In the beginning, I dig the graves of my ancestors and I become a cultivator and a monster.

"It turns out that this is the true meaning of cultivating immortality!"

All the fellow disciples were so shocked that they couldn't help but silently recite what Gu Changqing said!

The more I thought about it, the more shocked I became!

Especially the last sentence: As majestic as mountains and rivers, wisdom is greater than stars, and the state of mind is like the vast sky, dancing with nothingness and coexisting with all things.

How profound and pretentious this artistic conception is!

For a moment, everyone couldn't help but tremble all over, and fell into the fantasy of the Sword Immortal, unable to extricate themselves!

Gu Changqing was extremely happy when he saw their shocked expressions!

Cool! awesome! What a blast!

After a long time, hundreds of fellow disciples turned around and bowed to Gu Changqing in unison: "Senior brother, you are welcome, we have benefited a lot!"

The scene is quite vast.

Gu Changqing had never been so respected by others, and he felt so happy that he went crazy.

It’s so cool to show off!

Junior Brother Zhang Ping, thank you for the words of truth you told me yesterday!

He screamed in his heart!

But in reality, he pretended to be calm and waved his hand: "Discussing Tao means learning from each other. You are serious in your words."

Seeing how humble he was, everyone admired him even more.

A junior fellow apprentice asked with a face full of urgency: "Senior Brother Gu, I saw that sword move you made to hit the sky last night. I was so shocked that I couldn't sleep all night!"

As he spoke, he took out a square mirror and showed the Galaxy Sword Rain last night to everyone for observation.

Many people on the field had only heard but not seen it, and there was another burst of exclamation and shock in an instant!

Everyone rushed to circulate it, extremely enthusiastic, and regarded Gu Changqing as their idol!

Gu Changqing felt even more happy.

He didn't expect that a junior brother would use Fang Tianjing to record his sword movements, and even bring it here to help me show off!

It seems that my image of the perfect senior brother is finally stable!

"Junior Brother Zhang Ping, all this is thanks to you!"

He looked happy and thought that he must repay Zhang Ping well!

Just then, a loud ringing of bells came from the attic!

An elder roared with a voice transmitted from thousands of miles away!

"Someone is stealing the ancestral tomb of Feixian Pavilion. All disciples should go there quickly!"

Hearing this, Gu Changqing's expression changed drastically!

Junior brother Zhang Ping is at the ancestral mausoleum!

Could it be...! !

Gu Changqing panicked.

As far as he knew, Zhang Ping was the only one who entered the ancestral mausoleum today!

Digging ancestral graves is a grave sin of deceiving one's master and destroying one's ancestors!

Gu Changqing's heartbeat was extremely fast!

When the fellow students present heard the news, their eyes suddenly became fierce!

"Someone dug up our ancestral tomb in Feixian Pavilion?"

"Who is so bold!"

"Let's all go to the ancestral mausoleum and kill that dog thief!"

They gritted their teeth and walked away with their swords!

Outside the cave, above the sky!

Hundreds of thousands of Feixian Pavilion disciples and deacons gathered from all directions, creating waves of clouds, which was very spectacular!

But these people are all going to kill the tomb robbers!

"Junior Brother Zhang Ping, it must not be you!"

Gu Changqing's heartbeat was extremely fast and he quickly moved away with his sword!

……

The bells of Feixian Ancestral Tomb are ringing loudly!

The guard drew his sword and charged in anger!

"Damn it, they're coming! I don't have much time left!"

Zhang Ping was sweating profusely and held the Explosive Gold Hoe tightly!

Although he was careful and avoided all dangerous places, he never thought that the anti-theft function would appear at the last step.

And it’s right on top of the sarcophagus!

Once touched, it will quickly absorb the essence of the tomb robber, and trigger the ancestral mausoleum guarding circle at the same time!

Moreover, the sarcophagus also carried a magical power, trapping Zhang Ping's body so tightly that he could hardly move!

Obviously the formation designer had a little trick on his mind.

It first lets you dig a grave, and then waits for you to jump into the hole before trapping you in it, unable to escape!

"This defensive formation is so insidious, it caught me off guard!"

"But if you want to trap me, that's just a dream!"

Zhang Ping showed a ferocious smile, and immediately activated his spiritual consciousness to activate the suction vortex in the Purple Gold Tower!

call!

