On the edge of the desert north, Qin Chuming was sitting on the top of Kunlun at this time, a snow-covered place.

Surrounded by mountains, the topography is shaped like a lotus flower, and it is very mysterious.

Qin Chuming looked from the top of the mountain, only to see thousands of mountains and twilight snow, the fairy aura was ethereal, but there was a feeling of immortal Taoism!

"It's a little interesting, it's not a loss of Kunlun!"

Qin Chuming turned over and lay on the white snow on the top of the Kunlun Ruins, the snow was very soft, imprinting his figure.

He was dressed in a single coat and lay on top of a sea of clouds, where the cold and thin oxygen did not affect him in the slightest.

"The mountain is not high, but if there is an immortal, it is famous! The name of Kunlun is proud of a thousand mountains! This Kunlun ruins have been sealed! After the overall situation of me, leave a surprise to the world!"

Qin Chuming gently patted the snow on the top of the mountain and chuckled.

He looked at the endless stars in the starry sky, as if thoughtful.

The Empire will soon be freed from prisons and various mental hospitals to sort out these famous mountains and rivers and those Taoist sects.

Don't underestimate the wisdom of the crowd, it's the power of terror!

And among the famous mountains and rivers, Kunlun will definitely not be missing!

"Kunlun!Luoshui!Shouyang!Huashan~"

Qin Chuming looked at the stars and casually reported the names of various places, and there seemed to be a huge chessboard playing a game with sentient beings in his eyes!

Among them, there are countless variables and transitions and evolutions, closing his eyes, Qin Chuming said slowly:

"It's better to Kunlun!"

Kunlun is also known as the ancestor of all mountains and the ancestor of the dragon vein, and it is recognized by heaven and earth as the root of the dragon vein.

"The Classic of Mountains and Seas" has a saying: There are all kinds of things in this mountain.

And the myth is rumored: Kunlun is 11,114 steps 2 feet 6 inches, and the mountain peaks are stacked with nine layers, which is the residence of the Queen Mother of the West!

Partial! God! Strange! Absolute!

Kunlun occupies everything Qin Chuming wants, and it is the most difficult place to be found in mythology.

"After this game, if there is really a change in the overall situation, it will start from here!"

Qin Chuming opened his eyes, his eyes were full of brilliance, he turned over and waved his big hand, and the qi veins arranged along the Kunlun Mountains instantly connected together.

The terrifying qi veins were linked into a formation, attracting celestial phenomena, and clouds and mist gradually appeared in the sky, covering the entire sky after a while.

Under the twilight snow of thousands of mountains, there was already a thin layer of snow on Qin Chuming's shoulders at this time, and he looked into the distance.

"Now let's see when the tomb robber family will be finished!"

......

Wang Lao Wu is a well-known drunkard in the village, and he always looks sloppy.

His upper body is a dirty plaid shirt that can't be washed, and the lower half of his body is a pair of black trousers that can't be seen in his original face, and the whole person is unkempt and unkempt.

Wang Lao Wu stayed in the village forever, drinking from morning to late at night, and then from night to early morning, 365 days a year in a state of drunkenness.

He didn't know anyone in the village when he was drunk, but everyone in the village knew him as a drunk.

On this day, the afterglow of the setting sun has gradually receded, and the darkness has gradually taken over the world after the sun has left.

Wang Lao Wu leaned against the telephone pole at the head of the village, drunk and dazed, he drank a little wine, shook his head, and didn't know what he was muttering.

At this time, he was the only one left in the village lying under the street lamp, and the distance was full of impenetrable darkness.

"What about people~people?"

Wang Lao Wu opened a thin slit in the two eyelids that had been put together, and looked at everything in front of him.

"Yo~, it's dark!"

Wang Lao Wu swayed and stood up with the telephone pole, and then took another sip of the wine in his hand.

"Hey~, there's still someone!~It's just like to drink together~"

The world was spinning in the field of vision, but Wang Lao Wu still found that there seemed to be a figure shaking in the woods in the dark.

"Yo~, you~ Which one are you!With~ Take two sips with me?"

Pushing away the telephone pole, Wang Lao Wu walked towards the black shadow in the woods with staggering steps.

His biggest hobby in life is drinking, and his second hobby is persuading people to drink.

I want to have two drinks with people!

Wang Lao Wu walked out of the place where the street lamp was shining, and slowly walked towards the black shadow by holding on to the tree.

"Brother~Brother, go slower, wait~ me!"

In the darkness of the night, a dried corpse dressed in an ancient robe was pacing gently among the trees, walking stiffly.

Behind him, a swaying drunkard followed.

If this corpse is Hei Lao Jiu here, he will definitely be able to recognize it at a glance, they are all the predecessors of the tomb robbers!

The fox dies on the hill, and the fallen leaves return to the roots!

After the death of these tragically dead tomb robbers, the corpses of the graveyard where the yin qi gathered, and the only remaining remnants were only to escape from the cemetery and return home.

The last remnant of the tomb robbers is to escape from the cemetery, which has to be said to be a kind of sadness!

Wang Lao Wu was drunk at this time, but now no matter what is in front of him, it is bigger than the sky to find someone to drink.

A person and a corpse chased for a long time in the night, and Wang Lao Wu came to the point where he was juxtaposed with the dry corpse.

Putting his hand on the dried corpse, Wang Lao Wu turned his head and sprayed wine at the walking corpse and said, "Brother~ Brother, you~ You are a little thin!"

The walking corpse only had a little residual thought, where would it respond to him, but because most of the weight of Wang Lao Wu was pressed on his body, he walked more staggeringly.

"Do you want to take a whole ~ a whole bite?"

Wang Lao Wu raised the wine jug and asked at the walking corpse.

The walking corpse continued to move forward, ignoring Wang Lao Wu in the slightest.

"You~ Don't stop talking, wine can strengthen the body, you see~ look at brother~ how strong I am!"

Wang Lao Wu patted his chest, looking forward to Ai Ai's words.

The walking corpse is still silent!

"You~ you don't talk about me~ I'll just let you come down! Come, give you a whole ~ whole sip, this wine ~ the degree is a bit high! You drink it leisurely!"

Wang Lao Wu saw that the dry-faced and numb old man next to him didn't speak, so he simply acquiesced and agreed!

He raised the flask and smiled at the walking corpse:

"Come, brother~ brother feed you!"

"Open ~ open your mouth!"

"How?"

"Taste~Isn't it great?hahaha~"

"Hey, brother, you~ Why did your face fall off?"

"Mo~ don't panic! brother~ brother help you press back!"

"Hey, I'm pushing too hard!"

Wang Lao Wu's trembling fingers directly poked the dry eyes of the walking corpse.

"Brother~Brother, brother~ Brother didn't mean it, so let's do it, brother~ Brother saw you at first sight, it's better ~ Let's bow to each other! In this way~ What is mine is yours, what's yours is still mine, so we don't have to count this kind of small account!"

Wang Lao Wu pulled the walking corpse as if he had met a relative, and with a sudden force, he actually pulled the hand of the walking corpse away.

"Hey~hand~ Why did the hand fall off!Count~ Forget it, let's worship it!"

Wang Lao Wu pulled the body of the walking corpse and pulled the walking corpse to the ground, and he also pressed on the walking corpse with one leg.

"Kneel ~ Kneel down, together ~ come to worship ~ the handle!"

Wang Lao Wu lay on the walking corpse, hugged the walking corpse tightly, and fell asleep in a daze.