Celestial

Xuan Lao just cleaned up an unknown black abyss creature, washed the blood on his hands, looked at Lin Fei up and down for a few eyes, and after a while he hummed from his nose: "It seems I The golden rat eater didn't let you spoil it, and it digested pretty well."

"Oh, thank you predecessors."

"Okay, I didn't help you in vain. You have to help me."

"Yes."

This is also the purpose of Lin Fei's coming here. Xuan Lao said long ago that if Lin Fei had a chance, he could go to the tomb to help him do one thing, but he hadn't elaborated on it. Now that the tomb opens, Lin Fei only came.

"This is the case. I once accepted the opportunity given by an ancestor in the tomb. In exchange, I would do something for him..." Xuan Lao said here, but he suddenly paused and did not say that he should do it himself. What is the matter, just continue to command: "In short, you help me hand something to the ancestor, it is my account to him..."

"That ancestor is still alive?" Lin Fei was a little curious. How could the living still live in the tomb?

"How could it be alive, when I met that time, it was just a bit of remnant soul, and it was barely a little spiritual..." Xuan Lao shook his head.

"No, if it hasn't been found for so many years, has the soul of that predecessor have already dissipated?" Lin Fei felt wrong when he heard this. Listening to this picture, this should be the wish of Xuan Lao for many years.

But over the years, the tomb has been opened so many times. This old old man should have managed to find it. There has been no news. Shouldn't it be the problem of the soul of the ancestor?

"I used to send someone in before. Although I haven't been able to complete it, it should be just because the ancestor did not want to appear..."

"Don't want to show up?" Lin Fei was surprised for a moment. What about the ancestor? If someone comes to send something, it depends on the mood?

"Okay, no matter whether you can succeed in this trip, it is regarded as helping me. You can prepare for it. If you have anything you need, you can come to me again."

During this time, Xuan Lao also helped a lot. Lin Fei was too embarrassed to ask any more requests, but just chatted a few more words, mainly after understanding the position of Xuan Lao when he met the ancestor. I took a tightly sealed stone box and walked out.

According to Xuan Lao, this stone box had to be opened by the ancestor himself. In addition, Lin Fei was not allowed to move. If something didn't work, he would come back and return the stone box to him. The stone box looks pretty heavy.

With these instructions, three days later, Lin Fei followed Daliu to attend the opening ceremony of the tomb.

The ruins of the ruins were left by the ancestors. The people who entered, no matter who they were, received the ruins of the ancestors. When most people died, they would also be buried in the ruins of the ruins.

Therefore, they all hold a special respect for this place.

In front of everyone, there is a stone door with a height of 100 feet. This is a door. In fact, there are only two stone pillars on both sides, and it is bare...

However, among these two stone pillars, there is a deep chaos, in which the chaos is overturned, as if even the light can be attracted into it, making it difficult to see what is inside.

On both sides of the stone pillar, there are more than a dozen guards standing there to participate in today's ceremony together, but a little different is that as guards, they have to shoulder the responsibility of guarding, and can only watch Lin Fei and others enter, It is impossible to participate.

And now, one of them particularly attracted Lin Fei's attention, that is, Jiang Xunyang, who was brought by Xuan Lao as a guard...

As soon as he came over, Lin Fei felt a blameful gaze staring at himself, and looked up, and it turned out that Jiang Xunyang was staring at himself there, as if to give himself It’s the same as swallowing...

"As for such a bitter hatred..."

Lin Fei touched his nose, but he didn’t care much. For Jiang Xunyang, he might have been rushed here, and he couldn’t even participate in the tomb. It was a bitter hatred, but in Lin Fei’s eyes, this was really not true. It's a thing...

Lin Fei has too many things to do, where there is time to care about a disgruntled person, if there is a chance to bump into it in the future, if it can be solved, it will be solved smoothly. If it is not solved, let him stay here and stay. After that, even if he had any chance in the future, Lin Fei wouldn't feel much about it when he rose suddenly...

It’s really not a big deal, and it’s not worth the effort...

"In those days, in order to leave a legacy for the juniors, the ancestors left their inheritance here, hoping that the juniors could solve the troubles of the black abyss in one fell swoop, and even one day, they could counterattack into the black abyss. The meaning is, well, if you want to go in and search for the ancestors' legacy, please let them go. The rules are the same. Except that you can’t get your life, you can’t blaspheme the ancestors...

Following the remarks of Qianxiang and the real people, the monks present were all promised. The original purpose of the ruins of the ruins was originally to facilitate the younger generation. Only two or three people entered the core of that ruin tomb.

Despite the fierce competition, it is absolutely impossible to kill people's lives, otherwise it will be contrary to the original intention of the tomb to cultivate young people.

This is also a long-standing rule in Tianmen City. No matter how big the hatred is, it is only limited to competition in this place, and it should not be a big one.

At this point, the whole simple ceremony was over. Qian Xiang Zhenjun formed a mysterious handprint against the two stone pillars. Suddenly, I saw that the two stone pillars seemed to be alive. The rough surface of the stone pillar would be There was a burst of light.

Following that, the chaos between the two stone pillars violently rose up, in which a misty world appeared faintly...

Lin Fei did not hesitate and walked in with the flow.

When the last figure walked into the chaos, the chaotic vortex was a wave, and it disappeared afterwards.

At this time, Hong Yitian was walking on the wasteland, but a faint mist was floating in all directions, and all the looms were hidden, and it seemed quite quiet around.

But Hong Yitian knows that in this mist, there are more hidden opportunities than in other places...

This is also a little advantage of Hong Yitian. After staying in this city for so long, I participated in this ruins tomb several times. I have had some experience in how to say it. That's how I know it.