"The princess is really smart. The thief-eyed man surnamed Wang exclaimed.

"Mr. Wang has an overreputation, the little woman is not talented, and wants to ask Mr. Wang's real name. Zhao Zixuan made a good fortune and said with a smile.

The man surnamed Wang had a sad face.

"Although the little girl is beautiful, she doesn't speak forgivingly. The old man smiled, and then said, "He is also surnamed Chen, and he is a descendant of Xuanzhen like me." ”

"The little woman was rude. Zhao Zixuan was very satisfied with Ximen Tian's stunned look.

"Yes, below the Xuanzhen Mansion is the tomb of Marquis Wu. The old man said.

"Impossible!" this time Zhao Zixuan exclaimed.

"We have been guarding this secret for generations, how can it be fake. The old man sighed and looked at the stone room guarded by generations of Chen families. Xuanzhen Mansion, is it finally about to be discovered? Wuhou Tomb, no matter how clever Zhuge Tianji is, it can't be regarded as the Mandate of Heaven, nor can it be counted as the search for countless people from generation to generation.

"How do I know the authenticity? Even the princes, even the library of the palace does not record the whereabouts of Prime Minister Zhuge . Don't say where you are buried, you don't even know where you died or how you died. Zhao Zixuan also sighed slightly, after all, in countless stories that have been circulated, Zhuge Tianji is eight feet tall, and he has the feeling of a fairy. With a wave of the feather fan, the 80 million soldiers of the Wei State turned into smoke. The southern barbarian tribe, disobedient to education, fierce in battle, talking and laughing in the scarf, the main battle of the thirty-six caves trembling, the king of the barbarians, bowed his head and prostrated. In the midst of strategic planning, the decisive victory is thousands of miles away. In an instant, the gods are elusive. This is the yearning man in the hearts of countless girls.

"Can we go to the tomb of Marquis Wu?" Ximen Tian also became excited. Zhuge Tianji frequently annoys the world, Qimen Dunjia, the art of the five elements, the art of war, the art of governing the country, and the magic of the elusive, even one of them is enough for a cultivator to pursue for the rest of his life.

"If you can find the main tomb of the Xuanzhen Mansion. The thief-eyed man spoke suddenly.

"The king... Brother Chen. "What else does Ximen Tian want to ask?

"Dude, I can't help you. After all, Zixu is the ancestor of our clan, and I have guarded it here for generations, if the young man is not virtuous and incompetent, how can he be recognized by my ancestors, and how can he be recognized by the prime minister?"

"Well... All right. The corners of Ximentian's mouth twitched, and he bent down to make a gesture.

"Alright, I'll send you there. The old man laughed.

"This book is a record of Wuhou's past, you can take a look. The thief-eyed man handed over a book that was slightly yellowed.

"Thank you very much. Ximen Tianyi clenched his fists.

"Come with me. The old man said.

Ximen Tian and Zhao Zixuan followed the old man along the dark stone chamber wall and walked into the depths.

The depths of the stone chamber were dark, damp, and covered with moss. The ticking drops of water seem to be pouring out the vicissitudes of these thousands of years.

Suddenly, it was like a bright light lit, and the eyes suddenly opened up. I saw strange rocks and murderous aura, like swords, guns and halberds of thousands of troops. Countless cries of killing seemed to be in the ears and in the sky.

"This is!" Ximen Tian felt the murderous aura coming to his face, and his heart was horrified, and his body retreated rapidly.

"What are you doing!" Zi Xuan exclaimed.

"I'm sorry. Ximen Tian coughed a few times, and didn't have time to feel the softness behind him and the fragrance close at hand, so he looked intently.

The old man walked slowly forward with strange steps.

"It's just a pile of broken rocks. Zhao Zixuan pursed her lips. Then he stretched out his slender hand and twisted Ximen Tian fiercely.

"Shhh

"Say, are you trying to take advantage of me?" Zhao Zixuan asked quietly.

"Girl, Fang Cai Shaoxia didn't mean it. The old man smiled, and suddenly felt that it was a little inappropriate to say this in his capacity, and hurriedly coughed a few times.

"When I was young, I was shocked by this murderous aura for the first time. It wasn't until later that I learned that this was the gossip array placed by the ancestor Chen Zixu, and its array had eighty-eight sixty-four variations. The murderous aura is hidden and unpredictable. ”

"Senior, can the formation really be laid out with stones?" asked Ximen Tian curiously.

"Stupid, don't you read. The formation also needs to communicate aura, and it generally requires the formation flag. ”

"Oh, but it's an ordinary stone. Ximen Tian drew his long sword and cut off a little stone.

"Senior~ can you tell us?" Zhao Zixuan did not follow.

"I... I do not know. The old man had an embarrassed look on his face.

"The predecessors are the descendants of Xuanzhen, can they not know the method of arranging the formation?" Zhao Zixuan asked, wanting to get some news.

"Girl, don't be embarrassed by old age. The old decay only knows the method of formation, but he really doesn't know the method of arranging the formation. The old man looked up again and walked to the left.

I don't know how long I walked like this, and suddenly a strange stone blocked in front of them, which seemed very abrupt. There is a faint seal on it.

"It's here. The old man suddenly stretched out his hand and pushed.

The two were caught off guard and fell to the ground. When I got up, I found a tomb road that extended in all directions.

"That's throwing us in. Zhao Zixuan said dissatisfied.

"Ximentian, what about you?" Zhao Zixuan suddenly found that Ximentian was gone.

"Purple... Zixuan, don't step on me. Ximen Tian said with difficulty.

"Ahh

"Whew. It's so damp in here. Ximen Tian took a deep breath and felt full of damp gas, which was very uncomfortable.

"yes, there's no light at all. Zhao Zixuan listened to the clicking sound under her feet, and her heart was a little hairy.

"Simon heaven. ”

"Huh?"

"From now on, you will call me Xuan'er. ”

"For... Why? ”

"Because a generation of heroines is not Zhao Zixuan, but Zixuan, surnamed Zi, named Xuan. Zhao Zixuan said seriously.

"Well, Purple... Xuan'er. Ximen Tian saw Zhao Zixuan's unkind face and hurriedly changed his words.

"This is really the middle level of the tomb, and there is no one. The outer layer of the tomb must be bustling. Ximen Tian thought about it, and a few days ago, those masters of the rivers and lakes were almost stuffed into the Xuanzhen Mansion.

"It's so dark in here, I'll light it up with fireballs. ”

"Don't. In case there isn't much air in the tomb, we'll suffocate. And how rude it is to play with fireballs, and it smokes at every turn. Zixuan said and picked up the Night Pearl.

"You..." Ximen Tiangang wanted to ask her if she had taken it from the warehouse of the Hou Mansion, but she was almost knocked down by a scream of up to 300 decibels.

"Ahh Echoes echoed in the tomb. The voices were intertwined, and it seemed incomparably chaotic.

"What's your name!" Ximentian covered his ears, feeling like his eardrums were about to burst. Then there was a buzzing like the chirping of thousands of mosquitoes, and no other sound could be heard.

"Below, below!"