I slashed it with a sword, and the King Kong Cannon laughed.

"Where have you entered?" I opened my eyes to find that my sword had been missed, and it had forced a crack in the heavy iron door.

Seeing that the cadre was so sharp, his heart was overjoyed and confident, and he raised his hand again, and the chain wrapped around the beast-shaped copper ring was broken.

"Old Yu, your sword is sure to be real!" King Kong Cannon crouched down and looked at the broken chains that fell to the ground. Since the shopkeeper Lin of the Sanhuai market made an evaluation of Jiuyang Fuchen worth tens of millions, the King Kong Cannon has avoided it, and has used this ancient sword against the enemy before, but what he didn't expect is that the cadre is actually much more valuable than Jiuyang Fuchen.

I stepped forward with my sword in hand and approached the squirrel, who took a few steps back in horror.

"With this divine soldier, untie your shackles, and don't be presumptuous!" the cadre in my hand stretched out in front of the mouse. Although I judged that the rat was not vicious, I had to scare it first.

The rat looked at the commander in my hand in horror and nodded.

I didn't hesitate, my eyes wide was a sword. I'll have to look at this sword, or I'll probably be in chains or rat's heads.

The chain around the squirrel's neck fell, and I kept my sword out of its sheath, turning my eyes to the squirrel to prevent it from unloading and killing the donkey.

As soon as the confinement on the body was removed, the rat shook the golden retriever, roared to the sky, the sound was like a bell and implied sadness, and the sound was particularly loud in the almost closed tomb, and we all covered our ears or were dizzy from being shocked.

Eventually, the roar stopped, and the rat bent on all fours again, lying on its stomach, nodding at us.

"Scared me to death, but luckily this guy has a bit of a conscience. "The madness of the rat after he was first freed made King Kong Cannon a little worried.

"It's normal to be free after being trapped for so many years, and it's normal to vent. "I wanted to imitate the ancient swordsman to make a clean and neat sheath action, but after thinking about it, I still don't dare, this is not a joke. In the end, he aimed at the scabbard and slowly inserted it back.

"Is there a way out of this door?" I turned to look at the excited and shivering rats lying on their stomachs.

The rat nodded repeatedly.

"Come, take a hand!" I put my shoulder on the left side of the iron gate, and turned my eyes to King Kong Cannon and Murong Chasing the Wind. Seeing this, the two hurriedly stepped forward to help push the top.

"Squeak~~~" Just as the three of us grinned grasshoppers shook the tree, the iron door on the right side was gently pushed open by the rat with its front paws.

"Well, it's powerful, let's go in and have a look. "It turned out that the iron gate was dead and alive, I pushed the wrong object, and hurriedly spoke to distract the two of them to hide their embarrassment.

The group squeezed through the iron gate.

"Old Yu, this guy is more ** than you. The sight in front of him stunned King Kong Cannon.

The burial chamber is not spacious, only a few zhang square, and a white crystal coffin in the center. The burial objects are lined up on the left and right, and on the left side is a wooden bookshelf, which has been piled up for a long time, and scrolls and the like are scattered all over the ground. On the right side is a flat stone platform, and various Taoist utensils are placed in an orderly manner, although it is covered with dust, but the shape of the sword is still faintly visible.

"The person lying there should be the head of which sect, there must be disciples of the sect, and it is normal to have something to be buried after death. I said, pointing to the crystal coffin.

"There's no road here. The King Kong Cannon looked around carefully, but found no paths to the outside world or tunnels or the like.

I frowned slightly, and turned to look at the golden retriever lying on his stomach. The rat seemed to understand the meaning of my inquiry, and sprang out quickly, digging with his hands and feet on a stone wall directly north of the burial chamber, and the masonry splashed, revealing a huge circular pit in a moment, and although there was no light in the pit, the cold air from the outside still blew in. It is likely that this tunnel was the place where the rat had entered and exited, and was later blocked by the priest, otherwise it would not have been possible to have gray masonry in the stone wall.

After the tunnel was dug through, the rat did not jump out, but turned back to the burial chamber and stood next to the stone platform where the utensils were placed, its huge mouth opened sideways, and the chain that remained on its shoulder was lifted and shook its head violently.

In the splatters of blood, the chains that ran through his shoulders were pulled out by it. Blood gushed from two tea-cup holes on his left and right shoulders, and the pain in his heart made the rat kneel on all fours and tremble.

"Old Niu, take out all the Yunnan Baiyao!" I yelled and walked forward quickly. By this time I was completely sure that the rat had no intention of harming anyone.

King Kong Cannon quickly untied his backpack, "Old Yu, Yunnan Baiyao is in your bag." ”

I shrugged my shoulders, took off my backpack, took out Yunnan Baiyao, rubbed my frozen hands, and was about to apply medicine to the golden retriever rat, but I found that the blood that was gushing out a moment ago had stopped.

I held the medicine bottle and looked at the strange scene in front of me in confusion, and I really became a puzzled monk.

"Old Yu, why is it so cold over here?" the reacting King Kong Cannon followed. When I turned around, I found that this guy was full of white gas.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"You go to my side, it's hot. King Kong Cannon glanced at the rat lying on the ground, turned and ran back.

I walked to the other side of the tomb, where the temperature was much warmer than on the right, but it wasn't as hot as the King Kong Cannon said.

