In the main hall of the True Yang Sect, there was a dead silence. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

This thing is too strange, and from what they have seen and heard, they have never heard of such a phenomenon.

Jiang Xiaoyu also frowned, and couldn't help but be even more curious about this big tomb.

There is no doubt that this is the graveyard of a powerful man in the world, but why is the cemetery buried in Quyang Star, is there anything extraordinary about this planet?

Depending on the position you stand, you will naturally think in different directions.

Having stood in an extremely high position, having seen the battle between quasi-god emperors and even god emperors, Jiang Xiaoyu's height was beyond their comprehension.

The Mahayana monks of their world, even if they survive the nine heavenly tribulations, are estimated to be only equivalent to the Dao Cutting monks in the Ten Thousand Domains.

At the higher level, it is almost the so-called immortal stream.

The burial place of the strong must be a very hidden place, and even if it is discovered, ordinary monks cannot enter it.

A generation of emperors will inevitably arrange their own aftermath, and if they die, they will definitely not want others to disturb their sleep.

Even some strong people directly let themselves transform into heaven and earth, leaving no trace.

Like Qu Yang Xing's Five Finger Peak Tomb, according to the description of the True Yang Dao people, it completely appeared on its own! This is really weird.

One of the places that Jiang Xiaoyu was most puzzled about was the Five Finger Peak Tomb itself, or who was dirty inside.

Sun Wukong, who fell in the Ten Thousand Domains, is said to have never stepped into the strongest person, and finally did not resist the passage of time.

But now there is a tomb here that is suspected to be him, if he is not buried in it, who will it be?

Whether it is the golden monkey shadow or the line of words, there is no doubt that it points to Sun Wukong.

Even if he is not buried, then there must be something related to him.

The cemetery was opened, and everyone did not hesitate, under the flying boat of the True Yang Dao people, they went to the cemetery as quickly as possible.

Before an hour came, Jiang Xiaoyu saw a dark mountain peak in the distance.

The mountain was palm-shaped, and it was black, and the area where it was located was completely shrouded in darkness, with occasional thunderbolts flashing.

Judging from the outer body alone, this is completely a mountain peak, and where is a big tomb.

It wasn't until after getting off the flying boat that Jiang Xiaoyu followed everyone to the bottom of the mountain and saw a tombstone.

Tomb!

The tomb has no name, and the inscription has only one tomb inscription. This kind of character is very old, and it was interpreted by some ancient scholars, and it does not belong to contemporary writing.

Whose grave?

Jiang Xiaoyu's divine sense penetrated into it, but he was met with an extremely strong resistance, and he couldn't enter at all!

Without any incident, he withdrew his thoughts and did not force his way in.

This kind of emperor's tomb can only be slightly tested, and if it is too tough, it will inevitably lead to endless trouble.

There were a lot of people outside the tomb, and many monks were ready to move, but no one dared to enter.

Even some of the monks discussed it together, and they were all in preparation.

"Count the heavens and the earth, count the omission!" an old man suddenly shouted.

Everyone's eyes probed, and they saw that he was wearing a cyan robe, holding a benchmark in his hand, on which were written a hexagram and ten thousand spirit stones. Beside him, there was an old woman.

Looking at the intimate behavior of the two, they must be a Taoist couple.

The old man kept shouting, but no one paid any attention to them.

They were all very nervous, and they were thinking about the cemetery, how could they have time to care about this pair of old gods?

"In the lower gods, ghosts can be counted, Shintoko! Why don't you come to calculate?" the old man saw that no one was paying attention to him, so he immediately changed his words and looked around.

"Old man, don't you still remember your name even if you don't live for tens of thousands of years?" the old woman sneered.

When his Taoist companion said this, the old man's face showed embarrassment, his old face turned red, and he shouted angrily: "Count a hexagram for free, you are not allowed to beat me, the old man will never fight back!"

At this time, a young monk ran over, and then said with a smile: "Then uncle, can you calculate a hexagram for me?"

Shen Daozi glanced at the other party, and then said lightly: "You cultivated the Tao when you were three years old, and there was a catastrophe when you were fifteen years old, but fortunately, you survived it safely." But I don't think your fate is good, if you don't enter such a big tomb, you can barely get by, but if you enter such a big tomb...... Surely I will die!"

The young monk's face suddenly turned pale, and what the other party said was not wrong at all.

He entered the sect at the age of three, and at the age of fifteen, he underwent a catastrophe.

After the end, the journey was smooth and rainy, and there was no life-threatening incident, but his path has not made much progress.

Until now, he is still a monk of the Transformation Period.

The young monk took out a spirit stone bag, handed it to the old man, and thanked: "Ten thousand spirit stones are really not much, these are counted as the thoughts of the juniors." ”

After saying that, he hurried away without stopping at all.

At this moment, it has attracted the attention of many people, and they think that this old god stick does have some ability!

"Walk by, don't miss it, come and count a hexagram, don't ask for money!" Shintoko continued to shout.

