The people around him also walked in one after another, and their expressions seemed to be vaguely blaming Xiao Yan for talking too much, leaving only Xiao Yan and Hu Ji still standing in place.

"Let's go. Hu Jidao.

"But... However...... "Xiao Yan still can't believe that there is such a person who is indifferent to the death of his companions.

"Walking the rivers and lakes, the most taboo is sentimentality. Hu Ji dropped a sentence lightly and walked straight into the cave.

Unlike the snow and ice outside, the environment inside the cave is warm and dry. Xiao Yan looked around, the cave wall was uneven, there were countless large and small gaps, and there was no trace of water flow, it should be a natural cave formed by natural splicing of mountain gaps. But the sharp-eyed Hu Ji soon spotted the oil lamp on the cave wall, which was enough to prove that the goal of their trip was not wrong.

The crowd held the torches high and continued to move forward, and the further they went, the more obvious the traces of artificiality became. Some of the large gaps and spaces have been artificially nailed with wedges and beams to secure the supports, and although it has been a long time, they still look very strong.

Reaching the corner where the fire broke the wall earlier, the surrounding walls became more and more flat, and the smooth masonry road began to slowly appear. Turning the corner, a long corridor appeared in front of everyone.

"When you get to the front, you have long eyes, some potentially fatal mechanisms will only be marked!" Tang Wuji said.

The eyes widened, and they could vaguely see some fluorescent marks on the road and walls in front of them, which were engulfed in darkness.

Tang Wuji motioned for everyone to follow, and then took the lead and walked forward along the edge of the corridor. Everyone hurriedly and carefully followed.

Along the way, Xiao Yan saw the flying knives stuck in the cracks of the bricks, the half-opened ground flaps, the falling rocks that smashed the ground, and many strange mechanisms that had been demolished and destroyed the letters inside.

I also saw the Tang disciple who was shot into a sieve by a crossbow arrow.

"Fortunately, we have the Tang Sect master as our companion on this trip, otherwise I'm afraid we would have our lives and not be able to go back." General Ziqian sighed.

Tang Wuji snorted, I don't know whether he was disdainful or proud.

There is not much decoration in the tomb, and even the frescoes have not been seen, so it does not make people wonder. When you reach the middle of the road, the clearly visible ear chambers on both sides once again prove to everyone that this is indeed a tomb.

"What's inside?" asked Hu Ji.

"Back to Your Highness, there are some pottery and wine jars for burial. The Tang Sect disciple replied.

Hu Ji nodded, said no more, and continued to move forward.

Soon, the door of the burial chamber was close at hand. In front of the door, as is customary, there is a life-carved monster with a fierce appearance, as if to warn the intruder not to step in.

Hu Ji looked at the tall stone door and asked, "Can't this door be opened?"

"Maybe it's because of its age, it's broken and it can't work. The disciple of the Tang Sect said.

Mr. Fang gasped and lay on the ground, and through the finger-wide gap under the stone door, he could vaguely see something in the room. He said angrily: "This is really making people not advance or retreat, it's really unlucky! Alas! This trip has fallen short, and it has fallen short......

"Do you have any good ideas?" Hu Ji looked at everyone, his eyes surprisingly calm.

Tang Wuji shook his head: "Since the organ has been destroyed, it is no longer within the scope of my Tang Sect's ability. ”

Xiao Yan and Fang Zhongjing, who was full of gloom, glanced at each other, and scratched his head helplessly, he really couldn't think of any good ideas.

"Since everyone doesn't have any good solutions...... Hu Ji changed his words, "Then try this king's stupid method!"

"Yes!" The two generals of Ziqian Ziye received the order with their fists, immediately walked in front of the stone gate, and began to take off their armor.

Before everyone could react, they saw Zi Qianzi and the two of them, who had taken off their armor, pulled off their horses, stretched out their hands into the gap under the stone gate, and used all their strength to start lifting the stone gate!

