One hundred and eight mausoleum keepers

In a certain corner of the library, there is a different kind of movement, the breath is to, the light is refracted and repulsed......

The glimmer of light, the wind travels a few steps, and when it is close, it is shocked, separated by a curtain, and there is a universe inside, and it is impossible to square things.

The blue glow is the pearlescent reflection of gemstones, and the dazzling jade crystals are laid out and lying down, casual but not messy.

The projection of pearlescent light, and the placement of the eyes, seem to have a hidden pattern to be found, if I am not mistaken, there is a mysterious formation arranged in it, only a high-ranking warlock may refer to one or two.

Dressed in a robe, with long slender white hair, he fell to the ground, motionless and dying.

"Senior, it doesn't matter to you!"

Fucang hurriedly stepped forward, ignoring the potential danger of the formation, and slowly helped up the white-haired old woman who was obviously seriously injured!

As she sat up recliningly, her blood swelled up, and the old woman's mouthful of blood spurted out of her mouth again, and the blood suddenly dyed her hair red, and her face became even paler.

"Boy, you and I are destined, I am Yan Yingji, you can also call me Yan Po, this is called Yushan Mansion, it is the mausoleum of an ancient ancestor, I am the 78th generation, I am old, I wanted to use the evil method, in order to rejuvenate the youth, but in the end something went wrong, resulting in a ...... of madness"

Yan Po spoke quite hard, she knew that there were some very important things that had to be explained, but it could be regarded as logical and sober.

Fucang originally intended to save people, but he didn't expect to learn about the ancient secrets from the mouth of the mother-in-law, and he was curious, and he was also very worried about the situation of the mother-in-law!

"Are you willing to be the heir of Yushan Mansion?"

Yan Po's eyes were full of eager anticipation, and from the depths of her consciousness, she had long judged that the young man in front of her was worthy of trust.

"But don't you have an apprentice, you may be able to do it......

Fucang doesn't know much about the so-called Yushan Mansion, just the amazing number of books just now, it is very attractive to Fucang, but to live here is not the life that Fucang wants.

"She has a golden body, and her wisdom is insufficient, and she is more than demonic, only you are the best candidate!"

The eyes of the grandmother are like water, the eyebrows are kind, the erosion of the wind and the moon, like weathered amber, is strong and rich in ancient roots.

"Granny Ying, this is the Rejuvenation Pill, I'll help you take it, maybe it will be useful to you. ”

Fucang took out the pill, and raised his hand to put it in the mouth of the mother-in-law.

"It's useless, the Rejuvenation Pill is only useful for martial artists below the Copper Martial Realm, even if a person dies, death is not enough to fear, as long as you can agree, I have no regrets in this life!"

"Granny Ying, you rest here for a while, you hold on, I'll come when I go. ”

Fucang carefully lowered Yingpo back to the ground, got up and left, and disappeared in vain.

It turned out that he had heard the guidance of the grass saint, and he had already made an in-depth analysis and judgment of the patient's injury just now, although it was critical, it was not enough to be fatal.

The flat sky disappeared, and Fucang had already entered the private space made by Fuxi, which was the place where Fucang refined the pill.

"Hu shoots to the sun and smells the chicken dance, and the stone wall recovers in winter and spring. ”

After entering the mountain, there is a Hu shooting elixir picked along the way, with a rejuvenation pill, ground into powder, and then forged by the Dan furnace, it will generate a more advanced elixir, named Fusheng Pill, which shows its miraculous curative effect.

"Second master, do you know this Yingpo?" In the process of refining medicine, Fucang asked this bold question.

"You concentrate on it, don't mention this topic again, and don't agree to her bullshit request for any inheritance!" The grass sage obviously cares about that Yingpo, but he wants to hold the warehouse with a fake hand, and he doesn't know why.

With a bag of cigarettes, the Rebirth Pill was finally refined, and then it withdrew from the space and flashed out again.

At this time, Ying Po was already unconscious, and Fu Cang helped her up again, and fed the resurrection pill into Ying Po's mouth with the drinking water he carried.

Sure enough, within a moment's effort, Ying Po's face changed from pale to rosy, coughed a few times, and then woke up again.

"You're awake, don't you feel better?"

Refining medicine by himself and waking others up, Fucang had a great sense of accomplishment, and his face was full of joy.

"Young man, your master is a grass saint, don't deliberately hide it anymore, you tell me, how did others pass away?" Obviously, the resurrection pill played a very good role, and Ying Po's eyes suddenly shone brightly, and she bounced up from the ground sensitively, not at all like a seriously injured person who was about to die.

"Apprentice, you have been fooled, she just used the Turtle Breath Gong and pretended to be dead, and finally won your sympathy! You have to be careful!" This is Fu Xi's timely reminder.

"Bitter meat tricks, Bo sympathy, the ultimate goal is to find out the relationship between me and the second master, but how did she confirm it?" Fucang was very puzzled in his heart, a top master, for this reason, actually used such a vulgar method on a junior.

"Rejuvenation Pill, Resurrection Pill, no one can refine it except the Grass Sage, but you have such an ability at a young age, you must have a great relationship with the Grass Sage, tell me quickly, what is the matter with the dead old man?"

Fucang had a feeling of being teased, and his heart was nameless, he really didn't expect that this Yingpo was really better than that Jueyue, and it was really a nest of snakes and rats, definitely a kind of demon.

"It's okay if you want me to say it, but you have to promise me one condition!"

"Haha! Interesting, no one has ever dared to ask me for conditions, only you, but I'm willing to listen, what conditions are you proposing!"

"What did you just say about the ancestors, the mausoleum, how many generations, is this true, or is it a false impression that you just said?"

"I never tell lies, so what?" The implication of the words is like roaring: "Conditions, I want to listen to conditions!"

"Okay, take me to meet this ancient ancestor, give me a reasonable explanation, and then I'll answer your question!"

"Really, it's fun, I like this kind of deal!"

Under the guidance of Ying Po, carefully cross the bizarre formation area, every step has a law to follow, the so-called step by step is terrifying, if it is not for Yin Po's precise footwork in front, I am afraid that it will be difficult to pass by relying on the position alone, if once the mechanism is triggered, there must be a vicious risk!

The further I go, the more I feel that there is an invisible force that is getting stronger and stronger, this is obviously a powerful aura, and it is another powerful aura that is different from Yingpo!

Walking to a place, Yingpo's footsteps finally stopped, and a huge stone gate blocked the way.

It may be that Yin Po urged the internal force to open the mechanism in the form of finding objects in the air, like an invisible hand, it is not easy to perceive, if you come again next time, it should be difficult to find such a secret mechanism.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the stone door slowly opened.

The moment the door opened, the whole person of Fucang was stunned, it was hard to imagine that there was such a scene after the stone gate!