Chapter 49: The Past (3)

As soon as the black fog dissipated, the old man in Mai jumped into the cave before everyone else, Xuan Zhen followed, and the old man in Mai scattered a few black talismans, and the paper exuded a cold aura.

"Truly... Let me go first. ā€

"You think too highly of yourself, old man. The peachwood sword behind Xuan Zhen was filled with Zhang San's familiar aura, and there was a buzz around the sword body, and the blue electricity illuminated the entire hole.

Xuan Zhen Hengjian shouted in front of him, and the lightning on the peach wood sword instantly destroyed the black talisman, and the old man in Mai was slightly startled and then the corners of his mouth rose: "It turned out to be a heavenly master who was still breathing, and I took a fancy to this peach wood sword made of hundreds of years of lightning strikes in the heart of the peach tree, and I will come to get it later, hehehe." ā€

"You are not afraid of the wind flashing your tongue, my Heavenly Master has never been able to breathe, and today I will take your head to comfort the dead villagers. ā€

A copper coin sword wrapped in red light flew out from behind Xuan Zhen, and the old man in Mai easily used the staff in his hand to block it: "You are still a little tender, little ghost, you are still a little younger." ā€

The bronze coin sword was inserted into the coffin board that had been overturned, and the old man in sackcloth waved the cane in his hand to shatter the deepest wall, and a rotten bronze door slowly appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"Ahead is the Ann Yu Palace, and those who dare will continue to follow me. The old man kicked down the rotten door and quickly disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"My Heavenly Master Order is getting hotter and hotter, although my intuition tells me that it is not Xuan Kui, it should be a zombie similar to it. ā€

Monk Zhishen recited a sentence of Amitabha Buddha and slowly walked to the front of everyone: "This matter also has great cause and effect with Lao Gao, donors, please turn back." ā€

"Zombies, I haven't seen them yet, I really want to try its color!" Xuan Yi excitedly clenched the copper coin sword that glowed red in his hand.

"Senior brother, this zombie is not much worse than Xuan Kui, do you know its power?"

"That's enough! Senior brother, if we can't even destroy this zombie, what can we talk about destroying Xuan Kui? This is a chance, a chance for us to deal with Xuan Kui. Think about the dead uncle, master, uncle, are you willing?"

"I.... I—" Xuan Zhen hesitated.

Xuan Yi struck while the iron was hot: "Senior brother, don't miss the opportunity and don't come again." ā€

"Okay, but if there's danger, you have to survive. ā€

"Don't worry, I will. ā€

Monk Zhishen looked at the three people who walked at the end: "The three donors should go back." ā€

"Abbot, we are willing to stay, and if you fail, we can also sneak out and report the news. ā€

"Well, good karma has good karma, come with us. ā€

After the group was led by the monk Zhishen into the decaying bronze gate, the torches along the road had already been lit, and under the torch were rows of bronze people holding trays with their heads down.

At the end was a broken bronze door, and a vanishing figure could be seen in the darkness lit by sporadic flames.

"Usually in this case, there should be some kind of mechanism under the soles of the feet, such as hidden arrows or something. Zhang San held his chin and looked at Shan Chanyu.

"Well, on the surface, the floor tiles here are no different from when we first came, and if you look closely, you can see that there is a certain pattern between them high and low, not like gossip, nor like Dunjia. Except that one row is a little higher and the other row is a little lower, there doesn't seem to be any noticeable change. ā€

Xuan Zhen, who was walking in front, frowned: "My Heavenly Master has no one who is good at magic, and the master has a solution." ā€

"The old man had heard of Dunjia before he became a monk, and he didn't see that this posture was recorded in Dunjia. ā€

"Don't think too much about it, just try it. It's a big deal to break through, not to mention how far we are from that old man in sackcloth, a minute at most. He managed to get through this level in a minute, which shows that even if there is a mechanism here, it will not be too difficult. Gu Dawei expressed his opinion.

"There's some truth to that, so let me confirm it. Xuan Zhen took out a few yellow beans from his cloth pocket and scattered them on the ground, and several rabbit-sized spirits wrapped in yellow scarves appeared in front of everyone.

All the Yellow Turban wrestlers standing on the higher floor tiles are safe, and the other Yellow Turban wrestlers standing on the ordinary floor tiles are instantly annihilated. Xuan Zhen controlled the remaining Yellow Turban Lux to come to the end safely.

"I'll go, feelings are like a zebra crossing?" Zhang San stared at the floor tiles one after another with question marks on his face.

"Hurry up, that old man has come a long way. ā€

Everyone walked safely through the passage and came to a dark corridor, where they saw a beam of fire lighting up in front of them.

'Smack'

Gu Dawei turned on the flashlight, and the light of the powerful flashlight made the other three squint their eyes a little uncomfortably. The old man in Mai turned his head and smiled: "Thank you for the light, I'll go first." The old man jumped and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

The light of the flashlight hit the ground, and the stone pillars came into view, and the darkness below was not illuminated by the light.

"A total of 8864 stone pillars, arranged in an eight-by-eight manner and without a light source, should be related to Dunjia. Open, rest, life, injury, Du, scene, death, shock. Each row is a new option. Monk Zhijiu frowned and looked at the fast-moving stone pillar with some concern:

"Although I have heard a little about Dunjia, I have never succeeded in cracking a game, and I can't see how to solve it. What are the best plans for the two benefactors?"