"This ...... This stone gate also weighs a thousand catties, how can it be lifted by manpower alone!" Mr. Fang Zhongjing said dumbfounded.

Tang Wuji and his party were also a little surprised.

"Hmm-" Zi Qianzi and Ziye were already flushed with red faces at this time, and their arms and foreheads were bruised.

There seemed to be a slight sound from the stone gate, and everyone looked at each other, their eyes full of surprise.

"Work harder!" Hu Ji took off his soft armor, rolled up his sleeves, and stepped forward to join the two.

Click! There was another sound of the mechanism turning in the stone door, which was clearer than the last time.

"Drink-" In the low cheers of Hu Ji and the others, the thousand-pound stone gate made a dull running sound, and it was really lifted up half a person high!

"The Tiger of the Central Plains, the Lion of the Northwest, really lives up to its name!" Tang Wuji sighed in his heart.

Xiao Yan had also reacted at this time, and hurriedly put down the bench on his shoulder and stepped forward to help.

With a sonorous sound of reversal, the stone gate that had been sealed for a long time finally slowly rose in the eyes of everyone.

"General Ziqian, you ......"

Ziqian came back to his senses and saw Xiao Yan pointing at his face, he subconsciously reached out and touched it, it was a sticky warm red: "Maybe there is less exercise, I can't eat such a big energy, don't get in the way, don't get in the way!"

"Okay, everyone be vigilant!" Hu Ji looked at the dark and secluded stone room in front of him, and always had an ominous premonition in his heart.

Zi Qianzhong drew his sword in the middle of the night, covering everyone and walking cautiously inside.

Soon, the torches in everyone's hands illuminated the small stone room. The air was filled with mist-like floating dust, and with a wave of his hand, a whirlpool rippled.

The walls around the stone chamber are filled with hand-hewn holes, like bookshelves, filled with bamboo slips. A square hole has been carved into the floor in the middle, and as expected, a sarcophagus is placed, and the coffin body is not embossed in any way, just like the unadorned corridor outside.

"It's really strange, could it be that the owner of this tomb is a very frugal fellow?" General Midnight asked, looking at the crudely made sarcophagus.

"There is no stele, no inscription," Fang Zhongjing stroked his beard, "It's like a virtual mound." Are we going to be fooled?"

He glanced nervously at the corridor outside the door, it was very quiet, and there was nothing out of the ordinary.

"No, the mechanism here is not the kind of self-destructive arrangement in the Void Tomb," Tang Wuji said, "Otherwise, none of the three of them will be able to get out!"

"Maybe it's just a storage room for things, made to look like a burial chamber?" Xiao Yan said suddenly.

"Perhaps," Hu Ji glanced at the sarcophagus, "Could it be that this is also used to store things?"

"Report to the hall master, no "Materia Medica" was found. The two disciples of the Tang family, who had been reading the bamboo slips, turned around and reported.

Everyone glanced at each other, and it seemed that the strange book "Shennong's Materia Medica", which was "living and dead, flesh and bones", was in this coffin nine times out of ten.

"Midnight, open the coffin with me!" Hu Ji waved his hand and was about to step forward.

But a cane lay across in front of him.

"Your Highness, there may be some insidious and vicious secret path mechanism in this coffin, it is safer for my people from the Tang Sect to deal with it!" Tang Wuji looked directly at Hu Ji and said indifferently.

A hint of anger flashed in Hu Ji's eyes, but he took a deep look at the sarcophagus, as if he couldn't hold his mind, and after a long time, he finally took a step back.

"Thank you, Your Highness. Tang Wuji glanced at the two disciples, and the two of them understood, took out a long cloth full of delicate tools from their waists, and jumped into the pit to open the coffin.

But immediately another figure jumped in after them.

"Old Mr. Fang, who are you?" The two Tang Sect disciples looked at Fang Zhongjing who came with them suspiciously, their eyes full of vigilance.

