Chapter 112: The Tomb's Horror

Somewhere around a few miles away from Yang Fan and others, two old men in their seventies stood on the wilderness hillside, facing the night wind, walking in the gloomy and terrifying Ghost Corpse Mountain, looking at leisurely strolling in the garden.

One of the old men had a childish face, wearing a moonlit robe, elegant and calm. From this moment, his face could imagine his romantic and elegant appearance when he was young. It is worth mentioning that the elegant old man wore a unique ring that shone in the moonlight on his slender fingers.

Another old man was wearing a gray robe, wrinkled face and gray beard. He seemed to be a little staggering when walking, but there was an indescribable majesty in his expression. A ray of light flashed in his dim eyes, which was enough to make the ghosts around him tremble and retreat.

No matter from any perspective, the appearance of two elderly people in their seventies in the depths of the Ghost Corpse Mountain and their leisurely appearance is enough to prove their unusualness.

"Looking at the current progress, everything is as you plan to say. The three generations of your 'Yuewu Villa' have successfully found the location of the Thousand Years' tomb and led the fat ghost path here."

The old man in gray robe whispered, his eyes seemingly dull, but there is a distant meaning, as if he has seen a very far place.

"Haha, the plan is even more perfect than I thought. The three generations of children in my villa have not suffered many casualties, and they have successfully killed the evil spirit and a two hundred-year-old iron armored zombie."

The elegant old man smiled slightly, and his tone was a bit complacent.

"Hmph, if it weren't for the fact that Yang Yaoshi came out from nowhere, your visit to Yuwu Villa would probably not be so easy." The old man in gray robe sneered.

"Old man Yang, you really don't know the identity of that young pharmacist? Don't you feel familiar when you see him?"

The elegant old man smiled happily and looked at the old man in gray robe with a different meaning.

"What? He...is he..."

The old man in gray robe stared into the distance, his eyes suddenly froze, looking in disbelief.

The elegant old man said sarcastically: "It is really not easy for Yangjiabao to have such talent. If this plan was not your promise of profit, how could I let the three generations of children in the villa take the risk of finding a thousand-year tomb, and help you intercept the fat ghost with great strength..."

The old man in gray robe looked dark and sighed: "You and I are also a tacit friendship. Although there have been frequent small frictions between 'Yangjiabao' and 'Yuwu Villa' for many years, if one party encounters a crisis, the other party will not sit idly by. Now, I only have more than ten years of life left. If some crises are not erased, it will definitely leave endless troubles to my descendants of 'Yangjiabao'. Now is the time when the fat ghost path is the lowest and the weakest. How can I miss this opportunity?"

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"Since I have seen it, then those who see it will have a share."

The fat-faced Taoist priest's cold eyes swept across the audience, and finally frozen in the gap of the mountain bag, with a ray of greed in his eyes.

Chu Qiuran's face was gloomy and sunny. This trip to the thousand-year tomb was a trial task personally assigned by the ancestor of the family. Even his father and other elders attached great importance to this matter and no mistakes should be allowed.

"Who? I secretly secretly and let me know!"

The fat-faced Taoist priest suddenly shouted loudly, and an invisible spiritual pressure arose, and a cold light burst out from his eyes, frozen in a certain weed-covered mountain bag like a poisonous snake.

Hearing this, everyone looked sideways and looked in the direction of the fat-faced Taoist priest.

Swish!

A pretty woman in a palace outfit floated out of the other side of the mountain bag, sighed softly, and saluted: "Senior Lingju is very good, and he actually discovered the existence of a lowly concubine. Junior Chu Qin, this is polite."

This woman in the palace dress was the mid-stage female cultivator Yang Fan met while flying with his sword last night. At that time, Yang Fan, as the demon Shi Qianhan, shocked the woman for a while with his powerful spiritual realm.

At this moment, when Yang Fan saw this woman appear, his face was calm and calm, as if he had known that the other party was lurking in the dark.

"Aunt... it's you?"

Chu Qiuran's expression changed slightly, and the other children of Yuwu Villa also changed their colors and saluted them one after another.

"I've seen the master!"

"See senior!"

When Chu Yuyan saw the woman in the palace, she immediately became happy and said kindly: "Aunt, are you here too?"

"Hmph, what is your intention to follow these juniors to the "Ghost Corpse Mountain"? This is a special period at this moment and I almost ignore your existence."

The fat-faced Taoist priest stared at Chu Qin, a woman in the palace dress, and said indifferently.

Chu Qin was wearing a palace outfit, and her graceful figure was particularly beautiful and conspicuous in the night. A wry smile appeared on her pretty face: "Senior is suspicious. As a second-generation elder, I am secretly following these juniors. Naturally, I am responsible for examining their trial process. If I encounter some emergency situations, I can also take action at any time. Does the senior think that my Yuwu Villa will allow these elite children to enter the forbidden area of ​​the "Ghost Corpse Mountain" without taking some protective measures?"

