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

"Wait, this is..."

Partridge Whistle first glanced at the key and felt that its shape was indescribably strange.

But he had been to Zhalong Mountain and seen the dragon-tiger short staff that was fished out of the crimson jade coffin in the Worm Valley. It was later proved to be the key to the ancient bronze box. So it seemed that it might be the key to opening the arched tomb door behind him.

So he did not hesitate, but picked up the ancient book in the box.

With the help of the faint light from the side, I gently shook off the dust on the book, and a few ink words instantly came into view.

"Wu Hou's Hidden Soldiers Map?!"

Hear these words.

The people around were immediately interested.

When their eyes met, each of them had a look of surprise and doubt.

"what?"

"Wu Hou hid his troops? Could this be the map that leads to Kong Ming's tomb?"

Yang Fang grinned and his pupils dilated. His favorite thing to do since he was a child was to sneak into the teahouses and taverns in the county town to listen to the storytellers preaching when his master was not paying attention.

The Romance of the Three Kingdoms, Water Margin, folk legends, and anecdotes from the martial arts world.

He naturally knew that Wu Hou was referring to Zhuge Liang, and where he was buried, like Cao Cao's 72 suspected tombs, had been a secret that no one had been able to uncover for thousands of years.

Historical books only record that Liang died in Wuzhangyuan.

As for folk rumors, there are countless of them.

The most widely circulated saying is that before Zhuge Liang died, he issued a secret order to place his remains in a coffin, tie it with four hemp ropes, and then have four soldiers carry the coffin. The place where the ropes broke would be the burial place.

In addition, the four men were loyal to the prime minister, so after the burial, they committed suicide to accompany him.

Since then, Wuhou's tomb has become an unsolved case and no one knows where it is hidden.

But now, a map of Wu Hou's hidden weapons appeared in this mysterious wooden box, which made it hard for Yang Fang not to think of the location of Wu Hou's tomb.

"What are you thinking about, kid?"

"In the Wuhou Weapon Collection Map, the word 'weapon' does not refer to soldiers or tombs, but a whole set of weapons used to kill people on the battlefield."

Hear this.

Chen Yulou, who had walked forward at some point, couldn't help but shake his head and smile.

Others may not know the map of Wu Hou hiding his troops, but he knows it clearly.

After all, it is one of the treasures that must be obtained on this trip.

Seeing everyone's eyes on him, he did not hesitate and continued to explain.

"In later times, some people used the pinning device in ancient tombs in the mountains as an anti-theft mechanism. There were at least a dozen bows and crossbows with hidden arrows, and at most a huge army of wooden ghost figurines. According to ancient legend, once it was triggered, the mechanism would be infused, and it would go back and forth endlessly, one link after another. The hidden weapons hidden in it were often sword slaves, night dragons, hidden fire, rolling knives, poisonous smoke, quicksand, crossbows and dozens of other types."

The six wooden dragon beehives on the door are actually hidden arrows for crossbows.

As for the wooden army ghost figurines and the quicksand sword slaves, the dark shadows that appeared above the underground city wall at Xiaping Mountain that day were actually the ghost figurines.

"So, this is a book of atlases for selling tools?"

Yang Fang frowned, his tone revealing a hint of disappointment.

He was also thinking that if it was the tomb of Wu Hou, it would truly be famous throughout the world.

"Do you think?"

Chen Yulou shrugged.

This kid is really too arrogant. This book alone is definitely the most precious treasure in the weapon sales business. If Li Shuguo hears about it, he will probably go crazy.

After all, the family-inherited Zhang Yajiu Weapon Manual has benefited more than a dozen generations of the Li family, and even entered the imperial court at one point.

Hearing this, Yang Fang just smiled awkwardly. It's not that he underestimated the map, but he felt that it was so serious that it seemed a bit unworthy of its name.

He looked past the ancient book and at the key in the box, "Is this for opening the door?"

"You'll know if you try it."

The old foreigner was also quite curious.

It is definitely not that simple to put it together with the Wu Hou Cang Bing Tu.

The tomb chamber below him, apart from the boat coffin, only had an archway embedded in the stone wall of the gable. He had looked at it before and found that the stone door was seamlessly integrated, with no trace of gaps in the door leaves.

If it wasn't used to open the door, he really couldn't imagine what the purpose of hiding a key in the coffin was.

"to make!"

This is exactly what Yang Fang was waiting for.

There was no time to hesitate at this moment. He immediately picked up the key and walked quickly towards the archway.

As soon as he approached, before he had time to find the keyhole, he saw Feng Sibei, who had been silent since the fight, raised the whisk in his hand and pointed at a place on the stone door.

Yang Fang was stunned at first, but did not dare to delay and went to the door and looked in the direction he pointed.

By the flickering firelight around.

He clearly saw a hole hidden under the shadow on the door.

It's about the size of a thumb.

