mentioned the immortal book, but Zhang Xian understood his situation, and suddenly wondered about his mother's identity and origin, he secretly decided in his heart that he must find out these behind-the-scenes things, otherwise he couldn't figure it out.

Unconsciously, the two had traveled more than a hundred miles, and Zhang Xian opened his double pupils to check along the way, but he didn't find that he was being spied on anymore or tracked by other means.

In the evening, as the sun set, the two passed by a land temple and stopped to practice.

Early the next morning, they continued to hurry, and went straight back to Luoshan County, in order to avoid trouble, they did not pass through the county seat, but took the official road of the county seat, and then crossed the mountains and mountains, and returned directly to the direction of Baijia Town.

In the evening, the two returned to Baijia Town.

This time, I noticed that the atmosphere in Baijia Town was abnormal, and I understood it after a careful peek, because Baijia Town is located in a remote area, and what happened in Luoshan County in the past half a month has only reached Baijia Town.

Now the imperial court has sent a minister, who is busy with disaster relief, resettlement of superstitious disciples who worship the Lotus Prince, repairing houses damaged by hailstorms, and handling cases, tracking down the remnants of the Lotus Sect, cleaning up those officials suspected of the Lotus Sect, and so on.

These things can't be done in a while, and it is estimated that it will take more than half a year to be busy.

Moreover, the Lotus Venerable is still acting as a demon behind the scenes, preaching the Lotus Sect in a dream, and taking advantage of the fact that the superstitious disciples are still there, try to collect the incense wishing power.

Before the authentic Fang Immortal arrived in Luoshan County, it was very difficult to change the atmosphere of this superstitious Lotus Prince, after all, these ordinary people couldn't tell whether it was good or bad, and they could believe it whatever the Lotus Venerable said.

Zhang Xian and the others did not show up in the town, and went back to the Taoist temple directly.

The Liuhe underground palace of the mountain behind the Taoist temple is completed, the underground palace is underground, the ground is piled with stones, like a pyramid-shaped altar, one zhang high, three zhang wide in all directions, this is the foundation of the sacrifice to the sky and praying for blessings.

Next to the altar, a simple wooden house was built, surrounded by a stone wall, and from a distance, it was a mausoleum, and the wooden house was the house of the mausoleum keeper.

In addition, there are some unused stones and wood, all piled up outside the wooden house.

He and Meng Jiang Lintuomeng knew that after the completion of this place, the Meng family packed up their things and went back.

When he returned to the Taoist temple, he moved all his daily belongings to the wooden house of the mausoleum, which was the place where he practiced in the future.

He opened his eyes and took a look, the Liuhe Dungeon was underground, covering the soil too thickly, blocking the light and fluctuations, and the altars piled up on the ground also blocked the line of sight, and he couldn't see the underground situation at all.

He tried the earth escape technique again, and sure enough, he couldn't escape into it, the soil layer was too thick, the pressure of the underground aura was too great, and it was difficult to escape, and the underground palace had its own integrated aura, isolating the yin and yang void, and he couldn't escape at all.

In fact, all objects have their own aura, including houses and buildings, etc., especially the courtyard, the four sides are combined to form an overall aura, which is complete and seamless, and it is difficult to enter with escape.

Of course, the completeness of the aura is related to the craftsmanship of the craftsman, the craftsmanship is good, the size is seamless, the building is complete, and the aura is complete, on the contrary, the craftsmanship is not good, there are gaps everywhere, and the aura is loose and invisible.

The strength of the aura is related to the materials of the building, as well as the feng shui pattern, such as the treasure house of some large households, the copper wall is ironclad, sealed and seamless, and the void air field is complete, and the escape technique cannot enter.

He has learned the inheritance of the Tiangong School, and he has already understood the mysteries of it, just take this Liuhe Underground Palace as an example.

The craftsmanship of the dungeon, this is absolutely no problem, the line is drawn by Meng Zhangmo himself, and the size is complete and seamless.

As for the material of the underground palace, although it is an ordinary stone, the stone is integrated into the earth, and the earth and stone are one, which is equivalent to inlaying the underground palace in the aura of the earth, and with the help of the momentum of the earth, it integrates the feng shui pattern.

After moving things, the sun was setting, Wu Yunyao meditated in the Taoist temple and fell into silence, he stayed in the mausoleum tonight, first check the situation in the underground palace.

He lit a lantern and came to the altar, the entrance was in the middle of the altar, blocked with a stone tablet weighing a thousand pounds, and there was a wooden lever next to it, and with the lever the stone tablet could be pried open, and you could enter inside.

He didn't use a lever, but directly stretched out his arms, and suddenly with a force, the thousand-pound stone tablet was steadily picked up, moved to the side, and a downward staircase passage appeared.

In the passage, there is also a wooden frame lever, which is convenient to close the door from the inside.

He lifted the lantern, walked into the passage, buckled the groove behind the stele, closed the stele, carefully examined the stone wall of the passage, and soon found the mechanism.

He looked at the construction drawings of the dungeon and knew the layout inside, these organs were all poisonous smoke from medicine bottles, as long as he came in, the mechanism was activated inside, if someone moved the stone tablet outside to come in, the mechanism would crush the medicine bottle, and the poisonous smoke would spontaneously combust and fill the passage.

He cautiously descended the steps, inspecting the various mechanisms in the passage.

Because this poisonous smoke mechanism is very simple, just a medicine bottle, when the mechanism is touched, the stone crushes the medicine bottle, there is no complicated design, so there are a lot of arrangements, and every few steps is a mechanism.

