Chapter Seventy-Seven
There are overlapping mountains in Zhuzhou, and the mountains are dotted with stars.
In such a dangerous place, there is a small mountain village, which is little known under the Kowloon Mountain Range, and the mountain village is named Divine Tomb Village for unknown reasons.
It's such an unspeakable and desolate place that tells an amazing story.
In the Tomb Village, in a rare wooden house, a middle-aged man with messy hair was engrossed in a residual drawing, and seemed to have discovered something, and suddenly picked up the bronze exquisite and wonderful square plate placed next to him, and put it in front of him, his eyes blinked, and the hands on it rotated, the square disk reflected the starlight, and the pointer slowly rotated like water waves in the delicate and complicated square plate, until a knock on the door sounded, and the rotation of the policy came to an abrupt end.
The middle-aged man frowned, and he was overjoyed that this was God's blessing.
"The north stars gather in the south, this is the land of the future generations! Dad has found a grave for himself so early?" Then the voice sounded, a woman in white cotton wool slippers, carrying a bronze cigarette stick with lilac smoke in one hand, and a mysterious yellow rune paper in the other, appeared behind the middle-aged man with a cool and bitter breath.
The middle-aged man's calculation was interrupted, and he had to stop his movements to put down the square plate, and spit out a breath of turbid air from his mouth.
"Daughter, don't just enter my door next time, don't ...... casually. ”
"Old thing, did you say that your daughter was casual?"
"I said ......"
The middle-aged man sighed helplessly: "What are you looking for me?"
"Of course, it's money. ”
"Wow, did I just give you three thousand taels of spirit stones the day before yesterday? The middle-aged man's face was bitter.
The woman deserved: "It's not that you have to take me to hide in this broken ground where birds don't lay eggs, I buy a purple cloud smoke at a sky-high price, and there are so many Shenma hermit masters, there is no wind and bones at all, just play with them and win me tens of thousands of taels of spirit stones!"
"What!?"
"You just yelled at me for such a thing, when my mother left, you swore to take care of me, you yelled at me, wow......"
"Okay, okay, if you can borrow this cigarette and gamble, concentrate on cultivation for three or five years, and with Jindan cultivation, what does it matter if I give you all our family's property and my position in Qingyun Sect!?"
The woman in white immediately pretended to be nothing: "Money." ”
“......”
“...... Anyway, you are eyeing the ancestral grave of whose family again, such good luck. ”
The middle-aged man then smiled: "The Tomb of the Gods, maybe the Tomb of Xuanyuan!"
The woman's face changed: "The legendary tomb of the ancient Yellow Emperor!?"
"This may be a change that will change the entire cultivation realm, and even cause a riot for the cultivation realm, remember the ancient god era I told you, as long as you get the ancient exercises or pills from the tomb of the gods, you may be able to break through the limitations of heaven and earth and step into the journey of ascension. ”
"It's true! But with your little bit of morality, it's better to save it. ”
“......”
The woman in white took a puff of smoke lightly, and said helplessly: "What are you doing!" My mother often taught me when she was alive, your Xiaoyan arithmetic is at most a low-level arithmetic, if you can calculate the location of Xuanyuan's tomb, I'm afraid everyone in the world will know about it." ”
For a moment, the heavens and the earth shook suddenly, causing the two of them to fall down a little.
The two of them immediately walked out of the house, and Zhou Tian Xingdou turned slowly but firmly, and every star was shaking in a hurry, as if he was shocked by a monarch who suddenly appeared, which was an anomaly that had not been seen in the Canghai Continent for thousands of years.
The father and daughter looked at each other, with the same shock in their hearts.
"Next month, the Qingyun Sect will start the Immortal Ascension Conference, Ling'er, go back and take a look yourself." The middle-aged man was serious.
"Oh what!?...... myself"
"And Ling'er, take good care of yourself......" The middle-aged man said meaningfully.
In just an instant, the middle-aged man ran far away.
"Leave me some more spirit stones!"
“...... What!?" the middle-aged man disappeared from the woman's field of vision.
"And your dragon ruler. The woman covered her face with one hand and smiled.
After a long time, the news of the appearance of the tomb of the gods spread in Kyushu, and a prophecy that had almost been forgotten by the world was also re-sung in the world day and night. In the 10,000 years of the calendar, the tomb of the gods was born, the ancient gods were revived, and the ascension avenue reappeared, which can be expected!
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A black shadow was cowering at the edge of the village, slowly walking towards the wooden house, holding a few spiritual grasses with wonderful golden spiritual power in his hands, this is not a powerful spiritual treasure, and it has no miraculous effect, but it is used for ordinary cultivation.
"Little zombie, are you going to collect elixir for me again?" the woman in white looked sincerely grateful.
"Yes...... Ahh
Then the woman took away all the elixirs from the little corpse's hands with a grateful face.
The corpse was found and brought out from the tomb by a middle-aged man and a woman in white from under the town of Jiulong Panshan, the corpse is different from other zombies in many ways, first of all, it is not as strong as other zombies, and the action is no different from ordinary people, which is destined to be the prelude to the tragic enslavement of the corpse.
In terms of appearance, the little corpse is not as ugly as other zombies, and even more beautiful than the rest of the world.
Mo Shangren is like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world. The face is like the moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the color is like the flower of spring dawn. The sideburns are like a knife, and the eyebrows are like ink paintings.
