"You just had a burning essence, didn't you?"

Everyone walked forward for a long distance, and Hu Lijing suddenly turned her head and looked at Wu Di with a straight look in her eyes and asked.

"Hehe...... Wu Di smiled embarrassedly, which was considered to be a tacit acquiescence.

He knew that the Holy Sect was not an ordinary small sect, and if he wanted to destroy them, he would have to pay a great price, which would have a great impact on the entire team to continue to move forward.

Wu Di couldn't help but teach Kaili Thirteen and the Holy Sect a lesson, otherwise they wouldn't know how to converge in the future, and they would be noisy and screaming like clowns jumping off beams all day long.

If they were to be like this all the time, Wu Di didn't die in the organ of the tomb, and he was annoyed to death by a few of them.

"Don't do this next time, it's very bad for your health. ”

Of course, Hu Lijing knew the real reason why Wu Di consumed Jing Yuan, and she lightly warned on the side, and she didn't say anything more.

"I see. Wu Di nodded in response.

He's not stupid, it's impossible to burn his vitality like he did with a king, at most he occasionally burns a little to intimidate others, and then he is slowly repairing it back.

"Brother, the third day has passed soon, but I still haven't seen the screaming monster appear, and I haven't encountered any too deadly danger, it's really frightening the more I go!"

"yes, I'm very panicked. The tomb of the Emperor Boone is also too big, we have been groping for a few days, but we have not reached the main tomb, plus there are other fake passages, I really don't know how big the whole tomb is. ”

"Hell, I don't know how much time and effort it takes to build such a huge tomb, this Emperor Boone is really a big deal!"

It's half past eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, and I'm about to enter the rest stage, but the tomb is still quiet, and the monsters don't make the slightest sound, and even the monsters with wisdom and consciousness like the bronze Confucian and the teacher are really quiet and uncomfortable.

"It's okay—"

Wu Di stopped and motioned for everyone to be quiet: "What should appear will definitely appear, and it is good that there is no other fatal danger if it does not appear, so that we can adjust our bodies to the greatest extent." ”

"Uh-huh—"

"But I still wish I could find the main burial chamber sooner, so that our doubts can be solved sooner. ”

"Yes, as long as you can see the main burial chamber, even death is better than this tormenting mentality!"

The crowd talked as they walked.

In this boring environment, there is no one to accompany him, and even the Holy Sect that originally quarreled and quarreled is gone, and can only relieve his boredom through this kind of casual discussion and venting.

"After looking for a while, if nothing of value has appeared, just look at the place where it is flat and clean, and rest for the night. ”

It's not too early, Wu Di knows that the team must stop and rest, otherwise they will suffer a big loss if they encounter more powerful puppets and other teams next!

"Yes. ”

Everyone in the Creation Gate responded and continued to move forward cautiously.

For them, they will not be sleepy if they don't sleep for a few days and nights, especially in this kind of exciting and dangerous place, and their mental power can be full anytime and anywhere.

But it's better to rest than not to rest.

"The first hundred meters should be the exit of this passage, whether there is anything dangerous and valuable for us to dig into, and rest immediately after passing there. ”

Everyone continued to walk forward for more than ten minutes, and Wu Di saw in his sight that the passage in front of him was different from the current internal environment, and immediately understood that it was a brand new space, not a passage.

If the tomb is designed according to the imperial city, the passage is the road, and the space at the end of each should be the existence of rooms, halls, and the like.

"Huh?"

Wu Di walked out of the passage, and his brows couldn't help frowning.

The space in front of me is like a collective burial place, with small protruding graves inside.

There are many small graves, at least sixty or seventy.

The small tombs are exactly the same height, none of them are slightly taller or larger, and it feels as if they were made from the same model, which is enough to see how much effort the craftsmen have taken to see it.

"Whew-"

Wu Di took a deep breath, motioned for everyone to be careful, and then walked towards the pile of small graves little by little.

In the past, the mass graves were all slaves and paupers, so the status of the owners who built the small tombs in front of them must not be low, but they are only at the level of being able to face saints.

"It is estimated that these are the funeral goods of Emperor Boone, the guards before his death, and so on. ”

"He's really willing to do it, so many people with a high status are buried with him, aren't he afraid of paralyzing the country?"

"Ten, fifteen, twenty-three......"

The people of the Creation Gate talked about it, and guessed the identity of the owner of the small tomb.

There are also some idle people who run to count the specific number of graves.

"It's not right—"

Wu Di carefully swept his gaze, and immediately came up with a specific number, "There are seventy-two small tombs, I think it should not be a figure like a right-hand man, but like the emperor's concubine." ”

"Hey, it's really seventy-two, it can't really be the emperor's concubine tomb, right?"

"Since ancient times, the Emperor's Palace has paid attention to the seventy-two concubines in the three palaces, six courtyards, and it seems that it really meets those concubines!"

"It's just...... No matter how bad they are, they are also the emperor's women, so there is no need to end up in such a shabby end when they are buried in their old age, right?"

"Yes, these tombs look ordinary, and they don't take up much space, or seventy-two people occupy a tomb, and they don't look like concubines at all. You must know that when the ancient officials died, it was not uncommon to build a large area of mountains and land into cemeteries, so why can't the concubines be worse than them?"

The people of the Creation Gate talked out one after another, thinking that it was the tomb of the seventy-two concubines, but at the same time, they didn't feel like it.

These small tombs are the most ordinary dirt on the outside, and they still occupy a large space collectively, and they do not look like a resting place for a person of high status.

In the tomb of the Great Emperor, many spaces have been used to make passages and stack hidden weapons, etc., if there is no place for them to bury, it is impossible.

"Be careful—"

Wu Di recalled the scene when he was seriously injured by the resentment of those slaves before, and immediately waved his hand to signal everyone to be careful.

The Great Emperor's Tomb is getting more and more weird, and even my Wu enemy can be injured inexplicably, let alone others.

"Uh-huh-"

The people of the Creation Sect nodded vigilantly, and cautiously followed Wu Di towards the small tomb pile, to see if they could deduce the identity of the master from the epitaph on the appearance and the like, and whether it was the seventy-two concubines and the like.

"Who-"

As soon as everyone approached, there was an angry roar in the entire space, like thunder on the ground, which exploded people's eardrums and couldn't stand it.

(End of chapter)