It was already very strange that a cemetery suddenly appeared in the city of Montenegro, and it was even more strange that an old voice suddenly appeared in the empty cemetery.

However, there is a revived celestial master outside who is going crazy, and it will kill us in a minute, and the old voice inside can still communicate, so everyone discussed it, and they still plan to find the person who speaks first.

We followed the guidance of the old voice, and came to the thirteenth tombstone on the left hand side after entering the door, which was a nameless tombstone, in front of the tombstone there was only a somewhat tattered copper basin, and there was a little black slimy thing at the bottom of the basin, which did not look like a person at all.

I hesitated, and instead of acting rashly, I said:

"Senior, we have arrived at the tombstone you said, there is nothing here except a copper basin, please show up and see it."

This time, it took a long time for the old voice to appear again:

"Alas, it turns out that you have already come, I guess you have already seen the nameless monument."

"Even the Yang God will be contaminated by red dust, there can be no immortal people in this world, in fact, the old man died hundreds of years ago, and the remaining remnants of the soul live in this empty tomb."

"The old man didn't mean to hurt anyone by asking you to come, but I just wanted to ask you to help pull out some weeds and help level the grave, and it would be great if I could pay homage by the way."

The old man's voice was sincere, but everyone was a thousand-year-old fox, and no one believed him.

We weren't afraid that he would hear it, so we discussed it for a while in front of the tombstone, and if he really wanted to do something to us, then he should have done it a long time ago.

The waterstop man looked at the blank tombstone, felt it for a moment, and then said:

"The inside of this tomb should be empty, he is not in it at all, but it may be that he used some method to hide it."

Feng Ping thought for a moment, and then said:

"This kind of situation where the remnant soul asks the living to help him do things, Feng encountered it when he was young, it was in the tomb of a true master, my partner and I carved words on his tombstone according to the request of the remnant soul of the true master, and then the true master took away my companion! If it weren't for Feng Mou who killed him in pain, I'm afraid you wouldn't be able to see Feng Mou. ”

I pouted, and although I didn't really like Feng Ping's practice of killing his companion in that critical moment, I couldn't blame anything, after all, it was the right choice at the time.

"So, let's talk to that voice first, as long as we don't pull weeds and don't move the grave as he said, it should be fine."

The nameless tombstone in front of me was so weird, it was so smooth that it was like a mirror, and it could already faintly reflect the face of a person, and I had a feeling that the old voice might have something to do with this tombstone.

"Senior, our skills are low, we can't see through your heels, and we don't dare to rashly help you do anything."

This time, it was a longer time before the old voice sighed faintly:

"Well, it's not surprising that you're worried, and who would believe an old ghost from hundreds of years ago?"

"Why don't you tell the old man who he is, and why you came here......

"In this way, we can also have a few more trusts, and no one has chatted with the old man for too many years......"

Although the old voice struggled to speak, as if it was very draining, he was very talkative and told us his story.

But the story isn't exciting at all, and it's even a bit old-fashioned.

According to the old voice, he was also a celestial master hundreds of years ago, and he came here when Black Mountain City was first built. However, he didn't have much interest in the circle refined by other Heavenly Masters, and he didn't want to get along with Wuyun Ancestor, he just came to see the excitement.

At that time, Black Mountain City was indeed lively, the Heavenly Masters gathered together, and there were countless wonderful ideas in cultivation every day, and everyone's cultivation improved very quickly...... Until that day, Wuyun came with a large number of demon clans.

Black Mountain City became a city of blood, and the Celestial Masters did not fall, but they were all trapped here forever...... The strength of the old voice is the weakest, and he can't bear to expose a large number of humans and demon clans to the city, so he built such a cemetery.

But when his life was finally over, when the other heavenly masters were crazy looking for the method of immortality, the longevity of the old voice also reached the limit, so he died of old age in the cemetery. But although his body is dead, his spirit is still there, and it is still there to this day.

After listening to the old man's voice, I also told him the purpose of our coming to Black Mountain City, and after listening to it, he sighed:

"When we fought with Wuyun back then, we did use a near-perfect circle, if it wasn't for it to temporarily control Wuyun, I'm afraid that the Heavenly Master would have fallen a few times.

But Wuyun finally broke free, and the circle was gone, and the group of madmen outside had woken up, and they would definitely continue to look for it.

The old man thinks that if you also want that circle, I'm afraid it's a dead end. ”

Although I don't want to admit it, what the old voice said does make sense, snatching something in the hands of the crazy group of Heavenly Masters outside is tantamount to pulling teeth from the tiger's mouth.

After chatting for a while, we gradually let down our guard against the old voice, but it was absolutely impossible to help him pull weeds and tidy up the tombstones, so it was okay to give him some incense.

I lit a pillar of incense, and deliberately placed it not in front of the tombstone, but in a slightly more remote place, next to the tattered copper basin.

No matter what the purpose of the old voice talking to us is, just because he has buried so many humans and demons, he can afford to burn a stick of incense from me.

"Oops, this is the smell of incense, I miss it so much......"

"You may not believe it, the last time the old man ate incense, he lit it for himself when he died......"

"Get closer, the old man can't eat, lean on the tombstone, it's a little bit closer!"

The anxious mood of the old voice made me move the fragrance in the opposite direction of the tombstone, and I was even more sure that there was something wrong with the tombstone!

However, in the process of moving incense, I used a little more force, and accidentally knocked a little incense ash with sparks into the copper basin, but it was not a big problem, there was only a little ash in the copper basin that had been burned by something, and it should not cause a fire...... Right?

The spark had just set at the bottom of the basin, and the black and slimy thing in it burst into flames, and the flames rose up more than three feet high, showing a dark green, and the more they burned!

Whew! Whew!

Soon the flames were burning to a foot high, and I tried to extinguish the fire with charms or by throwing dirt into them, but to no avail, the old voice laughed loudly.

After a while, a kind-faced old man in a tattered gray preacher robe came out of the firelight, and the corners of his ragged robe were full of sparks, as if he were burning.

As soon as Lao Dao beckoned, the flame in the copper basin was much smaller, and he held the copper basin in his hand and threw a few pieces of paper money into it.

"The old man burns paper, thank you for your friends!"

This time, Lao Dao's voice was full of anger, and there was no longer a sense of old decay.