"A dragon ascending array, and playing an immortal pit, why can't this Jia Xu get along with the "immortal"! Could it be that he really wants to be reincarnated as an immortal! Zhang Ziming took a sip, took out a cigarette out of nowhere and lit it, Ye Bingfeng, who was just about to jump into the pit, heard Zhang Ziming's words, and his body suddenly stopped, "Is this really a coincidence?" ”

"Coincidence?" Zhang Ziming threw one to Ye Bingfeng, "I see, this Jia Xu just wants to fight the idea of "immortals"! ”

"After all, that's just a legend... Forget it, I'll go check it out! Ye Bingfeng took a few puffs of cigarette, twisted off the cigarette butt, took the flashlight and jumped down, took two steps forward, and Zhang Ziming and the three behind him also jumped down, "Hey? What are you doing down here? ”

"Oh, Mr. Ye, in such an evil place, I suggest you don't act alone anymore, for everyone's safety, we are still united..."Huang Yingcheng quietly tugged at the corner of Li Dazhuang's clothes, "Yes, yes, yes... Boss, let's take care of you together..."Li Dazhuang hurriedly catered to Huang Yingcheng's words, Ye Bingfeng thought about it, even if something happened to his actions, they would also be knocked down, and with Zhang Ziming by his side, at least there was a small response. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Okay, you guys follow me, don't move..."Ye Bingfeng walked to a coffin and took a picture into the crack of the coffin lid with his hand, "The nail is so tight?" Ye Bingfeng thought that thousands of years have passed, and no matter how good the wood is thrown here, it should be almost rotten, who knows that with a flashlight, the surface of the coffin is as if it has just been painted with a layer of paint, smooth and tight.

"Would you like to pry it open and have a look?" Li Dazhuang didn't know when there was a military folding shovel in his hand, and he walked to the back of the coffin, and said that he was about to start, "Don't, don't... Let a sleeping dog lie! Zhang Ziming hurriedly grabbed Li Dazhuang, "I said Da Zhuang, I have seen so many coffins with a numb scalp, you dare to pry it open if you fucking hit it?" ”

"It's not... I felt that my spirit suddenly came, and I couldn't help but want to pry open the coffin here..."Li Dazhuang said and shook hands.

"Mr. Zhang... I also... There's that feeling... An urge to pry open the coffin..."Huang Yingcheng's palms are still itchy..."No, I said you two are sick!" Zhang Ziming angrily took the folding shovel in Li Dazhuang's hand and handed it to Huang Yingcheng, "Huang Ye, this is your life-saving guy's business, take it well, take it if you have a situation!" ”

"And you!" Zhang Ziming squatted down and pulled out the dagger from Li Dazhuang's ankle, "This thing is much better than your gun!" Tightly, he took out two handfuls of flashlights from Li Dazhuang's handbag and gave them to Huang Yingcheng and Li Dazhuang.

The more Ye Bingfeng walked in, the more strange he felt, it stands to reason that this method of "four or two thousand catties" is a method of using the soul to measure the soul, and it is also a heavenly coffin (a coffin with a dead corner cushioned with angular stones), and it does not need to set up a tablet for each coffin, only need to stand on the "fairy coffin", but according to here, a coffin stands one by one, and the tablets are all black, and I don't know what kind of wood it is made of.

Ye Bingfeng curiously squatted in front of one of the coffins and looked at it, which read "Heavenly Soldier Spirit General" Four large characters that can be understood, and some small characters next to it are engraved in the inscription, which I can't understand at all, "Heavenly Soldier Spirit General?" What's that? Ye Bingfeng wondered.

Zhang Ziming frowned and squatted down to look at it, walked to another coffin next to him and squatted to look at it, and then looked at four or five coffins in a row, his brows furrowed, "Senior brother, these four words are written on these tablets, is it possible that Jia Xu still dreams of dominating and dominating after his death?" Looking at this posture, it is estimated that Jia Xu is not so kind to overtake these dead ghosts, this is another fucking plan! ”

"These ancients have been dreaming about something all day long!" Zhang Ziming walked up to Ye Bingfeng and said: "In addition to wanting to be immortal, you just want to "become an immortal", even if you make it an immortal, what do you say is good?" ”

"Mr. Zhang, I think it is better to become an immortal than to live forever..."Huang Yingcheng stuck the folding shovel on the ground and squatted down.

"Why?" Zhang Ziming and Ye Bingfeng asked at the same time.

"Isn't there such a saying, Cheng Xian can control the wind and rain, and he is in the immortal class!" Huang Yingcheng paused and continued, "Immortality only makes the body immortal and the soul eternal, but the treatment is different from being an "immortal"! ”

"If it were me, I would definitely not let go of the opportunity when I learned that I was an "immortal"... Even if it doesn't work, give it a try..."Huang Yingcheng said meaningfully.

Speaking of this, Ye Bingfeng was suddenly startled and stood up from the ground, "According to what you say, Jia Xu is not kind enough to surpass these dead ghosts, but to let himself sit and soar like the Taoist ancestor!" ”

"Mr. Ye, I remember you seem to have said that you put these coffins to fold your life, right?" Ye Bingfeng didn't expect Huang Yingcheng to suddenly ask this, and nodded, "Yes!" It's not just about longevity, it's a lot of discounts! This coffin is estimated to be folded for twenty or thirty years! ”

"That's right!" Huang Ying became enlightened.

