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

"Zudong?"

"The saint?"

Listening to him talking almost like gibberish.

Yang Fang couldn't help but look stunned.

Ever since entering this ancient city, he has had an indescribable strange feeling.

He was clearly in the team, and except for a short separation at night when they slept, they were together almost all the time, but he was like an outsider.

See flowers in the fog and the moon in the well.

I can see some, but it's all blurry.

He subconsciously looked at Chen Yulou, but found that he was staring at the depths of the stone chamber in a trance, with a faint green light emerging in the depths of his eyes.

Seeing this, he could only turn his gaze back to the old foreigner.

Hoping he could give me some answers.

But at this moment, the old foreigner was not much better than his senior brother, and was even more excited.

It was just like the illusion of the ghost flower before.

After mumbling a few words, he could only turn to Kunlun for help.

but……

From the other person's face.

He saw the same surprise as himself.

Yang Fang finally got some comfort.

As Manager Chen's absolute confidant, Kunlun was still unclear about the reason. It seemed reasonable that he, an outsider who joined in midway, knew nothing.

"Brother Chen, this is the ancestor of my clan. You guys just wait, I'll go down first."

He took several deep breaths in succession.

I finally suppressed the restlessness in my heart.

Partridge Whistle spoke immediately.

He had seen this scene thousands of times in the family book.

The ancient sage peered into a bottomless black hole, became blind and died, and was later buried in the Shuanghei Mountains.

But thousands of years later, when he came here again, he found that everything had changed dramatically.

So that night.

They found the remains of their ancestors in the black tower.

When I and my junior fellow apprentice took him to the foot of Shuanghei Mountain for burial.

The two searched again and again under the cover of night, but found that the terrain had changed. Except for the two black magnetic mountains that remained the same as before, stretching across the endless sea of ​​sand, everything had changed.

Just hurriedly buried the remains of the ancestor.

Then he returned to the camp.

After entering the ancient city, Partridge Whistle was only focused on finding the palace of the Queen of Jingjue.

From the beginning to the end, no one had ever thought that the remains of the ancient sage were actually under the giant coffin.

Therefore, even he couldn't control his inner emotional outburst.

"Chen once read an ancient book called Great Tang Records on the Western Regions, which recorded that two saints were buried at the foot of the mountain. Could they be the ancestors of your lineage?"

Chen Yulou pondered for a moment and spoke softly.

Although they had been traveling together for a long time and Partridge Whistle could talk to him about anything, he had never mentioned the ancient secrets of the Zagrama clan.

So, even though he knew that past better than anyone else.

It’s not a good idea to point it out directly at this moment.

"Can't be wrong."

Partridge Whistle nodded.

He was extremely anxious at the moment and had no intention of asking about the origin of the book.

"It seems that the Zagrama clan is even older than we thought."

This sentence is not deliberate, but an exclamation from the heart.

After all, when their ancestors migrated here, the Han area was still in the era of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors.

After he finished speaking, Chen Yulou changed the subject and said, "Since these are the remains of our ancestors, there is no time to waste. Go quickly, brother. If you need any help, just let me know."

"it is good."

See him agree.

Partridge Whistle dared not delay any longer, so he called the old foreigner, and the two brothers, one in front and one behind, stepped on the edge of the coffin and jumped down.

Before it landed, the sky-piercing rope in Partridge Whistle's hand was thrown out heavily. The sharp hook was stuck in the crevice of the cliff. Above his head, the old foreigner was holding a lantern.

As it fell down little by little.

The flames also completely dispelled the darkness around.

The entire stone chamber is about five or six meters square. It can be seen that it was repaired by someone, and the traces of knife and axe carving are clearly visible.

The two skeletons were indeed one old and one young. They had long since dehydrated into mummies in the dry environment of the black desert, and their entire bodies were a dark brown.

The old man was wrapped in sheepskin. He had a kind face, deep eyes, a high nose bridge, and the long beard on his chin was still vaguely visible.

As for the young child next to him, he looks no more than five or six years old. Although he has been dead for many years, he does not look too eerie or scary. Instead, one can get a glimpse of his childishness when he was alive.

The two of them sat cross-legged.

In the middle is a stone box.

Seeing this scene, Partridge Whistle's mind was filled with a myriad of thoughts and an indescribable emotion burst out.

The same is true for the old foreigner behind him.

I was originally focused on finding the ghost cave, but I didn't expect... the first thing I saw was the remains of two ancient saints.

Thousands of years of vicissitudes are like a phantom of the mortal world, which suddenly crosses the rolling history and appears in front of us. That feeling makes no matter how many words are used, they seem a little pale.

