[Grave Robber] Dragon Soul

"Where did this bastard go?!" Jian Sansheng gritted his teeth and scolded, looking at the tomb guards who were getting closer and closer in front, he quickly thought about the solution.

Jian Wuzheng was worried about Wang Ziqian's whereabouts, and could no longer care about the situation in front of him, so he just said: "I'll go find Qianzi!" Then he turned and ran towards the corridor behind.

"Come back!" Jian Sansheng stretched out his hand to grab it, but he couldn't catch it, so he stomped his feet angrily, sighed hard, and cursed: "These two bastards!"

Seeing this scene, Ling Muyang on the side suddenly thought of something, followed Jian Wuzheng and disappeared into the depths of the corridor without saying a word, leaving behind Jian Sansheng with the three brothers Bei and the mausoleum guard a few meters away. Eye.

After finally catching up with Jian Wuzheng, Ling Muyang immediately grabbed the opponent's wrist, took a deep breath, and said, "Little ancestor... your running skills are really... killing me."

Jian Wuzheng looked anxious, and seemed even more impatient to be held back by the mausoleum, but he rushed the other party back lazily, saying: "Talk while walking." She wanted to turn around and continue looking for Wang Ziqian.

Holding Jian Wuzheng firmly, Mausoleum knew that he couldn't argue anymore, and hurriedly said: "No, I mean, there is no way for you to find it like this. Maybe you put yourself in it before anyone finds it... I told you You go together, and I promise you will see someone right away."

Hearing this, Jian Wuzheng stopped immediately, looked back at him with puzzled eyes and asked, "Can you still find someone? You are really invincible with your feng shui."

Shhing, Ling Muyang wiped his face, then raised Jian Wuzheng's left hand and said: "That's because I can find Qinglong with confidence because you are here, you don't know, the first time I saw you two , I know that you are his destined person, this kind of destiny is either born or acquired, although I am not sure what kind of situation you two are in, but as long as there is one of them, I can find the other."

Seeing Jian Wuzheng's expression of disbelief, Mausoleum smiled wretchedly, and continued: "This trick is very simple, and you can confirm it with palmistry. There are countless lifelines intertwined between the two of you in your life. I won't leave you, so I can find Qinglong with just this thread in your hand."

"The lines of life are intertwined..." Jian Wuzheng lowered his head, looked at his left hand with Ling Muyang, and frowned after half the salary: "No matter what you said is true or not, I will not let him leave... ...I have a very bad feeling right now, we must find Qianzi quickly."

Tapped the palm of Jian Wuzheng's left hand a few times, then pinched his fingers to calculate, Mausoleum nodded, and said seriously: "Okay, let's go this way now, and we will find someone soon."

As he spoke, Ling Muyang pulled Jian Wuzheng into a tomb passage, but he didn't notice the slightly dim eyes of the person behind him.

According to legend, Nie Chizanpu was originally the son of a god, but later came to the human world. He was seen by twelve herdsmen on the Qiangtuo Mountain in the south of the mountain.The young man's speech and behavior were different from those of the local aborigines. The herdsmen didn't know what was going on, and they didn't know how to deal with this young man, so they sent someone back to the settlement to report.The elder sent twelve clever wizard disciples up the mountain to interrogate the young man where he came from. Nie Chi Zanpu didn't speak, but pointed to the sky above his head.

This group of people thought that the young man came from the sky and was the "son of the gods", and they were very happy. The leader of the 12 people stretched his neck and acted as a sedan chair for this "son of the god", and carried him down the mountain with a shout and a hug.People living here came to meet this young man who came from the sky. This was the first leader of the tribe later called "Tubo" - Nie Chizanpu.

But in fact, the twelve herdsmen in the legend are all members of the Bon religion, and Nie Chizanpu became the leader by relying on them, so he must also admire the Bon religion very much.

It is precisely because of this that there are many murals depicting the gods of Bon religion in the tomb of Nie Chizanpu.

Ling Muyang and Jian Wuzheng walked in the tomb passage, and the orange-red light of the wolf-eyed flashlight hit the murals with simple lines, making them look very eerie.

"Four Goddesses with secret faces... Five Lord Dakinis..." Ling Muyang muttered the names of the gods on the mural, and said, "It seems that this Nie Chizanpu is the most loyal believer of the Bon Sect."

"What are the paintings on it, ghosts and ghosts?" Jian Wuzheng followed behind the mausoleum, and looked at these murals strangely.

"It's not demons and ghosts." Shaking his head, Mausoleum said in a low voice: "These are the gods of Bon religion, which are very different from the gods of Buddhism. Like a monster."

Opening her mouth, Jian Wuzheng wanted to ask another question, but was suddenly stopped by Mausoleum's hand. Seeing the silence gesture, Jian Wuzheng also calmed down and listened carefully to the movement around her.

In the darkness, there was a familiar panting sound, the sound was very low, but Jian Wuzheng heard it immediately, and wanted to run over excitedly.

