Step through fairy dust

Those murals are painted with some kind of paint. They are bright red and have not faded after thousands of years. The characters in the paintings are radiant and lifelike, as if they will walk out of the murals in the next moment.

In the last mural, a blood-red tree was painted. This tree was quite tall and reached into the sky. The people crawling under the tree were as humble and insignificant as ants.The tree had neither leaves nor fruit, only tangled branches, and those branches seemed to be dry and dead, not like a tree waiting to bear fruit at all, more like a dead tree.

"Is this the Longevity Tree?" Jimo Ye looked at the tree with a gleam of light in his eyes.

Unlike cultivators who can set foot on the Dao of Longevity and have a long lifespan, it is extremely rare for ordinary people to live a hundred years. Even a ninth-level martial artist can have a lifespan of more than 200 years at most.For these mortals, longevity is indeed an irresistible temptation.

Everyone looked at the tree greedily, and even Nangong Zi, who had always been calm and quiet, showed a dazed expression.

The longevity tree on the mural exudes a blood-red strange and seductive aura. A middle-aged man with a strong figure showed greed, and he seemed to be tempted to step forward, reaching out his hand to caress the blood-red painting inch by inch. mural.

There were a few others who had the same reaction as the middle-aged man, and they couldn't help but stepped forward and wanted to reach out to touch the heart-stirring sacred tree.

Jimo Ye frowned, and shouted: "Don't touch it!" Nothing in the tomb should be touched casually, it might be a mechanism or a trap.

The few people in the back were drunk by Jimo Ye, and immediately retracted their hands as if they had just woken up from a dream, with a dazed and panicked look on their faces, as if they didn't know what they had done at all.

But the first person who reached out to touch the mural was not so lucky. Just when his hand touched the mural, he suddenly let out a shrill scream.

Everyone was startled, and saw the man retract his hand, and stumbled a few steps back, only then did they realize that the man's entire hand was gone!The man's hand that touched the mural seemed to have been corroded by something, and it was missing inch by inch from the fingertips. Flesh and blood sprayed out, mixed with the man's heart-piercing shouts.

Not only that, but soon, the whole arm of that person was corroded. Seeing that half of his body was about to disappear, Shen Canglang immediately searched with his spiritual sense, only to find that what ate the person's body was an extremely small insect, that Compared with the kind of worm they saw before, this kind of worm was so small that it was almost invisible to the naked eye, so even he and Meng Kunlun didn't see that kind of worm in the first place.

Jimo Ye obviously also found out that it was a small bug, and quickly shouted: "Don't touch those murals!" As soon as the words fell, the murals slowly wriggled as if they had life, and everyone discovered that the original Several groups of murals are composed of densely packed insects that are almost invisible to the naked eye!Those tiny worms are bright red all over, invisible to the naked eye alone, but when they gather together, they become a huge individual. These little worms slowly move in one direction, and when viewed from a distance, they look like a blood-red The river flows slowly.

The direction in which those bugs squirmed was the longevity tree on the mural.

Gradually, those bugs gradually gathered together, making the longevity tree taller, taller and more ferocious, and covering the entire wall of the tomb.

At this time, the other half of the person who touched the wall had been eaten away.

The clothes on his body fell to the ground slowly, and countless tiny blood-red bugs slowly crawled out from his clothes, like a gurgling blood-red stream...

"Run!"

No one dared to wait any longer, and immediately fled towards the door of the tomb.

Only Shen Canglang and Meng Kunlun were left at the end slowly. The moment he left the tomb, Shen Canglang saw with his divine sense that the blood-red bugs crawling out of his clothes slowly climbed up the mural and gathered on the blood-red longevity tree. ...

Then, the blood-red longevity tree merged into a blood-red river, climbing towards a place...

Everyone ran desperately, and soon left the tomb full of bugs behind.

They ran into another tomb passage, and soon they encountered a fork in the road.

There were two intersections in front of them, and everyone hesitated, which intersection to take. In the tomb, if one chooses carelessly, it will lead to death.

At this time, Jimo Ye suddenly pointed to the wall at one of the forked intersections, and said, "This is the special symbol of my Jimo family. It seems that my second uncle and the others should take this road." He pointed to the wall A scratch, this scratch is not deep, very shallow, it is not easy to see, but it can be seen that it should be newly added.

"Go this way." Jimo Ye reached out and touched the scratch, then looked at the fork that the scratch pointed to.

"Wait," Nangong Zi frowned suddenly. She bent down, stretched out her finger, and twisted it on the floor of another fork, then stood up, and twisted a little dark purple powder on the tip of her finger. It's a sign fan of our Nangong family, it seems that my father and the others should have gone this way." She looked at another fork.

Jimo Ye frowned, and said, "Why did my second uncle separate from your father?"

"How would I know?" Nangong Zi sneered, "Maybe there is some dispute. Our goal is to find each other. If that's the case, then let's separate."

Jimo Ye frowned and didn't say anything. The main purpose of them going to the tomb was to find the elders of each family first. As for the artifacts, it was secondary, so he couldn't stop Nangong Zi.