"Old foreigner, follow me to worship our ancestors."

After an unknown amount of time of silence, Partridge Whistle finally came to his senses and whispered to the person behind him.

"Yes, senior brother."

Hearing this, the old foreigner immediately took down the bamboo basket behind him and took out three long incense sticks and a copper incense burner.

After lighting, insert it into the copper furnace.

Then he carefully placed it on the ground in front of the two remains.

These were originally prepared for the ancestral land, but even they themselves did not expect that they would be used at this moment.

In order to maintain the purity of their bloodline, they have never communicated with outsiders, but how could they be completely isolated from the world for thousands of years?

At least that’s the custom of many Han Chinese.

They have already been integrated.

Just like the sacrificial ceremony now.

Amid the curling smoke, the two men knelt down with great respect, but when they had thousands of words to say, they found that they could not utter them.

"Manager Chen, the mountain-moving lineage originated from this place?"

Outside the giant coffin, seeing this scene, Yang Fang asked thoughtfully.

When they first met, he only felt that the three brothers and sisters of Partridge Whistle looked different from ordinary people, but the way they spoke and behaved were no different from Han people.

So I didn’t think much about it.

But everything that happened now was completely beyond his expectations.

The Western Desert is thousands of miles away, and he is both an ancestor and an ancestor. Even if his reaction is slow, he can still sense something.

"Yes, the Twin Black Mountains of the Peacock River, where the Taoist monk who moves mountains lives."

"Why do you think that among the four sects, only Banshan's whereabouts are elusive and difficult to find?"

Facing his question.

Chen Yulou did not hide anything, but just nodded calmly.

"In other words, the old foreigner is not suffering from any disease, but because of his foreign blood?"

Yang Fang murmured in a low voice, with a look of disbelief on his face.

Originally, he thought that the old foreigner had such a striking appearance and curly hair because he had suffered from some strange disease when he was young.

did not expect.

Because he himself has the blood of people from the Western Regions flowing in his veins.

"Almost done, let's go!"

Hearing his mumblings, even Chen Yulou couldn't help but be speechless. This kid really has a unique imagination and can always think of things that ordinary people can't think of.

He glanced at the ground.

Partridge Whistle and the old foreigner seemed to have finished their worship, so he didn't waste any time. He greeted the two of them, then grabbed the sky-piercing rope and jumped down.

Kunlun followed without hesitation.

When Yang Fang came to his senses, the two men had disappeared.

"and many more……"

Seeing this, he didn't dare to think any more and quickly chased after him.

In the stone chamber, Partridge Whistle exhaled a breath of foul air, and there was a hint of tears in his deep and dark eyes.

His greatest wish in life.

There is only one from beginning to end.

That is to lift the curse that has been branded on the tribe for thousands of years.

After experiencing a lot of pain and sorrow, his junior brothers and sisters were too young, and all the ancestors had passed away. As for his peers, the secrets of the Zagrama clan could not be revealed easily.

No one tells the stories of these things.

Now that I have returned to my ancestral land, I have finally met the two saints, and I can finally express the depression I have been feeling for many years.

He just muttered in his mind.

One is to swear to break the curse.

The second thing is to restore the glory of the Banshan clan.

"Shopkeeper Chen..."

Just when he was still immersed in his troubled mood.

Suddenly the voice of my junior fellow foreigner came.

Partridge Whistle quickly put away his distracting thoughts and turned around. Chen Yulou and the other two had already gone down to the stone chamber one after another.

"Brothers Kunlun and Yang Fang, don't just stand there, follow Chen to pay homage."

Seeing the two of them looking around curiously, Chen Yulou couldn't help but say in a deep voice.

If it was the Queen's Palace, it wouldn't matter, but this is after all the burial place of two ancestors of the Zagrama clan.

For their people.

The saints and prophets have an unimaginable status.

"Yes."

The three of them clasped their fists and bowed seriously.

After doing all this, Chen Yulou looked up at the two of them, said a few simple words of comfort, and then turned the topic back.

"Brother Dao, have you found anything else?"

Partridge Whistle suppressed his emotions and said, "This stone chamber should be the tomb of the ancient saint, but... I haven't figured out what this stone box is yet."

Whether it is the secret record of moving mountains or passed down from generation to generation by word of mouth from ancestors.

There is no record of it.

While talking.

Everyone's eyes fell on the stone box.

About half a person's height.

In stark contrast to the black mountain rocks that can be seen everywhere in Shuangheishan and Jingjue Ancient City, the stone box is completely gray.

I thought it was dust.

But the old foreigner wiped it carefully, and the color remained the same. However, after the dust was gone, dozens of exquisite stone paintings were revealed.

