Chapter 8: The Tomb Master's Conspiracy

Wu Meiniang guessed in her heart why Xiao Shisan was so easy to cultivate into the true scriptures, and soon she had the answer

Wu Meiniang said to Xiao Shisan:

"This exercise is very powerful, the fire spirit snake blood is too weak, it is easy to cultivate, but the power will also be weakened."

Xiao Shisanyi asked nervously: Can the beautiful sister practice a grade now?

Just then a palace rose up in the lake, and then people were seen coming from all directions. There were only a few dozen people who came to the lake one after another.

At this time the gates of the palace opened. After waiting for a while, they all walked towards the palace.

Xiao 13 said to Wu Meiniang:

Sister, let's go in too.

Entering the palace, Xiao 13 saw that there were dozens of doors. Some doors were open, some were closed, but there were few people in the hall. Then he saw a man enter the room, and then the door closed.

Xiao Shisan and Wu Meiniang also came to a door and entered. As soon as I entered the room, the door was closed. What catches your eye is a table with a sword and a box on it.

Xiao Shisan looked at this sword as black as ink, without luster and unable to see sharpness. A sword like wood,

Wu Meiniang opened the box, and the box contained a lingzhi grass, which was used to warm the soul.

An old man suddenly floated out of the box, and he couldn't be said to be an old man, because he was not a human, but an old man with a soul body.

The old man's eyes lit up when he looked at Wu Meiniang, because he had never seen such a beautiful woman.

Wu Meiniang said like looking at a dead person: Looking at me like this, believe it or not, I pinched you to death.

Then the old man looked at Xiao Shisan and said excitedly: The roots and bones are good, the appearance is dignified, and the sword eyebrows are starry.

Xiao 13 said shamelessly: Generally, generally the third in the world. Old man, why are you looking at me like this? Haven't you ever seen such a handsome guy as me?

The old man said proudly:

"In the past, I only needed 10 people to enter the cemetery for assessment. Any idea why everyone can come in this year? Because my time was running out, the old man was seriously injured and escaped knowing that I would die soon. He built this mausoleum, died soon after, left his soul with a secret method, and then used elixir treasures to attract warriors to come and break through. ”

Xiao 13 was silent for a while and said: There is no free lunch in the world, and the purpose of using elixir treasures to attract martial artists here should be to choose the candidate who will be reborn.

The old man laughed and said:

"God is really good to me, it's not in vain that I've waited for hundreds of years, not only is my talent very good, but also a little smart."

Xiao Shisan asked curiously:

"In previous years, you only needed ten people to enter the tomb, but this year there is no requirement, and all people below the fifth rank can enter. It's not that you're kind, it's that your soul can't last long, right? I hope that more people will come in and see if I can pick a satisfactory one. ”

Mo Bufan said helplessly: Not bad. For more than 100 years, there has never been a young warrior who has satisfied me. The soul-nourishing medicine is running out, and I can't wait.

Xiao Shisan looked at Mo Bufan with a curious look on his face and said: The top ten martial artists who entered here in previous years were also selected from thousands of troops. Needless to say, there is no talent to say, isn't there one that satisfies you?

Mo Bufan said with regret and dissatisfaction: Although the talent of these martial artists in previous years was not bad, they were far worse than when I was young, and if I want to re-cultivate and take revenge, I must find a body with higher talent than when I was young.

Xiao Shisan looked at Mo Bufan and said with a smile: "So, grandpa, my talent is higher than yours."

Mo Bufan looked at Xiao Shisan and said seriously: You are the most talented martial artist who has entered the cemetery in the past hundred years. It's not in vain that I've waited for more than a hundred years. Fly towards Xiao Thirteen.