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

"it is good!"

Seeing Chen Yulou's bright eyes, he seemed confident.

There was no time for Partridge Whistle to hesitate.

Regardless of past experience or understanding of him.

Since he brought it up, he must have thought it over carefully and was 100% sure about it.

See that he agreed.

Chen Yulou casually threw the lantern, and the lamp flew out lightly with the help of hidden power, and then landed steadily on a rock next to him. At the same time, he raised his head and scanned the surroundings.

His sight seemed to be able to penetrate the thick fog, and he could clearly see the three figures.

"Everyone, keep your eyes on me."

Smile lightly.

The loud voice immediately spread throughout the cave.

Hear the words.

Kunlun's eyes focused and he raised the halberd in his hand.

His body was tense, as if he was about to fall down at any moment.

Not far from his side.

Yang Fang, who was lying on the rocks, was holding the divine whip, and a wisp of blood and energy was transferred into the divine whip.

Runes are intertwined on the four-sided steel whip.

A cold face as sharp as a knife was faintly reflected.

As for the old foreigner on the other side.

The moment Chen Yulou's voice rang in his ears, he had already taken out an iron arrow from the quiver beside him, put it on the bowstring, and slowly pulled it.

Blood was flowing through Gong's body.

It seemed as if there was a pitch-black, ferocious and terrifying dragon figure roaring with its head raised.

Seeing this, Chen Yulou nodded secretly.

The five of them joined forces.

Even if there are mountains of corpses and seas of blood, I am willing to give it a try.

He took a deep breath, and from the depths of his dantian, a powerful energy suddenly rose up like a tide.

Transformed into an invisible air shield.

It directly covered the corpse flower and even the entire sacred tree.

"Brother Dao, take action!"

Why do I need him to remind me?

The Qi had been firmly locked onto the Partridge Whistle of the Corpse Flower. The moment the Qi shield fell, he noticed that the aura emanating from the flower was obscured by something.

I can't feel anything anymore.

He raised his eyebrows and threw the lantern aside. He stepped on the stone wall in front of him and leaped up. While still in mid-air, he had already pulled out the umbrella with his backhand.

The qi rushes into the umbrella.

The forty-nine magic mirrors suddenly shone with golden light.

It is clearly an umbrella, but with the blessing of energy, it feels like a sword being unsheathed.

hum!

The tip of the umbrella crossed the night sky, and the cold light flashed, revealing its sharpness.

Seeing this scene, even Chen Yulou's heart couldn't help but move slightly.

As early as on the ship heading to southern Yunnan, he had often discussed swordsmanship with Partridge Whistle, but he had never seen him take action. But this sword strike was enough to explain everything.

Banshan is indeed the most secretive of the four sects and eight schools.

Apart from the art of Feng Shui.

He knows almost everything and is proficient in everything.

click-

At the moment when the sword is in the air.

In the forty-nine magic mirrors, golden light condensed into a line, cutting through the night and passing straight through the roots of the strange corpse flower.

All I heard was a crisp snapping sound.

The flower, which was more than half a person's height, suddenly shot up into the sky.

The scarlet "blood" splattered everywhere.

"broken……"

High above your head.

The eyes of the people who leaned forward to see this scene lit up and exclamations rang out one after another.

Although they had never heard of what the corpse flower was.

But something that can make the chief so serious and cautious must not be an ordinary thing.

"fire!"

He ignored the screams coming from above his head.

Chen Yulou's mind moved.

A wisp of elixir fire rose out of nowhere and appeared exactly where the corpse-scented konjac fell.

Peng——

First the broad leaves, which burn almost instantly, then the rhizomes, and finally the flower buds wrapped in the broad leaves.

The speed at which the flames spread was extremely alarming.

It only takes a blink of an eye.

The giant flower instantly turned into a sea of ​​fire.

Seeing this, Partridge Whistle quickly stepped back a few steps to avoid the area covered by the fire.

I watched the corpse flower melt in the flames at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His brows were always tightly furrowed.

Don't know why.

He always felt that everything was too simple and casual.

It went so smoothly that he couldn't believe it.

It shouldn't be the case that the mountain-moving ancestors of all generations spent so much time and effort to record it in just a few dozen pages of the Secret Records of Moving Mountains.

But he looked up and scanned the surroundings.

The steep cliffs, the giant coffin of the sacred tree, the ancient texts in the ghost cave, the gold and silver everywhere, and the heavy fog floating around were all exactly the same as before, with no discernible difference.

For a moment, Partridge Whistle couldn't help but feel a little surprised and suspicious.

I even started to wonder if I was being too cautious.

only……

This idea just came up.

He seemed to have noticed something and withdrew his gaze from a stone beam not far away that was engraved with ghost cave characters. When he looked up again, he saw a figure appear in the burning fire in front of him without knowing when.

Wearing a long robe and a Taoist bun.

He carried three umbrellas on his back.

He has long white hair and a beard, and an ethereal aura, giving off a vague sense of a Taoist immortal.

However, at this moment, his face was full of pain. He stretched out his hand to him with difficulty, and still said something silently.

