Yang Zhao had always thought that the magic weapon of the Heavenly Tomb should be a big cover, covering a place and using it as a cemetery.

It turned out to be not.

Yang Zhao and his party flew up under the leadership of several elders and disciples from Tianfu.

The higher you go, the colder it gets, the more sparse the vegetation becomes, and it doesn't take long to see the snow line.

They haven't stopped, they're still going up.

Seeing this scene, Yang Zhao couldn't help but muttered secretly in his heart.

"At this temperature, who wants to stay here and be an ice sculpture when they die?"

According to her traditional concept, she wants to stay in a place with green mountains and rivers after she dies.

Or be bolder and choose a sea burial, which is also a kind of romance, maybe you can meet Premier Zhou after death, and you feel a little beautiful when you think about it.

But let him be a big ice sculpture and stay on the top of the mountain, and she would not be happy.

As the mountain peaks get higher and higher, there are more and more birdsong songs.

Yang Zhao looked up and saw several large flocks of birds circling in the sky.

These flocks of birds are circling and chirping in the sky, and they are black, at least in the thousands, making people's scalps tingle.

She had only seen this kind of spectacle of thousands of birds coming together on TV.

The group walked up and finally saw a large canyon of ice and snow at the top of the mountain.

"Ladies and gentlemen, that's the entrance to the Heavenly Tomb, let's go over."

Against the whirring cold wind, they came to the entrance of the Grand Canyon.

It was snowy and white all around, and there was nothing but the canyon in front of it.

What about the Celestial Tomb? Inside the canyon?

Yang Zhao owed, and asked if he didn't understand: "Do we want to enter the canyon from this point?" Why don't you just fly out of the sky into the canyon? ”

"Little friend, good question."

There are not many people entering the tower today, at least there are only eight people behind the Tianfu people, and Yang Zhao and them account for four, so as soon as she spoke, the person leading the way in front heard it.

"The entrance to the canopy is set at the entrance to the canyon, and you can't get in from anywhere else, the gate is here."

The leader pointed forward casually, and Yang Zhao looked at it with a blank look, but there was no hair, except for snow or snow.

Oh, no, it's hairy.

There are so many birds in the sky that there are already bird feathers in this snowy field.

Yang Zhao felt that the stalk on the back of his neck was hairy, so he took a bird in the sky and gave her a fragrant mask.

The leader of Tianfu, Lu Zheng, was the one who received Yang Zhao's silver.

He took the money, and he arranged the follow-up.

The road was falling into the snow and stood still, then looked up and called out into the air.

"I've seen Yu Daoyou, Lu Daoyou, Tong Yu Daoyou, a few of you, please come down, I'm going to open the tomb."

A call is clear and clear, and it is far away on the top of the mountain.

Then, a few sharp birdsongs came, and in the blink of an eye, Yang Zhao's eyes were dazzled, and he found that there were a few more people in front of him.

Yang Zhao saw an acquaintance at a glance, Lu Sheng was wearing a crane with orange on the top and dark blue on the bottom, and he honestly followed behind a little old man.

The little old man was dry, stiff and short, and Lu Sheng stood behind him like a pillar, and it was difficult not to be seen.

Yang Zhao quietly winked at Lu Sheng, which means: You see that these ten taels of silver are not in vain.

Lu Sheng also winked at Yangzhou, and thanked him for it.

Lu Zheng greeted these people from the sky, and he didn't say much, let alone be an intermediary to introduce these people to each other.

He said directly about the precautions.

"In the heavenly tomb, there are not only the elders and disciples of my Tianfu who died young, but also a lot of Yu clan seniors, please be cautious after entering the tower, don't dig and take it indiscriminately, don't disturb the peace of the dead, if you disturb the long sleep of the ancestors, don't blame me for not being merciful."

"Don't worry, I entered the Heavenly Tomb to die, and I don't have the heart to care about others."

"What this senior said is that we entered the tower to form a hat, not to make enemies."

Lu Zheng nodded with satisfaction, he adjusted his direction, babbled in his mouth, and bowed respectfully to a clearing.

Then he took out a small flag directly from his arms and threw it into the air, pinched the mantra with one hand, and said lightly: "Open!" ”

I only heard two "clangs" in the dark, and then "more" was like the sound of a rusty gate being opened, the sound became louder and louder, and gradually, the snow on the cliff showed signs of being shaken off by the mountain.

The key is to only hear the sound and not see the door.

The sound of the door opening was heard throughout the mountain, but the door was invisible or touchable.

What about the Celestial Tomb?

Seeing this phenomenon, Yang Zhao hid directly behind Shen Ruoyu, shrinking her figure, trying to let the figure of the ancestor cover her entirely.

Lu Zhenren raised his hand politely: "Everyone, please follow me into the tomb, remember, you must follow our footprints, don't step on the wrong trap, but you will be embarrassed." ”

Saying that, Lu Zhenren took the people of Tianfu to go first.

Yang Zhao followed behind Shen Ruoyu, and some people followed their footprints, and after a while, the footprints were trampled a little bigger.

(End of chapter)