With Xuanyuan's consent, Liu Yuxin planned to send the Sanqing Dharma Bell out. Xuan Yuan waved his hand: "You should keep this magic weapon for yourself." ”

After speaking, he looked at Ge Mingxuan again: "You take him back to Qingwei Mountain, temporarily settle down at the foot of the mountain, and I will rush to the vicinity of Anrong Town to find the ancient tomb first." ”

"Daoist, are you alone?"

"I'm alone, that tomb seems to be a little dangerous, and I'm afraid it's even more inconvenient to bring other people. And aren't you planning the second opening of the mountain, just stay. ”

Ge Mingxuan nodded and said to Liu Yuxin: "Then you just pack up your things, and we'll leave when you're done." ”

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Anrong Town is not strictly a town. The population is small, but the area is not small, and it often takes a while to walk to see a person's home.

From a distance, Xuanyuan saw a three-story house, which was the kind of style common to wealthy families in the township.

I couldn't help but speed up a little, and when I walked to the front of the house, several women were gathered in the hall, talking and laughing and peeling beans.

Walking into the room, Xuanyuan arched his hand: "Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, poor Dao Xuanyuan, disturbed." ”

Several women stopped what they were doing and looked at Xuan Yuan curiously: "What's the matter with the Dao Chief? Are you thirsty on this hot day, I'll pour water for you." ”

"No, Poor Dao wants to ask Ji Rongshan how to go?"

"Ji Rongshan? I don't know. One of the women said, pointing to a house and saying, "But a few years ago, there was also an old Taoist priest who often came to us to ask, usually he will rest at the old Xu's house, you can go to his house and ask." Oh, the old Xu family is that family. ”

Xuan Yuan thanked him and walked out, and the sound of Suo Suo came into his ears behind him.

"Why do you say that there are always Taoist priests who come to ask what Jirong Mountain? We locals have never heard of it. ”

"Hell knows, but if I want me to say, there's going to be some name to it. ”

"You still have to say this!"

Xuanyuan listened and smiled slightly. When I came to Lao Xu's house, the house inside was quite deserted, and there was only one old man who stayed under the grapevines in the yard to bask in the sun.

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, poor and far-reaching, disturbed. ”

The warm voice came into his ears, and Xu Hongfu, who was napping slightly, came to his senses, raised his head, and a young Taoist priest who looked quite clear and free appeared in front of him.

"Oh, it's a Taoist, sit down. Xu Hongfu is not born at all, as if he has been friends with Xuanyuan for many years.

Xuanyuan was as good as a stream, and sat down on a wooden bench next to him.

"Look at your Taoist dress, come to me, it can't be related to Old Man Liu, right?" Xu Hongfu sat upright and said with a smile to Xuan Yuan.

Xuan Yuan nodded: "That's true, Poor Dao wants to ask about Ji Rongshan." ”

Xu Hongfu shook his head: "To be honest, old man, I really don't know where there is a mountain called Jirong near Anrong Town. ”

After a pause, he added: "Old man Liu often goes to the east, in other words, Old man Liu has been okay recently, I haven't seen him for a while, could it be that he is old, and his legs and feet are as bad as me, right?"

"He was gone the other day. ”

"Huh?" Xu Hongfu reacted for a while, and he didn't know what to say with his mouth open. After a while, he sighed faintly: "Alas. ”

After listening to Xu Hongfu's chatter for a few minutes, Xuanyuan said goodbye.

"Hey, Xuanyuan Daoist, I forgot to tell you, a few days ago, there was a young man who asked me about Ji Rongshan, and the kid had a fierce face, and I didn't tell him. ”

Hmm? Someone else asked Ji Rongshan? Xuanyuan's heart tightened, and after turning around and thanking him, he immediately hurried away.

Looking at Xuanyuan's back, Xu Hongfu looked at the grape trellis above his head and continued to close his eyes. In the huge courtyard, there was silence for a while, only the lonely sigh of the old man remained.

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After Xuanyuan left the town, he directly took advantage of the wind and walked quickly in the mountains and forests.

I didn't expect someone to be the first to be taken by myself, who could it be? Could it be the "best friend" back then?

There is a possibility, but if it is really the "best friend" back then, then he is at least in his nineties now. If he hadn't broken through to the Fusion Realm and raised his life limit to two hundred years old, then he would definitely be in a period of great decline in strength now, so he should be cautious.

I don't know how far I walked, but suddenly, Xuanyuan stopped, and a valley appeared in front of him. To Xuan Yuan's surprise, the aura concentration of this valley was not inferior to Qingwei Mountain at all, but the scope of its aura envelopment was a little small.

Removing the wind trick, Xuanyuan walked in with a light footstep. There are no strange flowers and plants in the valley, no strange rocks and trees, everything is very ordinary.

It's a bit strange, the concentration of aura is very different from the surrounding environment, but there is no reason at all. Xuan Yuan pondered for a moment, and eight small clusters of blue flames ignited from his fingertips, which were respectively shot towards the stone walls in eight directions of the valley.

Suddenly, seven potholes appeared one after another, but the fire in the southeast disappeared into the stone wall like a drop of water into the sea.

"It's such a clever trick, but there is no flaw. Xuanyuan was surprised, no wonder the people of Qingxun Mountain said that they had hit the big luck and met this ancient tomb.

With the thunder in his hand in his hand, Xuanyuan walked into the stone wall in the southeast.

In an instant, a completely different view from the outside of the stone wall came into view. Unlike the lush greenery on the outside, the inside is white: the feet are smooth marble blocks, and the walls are pure white quartz.

Xuanyuan noticed that there was a stone tablet at the entrance of the stone wall: Ji Rong Jushi.

No wonder, the people of Xunshan in the Qing Dynasty kept saying that Ji Rongshan couldn't find it himself, it turned out that he obtained this name at random according to this stone tablet.

Cautiously walking in, unexpected but reasonable, Xuan Yuan didn't touch any mechanism - after all, there were already two seniors who had swept a trap here for decades.

The stone wall road is a bit long, and along the way, you can see many stone cave potholes, which seem to be dissolved by some strong corrosive substance.

Occasionally, a few pale silver bone frames will be seen on the ground, and Xuan Yuan estimates that this is a Daomen Yin soldier who has been refined by the authentic Taiyin Body Washing Method - he is not afraid of the scorching sun, and the degree of restraint by the Thunder Law is not as strong as that of ordinary corpse refining, and his body strength can at least support a palm thunder.

The more he went to the back, the more jealous Xuan Yuan became. All kinds of imprints litter the quartz walls: fire, lightning strikes, sword marks, great blows......

Even, Xuan Yuan also saw a few abandoned magic arrays, judging from the scale of the formations, they were all not weaker than the First Transformation Cloud Illusory Array, and there were even two magic circles whose scale was not weaker than the Second Transformation Cloud Illusory Array.

These means alone were enough to make Xuan Yuan feel very energetic to deal with it, not to mention the curses, traps and other traps mentioned in the book.

It can be imagined what kind of fierce battle the Qingxun Mountain people and others, who were also in the Tibetan Qi realm, fought in this small space at the beginning, and how they turned the danger into a disaster.

It's a pity that the two ended up ......

Xuanyuan felt a little pity for the talent of the two, and suddenly, there was a sound in front of him.