Chapter 40: The Living Men
When Yin Yi said that he would let Xiao Jing send him, his head was buried deeply, and his face was so red that he was about to soak blood.
Yin Yi is an outstanding girl, many sons of the family and disciples of the sect have paid Yin Yi's attention, and even the prince of Western Xia has given Yin Yi a dowry, but Yin Yi refused.
And because the Yin family is very famous in the cultivation world, thousands of pairs of eyes are staring here, so even if Yin Yi refuses, everyone will not embarrass Yin Yi.
Such a noble woman bowed her head to Xiao Jing very sincerely for the sake of her family today.
Xiao Jing looked at Yin Yi with a smile and said, "Don't make your promise too early, see if I can come out alive, if I can come out alive, I want to take a good look at what Miss Yin's promise is." ”
Yin Yi bit his lip helplessly.
Jiao Shu also said at this time: "Master, I can feel the breath inside...... It's familiar. ”
Jiao Shu is familiar because he is also a heroic spirit.
Heroic Spirit, the guardian of the Ten Thousand Worlds Immortal Sect.
When the Ten Thousand Worlds Immortal Sect was destroyed, most of the Heroic Spirits disappeared, and a few were scattered into the Ten Thousand Worlds.
Some of the heroic spirits in the Ten Thousand Worlds possess humans or spirit beasts, and continue to reincarnate with them - such as Jiaoshu.
Others continue to exist in the form of heroic spirits in all worlds, waiting for the call of the creator god.
I never thought that this kind of waiting is 10,000 years.
Xiao Jing trusted Ji Bo very much, and strode into the cave.
Yin Yi gritted his teeth and wanted to follow up.
Uncle Chen reminded at this time: "Miss, there are rules in the ancestors, the daughter of the Yin family cannot enter the cave. ”
Yin Yi had to stop.
Xiao Jing ignored Yin Yi and walked in with Jiaoshu and the others.
Inside the cave, the yin wind blows, and the breath here is like a dungeon cemetery.
After walking more than ten miles inside, the lights were bright, and everyone could see the corpses leaning on both sides.
The corpses were old, and only white bones remained.
However, the words on the stone wall next to the corpse were clearly visible.
For example, the stone wall next to a corpse reads - Yin Yu, born in Xuanwu in 902, died in Xuanwu in 931, the person who met was virtuous, and his heart was open...... Dead ...... Heaven and earth are sad, and the grass and trees are desolate.
It means that Yin Yu is open-minded and morally noble, but unfortunately he died at a young age, the world changed color, the grass declined, and the world was sad.
"It's a pity that he died at the age of 29. ”
Another corpse reads - Yin Songshan, born in 882 in Xuanwu, died in 900 in Xuanwu......
This man has a shorter lifespan, only eighteen years.
All the way forward, there are these corpses, these are the men of the Yin family, and indeed as Yin Yi said, no one is more than 35 years old.
Sure enough, it's a spell.
Xiao Jing suddenly felt a little sympathetic to Yin Yi, a girl, who grew up in such a family environment, although she was glamorous on the surface, she didn't know how much torture she had suffered in her heart.
After walking more than ten miles, the atmosphere changed sharply.
Jiaoshu and Dong Sheng protected Xiao Jing in the center, and Qin Zheng and Su Qiling protected Xiao Jing in the rear.
Ahead, there is a row of stone benches.
There were many people sitting on the stone benches, who were completely devoid of breath and looked to be dead.
But these people were majestic, and they all stood up again when they noticed the movement of Xiao Jing and the others.
Qin Zheng had been in the underground palace for thousands of years, and he was all too familiar with these scenes, and he said: "These people should be the cultivators of the Yin family, who were turned into puppets after they died, guarding here. ”
Xiao Jing also saw the cultivation of these dead corpses, and many of them were at the grandmaster level.
After the cultivator dies and becomes a puppet, the cultivation realm is even higher, and it is even more difficult to deal with.
The corpse puppet held a weapon and set up a formation to attack Xiao Jing and the others.
Everyone only felt that they were stuck in a swamp, and their bodies kept sinking, and the harder they worked, the deeper their bodies sank.
Then someone comes to you and reaches out to save you, but just as you are about to reach out, the man turns into a pile of bones and pushes you down the swamp with all his might.
The formation makes people angry, anxious, and panicked.
Jiao Shu shouted: "Carving insect skills!"
Jiaoshu was in front, Su Qiling was behind, and the two built a bridge and fought hard.
The neon feather coat flew up and danced a rainbow in the air, shining brightly.
The light turned into flaming swords and shot into the body of the corpse golem, and the corpse exploded, scattering bones all over the ground.
The formation was dissolved by Su Qiling and Jiaoshu together.
Xiao Jing looked at the embarrassment in the place, and said with great sighs: "The descendants of the Yin family are all paying off their ancestors' debts, and it is not unsafe to become puppets when they die. ”
After the corpse, a heavily armored warrior jumped up from behind the stone wall and went straight to Xiao Jing.
Jiao Shu turned into a long sword and blocked the blow of the hoplite.
Jiao Shu shouted: "What kind of hero is a sneak attack!"
The hoplites stepped back, and the stone wall closed.
A loud rumbling sound resounded through the cave, like a landslide cracking the ground.
The bones on the ground were crushed by the stone walls and turned into smithereens.
Xiao Jing and the others retreated backwards, the stone walls behind them were also closing, and the rock walls in the upper part were also pressing down.
The crowd was trapped in the middle of the box, which was to crush them to death in a cave or something.
Jiaoshu and Su Qiling sprinted back and forth, hoping to break through the stone wall, but found that the stone wall was extremely hard.
Xiao Jing was calm and shouted, "Qin Zheng!"
Qin Zheng turned into a soul-breaking crossbow!
Although Xiao Jing was at the realm of the ninth order of the Great Monk at this time, the Soul Breaking Crossbow in his hand was an immortal weapon.
Xiao Jing took out five immortal stones and injected them into the Soul Breaking Bow.
The Soul Breaker Crossbow is full of light and aura.
Xiao Jing held the Soul Breaking Crossbow and broke his hair against the stone wall!
Thousands of spiritual qi formed a huge air current, slamming into the stone wall.
Rumble!
The stone wall is broken!
Seeing this, the heavily armed warriors hurried inside.
"Where to go!" The Soul Breaking Crossbow in Xiao Jing's hand struck again, hitting the warrior's back.
Boom!
The warrior was instantly reduced to ashes, and the interior of the cave fell silent again.
Xiao Jing was already sweating profusely at this time.
The danger just now was the closest Xiao Jing came to death.
The people of the Yin family, who once had the cultivation of the realm of the king, really lived up to their reputation.
"Let's go!" Xiao Jing put the Soul Breaker Crossbow on his shoulder and continued to move forward.
The familiar taste is getting closer and closer, this is the taste of fairy stones.
After walking through three forks, Xiao Jing finally saw a secret room hall.
The interior of the hall is brightly lit.
The center is about three zhang high, and the colorful shining place is the fairy stone vein, which is also the treasure of the fairy stone.
It was the first time Xiao Jing had seen so many immortal stones, and Ji Bo was very excited, there were countless veins like this when the Ten Thousand Realms Immortal Sect was at its peak.
Surrounding the vein was a group of people, who opened their eyes and looked at Xiao Jing and the others, who were sitting upright on the ground and surrounding the vein.
Many of them only had white bones left in their bodies, and many of them were weak and clinging to the fairy stone mine, only in this way could they barely survive.
They are the men of the Yin family, the only ones who are still alive.