Poverty

Chapter 114 Young General
The tomb fell into silence again.

As if fell into a deep sleep again.

Li Yanchu breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's good, the Taoist commander reacts so quickly, I admire this old monk."

Zen Master Shenshan said to Li Yanchu.

The stern and majestic Taoist Yuan Yi also gave Li Yanchu an approving look.

As a member of Taoism, he was even more satisfied with Li Yanchu's performance.

In addition to using hands, it is more like the fighting style of a martial artist.

The presence of the two leaders of the righteous way showed kindness to Li Yanchu at the same time, which is really rare for a young man.

Not only that, but many practitioners who had been helped by Li Yanchu came over to express their gratitude.

If Li Yanchu hadn't acted in time, I'm afraid that all the Yin soldiers in the tomb would be awakened by Mr. Yin Yang with the evil incense.

Then the consequences would be unimaginable.

In that kind of killing, being able to maintain this kind of calm judgment is indeed formidable for later generations.

This time, when they encountered Yin soldiers in the corridor, four more people were lost, and many of the remaining practitioners were also injured.

Fortunately, everyone was an experienced person, and they took out the healing medicine on their bodies one after another.

After a short rest, everyone walked forward again.

The feminine scholar Wang Yunting walked in front, with a serious expression on his face. This big tomb was much more ominous than he had imagined.

As a captain of Mojin, he has visited many large tombs over the years, and he has seen any dangerous things.

Zombies, blood corpses, ghosts, and ghosts are all common, and there are also some organ news, quicksand and flying arrows.

Many seemingly eerie and dangerous places are actually caused by ghosts nourished by the yin energy in the tomb.

Their authentic touch gold captains have their own way of dealing with it.

But this time is different.

Among the people who went down to the tomb, there were Sakyamuni practitioners with profound Buddhist teachings, and Taoist priests with profound spells, like Hu Li the ferryman, Yan Chixiao the exorcist, and Mr. Ma who invited the immortal. These are all strange people with unique skills. scholar.

They are very effective in dealing with evil spirits.

Ordinary evil and dirty things can't make troubles against these people.

But even so, many people were still lost after going to the tomb!
The evil lizard is actually a variant of the tomb-slayer beast, nourished by the evil energy in the tomb.

Coupled with the extremely rare aisle of Yin soldiers.

The evil nature of this large tomb is beyond Wang Yunting's imagination.

The most frightening thing is that among the people who went to the tomb this time, some people obviously have different intentions!

The southwestern monk, Zhang Ping, who was proficient in the way of controlling beasts, died at the hands of the enlightened monk and his own people.

And it involved the Vajra Sect of the Western Regions!
What's more, there is a Mr. Yin Yang who designs everyone.

Wang Yunting felt chills all over his body, and always felt that there might be people with ulterior motives hidden in the team.

This large tomb is already very fierce, even has Yin soldiers.

In addition, someone is secretly playing tricks.

A chill shrouded Wang Yunting's heart, and he always felt that he would be murdered in the next moment.

I'm just a captain who touches gold. Wang Yunting is fully focused, always on guard against possible dangers.

Actually it's not just him.

There are many people in the team who have this kind of thinking, and the things about the monk and Mr. Yin Yang make these practitioners can't help but be wary of those around them.

The so-called suspicion breeds dark ghosts.

In the gloomy and gloomy environment of the tomb, people's mood gradually became depressed.

Wang Yunting looks feminine, but in fact he has a few tricks.

Just now, everyone fell into the maze and returned to this corridor after walking several times in succession.

Wang Yunting drew a mark on the wall with his fingers, and led the crowd out!

The sight in front of everyone suddenly opened up.

They entered a tomb, the layout of this tomb was somewhat similar to the one just now.

There are still murals carved on the walls.

The paintings on the wall on the left are all scenes of fighting on the battlefield, with heavily armored soldiers and bones everywhere.

One of the murals has a chariot, which is not pulled by horses.

It was a strange beast with scales covering its body and a single horn growing on its head.

The shape is a bit like a horse, but it is much taller than ordinary war horses, and has sharp claws.

Standing on the chariot is a young general with a long sword hanging. The murals are painted at a high level.

It outlines the expression of the young general, cold and aloof.

The black armor on his body is engraved with special spells, exuding a mysterious atmosphere.

Just a few simple pictures, the killing spirit of this young general is well expressed.

The last painting is the young general standing on the chariot with his sword brandishing, with countless captives in front of him.

Heads are rolling.

The mural on the right is still full of complicated and mysterious lines, making people confused.

Li Yanchu carefully looked at the mural depicting the young general.

"This seems to be Taoist rune armor?"

Bai Hongtu stood beside him, and let out a light snort.

Li Yanchu nodded: "That's right, it looks like a talisman to ward off evil spirits."

The so-called talisman is a special magic weapon, on which rooster blood is mixed with cinnabar to depict the formation.

People who are not powerful cannot do it.

The earliest legend of rune armor came from a Taoist master who entered Taoism through martial arts.

This Taoist master was once the pinnacle of martial arts in the Jianghu, the kind of peerless master who can be a thousand soldiers by himself.

Later, he devoted himself to cultivating Taoism and worshiped under the gate of Maoshan.

Unexpectedly, he showed a great talent for cultivating Taoism, and became the most cultivated person of the Maoshan School. It is said that he once subdued a dragon that caused disasters in the world.

The rune armor is a special magic weapon handed down in his later years, and the person who wears the rune armor possesses all kinds of inconceivable miracles.

Get rid of all illusions and blinding spells, punish evil and eliminate changes.

Such a legendary figure is something that every cultivator loves to talk about.

At this time, in a large tomb, I saw the murals of the rune armor, which naturally made people amazed.

"This young general should be the owner of the tomb, but I don't know who it is, who can actually possess such a magical thing as a rune armor."

Li Yanchu couldn't help but took a few steps closer, carefully studying the mysterious rune armor.

Bai Hongtu's eyes were equally bright, and the rune armor could be regarded as a very special magic weapon.

There are many legends about rune armor, but no one has ever seen it.

Just through records, descriptions, and word of mouth.

The two suddenly looked at each other.

Since the young general is the owner of the tomb, it is very likely that this rune armor will be hidden in the tomb as a funeral object.

Many people around have also thought of this section. This kind of fetish is extremely attractive to practitioners.

Everyone suddenly became curious about the owner of the tomb.

To be able to own such fetishes as rune armor, and there are so many Yin soldiers in the tomb, as well as the practice methods of Daxia Qi practitioners.

This person is by no means an unknown person.

It was just for a while, but no one thought that there was any young general in history who fit the image of this person.

(End of this chapter)