The fat-faced Taoist priest stared at her for a moment, and the surroundings were silent, and the three generations of children dared not say anything. The woman in the palace dress was looked at by him, and she felt uncomfortable all over.

As a small pharmacist, Yang Fan was inconspicuous in the crowd. At this moment, he tried his best to restrain his breath and activate the dead wood Technique to avoid the fat-faced Taoist priest seeing some clues. Intuition told him that the fat-faced Taoist priest was definitely a dangerous person, and was a little stronger than any cultivator in the concentrating stage he had ever seen. It was just that he could not be sure that the other party had entered the foundation-building stage.

If this fat-faced Taoist priest is a foundation-building cultivator, even if the power of all the monks on the field is not necessarily able to win. Of course, it is impossible for the other party to kill all the people in Yuwu Villa.

Among the people on the field, Hu Fei dared to show naked hostility to the fat-faced Taoist priest, and sometimes bared his teeth and waving his hands, looking crazy.

The fat-faced Taoist priest looked at this boy's madness without seeing it, pondered for a moment, and said, "I believe what you said for the time being. However, although you discovered the location of this thousand-year tomb first, since I am present, I will naturally get a share of the benefits."

Chu Qinqian smiled: "Since the senior is present, we can naturally enter the tomb with us."

The fat-faced Taoist priest nodded and said coldly: "The ugly words are ahead. If any of you dare to retreat temporarily or return to the 'Yuewu Villa' to report the news, don't blame me for being ruthless."

After saying that, the fat-faced Taoist priest swept the monks on the side of Yuwu Villa with cold eyes.

Yang Fan was swept by the other party's eyes, and in just a moment, his body felt like a bone-like chill, and his blood seemed to have frozen.

With his late stage of concentration and his cultivation of Qi Refining, this is the case, let alone other cultivators with weaker cultivation.

Suddenly, everyone on the field was silent, and only Chu Qin and Chu Qiuran could maintain their superficial calmness. As for Hu Fei's crazy 25, it naturally cannot be measured by common sense.

"What I said is that this thousand-year-old tomb is definitely extremely dangerous. If you take action, we can be more confident."

Chu Qin smiled and said respectfully.

"Hmph, you know what you know. I don't want to start a big killing now."

The fat-faced Taoist priest fell from the sky, and the black mist that seemed to be shadow disappeared.

When he landed on the ground, he seemed to be like an ordinary monk, but no one on the field dared to look down on him even if there was any trace of contempt.

"You sent some people to dig this gap. This Taoist has just visited with its spiritual sense. This is a thousand-year-old tomb. However, in the tomb, there is a very heavy yin and cold energy, and there are some strange situations. Even the spiritual sense of this Taoist can only be explored by more than ten feet."

The fat-faced Taoist priest said calmly and began to issue orders openly.

Chu Qin winked at Chu Qiuran, and soon, Yuwu Villa sent some three generations of children to dig along the gap.

"Senior, if some zombies jump out like before during the digging process..."

Chu Qiuran looked at the fat-faced Taoist priest and said vaguely.

"Don't worry, this path's spiritual sense can monitor that location at any time. If a zombie or ghost appears, it will naturally warn you."

The fat-faced Taoist priest said calmly.

The fat-faced Taoist priest was not sure about this thousand-year tomb, so he had to temporarily form ally with the monks of Yuwu Villa. As for the final sharing of interests, no one could guarantee whether there would be any accidents.

Yang Fan was beside him, silent and looked surprised. He had entered the omniscient mode and could explore the situation of dozens of feet of space under the tomb.

As for the spiritual sense, he did not dare to move it at all, so as not to let the fat-faced Taoist priest discover it.

The excavation process was very smooth. The tools used by these immortal cultivators were all magical tools. They could easily crush stones and other objects under the infusion of magic power.

After a while, a staircase with layers of white bones appeared in front of everyone, and a sinister and rotten aura came.

Under the reflection of the moonlight, these layers of white bones contain the head, torso, limbs and other bone components of the human body, exuding a sensation of death.

Such a scene is simply a place to bury bones, which makes people creepy.

However, the fat-faced Taoist priest had a calm face, with a few smiles on his lips, and his eyes were patrolling the bone parts, flashing with strange light.

"Send someone to explore the way."

The fat-faced Taoist priest ordered again, his tone was extremely cold.

Chu Qiuran waved his hand and asked the two children in the Qi Refining Stage to go down.

The two children looked at each other, and their eyes showed a look of fear, but they did not dare to disobey and could only walk down the steps side by side.

Crunch~ Crunch~

Stepping on the bones, a strange sound made, which sounded in this dead and gloomy scene, adding a little fear and uneasiness to the unknown.

Um ~~

Suddenly, a low sound seemed to come from the depths of the tomb.

"ah!"

These two children in the Qi Refining Stage were immediately scared to death, and their feces and urine flowed, and they fell to the ground.

At the same time, at the moment the sound sounded, Yang Fan felt another wave of restlessness and excitement in the Nine Nether Demonic Aura in his body.

Clam! Clam! Clam! Clam!
Chapter completed!