The royal road, the tomb beast, and some burial goods scattered on the ground, Lin Feng can be sure that this is a tomb.

Ghost Yamen, is it in the tomb?

No, looking at this flash flood washed out, there is obviously not much trace of time, Lin Feng thought that the latest rainstorm in Xiangxi Mountain was told to him by Li Bodhisattva, a month ago.

The legend of the ghost yamen is more than a month.

Did the Ghost Yamen move, or did the wood spirit make a mistake?

The lightning continued to pierce the sky, Lin Feng's eyes narrowed, and he summoned a gust of wind to replace his own eyes and probe the tomb.

Under the lightning, he sensed a familiar sensation.

And the rest of the place was as light as day. Only the tomb exposed by the torrent is like eternal night, which cannot be illuminated by the light.

It's like the last time he was torsed off by his ghost uncle!

Listen carefully, there is a very ethereal voice in this tomb.

It came out, I don't know if it's the sound of a puppet.

The entire tomb is incompatible with the mountains of Xiangxi.

With a strange sense of disobedience.

Could it be that the wood spirit is right?

Lin Feng tapped his sword with his fingers, and the wind poured into the tomb, Lin Feng felt that the tomb was very straight, and there was no running stone to prevent theft, so he walked straight down the mountain, as if a mausoleum had been dug out in the front mountain of Xiangxi.

It's a hundred feet to go straight!

After a hundred zhang, the wind summoned by Lin Feng was about to disperse.

Fortunately, this is the wind of probing, not the wind of killing,

The wind of murder can't reach a hundred feet.

This tomb is not a wilderness, nor is the wind scattered.

For Lin Feng, the role of wind is different, and the degree of cohesion is also different.

Lin Feng flicked his sword, feeling incredible.

Baizhang, what is the concept?

More than 300 meters, converted into a three-meter-high building, it is a 100-story building!

Lin Feng, who was outside, widened his eyes in surprise.

Intense curiosity.

This tomb is such a big deal!

Whose tomb is this?

Lin Feng was shocked!

There is a sense of excitement even more!

Because he knows that this game may be really unusual, maybe this game is in some parallel cosmic historical space.

What if, Lin Feng felt that in which universe, the Xiangxi Blood God, was really happening?

Judging by his shallow knowledge.

In the depths of the mountains of Xiangxi, there should be no such mausoleum.

Xiangxi does not have this condition, whether it is manpower or material resources, with him, a seven-grade Taoist with the blessing of the power of the mountain god, he will not be able to dig such a mausoleum if he is given a few years.

The amount of work is simply too large.

Hollowing out half of the mountain to make mausoleums is such a thing, and it was only in the Tang Dynasty that the Li Tang Dynasty had that level.

Pour the whole country into it.

The rest of the time, maybe Qin Shi Huang has this ability, he can dig out Lishan for the construction of his own mausoleum, the problem is, it is in Lishan.

Although the Han Dynasty attached great importance to tombs, the Han Dynasty preferred thick burials, and stuffed gold, brass, slaves, and land deeds into their own tombs, so that they could enjoy everything in the underworld and the yang world.

They have no obsession with digging up mountains.

The princes of the Han Dynasty did not have one in Xiangxi.

Lin Feng suddenly felt that the fun of this game did not seem to be a simple clearance.

He felt that there were many secrets hidden in the mountains of Xiangxi than he imagined!

Here are some of the secrets related to culture, civilization, and inheritance.

People have voyeuristic desires, especially about some ancient, ominous expressions, which make people even more curious.

Lin Feng is such a person, he suddenly came into contact with these ancient secrets in the mountains of Xiangxi, and he didn't know if it was a real secret.

His enthusiasm was mobilized.

Lin Feng didn't rush over, after a hundred zhang, the wind he sent out was about to dissipate, but at this time, Lin Feng felt that the wind had touched the entity.

It seems to be an underground structure, with water, pillars, and ropes?

Under the rope, is there a person hanging?

The wind that Lin Feng felt felt was humanoid, but the wind was also at its limit.

Because there, too, there is air flowing.

Lin Feng's wind dispersed.

It was also at this time that in the mountains and forests in the distance, Yin music came out.

Even if it was full of thunder, it couldn't suppress this yin music, and Lin Feng's eyes lit up.

Uncle Ghost is here?

He let go of the tomb for the time being, turned around and ran towards the place where the yin music was emitted, and when he arrived at the place, Lin Feng hid behind the trees, and saw several strange figurines, heading forward, driving away some wild beasts.

The toothless old lady walked on the road, and in front of him, there were some muddy mountain people.

I don't know where the toothless old lady went to catch the mountain people.

Uncle Ghost followed behind the figurines, and she sat on the sliding pole, but the Uncle Ghost, who was more than three meters tall, was also sitting on a sliding rod, which was also extraordinary.

The pole was very thick, and sixteen men carried the pole.

What Lin Feng is interested in is the sedan chair man.

The sedan chair driver with a sliding rod is a special kind of figurine, and on the body of this figurine, a blood-colored incantation is drawn.

It was exactly the same as what Lin Feng saw in the banyan tree house.

Thinking of this, Lin Feng turned from behind the trees, and the ghost uncle, who had been closing his eyes and recuperating, suddenly saw Lin Feng.

It wasn't until Lin Feng left the trees that the momentum on his body came out and was perceived by Uncle Ghost.

Trees have been helping Lin Feng.

Feeling the momentum on this body, Uncle Ghost subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, a little greedy and a little jealous.

She got down from the sliding pole and arched her hand and said, "I've seen the mountain god." ”

The toothless old lady immediately followed, "See the mountain god master".

Those figurines are stupid and don't know why.

Stand still, twisted, motionless.

Lin Feng pulled out his sword, and couldn't help but sigh, these people are really realistic, the first time I saw him, I was called the old man from afar, and now I am called the mountain god master.

At the beginning, they killed him when they met and used him as an alchemy ingredient.

With the help of the authority of the mountain god, Lin Feng reached the seventh rank.

Now, they're starting to reason.

"I don't know if the mountain god master came from afar, what do you think?"

Uncle Ghost asked with a smile.

Lin Feng didn't speak, under the lightning flash in the sky, Lin Feng took out his sword!

The wind was in the rain, and it could finally be seen, and the breath appeared from the lungs, and the rain was enveloped by the wind and turned into a weapon.

Seeing that the new mountain god didn't say a word, the ghost uncle didn't say a word, and on her forehead, a spell faintly appeared, just like the word "king", opening her mouth and shouting to break the rain curtain!

Then, she rolled on the ground and turned into a big black worm!

The story Lin Feng saw on the Internet was right, the ghost yamen, the toothless old lady was the clouded leopard.

Uncle Ghost is the Black Tiger Chengjing!

It's just that Uncle Ghost has turned into a prototype, and it looks a little too big!

Even if it's a pickup truck, it's just that big.

A sword slashed the toothless old lady, the rain turned into a thin layer, and quickly took off the old lady's head, the tiger roar was regarded as the natal power of the tiger essence, Lin Feng [Sword Heart Tongming], avoided in advance, and the whole person disappeared into the woods.

Even if it's a ghost uncle, he doesn't know where the new mountain god has gone!

The right time, place and people.

Uncle Ghost, don't occupy the same.