemy and the enemy.

Seeing that he took his reminder to heart, Du En didn't say anything more.

Everyone walked out of the darkness and left the Nancang ruins.

When I saw the sun's light again, I was in a rocky beach.

This place is located very deep in the mountains and forests of southern Xinjiang. Looking to the north, it is a primitive old forest, covered with miasma fog. The farther away, the deeper and more colorful it becomes.

But if you look to the south, there is no longer miasma, only the clear blue sky stretches as far as the eye can see, and there is no longer the obstruction of dense primitive forests, so that the somewhat moist and cool salty air can gently slap on your face.

Although the coverage of divine consciousness failed to span the last distance, the comprehensive overall feeling that was broader than divine consciousness made Du En's heart move.

Faintly, it was like hearing the sound of waves hitting the rocks.

Further south of the mountains and forests of Southern Xinjiang is the sea.

"The South China Sea is also called Nan Cang Sea. It is said that Venerable Nan Cang's Taoist name comes from this, but some people say that this sea is named after this. In short, this point is now difficult to distinguish due to various reasons. "

Now that he could see the sun and the blue sky again, Meng Changqing's mood became better, and he quickly returned to normal, and answered Du En thoughtfully.

Hearing these seemingly allusive words, Du En originally wanted to say something in response, but was interrupted by the movement from the north.

Someone is approaching.

A ray of mana light flew through the sky and approached, causing the guards to become alert again after they had just calmed down.

"Don't be nervous, it's the peak manager."

What comes is the peak.

After he withdrew from Zhuding, he was finally no longer hindered and realized that the winner had been decided here, so he quickly set off, crossed thousands of mountains and rivers, and came to this place to climb up and take a long view.

Because he didn't actually know the location of the entrance to the ruins, he could only choose to wait on the highest peak at the end of the mountain forest like a rabbit.

When Du En was looking north just now, he saw his figure from a distance, so he was not surprised by his arrival at this moment. His calm eyes just moved over to meet his gaze.

Complex, sour, tense...

For a moment, Gao Feng's unsmiling face froze, and his cold and serious eyes changed many times. He couldn't help but pause in the air, feeling that his mood was extremely turbulent and difficult to understand.

He has already achieved the golden elixir, and he can do it so quickly...

When he got closer, Du En's undisguised cultivation seemed to be intended to scare the inner city manager here, making his mood suddenly become very complicated.

Maybe he was regretting why he was so worried and didn't just kill me directly.

The person involved, Du En, thought of this at this moment, and his mood was as calm as ever. He didn't mean to say anything, but just watched silently, which made people even more uneasy and fearful.

It was Meng Changqing who took a step forward, accepted the courtesy, and relaxed the atmosphere.

"Can you please come and greet me, Chief Executive?"

"Don't dare, don't dare..."

"Well, this is not a good place to talk. Let's go back first."

"Yes, I'll clear the way for you."

After a few polite words, Du En and his party flew slowly under the escort of Gao Feng, a first-class Jindan period, and returned to the border town of Nanmo.

On the way, Meng Changqing did not take the initiative to talk to him, and his attitude seemed cold until Gao Feng explained and begged for mercy, which slightly eased and communicated again.

This made Gao Feng secretly relieved.

Unlike Tang Yiping, who had no news and was obviously dead, he actually did not dare to get involved in the struggle of the upper class, so he only provided the most basic help to Zhu Ding before.

Seemingly very obedient and respectful, he actually kept his bottom line.

If Zhu Ding won in the end, he would not be at fault, after all, he was still obedient in his performance.

If Meng Changqing won in the end, looking at his magnanimous and peaceful performance, perhaps as long as he sincerely begged for mercy, he would not embarrass and punish himself who was previously unable to resist.

In short, it was a gamble, a gamble to get out of this unscathed.

Although Meng Changqing's attitude towards him seemed to have changed slightly, it did not deteriorate sharply, so in his opinion, this gamble was the right one.