Ling Muyang, who was standing next to him, obviously also heard the voice, but he didn't act like Jian Wuzheng. Instead, he quickly grabbed the other party and said in a low voice, "Don't go there, now is not the time!"

Just as Jian Wuzheng was about to refute, Ling Muyang hurriedly pulled him behind a huge stone slab, stretched his head out to have a look, then made a gesture and said: "Come and see, be careful not to make a big noise !"

Glancing at Ling Muyang, Jian Wuzheng poked his head out suspiciously, but saw a searchlight falling on the ground in a stone cave not far away, and two people, one thin and one strong, stood in the extremely bright light. film.

The tall and thin man held a long sword in his right hand, and pressed his left hand on his right arm strangely. He stared at the tall and strong figure in front of him, breathing heavily from his thin lips.Jian Wuzheng watched in shock from behind the stone slab. The man was clearly Qianzi, but he didn't know how he became like this.

Just when Jian Wuzheng was about to get up and run over, the tall man suddenly said: "Qinglong, if you lose the opportunity in this kind of place, you will definitely lose to me, don't hold on anymore, or your The arm will be useless in no time."

The voice was deep and deep, but it also revealed a trace of fatigue and strength, as if the owner of the voice was about to be unable to hold on.

Looking back and throwing a puzzled look at Ling Muyang, Jian Wuzheng really wanted to know who is the person who can make Qianzi survive to such an extent.

Sighing helplessly, Ling Muyang was a little scared, but he still said: "That is Baihu, the founder of Wuxingshu, a very powerful guy, but I didn't expect Qinglong to be defeated by him. The most powerful one is Qinglong, now it seems..."

"Shut up." Glaring at the other party, Jian Wuzheng said impatiently, "Qianzi didn't lose."

"Haven't lost yet?" Ling Muyang smiled mockingly, moved over and pointed at the feet of the two people on the opposite side, and said, "Did you see the three mice sitting next to the white tiger? That's called three mice carrying water, Qinglong's The fire of the five elements attribute is on top of it. He has the three rats that continuously transport water to him, which can suppress the fire of Qinglong and make him unable to move. Look at the five thin snakes that apply for the position, they are called five dragons. Lord, use the earth attribute of the snake to prevent the green dragon from approaching, and the two stalagmites above him, pointing at the green dragon with a sharp sword, are gold for attacking. And our big brother Qinglong only has the Tai Ah in his hand, It is obvious that Baihu has set him up, and now I guess we have to wait for death and admit defeat all the way."

After hearing Ling Muyang's explanation, Jian Wuzheng frowned, then looked at Wang Ziqian, and found that Qianzi's injured right hand was already bleeding like a river, and the dark red blood slowly flowed down the Tai'a sword to the ground, shocking .

"Qianzi..." Jian Wuzheng murmured, the glaring blood made him feel distressed, but he didn't know what to do, so he could only ask Ling Muyang, who was beside him with a sad face: "I'm going to help him, you Tell me how!"

Looking up at Jian Wuzheng, Ling Muyang shook his head helplessly, and said, "Third Master, if you ask me to explain that I can say one, two, three, if you want me to find a way to solve it, then I really have nothing to say." Way, you go over suddenly, disturb the five elements that have been set up, and maybe kill Qinglong... The white tiger is not easy to mess with, I have already said..."

Seeing that Ling Muyang was completely unreliable, Jian Wuzheng watched Wang Ziqian's every move even more anxiously, while fearing that he would do something to make his injury worse, while thinking about countermeasures in his heart.

Wang Ziqian, who had been silent for a long time, seemed to know what the little ancestor was thinking, and suppressed the pain in his right arm, and he took another step forward, only to see the severely injured arm suddenly burst out A lot of blood.This time, not only Jian Wuzheng and Ling Muyang, but even Baihu was taken aback, only the guy who had been expressionless didn't react at all, as if the blood wasn't his own at all.

"Qinglong..." Baihu spoke again, in addition to surprise, there was even a hint of admiration in his voice: "You bastard, you actually used your own blood to break my formation..."

Hearing this, Ling Muyang, who was originally listless, crawled up, looked at the situation in the cave with his head, and then excitedly said to Jian Wuzheng: "Hey, don't tell me, this big wooden dragon of yours really has a lot of tricks!" , using blood to dissolve the energy of the five elements, I really don’t know if he was deluded or thought of it himself.”

"You mean that Qianzi won?" Jian Wuzheng's eyes lit up, and he asked anxiously, grabbing the clothes of the mausoleum.

"If the two of us hadn't come, I don't know if he can win, but since I'm here... I can't let your invulnerable body go to waste." Before he had time to explain to Jian Wuzheng what invulnerability to evil was, Ling Mu Yang pointed to a small stone on the left side of the white tiger and said quickly: "Go and stand by that stone now, remember, don't stop when you encounter anything in the middle, just go your way, as long as you get in front of that stone, Qinglong It's a win!"