"Is this door?"

Sisi looked at the iron gate and showed a thoughtful look, but after a while, she said, "I remember that the tunnel below our house was actually dug up to bury the ground line when the Changsheng Cultivate was building the base station of Huangsha Ancient City. My father was in charge of the tunnel planning at that time. The reason why he built the house here was to use this tunnel in case of future needs!"

Yan Ning was delighted when he heard this. A minute ago, he was still worried about being unable to dig the authentic things, but he didn't expect that the authentic immortal sect had already dig for them.

He hurriedly called Jiang Wujue down, and after explaining the situation, he stepped forward and wanted to open the iron door.

But his door never expected that after opening the iron door, what everyone saw was a cold wall.

"This..." Yan Ning was stunned and looked at Sisi in confusion.

"Our room is actually the lounge guarded by the Changsheng Cult before. Later, the ground line was buried, and the door of the lounge was blocked." Sisi said.

Jiang Wujue smiled disdainfully and stepped forward and said, "It's a piece of cake, look at me!"

The handprints in Jiang Wujue's hand changed. Suddenly he raised his foot and stomped his foot. A giant gossip pattern suddenly appeared on the ground. Jiang Wujue shouted: "Gen Gate covered the mountain, open!"

As Jiang Wujue read out his mantra, the wall in front of the few people turned like quicksand. Yan Ning stepped forward and touched it a little, and the entire wall completely collapsed, revealing the long passage inside that no one had stepped on for many years.

"Wu Jue, it's OK." Yan Ning snapped his fingers.

Jiang Wujue stopped and the walls that had become quicksand returned to their original appearance. Sisi went up curiously, but she felt extremely hard.

"It's so amazing..." Sisi worshipped.

"Hehe, that's normal!" Jiang Wujue immediately became proud.

Seeing this, Xiu Jiayun couldn't help but say, "That... I suddenly felt that my master's tricks were too complicated. He controlled the golden needle and fought with the enemy. It was better for Brother Wu Jue to stand in place and stomp his feet and sing, and then he solved the enemy!"

When Yan Ning heard this, he was almost so angry that he spit out an old blood. Others cried and shouted to join the Wumen. This little brat is so good. Just seeing Gongliang's tricks, he wants to change jobs!

Jiang Wujue was praised by Sisi and Xiu Jiayun, and couldn't help but feel gloomy and said with a sneer: "Brother Yan Ning, it seems that you have to show your true strength, otherwise this kid might have rebelled against his master at any time!"

"Hmph!" Yan Ning said with a stern face, "If this is true, I will kill this kid now!"

Xiu Jiayun couldn't help but shivered when he heard Yan Ning's words. He knew that his words really made Yan Ning angry. He turned his eyes and hurriedly ran to Yan Ning to apologize and even wanted to massage Yan Ning's back and shoulders. Yan Ning could not resist the kid's wickedness and quickly forgave him.

However, Xiu Jiayun also understood that although he was owed his mouth, he would rather not say anything about Wumen in the future. Otherwise, if Yan Ning was really angry, his life would be lost.

Yan Ning glanced at the long tunnel, turned around and said to Sisi, "Sisi, Jiayun, you can protect everyone here, Wu Jue and I will go in and take a look."

"You guys be careful." Sisi said worriedly.

Yan Ning laughed: "Don't worry, Wu Jue is still a young man, why are you willing to die with me? We will definitely come back."

Seeing that the scene was out of control again, Jiang Wujue quickly pushed Yan Ning and got into the tunnel with him.

The authenticity was very dark. Not long after the two of them walked in, they were all left with their feet. After Xiu Jiayun could not see the two, he closed the iron gate.

Yan Ning took out a flashlight from the Sumeru Ring. He had already prepared such items in the Sumeru Ring. The two of them followed the passage and walked eastward.

Sisi is right. This tunnel was left by the Changsheng Cult when he built the Huangsha Ancient City. The traces of manual excavation are obvious. Every time you walk a dozen steps, you can see an oil lamp, but there is no wick in the oil lamp.

The tunnel was not long. Yan Ning and Jiang Wujue walked for a short time. Thinking that they had probably arrived around the base station, they raised their heads to find the hole they had left.

“There is light ahead.”

Suddenly, Jiang Wujue patted Yan Ning on the back and pointed at the front and said.

Yan Ning looked closely and there was indeed a trace of light in front of him. It seemed that there should be an exit there.

When the two walked forward, Jiang Wujue suddenly felt something strange that he had stepped on. He frowned and asked Yan Ning to look at the soles of his feet with a flashlight. Unexpectedly, after this, they saw bones all over the ground!

It turned out that this road came, and the sides of the passage were almost filled with corpses. Because these corpses had been killed for many years, they had been gnawed by the mice in the passage, leaving only the thick white bones.

Yan Ning squatted down and checked, and found that the skeletons did not have obvious fatal injuries, and they should not have been killed.

Then, Jiang Wujue made a judgment: "These people... are probably the common people who built the Huangsha Ancient City for the Changsheng Cult. Look, their lumbar spine was seriously deformed, and they must have done a lot of hard work during their lifetime, but their bones were not old, but they died without any scars..."

"They are all exhausted." Yan Ning sighed.

Jiang Wujue nodded and his mood became heavier.

The reason why Yan Ning failed to smell the corpse qi was because these bones had been dry for many years and the tunnel had air outlets, so the corpse qi had long been completely dissipated.

Those ghosts who died unjustly have been treated by the Changsheng Sect. They are either directly saved by others and enter the underworld, or they are simply destroyed to prevent future troubles. According to the consistent style of the Changsheng Sect, it is probably much more likely that the latter is.

"If we can drive the Changsheng Cult from the ancient city of Huangsha, then let someone bury you all." Yan Ning said this to the bones on the ground and continued to move forward.

The two of them walked to the bright light and looked up and saw a manhole cover less than one square meter. According to the distance, it is probably that the outside of the manhole cover is the inside of the base station.

Yan Ning told Jiang Wujue not to rush out, but to listen to the movements outside in the tunnel. After a while, there was no sound on the manhole cover. Yan Ning then called Jiang Wujue and asked him to quietly release the seal around the manhole cover.

Jiang Wujue softened the seal around the manhole cover. Yan Ning easily pushed open the manhole cover, then jumped out, turned around and reached out to Jiang Wujue, pulling him out too.

"Where is this...woo!"
Chapter completed!