Chapter 3: The Old Man Who Guards the Tomb [3/4]

Looking around slightly, one after another tombstones appeared in sight: "The tomb of the Eastern Martial God Zhan Wuji, the tomb of the Eastern Immortal Cultivator Peony Fairy, the Tomb of the Western Goddess of Wisdom Nasi, the Tomb of the Eastern Martial Immortal Li Changfeng, the Tomb of the Eastern Demon Cultivator Ao Cangtian, the Tomb of the Western Great Demon King Lucifer..."

Before each tombstone, Zhao Xianzong would carefully feel it, so as to determine the level of monks in this direction, so as to verify his guess.

The aura in these tombstones is strong or weak, and the power may not be enough in case of death, but Zhao Xianzong still has a lot of gains.

After slowly walking around the cemetery for half a circle, Zhao Xianzong's eyes suddenly froze, because a small tomb suddenly appeared in front of him, and the civil engineering was renovated, obviously something broke out of the ground.

"Chennan has been resurrected?"

But because there was no breath about Chennan, Zhao Xianzong obviously had already explored the entire Chu State, but he did not find any trace of Chennan.

Retracting his thoughts, Zhao Xianzong slightly aimed his gaze at the only small wooden house in the Gods and Demons Cemetery.

This is an ordinary wooden house, people can't feel any strangeness, Zhao Xianzong did not rashly use his divine sense to test the situation in the house, but said lightly to Xuan Xiao beside him: "Let's go and beg for saliva to drink, we have come thousands of miles away, but we are really thirsty!"

Listening to Zhao Xianzong's inexplicable words, and looking at the ordinary wooden house again, Xuan Xiao's heart suddenly understood, and he smiled slightly: "Okay!"

Just when the rain was about to come in the cemetery of the gods and demons, outside the forbidden forest thousands of miles away, a pair of convoys were in chaos.

"Why? haven't you found it yet?" asked the woman in white with a cold expression.

When the red-armored men in front of him heard this, they immediately knelt on the ground and replied urgently: "Your Highness is angry, we are looking for it with all our might, that person is seriously injured, and he will definitely not be able to run far!"

Hearing this, the woman rebuked with a cold expression: "A bunch of waste, I really don't know what my father raised you for, people disappeared from under your noses, and you didn't even notice it?

The surrounding red-armored guards all looked ashamed when they heard this, but they didn't dare to refute it.

The woman for a long time waved her sleeves slightly and said: "Investigate with all your strength, find him at all costs, this hall wants to see what secrets he has!"

This woman is the woman who had a relationship with Zhao Xianzong and imprisoned Zhao Xianzong in the carriage.

Chu Yue, the eldest princess of Chu State, a peripheral disciple of the Shantai faction, has the power of the Seven Peerless Heavenly Maidens and One Soul Piece, and her scheming is very deep.

Looking at the big knife in her hand, Chu Yue's heart was full of doubts, but also excited, she had seen extraordinary, she could naturally see that the thing in her hand was different from other magic weapons she had seen, it was obviously the product of a new cultivation system, and it was impossible to say that the man in Xuanyi who seemed to be a mortal was a child of a hidden family.

For everything that is beneficial to herself, Chu Yue will not let go, this is her nature and one of her schemes as the eldest daughter of the royal family.

Gathering the power of thousands of families in oneself is the imperial power, and collecting the power of thousands of sects in oneself is the power!

This is the path she is going to take, and it is the path she wants to take!

It's just that what she doesn't know is that sometimes if the gap in cultivation is too big, the conspiracy just says it's just a joke.

At the same time, in the snow maple forest, a young figure is also running rapidly, if someone looks closely, they will find that the technique used by this seemingly uncultivated man is not today's method, but there is a faint sense of ancient time contained in it.

The sun is thin, and the sunset dyes half of the sky red, and the red clouds on the edge of the sky are inlaid with golden edges.

Chen Nan's figure staggered and panicked, with a bitter smile on the corner of his mouth, looking up at the rain curtain falling from the sky and muttering: "God is dead, the demon is gone, I am still alive...... God, why did you let me crawl out of the grave, and where am I going to go?"

