Two majestic stone gates stood in front of them like mountains, and also blocked their eyes from looking at victory, this was the last hurdle. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

A white-haired old man frowned and looked at the tattered silk book in his hand, if it weren't for the spiritual power to maintain it, he was afraid that it would be turned into pieces in an instant, and said slowly:

"Right behind these two stone doors."

The middle-aged man wearing a black robe, with a gloomy face, hooked nose, and prominent cheekbones, said, "...... In fact, there is another way, if you can get the blood of the owner of this tomb, you can make this gatekeeper submit. ”

Another thin old man laughed strangely, "Senior Brother Yin, don't mention this. Could it be that you can turn into a wisp of wind, go in and get the emperor's blood and then come out? ”

The middle-aged man snorted coldly, "Naturally, I am not as good as Senior Brother Cheng." I just read a lot of books and know a little more. Your old man has lived hundreds of years longer than me, and this kind of contribution naturally depends on Senior Brother Cheng. ”

"Oh, Senior Brother Yin's praise is really undeserved. Indeed, I have lived a few hundred years longer to be qualified to preach to you. Senior Brother Yin, cultivation is the most taboo, the eye is low, and down-to-earth is the right reason! ”

"Okay, let's say a few words!" The white-haired old man glared and flicked his sleeves, "Let's open the door." ”

It took seven or eight hours for a group of exhausted men to finally open the two huge stone doors.

They could have used violence, the doors were as heavy and hard as a hill, but it wasn't a lot, and the real mountain was nothing in their eyes.

However, in order not to damage the contents of the stone gate, a conservative method was adopted to open the door.

The soul power of the general guarding the gate is very strong, and this kind of general who was specially selected to guard the spirit of the emperor was a brave general before his death, loyal to the emperor, and would never betray unless they were completely wiped out.

It took the two primordial old monsters together for so long to wear off their soul power.

The inviolable power of the mountains that shrouded the stone gate was gone, and the stone gate was still huge, but it was just an ordinary heavy stone gate.

The juniors didn't dare to move, looking at the leading ancestors.

The white-haired old man stroked his beard and spoke slowly, "Open the door." ”

The juniors pushed open the stone door vigorously, and as the door slowly opened, revealing the long-awaited main mausoleum behind the door.

The Jade Hidden Dragon - It's Inside!!

Silver tree golden flowers, jasper grass slopes, gemstone beads sparkling hanging on the silver tree, blooming in jasper.

Everywhere you look, there is a splash of riches, treasures that can make mortals crazy, buried in the dark, covered with a thick layer of dust for a long time.

All the juniors were a little short of breath.

For the monks, the gold and jade treasures are useless, but those orbs full of spiritual energy, those divine weapons scattered on the ground, and those Ganoderma lucidum elixirs in transparent jade boxes all exude an attractive aura.

The three old monsters in their infancy were very calm. His gaze swept over the jewels all over the ground, and he looked towards the dark dormitory in the depths of the mausoleum.

It was a real temple.

In front of the palace, there are fire trees and silver flowers piled up with treasures, and there are shining treasures everywhere in this mausoleum, but in the dormitory, it is pitch black.

A few old monsters raised their feet and walked inside. The middle-aged man lagged behind, coldly glancing at the juniors behind him.

"These things are coated with poison, don't kill them, just take them."

As soon as he said this, he immediately extinguished those thoughts of grabbing treasures.

It's actually poisonous...... It's too insidious......

The white-haired old monster was a few feet away from the temple, frowned, and stopped.

The thin old man asked, "Senior Brother Hua, what's wrong?" ”

The white-haired old monster narrowed his eyes and said slowly, "This temple has been closed for a long time, but I have never smelled the smell of filth and decay. ”

The remaining two old monsters were stunned by his question.

In the mausoleum, which has been sealed for more than a thousand years, the air circulation is so smooth?

The middle-aged man said: "Or is it because of the ground movement, which causes the mountain wall to crack and the mausoleum to be damaged?" ”

This explanation makes sense, and along the way, I did see several collapsed burial chambers.

However, when I looked around, there were black and hard stone walls everywhere, and there was no sign of damage.

The three old monsters couldn't help but think of the tomb guarding beast squatting outside the stone gate of the main mausoleum at the same time.

As soon as they got closer, the tomb keeper awoke from his black and blue armor, fierce and hideous. Now that I think about it, the pile of stone chips that fell under the feet of the grave keeper at that time did not look like they had fallen newly, but rather like they had woken up a long time ago.

Thinking about it like this, he felt that this time he went to the tomb, and it was strange everywhere.

At this moment, an abrupt flute sounded.

The sound came from inside the dark and quiet temple.

The flute sound is cheerful and melodious, like the flying floc in the spring day fluttering into the air with the south wind, everything recovers, flowers bloom, purple and red, and butterflies dance one by one.

For a moment, the silence of the dark dead realm was like a condensation, and with the sound of the flute, it suddenly woke up.

The cheerful flute is accompanied by the beat of drums and bells, and there are women singing and dancing.

It was like a grand palace banquet, with just the right flowers, half drunk, and the beautiful girls with ruddy faces lifted up the hem of their clothes, revealing their slender waists.

The sudden sound of joy startled everyone, and everyone's hearts were furious, even more panicked than the previous dark temple.

"It's beautiful."

In the crowd, a young monk let out a sigh, his eyes straightened, and he walked lightly towards the hall. His hands were outstretched, and his joyful expression seemed to be embracing his long-lost lover.

The three old monsters watched him enter coldly, and no one stopped him.

"It's beautiful." He sighed again in the temple.

A beautiful girl took him by the hand and led him to the jade platform in the front hall.

Several beautiful girls surrounded him like birds, kissing him lightly on the cheek, her body as soft as willow, and her lips as sweet as petals.

The men danced to their steps, hugged them, kissed them, and laughed merrily......

His body quickly shriveled at a rate visible to the naked eye, as if it had been drained of blood, and soon all that was left was a shriveled skin.

"It's beautiful." He fell to the ground and let out one last sigh of satisfaction.

There was a sound of giggling laughter in the hall, and several girls stepped down the white jade steps barefoot, and the golden bells on their feet rattled, and they walked towards them with brisk dance steps.

Their cheeks radiated a warm luster like ivory, their eyes were dark and bright, and they were the flowers that bloomed in the mausoleum, the most beautiful scenery.

The music in the hall became more and more cheerful, and the laughter of the girl became louder and louder.

The white-haired old monster suddenly retreated to the rear, and warned sharply, "Don't listen to those voices, don't look at those women, you will be confused." (To be continued.) )