The eight ancient coins shot out of the air, rubbing against the air and making a "whoosh" sound, shooting in eight different directions. Although this technique is not bad, in the eyes of the children of the Han family, who take the secret weapon as the foundation of their lives, it is still a little insufficient.

The corners of Han Libin's mouth just hooked up a touch of mockery, and his mouth moved and he was about to speak, but he saw that the eight ancient coins that shot out at high speed actually changed drastically out of thin air!

"Biluo Huangquan hand! This ...... It can't be ......"

A discerning Han family rank worshipper's expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed!

After these eight ancient coins were sent out from Tang Shen's hand, they shot at the inner wall of the council hall at eight different angles, and at first they didn't see anything unusual, but after the eight ancient coins flew out of the air for more than twenty meters, they actually changed speed in the middle of the road, as if they were violently pushed by an invisible big hand on it, and suddenly became more rapid.

What is shocking is that although these eight ancient coins increased the speed of shooting in the void at the same time, the improvement of the distance was different, so that the eight ancient coins that were still neck and neck for a moment before, and at this moment, under the influence of this speed change, they immediately formed a staggered trend.

The eight ancient coins that suddenly accelerated in the middle of the road shot away, and when they were about to be nailed into the inner wall of the council hall, the mutation occurred again.

The eight ancient coins changed direction in the void at the same time, looking from afar, like eight extraordinary fluttering butterflies, which made people have a dazzling feeling.

At this moment, everyone inside and outside the council hall opened their mouths wide, looking at the eight ancient coins that flew in mid-air at different angles for a while, and finally nailed to a wall no more than a meter at the same time, forming a plum blossom pattern, the entire council hall was silent inside and outside, and everyone was stunned by this miraculous secret weapon technique.

"Mid-range shifting, volley steering, and it's all over the place...... This kind of legendary secret weapon technique is rare to see even if it is poor and falls into the Yellow Spring, isn't it the 'Biluo Yellow Spring Hand' created by the ancestor of our Han family's Kaipai back then?"

In the exclamation, Han Libin jumped directly in front of Tang Shen as soon as his legs stretched out, raised his hand and pointed, and asked: "Tell me honestly, where did you get this secret weapon technique?"

"Hehe, you don't have to worry about it. ”

Tang Shen smiled, directly ignored Han Libin's questioning, smiled faintly at the corner of his mouth, and asked, "I don't know if I have the qualifications to lead people into your Han family cemetery now?"

"Humph, fart!"

Han Libin was so angry that he directly burst into a foul mouth, and his face was hideous: "I want to enter the cemetery with this hand alone? Don't be delusional, who knows where you learned it from a stealing teacher? It seems that I have to leave you for a good interrogation today...... Come on......"

As he spoke, Han Libin waved his right hand, looking at the posture, as if he was going to immediately call on the Han family disciples to take down Tang Shen and the others.

"Wait!"

At this moment, he didn't say anything after exclaiming "Biluo Huangquan Hand" before, but excitedly enshrined the yellow robe who Tang Shen had carefully looked at with his sharp eyes, and suddenly broke off his drink, and after interrupting Han Libin's shouting, his face was stiff, and he scolded in a deep voice:

"This 'Biluo Huangquan Hand' is the top secret weapon technique of my Han family, if it weren't for my Han family's other basic techniques for many years of hard practice, laying a solid foundation, how can I casually become a monk half......way?

"Okay, okay, now that the identity has been determined, a few people in the forbidden place of the cemetery can go at any time, the old man has already decided on this matter, whoever talks more, will be severely punished!"

As he spoke, the yellow-robed worshipper glared at Han Libin, who was full of indignation, again, and finally his eyes froze slightly on Tang Shen, who was smiling lightly, and after a rather playful smirk appeared on the corner of his mouth, his body turned around, and he had already swept out of the council hall and rushed towards the cemetery that had suffered drastic changes!

Faintly, the worshipper who turned away was still muttering softly: "The way of the secret weapon...... Such a talent...... He's the second young master......"

......

Han's cemetery.

Surrounded by seven or eight outer disciples of the Han family who escorted Han Yiyi's mother and daughter, Han Feilin's face was full of excitement, and he took the lead through a section of the canyon, only a few dozen steps later, the vision suddenly changed, revealing a new world.

The valley where the cemetery is located is long and narrow, and there are high walls built on the top of the cliffs around it, and many places on the inside of the high walls are cliffs. Because the valley is not so wide and poorly lit, coupled with the mist between the mountains, and the ancient tombs of different shapes, it looks full of eerie atmosphere.

After a pause at his feet, Han Feilin's eyes burst into essence, looking at the gloomy and mysterious place in front of him, clenching his fists tightly, and moving on!

The group had advanced for a quarter of an hour in this valley, which was so dead and gray that even the air seemed to be depressing, that a semicircular stone building in the shape of a cemetery appeared in front of them.

