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

Say this together.

Bai Banla clearly felt that the atmosphere in the cave suddenly became much more solemn.

He doesn't know what a human chair is.

But when these two words are put together, namely female corpse sacrifice, even if he is ignorant, he knows what they represent.

To bury a living person as a sacrifice.

Something that originally existed only in rural rumors suddenly appeared before his eyes. The depression and discomfort made him feel indescribably depressed.

It seemed as if even the air was filled with a smell of death.

Through the black scarf covering her face.

Force it into his mouth and nose.

call--

Took several breaths in a row.

He finally adjusted his mood, and weaved past the group of people in front of him, finally finding a position near the front, using the light of torches and lanterns.

Bai Banla finally saw clearly the situation inside the mountain.

On the stone table.

Filled with dead bones and rotten flesh.

It looks like there are both humans and animals.

It would be better to call it a stone platform than a stone case. On the stone wall facing them, two bloody black pig heads were drawn with cinnabar.

Cinnabar has not corroded for thousands of years, and in the dark and gloomy underground, its color becomes more and more conspicuous, as red as blood, and so rich that it almost drips down.

Plus, the two black pig heads are painted so lifelike that at first glance you would think they are real.

Eyes facing each other.

Bai Banla just felt that those two pig-heads were extremely weird.

It was as if he was sneering at her.

It made him shiver involuntarily.

Then he reached out and tightened his collar, as if this would keep the cold air out.

His eyes continued to scan the surroundings.

The more Bai Banla looked at it, the colder his heart became.

In addition to the stone table, there was a cave several people deep dug out on the ground on both sides. It was pitch black, but with the help of the lamp, he could still see clearly that there were bones underneath.

One layer upon another.

There are young and old, men and women.

Many of the bones even had hemp rope buckles wrapped around them, and their limbs were twisted and broken.

One can imagine what inhumane treatment they suffered during their lifetime.

"Whoosh-"

Just when he was in a state of confusion.

Suddenly, I heard a suppressed breathing sound next to my ear.

Bai Banla subconsciously turned sideways and looked down, only to find that the white ape was squatting on the cliff beside him, its eyes were red and a wisp of white air was spewing out of its mouth and nose.

Just that twisted and resentful face.

Everyone can feel the rage within it.

Following the white ape's gaze, Bai Banla looked back and his eyes suddenly fell on the densely packed skulls in the pit on the right, at least several hundred of them.

Judging from the shape of its teeth and skull, it is obviously not a human, but more like an ape.

Bai Banla understood instantly.

Why is the white ape so angry and agitated?

Those are clearly its ancestors.

Just say it.

As we walked along these few days, we saw many monkeys gathering on the high cliffs in the canyon.

But in this Coffin Canyon, it is the only one left.

It wasn't because it escaped, but because it was the only one left after being killed.

The practice of burying living people with the dead has existed since ancient times.

But why hunt the monkeys in the mountains?

Bai Banla is really hard to understand.

At this moment, looking at the white ape's eyes that were almost bleeding, he didn't know how to comfort him.

He sighed secretly.

Bai Banla withdrew his gaze and continued to look ahead, passing the two burial pits.

Right now, Shopkeeper Chen, Taoist Priest Xuanzhen and Yang Kuishou were standing there, holding lanterns. Even though their backs were facing away from them, he could see an irrepressible gloom from the three of them.

In front of the three men, there was a huge bluestone lying horizontally on the ground, like a huge monument.

The whole body is as smooth as a mirror, reflecting a faint green light under the firelight.

But he only took a quick glance, and his attention was completely drawn to the tall figure on the bluestone.

He was wearing a python robe with a hook belt, his head was as big as a bucket, and at least seven or eight feet tall. His body was shining with blood, and his face was covered with a bronze mask, like an inverted golden cauldron, covering all his facial features.

Only two holes were left.

Revealing a pair of gloomy eyes.

On the ground outside him, there were at least fifteen or sixteen stone men kneeling, all holding candles and wine vessels in their hands, with their heads lowered, their bodies bent low, and their foreheads almost touching the ground.

This scene was amazing enough.

But Bai Banla discovered that Shopkeeper Chen and the other two were obviously not looking at the man in the python robe.

But...

Where he sits?

When this thought came to his mind, even Bai Banla himself felt it was a bit weird.

Isn’t there a piece of bluestone under the jade figure in the python robe?

But for some reason, the premonition not only did not fade away, but became even stronger.

He subconsciously tiptoed and looked past the three people and around the bluestone.

Something strange indeed.

It was obvious that the three of them were holding lanterns.

But it seems...it can't penetrate the darkness around it.