Nangong Zi glanced at Shen Canglang and Meng Kunlun indifferently, turned around slowly, and walked towards the fork on the left alone.

Soon, her back disappeared into the darkness.

Now, only Jimo Ye, his five subordinates, and Shen Canglang and Meng Kunlun were left.

Jimo Ye didn't say anything, and walked into the fork on the right.

Shen Canglang and Meng Kunlun were still at the end, and he communicated with Meng Kunlun again with his spiritual sense.

"Nangong Zi and Jimo Ye should not be together."

Meng Kunlun glanced at him indifferently, revealing a "how can I see" eyes.

"Nangong Zi must have discovered that Jimo Ye was brewing something... That's why she separated from them. Nangong Zi's so-called marking powder was clearly sprinkled by herself just now..."

Meng Kunlun looked at him with a clear look in his eyes.

Shen Canglang guessed in his heart that he was happy, at least he had been a detective once in ancient times, and when he was secretly complacent, Meng Kunlun suddenly spoke to him with his spiritual sense.

"There is a problem with that longevity tree."

Shen Canglang cast a glance at him, and finally he was willing to speak, don't you want to play Shen Shen anymore?

"There must be a problem. Cultivators don't have any spiritual fruit that can be eaten and ascended. How could there be such a thing in the world... I saw that mural, it was also very strange. Those people worshiped the longevity tree...not so much Worshiping, it’s better to be like offering sacrifices...using people to sacrifice..."

Those people's worship of the longevity tree is almost comparable to the cult brainwashing in Shen Canglang's previous world, but how can there really be such a thing as the longevity tree in this world?If longevity is really so easy to find, wouldn't it be a joke for those cultivators who have practiced for hundreds of years and thousands of years?

"That person said that after 1000 years, the longevity tree will bear fruit." Meng Kunlun's words drifted into Shen Canglang's mind.

"So by now, it should have been a year ago? Maybe it's today? We'll see if it's true or not." Shen Canglang smiled.

They walked for a long time, and finally walked out of the tomb.

Ahead appeared a subterranean dark lake.

"The main tomb should be over there." Jimo Ye looked at the other side of the lake with an excited expression.

There seems to be a forest on the other side of the lake, which makes Shen Cang full of doubts. This is completely different from the tomb he imagined. How could someone build his own tomb into a forest?

Jimo Ye has already walked towards the bridge in the center of the lake. It seems to be a stone arch bridge paved with bluestone slabs. It looks like it has experienced vicissitudes, after all, thousands of years have passed.

Shen Canglang and Meng Kunlun also walked slowly onto the bridge. At the head of the bridge was a sculpture, which molded an extremely weird image, which turned out to be a bug.The worm sculptures are extremely weird, they are the same height as people, and their expressions are ferocious and attractive, but the sculptures are lifelike, lifelike and scary.

There is such a sculpture every ten feet or so on the bridge, Shen Canglang feels weird in his heart, but he can't tell what is weird.

Finally crossing the bridge, Jimo Ye hurried forward, and Shen Canglang seemed to catch a glimpse of the worm sculpture on the bridge moving in his peripheral vision.

He paused, and followed the person in front to go up, but he scanned with his spiritual sense, only to find that the whole bridge moved...

The whole bridge is actually made of worms!

The bridge collapsed silently and instantly, turning into tens of thousands of dark blue bugs, rushing towards the shore, not only that, but also more colorful bugs crawled out from the river... …

Shen Canglang withdrew his consciousness, only feeling his scalp tingling, how many bugs are there in this tomb!

Meng Kunlun turned his face, looked at Shen Canglang's expression, and reached out to touch Shen Canglang's face.

Shen Canglang paused and smiled at Meng Kunlun.

"It's okay." Meng Kunlun said lightly.

Shen Canglang nodded.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, they finally came to a palace-like building.

Those buildings seemed to be paved with bluestone, which made Shen Canglang's expression very bad, and he couldn't help but think of the worm bridge just now...

But after watching for a while, the palace didn't move at all, very silent, very normal.

Jimo Ye had already walked towards the only gate, but Shen Canglang had no choice but to follow.

He doesn't care about those bugs, but they are too dense, and they look a little disgusting...

The gate of the palace is very grand and huge, about ten feet high, and looks extraordinary.A huge nine-legged blood-red worm is carved on the door, which is inexplicable and treacherous.

"This is... the nine-legged blood beast! This is the beast of the kingdom, and only emperors can use it in the mausoleum!" Jimo Ye's voice was very excited, full of uncontrollable excitement.

"This may be the tomb of Emperor Chaotian thousands of years ago! Legend has it that no one has ever found it. After Emperor Chaotian ascended to heaven thousands of years ago, the tomb of the body has been missing. It turns out that it is here...Emperors of all ages have devoted themselves to finding the founding emperor Chaotian But we have never found the tomb, but now we have found it... This is the tomb of the legendary emperor through the ages..." Jimo Ye's voice lowered slowly...

Just when everyone walked to the gate of the palace, the ancient gate of the palace opened without wind, making a sound that seemed to come from the vicissitudes of thousands of years ago.

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