I have a room in Huangquan

Just kidding, he won't sell big money for anything he sells.

While the two were talking, the big head suddenly jumped out of the pit, ran to the side, covered his ears, and hid.

"Dig it out so soon??"

Seeing this, the Taoist priest's eyes lit up, and he was about to go up to see how deep he had dug, but was dragged back by Ding Xiaoyi.

It was too late and then quickly, and there was a "boom!" under the pothole.

The flames gushed out from the hole, squeezing out a mushroom-shaped cloud in the air, which took a long time to disappear into the air.

The big head stuck out his head and looked at Ding Xiaoyi and the three covered in mud, and said innocently.

┐┌: "Too much explosives!

Chapter 656: Tomb of the Underground Palace

Big Head's bomb works surprisingly well.

At least the hole in front of him has already explained the effect.

The Taoist priest looked at the entrance of the cave and jumped in impatiently.

"Good job!"

Ding Xiaoyi patted Datou on the head and praised, but he did not forget to remind him: "But bombs are dangerous, so don't play around in the future!"

"Ow!!"

Seeing the proud appearance of the big head, Ding Xiaoyi knew that these words were purely for nothing.

"Brother, come down quickly, there are good things!" At this time, a Taoist shout came from the entrance of the cave.

Ding Xiaoyi first sent Datou back to his spiritual energy space, and then went down the cave with Pangpang.

Actually the cave is very deep.

There appears to be an underground palace below.

The big bomb blew up the dome of the underground palace.

As soon as he landed, Ding Xiaoyi noticed the coldness on the ground and looked down. It turned out that there was still a layer of water on the ground.

He looked around and found such magnificent statues erected around him.

Seeing this, Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help frowning. He didn't like this style very much, because he had seen a building similar to this style in the underground palace in District 13 last time.

"It's so dark, I don't know whose grave it is."

Pangpang looked around and studied with great interest, the statue style here.

"Grave?" He asked with a puzzled look on his face.

Seeing his confused look, Fatty remembered that there was no such thing as burial in this era, and many things were lost.

So patiently explain.

"Now you can't do burial. In fact, there are many things about burial. Ordinary is to find a pit and bury it. But the ultimate purpose of burial is not as simple as you think."

There are some very metaphysical things involved here.

Fatty didn't explain in detail, but told him in a simple and easy-to-understand way.

In fact, whether it is Taoism, Buddhism, or even many religions in ancient times, the ultimate goal of cultivation is precisely death.

Only the method of death is different.

Taoism pursues immortalization of corpses.

Buddhists pursue Nirvana.

In addition, the ultimate goal of other religions is actually similar, but the name is different.

But this goal is not so easy to achieve. It’s not that you wipe your neck with a knife and you’re done. That’s a cult.

This requires you to practice hard, find your own fate, and finally reach the state of soul sublimation.

Therefore, some emperors, generals, or practitioners have found another way to build large tombs for themselves. With the essence of mountains and rivers, they are naturally straight and beautiful, and there are not many people who want to change their lives against the sky.

Obviously, the tomb in front of us was built for such a purpose.

"Then, will it really work?"

It was rare to hear Pangpang talk about metaphysics, Ding Xiaoyi asked curiously.

Fatty curled his lips: "Difficult!"

"It's difficult to follow the right path of the Eight Classics, let alone this method of finding a shortcut, not to mention that this method itself is against the sky, the key is to see the opportunity, the right time, place and people are indispensable."

He took Liao Qiu as an example. This guy's chance was achieved through the accumulation of ten generations of Yin-travelers one generation after another.

When Fatty said this, he seemed to think of something:

"Oh, by the way, there used to be a large tomb in Changbai Mountain. It seems that someone has succeeded, but I don't know what happened afterwards. After all, there are too few people who succeed in this method. Once it succeeds, it will be more than heaven-defying."

I heard that some people have actually succeeded.

Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help having many reveries in his heart.

"Hahahaha, come on!"

Ahead, the Taoist was overjoyed, and waved his hand to signal the two to follow quickly.

He pointed forward with his hand: "We can make a lot of money this time."

Following where the Taoist pointed, the scene in front of him changed.

The strong yin energy was swept away, and there was a bright light in front of it, shining brightly and incomparably bright.

Those are the four giant dragon pillars, which are located at the end of the underground palace. The four dragon pillars are very holy, with auspicious colors blooming and rays of light shining in all directions.

The surrounding area is lush and green, and there are many exotic flowers and plants growing in this underground world.

Seeing this scene, Ding Xiaoyi was surprised.

Around the pillar of intuition, a scorching force is continuously absorbing the surrounding Yin Qi.

If you look carefully, it is not difficult to find that there are various densely packed gossip diagrams carved on the four pillars.

"This formation looks a bit like a quadrupole scarlet sun formation."

After careful observation, Ding Xiaoyi deduced by comparing the formation knowledge he knew.

"Hey! Can you still recognize it?"

When the Taoist priest on the side heard his words, his face was filled with surprise.

Most of the people in this place don't even recognize gossip, but I didn't expect that there are still people who can recognize the formation.

