These are feudal superstitions!

In the 244th year of the Zhenhun calendar, a major earthquake occurred at the junction of Zhao Yu and Li Yu, causing landslides and ground cracks.

On the same day, the good news was passed on to the Sword Spirit Sect.

With the consent of the elder in charge, this investigation was handed over to a group of disciples who went down the mountain for training.

The team consisted of 120 people, led by: inner disciple Ling Dutian, inner disciple Rong Hua, outer disciple Father Luo, and outer disciple Zhao Muge.

On August [-]th, the team arrived at Lingxiao Peak at the junction, and the weather was fine.

Ling Xiaofeng still maintained its post-earthquake appearance. The mountain was split open, landslides and trees fell. Fortunately, there were not many residents nearby, so there were not too many casualties.

The disciples descended with their swords, and when it was approaching, a strong wind blew in, and the wind and sand engulfed their eyes. The disciples immediately understood that according to the terrain of the valley, there should not be such a strong wind, and there must be something strange here.

Zhao Muge was waiting in place as the team leader and some outer disciples, while the three of Ronggui walked towards Fengyuan.

Because of Ling Dutian's wind spirit roots, it was not difficult to find the source of the wind. Soon, they stood in front of a mountain wall. A piece of stone carving was exposed, it was a piece of lapis lazuli, which is a rare high-grade material in refining materials, but here is such a large piece.

Rong Gui couldn't recognize the ancient characters carved on the lapis lazuli, Ling Dutian also frowned in embarrassment, but Father Luo knew better, and read out: "The sky is far away, the earth is firm and magnificent, I... the characters here have been corroded , self-awareness of the way of heaven and earth, and this lapis lazuli stone as a stele, hope that future generations will remember my name."

"It looks like a burial place for an expert..." Rong Gui rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

Ling Dutian sighed, "Even if you are an expert, you will inevitably end up in the soil, and we are not like this? What is the purpose of cultivating immortals now? It is not for longevity, to avoid death."

"The 'for longevity' was written by you. I thought it was a covetous person who feared death, but I didn't expect you to be a philosopher." Rong Gui said, the abacus in his mind was crackling.

Ancient tomb, ancient tomb!

In the world of cultivating immortals, what does the ancient tomb represent?Not to mention the tomb of an expert!

Ancient tomb = artifact = cheat book = little dragon girl = old man who teaches skills = the protagonist's route.

"Something strange seems to have mixed in... That's all." Rong Gui said to the two of them: "In my opinion, this earthquake has something to do with this ancient tomb. To be on the safe side, let's go in and find out the truth."

"Hmm..." The shrewd Ling Dutian hesitated. Ronggui knew that at this moment, Ling Dutian's brain must be running fast, calculating the pros and cons. Dutian had to go if he didn't want to.

Ling Dutian nodded.

Needless to say, Father Luo, as Rong Gui's second younger brother and Father Luo's good friend, he follows Rong Gui's lead and obeys the instructions of his superiors in everything!

The three of them flew back to the plain where the disciples were, Rong Gui cleared his throat, and ordered: "The purpose of the sect asking us here is to investigate the ancient tomb that was destroyed by the earthquake, it is the burial place of an upright monk , Our duty is not to allow Moxiu to steal any of the relics, and to convey the obituary of the senior to the world of cultivating immortals. The general situation has been investigated, and the next step is the task of everyone." Use the sect task to get all the disciples to volunteer Execute to achieve the purpose of tomb robbery.

treacherous.Ling Dutian gave Rong Gui a thumbs up in his heart.

Although the items Rong Gui asked to collect were strange, everyone in the Sword Spirit Sect knew that he did not play cards according to common sense. It's all about doing things that are unimaginable to others.

Presumably this time is no exception, the things Rong Guirang bought must have a special purpose.

An hour later.

Rong Gui stood in front of the line of disciples, checking the bulging bags brought back by the disciples.Some things cannot be bought at all. Fortunately, there are many Jin Linggen disciples in the team. If they can't buy things, they can go to the blacksmith shop in the nearby village to borrow tools to make them.

