The cold wind howled, and sand and dust rose on the barren hillside.

A group of six people walked along the mountain pass, clothed in the cold light of the stars and moon, and braved the wind.

The middle-aged man in the lead is called Zeng Xunlong, and he is a well-known captain in China. The other five young people were all his disciples, and they followed him around the country to rob tombs, and they were a gang.

An hour later, Zeng Xunlong and his five disciples came to a mountain pass. The col is flanked on either side by grey slopes, but ahead is a majestic snow-capped peak.

The wind is gone here.

"It's almost there, Yan Zong, you sprinkle some powder on the ground. Zeng Xunlong said.

The young man who was pinched by Ning Tao's wrist then took out a bag from his backpack, tilted the mouth of the bag, and walked quickly, sprinkling powder as he went. He is Yan Zong, the most ruthless of the several disciples around Zeng Xunlong, and he is also very neat. The powder he sprinkled was not fragrant ash or lime powder, but fluorescent powder.

As soon as the phosphor was scattered, no one followed, as long as the light shone on the ground.

"Let's go. Zeng Xunlong took his five disciples and walked towards the snow peak at the end of the mountain pass.

Outside the col, a man, a woman, and a dog followed.

When he was about to reach the entrance of the col, the nose of the whistling dog moved: "Daddy, they have sprinkled something on the ground. ”

"What is it?" Ning Tao asked.

"I don't know, it's kind of like ...... The smell of fluorescent tubes. ”

It doesn't know about phosphors, but after turning over so many trash cans, it has smelled fluorescent tubes, so it can briefly describe it.

Ning Tao said: "It's phosphor, it's still not sure that these guys haven't answered anyone, let's go over the hillside." ”

The bottom of the col.

Zeng Xunlong stopped in a clearing and stretched out a hand.

Yan Zong then handed a dragon hunting plate to Zeng Xunlong's hand, and another disciple, Wang Xing, was holding a dragon hunting ruler and waiting.

Zeng Xunlong walked forward with the dragon hunting plate, constantly changing directions, and said while walking: "Looking for dragons, don't look at the winding mountain, a heavy entanglement is a heavy pass." If there are a thousand locks at the gate, there will be princes living in the room. If there is no portal in front of you, most of the gods will come to the immortals. Before digging, you must first sacrifice, and you have your own water gate to the entrance. ”

"Master, your old dragon-seeking recipe doesn't have these two sentences, this is ......" Yan Zong had a confused expression on his face.

Zeng Xunlong said: "It is an ordinary princely tomb, this is a temple, it is a fairy tomb, you are fortunate to follow me to do this transaction, that is the blessing you have cultivated in your previous life." It doesn't matter if you remember the last two sentences or not, I guess you won't need them in your life. ”

Several disciples nodded their heads one after another, indicating that they were taught.

Zeng Xunlong stopped at the foot of a mountain and cut through the snow with his feet, revealing a gray-black rock. There are some strange patterns on the surface of the rock, which look like blood vessels in the human body. He took a closer look, then placed the dragon hunting plate beside him, and then took out a map from his backpack that looked very old.

A few disciples came over, Zeng Xunlong rarely made a move, and as soon as he made a move, he was going to be a big tomb, which was undoubtedly a good opportunity for several disciples to learn.

The old map depicts rolling peaks with a dark river running through them, and a palace-like building on one of the peaks. Next to the palace-like building are several ancient Chinese characters: Yamanakaji.

Zeng Xunlong quickly determined something, and he beckoned to a disciple: "You kneel on this stone and kowtow nine times." ”

The disciple knelt down as he was told, and carved his head into the rock.

Knock, knock, knock......

Zeng Xunlong suddenly pulled out a hunting knife from his waist, held it with his right hand, went around the disciple's neck, and pulled it out fiercely, while grabbing the disciple's hair and breaking his head back, and his knees fixed the disciple's back to prevent him from moving.

Blood gushed from the disciple's neck with the throat cut, spilling onto the gray-black rock.

Several disciples were frightened and hurriedly retreated.

Zeng Xunlong said in a deep voice: "Don't panic! I didn't read those two sentences in vain. If there is no portal in front of you, most of the gods will come to the immortals. Before digging, you must first sacrifice, and you have your own water gate to the entrance. What we want to enter is said to be a temple, but in fact it is a tomb of gods, and we must sacrifice before digging, and if we don't offer sacrifices, we can't enter at all. Someone has to make a sacrifice and do this business, and you don't have to worry about it for the rest of your life. ”

Several disciples were temporarily stabilized, and it was not them who died, and one who died was more shared, which was nothing unacceptable.

The disciple who had had his throat cut his throat struggled twice and then stopped, and the blood that spurted from his neck spilled on the rock, and flowed along the strange lines on the rock, and strangely enough, he squirted a lot of blood, but the lines on the rock were never filled. His blood seemed to have gone somewhere, but unfortunately it was not visible.

On the slope to the left of the end of the col, Ning Tao quietly watched Zeng Xunlong kill his disciple and bleed. He couldn't hear Zeng Xunlong's voice, but the Roaring Sky Dog standing beside him played the role of a live broadcaster for him and Qing Chai.