The arch is stained with water and dust, so it is easy to overlook it if you don't look carefully.

Seeing this, Yang Fang's eyes suddenly lit up. He took a deep breath and suppressed the excitement in his heart. Then he held the key and carefully aimed it at the keyhole. He inserted it gently. With a crisp sound, the ox horn copper key entered the hole unhindered.

Yang Fang's expression was filled with uncontrollable excitement.

Try turning it clockwise.

"Crack!"

next moment.

The sound amplifier inside the door suddenly widened, like drawing a bow and pulling a string, and there was a continuous buzzing sound.

Noticed such a strange change.

The group's faces instantly became solemn. Yang Fang took a few steps back without hesitation, then opened his Vajra Umbrella with a bang, while the others moved closer to the stone walls on both sides.

The six destroyed wooden dragons above the arch were still hanging in the air. Although the fire in the dragons' eyes had gone out, their eyes seemed to still be secretly spying on them, the outsiders who had intruded here.

Finally, the buzzing sound inside the door turned into a dull thud.

The originally integrated archway also cracked in the middle, and then it was as if a pair of invisible hands slowly pushed the stone door from the outside to the inside.

With a loud bang, dust scattered everywhere and the two door leaves opened straight inward.

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"Old foreigner."

Partridge Whistle turned sideways and glanced quickly behind the door, but apart from the whistling wind, there was only endless darkness and he could not see anything clearly. He subconsciously patted the old foreigner in front of him.

The two brothers have been together for 10 to 20 years and have already developed an unimaginable tacit understanding.

The old foreigner immediately understood what was going on. He took out two fireworks from his backpack and knocked them gently on the ground. The iron sheet wrapping the bamboo tube fell off instantly. At the same time, a hissing sound was heard, and the phosphorous fire buried in the bamboo tube ignited when it encountered wind. He did not hesitate, half-knelt on the ground, and threw the fireworks in his hand forward with force.

The bamboo tube crossed the threshold and rolled forward with a thud.

Two beams of blazing flames shot up into the sky.

Dispel the darkness at once.

Everyone also used this opportunity to see clearly what was behind the door.

It was actually a long, narrow and deep tunnel with obvious traces of drilling on the rock wall. It was gloomy all around and the air was so humid that water could almost drip out. Faintly, one could see unknown mosses and green lichens crawling on the stone walls.

The tunnel is crooked and leads deep into the mountain.

"What the hell is this place?"

When the old foreigner threw fireworks to dispel the darkness, Yang Fang had already poked his head out from behind the Vajra Umbrella. He looked intently for a moment and felt that the tunnel was indescribably eerie.

It seemed as if something was hiding in the darkness.

Chilling.

The only good news was that it was dead silent behind the door, and there was no sign of hidden arrows or Quicksand Sword Slaves.

"Shopkeeper, I'm here to explore the way."

Kunlun, who had been silent all this time, took the initiative to volunteer when he saw this.

"Let me do it." Yang Fang patted the umbrella leaf under him, "With it here, at least we don't have to worry about hidden arrows."

Kunlun shook his head. "You just walked for a while, take a good rest to recover. If you really can't, lend me your umbrella."

"also."

Seeing the situation, Yang Fang no longer insisted.

Actually, Kunlun could be considered his master and guide on the road of cultivation. During the time he had followed him to practice the Seven Star Horizontal Training, he knew better than anyone how strong Kunlun was.

The Vajra Umbrella will be absolutely safe once it is handed over to him.

Kunlun took the Vajra Umbrella without hesitation, hung a lantern on his shoulder, then strode over the threshold and walked towards the depths of the tunnel step by step.

Chen Yulou followed closely behind, and the rest of the people did the same.

Once into the tunnel.

The whistling evil energy instantly came towards him, mixed with an indescribable smell of gloom and decay.

Kunlun frowned, his body was extremely firm, and the firelight broke through the fog like a guiding light. Soon, the group passed through the long tunnel and reached the end.

The tunnel suddenly bent, and a cave appeared in front of him.

I don’t know exactly how big it is.

The light couldn't penetrate at all.

He could only vaguely see the outline of a mountain standing not far away from him. He raised his hand backwards, signaling everyone to stop. He took the fireworks handed to him by the old foreigner, lit them, and threw them over.

The fireworks, with their tails of flame, streaked across the sky and landed accurately in front of the stone mountain.

Rolled on the ground a few times.

Finally it stopped among a pile of rocks.

Flames shot up into the sky.

It reflected a stone tablet that was two people tall.

The base of the stone tablet is carried by a bixi, with its head held high, and looks vivid and somewhat similar to Wuyi.

However, the group of people gathered outside the cave gate at this moment, no one cared whether it was Bixi, Wuyi, or even Jiaotu, but just stared at the stone tablet illuminated by the firelight.

There were some ancient seal characters carved on it.

"Lingxing Palace of the Earthly Immortal Tomb?"