Outside Changle City, smoke and dust were billowing out, and on the edge of the hill across the stream, there was a sneaky short young man, who was digging a pit with a hoe, and soon buried his whole body in the mound.

"You guys hit you, I'm busy with mine, wait for me to dig through here, let that big guy come out, and Changle City will be lively. The young man said to himself, and soon went deep into the earth and dug an underground passage.

The peasants who have lived near Changle City for generations do not know that there is a huge tomb hidden under this ordinary hill, and the gate of the tomb alone is five feet and five high, and the young man stands in front of the door with a map and paces back and forth, carefully comparing the pattern and the pattern of the gate.

"That's it, the burial can really choose a place, and when the Iron Dynasty will make this place the capital, they will bury their hands in advance, and it's time for them to see the light. ”

Putting the map away, the young man walked back and forth in a mysterious pattern, his hands spilling white powder on the ground to form a magic circle.

"Hurry like a law, the gate of Yama listens to my orders, open!" As the magic circle was formed, the young man chanted a mantra in his mouth, raised his hand and pointed to the closed bluestone gate in front of him, and the two stone gates moved in response to the sound and slowly opened inward.

Perhaps it was because it had not been opened for a long time, but at this moment it was like a landslide and the ground cracked, and the earth shook violently, so that none of the young men could stand firmly, and they lay on the ground and were covered by the falling soil.

"Fuck, I can't fall that big rock!"

The commotion here was not heard on the hills outside, and the farmers who were working in the fields saw fish leaping high by the pond and then falling into the water and disappearing.

When the young man smashed the stones and crawled out of it, the passage in front of him was already normal, and he trembled with a gust of wind blowing, "I knew that I would have worn more clothes, there are too many ghosts, but it's really cold." ”

Although it was his first time in this place, it could be seen from the trajectory of his movements that the young man was still very familiar with this place, and after passing through the long path, he did not stop at the next fork in the road, so he quickly chose the leftmost cave and lowered his head to enter it.

On the walls of the corridors on both sides, there are marble murals carved with delicate techniques, which seem to record some kind of cultivation technique that is unknown today, and it seems that the movements are complex and mysterious.

The young man was curious, and stopped in this cave to watch for a while, but he could not understand the meaning of it, so he had to shake his head.

"This kung fu is very good, but it's a pity that the Iron Dynasty is still destroyed, it's a pity. The living are not as powerful as the dead, no wonder they will be lost. ”

This tomb is buried before the establishment of the Iron Dynasty, is a rather glorious gate station, it is because of the blockage of the establishment of the Iron Dynasty, and was razed to the ground in successive wars, until now has not been able to see the light of day, the Iron Dynasty also hid this history, not known to the world.

At that time, the powerful sect inherited and cultivated the exercises that were very different from the purpose of the Iron Dynasty, and the crooked and evil ways of cultivating life and death were not integrated by the righteous sects such as Langya, and with the opportunity of the change of dynasty, this sect was completely submerged in the dust of history.

And the young man is the last flame of this sect, holding all the secrets of the sect, and he came here today to let the sect see the light of day again and hit the old enemy hard.

"You all left too early, silently hiding underground and cultivating for hundreds of years, poor my family has been groveling in Langya Sword Mountain, living a life of fear for several lifetimes, I can remember this account clearly, I want to come back for my grandfather. ”

The original sect was established in the location of the hill, and over the years the mountains and rivers changed, so that the huge sect came to naught, and was replaced by the people who had cultivated the land for their ancestors, and governed the place in an orderly manner.

At the end of the cave leads to the underground palace carefully built by the sect, only those who have the magic circle to open the door can enter the gate, and after choosing the right fork, they can come to the palace where the sect's secrets are buried.

There are many suns, moons and stars in the sky, all of which are replaced by various magical things, and the young man looked up and was even more surprised: "If I didn't come from above, I really wouldn't know that this is underground." If you old fellows have slept enough, wake up and listen to me. ”

The palace exuded the bitter smell of silence, and the neat rows of sarcophagi surrounded the young man who had just entered the door, and only a straight path led to the highest step in the center, where a crystal chair built on a crystal coffin was placed, from which the light of the whole palace seemed to emanate.

"Only the treasure chair that the sect master can sit on is still unattended, not what I said, Master Zu invented this kind of exercise, is he a human or a ghost?"

Even if someone listens to this mantra with their ears pricked up on the side, it is guaranteed that they can't understand a word, and it is extremely mysterious and obscure, and those who don't know think he is muttering nonsense.

As the mantra was chanted, there was a gradual response in the nearby coffin, and the sound rose wave after wave, until the melodious melody echoed throughout the underground palace.

