When the 'tyrannical' opened the stone door with the special symbols painted on it, the rotten air of the tomb floated out, and I couldn't help but cover my nose, look inside, and then the whole person was stunned.

This main burial chamber, the inside is too clean, and it is too unclean.

The area of the tomb is not large, there is only a sarcophagus inside, and it does not look very expensive, but it is carved from ordinary bluestone.

And around this sarcophagus, there are densely packed with human bones, about thirty or fifty of them. These bones are crystal clear and full of aura, and some of them have a bit of momentum even if they become bones.

These are all the bones of human cultivators, and they are all the strongest in human cultivation, and their cultivation is at least the kind of qi refiner.

"'tyrannical' seniors, what are these ......?"

I pointed to the bones, my hands trembling, and I couldn't believe it.

The 'tyrannical' reaction was very flat, as if those were all the most commonplace:

[Oh, you said they ...... They were all human cultivators in their lifetimes, and they seem to have some nice names.

[Daomen Nine Palaces, Eighteen Arhats of Buddhism, Ten Witches of Southern Xinjiang or something]

[But those are all names in life, and now they are just bones]

The names in the mouth of the big black tiger really frightened me more than the other, and in the end my temples jumped.

Nine Palaces, Eighteen Arhats, and Ten Witches in Southern Xinjiang...... These are the great predecessors who were famous hundreds of years ago, and they are recorded in the codex of the ancestors of the Han family, and even people like me have heard their names.

Shuttling through these masters, their cultivation is extremely high, most of them are in the realm of true masters, and their morals are also very good, and they are subduing demons everywhere in the land of Shenzhou. When they were there, the land of Shenzhou was really calm for many years, but then these masters mysteriously disappeared together, and the reason was not explained in the codex of the ancestors.

Unexpectedly, these famous masters were all in a suspicious grave of Wuyun Ancestor, and they all looked like burial offerings.

It's simply ...... It was ridiculous and bloody, and it made me feel a strong sense of skepticism and discomfort.

Seeing that something was wrong with me, the 'tyranny' took a few steps forward, and Gaba stepped on a bone as white as jade, and said naturally:

[Even if one side is a tiger and the other side is a deer and a sheep, after feeling that the heaven and earth are lucky enough to open the spiritual wisdom, both sides will treat each other as their own clan, and this clan is called - demon]

[But that child obviously has no fur and has hands and feet, exactly like them, but they never think that he is a human race, only call him - demon]

[In this case, I will let them give the child a burial, just like you humans use cattle and sheep to bury, nothing special]

'Tyranny' is an understatement, but I seem to be able to see that the Wuyun Ancestor hundreds of years ago was so hostile to human cultivators, and finally walked out of that path, and I saw that the 'tyranny' of the past used extremely bloody means to kill these cultivators and leave their corpses here......

For a while, my feelings were very complicated, and I didn't know whether to sympathize with Wuyun Ancestor or the cruelty of the 'tyrannical' duty.

However, the name of 'tyranny' is called tyranny, and this is what it is in charge of among the Nine Yin Beasts, and its gentle appearance now is the result of its years of cultivation, and cruelty and ruthlessness are what it should be...... Thinking about it, it seems that it is much easier for me to accept such a thing.

"So seniors, since they are here, then in this coffin in the middle is Wuyun senior...... Isn't there any doubt here?? I was surprised.

'Tyranny' shook his head, casually pushed the lid of the sarcophagus open, and a powerful coercion poured out of the sarcophagus, pressing my scalp numb, and I couldn't help but take a few steps back to feel better.

The coffin was clearly a human figure, but I don't know if it was because of the time or other reasons, this figure looked a little weird.

'tyrannical' said:

[The one in the coffin is not the child, it's just that I took the child's hair and imitated the puppet with his breath]

[These human cultivators with prejudice do not deserve to be buried in the same room with him]

[But the puppet in this coffin should have some effect on you, so let's take a look at it]

I nodded, and slowly approached the sarcophagus, bearing the powerful momentum of the sarcophagus. The closer I got there, the more I realized that although the momentum in the sarcophagus was strong, it was like a papier-mâché tiger, and I quickly walked over it.

When I came to the edge of the sarcophagus, I saw the puppet inside, which was actually a clay figure.

The clay figure is black as a whole, and the important acupoints on its body are all nailed with blood-stained nails, and the nails are still tied with red ropes, and the red ropes are trembling slightly.

The clay man's belly was constantly squirming, and there seemed to be something in it, and it was still a living thing!

"What's in the belly of this clay figure?"

I frowned and asked the 'tyrannical' on the side.

'tyrannical' says:

[Since I open the coffin for you, then it is yours, what is inside needs to be examined by yourself, whether to open it or not is your freedom]

With that, 'Tyranny' shook his head and left the tomb. Its reaction made me mumble a little in my heart, could it be that the contents of this clay man's stomach are dangerous, so it has an ambiguous attitude?

But I still believe that the contents of the clay man's stomach must be of great benefit to me, or I would not have been so serious about the contents of the 'tyranny'.

I pondered for a moment, turned my heart sideways, and reached out to touch the clay man's stomach - my fingers touched the clay figure, and the clay figure produced a strong suction, it was like a swamp, directly sucking my hands, my arms, and finally my people into the clay figure!

I tried to scream, but I couldn't get my voice out, and soon my eyes were dark.

……

It was dark, I couldn't move, my skin was greasy and stuffy, and I knew I was sealed in a clay figure.

What is this clay figurine, what is it trying to do, to use this clay figurine to pit me to death? Or did I enter the clay figure, and the spirit of the Five Cloud Ancestor inside could be reborn through my physical body?

Well, none of these ideas are likely, so what's wrong with me now......

Once a person can't see or move, then he will slowly lose the concept of time.

I don't know how long it took, but it felt like a long, long time later, in the endless darkness, a little glimmer appeared-

I looked into the glimmer as best I could, after all, it was the only thing I could do now, and in the glimmer, I saw a burly young man.

The young man was dressed in a green shirt, with half an animal skin around his waist, and an uninhibited smile on his face.

He turned around, and in that small glimmer of light, across thousands of mountains and rivers, he seemed to see me, and looked at me!