"Is this the combination of yin and yang?" I frowned. Between heaven and earth, yin and yang are mutually reinforcing, there is yang and no yin, there is yin and no yang, just like the sun and the moon alternate, one eliminates the other. How can there be a situation where yin and yang coexist here?

"You can't look at this, give it to me!" I lowered my head and thought hard, and the loud voice of the Vajra Cannon came from my ears, and when I looked up, I found that the Vajra Cannon was snatching something from Murong Chaifeng's hands.

I took a few steps forward and grabbed it, it turned out to be an ancient book made of silk, flipped through it, and hurriedly threw it out, "You can't read it either!"

It turned out that the one that Murong Chaifeng took out at random from the ancient books scattered under his feet turned out to be a picture of the Spring Palace of the Bed and the Spring Palace, which described the complementary technique of yin and yang, which was delicate and explicit, and some parts were painted quite realistically using detailed drawing techniques. I don't know what kind of painting materials are used, but they are still as vivid as ever after thousands of years. It seems that this Taoist priest should have practiced the evil art of yin and yang when he was alive.

"That ......," King Kong Cannon pointed to the scattered ancient books in an attempt to justify.

"Don't do this and that, quickly lead the good people over there to have a look, take away anything that catches your eye, and I'll deal with it here." I put down my backpack and squatted down.

"Didn't you say that you hurt yin virtue with dead people's things?"

"Take this exception, take all you like!" I grabbed an ancient paper book, which turned into powder after a long time.

"Great, I'll go see if there's a guy who can take advantage of it" King Kong Paomei's farts pulled Murong to chase the wind.

Cultivating evil arts, secretly burying Kunlun, destroying humanity, and occupying people's nests. Whose will he take such evil ways if he does not take him?

I lowered my head and looked at the ancient books scattered all over the place, the materials of the ancient books were different, the paper was written and could not be held at all, and it was broken when I got it, and several bundles of bamboo slips were also caught into powder by me. Only some silk textures are still preserved, but most of them are still yin and yang supplements, and I blushed and panted when I saw it.

"Ah, ha, hey......" What was the vajra cannon shouting near the stone platform where the sword utensils were placed on the right, I didn't have time to pay attention to him, I buried my head in rummaging through the ancient books I was interested in, and finally a copy of "The Secret Method of Stargazing" came into my eyes, I grabbed it and flipped through a few pages, and it turned out to be an ancient divination book that inferred everything in the world according to the changes in the stars in the sky. I carefully put it in my backpack as if I had found it. After rolling over for a while, he saw that there was really nothing to enter, so he clapped his hands and stood up.

"What are you doing!" I hurriedly shouted when I stood up and found that the King Kong Cannon was slashing down at the stone platform with a dark red ancient sword in his hand.

"Click!" I shouted late.

"TMD, why is it all wood!" muttered as the King Kong Cannon threw down the half-truncated sword in his hand.

I stepped forward quickly, only to see the wooden broken swords scattered all over the ground under the stone platform, and I was busy doing this after making the King Kong cannon for a long time.

I quickly squatted down and picked up one, pinched it and looked at it, and immediately cried and laughed, "What have you done?"

King Kong Cannon was stunned by what I said, "I want to see if there is anything as powerful as yours, who knows that these broken things are quite heavy to hold, and they are all wood!"

"My Jiuyang whisk dust is also wooden, why don't you smash it too. You take a closer look at the wood. ”

I pinched the trick and took a closer look, and found that the material of these broken swords should be made of peach wood that has grown for many years, and the qi is light purple, which seems to be a powerful magic weapon of the Stargazing Imperial Sword. After being buried for so many years without damage, all the ones that let the King Kong Cannon divide by two were cut off. Later, after reading the book "The Secret Method of Stargazing", I learned that the eleven peachwood swords that were cut off by the King Kong Cannon turned out to be the heavy treasure of the stargazing sect: the Twelve Flying Immortal Swords.

"The breath is not weak, but what's the use of being so easy to break?" King Kong Cannon quibbled.

"A lot of things are not as hard as possible, no matter how hard these peachwood swords are, they can't withstand you cutting stones" I didn't bother to reason with him, and looked down to see if there were any "survivors".

"All chopped?" The peachwood sword was of different lengths, and after looking for a long time, there was no one intact, and I raised my head.

"Seems to be. King Kong Cannon grinned widely.

"These peachwood swords are so strong, they must be easy to use to drive away evil spirits and chase ghosts, you are good, they are all cut off. I stood up in regret.

"You said it earlier. "This time, I regretted the King Kong Cannon.

"There's another one here!" Murong Chaifeng, who was standing next to her, cowardly stretched out her hand, and a palm-sized peachwood sword appeared on her palm. It is estimated that it is the girl's heart, looking small and cute, and thinking it is fun to steal.

"From now on, it's your magic weapon. I grabbed it and put it in the hand of the King Kong Cannon in a huff.

"Ah~~~?" King Kong Cannon pinched the small wooden sword in his hand with two fingers.

"Let's go, you're going to die. I said as I picked up my backpack and called out to the white wolf.

"This is for you, my old cow still doesn't believe in this evil. As he spoke, he stuffed the small wooden sword in his hand to Murong Chaifeng, and strode towards the white crystal coffin parked in the middle of the tomb.

"Old Niu, what do you want to do, don't mess with the coffin. I shouted.

"Good things are usually in coffins, and maybe there is a sword. As he spoke, he lifted the hard qigong and lifted the lid of the crystal coffin.

"Hey, what is this? Old Yu, come and see the aliens. ”