Chapter 162: The Ghost Lost City [3]
"Listen up." Ye Ling let out a lazy voice, looked at Yin Heng's obsidian-like eyes, and flashed a small smile.
"I have never seen this pattern, but it is located in the ghost, and it is so deeply hidden, perhaps...... It's a ghost general's tomb! Yin Heng stood aside with a smile in his eyes, laughing lightly, with a fresh and gentle atmosphere in his smile, not stained by the world.
"I have a hunch that the source of the demon seed is inside." Yin Heng said leisurely and softly.
It's not without a purpose, the closer he gets to here, the more the Gu poison in his body is ready to move.
"Young Lord, Elder Night, look." Elder Mo Yi's expression was serious, and with a flick of his hand, a totem appeared in the corner of the boulder.
Ye Ling's waist-length black hair, the hair is like black brocade on the back, the cold wind blows, the ink hair is flying wildly, coupled with the fluttering red clothes and the eyes that are as cold as ink jade, giving people a sense of oppression: "Oh? It seems that they are still old friends. β
This pattern is very familiar......
Shimizu Village ......
Watertown......
and the sealed corpse in the coffin......
She had dealt with this totem not once or twice.
This totem is exactly thatβthe fanged mark that has appeared more than three times!
"Please also ask Ye Ling to solve his doubts." Yin Heng smiled gently.
"This time I passed through Qingshui Village, met a corpse puppet, for one, crossed the water city, the city lord's mansion study locked the ghost array, for the second, the coffin raised the corpse, for the third, and now to the ghost, for the fourth, and these four...... They all have the same totem......" Ye Ling spoke unhurriedly, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and he was extremely evil.
"In this way, it is all done by the same force, if you are lucky, while cracking the Gu poison, you may be able to get the magic weapon from a thousand years ago, but how to open this tomb?" Before Yin Heng could speak, Elder Mo Yi frowned and said in a deep voice.
Yin Heng is also faintly frowning, it is a ghost tomb, how can it be easily opened?
"Since the source of the demon seed is in the tomb, then everything will have to be done." Elder Li Ge and Elder Yan Ge glanced at each other and made a final decision, it was a matter of the young master, no matter what, they had to go!
And secretly a Yuanying cultivator's eyes flashed with greed and viciousness, the magic weapon of a thousand years ago, what a terrifying existence it should be, if he could get it, why should he take refuge in the Hidden Pavilion in exchange for cultivation resources......
Ye Lingfeng's eyes were sharp, sweeping all the movements around him, and the bottom of his eyes crossed the dark color, the ghost tomb was an excellent place to gather yin!
Immediately, the red-clothed figure swept by like a ghost, and instantly stood in the air, observing the trend of the entire empty city ghost.
As the name suggests, it is a place where yin energy is gathered. This kind of place mostly appears in the belly of the mountain or in the place surrounded by mountains, this kind of place is insufficient yang all the year round, and the yin is vigorous, and it is easy to form a natural place to gather yin, and the place to gather yin to build evil tombs, so ...... What is raised......
"Elder Night, what did you find?" Elder Mo Yi asked.
"Gather in the yin land, the evil tomb is born, the corpse is drummed, and the ghost will come out! Yin Heng is really powerful. In Ye Ling's deep black eyes, a touch of cunning, a shallow smile, slowly spread inside.
"Look," Yin Heng's eyebrows were warm and picturesque, and his eyes were cold and soft, and his slender fingers pointed to the tomb in front of him.
Everyone looked at each other.
"As you said, according to the divine sense, I am afraid that this is an artificially formed corpse-raising tomb, borrowing ghost qi, in this feng shui environment, the earth qi and the corpse will not intersect with each other, and the ghost qi is vigorous to raise the corpse, and eventually form a zombie. This situation generally appears in some evil sects, and it is rare in the Star Continent, this method is based on a certain ghost place, and uses the ghost qi layout as a means to make the ghost qi sink further, the yin qi accumulates, and the corpse lives in the center, and over time, it will become a zombie. β
"It's just ......" Yin Heng smiled lightly and "looked" at Ye Ling, his eyes were like warm snow that had not yet melted in spring, extremely soft, his lips were like warm jade, the corners of his mouth were slightly curved, and his faint smile was like the March sun, comfortable and comfortable: "Although Yin Heng knows that this place is a ghost general's tomb, he is not good at cracking the mechanism. β
"Well said." Ye Ling's eyes flashed with a charming and dangerous streamer, like a natural enchantment and cruelty, full of charm and seduction, "Elder Moyi." "Seven
"Elder Night." The old man's serious gaze stayed on the man in red.
"You, Li Ge Lao, and Yan Ge Lao led the monks to find one side, since it is the cave of the ghost general, the entrance will definitely be the place where the ghost qi gathers!"