“…… If there is no portal in front of you, most of the gods will come to the immortals. Before digging, you must first sacrifice, and you have your own water gate to the entrance. What we are going to enter is a temple, but it is actually a fairy tomb...... "Ordinary dogs can hear the slight vibrations in the ground in advance, and warn their owners before the earthquake comes, not to mention the roaring dogs that have been refined by the Tengu Ding." Not to mention Zeng Xunlong's voice, even one of the disciples quietly let out a fart, it could hear it clearly.

Qing Chai's eyes were very cold: "That guy is really ruthless, he killed his disciple for sacrifice, and he won't have so many worries when he kills him later." ”

Ning Tao said: "Immortal Tomb, it seems that there is a Xiuzhen Immortal, or Demon Immortal, buried in this mountain, but I don't know who it will be." Don't be busy when you go in later, there will probably be a magic circle inside, let those tomb robbers test the water first. ”

"Hmm. Qing chased.

Ning Tao said secretly in his heart: "I didn't expect that there was a fairy tomb here, would Zhu Hongyu come to find this fairy tomb back then?"

At this moment, Zeng Xunlong kicked the dead disciple away.

Click......

A string of ringing sounds came from the mountain, and the mountain also sank. In fact, it was not a mountain, but a boulder dozens of meters high and dozens of meters wide.

In the blink of an eye, a dark hole was revealed, the size of which could only be passed through by one person.

"You, go in, and the others follow. Zeng Xunlong gave an order.

The disciple who was ordered to enter the cave and walked in with a flashlight. The other three disciples also walked in. Zeng Xunlong was the last to go in, and he dragged the body of the disciple he had killed inside.

On the hillside on the left, a man, a woman, and a dog sprint quickly towards the hole in the col.

The yellow pastoral dog ran and chanted, "aBcd...... ef…… sB……”

That's how Xueba is made.

As soon as Ning Tao, Qing Chai, and the Howling Sky Dog entered the cave, the boulder behind them slowly rose, blocking the entrance. Ning Tao didn't have the slightest pressure, even if he couldn't find the exit or the mechanism to open the door at that time, he could go back by opening a convenient door, and if this place was suitable, he could even transform it into his second cave mansion.

The corpse of the young man whose throat had been cut was thrown into the narrow passage, and the smell of blood filled the air.

Ning Tao didn't rush to catch up, he took out the Solar Eclipse Blade and inserted it into the corpse's mouth. Spiritual power was injected into the blade, and some voices quickly appeared in his mind.

"Don't kill me...... Don't ......"

"Mom, I'm going to go on a long trip, and after I finish this business, I'll take you to the city to retire and live a good life......"

"Master, a commission of 100 million, who is so generous......"

These sounds are remnant soul memories and can also be understood as brain waves. As long as the brain cells are not completely decayed, the Eclipse Blade can activate the brain cells through spiritual power and obtain brain waves.

This young man had just died, and his entire brain had not yet died completely, and all kinds of information were pouring into Ning Tao's brain, although he could only hear sound at present, it was enough for him to understand some of the situation.

Someone hired the tomb robbers at a high price and provided them with a map. It's a pity that in his memory, Zeng Xunlong didn't tell him who his employer was. To put it bluntly, those disciples thought they were here to make a fortune, but they were actually here to be cannon fodder. Even if someone is lucky enough to get out alive after the deed is completed, he will not be able to guarantee that Zeng Xunlong will kill people and destroy his mouth.

"Let's go. Ning Tao finished the corpse's brainwave collection and put away the eclipse blade. He walked in the front, holding his mobile phone, and the faint fluorescent light emitted by the mobile phone screen illuminated the way.

He has always wanted to refine a flashlight, but he has always lacked spiritual materials, and he forgot about them when he had them. When he needed a flashlight at this time, he thought about it, and he thought that after the clinic moved, he must take the time to refine a Xiuzhen flashlight, and then put it in a small medicine box for later use.

The passage is excavated in the middle of the mountain, and the whole is in the shape of a mine passage, and in some places the top is supported by stones to prevent the sand and gravel from falling. Both the passages, and the stones used to stabilize them, look like they were cut with a sword or an axe, which is very strange.

Is there really a god?

"Qing Chai, during the Ming Dynasty or the Qing Dynasty, you haven't seen an immortal, or a demon immortal?" Ning Tao asked as he walked.

Qing Chai said: "I heard my sister say that those immortals and demon immortals have disappeared inexplicably. Now it's very rare to even use spells, and no one can refine magic weapons, where are there any immortals and demon immortals. ”

"Have you ever seen a flying sword?"

"Nope. ”

Ning Tao was a little disappointed in his heart, as a cultivator, although he took an unusual path of cultivation, he always had the complex of flying swords. If there is a flying sword, step on the flying sword and the Boeing 747 to fly side by side, then Dora wind!

The passage was getting wider and wider, and there was a faint sound of water.

Suddenly, there was an echo of someone talking in front of me: "The entrance has arrived!"

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