Keeper of the Tomb of the Gods

"Little San!"

"Little Three."

"You must rescue the little sister!"

In the dark corridor, a woman's anxious cry came.

Tang San walked in some doubts, in a dark corridor where he couldn't see his fingers.

The ethereal woman's entrusting voice still vaguely echoed in her ears.

But Tang San, who rushed out of the dark corridor chasing the sound, came to a bronze door exuding a faint green luster.

Looking at the familiar bronze door, he was very surprised.

Because this bronze door, which has grown countless times larger, is almost exactly the same as the big bronze door that he accidentally dug out in the old house in his previous life.

"Xiaoling! Bang bang bang!"

"Xiaoling!"

Tang San suddenly realized his situation, and wondered if his spirit had come to the cemetery of the gods.

He remembered that he seemed to have recognized a cemetery of the gods before, but he had been unable to contact him since then.

"Owner!"

Following Tang San's knocks on the bronze door, ripples appeared on the untouched bronze door, and a figure of a little girl appeared.

It was a little girl who looked as long as a jade carving, but the figure was a little illusory and not as real.

Somewhat vigilant Tang San took a few steps back, curiously looking at the little girl who appeared suddenly.

"Are you the spirit of the gate?"

Looking at the little girl whose gaze and expression were somewhat dull, Tang San asked tentatively.

"Yes!"

The little girl didn't show any emotion, and replied dumbly.

"What is this place? Who are you?"

Seeing that the little girl didn't seem to threaten him, Tang San couldn't help asking again.

"This is the gate leading to the cemetery of the gods. I am the spirit of the gate."

Mu Na's voice came from the little girl's mouth again, her eyes were still dull, and her voice showed no emotion.

"Why can't I push this bronze door?"

"The master has not yet opened his spirit, so he cannot enter the cemetery of the gods."

"Damn! There are still restrictions? Isn't this discrimination against the weak?"

"Why don't you let me in secretly for a stroll and let me visit first?"

Tang San intends to please Xiao Ling and walk through the back door, but finds that Gao Leng doesn't care about him at all.

"Forehead!"

"If you don't speak, I will take it as your acquiescence!"

Based on the principle of being thick-skinned and eating enough, Tang San simply walked to the bronze door and pushed hard.

But the bronze door didn't move at all, instead it exhausted him half to death.

"Everyone is so familiar, can't you be flexible?"

"Looking at you, you should also be a human race? Why did you become the spirit of the gate?"

Tang San, somewhat curious about his relationship, asked the little girl repeatedly.

"what"

The little girl with a dull expression suddenly hugged her head and screamed when there was a hint of agility in her eyes.

Tang San was startled, and the surrounding scenery suddenly blurred.

With a feeling of dizziness, he only felt dizzy and soon lost consciousness.

"Little San!"

"Little San, wake up!"

After an unknown amount of time, Tang San heard someone calling him.

He slowly opened his heavy eyelids and found that it was the old village chief.

"Great! You kid finally woke up!"

"Are there any discomforts?"

The old village chief looked at the awakened Tang San and heaved a sigh of relief, he hurriedly asked with concern.

"You old guy! You haven't closed your eyes all night, go to sleep!"

"I've already said that this kid is fine, he just passed out from weakness, you still don't believe me."

As soon as the old village chief's words fell, the village doctor Lao Hu beside him muttered.

It was only then that Tang San noticed the tired face of the old village chief and the thick dark circles around his eyes.

His heart warmed slightly, and only then did he remember that he was about to walk back to the village after playing with that Tiancun Tianjiao boy during the day.

He felt dizzy, and then fell to the ground without consciousness.

"Could it be that I have a deficiency of the kidneys? That causes dizziness, tinnitus, and fainting after a few exercises?"

"Or is the body weak and not suitable for exercise?"

Tang San muttered to himself a little, wondering if there was something wrong with his body.

"Let me feed this idiot! Go to sleep quickly, you will be in charge of the overall situation in order to wake up tomorrow."

Lao Hu took the meat porridge from the old village chief's hand and said, but saw the old village chief glaring at him angrily.

"Okay! I won't say he is stupid!"

"This kid is also evil this time, and he actually defeated that little bastard from Tiancun."

"This silly boy doesn't know where he got the long sword, but it cuts iron like mud and is very sharp."

"Hmph! Don't think that sword is Xiaosan's!"

"Damn! Old man, you're insulting my personality. I'm like the kind of person who thinks about good things when he sees them?"

"Why do you keep the sword in your pocket if you don't miss it?"

"Cough, cough, cough!"

"Don't talk nonsense, you old bastard! I just wipe this sword with my clothes!"

Tang San looked at the old village chief swearing at Lao Hu, and couldn't help being speechless.

The village doctor Lao Hu obviously wanted to sneak away the sword, but was discovered by the sharp-eyed old village chief.

At this moment, he was painstakingly putting the sword back beside the bed, a little annoyed and pushing the old village chief to let him go to rest.

Tang San took the opportunity to hold the sword in his hand, and looked at the returning Hu with a blank expression.

Lao Hu was stunned for a while holding the meat porridge, but he still fed Tang San the meat porridge while making friends with him, wanting Tang San to give him the long sword.

But Tang San didn't say a word, just chewed the food quietly, and didn't respond to Lao Hu.

After feeding the meat porridge, Lao Hu glanced behind him a little guilty, and seeing that the old village chief was not staring at him in secret, he hurriedly snatched the long sword.

But even though he tried his best, he couldn't break Tang San's palm that was holding the long sword tightly.

In the end, the old Hu angrily cursed and left.

"Open spirit?"

Looking at Lao Hu who was leaving, Tang Sanmu's eyes became lively.

He murmured something secretly, and his eyes couldn't help but look more expectant.

With nothing else to do, he simply closed his eyes and looked inside, but he felt a little depressed when he saw the stagnant meridians in his body and the congested dantian.

He took Zengyuan Dan before, but it only increased his physical strength.

The majestic vitality contained in the elixir cannot be stored in the dantian, so it is basically absorbed by the body.

Now his physical strength is estimated to be able to compete with three or four-fold warriors.

It's okay to bully and bully weak villagers, but once he encounters some carnivorous beasts, he can't beat them in terms of physical strength alone.

If Tamura suffered a loss, he would definitely not let it go.

So Tang San was also a little eager for tomorrow's enlightenment.

This is not only related to his strength, but also whether he can enter the cemetery of the gods behind the bronze gate.

That is his greatest reliance in this alien world, whether he can become stronger or rise depends on it.

Thinking of the Tiancun boy Kai Ling possessing the ability to fly in the sky during the day, Tang San somewhat envied him.

Taking a deep breath to get rid of those distracting thoughts, Tang San began to look inside the sea of ​​consciousness.

He didn't find the bronze door in his body, so he suspected that the bronze door might be in the sea of ​​consciousness.

It's just that he searched around the sea of ​​consciousness, but he didn't get anything.

He just saw a dense fog area in the depths of the Sea of ​​Consciousness, and he guessed that the bronze door might be hidden in it.

But those fogs were like a natural barrier, preventing his spirit from entering.

After several unsuccessful attempts, he finally had to give up temporarily.

Tang San was a little upset, thinking that since the cemetery of the gods recognized him as the owner, it should be controlled by him.

But now, as the master, he couldn't even enter that broken place.

This made him secretly make up his mind, thinking that if he had the opportunity, he would have to knock on that broken cemetery.

And the little spirit of the gate was also a little strange, it seemed that he asked some question that should not be asked before, which caused his spirit to leave the entrance suddenly.