The reason why Duan De said it was strange was because he had already divined the hexagram twice before that.

It stands to reason that the further back you go, the more dangerous the tomb is, and the more dangerous the hexagram should be.

However, this third hexagram is instead a sign of great luck.

"If something goes wrong, there must be a demon!"

As expected, the third tomb, which should have been very dangerous, was unexpectedly auspicious.

Could it be that the best time to enter that tomb is the best time to enter that tomb?

Tu Tian held the Heaven Devouring Demon Jar and said cautiously, "Blessings and misfortunes are born together. Perhaps that burial chamber can avoid your divination, but it is the most dangerous place."

The willow spirit mouse king nodded again and again, feeling reasonable.

I even think that the tomb can also be reversed, left and right Duan De's divination, and invite the king into the urn.

Ye Qingfeng suddenly said, "It is also possible that our coping methods have improved, so there is a good omen."

"By what means?" Liu Jing asked.

Ye Qingfeng's two fingers moved, and a stone dice appeared on his fingertips.

The crowd stared at the stone dice for a long time.

Duan De patted his belly and said, "Maybe it's because of this extra dice that there is a good omen!" Let's go, don't miss the auspicious time!"

Ye Qingfeng has no objection.

Seeing this, Tu Tianxi and others gave up their lives to accompany the gentleman.

It was still Duan De, Tu Tianxi and Emperor Ding, who came to the front of the tomb gate.

Duan De used a special silver needle, dipped in a little strong corrosive liquid, and little by little, he probed into the heavy stone door.

Small, thin, deep holes are gradually formed.

There are lessons to be learned.

Duan De and the three of them, when they were about to wear them at the entrance of the cave, hurriedly dodged and returned to the white jade bottle.

I don't look at anything, I don't listen to anything, and even early, I hold my breath and don't inhale anything.

Ye Qingfeng was in the emperor's ding, grabbed the stone dice between his two fingers, and threw it out.

The stone dice were imprinted with a wisp of her sense.

Smaller stone dice struck down the hole and into the burial chamber.

And the Heaven Swallowing Demon Jar followed closely, tightly against the stone door, and aimed the mouth of the jar at the small hole, in case some difficult demonic things sneaked out.

In fact, after the demon jar is resisted, it is not a bad thing for the demon to come out, it is equivalent to throwing themselves into the net, allowing Ye Qingfeng and others to sit back and enjoy the success.

"Open!"

Ye Qingfeng closed his eyes and snorted in his mouth.

The stone dice, like a cardboard box that had been opened, were split into six pieces and scattered in the air.

In an instant, the entire burial chamber was full of light.

It was as if there was a vast starry sky that suddenly spread out in that burial chamber.

Of course, every star in the starry sky is a black and white chess piece of the same size.

The black and white chess pieces, suspended in the starlight, seem to form a huge spatial labyrinth.

However, afraid of the power of the chessboard array, Ye Qingfeng Duan De and the others had already turned their backs, closed their eyes tightly, and didn't dare to look at them at all.

You can still barely listen to it.

The dragon soul is in the emperor's ding, listening with interest.

The entire tomb was in chaos, screaming incessantly, and ghosts crying wolf-like howls.

After a few moments, the whole tomb was silent again, and the pins could be heard.

It's just two extremes from the previous war and chaos.

"No matter what's in it," Tu Tian whispered excitedly, "It doesn't matter if there are dates or not, you have to hit it with a shot!"

The jujube pole is, of course, the stone dice that were suddenly thrown in.

"Not really!" Liu Jing also lowered her voice and echoed excitedly, "What the master just threw in is a heaven-shaking thunder! It doesn't sound, but it's incredibly powerful!"

"Haha!" The Mouse King couldn't help but say, "With that earth-shattering thunder, even if the other party is thousands of troops, they all have to be overturned!"

"Cool!" Tu Tian laughed, "The little boss is mighty!"

Ye Qingfeng also smiled, and noticed that there was no change in the Heaven Devouring Demon Jar, so he moved his heart, and took back the Demon Jar and the stone dice one after another, and said, "Open your eyes, follow me in, and count the loot."

"Yes!"

When several people heard this, they opened their eyes and responded with joy.

Is it so easy this time?

Sure enough, it was the stone dice that made a great contribution, and it was really an auspicious elephant.

Ye Qingfeng manipulated the emperor and followed the small hole into the tomb.

before entering the burial chamber.

The skeleton of a Confucian scholar was straight and facing outward, aiming at the tiny hole.

It seems that he was panicking and wanted to escape, but the hole was too small and he didn't escape.

It seems that the skeleton is intelligent and has cultivated a human form, and can think on its own, but it was ruthlessly erased by the stone dice.

The skeleton is one of the guardians of this tomb.

I don't know if it is, I was buried in this tomb before I was alive.

Or is it that the Eight Demon Kings directly moved a skeleton and carved runes on the skeleton to keep it here forever.

"Bone Aotian, your brother."

Ye Qingfeng whispered, first put this skeleton into the Sky Devouring Demon Jar.

There is light in the burial chamber.

The rows of bookshelves are all carved from glowing stones, and the carved patterns are very beautiful, all from the aesthetics of the demon clan.

As expected, it was a book full of tombs.

These are books from hundreds of thousands of years ago, and they can be called ancient books.

That is, all kinds of ancient books, ancient books full of tombs, divided into categories, neatly placed on the glowing shelves.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, there are so many intact ancient books, there are cultivation exercises, comprehension experiences, astrological divination, rumored wild history, and human geography...... This eight-part demon king has a heart and will leave such a heavy treasure for future generations!"

As a tomb robber, Duan De is very professional, always actively learning about the past, and is extremely praised for these all-encompassing ancient books.

But Xihe, the interest is not too great, after all, the light has been inherited for more than 200,000 years, and the ancient books collected are also vast.

Roughly speaking, those ancient books are not too new, and they are not very attractive to Xihe.

And Tu Tian is sleepy when he reads books, and it is even more difficult to be tempted by these books.

The willow spirit was in high spirits, and although it did not like to read, it did not hinder its excitement and joy in collecting the spoils of war.

"Hey, this book "Southern Xinjiang Does Not Transmit Secret Techniques", wow, that is "Wuyang Sect Peerless Learning"! It's so awesome when you hear it!"

Liu Jing put his hands behind his back and made a decent comment.

Then it couldn't stop nodding and said, "Wow, this book "The Past of the Emperor" is not bad."

Ye Qingfeng's gaze swept over the hundreds of books, rumors and wild histories about the Great Emperor, conjured up a big palm, and first put them into the magic jar.

She has always had a lot of incomprehension about the ruthless emperor, and she wants to get as many clues as possible in these rumors and wild histories for verification.

"Oops!"

Liu Jing, who was pointing at the country, suddenly shouted again, learned from someone, patted his belly and said, "Immeasurable Tianzun, why is there a headless skeleton ghost lying next to this bookshelf!"