"Hehe, although we don't know 'Qi', 'Gate' and 'Dunjia', I can figure out the right way. Xuan Yi took out a familiar and unfamiliar tortoise shell from his cloth pocket.

"Oh my God, the armor on his hand actually glows purple. Shan Chanyu couldn't help but clench the black tortoise shell in his pocket: "What did Li Si give me?" ā€

The Xuan Yi next to him conjured out three copper coins that emitted a faint light and put them into the tortoise shell, shook them a few times and poured them into the ground, but the three copper coins showed three different forms.

"Divination about the number of magic doesn't touch the Heavenly Dao, so I can calculate unscrupulously, but it just takes a little time. ā€

Xuan Yi kept repeating the first step, and after eight times, he put away the tortoise shell: "It's already calculated, you can't go wrong by following me." ā€

"Senior brother, let's let the Yellow Turban Lux help us explore the way first. ā€

Monk Zhijiu clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, Xuanzhen donor, every time you walk by, the stone pillars here will be reset, and you will have to recalculate it when the time comes, which is very cumbersome." ā€

"If that's the case, then how are the six of us going to get there?"

"Each person stands on a stone pillar and finally passes it all together, otherwise it will have to be calculated again, and the difficulty of the calculation will increase with each reset. ā€

"Senior brother, what the master said is right, I don't know what is under the stone pillar, I think we should be safer, we are here to gain knowledge, not to send death.

Alright, that's the end of the small talk. Counting from left to right, the stone pillars of 2, 8, 5, 4, 7, 1, 8, and 3 are the way to the past. ā€

"Let the old man go first, and that will ensure your safety from being attacked by that evil warlock. ā€

Everyone nodded, and Monk Zhijiu stood on the last pillar in three or two steps. Xuan Zhen and Xuan Yi suggested that Zhang San and the others go first. Zhang San and Gu Dawei also quickly returned to their positions, only Shan Chanyu was slow to take the first step.

"My dear, the distance between this pillar is three meters, what if I don't jump on it, it's too dangerous. ā€

"Zenyu, jump. Let's move on. Xuan Yu instigated Shan Chanyu to jump, and when he heard Xuan Yu's words, Shan Chanyu's legs and feet began to weaken.

"I.... I probably can't, or you might as well jump first. ā€

Xuan Yi didn't say a word, and arrived at the expected position with two or three feet, at this time Gu Dawei secretly shouted that it was not good: "Xuan Zhen Dao Chief, my friend is a little afraid of heights, please bring him over." ā€

"I see, no wonder I haven't taken a single step, it's just a small thing. Single brother, come on my back, and I'll take you there. ā€

Shan Chanyu, whose face was as thick as a city wall, blushed at this time: "It's troublesome Xuanzhen Dao is long." ā€

Just as Xuan Zhen took the first step with Shan Chanyu on his back, all the stone pillars began to tremble violently.

"Oh no, once it exceeds a certain threshold, it will touch the mechanism here, why didn't I think of it before, damn it!"

Everyone else quickly ran to the opposite side, only Xuan Zhen and Shan Chanyu were constantly struggling. The peachwood sword behind Xuan Zhen flew out in an instant, and after spinning in the air a few times, it was firmly stepped on by Xuan Zhen.

"I'll go, Edgeworthy! Zhang San stared at Edgeworth's Xuan Zhen like an alien.

Small arrows continued to shoot out from the side, Xuan Zhen condensed with one hand, and the peachwood sword under his feet burst out of a bronze ball, firmly protecting the two of them. Hyun Zhen, who arrived on the other side, dropped Shan Zenyu and gasped for breath.

"I'm sorry, I almost bothered you, Master Xuanzhen. ā€

"It happened suddenly, no one thought that there was a threshold for the weight bearing of the stone pillar, this is not your fault, let's think about how to go. ā€

Everyone watched as the sixty-four stone pillars slowly sank, and the sound of liquid discharging real objects came from their ears. Suddenly, a rancid, black liquid splattered around them.

Zhang San's pupils shrank: "Let's go quickly, I have an ominous premonition." ā€

'Whew... 'Z...'

After the powerful flashlight in Gu Dawei's hand let out an unwilling moan, everyone was slowly swallowed up by the darkness.

"Damn, why is there no power at this time. ā€

'Boom'

Xuan Yi held the talisman in both hands, and the tip of the talisman burned without fire, and then the two sides gradually lit up, different from the bronze man that everyone saw for the first time, this time in front of everyone was a row of mermaids with fish tails, and the top of the merman's head was burning with a long green flame.

"It looks like a corpse, a lamp maintained by the corpse of a merman? It seems that the owner of this tomb has a great background. ā€

"Amitabha, dust to dust, earth to earth, rest in peace. ā€

"Master, it's useless to say this now, let's find the old man as soon as possible. ā€

"It's okay, everything will be calm after the murderer is eliminated. ā€

After several temptations, Xuan Yi said to everyone with certainty: "There is absolutely no trap here. ā€

"The old man didn't sense anything abnormal, so I'd better start with it. ā€