Please calm down your anger

Chapter 99

"What are these guys trying to do!"

A Mo family priest felt indignant and couldn't help asking.

Everyone else was silent.

There are many things that can be pictured, such as the name of the picture, picture profit, and picture longevity.

What's more, there are some people who are naturally mean-spirited and like to tell stories, and some people are vicious in their hearts, and they like to see other people's misfortune and the world's morals burn, and they are willing to hurt others and benefit themselves...

What are they planning?
In this world, not everything can be explained clearly.

Wang Xuan took a deep breath, turned his head to look at the round-faced little Taoist nun behind him, and said in a deep voice: "The Taiyi Sect is best at Shinto rituals, how should we destroy this thing?"

How did Chen Xianyu know, so he could only lower his head and cup his hands and said, "We still have to wait for the master to see it."

Wang Xuan pondered for a while, then looked at Mo Huaixian, "Brother Mo, please send someone to guard this place, and wait for Daoist Guo to come to deal with it. If something is wrong, destroy the entire cave immediately."

"Yes, my lord." Mo Huaixian quickly cupped his hands.

……

The second cavern is full of cages.

They still underestimated the courage of the blood-robed thief.

Those who were caught were not only the inheritors of folk dharma lineages with no backing, but also quite a few of the disciples of the dharma lineage of the great teaching.

Ordinary people were imprisoned under the ground, sealed with iron bars at the top, with rotten paste food residues, and a strong smell of feces and urine below, just like raising pigs and dogs.

When Wang Xuan arrived, many people had already been released.

"Master, master!"

Yang Quan held the pale old man in his arms and called repeatedly. After going through life and death this time, seeing each other again seems like a lifetime away...

Qi Long was still alive, but his face was emaciated and he was unconscious. It was obvious that he had been tortured hard enough...

There are still many people with dementia on their faces, who have become fools...

Wang Xuan gave him a wink, Mo Huaixian understood it, and immediately stepped forward to comfort him.

"Don't worry, everyone, the bandits have been wiped out by my Yong'an army..."

"He is actually a student of Liuhe Yinyang Sect? There is also the Taoist Master of Taiyi... The blood-clothed thief is really daring. To tell you the truth, the mastermind behind the scenes is Yuan Bukong..."

"Yes, to get out of the catastrophe this time, it is best to ask the elders of the master to hunt down and kill this beast..."

"There are still people in Huaizhou, don't worry, I, Yong'an, will make proper arrangements..."

Yong'an is short of resources, no matter how small it is, it cannot be let go.

Although some folk methods are mediocre in combat power, they are urgently needed by the military government. For example, Wei Wei, the cobbler, made the Eight Desolation Shocking God Drum, and Bai Sanxi was in charge of various constructions.

In Wang Xuan's view, they are far more important than masters who are good at fighting.

Of course, those disciples of the Great Sect also look down on Yong'an, but they can use this to bring disaster to the east. After all, Yuan Bukong is always a big problem.

What the Yong'an Military Mansion lacks the most is time, and if it can be delayed for a day, it is a day...

While Wang Xuan was deep in thought, the priest from the Mo family next to him said in a low voice, "My lord, the ancient tomb that the blood-clothed thief found is a bit strange."

"Oh?" Wang Xuan became interested.

……

The ancient tomb is very cleverly hidden.

After going 300 meters deeper into the cave, six or seven forked roads suddenly appeared, which were dark and mysterious, and it was unknown where they led.

And in the place of passage, there is another passage vertically downwards, surrounded by gravel, it seems that it was hidden artificially, but it was opened again by the blood thief.

Leaving the others to deal with the aftermath, Wang Xuan took Guo Luquan, Chou Fo'er, and a few priests from the Mo family and jumped down, using their strength to reach the bottom of the cave.

Below is another cave with a width of [-] meters, with several braziers burning blazingly, and three or four corpses were lying on the ground, all of them were huge and covered with long hair.

On the opposite stone wall, there is a five-meter-high bronze tomb door, which has been destroyed in disrepute.

An elder from the Mo family shook his head and said: "Old man entered this cave, these monsters still wanted to extinguish the brazier and attack secretly, so they could only kill them, and forgot to leave a living room to ask."

"I'm afraid they don't know either."

Guo Luquan took a few steps forward to observe carefully, stroked his beard and frowned, "The dragon veins of Zhongtu come out from Longshou Mountain in Tiandu, with countless branches of different sizes, and there are often excellent Fengshui caves in the caves of dragon veins, so it's not surprising to find ancient tombs. "

"Those organs should be connected to the underground water veins. It seems that they are all forged from black copper. It may be rusted to this appearance, I am afraid that it has been a few years..."

Wang Xuan asked: "Has Mr. Guo seen the root of this tomb?"