It was as if they had returned to that glorious moment, a sect blocked the army of millions of Iron Dynasty, the war lasted for three months, the blood flowed like a river, and the corpses were floating all over the field, and no one in the sect was spared, only the two elders who retreated to the underground palace survived.

The young man's eyes were beating with gray light, and a stream of essence emanated from his eyes, turning into a figure and floating onto the crystal chair, where he sat down steadily.

"The seventy-sixth sect master of Songfu Mountain, Duan Ming, please go out of the mountain to help! The Iron Dynasty is in danger, the heroes of the world have risen up, besieging the imperial city, Langya and other famous and decent families have also arrived under the city, do not take revenge at this time, let alone when!"

The gray figure was the soul of a young man, who knew how to make it come out of his body and make a sound.

The sarcophagus obeyed his call and began to throb with life, and the sound of heartbeat could easily be discerned in the quiet underground palace, and this fluttering rhythm soon spread everywhere from the location of the crystal chair, filling Duan Ming's ears.

Duan Ming was not in a hurry to return the soul to his body, but sat on the crystal chair and silently felt all this in front of him.

Lying in the sarcophagus are the elders and disciples of the sect who died in the last battle, and before everyone dies, the soul is trying their best to use the last trick of the exercise-after death, the body can reabsorb the aura of heaven and earth, and cultivate spiritual wisdom again.

A pair of furry palms, poking out of the nearest sarcophagus, shook the lid of the coffin vigorously, and let out a low roar that did not carry the slightest hint of intelligence.

This made Duan Ming feel a little frightened, he just obeyed the ancestral teachings and came here at the right time to wake up the sleeping people, but the ancestral teachings did not say that the people in these coffins were all monsters.

The soul hurriedly returned to its body, Duan Ming pulled out a long sword from behind his back, and looked vigilantly at the arms that kept sticking out around him, everyone's movements were the same, and soon the whole body crawled out of the sarcophagus.

A green-haired zombie appeared in front of Duan Ming, and before Duan Ming could exclaim, a six-pointed star array was released at the bottom of the sarcophagus, and the Dao beam tied up the zombie, making him unable to move.

"I'm scared to death, I came here when the ancestors said that there is no danger, otherwise it's not worth losing my life in vain!" The aura emitted by these zombies is not weaker than themselves, and they will definitely die without a place to bury themselves.

"Wouldn't it be nice to go home and marry a wife and have children?"

Another voice appeared abruptly, Duan Ming thought that his ear had heard it wrong, there should be no second person here besides himself.

"Who are you, are you one of the ancestors?" Duan Ming's voice trembled a little, trying to find the source of the voice.

"Don't look for it, I'm right behind you. ”

Duan Ming didn't look back, he directly asked for directions with a long sword, swept a sword back, and didn't cut anything, he secretly said in his heart that it was not good, and he rushed forward far away.

His right foot was grabbed from behind, "Good boy, I'm not bold or young, even if I am also your master, I don't respect the old at all." ”

The latter lifted Duan Ming upside down, said angrily, and threw Duan Ming onto the crystal chair: "The ceremony has been completed, it doesn't hurt for you to sit in the flesh, just watch the ancestors perform next." ”

"I don't remember that there are still people alive in Songfu Mountain, where did you come from?" Duan Ming didn't feel the killing intent, and his hanging heart was a little relieved, obviously the ancestor said that Songfu Mountain was killed only in their veins, where did this master come from?

If Liu Xiaoyi was here, he would definitely recognize the barefoot old man with the hoe who buried him in the ground in the first place.

"Bah, if I weren't alive, wouldn't I have become these zombies, so a large battlefield, how could there be no fish that slipped through the net, master, my ancestor is one of the small fish!" said the old man quite proudly.

After he followed the people of Tianwang Road all the way to this place, he found that there was an abnormality in the old site where Songfu Mountain was located, so he immediately followed the trace, not thinking that it would be the descendants of the sect who came here and opened the gate.

The old man has always wanted to come in and have a look, but because he is not a successor, he is not allowed to enter the method, and he has racked his brains for decades without coming up with a way to open the door.

The deserter really had the face to say, Duan Ming belittled the old man in his heart, but he still asked politely: "I don't know the name of the master?"

"The compound surname is Ouyang, and the single name is a cigarette word. "The old man's name, Duan Ming thought about it for a long time and didn't find a similar one from the list of memories.

Ouyang Yan seemed to see what he was thinking, took out a pipe from his arms, put it to his mouth and lit it, and hurriedly smacked two sips, then explained: "Don't think about it, the ancestor changed his name in order to avoid danger, and there is no one in the Songfu Mountain roster." ”