Tomb Robber: I, Chen Yulou, am dedicated to cultivating immortality!

"Ah... yes."

"Oh, right, after walking up the stone steps, there is a throne made of jade."

Una was still in a trance. Upon hearing these words, she subconsciously raised her head and met those clear and deep eyes that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.

She felt inexplicably confused.

Avoid Chen Yulou's sight.

He nodded, as if feeling it was a bit casual, and quickly added another sentence.

Jade throne?

This news immediately ignited everyone's emotions.

In the entire ancient country of Jingjue, only the queen has the privilege of using jade as the foundation.

"Boss, what are you waiting for? Let's fight."

"I am willing to be a pioneer and explore the way for my brothers."

"Take me one."

Although they have been robbing tombs for many years, how many of them have had the opportunity to take a look at the royal tombs?

Not to mention that she was the queen who unified the thirty-six kingdoms in the Western Regions.

It is difficult to find a few people with such a reputation in the thousands of years of Han dynasties.

And there has always been the merit of being the first to climb Changsheng Mountain.

It is said that Zhang Yunqiao, the most powerful leader of the mountain today, made great contributions when he was in southern Yunnan, and then he rose to prominence.

Years ago, he was still unknown.

He is now the leader of the Thirteenth Branch.

With his example in mind, the bandits could no longer understand that a great opportunity to gain a future was right in front of them. They were eager to take the initiative and volunteered, fearing that they would fall behind others.

Seeing this, Chen Yulou couldn't help but ponder.

Although Yuan Hong had explored it first this morning with the help of the mandrill's talent, he could only get a rough idea of ​​where the snake cave was. The royal city was shrouded in darkness, so he had to enter it to see it clearly.

The brothers are so enthusiastic and active.

He also didn't want to undermine their confidence.

"Kunlun...you take the lead."

"Remember, be careful."

His eyes swept across the crowd, finally landing on the tall figure beside him.

The temple is already amazing and majestic enough, but Kunlun, who is inside it, has a sense of towering above the earth, just like the stone generals with giant pupils that can be seen along the way.

"Yes, from the shopkeeper."

Kunlun's eyes were stern. Beneath the seemingly calm situation, there was a raging storm about to rise.

The shopkeeper didn't say anything about not being able to open the secret door just now, but he felt quite guilty in his heart. Now he finally had a chance to make amends.

He immediately picked out a few guys.

Easy driving.

He only carried torches, long swords and muskets.

Amid countless gazes, Kunlun took a deep breath and pulled up the black scarf around his neck to cover his mouth and nose.

No one has set foot in the palace below for thousands of years.

It might be a black cellar.

There is not much time left now and there is no time to relax, so you must be extra careful. If you rush in rashly, you are very likely to be poisoned.

Not only him, but also the people behind him were the same.

The black scarf was not only wetted with clean water, but also soaked in a potion that could clear the mind and remove poison. If it was really poisonous, it would not kill him instantly, and he could be delayed until his brothers came to help.

"go!"

Kunlun held a torch.

He took the lead and rushed into the stone tunnel.

As soon as he stepped in, he felt a cold and damp breath coming towards him, mixed with an indescribable smell of rot and mold.

It is completely different from the dry and transparent temple.

I reached out and touched the stone wall. The cold mist had condensed into water droplets and the ground under my feet was extremely slippery. If I wasn't careful, I might fall down.

Kunlun frowned and reminded.

The people behind him responded one after another.

After walking up eighty-seven steps, the stone stairs finally reached the end. The space in front suddenly became larger and the view became clear.

Kunlun stretched out his hand and gestured to stop. He did not rush in. Instead, he took out a fire starter, lit it, and then threw it out with force.

The light of the fire flickered in the air, flickering in and out of focus.

His eyes were fixed on the trajectory of the tinder.

From time to time, flashes of rich and colorful colors appeared in the light.

"Kunlun looks like a corridor."

The old fellow following closely behind him whispered.

"Indeed."

Kunlun did not look back, but stared at the fire starter that had fallen to the ground. In the dim light, he could vaguely see the Western Region sky bricks stacked on top of each other.

They had seen a lot of this kind of ceiling bricks when they came here.

Many of the stone tombs floating in the sea of ​​sand are built with it.

According to the shopkeeper.

Western Region sky bricks are extremely difficult to fire, and those who can afford them are generally princes and nobles.

Today, this corridor is at least ten meters long, and the dome is built in the shape of brackets, which is large enough to accommodate a carriage. It is so magnificent that it must have required at least several thousand bricks.

It is a rare opportunity for ordinary people to be decorated with ceiling tiles after their death.

Only the Queen of Jingjue can afford such luxury.

"You guys wait here."

After looking for a while, Kunlun handed the lantern to the guy behind him.

but……

No one answered.