Although it was a wrong guess, it was enough to surprise him.

Seeing that the Taoist priest was so surprised, Ding Xiaoyi inevitably showed a somewhat proud look on his face.

However, what the Taoist said next did pour cold water on him.

"But you guessed wrong, this is not the quadrupole scarlet sun formation, but the four-element magic sealing formation. If it is the red sun formation, we should jump into the fire pit now."

As the Taoist said, he stepped forward to observe carefully for a while.

His gaze finally locked on the stone box in the center of the four dragon pillars.

"Well, the design of this formation is very insignificant. If you want to break the formation, you have to turn the four stone pillars. If you turn it right or turn it wrong, it may activate the mechanism. You help me protect the law, let me try it!"

The Taoist discussed with the two of them.

Ding Xiaoyi is fine, but Fatty spread his hands: "Don't look at me, I'm just here to travel, if something goes wrong, I won't save you."

"Hiss, you bald donkey, why didn't you say that you came to travel when you were sharing the things just now?"

The Taoist priest stared angrily at Chubby's chubby face with his eyes wide open.

However, Pangpang said with a look of hob meat: "Just don't attack you, and you won't lose if you share my share."

As soon as the words came out, the Taoist stared wide-eyed, looking at the little fat man in front of him, wishing he could tear him alive.

I thought to myself: "There are still such brazen people in the world??"

But after thinking about it, he didn't dare to turn his face, because he couldn't see the depth of the fat man at all, not to mention that there was Ding Xiaoyi at the side, two against one, no matter what he was at a disadvantage.

After thinking about it, he could only smash his teeth and swallow it in his stomach, cursing in his mouth: "I know you bald bastards are very cunning."

"Okay! I'll turn the stone pillar, and you help me protect the law."

After thinking about it, the Taoist stopped being entangled, and thought to himself: "Anyway, you two are together, if something really dangerous happens later, can you just walk away?"

After ordering Ding Xiaoyi, he strode to the four stone pillars, looked around, and took out a compass from the cloth bag.

He could only hear him turning the compass while muttering in his mouth: "Two instruments, four images and eight trigrams, one mountain is divided into Yin and Yang roads, and all the way to Kyushu is up to me."

"What is he talking about??"

Ding Xiaoyi was confused and asked Pangpang.

Fatty scratched his head, obviously he didn't want to explain too much to Ding Xiaoyi, a little white, about this metaphysical matter.

So he only replied with one sentence: "The dross of the old era, if you don't understand it, just think he is reciting multiplication formulas."

"Oh!!"

Ding Xiaoyi seemed to understand something in Fatty's explanation: "It's the same as when poor students in our class have to recite formulas when doing math?"

"Children can be taught!" Fatty gave a thumbs up silently, praising Ding Xiaoyi's understanding ability.

But he didn't know that the Taoist priest on the side stomped his feet, if he was not calculating the position of the formation, he would have the heart to come up and scold the street at this time.

Ignoring the mutterings of the two, after calculating the location, he glanced at the square dragon pillar in front of him.

"I'm starting!"

After speaking, the Taoist priest stepped on the seven stars, made a seal with his hand, and walked to the stone pillar in two or three steps.

"Qiankun Wuji, open!"

With a finger on the stone pillar, the stone pillar in front of him suddenly twisted slowly.

The entire underground palace also began to tremble at this moment.

"Grumpy"

As soon as the stone pillar was turned, the surrounding water immediately started bubbling like boiling.

Ding Xiaoyi frowned, and silently pulled out Huangquan from the meatball's mouth.

This unsharpened long knife reflected a cold light in the darkness.

Ling Buyuan, who was peeking at the two of them, had his heart tremble, and his eyes were looking at the long knife in his hand, his saliva was about to flow out.

He thought to himself: "My dear, it's no wonder this kid is full of confidence, and his feelings are cheating. Bah, is krypton gold so great?"

He spat coldly and scorned Ding Xiaoyi fiercely, but felt a lot more at ease in his heart.

After all, this kid's strength is not bad, and with the magic weapon in his hand, his strength should not be underestimated.

Immediately turning it hard, I saw the second dragon pillar slowly turning.

For a moment, the trembling of the entire underground palace became more intense.

There seemed to be a faint sound of gears rubbing, as if something had been opened.

"Xiaoyi, don't you think there is something looking at us?"

After being reminded by Pangpang, let alone Ding Xiaoyi really felt uncomfortable.

It's like someone is spying on them, but they can't find the source of the peeping.

I saw Pangpang whispering in his ear: "Look up!"

Following Fatty's words, he slowly raised his head to look up, and his pupils tightened suddenly.

I saw that the accumulated water under the underground palace flowed upstream along the wall, gathered on the dome, and condensed into a mirror, reflecting his shadow.

Just when he was surprised, the shadow on the top of his head actually showed a sinister smile.

"what!"

Ding Xiaoyi's scalp went numb, and he waved his knife to sweep it up. The knife's energy turned into a waning moon, splitting the shadow in front of him in half instantly.