Unlike the black mist in other places on the mountain that was like smoky gauze, it looked like a large ink-stained vat, with the dark ink flowing slowly as if it had a soul.

"and many more!!"

Bai Banla opened his eyes wide and stared for a long time.

Suddenly.

A bold idea emerged.

The impenetrable blackness seemed not to be ink... but countless hairs!!

That's right.

The long black hair fluttered, entwined and extended, surrounding the jade figure in the python robe and the more than ten kneeling lamp slaves in the middle.

It looked like a man in a python robe was riding a green boat floating on the vast and endless black river.

Under the long hair.

What appeared to be one human-like face after another of women covered in blood.

Just like the old farmers planting rice in the fields during the spring planting season, countless female corpses were piled up together.

He tilted his head back, opened his eyes and mouth, and the scarlet blood continued to seep out, dripping, and then gathered into a gurgling stream and disappeared under the bluestone.

This is a human chair?!

Bai Banla's heart sank and he felt like his scalp was about to explode.

The word I heard earlier echoed in my ears again.

He thought that the human benches that Manager Chen and the others were talking about were the bones in the burial pits, but he didn't expect... they were actually talking about the female corpses scattered all over the ground.

and so……

The man in the python robe was emitting blood color.

It's not because of the jade itself.

But a constant pool of blood, flowing through the bluestone and finally flowing into its body?

What the hell is this... a cult sacrifice? ! !

Bai Banla gritted his teeth, his face looked extremely ugly. No one knew what those girls had been through. Thousands of years had passed, but their bodies did not show any signs of decay.

He looks no more than sixteen or seventeen years old.

But he was killed here and became a sacrifice for this sacrifice.

How terrifying? !

He finally understood why Chen Zhanggu and the other two were so angry.

This is a complete evil sacrifice.

At the cost of countless lives.

"It's cinnabar!"

When he was furious.

Chen Yulou had already squatted down, took out the bone knife that had not been used for a long time, and gently pried open the mouth of a female corpse. With the help of the wind lamp, he saw at a glance a mass of blood-colored sand and gravel that was almost pouring out of her throat.

"It is indeed a human chair."

"I thought it was just a rumor, but I didn't expect it to be true."

Taoist Xuanzhen made a hand gesture, but even so, he could not suppress the anger on his face.

"Brother Chen, this is the blood pool altar that the Black Sheep King set up for himself, right?"

"He is using the lives and blood of millions of people to sustain his dream of living for thousands of years, or even becoming an immortal."

Compared to him, the expression of Partridge Whistle on the side was even uglier, and the murderous intent between his brows could hardly be suppressed.

Since I started practicing.

He rarely loses his temper like this.

But what we saw today was too bloody and cruel.

Yesterday in Wuxi Town, when he heard those people talking about the rumors about the Black Sheep King, he just shook his head and smiled. What black sheep turned into a spirit, the incarnation of a demon? He must be a person who is good at witchcraft.

after all.

He had heard of such strange and evil methods as creating animals.

But now that he saw it with his own eyes, he realized that the so-called evil deeds such as extortion, bullying men and women were only one-tenth of what he had done.

"Brother Chen, and Taoist Priest, please make way."

"Let me smash it to pieces and see how it survives forever?!"

Taking out the vajra, Partridge Whistle spoke every word with murderous intent that was almost as thick as substance.

The temperature of the already chilly cave seemed to drop even more.

"Do not bother."

Looking at his actions, Chen Yulou shook his head.

This place is nothing more than a village temple for sacrifices. If we really want to break the evil magic, we have to find the body of the Black Sheep King, which is just a stone man.

"Is the body of the Black Sheep King still there?"

Hearing this, Partridge Whistle raised his eyebrows.

You know, according to the rumors circulating in the town, the Black Sheep King was a figure who lived at least thousands of years ago, unless he turned himself into a human chair. However, the possibility of this happening is almost negligible, and you can tell it is impossible just by thinking about it.

But if not.

Where could he find the body of King Wuyang?

"I can only say it's possible."

"If the senior from the Feng family hadn't burned it to ashes."

Chen Yulou glanced at Feng Sibei beside him and said meaningfully.

Hear this.

Partridge Whistle suddenly thought of something.

If you want to visit the earthly immortal, look for Wuyang first!

Dixian Village, Dixian Village, Feng Shigu was clearly a cuckoo occupying the magpie's nest. He had already emptied the tomb of King Wuyang and turned it into the place for him to attain immortality after his corpse transformation.

"Write it down first."

"When you come back, burn it."