Ten thousand years ago, his family was illustrious, and his followers were like clouds, but now what does he have?

Endless thoughts and a tide of loss hit him, and Chen Nan finally had black eyes and fell to the ground.

In the wooden house in the Tomb of the Gods, there was a slight sigh, as if he was pitying Chennan, but Chennan, who was already unconscious, knew nothing.

Hearing this sigh, the corners of Zhao Xianzong's mouth pulled out a slight smile, this person's consciousness swept out, Zhao Xianzong was already faintly aware of his realm, but he was not convinced, because he didn't know if he was doing it with all his might.

"Toot toot!"

With the sound of knocking on the door, Zhao Xianzong said lightly: "The two of us came from afar, and we want to beg for saliva and hope that Taoist friends will be fulfilled!"

"Squeak"

With the sound of the wooden door opening, an old man in a Taoist robe with a wrinkled face walked out slowly, his steps were faltering, and there was no trace of breath leaking out of his body, which made people sweat for this late man, as if he would fall down at any time.

The old man raised his eyes and looked at the two of them slightly with his cloudy eyes, but then his eyes shrank suddenly.

But in an instant, he regained his calm, and the old and tired voice said: "The two of you came from afar, and it is reasonable to ask for a sip of water, but there are some other things that are old and have no water." ”

"Ahem. ”

As he spoke, the old man scooped the water with a scoop and asked as if unintentionally, "I don't know where the two of you came from?"

Zhao Xianzong took the water slightly, handed it to Xuan Xiao and said with concern: "You drink it first!"

Ignoring Xuan Xiao's slightly angry look, Zhao Xianzong replied: "We are from the capital of the Great Chu King, and we have long heard of the prestige of the Gods and Demons Cemetery, but this time we came to pay tribute to the demeanor of our predecessors. ”

The old man coughed lightly when he heard this, and said inexplicably: "It's just a pile of rotten dry bones, what kind of demeanor is there there, it's just that the old man is very strange that the two of them have no cultivation on their bodies, but they can come from thousands of miles away, and they don't stir up dust around them, which is very peculiar!"

Before the words fell, the breath of the old man's body changed slightly, and a breath that shook the world appeared out of thin air.

In an instant, the world was turned upside down, and when he appeared in front of him in disguise, he was a supreme powerhouse who shook the heavens and the earth.

At the same time, the gate of the Gods and Demons Cemetery suddenly closed, and all the ordinary monks who were already in the courtyard were sent out.

"What's going on?"

"yes, how did we get out?"

"Look!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the man's finger, only to see that the entire Gods and Demons Cemetery was shrouded in a faint gray gas at this time, everything in it was vague, and some curious monks reached out and touched it lightly, but they were instantly bounced back.

Although these fogs are not harmful, they are obviously a kind of formation, isolating the connection between the outside world and the gods and demons cemetery.

An old man looked at this vision and sighed slightly: "Let's go, let's go back, this is one of the holy places on the mainland, and such a change may be related to the countless strong people inside!"

"Grandpa, has there ever been such a change before?" a female cultivator asked curiously.

When the old man heard this, he looked at everyone and looked at him suspiciously, and said with a slight smile: "Every day, but it's usually night, and people don't say it." The place where countless strong people have died, it is normal to have a little strangeness, and they are all scattered!"

After everyone heard this, their curiosity slowly faded, and after bowing slightly to the gods and demons cemetery, they retreated.

In the Gods and Demons Cemetery, Zhao Xianzong and Xuan Xiao looked at the old man guarding the tomb who suddenly showed his fangs, but their expressions remained unchanged.

The old man guarding the tomb looked at the two who were still calm, like mortals, and shouted: "The two Taoist friends still show the goodness of the deity, but acting like this is not elegant!"

Hearing this, Zhao Xianzong took a step forward slightly, looked at the old man guarding the tomb and said lightly: "Old man of the East China Sea, how many years have you been hiding here?"

When the old man heard this, his expression condensed slightly, and he said, "Do you know the old man? Who are you reincarnated? Why does the old man have no impression of you?"