Although being ignored by a snake made her unhappy, at the moment she would rather be a little shorter and have a weaker existence.
"It seems to like you very much." Qi Huan wasn't sure if his eyes were wrong. If so, the snake's expression should be called flattering... A snake should "show" that expression. What
"Well." Mo Ye reached out and patted the snake's head, then looked back at Qi Huan, "Let's go." After saying that, he walked around the pool and continued to walk forward.
Qi Huan also wanted to move forward. The key was that she only took a step. The snake swept over with one look and immediately set her in place. "Are you sure it won't eat me on a whim?"
"Don't worry, if I were it, it would never eat you."
"why?"
"I'm afraid it will be indigestion."
Seeing Mo Ye walking forward, the snake seemed to be ready to follow, but the small tomb was not enough for it to use, so under Qi Huan's gaze, Teng Snake shrank like a balloon that suddenly deflated. A small silver snake about the size of a thumb.
Teng Snake didn't seem to like spending time with the little fox, so it ran directly to Qi Huan's shoulder and coiled up. Qi Huan, who was a little bit against these crooked creatures, was completely scared and lost his temper this time.
She wanted to reason with this snake. The key is to listen to it. It's such a big one, once you make it angry, it's not a matter of eating it with one mouth. After thinking about it, Qi Huan decided Better not to mess with it.
"Isn't there any restriction here?" After walking for a long time, Qi Huan didn't encounter any danger. This seems to be quite different from the scene she imagined. It doesn't mean that ordinary cultivators will destroy their tombs after death. Just like the city of machines, at least there should be some kind of prohibition in it that will kill people if you touch it.
"How many restrictions do you want to encounter?" Mo Ye said, raising his hand to break the invisible restriction in front of him. It's not that there are no restrictions here. In fact, the ancient monks' tombs have many scary restrictions, and many of the restrictions are the hard work of their lifelong research. Except for them who are already lying in the coffin, no one can solve it.
This is why they built the tomb in such an obvious place, but almost no one dared to break in. It's not that the life is too long. Although there are definitely many treasures in it, no one can take the things in the tomb and go out safely.
"I just want to see and see." Of course, it would be better not to take risks, but she was really curious about the power of those ancient prohibitions that were respected by the master.
Mo Ye didn't speak, but took out a spirit stone from the storage ring and threw it forward. The spirit stone flew not far, and seemed to encounter some obstacle in the air. ' opened, and then an intact spiritual stone disappeared in front of Qi Huan's eyes.
"Why is it gone?" Qi Huan was surprised, she didn't even see how the spirit stone disappeared.
"It's turned into gas." Mo Ye said calmly, but Qi Huan was sweating profusely, vaporized? Not so exaggerated! "Do you still need to know more?" Mo Ye raised his eyebrows and asked deliberately.
"No, no, you keep walking." Qi Huan slowed down as he said that, what a joke, of course she would walk behind in such a dangerous place, God knows how many such terrifying restrictions are ahead. At the same time, Qi Huan was also very curious, how Mo Ye broke the ban, obviously she didn't see what Mo Ye did at all.
The two of them walked through the narrow tomb passage. The walls of the tomb passage were covered with colorful paintings. I don't know how many years they existed, but they still haven't lost their color. Qi Huan looked at the patterns depicted on it curiously.
The protagonist above is a man who can't see his face. The man wears a blood-red "color" very bewitching mask on his face. The mask is very familiar to Qi Huan. She only saw another man wearing it not long ago. The patterns above are almost all battles between men and other people, which are cruel and bloody, but the winner every time is the man with the mask, and the last one is the scene where he splits the sky and soars.
The scene of the robbery that day is very grand. Just looking at this painting, Qi Huan can feel how terrifying it will be when the thunder falls. How much blood was on his hands to make such a terrifying thunder fall from the sky.
"What are you looking at?" Mo Ye didn't know when he came behind Qi Huan, and saw her staring at the masked man on the mural, holding a golden sword without blades, and wearing a bloody battle armor.
"It looks like an acquaintance..." It's really similar, whether it's the mask on his face or the sword in his hand, if he puts on that armor, he's completely alone. But how is this possible, the owner of this tomb should have been soaring for many years, it is absolutely impossible to be the same person as the masked man. Although I don't know what he used to build this tomb, probably the ancient monks were like ancient emperors, and they liked to repair the tomb first when they were alive.
"Let's go, it's coming soon." Mo Ye, who was behind Qi Huan, flashed a strange light in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth rose.
"Oh." Looking at the man on the mural again, Qi Huan still felt that something was wrong. However, Mo Ye kept urging, so Qi Huan had to keep up with his footsteps and continue to move forward.
After walking forward for less than a hundred meters, Qi Huan followed Mo Ye through a blue water curtain, and in a blink of an eye, she came to a small cave. There are ice-blue and transparent crystals everywhere. Those crystals have neither spiritual power fluctuations nor coldness. They don't look like spirit stones or ice. Qi Huan can't recognize what it is.
But it wasn't the crystals that caught her attention, it was what was inside the huge intact crystal in the center of the cave. There was actually a skeleton in the blue and transparent crystal, a blood-red skeleton. That red is too coquettish, and it is faintly black, like the color left after the blood has dried up.
"This is… "
"Bone armor." Mo Ye looked at the skeleton with a look of nostalgia in his eyes. The bone armor only appeared in the era when the ancient monks existed, and the refining process has long been lost, but it is said that the strength of the bone armor is determined by the strength of the original owner of the bone.
"You're here for this?" Although Qi Huan had never heard of bone armor, it looked very strange, and it didn't look like it would be used by a righteous person. This color "color" is very similar to the blood-red "color" armor that the man on the mural just wore, so it shouldn't be the same thing. Thinking of the feeling of wearing a human skeleton on his body, Qi Huan couldn't help trembling all over.
"Yeah." Mo Ye was still standing there, although he saw what he wanted for this trip, he didn't get it right away.
"Why don't you take it?"
"It's not the time yet." Mo Ye raised his head and glanced at the top of the cave. The cave was not completely closed. Although the top of the cave was completely covered by blue crystals, there was still light entering. Mo Ye guessed in his heart that if he told Qi Huan that this was the place where the Demon Refining and Killing Tribulation took place, I wondered how she would look.