"Well, glutinous rice, is it glutinous rice? Are you optimistic that the store didn't allow him to mix it with indica rice?" Rong Gui grabbed a handful of Bai Shengsheng's rice and looked at it in his palm.

Very good, it seems that there are very few counterfeit and shoddy products here.

"The fairy rope is very good, it meets the requirements."

Rong Gui nodded in satisfaction and gave the outer disciple a smile.

"Touching the golden talisman... sending out the mound seal, very good, very similar."

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"Black donkey's hoof... Hey, who is this and that, where is the black donkey's hoof?" Looking at the empty bag in front of him, Rong Gui frowned. This thing is very important, even indispensable.

Stared at by Rong Gui, the disciple was a little terrified, "Master...brother, no villager is willing to sell."

After hearing this reason, Rong Gui was immediately annoyed: "Stupid! You won't use your brain if you don't want to sell it?"

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, the disciple was even more frightened and said incoherently, "Brother, this is impossible! We are a decent family, how can we take other people's property by force?"

"Huh? I told you to grab it? I said move, brain, son!" Rong Gui sighed, then turned to Ling Dutian and said, "Brother Ling, please."

Ling Dutian Yujian flew away.

But after a while, Ling Dutian's figure reappeared, holding a blood-stained bag in his hand. There was no doubt that the bag contained a black donkey's hoof.

"Is everything ready?" Ling Dutian asked.

Rong Gui shook his head and showed the gourd-shaped storage container in his hand: "There is still black dog blood." Looking at the puzzled expressions of the crowd, Rong Gui smiled mysteriously, but remained silent.

This is a must-have item for tomb robbers. This time when you enter the ancient tomb for treasure hunting, these equipment are indispensable.

"Okay, before entering the ancient tomb, let me declare that although it is the arrangement of the sect, it is not mandatory. Although it is for experience, it must not have considered such an emergency. If there is no determination to die, Please don’t ask for a dead end.” These words were very heavy, but the lofty spirit of caring for everyone instead of simply pursuing experience scores deeply moved all the disciples, and even some disciples who were about to give up once again had determination in their eyes. .

Rong Gui smiled, very good, the cannon fodder is ready.

Just as everyone was about to enter the ancient tomb, heart-piercing screams came from not far away, Ling Dutian said: "That's the small village where I bought the black donkey's hooves just now, let's go and have a look." The village flies away.

Rong Gui ordered Zhao Muge to wait at the same place with a few weaker disciples, but after thinking about it, he asked them to follow, leaving only the outer disciples with good strength to guard the ancient tomb.

Fly with the sword.

Everyone is dressed in fluttering white clothes, but they also have a bit of fairy air.

"Why every time I go out, I will encounter the Demon Cult Tucun... After learning a little bit about Yuzi, they will not do such barbaric things. Although they are demon cultivators, their behavior is quite different. It seems that the enemy this time, It's just an unpopular little demon sect." Thinking like this, Rong Gui already had a sure chance of victory in his heart.

The attack of the Sword Spirit Sect members was like a storm to the demon cultivator of Tucun. The attack was swift and fierce, and the strength was completely at two levels. In just an hour, the demon cultivator was completely wiped out, while the sword spirit sect only Lost six disciples.

People who are not good at learning arts and have no actual combat experience can't survive in the world of immortality. In this world of immortality where the weak eat the strong and someone may die at any time, strength is the right to speak.

All the disciples remained silent, expressing their condolences and emotion.

To become stronger is not only about cultivation, but also about the use of strength.This is the first thing I learned from this experience.

Everyone returned to the ancient tomb, and the disciples stationed outside the tomb saw the dignified expressions of the people, and guessed a little, so they stopped talking, Zhao Muge stepped forward, "Senior Brother Rong, please give me instructions."

After going through the Immortal Ascension Conference, everyone has unknowingly regarded Rong Gui as a leader.

"According to the arrangement just now, enter the tomb." Rong Gui ordered.