The guy grinned and said, "Boss Kunlun, there's no need for you to do this little thing of exploring the way yourself."

"Leave it to the brothers and I'll do it."

Without waiting for Kunlun to speak, he leaped out with a laugh.

"and many more."

Kunlun frowned.

The reason why he wanted to go alone was because his experience of exploring tombs countless times in the past told him that hidden mechanisms were most likely to be hidden in such narrow and enclosed corridors.

No hidden fire, quicksand or traps are needed.

Just set up a few crossbows in the darkness in front of the corridor.

A machine expansion that is triggered by a golden negative line or mercury water.

No matter how many people there are, they will all be shot.

He originally thought that he could rely on his own strength to break in, and if there were really bows, crossbows or hidden arrows, he might be able to escape unscathed.

Unexpectedly, the old friend saw through his intention at once and rushed out without hesitation.

Wait until he turns around and looks.

He landed on the corridor paved with ceiling tiles like a wisp of green smoke, and rushed forward quickly.

This scene made the hearts of the people on the stone steps tense.

I didn't dare to take a breath.

I was afraid that a buzzing sound would suddenly come from the darkness ahead.

Good thing...

The group's concerns did not come true.

The guy was very fast. In just a moment, he had crossed the corridor and stood under the circular arch.

Without even taking a breath, he raised the lantern in his hand and looked forward.

After concentrating for a long time, he let out a long breath and shook the lantern, "Kunlun, come on, it's okay."

Hear this.

Kunlun's tightly furrowed brows finally slowly relaxed.

A low sigh of relief and cheers also came from the stone steps behind him.

"go!"

There was no hesitation.

Kunlun strode forward.

The lights illuminated the corridor as bright as day, allowing them to see the murals on the walls clearly.

Everywhere you look, you can see eyes of all shapes and sizes.

Some are open, some are closed, some are big, some are small, and even the eyelashes and eyelids are clearly drawn.

Walking in it was like being stared at by countless pairs of eyes. Even though the group of people were old hands who were fearless, they couldn't help but feel a little scared.

Kunlun was looking at it in fascination.

However, the most important thing of this trip is to find out the situation in the palace.

He didn't dare waste time.

He just glanced casually and went to the front to meet the guy.

"Good kung fu."

Reaching out and patting him on the shoulder, Kunlun's eyes were full of admiration.

He himself is an intermediate and advanced player.

Having also seen the skills of the shopkeeper, Partridge Whistle and Yang Fang, he had a very high standard and ordinary light-body skills were not even worth his attention. He did not expect that this guy's skills were so outstanding.

"Thank you, boss."

"What's your name? I'll ask for credit for you later."

He is neither arrogant nor impatient.

The admiration on Kunlun's face suddenly became stronger.

However, he has always held the position of leader in the mountain.

But because he had not been enlightened in the past few years and could not speak, he was almost in a state of self-isolation. Except for the shopkeeper, the kidnapper and Red Girl, no one could get close to him.

So I'm not too familiar with the guy.

As we are traveling together, I feel that he looks quite familiar, but I don't know his name.

"Boss Kunlun, he is known as Xiaoshi Qian in the mountains, and his strongest skill is his fighting ability."

Just as the guy was about to speak, he heard some laughter from behind him.

Hours to move?

And heard this name.

Kunlun could not help but nodded. Since the guys in Changsheng Mountain came from the green forest, the guys on the mountain admired the heroes of Liangshan Marsh the most and were proud of being named Xiao or Sheng.

In the entire Liangshan, the only ones famous for their light body skills and agility are Dai Zong and Shi Qian.

However, when the guy heard the title, his face turned red, which was rare for him.

"When I was young, my family was poor and I almost starved to death. I was a thief for a while..."

“That’s why it got this name.”

Seeing his ashamed look, Kunlun just shook his head and smiled, not caring.

All the brothers in the mountain come from a poor background.

Before he went up the mountain, he was just a wild man in the mountains.

"Okay, I remember you."

Kunlun nodded and said no more. He greeted everyone and walked straight through the archway and went in.

"Brother Zhao has become rich, but don't forget your brothers."

After he left, several waiters quickly followed and filed in, but when they passed in front of Xiao Shiqian, they could not hide their envy in their eyes.

Kunlun is the undisputed confidant of the head.

Being remembered by him and personally recommended for credit, it is conceivable that after returning to Changsheng Mountain, he would not dare to catch up with Zhang Yunqiao, but it would definitely be enough for him to become a helmsman under the branch hall.

For these guys, this is already a step towards heaven.

"Go, go, go, it's nothing."

The guy waved his hands, but his heart was full of longing.

After so many years, I am finally getting through this.

He let out a breath and followed quickly without further delay.

When they caught up with Kunlun, they found that he was holding a lantern and looking at something intently. When they looked over, they saw a throne made of mutton-fat white jade and finely carved with red jade.

