He of the last days came from the grave

Although Chen Simiao had a token to enter the underground palace, he didn't dare to be careless.

At the beginning, he was guided by his master and assisted by tokens before entering, but in the end, he was still only on the periphery, unable to reach the real underground palace, and fell short.

This time without a master, it would be even more difficult for them to find the main palace. The opportunity is only this time, and it must not be wasted anymore. He has no time to wait for the next opportunity.

The list of candidates to enter the underground palace has been strictly calculated to prevent the conflict of attributes and zodiac signs, resulting in changes in the formation of the underground palace.

There are actually not many promising monks who can come to each base this time. There are only more than 40 in total. Excluding the attributes that cannot be entered, there are finally 35 left.

Including some supernatural beings, Huaguo has a total of fifty people.

There were more than [-] foreign priests in the group, but in the end only ten were selected, so the rest were very excited.

What a rare opportunity is the mysterious underground palace of Taoist ancestors in Huaguo. How can everyone be reconciled to losing the opportunity after running all the way here.

"The candidate has been decided. If you don't cooperate, don't blame me and take his life immediately!"

Chen Simiao's sinister eyes looked around at the person who was arguing, and the fierce murderous look made the arguing person shut up immediately, a little shocked.

This is his only chance to survive, and he will never allow anyone to destroy his plan.

The arrester who has been with him for a long time and who is in charge of the overall situation is well aware of his weird and ruthless temper, and he has to rely on this guy to enter the underground palace. He hastened to stop him to avoid bloody incidents before he entered.

The whole process was said to be a negotiation, but in fact it was Chen Simiao's home field from the beginning to the end. How to get in and how to take the route were all arranged by the other party.

This really makes people wonder if he has already been in it, and he is so familiar with it that he followed into his own backyard.

During this period, Chu Huai did not express any opinions.

After waiting, I re-discussed with Qin Baifei and his friends.

"Chen Simiao is too egotistical. This dragon-suppressing underground palace not only restricts people who belong to metal wood, but also restricts all metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. In other words, the original purpose of the Taoist tomb was to prohibit anyone from entering."

"And someone has already entered the underground palace before, and the formation of the underground palace has changed a long time ago. If you want to enter the real inner palace of the underground palace, it may be very difficult and dangerous..."

"Brother Chu, what should we do now? Should we follow the other party, or find another path?"

Qin Baifei was very worried that they had to go back alive this time.

"At the moment, I can only observe the situation of the underground palace. I don't know what's inside. Let's go along for the time being. Let's see the situation. Bai Fei, you distribute these amulets to everyone, and then let our people pay attention to the movement and follow Xiao Ke and me."

Chu Huai didn't know what to do, so he took out the amulet that he had prepared in advance, and if he could save as many people as he could, he should save as many people as possible.

It is impossible to prevent everyone from entering the underground palace now, everyone can only ask for their own blessings, he must go in, he has a hunch that there is something very important waiting for him in the underground palace...

Everyone is here, and on the ninth day of August, everyone is officially preparing to enter the underground palace.

Because of the accidental destruction by tomb robbers, the entrance of the entire underground palace has already been revealed at this moment, and there are also large pits that have partially collapsed, which looks full of historical ruins.

If it is an ordinary tomb, it must be very gloomy, but the Town Dragon Hall here is extremely hot and dry.

When the heavy stone door was slowly opened, a gust of scorching hot air rushed towards the face, making one feel like a raging flame was in front of one's face, so hot that one instantly felt dry mouth and tongue.

"Ninety-five dragon veins have been trapped in this underground palace for thousands of years. The dragon veins have just reached the sun. It's normal to be dry inside. Don't be afraid, everyone. It will be fine after you get used to it. Remember, don't touch anything after entering... "

Before going in, Chen Simiao warned again, for fear that someone would ruin the plan.

Ordinary people don't understand the number of ninety-five, but it is basic common sense in Taoism. According to legend, the world is dominated by nine earth dragon veins and five water dragon veins. Mastering these fourteen dragon veins is equivalent to mastering the luck of the world.

The title of Ninth Five-Year Honor used by the emperors of the world is also derived from this.

The underground palace is full of yang energy, except for the heavy traces left by history, there is no feeling of fear, and there is not even the slightest energy fluctuation. It looks like an ordinary historical relic.

But everyone dare not take it lightly, the more harmless something looks, the more it can kill people.

This underground palace can trap even nihilistic spiritual things like dragon veins, so how could it be really ordinary? The legend about Taoist ancestors in the monk circle has been passed down from ancient times to the present.

Everyone looked serious and walked carefully.

In addition, a foreign priest who doesn't understand Chinese mystical arts felt more relaxed when he saw that the entrance to the underground palace was ordinary. Relying on the language barrier, some people even whispered in their own language to laugh at everyone's timidity.

It is true that most Taoist monks do not understand foreign languages, but there are also a few who have learned to keep up with the trend.

Hearing a few foreign priests and foreign monks secretly laughing, he didn't bother to warn the other party, just laugh, these people don't know what to do and no one can stop them.