It’s hard to imagine that it was a product thousands of years ago.

Even compared with the murals of the ancient Jingjue Kingdom, it is not inferior at all.

"What is recorded in this painting seems to be an ancient prophecy."

Looking carefully in the light of the surrounding lights, Yang Fang suddenly spoke, but there was a hint of uncertainty in his tone.

"prophecy?"

These two words seem to have special meaning to Partridge Whistle.

For a moment, I almost couldn't suppress my emotions and cried out in surprise.

You know, the earliest name of the Zagrama clan was not this, but the clan of prophets.

Whether saints or prophets.

Can predict the future.

The prophecy that the ancient sage specially engraved on the stone box after his death must be an extremely important one.

Without paying attention to the surprised looks of the few people, Partridge Whistle picked up a lantern, quickly approached the stone box, leaned over and looked intently.

There are dozens of stone paintings.

But the description is not obscure.

Only said one thing.

That is, it was predicted that after his death, a group of five people would enter his tomb, but... one of them was not a human, and it was unclear where he came from. However, because of his existence, he replaced the true God.

Partridge Whistle turned around and glanced at them one by one.

He, his junior fellow apprentice, Chen Yulou, Kunlun and Yang Fang.

There were undoubtedly five people who entered the stone chamber this time, but one of them was not a human, and he couldn't understand why.

He was very familiar with each one.

How could he not be human?

"not human?"

"What does this painting mean? It's not a person. Could it be a monster or a ghost?"

Yang Fang was still indignant.

There were originally five people in the painting, but suddenly a slanted cross was drawn on one of them. By the time the next painting came around, the five people had turned into four figures.

“Could it be that it’s too humid and the stone painting has peeled off?”

The old foreigner made a point.

He was unwilling to believe it, as there were clearly five of them traveling together.

Moreover, he had an even more terrifying guess in his mind.

That is the diagonal fork, which does not predict whether it is a human or a monster, but means that one of them will die suddenly.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Partridge Whistle denied it, "Not likely."

He had just looked at it carefully and found that the entire stone painting was intact, with no signs of falling off or petrification.

Another point.

Rather than five people becoming four, he was actually more concerned about the meaning of the last painting.

Replace the true God?

What does this mean?

Is it the god worshipped by the Zagrama tribe, or the god believed in by the ancient Jingjue nation?

If he is a god, how could he be replaced?

This is too weird.

"This painting is obviously not finished. Look, at the end, someone opened the stone box."

Chen Yulou did have some guesses.

But even he didn't dare to speak nonsense at this moment.

The one among the five who is not a human may be referring to himself.

After all, the Chen Yulou in this world had long disappeared, and was replaced by Chen Yu.

As for replacing God.

That's easier to explain.

When he came to Zagrama, the Queen of Jingjue and the sacred tree of Kunlun were secondary. The most important thing was to meet the Snake God.

As one of the eight ancient gods.

The only one in a state of death.

Of course, you have to find it first to try out the depth.

The corpse of the snake god has rotted away, and no flesh and blood remains. The only thing that remains is the ability to change the realm, that is, to control the imaginary space.

Pick out the soft persimmons and pinch them.

It’s better than challenging the original ancient god Entropy and Green Hell from the beginning.

With his Jindan realm, perhaps as soon as he stepped into its domain, he would be dragged into the green tomb and turned into one of its clones.

Replacing it is unlikely.

But if you can get the Zhuchen Pearl, you can do a lot.

"It really is."

Follow the direction of his finger.

Only then did several people see a person reaching into the corner of the stone box and opening it.

"That is to say, the box is not a single piece."

"Maybe there's something hidden inside!"

Yang Fang's heart moved.

But as he was speaking, he couldn't help but glance at the two brothers, Partridge Whistle, beside him.

After all, this is the tomb of someone's ancestors.

The stone box was a burial object.

No matter what, if you want to open it, you have to ask for their opinions first.

"Brother Dao, what do you think?"

He saw that everyone's eyes were on him.

Partridge Whistle couldn't help but hesitate.

It is really wrong to destroy the relics of our ancestors.

But the contents of the relics now concern their future direction.

If it is not opened, the secret will be completely sealed.

Thinking of this, Partridge Whistle gritted his teeth, made a strange gesture with his hands, and uttered an ancient language, looking at the two skeletons, as if saying something.

Wait for the words to fall.

He then went forward in person and found the cabinet door where the stone box was connected.

Give it a gentle tug.

In an instant.

The door of the box opened with a click.

At the same time, several other stone paintings were also revealed.

only……

The few people who came closer to take a look couldn't help but suddenly change their expressions in shock.