He checked them one by one, walked down the steps of the passage, and came to the front of the underground palace.

The palace gate of the underground palace is a big stone weighing more than 2,000 catties, there are levers on the left and right sides, he stepped forward and stretched out his arms, clasped the stone with both hands, and still held it steadily.

Remove the stone, then enter the Liuhe underground palace, move the stone from the inside and close the palace door.

There is no superfluous decoration in the dungeon, it is all made of stone, and when you enter the door, you will have passages on the left and right, and he knows the drawing, which is on one side of the hexagon.

Liuhe underground palace is a hexagon, connecting twelve diagonals, a total of twelve diagonal intersections, and a central point, on the intersection of six doubtful mounds, hexagonal and diagonal are passages, interspersed with each other, like a labyrinth, each passage is arranged a lot of poisonous smoke organs.

He sensed it carefully, the aura of this dungeon was really integrated, completely different from the aura of the outside world, and even as soon as he entered the dungeon, his sense of direction was confused.

He stared at him, his eyes were heavy, he tried to speak, fed a few times, and clearly saw that the sound waves were spreading from the passage, but they lingered and reverberate, forming an orderly law, and the entire underground palace resonated, echoing together in all directions, and it was completely impossible to distinguish from what direction it came from.

"The art of the Heavenly Crafts School is really mysterious!"

He sighed to himself, and the voice spread, resonating in all directions, inexplicably mysterious.

He followed the passage, checking the mechanisms along the way, and soon came to a corner, there were four forks, plus the one he took, there were five roads in total, two of the welts were hexagonal edges, and the middle three were diagonal.

He turned diagonally, and soon came to a burial chamber in the middle of which was a coffin.

Carefully open the coffin, avoid the mechanism, only to see a blood-red coffin inside, if ordinary people see this scene, I am afraid that they will be scared half to death.

The coffin is red, which is a sign of a monster, and this blood-red coffin is a dragon's blood coffin.

With the resin of blood vine, wood lacquer is prepared, and the living use dragon blood, invigorate blood and dispel stasis, strengthen muscles and bones, and pass through the meridians, and the dead use dragon blood, which can raise the corpse and immortalize the body.

Under the vision of the heavy pupils, he clearly saw that the dragon's blood lipids were full of aura and penetrated into the coffin.

After inspecting it, he covered the coffin and continued to inspect the tombs of other underground palaces.

This dungeon is a labyrinth, fortunately, he knows the graphics, as well as Meng Jianglin's guidance, and understands the subtleties of it, otherwise even if he knows the drawings, he will get lost if he is not careful.

There were a total of six burial chambers and six coffins, and he checked them one by one, walked through all the passages, and inspected the organs.

After inspecting it, he chose the deepest burial chamber as a place for retreat, and then took out the bottle with the contents and stored some items in the burial chamber.

He had too many items, as well as some dangerous items, such as alum oil, which were not suitable for carrying around, and it was too troublesome to have to bless the bottle with a spell every once in a while.

If he wants to practice in retreat, he has to keep these items properly, otherwise the retreat time will be too long, the blessed spell will weaken, and the bottle will be broken.

"Prepare tomorrow and start practicing. ”

He knew in his heart that the second layer of dragon transformation was not easy to wake up once he fell asleep, and maybe he would have to sleep for a long time, so he had to arrange everything properly before he could retreat and fall asleep.

Out of the underground palace, it was getting late, and around the mausoleum, he drew talismans in the void and arranged a lot of ghost talismans in case anyone approached, and then fell asleep and rested.

The next day, I still got up early, washed, and practiced in the morning as always, and then went to the Taoist to take a look, Wu Yunyao was not in the Taoist temple, and went out to practice.

Wu Yunyao has always gone out early and returned late, practicing in the mountains and forests on weekdays, and will only come back in the evening.

He went to the town, and when the villagers saw him coming back, they shouted and greeted him from afar, he had stayed in Baijia Town for so long, and he was familiar with everyone.

I went to the grocery store of Sheng Yuanwai's house, bought a lot of jars and cans, and bought rice and a sheep.

With that experience of being tricked, he was very cautious when he bought things or something, and he didn't dare to let people give them away, all of which he did himself, in case someone plotted against him.

When he got these things back to the mausoleum, he poured out the alum oil, put it in a jar, sealed it, buried it in the ground, and then stewed the lamb in a large pot and ate the whole sheep.

Then I boiled the pot and steamed the rice, and made more than a dozen jars of rice wine.

After a whole day of busy work, in the evening, Wu Yunyao came back, came to the wooden house of the mausoleum, still picked up his wine and started drinking, sitting under the eaves, blowing the breeze of the mountains and forests, and watching the sunset on the horizon.

"I'm going to start my retreat tonight, I may fall asleep for a long time, these drinks have already fermented, I may not have time to take care of them, please help me, pour them out in two or three days, filter the lees, and then age......"

Zhang Xian explained the method of winemaking, and asked Wu Yunyao for help under the pretext, but in fact, Wu Yunyao likes wine, so he retreated, and these wines were specially prepared for Wu Yunyao.

"This ...... Well, okay. ”

Wu Yunyao's tone hesitated, where could she not see that Zhang Xian was deliberate, but the wine had been ready, and she had to agree, and Zhang Xian's kindness, she accepted it in her heart and said:

"Tianzong, you retreat and enter the burial, practice the living dead, I live in the Taoist temple, and it can be regarded as guarding the pass for you, you can practice with confidence. ”

"Thank you very much. ”

Zhang Xian was not polite, thanked him for a week, and wondered: "Why did you suddenly call me Tianzong?"