"master……"

Looking at the figure that appeared in my dreams countless times.

Partridge Whistle only felt as if a pair of invisible hands were strangling his heart.

Extreme pain, a feeling of suffocation close to death.

But he said nothing, just stared at the figure in the fire.

A Taoist monk who moved mountains from previous generation.

The master who took him around for many years and taught him the secret art of moving mountains.

Partridge Whistle has never seen his father since he was a child. To him, his father is both his teacher and his father. In many cases, his father has even replaced his imagination of his father.

just.

Many years ago, he died on his way to Mount Xiao due to the outbreak of a ghost curse and blood coagulation.

Why did he suddenly appear here after so many years?

"Master, is that you?"

Partridge Whistle took a deep breath and muttered.

Because he was too excited, there was even a slight tremor in his voice.

The figure seemed to have heard his words and nodded slowly.

Seeing this, Partridge Whistle no longer hesitated. He opened the mirror umbrella with a bang and was about to rescue the master from the sea of ​​fire.

but……

Before he could take a single step.

A big hand suddenly patted my shoulder heavily.

At the same time, a low roar exploded in my ears.

"Wake up!"

There was an astonishing power hidden in that shout, like the magical power of the Buddhist lion's roar.

It immediately pulled him back from his confusion.

The light and shadow in the sight quickly dissipated.

When he looked up again, there was no trace of his master in the firelight. Instead, there was only a bright and juicy corpse flower with a seductive and weird smile.

call--

See this scene.

A fine layer of sweat instantly appeared on Partridge Whistle's forehead.

The vest was also wet with cold sweat.

"Is that it?!"

"Circle of Light Magic!"

He was also an old hand with many years of experience and had seen countless things. How could he not know that he had been dragged into the illusion by that ghost flower?

just.

why?

Partridge Whistle’s brows were tightly knitted together. He didn’t even know when he was tricked.

After all, he never touched the corpse flower from beginning to end.

The best you can do is cut it off with the Mirror Umbrella.

Why can it still affect my mind silently?

"Corpse Flower, also known as Corpse Amorphophallus, eats and corrodes flesh, and its scent can cause hallucinations."

Between his fear and hesitation.

A calm voice came from behind.

Partridge Whistle turned around suddenly and met Chen Yulou's clear and calm eyes, "Corpse-scented konjac?"

"Yes."

"That's why I want to block the surrounding areas."

Chen Yulou shook his head.

There was also a hint of deep fear in the depths of his eyes.

Even he didn't expect that despite all the measures taken, something almost went wrong.

"Then... the old foreigners?"

Partridge Whistle wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

He finally understood why the ancestors who moved the mountains recorded that this flower was a bad omen.

He has already entered the stage of cultivation and is only one step away from completing the integration of the three energies and building the foundation in a hundred days.

Still can't avoid it.

In fear, he suddenly remembered that his junior brother, Kunlun and Yang Fang were guarding above him.

Even so.

Wouldn't their situation be even more dangerous?

This sentence was like a prophecy. Almost at the moment when the words fell, a whooshing sound suddenly came from high above.

In the corner of my eye, a ray of golden light had already torn through the darkness and headed straight for the bottom of the cliff.

"broken……"

See this situation.

Partridge Whistle's heart sank.

He knew the old foreigner very well and would never act rashly.

He was invisiblely affected by the corpse flower and met his master whom he hadn't seen for many years.

At this moment he used the Jiao shooting bow.

What you see is probably extremely dangerous.

Bang!

My mind was racing.

The long arrow was shot down with terrifying force.

Even with his five senses blocked, he could still feel the violent vibration caused by the long arrow sinking into the ground.

But oddly enough.

This time, Chen Yulou did not change color, but pointed to the side and reminded.

"careful!"

"what?"

Partridge Whistle frowned.

Looking at his slightly solemn profile, he seemed to have thought of something and immediately turned his head to look at the place where the arrow had penetrated.

By the wind lantern on the stone next to it.

The flames flickered.

The iron arrow clearly pierced through the head of a black snake that was as thick as an arm and more than half a person's length.

Nail it firmly to the ground.

"This……"

See this scene.

Because of the strange illusion just now.

Partridge Whistle suddenly felt as if he was in a situation where he could not distinguish between reality and illusion, truth and falsehood.

He didn't even dare to guess whether it was real or just another illusion.

It was obvious that the ghost flower had turned into a pile of powder and ashes in just a few moments, floating down from the sky and covering the ground.

Chen Yulou didn't think too much about it.

He jumped up and kicked the lantern that he had placed on the stone.

The oil lamp crashed into the stone wall.

With a bang, it shattered into countless pieces.

The flames also fell like rain.

Soon, a strange rustling noise was heard from the darkness deep in the cave.

That voice is so familiar.

They had heard it just a few hours ago over at the underground lake.

At this moment, it was like the devil's whisper, ringing in my ears again.

Seeing this, something seemed to break in Partridge Whistle's mind, and he suddenly remembered that when he first encountered this kind of black poisonous snake by the ancient well in Gumo Prefecture that day, Chen Yulou had mentioned two names.