Guo Luquan was suddenly embarrassed, "Well, although our Yinmen specializes in funerals, we deal more with the common people. The tombs of this aristocratic family involve Fengshui masters, secret passages from agencies, and even borrowed the art of conferring gods. I really don't understand it."

The Mo family looked at the bloodstains and arrow dents on the ground around them, shook their heads slightly and said: "It seems that many people have been stolen and killed in blood clothes. If they can't break the mechanism, they can only force it. We don't have so much time."

Guo Luquan's eyes lit up suddenly, and he said with a low smile, "We don't know how, but there are some people who will. Qi Long and the master and apprentice of Bibaoren said they were looking for treasures, but they probably did a lot of grave digging."

Qi Long and Lao Yangtou, the treasurer, had already woken up and were quickly inserted into the cave.

"Master Wang saved me twice, thank you for your kindness!"

When the two met, they bowed deeply and cupped their hands.

Afterwards, Old Yang looked around, gritted his teeth and said, "When I heard the howling ghosts in the dungeon, I knew they were digging ancient tombs. I can only pretend to be stupid and say it doesn't make sense."

Wang Xuan nodded slightly, "Maybe Elder Yang broke through the mechanism?"

"Don't worry, my lord, leave this matter to the old man!"

Old Yang pulled out the black iron thorn from his waist, first stepped forward to hit on the bronze door, then looked around, and said with a sneer: "These aristocratic families, what they like the most is the formation of doubts, those institutions are all fake, This place is arranged according to the eight trigrams, but it is hidden..."

Then, he walked to the cave wall opposite the tomb door and knocked, "My lord, please break through here, and the tomb door will naturally be opened."

Wang Xuan nodded to signal, Chou Fo'er chuckled, and immediately stepped forward and swung the big axe, splashing earth and rocks everywhere, breaking a hole.

There is a hollow pipe inside, and the copper chain with the thick mouth of the bowl swings gently, as if something is being pulled underneath.

Chou Fo'er grabbed the copper chain and dragged it out.

rumbling...

Accompanied by a huge roar, the bronze door slowly fell.

Everyone looked in a daze. The bronze door was ten meters thick, more like a raised dragon-breaking stone. As for the door lock, it was completely deceiving.

Old man Yang, the treasurer, sneered and said: "My lord, have you seen that there must be a mechanism in the middle of this door. As long as you cut half of it, the whole cave will collapse. If there are blood-clothed thieves, there are also scum masters. If they didn't come, I guess this tomb is too." Found it by accident."

Wang Xuan suddenly realized, and instantly figured out many things.

The blood-clothed bandit's experiment site was originally arranged in Shanyin. They should have moved here temporarily. Someone visited the Qiwang acupoint and found an ancient tomb, so they experimented with magic and dug the tomb.

I thought the mountain was secluded, but I didn't expect to be smashed by myself.

From behind, Chen Xianyu also followed secretly, pretending to be transparent, and a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes when he heard it.

After the door of the tomb was opened, a decaying aura spewed out immediately, and it seemed to be accompanied by a shrill scream, followed by a faint blue light.

"Everyone be careful!" Wang Xuan Tie Qiang rolled his eyes solemnly.

He saw many fuzzy figures flying up and down among them, their faces distorted in pain, as if they were crying out in despair, setting off gusts of sinister wind.

Although the others didn't have his spiritual eyes, they could vaguely detect it.

Guo Luquan shook his head slightly and sighed: "My lord, don't do anything. These are just tomb spirits. They were trapped in the tomb by magic and nourished by the energy of the earth. It is rare for the remnant soul to be at peace. There must be a formation inside. Once you step into it, you will die." It will turn into a ghost to attack people."

Then, he took a step forward and took out the requiem bell from his bosom, stretched out his hand and threw a red thread into the tomb, then shook the bell and said loudly: "There are nine heavens above, and nine secluded places below. Scattered in the sky, the soul returns to the earth..."

Everyone put down their guard and fell silent.

"Requiem for the Soul", this scripture, according to legend, came from the ancient emperor.

In this world, the survival of the human race is difficult. There are legends of immortals and Buddhas in ancient times, and they have left names, such as Taishang Qingwei Daojun enshrined by Taiyi Sect, Qingxu Miaoyuan Daojun enshrined by Xuanyuan Sect in the Southern Jin Dynasty, and Xu Mi The Sumeru Lotus Buddha of Dzong…

But in that distant era, the three emperors of heaven, earth and man who led the rise of the human race did not even know their names. There was only a folk nursery rhyme sung: "The emperor of heaven is far away, the emperor of earth is quiet, the emperor of man is eternal, and a thousand generations and a thousand dynasties."

What the Human Emperor left behind was the Conferred God Art, and what the Earth Emperor left behind was the "Requiem for Soul"...

(End of this chapter)