"The old man understands." Mo Yi bowed slightly.
Elder Li Ge and Elder Yan Ge pondered for a moment, then saluted solemnly towards Ye Ling in unison, and said respectfully: "Please also ask Elder Ye to take care of the young master of my family." β
"Don't worry," Ye Ling glanced at them with a pair of phoenix eyes bewitching and lazy, and his thin lips lightly opened: "Your young master will not lose a single hair." β
Hearing this, the rest of the monks bowed down and saluted, and under the leadership of the three elders, they dispersed.
"You're making fun of me again." Yin Heng smiled lightly, warm as a spring breeze, and a little tolerant and helpless.
"There are bandit gentlemen, such as cutting and learning, such as grinding. There are bandits and gentlemen, and they must not be ridiculed. Filled with ears, it will be like a star, like gold and tin, and like a gui. Ye Ling squinted slightly with seductive peach blossom eyes, a lazy face under the mandala mask, his black jade-like hair fluttered lightly in the wind, and the corners of his lips carried a smile of hanging child: "What this son said is the truth, the young master of the Hidden Pavilion, one day, he will be famous all over the world." β
"How can Yin Heng afford such praise, Ye Ling is too famous." Yin Heng's smile is warm, and his words are inherently elegant and noble.
"Yin Heng is naturally affordable," Ye Ling's thin angular lips outlined a smile: "It's just that these monks from the outer gate of the Yin Pavilion are too unsupportable Ah Dou, one by one, their minds are weird, their hearts are not good, and some people often say that they can bite dogs...... It's better to let them move their muscles and bones. β
"Although the Hidden Pavilion is still the second largest force in the Star Continent in recent years, it seems to be no different from the past on the surface, but it has long been rotten on the inside, and it is also the fault of Yin Heng." Yin Heng's soft and faint voice, in this lonely moonlit night, is like a white lotus, blooming clearly.
Ye Ling's dark eyes were reflected in the moonlight, as enchanting as devouring blood, and the corners of his mouth hooked a thin cold sneer: "If everything has to depend on you alone, wouldn't it be exhausting to death?" Changed to this son, it's not so great. β
The corners of Yin Heng's mouth, taking advantage of his unpreparedness, curled, a trace of gentleness, slowly flowing through his black eyes.
If she lives a more wanton life, she should also be.
"Young Master, Elder Night, I have discovered a place with a strong ghost aura, presumably it is the gate of the Ghost General's Tomb." A monk bowed.
"Let's go, Ye Ling." Yin Heng's smile is exceptionally clean, and the whole person has a temperament as warm as jade.
"Let's go." Ye Ling's voice was a little more cold, a little more relaxed and lazy, next, the show has just begun, and if you put a good Yuanying monk, you don't need it, that's what it's called...... Tyrannical Creatures!
Seeing the inconspicuous tomb stone gate under the underground sinkhole in the depths of the empty city, the corner of Ye Ling's mouth hooked the evil spirit, and the ghost chose the tomb gate in this corner, which was a good idea, using the front boulder totem as a cover to hide the true direction, isn't it just to prevent someone from opening the seal?
I'm afraid, the people who are secretly controlling are also among them, if this ghost corpse puppet is not controlled, how can it attack them......
So, ride a donkey and read the record book - we'll see!
"Tutββ, this tomb stone door has a seal, and this son can't open it." Ye Ling was angry and lazy.
"May I ask Elder Night, how can I open the stone door of the tomb? The old man and the old man are willing to give it a try. "Li Ge Lao has a sharp gaze and is extremely serious.
Ye Ling was half-chaired on the stone pillar not far from the stone gate, and he spoke out in danger: "The two pavilion elders don't need to worry, have you carefully observed the stone gate of this tomb?" β
"It's a rune and a spell, look carefully at the walls around the stone door of the tomb, there are eight octagonal gossip diagrams, the center of the gossip diagram, all facing the stone door, according to this strange phenomenon, it means that the ghost general buried here is sealed, and a lot of immortal sect runes and magic weapons are used." Elder Li Ge frowned slightly, but still expressed his opinion.
"Old decay still has questions, is it too weird that the outside of the tomb is a seal, but inside it is a place of extreme yin?"
"That's right." Ye Ling smiled, and his deep eyes became darker and darker, and it became more and more incomprehensible: "We don't know what the people behind the scenes do, but since it is the tomb of the ghost general under heavy seals, it cannot be opened with the power of the two pavilion elders. β
The Yuanying monks in the rear glanced at each other, since they belonged to the forces of the Hidden Pavilion, it would be impossible for them to hide in the rear.
"I'll do as I was told!" The monks saluted and gritted their teeth in response.