The cold wind howled, and dust rose from the grassless hillside.
A group of six people moved forward along the mountain col, covered in the cold light of the stars and the moon, braving the wind.
The leading middle-aged man is Zeng Xunlong, a well-known gold-touching captain in China. The other five young men were all his disciples, and they followed him around the country to rob tombs, forming a gang.
An hour later, Zeng Xunlong and his five disciples came to a mountain col. On both sides of the col are gray hillsides, but in front is a majestic snow-capped peak.
The wind disappears here.
"We're almost there, Yan Zong, please sprinkle some powder on the ground." Zeng Xunlong said.
The young man whose wrist was pinched by Ning Tao then took out a bag from his backpack, tilted the mouth of the bag, and walked quickly, spreading powder as he walked. He is Yan Zong, the most ruthless among the disciples around Zeng Xunlong, and he is also very neat in doing things. The powder he sprinkled was not incense ash or lime powder, but fluorescent powder.
Once the fluorescent powder is sprinkled, no one will follow. You can tell by shining a light on the ground.
"Let's go." Zeng Xunlong took his five disciples and walked towards the snow peak at the end of the mountain col.
Outside the mountain col, a man, a woman and a dog followed.
When they were approaching the entrance of the mountain col, Roaring Sky Dog's nose twitched: "Dad, they scattered something on the ground."
"What?" Ning Tao asked.
Roaring Sky Dog said: "I don't know, it's a bit like... the smell of fluorescent tubes."
It doesn't know about fluorescent powder, but after digging through so many trash cans, it has smelled the smell of fluorescent tubes, so it can briefly describe it.
Ning Tao said: "It's fluorescent powder. It's not yet certain that these guys don't have anyone to respond. Let's go over from the hillside."
Bottom of the col.
Zeng Xunlong stopped in an open space and stretched out a hand.
Yan Zong then handed a dragon-seeking disk to Zeng Xunlong's hand, while another disciple Wang Xing was on standby with a dragon-seeking ruler.
Zeng Xunlong walked forward holding the dragon-seeking plate, constantly changing directions. As he walked, he said: "Looking for dragons, you must look at the entangled mountain. Each entanglement is a layer of barriers. If there are thousands of locks on the door, there must be princes living here." If there is no portal in front of you, most gods will have to offer sacrifices before digging, and there will be a water gate to open the entrance."
"Master, the Dragon Seeking Technique you taught me didn't include these two sentences. This is..." Yan Zong looked confused.
Zeng Xunlong said: "That is an ordinary prince's tomb, this is a temple, it is a tomb of gods. You guys are lucky enough to follow me to do this business. That is the blessing you have earned in your previous life. These last two sentences, you It doesn’t matter whether you remember it or not, I guess you won’t need it in your life.”
Several disciples nodded, indicating that they had been taught.
Zeng Xunlong stopped under a mountain wall and dug away the snow with his feet, revealing a gray-black rock. There are some strange lines on the surface of the rock that look like blood vessels in the human body. He looked at it carefully, then placed the dragon-seeking plate next to it, and then took out a map that looked very old from his backpack to look at it.
A few disciples came together. Zeng Xunlong rarely made any moves, and when he did, he was looking for a big tomb. For these disciples, this was undoubtedly a good opportunity to learn.
The ancient map had rolling peaks drawn on it. There was an underground river flowing through the peaks, and a palace-like building was drawn on one of the peaks. Next to the palace-like building were written several ancient Chinese characters: Shanzhong Temple.
Zeng Xunlong quickly determined something. He waved to a disciple: "Kneel on this stone and kowtow nine times."
The disciple knelt down and carved his head on the rock honestly.
Boom, boom, boom…
Zeng Xunlong suddenly pulled out a hunting knife from his waist. Holding it in his right hand, he went around the disciple's neck and pulled it out fiercely. At the same time, he grabbed the disciple's hair and pulled his head back, kneeling Then freeze the disciple's back and prevent him from moving.
Blood spurted out from the neck of the disciple whose throat was cut, and spilled onto the gray-black rock.
Several disciples were frightened and retreated hurriedly.
Zeng Xunlong said in a deep voice: "Don't panic! I didn't recite those two sentences just now in vain. If there is no door in front of you, most gods will come. You must sacrifice before digging. There is a water gate leading to the entrance. We want to enter It's called a temple, but it's actually a tomb of gods. You have to sacrifice before digging. If you don't sacrifice, we won't be able to get in. After doing this business, you won't have to worry about it for the rest of your life. ”
Several disciples were temporarily stabilized, and they were not the ones who died. If one of them died, they would get a bigger share. This was nothing they couldn't accept.
The disciple whose throat was cut struggled for two times and then stopped. The blood spurted from his neck fell on the rock and flowed along the strange lines on the rock. The strange thing was that he spurted a lot of blood. But the lines on the rocks are never filled up. His blood seemed to have flowed somewhere, but it was a pity that it could not be seen.