It's more than two meters high.

It is clinging to the high wall and looks indescribably magnificent.

The entire body of the base is inlaid with gold and silver, and carved with fairy mountains, clouds, insects, fish and various animals.

It is very eye-catching in the hall with black as the main tone.

"The throne... this must be really valuable, right?"

"What a good thing! If we take it back, we can exchange it for at least a hundred spears."

"Damn, it's really extravagant for a queen of a small country."

"It might be difficult to move back. It's thousands of miles away."

Everyone in the group couldn't take their eyes off it.

Especially when they saw that the throne was polished from a whole piece of jade, and not pieced together as they had imagined, everyone was even more shocked and exclaimed from time to time.

"Look at other places first. If there is no danger, go and inform the shopkeeper."

Kunlun was not very interested in these.

After a casual glance, he retracted his gaze, glanced at a few people and gave them a warning.

"it is good."

The group dispersed.

After watching for a while, several people looked a little disappointed.

Because the palace was built underground, there is a lot of moisture and the air is humid. Except for the throne and the murals in the corridors which are well preserved, the rest of the ancient artifacts have been severely corroded.

Moreover, the legendary scene of gold and silver everywhere was not seen.

Except for a few pieces of jade that were put away by them.

Pottery is worthless.

Copper, iron, wooden and silk products would break at the slightest touch.

There were a few skeletons scattered in a corner of the hall. Judging from the rotten armor on them, they should be guards. Rusty swords and armor were scattered all over the ground.

The style is completely different from Han swords.

A few guys who liked ancient swords and weapons wanted to take them back for collection, but they turned into powder before they could pick them up. Seeing this, everyone had to give up.

"Go and inform the shopkeeper."

Kunlun didn't reveal much.

He just gave some instructions to a few guys.

Not long after.

A sound of footsteps was heard in the brick corridor.

Chen Yulou and his group looked at the murals one by one, many of which they had seen before.

After all, they have been ruled by Jingjue for many years.

Both Xiye and Gumo live under the shadow of the Queen.

However, the closer you get to the palace, the more mysterious the contents of the murals become.

One in particular.

The jade eye enshrined in the altar shone brightly, and then a black hole appeared in the sky, from which a fleshy ball like a giant eye slowly emerged.

"This... is truly an imaginary space!"

The moment I saw it.

Everyone subconsciously recalled what they had just experienced in the temple.

No wonder the snake eggs appeared so quietly.

"Isn't this the kind of black snake?"

As he was watching, Yang Fang suddenly touched the old foreigner next to him with his shoulder.

The latter raised the lantern in his hand forward.

I saw two black mountains covered with black snakes. Countless people and beasts knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the black snakes on the mountains.

The murals are so realistic and lifelike that it is difficult to tell whether they are real or fake.

Just as he was about to speak, the old foreigner suddenly realized something and his body couldn't help but tremble, and the veins on the back of his hand holding the lantern popped out.

"what happened?"

I noticed something strange about him.

Yang Fang couldn't help but look weird.

Even though the black snake was strange and extremely poisonous, it wouldn't be so scary just because of a painting, right?

"Look behind the mountain..."

After taking a few deep breaths, the old foreigner calmed down a little, but his expression was still complicated.

"Behind the mountain?"

Yang Fang looked over.

Only then did we discover that behind the intersecting peaks of the Twin Black Mountains, two scarlet spots poked out from the clouds, looming. If you didn't look carefully, they could easily be mistaken for red mineral materials.

Now take a closer look.

He then vaguely realized... that it seemed to be a giant snake entwined on the Shuanghei Mountain.

"how come?"

Seeing the strange snake, which was almost bigger than the mountain, Yang Fang's first thought was that it was impossible.

Although Shuanghei Mountain is not very high.

But at least it's several hundred feet long.

Its body coiled around two huge mountains, something even the legendary dragon couldn’t do.

Seeing his expression changing continuously as he exclaimed, Chen Yulou and Partridge Whistle, who were looking at the murals one by one, were also alarmed, and followed him to ask about the situation.

"I don't think it's possible either."

"Brother Chen...how big is that thousand-year-old dragon in Fuxian Lake?"

Partridge Whistle frowned as he watched.

No matter what we saw along the way or in the family books and legends left by the ancestors of the Zagrama clan, there has never been any record of this giant snake. At most it is a mother snake, but it is no more than the giant green-scaled python in Zhalong Mountain.

The giant snake in the mural in front of me.

They have all transcended the mundane realm.

Even the several major monsters recorded in the ancient mythological Shan Hai Jing are no more than this.

Facing the gazes of several people, Chen Yulou did not explain, but pointed to the mural at the end of the corridor.

“I think we have to watch it in conjunction with it.”