"Mr. Chu Huai, that foreign monk Yintang in the red robe is darker than everyone else, almost as thick as ink..."

Yu Ke was good at divination by looking at images, so he pointed to one of the foreigners who was wearing a red priest's robe.

"Xiao Ke, can you still see that everyone's seals are black? Quickly see if I have it?"

Qin Baifei was very curious and interested. It turns out that the legendary blackening of Yintang can really be seen, which is really too mysterious.

But can this stuff be looked at casually? Hearing this guy's tone, he seemed to wish he had one, and the corners of the mouths of the people around him twitched and were speechless.

Yu Xianqing was also ashamed and quickly dragged her man back, annoyed, "Idiot, if you want it, you will die!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as these words were said, the priest in red over there screamed.

"what happened?"

Everyone who was walking forward with tense faces was startled by the sound, stopped and looked back.

"Oh, I don't know, something bit me just now..."

Father Yang whimpered in pain, raised his hand to explain, his broad palm was a little red and swollen, like a giant mosquito bite.

"Maybe it's the bugs in the tunnel. This place has been around for thousands of years, and there must be many poisonous bugs and other creatures in it. Be careful, everyone, don't make a fuss!"

Chen Simiao looked at it, threw a medicine bottle over casually, and scolded him with an unhappy expression.

They have just entered the tunnel, and it is still a long time before they find the main hall. Now they are bluffing about how to go on the road behind. If they knew it, they would not care about the people in city B, even a foreign devil. These people have no mystic skills don't know.

A few companions with Father Hongyiyang gave him an angry look, and it was really shameful to yell after being bitten by a bug.

"Really hurts……"

The red-clothed foreign priest who was stared at was very aggrieved, he really didn't yell on purpose, the palm of his hand really hurt, as if something had penetrated into the flesh.

But this kind of pain is not felt by others. Seeing that his palm is just a little red and swollen, it is not serious, so he doesn't take it to heart. His companion feels ashamed and urges him to leave.

Only Chu Huai glanced at him, and quietly signaled Qin Baifei and others to stay away.

Regardless of whether there is a problem or not, it is always good to be careful in this kind of place, and this red-clothed foreign priest Yintang has a frighteningly dark complexion, he is a short-lived ghost, it is better not to get close.

Everyone move on.

After walking through the initial narrow tunnel and entering the underground palace, the surrounding passages began to widen. The area that could only accommodate one person before became three people who can walk side by side.

Chen Simiao had obviously been to the underground palace before. Under the leadership of the other party, they successfully walked through the outermost maze passage and avoided several anti-theft traps.

If the seemingly easy journey is not accompanied by someone who is familiar with the road, they are afraid that they will lose a lot of people in these institutions.

It's obviously an easy journey, but I don't know why everyone feels a sense of tension.

When they walked through the last passage, they arrived at an empty hall.

The entire hall is very empty, except for the messy stones, there is no decoration at all, but the strange thing is that the entire hall, whether it is the walls, the ground, or the surface of the stone on the top, is all dark red.

It's not the color of the stone itself, but it looks like red paint was splashed later, because it has become a dark red color because of the age, revealing a lifeless feeling...

This feeling made the group of foreign monks put away their relaxed mood, one by one picked up the cross on their necks and began to mutter the Bible, and some took out garlic.

Although those should be magic weapons that the foreign monks had opened up, but the attitude of fighting vampires made the Taoist priests of the Hua Kingdom who were a little nervous couldn't help laughing when they heard it.

The leader, Chen Simiao, immediately blackened his face, and shouted angrily again,

"Shut up, you guys! What are you thinking about, the formation here is changing a lot, even if the position of the foot is wrong, it will cause the defense of the formation to change and get lost. Casting spells indiscriminately will bring disaster to you!"

Chen Simiao had a bad expression and a very irritable tone.

In fact, he has already discovered the problem. He has never seen this dark red and dead hall when he came in. It is obvious that the formation of the underground palace has changed the road.

In other words, they have lost their way now, and the token in his hand has lost its role as a guide...

Back then, they couldn't enter the real main hall with the token and the master leading the way. Now the hardware conditions are not as good as before. Let alone looking for the main hall at this moment, it is lucky that they chose the right path.

Chen Simiao was irritated, and the group of foreign monks turned ugly after being yelled at twice.

Although it is said that they do as the Romans do, and they have to behave with their tails between their legs in other people's territory, but they are still powerful priests anyway.

They are sacred existences in their own country. Not only are they not treated respectfully when they come here, but it is too embarrassing to be yelled at by such a young man.

A group of foreign monks were angry and were about to speak, when suddenly one of their companions uttered in fear,

"Look, Adolf is vomiting blood!"

Hearing his words, everyone reflexively looked over.

Then I saw that the red-clothed foreign priest before did not know when he fell behind in the crowd.

At this time, the other party was leaning against the wall with his hands on his chest, his face was full of blackness, his expression was painful, and blood with blood clots in his internal organs kept gushing out of his mouth.