Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

Chapter 36 The advantage is in me
The royal way, the tomb-suppressing beast, and some funerary objects scattered on the ground, Lin Feng can be sure that this is a tomb.

Ghost yamen, is it in the tomb?

No, looking at the mountain torrents, there is obviously no trace of time. Lin Feng thought that the latest heavy rain in the mountains in western Hunan was told by Li Pusa, a month ago.

The legend of the ghost yamen lasted more than a month.

Did the ghost yamen move, or did the wood spirit make a mistake?
Lightning kept piercing the sky, Lin Feng narrowed his eyes, and he summoned a gust of wind to replace his own eyes to explore the tomb passage.

Under the lightning, he sensed a familiar feeling.

The rest of the place was lit up by lightning as if it were day.Only the tomb passage exposed by the mountain torrent, like the eternal night, cannot be illuminated by light.

It's very similar to the place where his ghost uncle wrung his head off last time!
Listen carefully, there is a very ethereal voice in this tomb passage.

It came out, I don't know if it was the voice of the Nuo opera.

The entire tomb is incompatible with this mountain in western Hunan.

With a strange sense of disobedience.

Could it be that the wood spirit is right?
Lin Feng tapped his sword with his fingers, and the wind gushed into the tomb passage. Lin Feng felt that the tomb passage was very straight, and there were no natural stones to prevent theft. He walked straight down the mountain, as if he had dug it out in the front mountain of Xiangxi. built a mausoleum.

There are hundreds of feet straight!
After a hundred feet, the wind summoned by Lin Feng was about to dissipate.

Fortunately, this is the wind of investigation, not the wind of murder.
The wind of murder can't reach Baizhang.

This tomb passage is not a wilderness, nor is the wind blowing it away.

For Lin Feng, the effect of wind is different, and the degree of cohesion is also different.

Lin Feng flicked the sword, feeling incredible.

Baizhang, what concept?
More than 300 meters, if converted into a three-meter-high building, it is a hundred-story building!
Lin Feng, who was outside, opened his eyes wide in surprise.

Strong curiosity.

This tomb is a big deal!
Whose tomb is this?

Lin Feng was quite shocked!

There is a feeling of excitement!
Because he knows that this game may be really unusual, maybe this game is in some parallel universe and historical space.

In case, Lin Feng thought in case, in which universe, the Xiangxi Blood God really happened?

According to his shallow knowledge.

In the depths of the mountains in western Hunan, there should be no such mausoleum.

Xiangxi does not have this condition, whether it is manpower or material resources, counting on him, a seventh-rank Taoist blessed with the power of the mountain god, even if he is given a few years, he will not be able to dig out such a mausoleum.

The amount of work is really too big.

Hollowing out half of a mountain to make mausoleums was at the level of the Li Tang Dynasty in the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

Pour the power of the whole country.

For the rest of the time, Qin Shihuang may have the ability to hollow out Lishan Mountain to make his own tomb. The problem is, it is in Lishan Mountain.

Although the Han Dynasty attached great importance to burials, the Han Dynasty prefers thick burials, stuffing gold, brass, slaves, and land deeds into their tombs, so that they can enjoy everything in the underworld as well as in the underworld.

They have no obsession with digging up mountains.

None of the princes of the Han Dynasty were in Xiangxi.

Lin Feng suddenly felt that the fun of this game does not seem to be simply clearing the level.

He felt that there were more secrets hidden in the mountains in western Hunan than he had imagined!

These are some secrets related to culture, civilization, and inheritance.

Everyone has a desire to spy on their own selfishness, especially about some ancient, vague expressions, which make people even more curious.

Lin Feng is such a person. He suddenly came into contact with these ancient things in the mountains of western Hunan. He didn't know if it was a real secret.

His enthusiasm was mobilized.

Lin Feng didn't rush over. After a hundred feet, the wind he sent out was about to dissipate, but at this moment, Lin Feng felt that the wind touched the entity.

It seems to be an underground building, with water, pillars, and ropes?
Under the rope, is there a person hanging?
Lin Feng felt the wind, felt the human form, but the wind also reached its limit.

Because there, too, there is air flow.

Lin Feng's wind dissipated.

At this time, Yin Yue came from the distant mountains and forests.

Even if the sky was full of thunder, it couldn't suppress the Yin Joy, Lin Feng's eyes lit up.

Uncle ghost is here?
He temporarily let go of the tomb, turned around and ran towards the place where the music was emanating. When he reached the place, Lin Feng hid behind the trees, and saw a few weird figurines, driving some wild animals towards the front.

The toothless old lady was walking on the road, and in front of him, there were some dazed mountain people.

I don't know where the toothless old lady went to catch the mountain people.

The ghost uncle followed behind the figurine, and she sat on a sliding pole, but the three-meter-tall ghost uncle, the sliding pole she sat on was also unusual.

The pole is very thick, and sixteen people are carrying the sliding pole.

Lin Feng was interested in the bearers.

The bearer of the sliding pole is a special kind of figurine, and bloody spells are drawn on the body of this figurine.

It was exactly the same as what Lin Feng saw in the banyan tree house.

Thinking of this, Lin Feng turned around from behind the trees, the ghost uncle who had closed his eyes to rest, suddenly saw Lin Feng.

It wasn't until Lin Feng walked away from the tree that his aura came out and was sensed by Uncle Ghost.

Shu, has been helping Lin Feng.

Feeling the aura of this man, Uncle Ghost swallowed subconsciously, a little envious and a little jealous.

She got down from the sliding pole, cupped her hands and said, "I've seen Master Mountain God."

The toothless old lady immediately followed, "See Master Mountain God".

Those figurines are rather stupid, and they don't know why.

Standing in place, twisting, not moving.

Lin Feng pulled out his sword, and couldn't help but sigh, these people are real, the first time he saw him was Master Yuan Lai, now he is Master Mountain God.

At the very beginning, they killed him when they met and used him as a raw material for alchemy.

With the help of the power of the mountain god, Lin Feng reached the seventh rank.

Now, they're starting to reason.

"I don't know that the master of the mountain god has come from afar, what can I teach you?"

Uncle Ghost asked with a smile.

Lin Feng didn't speak, under the flash of thunder and lightning in the sky, Lin Feng drew his sword!
The wind in the rain can finally be seen, the breath emerges from the lungs, and with one mouth, the rain is wrapped by the wind and becomes a weapon.

Seeing this new mountain god master and Uncle Ghost, without a second thought, there was a faint incantation on her forehead, like the word "king", and she opened her mouth and roared to shatter the rain!
After that, she rolled on the ground and turned into a big black worm!
The story Lin Feng saw on the Internet was correct, the ghost yamen, the toothless old lady was the clouded leopard.

The ghost uncle is a black tiger who has become a spirit!
It's just that the ghost uncle has turned into a prototype, so it seems a bit too huge!
Even if it is a pickup truck, it is no more than this size.

Killing the toothless old lady with a sword, the rain turned into a thin layer, and quickly picked off the old lady's head. The tiger's roar is the natural power of the tiger to become a spirit. Into the woods.

Even Uncle Ghost doesn't know where the new mountain god master has gone!
Right time and place.

Ghost uncle, the same does not occupy.

(End of this chapter)