"It can also allow them to re-enter the cycle of reincarnation, rather than being trapped in their physical bodies, unable to escape for the rest of their lives."

Glancing at his expression, Chen Yulou knew he had guessed it, and without hesitation, he whispered his orders.

These human stools are just like the corpse puppets under the big lake in Hulu Cave of Zhalong Mountain.

They are both girls whose Xuan Yin has not yet been broken.

They drained their blood and lives, and used their souls as guides for evil sacrifices.

"must."

"It is indeed going to be destroyed. When the time comes, I will perform a ritual for them and recite the Sutra of Rebirth to help them transcend their souls and escape from the sea of ​​suffering and reincarnate as human beings as soon as possible."

Hear the words.

Partridge Whistle and Feng Sibei both nodded.

Especially the latter, which can be regarded as the disaster left by his ancestors of the Feng family. It is time for him to solve it in his generation.

It's not just these people.

The most important thing is the corpse fairy.

"Keep searching. If I'm not mistaken, the real entrance to Dixian Village is deep in the mountain."

Chen Yulou stood up, holding the lantern, and walked around the deep bluestone cliff.

Seeing this, the people behind him did not dare to delay and chased after him.

These underground caves are connected to each other, one layer inside another, as if there is no end at all. Along the way, they also encountered many abandoned rocks and unfinished stone men.

It can be seen that the construction of the Wuyang King's Tomb lasted for many years.

I don’t know how many people were enslaved.

The group became more and more depressed as they walked.

Finally, after an unknown amount of time, a majestic sound of water came from the deathly silent darkness. It sounded like a waterfall splashing, or like a river rushing out of a cave.

But with water, there is life.

It is said in the Book of Legends that it will open when it encounters water.

This is not a joke.

When the ancients buried people and built tombs, the most important thing they paid attention to was the dragon vein and the earth energy. They went to great lengths to build hanging coffins to look like gods and suppress the canyons in order to gather the vital energy.

Now that there is water, it means the journey is not far.

Everyone knew what was going on and no one dared to delay. They subconsciously quickened their pace. Soon, a faint halo appeared in the darkness ahead.

Although it is almost invisible.

But for the people who had been walking at night for several hours, it was like a guiding light.

Rushed quickly towards the halo.

Not long after.

The deep and narrow cave beneath them suddenly became clear, and a tiankeng appeared in front of the group, with steep cliffs on both sides.

A huge waterfall falls from the top of the cliff.

The mighty water crashed down directly on top of my head.

A large river formed under the tiankeng.

And in the sky between the two cliffs, there was a full moon hanging, casting a faint light, which was why they saw a halo just now.

"This water comes from a very strange place. I remember there was no big lake on the cliff before, right?"

"There are no snow-capped mountains here, so where does the water come from?"

Holding a lantern, Partridge Whistle walked forward along the cliff wall. Water vapor hit his face and instantly soaked his Taoist robe, but he seemed not to hear it. He just stared at the rolling river below him, frowning and thinking.

Follow the route you have taken along the way.

It's not hard to guess.

They should be underground now.

The waterfall hangs from the sky, and the water force is so astonishing. It must be formed by a larger area of ​​​​water, or the confluence of countless small streams.

But during the day, they went down from another mountain to the bottom of the valley.

Moreover, I have never heard from locals that there is a large lake in the mountains near Coffin Gorge.

"Maybe it's an abandoned mine, where water is stored to form a well."

Chen Yulou explained casually.

But his eyes swept around.

A sentence kept coming to my mind.

'In front of the stage of frightening souls, a dark river is across the sky'

'The Immortal Bridge is invisible and hard to find with the naked eye'

The Soul-Scaring Platform and the Shadowless Bridge are the real entrances to the Earthly Immortal Village.

In the life without him.

Feng Sibei exhausted all his efforts, but finally stopped here. He sat in meditation outside the stone tablet, gazing at the Yin River, but could do nothing. In the end, he could only die unwillingly.

It was not until decades later that Professor Sun and his four companions arrived here.

Encountered his dry bones.

Now, with him hanging on the wall, there is no need to repeat the same mistakes. The only thing to worry about is whether the Shadowless Bridge can withstand Kunlun.

After a while, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he subconsciously picked up the lantern and strode to the other side.

"Brother Chen, have you found anything?"

"What is the shopkeeper's?"

Noticing his actions, a group of people who were either taking the opportunity to rest or looking around curiously with lanterns and torches all looked over there.

Chen Yulou did not stop, but walked to the outside of the stone tablet.

Then he shook the lantern in his hand.

The firelight floated, illuminating three seal characters.

It turned out to be the Dixian Village!