The words on the stone tablet are not special runes, and they are all written in oracle bone inscriptions, just like the entrance of the demon cave.

"It seems that these oracle bone inscriptions were written by the second powerhouse a thousand years ago, or thousands of years ago, not by the founder of the Demon Cave. ”

Wang Chulan secretly thought: "And this second strong man is annotated with oracle bone inscriptions, so that latecomers can understand it!"

Obviously, the second strong man once explored this place and occupied the demon cave, and got the benefits.

And this strong man, he made various remarks, guiding the latecomers to come here, obviously for the sake of inheritance.

"Just let me see, what is this so-called ghost master inheritance?" Wang Chulan's eyes were full of scorching light.

Wang Chulan is not a blue eagle, he doesn't know the inheritance of the ghost master, but it is left by the ancestor of the corpse gate.

Wang Chulan didn't know that the ghost master could command ten thousand ghosts.

But it doesn't matter!

Wang Chulan knew that once the inheritance of the ghost master was obtained, the orthodox ghost cultivators in the world would listen to his orders.

Legend has it that the ghost cultivators in the world all say that there is an ancestor, but it was later divided and divided into many branches.

Nowadays in the Central Plains, the vast majority of ghost cultivators, the martial arts they cultivate, all the way to the source, can be classified as one sect.

This is the origin of the name "traditional ghost cultivation".

Of course, there are also some ghost cultivators who don't admit it.

But there are still many ghost cultivators who admit this.

So!

Once the ghost master is inherited, even in the demon cave, there is no natural treasure.

But Wang Chulan, if he wants to find any heavenly and earthly treasures, it will be very convenient.

……

At this moment, Wang Chulan stood in front of the stone gate, looking at the stone tablet, his eyes were sharp.

The oracle bone inscription on the stone tablet has three big characters: "The Gate of Life and Death!"

Underneath the large letter, there is a line of small print:

"Once this door is opened, there will be a crowd of demons dancing wildly, and if you can't become a ghost master, then - die!"

"It's kind of interesting!" Wang Chulan looked disdainful, waved his big hand, and pushed forward directly.

Bang!

In an instant, the stone door rumbled and slowly opened.

A new world appeared in front of Wang Chulan.

Meanwhile!

The formations guarding the Eighteen Mountains have all disappeared!

"Quick!"

"Fellow Daoists, hurry up, don't let that thief get ahead of us!"

With a roar of rage, all the heroes who urged the light work with all their strength finally descended to the entrance of the demon cave.

"The barrier at the entrance, there are traces of fluctuations, it seems that there are indeed people who are ahead of us!"

Blue Eagle, with gloomy eyes: "But it seems that that person has just entered, and we still have a chance!"

"Amitabha!" Master Eight-Fingered, his hands folded: "The Buddha said that if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?"

"The poor monk is willing to take the first step and go to the bottom first, so as not to increase the soul of the dead, donors, what do you think?"

"Master, you are here to purify sentient beings, not to capture treasures, we believe in you!" the old bald nodded.

"Master Eight Fingers, after you go in, within a stick of incense, if you don't come out, we will step in. Blue Eagle, nodded.

Although, from the bottom of his heart, Blue Eagle didn't want the eight-fingered master to step into the demon cave for the first time.

But for the sake of prudence, Lan Ying felt that it was nothing to let the Eight Finger Master advance.

After all!

In the devil's cave, there are already people, who are the first to ascend,

Eight-fingered master, to be a pioneer, can also pull hatred and attract firepower.

"Don't worry, the poor monks will never be involved in the inheritance of the ghost master, and the poor monks will only recite the mantra of the past life to surpass those dead spirits. ”

The eight-fingered master, his hands folded: "After a stick of incense, no matter what the result is, the poor monk will definitely return!"