The two-storey building has a strange shape, with an inverted semicircular bowl at the top, like an ordinary mausoleum, but a porous portal on the front, as if to create a passage for the dead sleeping in the mausoleum.

At first glance, it gives people a creepy coldness.

"Hehe, it's quite majestic, I don't know which generation of dead ghosts of the Han family are buried in this stone tomb?"

Standing quietly in front of the stone tomb, looking at it for a while, Han Feilin muttered a hook at the corner of his mouth, and walked into the door of the strange cave first, and seven or eight disciples of the Han family hurriedly followed when they saw this, scolding and pushing, and brought Han Yiyi's mother and daughter almost half pulling and half dragging them in.

"Bang knock!"

Han Feilin, who entered the tomb, kicked open the stone coffin in the center of the tomb, which was the size of a double bed.

This huge sarcophagus, which is a few points wider than a double bed, looks a little rough on the outside, but when you lift the lid of the coffin and see what is going on inside, it is a different feeling.

The stone coffin was actually lined with a layer of lining, which was actually inlaid with pieces of palm-sized, half-inch thick, polished and crystal clear fine Burmese jade.

I have to say that this is definitely extravagant, which shows that this guy who lies in it and sleeps for a long time is definitely a master who pays attention to pomp and luxury.

In the middle of the coffin lined with beautiful jade, there is a corpse dressed in the costumes of the Qing Dynasty of the Chinese feudal dynasty, which is actually a half-dried and half-rotten strange corpse, from his bare face and hands, it can be seen that the whole corpse is not completely decomposed, the skin is dry, and the muscles are atrophied, like a specially treated dried corpse.

But the strange thing is that the dried muscles of this dry corpse's face have many decomposes, and the eyes have completely become two black holes, the eyeballs in them have long been decomposed, and there is also an egg-sized rotten spot on the left cheek, and the black gums wrapped in the facial muscles can be directly seen.

Overall, this is a strange and ugly corpse that is absolutely chilling to look at, and the inside of this giant sarcophagus is extremely luxurious, so spacious that there is room to roll back and forth a few times when you are tired of lying down.

With the glimmer of the torches that several Han family disciples had just lit behind him, Han Feilin stretched his neck to look into the sarcophagus, and muttered angrily: "It's just a rotten corpse, it's actually made to such a volume, the dead old ghost really knows how to enjoy it!"

In muttering, Han Feilin lifted the sleeve of his left arm as soon as he raised his right hand, and after exposing his wrist, he reached out with his right hand, and took out a sharp knife the size of a palm from his arms, and turned his head again to look at the terrifying ancestral corpse in the coffin that was not completely corrupted, his face was already full of pain:

"Damn, who made this rule? Lao Tzu's pure yang treasure blood, cheap this dead old ghost......"

As he spoke, Han Feilin moved his right hand, holding the knife and lightly slashing at the wrist of his left hand, and in an instant, he saw a string of crimson blood beads falling towards the sarcophagus......

Raising his wrist to put blood on the corpse inside the coffin, Han Feilin carefully looked at the situation inside the coffin, and in the blink of an eye, he stood in front of the giant sarcophagus with the lid of the coffin open for nearly a minute.

Although the opening on the wrist is not deep or wide, there must be a small bowl of blood dripping for such a while.

Such a strange scene, seeing Han Jiao's mother and daughter standing not far behind Han Feilin and the seven Han family disciples who didn't know what was going on, only to feel that the cold air was "swishing" out under the collar of the back coat, and the sight that fell on Han Feilin was even more shocking!

In this strange team led by Han Feilin into the forbidden place of the family cemetery, except for Han Feilin's two henchmen, the others had no idea the purpose of entering the cemetery this time.

Needless to say, Han Jiao's mother and daughter were completely forced into this forest and ghost land, that is, the seven outer disciples of the Han family who were actually prepared to be used as sacrifices were just coaxed by Han Feilin into exploring and searching for treasures - the Han family has been inherited for more than a thousand years, who knows how many treasures those ancestors brought into the ancient tomb?

This excuse is quite deceptive!

Otherwise, if you know that you are actually a living sacrifice that Han Feilin's blood dripping certification fails, you will be thrown to the rotting corpse in the coffin that awakens and is furious, beating the teeth and sacrificing to extinguish the fire, unless the brain has just been kicked by a donkey, and in the blink of an eye, the door panel is clamped, and finally the guy who is planted in the urine bucket and poured a brain of water, will follow up and find death!

After waiting for another minute, there was still no movement of the rotting corpse in the coffin.

"Hmm, no, why hasn't there been any response after so long?"

With a frown, Han Feilin, who was standing in front of the giant coffin, muttered quietly, and a trace of suspicion appeared in his eyes......