Lin Jiusheng didn't have much right to speak. After a few people agreed, the others nodded in agreement.
He didn't have any opinion on this, after all, his own strength was placed here.
Since the three of the Huayu faction did this kind of thing, it must have been sneaky. If they encounter something good, Lin Jiusheng will naturally fight for it.
When the time comes, all these guys will be silenced, and who will know that he did this thing.
Thinking of this, Lin Jiusheng's mouth showed a smile.
"Well, since all fellow daoists have agreed to this matter, it should not be too late to leave." Mu Chen said.
He quickly led everyone to the tomb. When he walked in, Lin Jiusheng looked at the tomb for a long time. The tomb was far beyond his imagination.
This tomb is so big that a mountain peak was hollowed out to make the tomb. It is estimated that it is very uneven.
More than a dozen people went into the tomb. Mu Chen was obviously not here for the first time. He took us into the tomb in a light car.
After walking for ten minutes, Mu Chen stopped, his face became serious, and he turned around and said, "Dear fellow Taoists, I have been here before, but I have only been to this place. I didn’t have the place in front. I have been here, please be cautious."
"I will understand." The monk headed nodded.
Judging from the current situation, a few of them should have come to the center of the tomb, where the Zong Xiu realm should have died, but now it seems that they did not see the Zong Xiu realm monk's coffin.
Because of Wanyue, Lin Jiusheng is far more sensitive to Yin Qi than others. When he comes here, he feels a strong Yin Qi, and there is also a cold Yin wind.
"I'm afraid it's not peaceful here." Lin Jiusheng muttered to himself.
Just when he was thinking about it, there was a sneer of dry laughter from all around, and the ears that these voices reached were obviously a little harsh.
Suddenly the cold wind blows, and there is a whirring wind around, and then several figures suddenly rushed over the top of their heads.
"Not good! It's the corpse of heavenly bronze!" Mu Chen said in a condensed voice, slapped at the slapped ghost and corpse.
Lin Jiusheng has already noticed the unusualness of these ghosts, every ghost has
The strength of Emperor Xiujing.
It seems that the Huayu School attaches great importance to the tomb here, no wonder the three of Mu Chen take risks. It seems that the things in this tomb are extraordinary.
Lin Jiusheng didn't reveal his original strength to the ghosts coming at him. Instead, he showed an extremely strenuous appearance. Under the attack of the ghosts, his body kept receding back.
As the ghosts attacked more and more fiercely, Lin Jiusheng retreated more and more, looking invincible.
The cultivators of Wang Xiujing around him were like that, and there were ten ghosts and corpses rushing over.
Only two monks of Wang Xiujing barely dealt with one. Fortunately, among the fifteen people, there were five monks of Emperor Xiujing. With the cooperation of ten monks of Wang Xiujing, ten ghosts and corpses were completely resolved.
However, at a high price, the three monks of Wang Xiujing were killed by ghosts.
The weapon Lin Jiusheng used was a local flying sword. He didn't use the Sky Sword to come out, just to hide his strength and be a low-key man.
"The ten ghost corpses in the early stage of imperial repair are really powerful. It seems that, like the legend, there are experts in the Huayu School who will refine ghosts." A monk in the realm of imperial repair said.
"This kind of ghost corpse is not easy to refine, but it is possible to put ten ghost corpses here, which attaches great importance to this Tomb Flower Feather Sect." The other monk agreed.
As for the three monks who died, the rest of them didn't take it seriously, as if these three had nothing to do with them.
Seeing that Lin Jiusheng, with the lowest cultivation level, was still running around alive, it made them a little surprised.
These three people who died were all in the late Wang Xiu stage. Lin Jiusheng survived in the middle Wang Xiu stage. Although he looked a little embarrassed, he did not suffer any injuries by accident.
"It seems that Daoist Zhang Niu's luck is not so good." Mu Chen said.
"It's also thanks to the high speed of your seniors to avoid being besieged by ghosts, otherwise I'm afraid I will follow the three of them." Lin Jiusheng said humbly.
Hearing Lin Jiusheng's words, several other people chuckled lightly, and didn't take him to heart. It seemed that Lin Jiusheng was just having better luck.
"These ten ghost corpses are in the early stage of Emperor Cultivation Realm. It is also a great help to take them out. I don't know if this thing can be recovered." The emperor Cultivation Cultivator next to him asked.
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"No! The refining of these ten ghosts is extremely complicated. If you want to use them for yourself, you must cut off their soul thoughts, but once they cut off their soul thoughts, they will inevitably be known by those who refine the ghosts, and they will be involved. Trouble." Mu Chen said.
They don't want to be tracked by the high-level Huayu faction because of the greed of these people, and they will only be tracked down to their heads. In this way, the gain will not be worth the loss.
After hearing this, these people sighed in decline, and the ten imperial cultivation realm ghosts gave up, which really made them a little reluctant.
After the ghosts were gone, twelve people quickly walked toward the front. The tomb was extremely large, and ten ghosts were the last guardians.
Soon a lot of potholes appeared in front of you. These potholes were like a room, and as soon as they stepped in, there was a bitter cold.
The only regret is that after walking through so many potholes, I haven't seen the coffin of Zongxiu Realm.
"Underground fist, elephant fist!"
A monk Wang Xiujing said, his face showed excitement, and he found an underground boxing technique as soon as he entered.
The secrets of underground products are extremely difficult to find, especially among the third-rate sects. The general monks are mainly practicing secret top-level secret books, and the techniques of underground products are relatively rare.
The cultivators showed a trace of envy for this, and no one else said anything. It was just a fist technique, so that they would not kill each other now.
There are quite a few things in these caves.
But Lin Jiusheng obviously didn't look good at these things, and he was behind him again, and before he could get anything, he was snatched by others.
Compared with Wang Xiujing's excitement, Lin Jiusheng's attitude seemed very plain, and these things could not enter his eyes.
Especially when I saw a lot of good things in Tiandi Pavilion, my horizons widened a lot.
For a time, I lost half of my interest in this tomb.
For more than an hour, Lin Jiusheng was empty in his hands, unlike the other eleven people, who held more or less things in his hands.
Regarding this, the other monks showed their expressions as they should. After all, Lin Jiusheng's cultivation base is the lowest, so these things are not worthy of him to fight for.
Most of the people who took things were monks in the Wang Xiu realm, and the Huang Xiu realm naturally didn't like these things.
(End of this chapter)