He wanted to put this spirit stone in his pocket, but he was glared at by the old woman next to him and immediately handed it over.

This scene caused many people to snicker.

"Poor Dao wants to count a hexagram, I wonder how I entered this cemetery this time?" a middle-aged monk walked out.

He walked up to the old man, smiling, dressed in white.

Unlike the young monk, the middle-aged monk was clearly prestigious, and someone recognized him immediately.

"Isn't this Zhang Sanqian's old-timer!"

"Hey! It seems that he is right, it is said that this old-timer has entered the late stage of merger and has been in seclusion for many years. Unexpectedly, the appearance of this tomb actually shocked his old man. ”

There is actually a Mahayana monk who goes to fortune telling, which is really a new thing.

You must know that the cultivation of my generation of monks is to change fate, go against the sky, and believe in fate and not in fate.

Shen Daozi looked at the other party a few times, and then motioned for him to stretch out his palm to himself quietly, these Zhang Sanqian were very cooperative.

The old god stick looked at his palm for a long time, and after about a dozen breaths, he put his palm down.

"How's it going?" asked Zhang Sanqian.

Shen Daozi looked pensive, stretched out his hand and pinched his fingers to calculate, and after a while, he put his right hand behind his back, and said with a hesitant expression: "Your Excellency's realm is extraordinary, but this tomb may not be something you can break into." And your chance is not in this tomb, if you rush in, I'm afraid it will ......"

"I'm afraid of what?" Zhang Sanqian said with a smile.

"I have no chance with immortals for life. Shintoko finally said.

After handing over 10,000 spirit stones, the Mahayana monk found a place to sit cross-legged and did not leave.

Although he paid the money, it did not mean that he believed it, and the reason for doing so was only to pay.

"This old-timer, since you are such a good fortune-teller, why don't you count what is in this tomb?" one monk quipped.

After handing over the spirit stone to the old man, Shen Daozi responded to the monk with a straight face, and said seriously: "This big tomb is not trivial, even if the immortals enter it, they are in danger of dying." ”

"It's as if you've seen an immortal. The monk was clearly not convinced.

Shen Daozi's expression moved slightly, and he seemed to be excited, and said: "You little rabbit cub, you don't know where to pee when the old man becomes famous! No, is it born or not!"

"Hahaha, I really haven't heard of Shintoko. The monk didn't care.

"Drink water!" the old woman took out a kettle and handed it directly to Shintoko.

Shen Daozi took it with one hand and said with a smile: "It's still my wife who feels sorry for me, and knows that my mouth is dry for a long time!"

"Breath!" said the old woman with a smile.

The words before the god operator were very touching, will the immortals fall in it when they come?

Thinking back to the tragic situation of the three combined monks, I'm afraid that such a method is difficult for the immortals to compare, right?

At least one Mahayana monk can't be so unaware and kill three combined monks!

After Shindaozi drank the water, his eyes suddenly fixed on a person's body, he walked over quickly, and said with a bright eye: "This little friend has an extraordinary number of lives and prosperous luck, and he will definitely be safe when he enters the tomb this time, and he will have some gains!"

Everyone looked over, only to see a young man in a red robe, looking at each other blankly, and said in disbelief: "Is this senior talking about me?"

"Not really!" Shindaozi smiled, and then continued: "If you guess correctly, this little brother's cultivation path must be smooth sailing! The old man just calculated, you have a relationship with this big tomb!"

Originally, everyone didn't want to listen to what this old god said, because everyone said that they couldn't enter the tomb, but now there is actually one who has a relationship with the tomb!

"Senior, I'll come over to see what annoys. The red-robed young man said embarrassedly.

Then everyone realized that this young man was just a primordial monk, which made them scoff.

A monk in his infancy was just allowed to enter this tomb, which was no different from sending him to death.

After Shintoko finished speaking, he didn't continue to care about this young man, he just gave some advice, and it was the other party's business whether he listened or not.

But then there are really many people looking for him to tell fortunes, all of them are calculating how to enter the tomb this time.

Some people who had enough spirit stones on their bodies just joined in the fun and had fun, and they didn't take the old man's words to heart.

As a result, everyone was very depressed, saying that they had nothing to do with the tomb!

"Then tell me, who else is destined?" the crowd was not convinced.

So far, except for the red-robed young man, the result has been unsuccessful.

Suddenly, a Mahayana monk stepped into the ancient tomb, and Shintoko couldn't help but sneer and said, "This person is too lucky, and this tomb seems to be extremely yin, but in fact it contains strength! ”

Everyone wanted to refute it, thinking that it was a Mahayana monk!

But not long ago, the Mahayana monk who had entered hurriedly ran out as if he had seen something terrible, with a look of panic on his face.

Just a few steps out of the cemetery, flames ignited on his whole body, and he was instantly burned to the point that there were no bones left!

Everyone was stunned one by one, and even Jiang Xiaoyu's gaze couldn't help but fall on this old man.

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I wish you all a happy Tanabata Festival, and today I will have this chapter. (To be continued.) )