Changsheng: Peak at the Beginning

This death worm is really too dirty. Not only does it have no brain, it even has no central nervous system. Instead, the nerves are spread throughout the body. The surface of the skin is covered with a layer of disgusting mucus for moisturizing and lubricating. Jiang Xinxin can see that although this thing claims that as long as there is a piece of intact flesh, it can grow into a new individual, but the process requires countless energy. So even if it seems to have merged the two parts of the body into one again, the loss is actually not small.

Jiang Xinxin was not interested in watching the excitement of this thing. Jiang Xiaoguan, who was standing next to her, quickly understood her idea and called Jiang Jiuri, "Prepare the grenades and act according to the situation."

After saying that, Jiang Xiaoguan stepped forward to attract the attention of the death worm, while Jiang Xinxin took the opportunity to cut its flesh again, and Jiang Jiuri took the opportunity to throw a grenade into the cut flesh. After doing all this, the three of them quickly looked for cover, not because they were worried that the grenade explosion would affect them, but because they were disgusted by the flesh and blood of the death worm.

Two grenades were enough to blow the death worm to pieces. Jiang Xinxin walked out from behind the rock and felt uncomfortable when she saw the red stain on the ground. She quickly picked up her backpack and walked forward.

Jiang Jiuri also felt disgusted after seeing it. Jiang Xiaoguan didn't have any special expression, but he immediately followed Jiang Xinxin's actions, revealing his true thoughts.

Jiang Jiuri was originally still thinking about the bacon he hadn't finished eating, and wanted to have another meal with bacon, but after what he had just experienced, even though his stomach was rumbling with hunger, he felt he had no appetite. The three of them just kept on walking, and they didn't know how long they had been walking. After turning a corner in front of them, a bright light suddenly appeared. Jiang Xinxin took a few quick steps before stopping.

Jiang Xinxin exhaled a breath of foul air, secretly cursing the old man King Xian for being immortal. Now she was even more certain that the Zhuchen Pearl must have been obtained by King Xian and was now stored in his tomb.

Jiang Jiuri followed and looked up. He saw a gap surrounded by rocks. Some sunlight was shining through the gap. The rocks on the top of the mountain appeared to be surrounded by clouds and mist because of the reflection and water vapor. He curled his lips and said contemptuously, "This simple trick is not even as good as a mirage."

Jiang Xiaoguan asked everyone to look down: "There is a cliff here, and there is a road ahead."

Everyone's first reaction was to swing over and continue walking, but after they swung over, they looked back and saw a few dead animals floating in the pool below. Jiang Xiaoguan's heart trembled, and he frowned and said, "Perhaps, only by going down can we find the real tomb of King Xian."

Jiang Xinxin didn't want to go into the water and stay with those dead floats, so she released her spiritual sense to investigate the situation. The water level of the pool began to rise slowly, and the water quality began to become turbid. It seemed that the previous rain water had finally gathered here.

After collecting his spiritual sense, Jiang Xinxin said to Jiang Xiaoguan and Jiang Jiuri with a serious face, "There are two exits from the pool below. One is relatively large and is formed naturally, but there is a plank road built on the mountain wall. The other is relatively small and can only accommodate one person. It should be artificially expanded on the basis of natural formation."

Jiang Jiuri laughed directly: "It seems that we have to go into the water anyway!"

Looking at the pool of dead floats, Jiang Xinxin was disgusted and didn't want to do any psychological preparation. Jiang Xiaoguan was also disgusted and wanted to chop all the dead floats in the water, but Jiang Jiuri said, "There must be some kind of insects in these dead floats. It's the way that old man Xian Wang guards the tomb. If we chop them now, it will be so shameful. It's better to get into the water and leave while there are not many dead floats left."

Jiang Xinxin took a deep breath, walked to the edge of the cliff and said, "Why don't we go explore the smaller path first."

Jiang Xiaoguan and Jiang Jiuri had no objections. They took a deep breath, put on the water-repellent talisman, and followed Jiang Xinxin into the water.

Jiang Xinxin quickly found the smaller underwater passage. The three of them entered one by one and kept floating up. After a while, they finally saw a little light. After getting ashore, they discovered that this was indeed an underground palace.

Jiang Jiuri quickly lit a torch to illuminate the area. Everyone saw many corpses scattered on the ground. These people had been mummified, and their ears and noses had been cut off, and their eyes had been gouged out. Their deaths were extremely miserable. Jiang Jiuri couldn't help but spit at King Xian, "How many citizens can this small country on the border have, and how many strong laborers can it produce?"

"King Xian was able to consume the people's energy thousands of years ago, so it's no wonder that he has no descendants now."

With a solemn expression, Jiang Xiaoguan found traces of fuel storage in the stone platform below the stone statue enshrined in the main hall, and then he took a torch to ignite the fuel. Unexpectedly, the flames jumped out instantly and ignited the dozen layers of stone walls on all four sides of the hall one by one. Only then did everyone see that the layers of stone walls were inlaid with mummies of various deaths.

Jiang Jiuri took a deep breath and roughly calculated that there were thousands of people buried alive on the four walls. He couldn't even curse at this moment. He just sneered and said, "It was too early to say that before. Now is the big scene!"

The three of them sat cross-legged and prayed for those who had died in vain because of the selfishness of those in power. After they had finished, a passage appeared in front of them. Jiang Xiaoguan took the lead and went down the stairs. At the end was a blue-gray stone door.

Jiang Jiuri started to mock again: "King Xian made such a big show, but he was still outshined by an uncivilized tribal leader. The Heavenly Gate of the King of Ten Thousand Slaves is really magnificent!"

Jiang Xinxin was holding her breath and didn't say anything. She followed Jiang Xiaoguan silently through the Tianmen and the long embedded passage behind the Tianmen. A dilapidated cable bridge appeared in front of everyone.

Jiang Jiuri didn't want to talk anymore, he just explained to Jiang Xinxin with a sullen face: "But the bridge is not an ordinary bridge. According to the old man's intention, it should be the Three Life Bridge. According to the legend, after death, only by walking on the bridge through three lives can a person get rid of worldly entanglements, be reborn, travel through the universe, and become a free and carefree immortal."

At this point, Jiang Jiuri couldn't help but sneer, "I was wondering why this old fellow, King Xian, must be so foolish and unjust that he must exhaust the entire country's manpower, material resources, and financial resources in one fell swoop. It turns out that he is dreaming of becoming an immortal!"

After crossing the bridge, they came to a Yin palace made of white stone and jade. Jiang Xiaoguan once again took the lead and led everyone through the two-story Yin palace in the shape of a Chinese character "回", and came to the innermost place where three human-shaped coffins were placed.

In the middle of the place hung a bronze coffin with nine heavy locks, which looked the most valuable and solemn, causing Jiang Xiaoguan to frown. However, Jiang Jiuri laughed and said, "Bronze coffin, cellar coffin, if you are not strong enough, don't approach. The Zhang family has heard these two mantras since childhood, but I didn't expect that this thing today can't compare to the majestic Nine Dragons Coffin of the Ten Thousand Slaves King."

Jiang Xiaoguan was speechless. "Look carefully. There is a stone coffin between the bronze coffin and the wooden coffin."

Jiang Xinxin sighed and said, "Combined with the Three Generations Bridge outside, do you think these three coffins are where King Xian buried the people he thought were his three generations?"

Jiang Jiuri was immediately defeated: "This is a small country with few people, and it always does these weird things!"