"Hehe, the old man has been immersed in medical skills all his life, and the effort spent on this is unimaginable to you. What I asked for on this trip was to be able to take a look at the legendary "Shennong's Materia Medica" for myself. Please also ask the two young heroes to allow the old man to wait here to open the coffin and be a witness, and there will be no regrets in this life......" Fang Zhongjing said with a smile.

The two Tang Sect disciples glanced at each other, and then turned their gazes to Tang Wuji. After getting the latter's permissioned look, he dared to start moving.

Everyone including Hu Ji stared at the sarcophagus with serious expressions, but Xiao Yan was playing with the bamboo slips idly beside him. Because he had no interest in that medical book, and he didn't want the scarecrow to stare at the crows and watch out for the three Tang Sect people.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the cooperative relationship between King Zhang and Tangmen does not seem to be so harmonious, but Xiao Yan has always been too lazy to care about the development of such things.

The bamboo slip shook, and the dust that came to his face made Xiao Yan cover his nose and take two steps back.

Suddenly, there was a familiar smell in the air, although it was fleeting and extremely subtle, but Xiao Yan was very familiar with the smell-

He thought of it, stunned, and his brain went blank for a while.

At the same time, the two Tang Sect disciples also found a way to open the sarcophagus, and with a dull squeak, the coffin lid was pushed out into a fist-wide gap.

"Great! let the old man see!" Fang Zhongjing was overjoyed, and hurriedly approached the coffin, looking inside impatiently.

"Wait! Don't!" Xiao Yan finally came back to his senses and hurriedly shouted.

But the change had already happened - only to hear Fang Zhongjing screaming, covering his cheeks and falling to the ground in pain.

A small red snake with a hideous appearance was thrown onto the lid of the coffin by his swaying body, twisting its neck, spitting out a black letter, and screaming at the crowd with bad intentions.

Seeing this, the two Tang Sect disciples hurriedly jumped out of the pit and stared nervously at the little snake.

"It's ...... Red Snake?" Tang Wuji said in surprise.

Seeing that everyone was far away, the little snake turned its head and pounced on Fang Zhongjing, who was convulsing in the pit, and bit it fiercely on the neck. The more the old man struggled, the more ferocious it became.

Fang Zhongjing's screams of pain echoed throughout the room.

Hu Ji pulled out his sword and stepped forward to rescue, but was resolutely stopped by Tang Wuji: "The Snake King of the Western Regions is a red chain, cunning and agile, extremely poisonous, if you are bitten on this uninhabited snow-capped mountain, it will definitely not be saved - Your Highness is better not to take risks!"

Her sleeves shook, and a few cold rays struck the fiery red chain, but the beast was so agile that it screamed and dodged all the hidden weapons.

Old Mr. Fang snorted, and there was no more breath.

The little snake glanced at Tang Wuji in a daze, and slowly crawled back into the coffin along the coffin wall.

"The poison of the Western Regions, how can it be here?" Hu Ji said in shock and anger.

"Truly, because I'm here, old man!" a hoarse and strange voice came from inside the sarcophagus.

Everyone was shocked and took a step back: "Who's talking!"

I saw that the heavy sarcophagus was suddenly shaken into the air, and smashed heavily on the ceiling of the stone chamber, and it was immediately torn apart. In the dust, a figure slowly sat up from the coffin, and there was a faint fishy smell in the air.

"You...... You...... Are you?" Tang Wuji's voice was full of disbelief.

"Tang Wuji, Tang Wuji, we are all old friends, why do we have to see each other like this?"

The dust and mist cleared, and the figures in the coffin slowly became clear: gray hair, long black nails, lingering nausea stench, and the strange red skin on the side—

"The First Poison Master of the Western Regions!, the Red-faced Old Demon!" Tang Wuji clenched his fists and said word by word.

"Why, I haven't seen you for many years, is Old Lady Tang okay?"

His pale yellow pupils were full of chilling evil energy, and whoever fell on him with a cruel gaze couldn't help but shiver.