"How?" Ye Bingfeng asked.

"Actually, I've been thinking about a question, since Mr. Ye said that what kind of immortal pit will break life, has Mr. Ye ever thought about whether forcibly using immortal qi will break the cultivation of "immortals"? Or the "immortal" was punished by heaven..."As soon as Huang Yingcheng's words came out, Ye Bingfeng and Zhang Ziming were stunned at the same time, to be honest, Ye Bingfeng had been thinking about the positive before, and had not thought about it from the negative side, and now it is really like that, if people use "immortals", people will lose their lives and be punished by God, and if the "immortals" forcibly resolve their injustices, the "immortals" will definitely be retributed.

"Senior brother, if Jia Xu were you, would you do this, I can't help but fold my yang longevity, and I finally ruined the soul with immortal energy, this is called the lack of virtue to go home!"

In Maoshan Shu, the so-called "immortal" refers to the soul of a person after death with purple gas, as the purple gas accumulates over time, the deeper the immortal Tao, the same is true for ghosts, but the soul of the ghost is with resentment and yin, Maoshan has the saying of "ten generations of cultivating immortals", which means that to be a good person and a good person in the tenth world, you can cultivate into an "immortal" statement, and there is also a kind of star assistance, the so-called stars go down to earth, reincarnated as a man.

Ye Bingfeng sighed, "This Jia Xu can also be regarded as a master-level figure, and I don't know where this thing learned these messy methods..."

"Forget it, don't study any "immortals", let's compare with them, it's not an order of magnitude at all, hurry up and find something to slip away! "To be honest here, Ye Bingfeng doesn't want to stay for a moment, if it weren't for the estimation that he would have to find a dragon map, maybe he would have found someone with a bunch of explosives.

Since Ye Bingfeng said so, Huang Yingcheng didn't want to say anything more, and pulled out the red soil from the ground with a folding shovel, "Ah! How is there blood! Huang Yingcheng let out a small snort and used a flashlight to shine it, Ye Bingfeng, who heard the voice, turned his head with Zhang Ziming, and looked at the ground, where was the blood, it was clearly cinnabar!

"Cinnabar!?" Ye Bingfeng walked to the place where Huang Yingcheng inserted the folding shovel and pulled it with his hand, "It's not like it's sprinkled!" ”

"Use this!" Zhang Ziming took the folding shovel from Huang Yingcheng's hand, handed it to Ye Bingfeng, dug half a meter deep, and finally dug up the broken soil.

"Pad cinnabar? What a gain! Zhang Ziming was surprised, if calculated by square, this area will have to be pulled for more than half a month by truck, not to mention in this mountain, and it is so deep underground, according to modern terms, it is obviously impossible to complete the project, and I don't know how the ancients got these cinnabar in the case of no car and no high technology, which is enough to surprise the wisdom of the ancients.

"It is estimated that it is used to isolate the yin..."Ye Bingfeng grabbed a handful of cinnabar and put it in his hand to weigh it, "It seems that Jia Xu is also afraid of failure, so he has already left his back hand, this cinnabar is enough to explain!" ”

"That's... This... Was it a success or a failure? Zhang Ziming asked.

"It didn't succeed, it didn't fail..."Ye Bingfeng just said it, and then continued, "No, it should have failed..."

"Why?"

"Because the Ascending Dragon Array was broken by us! But I wondered, how did this group of Japanese devils come in unnoticed, looking at the movement outside, there is obviously no trace! "This has always been a place that Ye Bingfeng can't figure out, there is a dragon ascending array on it, no matter if you can't get in, as long as you want to go down to the main tomb, you have to release water, and the release of water will touch the formation, and the two little resentful bodies on the altar and the black master, is there really a master to help?

"Senior brother, I feel that the Japanese are by no means that simple, there are definitely masters to help, and it is estimated that the dragon map here has also been taken away!"

"I hope not! Let's go check it out! Ye Bingfeng threw down the cinnabar in his hand and walked briskly to the middle, "The corpses in this coffin should all be white bones... This cinnabar is just to let these corpses all rot, if I guessed correctly, the corpses inside the coffin each hold a jade wat each! ”

"Why?" Zhang Ziming asked as he walked. "Because there is no jade wat at all, the Japanese can't get up the corpse at all, don't forget that the ground is padded with cinnabar!"

When the four of them walked to the sixteen black coffins, the ground became very stiff from the soft couch at the beginning, Ye Bingfeng stomped his feet, "Be careful, there is no cinnabar underneath from here... Be especially careful of the sixteen black coffins and the one at the foot of the Guanyin statue..."

"Senior brother, look!" Zhang Ziming's light shone more than a meter below the black coffin at Guanyin's feet, which seemed to be very conspicuous as if it had been cleaned, Ye Bingfeng took a few steps forward before he could see the things on it clearly, and his eyes gradually became deeper, "My Maoshan formation... Sure enough, someone from above us has come..."

(My Maoshan disciples are not going to vote for the collection soon...!) ）