The door of the tomb is at the lapis lazuli stone. Father Luo used the control of the earth element force to move away the soil near the door. There was a burst of moisture, and the door of the tomb was actually open. Someone must have stepped in first.

Rong Gui frowned, he was preempted by someone who robbed a tomb, but it’s better to come early than to be lucky, his luck has always been unmatched, not to mention, during the tomb-robbing fever period, he also followed some tomb-robbing novels, so he understands better A lot of knowledge, unless that person has unicorn blood, he will never be able to steal him!

So into the tomb.

The space of the ancient tomb is narrower than imagined. It is more appropriate to say that it is an air-raid shelter rather than a tomb. The tomb is empty, without the gorgeous coffin as imagined, and there are no piles of secret books and artifacts.

"Sure enough, as I expected, how could such nonsense happen in real life, and I'm not the protagonist of Long Ao Tianwen, how could I encounter those unrealistic things." In fact, there is no regret at all.

Ling Dutian took a step forward, knocking on the wall, and even listened carefully to the sound.

"Brother Ling, your ancestor was Captain Mojin?" Seeing Ling Dutian's skilled movements and professional expression, Ronggui couldn't help but wonder, "Could it be the Taoist who moved the mountain?"

"No, from the outside, this tomb is very majestic, but the inside is so narrow, I think there should be some kind of secret passage here." Ling Dutian said, clasping the wall with his knuckles, and there was an "empty" voice , "There is no mechanism, it is sealed." After confirming this, Ling Dutian signaled everyone to back off, and asked Father Luo to open a seam with his vitality.

Under the illumination of the light stone, the inner secret room is the same as the outer one, surrounded and empty.

Rong Gui was disappointed, "There's such a big commotion, but it's an empty tomb, what the hell are you doing!"

Turning around, I wanted to see if there was something like an inscription on the wall.

ah.there is something.

Rong Gui stretched out his hand and took a scroll off the wall.

"Rong...Rong...Master Rong..." A disciple stammered, Rong Gui frowned: "What's wrong? Talk fast if you have something to say, if you fart, you're annoying."

The second volume of Xuanhuang Danjing?Earn big.

"Yao...you moth..."

"Isn't it fun to learn how to speak?"

"No, no, no——" the disciple's speaking speed accelerated, and at the same time, Rong Gui heard a voice like flipping a book.

"Brother! You are really a demon moth!"

The sound of flapping wings.

Rong Gui turned his head and saw an unforgettable scene.Thousands of black and white butterflies fluttered together, and the patterns on the wings of the butterflies were like black and white eyes. For a moment, the strange scene shocked everyone.

Apart from the sound of wings vibrating, there was no human voice in the tomb.

until--

A butterfly pounced on a disciple, its sharp wings cut his throat, and the moment blood spattered everywhere.

"Ming Die... Run, run, run!" Rong Gui finally came back to his senses and shouted.

All the disciples fled to the outside of the tomb, they couldn't fly faster than they could fly, and the butterflies of the underworld reaped the lives like gods of death, screaming one after another.

Finally seeing the light of the exit, Rong Gui, Ling Dutian and Father Luo looked at each other and released their vitality at the same time.

The wind traps the butterfly, the soil becomes a cage, the wood is fuel, and the fire burns everything.

The fire was raging.

A few butterflies slipped through the net and flew towards the three of them, their vitality was on the verge of exhaustion, Rong Gui gritted his teeth to control a ball of flames, but lost control.

With the help of God, the wind blew the scattered ghost butterflies into flames and turned them into ashes in an instant.

This breath...

Rong Gui raised his head and said to the sky: "Come out, I know you are here."

"My apprentice is in trouble. As a teacher, of course I have to help." With a light girly voice, Ji Shenyue, who hadn't seen him for a long time, appeared in a pale pink gauze dress.

"How's the apprentice doing? Do you miss being a teacher?" Ji Shenyue flew to Ronggui's side with a smile, but she didn't have Yujian.

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This chapter is borrowed from: "Ghost Blowing the Lantern" and "Tomb Raiders Notes" express gratitude to the original authors.

A certain author: "Well, actually, I want to try it too..."

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