On the hillside to the left at the end of the mountain col, Ning Tao watched quietly as Zeng Xunlong killed and bled his disciples. He couldn't hear Zeng Xunlong's voice, but the roaring dog standing next to him acted as a live broadcaster for him and Qing Zhui.
"... If there is no portal in front of you, most gods will come and you will be immortals. You have to sacrifice before digging, and there is a water gate leading to the entrance. What we want to enter is said to be a temple, but in fact it is the tomb of gods..." Ordinary dogs can hear it in advance The slight vibration in the ground warns the owner before an earthquake comes, let alone the roaring dog that has been refined by the Tengu Cauldron. Not to mention Zeng Xunlong's voice, it could clearly hear even one of the disciples farting quietly.
Qing Zhui's eyes were cold: "That guy is really cruel. He killed his own disciple for sacrifice. I won't have so many worries when I kill him later."
Ning Tao said: "The Immortal Tomb, it seems that there is a cultivator immortal or demon immortal buried in this mountain, but I don't know who it is. Don't rush to do anything when you go in later. There will probably be a magic circle inside, so let's go first Those grave robbers went to test the waters."
"Yeah." Qing Zhui responded.
Ning Tao secretly said in his heart: "I didn't expect that there is an immortal tomb here. Did Zhu Hongyu come to find this immortal tomb back then?"
At this moment, Zeng Xunlong kicked the dead disciple away.
Click click click…
A series of sounds of mechanism sounds came from the mountain wall, and the mountain wall also sank. It was actually not a mountain jade, but a boulder dozens of meters high and dozens of meters wide.
In the blink of an eye, a dark hole was revealed, only big enough for one person to pass through.
"You, go in, and the others will follow." Zeng Xunlong gave the order.
The disciple who was ordered to attack bravely climbed into the cave entrance and walked inside with a flashlight. The other three disciples also followed in. Zeng Xunlong was the last one to go in, and he dragged in the body of the disciple he killed.
On the hillside on the left, a man, a woman and a dog sprinted towards the exposed cave entrance of the mountain col.
The yellow pastoral dog ran while chanting: "ABCD... EF... SB..."
This is how academic masters are made.
As soon as Ning Tao, Qing Zhui and Roaring Sky Dog entered the cave, the boulders behind them slowly rose up, blocking the entrance. Ning Tao is not under any pressure at all. Even if he can't find the exit or the mechanism to open the door, he can go back by opening a convenient door. And if this place is suitable, he can even transform it into his second cave.
The body of the young man whose throat was cut was thrown into the narrow passage, and the smell of blood filled the air.
Ning Tao didn't rush to catch up. He took out the Eclipse Blade and inserted it into the corpse's mouth. Spiritual power was injected into the blade, and some voices soon appeared in his mind.
"Don't kill me... don't..."
"Mom, I'm going on a long trip. After finishing this business, I will take you to the city to retire and live a good life..."
"Master, a commission of 100 million, who is so generous..."
These sounds are residual soul memories, which can also be understood as brain waves. As long as the brain cells are not completely rotten, the eclipse blade can activate the brain cells through spiritual power and obtain brain waves.
This young man had just died, and his entire brain was not completely dead yet. Various information was pouring into Ning Tao's brain continuously. Although he could only hear sounds at the moment, it was enough for him to understand some of the situation.
Someone hired this group of tomb robbers at a huge price and provided them with a map. Unfortunately, in his memory, Zeng Xunlong did not tell him who his employer was. To put it bluntly, those disciples thought they were here to make a fortune, but in fact they were here to be cannon fodder. Even if someone is lucky enough to get out alive after the incident is completed, there is no guarantee that Zeng Xunlong will kill and silence him.
"Let's go." Ning Tao finished collecting the brain waves of the corpse and put away the Eclipse Blade. He walked at the front, holding his mobile phone and using the weak fluorescence emitted by the mobile phone screen to illuminate the way.
He has always wanted to refine a flashlight, but he has always been short of spiritual materials, and when he had the spiritual materials, he forgot about it. When he needed a flashlight, he thought about it again. He thought that after the clinic moved, he must take the time to refine a cultivation flashlight, and then put it in a small medicine box for later use.
The passage is dug into the mountain wall, and the overall shape is like a mine passage. In some places, strips of stone are used to support the top to prevent sand and gravel from falling. Both the passage and the stones used to stabilize the passage look like they were chopped with swords or axes, which is very strange.
Are there really gods
"Qing Zhui, during the Ming Dynasty or Qing Dynasty, have you never seen an immortal or a demon?" Ning Tao asked while walking.
Qing Zhui said: "I heard from my sister that those immortals and demons have disappeared inexplicably. Nowadays, even people who use magic are very rare, and no one can refine magic weapons. Where are there any immortals or demons? ”
"Have you ever seen flying swords?"
"No."
Ning Tao was a little disappointed in his heart. As a cultivator, although he took an unusual path of cultivation, he still had a feeling for Feijian. If there was a flying sword, flying side by side with the Boeing 747, it would be awesome!
The passage became wider and wider, and there was a faint sound of water.
Suddenly there was an echo from someone speaking in front: "The entrance is here!"