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"Okay, Pindao picked it up, please tell me the details."

After half a quarter of an hour, Ye Fan left Nancheng District.

"How is it? Did the Taoist leader agree with you? You won't be slaughtered by that old man, right?" When passing by the stone studio, the owner asked enthusiastically.

"Take me fifty catties and leave in two days." Ye Fan replied.

"Although the price is expensive, it is not too cruel." The owner of Shizhai recommended: "Buy a stone coat from me. It is an old stone peeled off from the treasure source, and it has the effect of warding off evil spirits."

The savage beast roared, and a group of men and horses rushed into Yuancheng. They were a group of young people, all in their twenties. They rode extraordinary horses, three feet off the ground, and rushed across the street.

Ye Fan rubbed his chin, he was still thinking about it just now, he didn't want to see the Ji family soon, he didn't want to take the initiative to cause trouble.

Two days later, Ye Fan came to the dilapidated house of the old knife handle in Nancheng District. There were already more than a dozen people waiting there, most of them were young people.

"It's been half a month, and the number of people has finally come together." The old knife held a pipe in his mouth, and said: "First of all, I am only responsible for leading the way, and I care about my own life and death. If I am really called into the old mine, it has nothing to do with me."

These people have already understood the rules, no one said anything else, just urged to go on the road.

"Why bother, what's so good about an ancient mine, many people are buried in it every year." The old knife muttered.

Some people didn't like to listen, and said: "I said old man, can you say something festive, as if cursing us to die."

"Well, may we have a smooth journey!" The old knife said no more.He has never left others to do this task, and has always been responsible for it himself.

When he walked out of Yuancheng, Ye Fan saw those young people from the Ji family again, they were in a hurry, riding wild beasts and galloping away.

Even though those strange beasts did not touch the ground, the strong wind still stirred up a lot of dust and sand, making those who wanted to enter the ancient mine in the early days glaring.

"What's there to be crazy about, do you really think this city is your palace?"

"Shh, keep your voice down, do you know who those people are? They are from the Ji family, and they will cause a catastrophe."

In the team that rushed out, several people turned their heads and stared a few times, and one of them showed a sneer and said: "Misfortune comes from your mouth, keep your mouth shut." They didn't stop, and flew away.

"It's really...too arrogant, the Huanggu family is amazing?!" Some people were not angry, but they only dared to mutter in a low voice after those people left.

As expected of the old knife handle who has been walking on this road for decades, he actually avoided the blockade of the Holy Land and walked in along the secret road.

The people stopped and walked, and ten days later they walked through a large area of ​​no man's land and the boundless Gobi, and the old knife took everyone to the outskirts of the ancient mine in the early days.

It was less than a thousand miles away from the so-called edge of the beginning, and they came outside the legendary restricted area of ​​life.

"You can only advance another [-] miles, or you will be in danger. You must control yourselves, don't be impulsive, let alone talk nonsense." The old swordsman warned solemnly.

Here, there is nothing, the earth is as red as blood, it has been like this since ancient times, and silence is the eternal theme.

Sand and gravel are everywhere, and the occasional stone mountains are as red as blood and as quiet as tombstones.

"This place is so desolate, you can't even see ghosts." Someone sighed.

"Don't talk nonsense!" the old knife angrily reprimanded.

"As for this, there is nothing, so what are you afraid of if you just say a few words?" A young man was very dissatisfied, thinking that he was being too cautious.

The old knife kept muttering, he didn't know what he was talking about, and at the same time he bowed and bowed to the front, then he turned around and glared at him angrily, and shouted: "If you want to die, leave by yourself, don't follow us, since I Lead the team and listen to me in everything.”

"You old knife is too much, we paid you, how can you have this attitude?" The young man was not convinced, and asked in a cold voice.

"I can return the source to you, and then you can go away." The old knife responded indifferently.

"Forget it, let's calm down, anyway, we are almost at the place, so let's not say a few words." Someone beside me persuaded.

The old swordsman said coldly: "I am doing it for your own good. Talking nonsense in this area will kill people."

"Is it so serious?" The people next to him couldn't believe it.

The old swordsman snorted coldly, and said: "Three years ago, because there was a person in the team who had no taboos, it caused a catastrophe. In the end, only me and the other two survived among the twenty or so people."

"It's so scary, what happened, everyone else... died?" A few people were timid and asked cautiously.

"No one knew what happened. At that time, everyone was blind and couldn't perceive anything. They only heard screams. When they regained their spiritual sense, there were only twenty pools of blood on the ground." The old sword said calmly. Come.

The vast land is empty and red for thousands of miles. There is no end in sight, and there are occasional dust rolls.

Everyone looked at each other in blank disbelief.

But the young man just now obviously didn't believe it, and said with a sneer, "Everyone is a monk, so why are you still afraid of ghosts? I believe that as long as you don't enter the restricted area of ​​life, nothing bad will happen outside."

"Snapped!"

The old knife handle threw a bag of Yuan on the ground, and said: "You go, return your Yuan, you can't walk with us anymore."

"Forget it, everyone, stop talking nonsense and move on." Someone persuaded.

"Okay, is it okay if I don't talk anymore?" Seeing that the old man's face was so serious, the young man felt a little terrified.

"Remember, no one is allowed to talk nonsense!" The old swordsman solemnly urged with a gloomy face.

Chapter 224 Fire Dragon Tomb

A group of people are flying at low altitude, advancing to the depths of this land.

After walking for less than a hundred miles, I saw some stone pillars one after another, some of which were extremely thick, and I don't know how many years have passed, but they still stand on the ground.

Occasionally, some huge foundations will be seen. Each of those stones is several meters long, and the foundation is thick and wide, which is amazing.

"What kind of relic is this? If it's a building, it would be too magnificent. Is it the residence of a giant?" Someone was surprised.

"Look, there are some patterns on this stone pillar, and some strange creatures are engraved on it. They are really hideous, uglier than ghosts."

"Why are you talking nonsense again?!" The old knife stared anxiously at the young man.

"Is this also a taboo?!" The young man was also a little angry.

"You have to know where you came to. The ancient mine in the early days is even more unbelievable than you imagined!" The old knife scolded angrily, and said, "Five years ago, I saw with my own eyes that more than thirty monks died in front of this ruins. Dye too early."

"What's going on?" The others were startled.

"I don't know, I just saw from a distance that those people were evaporated, their blood shot up to the sky, and their bodies turned into fly ash." The old knife seemed to be in a lingering fear.

"Let's go, let's move on." Others were a little uncomfortable.

The old knife snorted heavily, and stayed away from the young man, like avoiding snakes and scorpions, not walking with him.

Seeing this, Ye Fan followed behind the old knife handle, and also left that guy, preferring to believe it or not.

The crowd traveled hundreds of miles, and the distance to the so-called edge was less than a hundred miles. The old swordman slowed down and said, "I suggest that you don't go any further, just fly up to the sky here, and show off your supernatural powers. Take a good look at it."