Pure Vision Agama.

Black Sky Ghost Party.

The devil in the night connects yin and yang.

These damn things are everywhere, and they're... back again.

This time it was no illusion.

After all, the gorgeous corpse-scented amorphophallus had been burned to nothing by the spiritual fire.

As the true qi spiritual fire.

There are weird and sinister things.

It will also be reduced to ashes.

The reason why he was affected before was probably because he was too close, and coupled with the burning of the Dan fire, the corpse gas in the corpse flower completely exploded.

Chen Yulou was a little far away, and his own strength was far superior to his own.

Only then will you be safe.

As for the three old foreigners above our heads.

Because of the air mask blocking the area, the corpse qi could not dissipate, so he was not dragged into the illusion.

call--

He let out a long breath.

After figuring out the whole cause and effect, the murderous intent in Partridge Whistle's deep eyes could no longer be concealed.

After wandering around for many years, he was actually frightened by a flower.

It's more or less embarrassing.

He pressed hard on a spot in the umbrella handle with his fingers. With a bang, the umbrella folded and was put back behind him. In his hands, two twenty-shot mirror boxes appeared.

His eyes scanned the surroundings.

bang bang bang-

Bullets filled with endless murderous intent poured out from the gun barrel.

The black snakes that were surrounded by flames and fleeing everywhere died in an instant, and black blood splattered everywhere.

The three people above him also used their own methods.

Especially the old foreigner, he shot the arrows accurately, and specifically went after those huge snakes of astonishing size. The long arrows pierced through them, and the energy exploded.

Not even a moment's effort.

There was silence in the cave.

There were dead snakes everywhere, and the air was filled with a thick stench that couldn't be dispersed.

However, based on previous experience, everyone, including Chen Yulou, wore black scarves to cover their faces so as not to inhale the poisonous gas.

"Put on the lights!"

Glancing around.

After making sure that there is no longer that dark and eerie snake-like aura.

Only then did Chen Yulou look up at the top of the cliff.

"Yes."

The Xiangling bandits responded one after another.

Then he took off the backpack and took out lanterns made of water bamboo and covered with snowflake paper. They were clearly the Kongming lanterns that had been improved by the Qi family and shone brightly in the Insect Valley of Zhalong Mountain.

Lighted with flint.

Just release it gently.

The Kongming lantern floats with the flowing wind.

After dozens of lamps were lit, the entire cave suddenly became brightly lit, as bright as day.

The guys didn't rest either. They took out grappling hooks and other weapons, stepped on the stone walls, broke through the clouds and mist, and rushed into the cave like monkeys.

"My God, how many funerary objects must have been buried with him?"

"It's more extravagant than many Han imperial tombs, isn't it?"

"This trip is damn worth it. This is as much as several years' harvest in previous years."

"Stop talking nonsense and start digging for gold first."

It was not until they actually stood in the Spirit Palace, surrounded by mountains of gold and seas of silver, that the gang of Xiangling thieves finally realized the meaning of the phrase "gold and silver everywhere".

Throughout the ages, countless people have come to the ancient city of Jingjue.

But they are the only ones who actually arrived here.

Found the Queen's treasure.

However, the thieves in Xiangling never leave empty-handed, even the jade in the belly and the gold teeth in the mouth of the ancient corpse will be pried away.

There was no time to waste at this moment. People put on their anti-toxic silver gloves and bent down to harvest, just like the old farmers who had endured a year and finally waited for the harvest.

If they hadn't always kept their heads down.

I guess everyone laughed out loud.

Seeing them start to work, Chen Yulou and his companions rested for a while, and waited until their breath returned to normal before they passed through the rocks, funerary objects and many figures, heading straight for the huge coffin in the deepest part.

"It's made of a whole sacred tree."

When they got closer, Yang Fang walked back and forth around the giant coffin.

Before, on the top of the cliff, with the help of a fire stick, he only felt that the huge coffin was translucent in color, shining with the light of gold and jade. He also thought that it was neither gold nor wood. He did not expect that the queen was so extravagant as to use a whole Kunlun sacred tree as the coffin.

Look at the broken tree with corpse flowers growing on it.

He already had a guess in his mind.

That ghost flower was most likely left behind by the ancient Jingjue people. Similar to those black snakes, it was meant to guard the tomb and prevent outsiders like them from trespassing without permission.

"No, Brother, Shopkeeper Chen, this coffin seems to have been moved."

Just as several people were looking around the mechanism carefully.

The old foreigner suddenly shook the lantern in his hand, pointed at a spot on the coffin wall and shouted with a frown.

"Moved?"

Hear this.

The originally relaxed and casual atmosphere suddenly became solemn.

Even Chen Yulou didn't dare to delay.

He quickly walked around the coffin and went to the other side. He looked carefully in the direction the old foreigner pointed and saw a crack half a fist wide on the edge of the coffin.

The fire is flickering.

Deep inside the coffin, there seemed to be a cold gaze peering out.