The little corpse has forgotten everything from his past life, or his life...... And the little corpse in this world has only one goal, which is to get rid of the clutches of the "Witch in White" Zhao Ling'er and the "Hell Devil" Zhao Tong. However, the basis of all this is to become stronger, so the little corpse is determined to develop obscenely, and one day, he will be ashamed and take revenge.
"By the way, I'm going to strike iron for Lu Bo tomorrow. ”
"Your sister, what's the trouble, don't you even bother to find a reason?......" The little corpse scolded secretly, but he didn't dare to show it.
The residence of the little corpse is placed in the firewood room, and I don't know where the Zhao family's mother and daughter found the red sandalwood coffin, and the four sides are carved with nine lifelike five-clawed golden dragons, which are somewhat similar to the coffin when they woke up, but it looks a little rough, God knows where these two devils got their previous coffins, and I don't know which of the same unlucky dead people used the couch for the mat, because the coffin lid on it didn't know why it was broken into two sections, and it could only be taken from the sky.
On the second day, a rooster crowed.
The little corpse moved mechanically according to the daily rules, chopping wood and boiling water, cleaning the potholed courtyard, and then going to Aunt Ying in the east of the village to buy breakfast, and put the breakfast on the shabby wooden table in the living room.
After these are done, it is the beginning of a busy day, building a wooden house for the old man in the west of the village, and setting up the venue for the elderly in the village to teach...... In the end, there was the woman in white who confessed yesterday to help Lu Bo strike iron.
Do you think this is the little corpse's willingness? Of course not, this is all the ruthless oppression of the little corpse by the woman in white for the sake of the spirit stone.
Only after everything is done every day, the little corpse can run up the Jiulong Pan Mountain, and with his keen sense of spiritual objects, he can find a few spiritual grasses with weak spiritual power to improve his cultivation, even if the spiritual grass collected in this way cannot be discovered by the woman in white.
Today is a little different from the past, the woman in white actually went to Lu Bo's iron shop in person as if she had found it in her conscience, and waited for the little corpse to finish her work.
"Little sister, why are you so leisurely and elegant to pick me up today. The little corpse asked cautiously.
"Of course, it's because of love!" replied the woman in white exaggeratedly.
"Get out!" the little corpse scolded secretly, and said cautiously again: "Why don't you see Uncle Tong today." ”
"He's dead. The woman in white replied with a smirk.
Of course, the little corpse knew that the woman in white was joking, but she was extremely excited, and she was so happy in her heart: "Lao Tzu's chance to take revenge has arrived!"
The little corpse seems to have seen the scene of his revenge, two by two, the woman in white's rune paper has no harm to the little corpse, the woman in white is shocked, the little corpse rushed up to fight with the woman in white, you must know that the only advantage of the little corpse is three hundred catties of divine power and extremely strong body, first put down the woman in white with one punch, and then happily appreciate the bursts of the woman in white begging for mercy......
When the little corpse was silent, it was suddenly woken up by a heavy blow: "What are you thinking?"
"Don't dare. ”
"Tomorrow we will set off and return to the Qingyun Sect, where every inch of gold and land, outstanding people, and spirit stones bloom everywhere, hahaha!"
"Good, good, good. ”
"So tonight we're going to your tomb and get out all the good things that are valuable. ”
"Shameless, I had to do you tonight. The little corpse gritted his teeth and thought of it, but it was still difficult to highlight the two words: "Okay!"
"Little corpse, it's really in vain that I hurt you in vain, it's really too generous. ”
"Let's go now. The little corpse took the initiative to arrive, thinking in his heart: "I can't wait to kill you!"
In the mountain wilderness, a stone bag is erected in the middle, and under it is the place where the small corpse wakes up, the center of the nine mountains, the so-called Jiulong Pan Mountain, this is a rare piece of treasure if an emperor hides here, he can protect the country and the people, there is a mountain miasma package that is difficult to enter, but I don't know that the boring power that is difficult to be idle has been here in the name of life to understand the Lei Fa, and finally the Lei Fa Dacheng slowly dispersed the thousands of miles of poisonous barriers, and the cemetery of the little corpse slowly appeared, and finally paved the way for Zhao Xing's father and daughter to find the small corpse cemetery.
"Get out of the way!"
As the woman in white drank, a secret door appeared in the middle of the mountain bag.
The woman in white's eyes glowed green and immediately stepped on the surface of the water and rushed into it, and it took a long time for the little corpse to react, how could she run so fast!?
The corpse jumped into the water and swam slowly.
It was all dark, and if you open the torch, you can see most of the half-worn and lifelike murals on the walls, which seem to depict a story of ancient times, and the little corpse once ran to see it alone but in vain, and all the little corpses in the past life or life are completely forgotten, and everything on this mural seems so jerky and difficult to understand.
The little corpse didn't use the torch, because everything here is too familiar, every time he approaches here, for some reason, endless sadness hits his heart inexplicably, there is actually nothing valuable here, only a few green lanterns have been taken away by the Zhao family's father and daughter, it should be specially arranged by the little corpse before his death, I am afraid it is to prevent someone from disturbing, because the current little corpse also thinks so.
The little corpse has been gone for a long time, and there is still no figure or movement of the woman in white.