All the mana and spiritual power of the magic circle that trapped Zhang Ping was instantly sucked away by the purple gold vortex, and turned into Zhang Ping's power, doubling his energy!

"All graves are my home field!"

"Open it for me!"

Zhang Ping was so wicked that he pushed open the heavy stone coffin lid!

Boom!

The sarcophagus fell to the ground with a loud bang!

But there was no crazy treasure spiritual energy pouring out of the sarcophagus as Zhang Ping thought!

Instead, there was dead silence!

A skeleton wearing a Taoist robe lay among them, but it was already lifeless!

"this……!"

Zhang Ping couldn't help but feel disappointed!

"Master Bitao, I'm so rude to you, this junior."

He hurriedly searched for the burial objects!

But he rummaged through the bones and corpses several times, but couldn't find anything except a nameplate of 'Bitao Layman'!

"By the way, it is recorded in the book that those who have committed crimes and are buried in the grave will not be buried with them!"

Zhang Ping took a deep breath, and his heartbeat was beating fast!

Could it be that... I will gain nothing today?

no, I can not!

Since the Purple Gold Pagoda guided me here, there must be treasures here!

Zhang Ping tried his best to calm down!

And calmly observed the corpse and Taoist robes of layman Bitao!

He even held the bone within two inches of his eyes and stared at it intently!

Nothing was found at first, but the more Zhang Ping focused, the more he felt that there was something different about these bones!

In the end, he really discovered the clues!

I saw that although the bones of layman Bitao were white, there was a trace of yellow light!

"This is……"

Zhang Ping's eyes were half-squinted, and he used his Qi to rub it vigorously with his hands. He discovered that under the layer of white bones, there were actually golden bones covered with runes!

Zhang Ping is ecstatic!

I just said there must be something here!

Just when he was ecstatic!

The purple gold pagoda's door is wide open, sucking in the energy of these runic golden bones!

Something magical happened!

A translucent shadow of a monk actually appeared in the pagoda, but it was not locked in a prison!

Zhang Ping was shocked!

Digging a grave and digging up a person?

Who is this?

The phantom looked at Zhang Ping, with extremely happy and emotional eyes: "Fifteen years later, someone finally dug me out! God opens my eyes, God opens my eyes!"

Zhang Ping was startled at first, and then suddenly realized: "Senior, are you... the elder of Feixian Pavilion who teaches martial arts - layman Bitao?"

"It's me!"

As he said that, he walked up quickly and grabbed Zhang Ping's hands with all his strength. He was already in tears!

"Boy, how did you discover my secret and dare to dig my grave?"

Although he was extremely excited, he was also full of doubts.

"this!"

Zhang Ping was stunned for a moment!

I can't say that I am a tomb robber, digging your grave just to make money!

Therefore, I must lie.

"Junior Zhang Ping is another disciple in the sect. Because his master is in seclusion, he came to Feixian Pavilion to practice sword techniques."

Zhang Pingping replied without changing his expression: "After comprehending the "Wandering Sword Art" last night, this junior inevitably had a dream all night long, and there was an old immortal in the dream!"

"The old immortal taught Zhang Ping that he must go to the Feixian Ancestral Tomb and dig your tomb!"

"That's why I have the guts to do such a rebellious thing. Please forgive me, senior!"

Hearing this, layman Bitao was shocked!

He hurriedly asked: "The old immortal in the dream? Is it the old immortal with white beard and white hair, wearing a purple robe of Bagua, with auspicious clouds at his feet, a fly whisk in his hand, a face like a crown of jade, accompanied by a green dragon on the left and a white tiger on the right?"

There are a lot of question marks in Zhang Ping's heart!

He just lied casually, but he didn't expect that there really is an old immortal in reality?

He followed the trend and was not ashamed to lie. He nodded repeatedly and said: "It is this old immortal!"

After receiving the affirmation, Master Bitao took a deep breath and said, "That's our ancestor of Shushan Sect! I didn't expect that our ancestor would entrust you with a dream!"

He couldn't help but burst into tears and burst into tears: "I thought "Flying Immortal Sword Art Volume 2" was going to be buried here with me forever!"

"I never thought that my ancestor would show up and ask you to help me and let the sword art see the light of day again!"

Hearing this, Zhang Ping's eyes suddenly lit up: "The "Flying Immortal Sword Art Volume 2" has not been lost? It's on you!?"