After being reborn, she became a pet junior sister in the world of cultivating immortals

The bronze swordsman was stopped by Xie Congnan, and the other bones were dealt with by Xue Jiaojiao and the others.

Compared with the Bronze Swordsman, Bone was obviously much weaker. After Xue Jiaojiao dealt with this side, she saw Xie Congnan chopping the Bronze Swordsman horizontally. The Bronze Swordsman's long sword was cut off and fell to the ground with a bang.

The bronze swordsman without a sword was completely at the mercy of Xie Congnan.

After Xie Congnan solved his side, he saw that Lan Xiaohe's side was almost done.

Lan Xiaohe shrugged his shoulders, "I told you to help me, maybe you won't be in such a mess."

Xie Connan said angrily, "Why do you provoke these things?"

Lan Xiaohe raised his eyebrows and said, "To be honest, I really didn't provoke them much, they just appeared here."

"This is a tomb." Pei Nanxun said, looking at the bronze swordsman who had fallen to the ground without moving.

Behind the bronze armor was a skeleton, and Pei Nanxun took off his helmet.

"Such a big tomb, which emperor should it belong to?"

Xue Rongyue said, looking at Pei Nanxun, he suddenly froze.

He said why he felt that Xue Jiaojiao's luck was familiar, which was clearly the same as that of Pei Nanxun.

People like them who have luck can feel it, but others can't. I don't know if Xue Jiaojiao has noticed it herself.

Xue Jiaojiao didn't notice it. She rarely had contact with Pei Nanxun, and even if she did, it was very short-lived, so she wouldn't pay attention to other people's luck.

But this time, in the cramped and narrow corridor, Xue Jiaojiao suddenly noticed something was wrong.

The luck she possesses seems to be the same as Pei Nanxun's.

Not only Xue Jiaojiao was puzzled, Xue Rongyue was also more and more surprised.

How could there be two people with the same luck in the world?

Before they could think too much, others started talking about the bronze swordsman.

Long before the establishment of the Four Kingdoms, some emperors appeared, but they were relatively few.

With the tomb of the bronze swordsman, it seems that it is undoubtedly the tomb of the emperor.

Everyone is a little excited that the ancient inheritance will be here. This inheritance is not small. If it can be achieved, it will really fly into the sky.

Xue Jiaojiao followed behind Xie Congnan, looking at the surrounding stone walls, the light of the flames was dim, and there seemed to be something engraved on it.

Xue Jiaojiao tugged at Xie Congnan's sleeve, Xie Congnan stopped, and the flames lit up the stone wall.

"What's on it?" Xie Congnan moved closer.

Lan Xiaohe also came over and took a closer look at the stone wall.

"It seems to be a mural." Qu Qingci said, and touched it with his hands.

Lan Xiaohe looked all the way over, and then said: "It's about the history of an emperor's succession."

Lan Xiaohe smiled, thinking it was nothing new.

It's nothing more than those things, usurping the throne and consolidating power, and I don't know how many things have been beautified.

However, this mural convinced them that the ancient inheritance here should be related to this emperor.

"This is never recorded in the history books." Xue Rongyue shook his head.

They knew so little information that they didn't even know who was sleeping in the imperial tomb.

In the previous battle between immortals and demons, many history books were destroyed, and even they could not remember the contents inside.

"Let's go further in and have a look." Lan Xiaohe pointed to the road ahead.

A group of people turned their heads and walked towards that side, the room became wider as they went in, Xue Jiaojiao felt a little uneasy.

Ancient inheritance is an opportunity, but it is also accompanied by great risks.

They had only walked more than ten meters inside when there was another sound of footsteps.

A few bronze swordsmen came over holding their swords, followed by a group of bone soldiers.

The ground was trampled by them, and this group of dead people had been preventing them from passing.

But the inheritance is inside, and the immortal killers are also eyeing this inheritance, they must get it.

Several people formed an array to fight, staring at the few bronze swordsmen.

Among them, the Bronze Swordsman has the highest attack power, so these should be dealt with first.

The chief disciples Xie Connan and Lan Xiaohe took the lead, and the bronze swordsman's burly figure covered them.

Xue Jiaojiao looked up, and had to deal with the bones in front of her.

By the time everything was over, there was already a piece of ground lying on the ground.

Xie Congnan sighed and walked over.

"There won't be any more ahead?"

"It's hard to say." Lan Xiaohe walked in the front.

Pei Nanxun suddenly stopped him.

"Not right."

"Huh?" Lan Xiaohe raised his eyebrows.

In the next second, the entire underground palace shook, and many people appeared behind them, in a state of embarrassment.

Xue Jiaojiao's heart suddenly beat rapidly, and she covered her heart.

"Senior sister, there are immortal killers among those who came." Xue Jiaojiao looked at Xie Connan.

Xie Congnan quickly asked, "Are you sure?"

Xue Jiaojiao shook her head. There were too many people and there was some distance. She just sensed it, but she couldn't tell which one it was.

The group of people behind came suddenly, and they were stunned for a while, and after the underground palace stopped shaking, they hurried inside.

Once inside, the sight suddenly brightened.

"This is the main tomb." Lan Xiaohe said, striding up.

Now not only they have found it, but also those who followed behind have found it.

The coffin in the main tomb, as well as countless funerary objects, attracted everyone's attention.

Xie Connan could feel the quaint atmosphere coming from there.

The people behind also ran in, from all sects.

Lan Xiaohe looked inside unhurriedly, and then touched the coffin.

The coffin suddenly emitted light, and before the immortal killer could make a move, everyone was sucked in.

Xue Jiaojiao only felt that her consciousness was in a trance for a while, and when she opened her eyes again, the world had been turned upside down.

There is a village in front of her, she is still wearing Yunmengze's disciple costume, everything is very strange, Xue Jiaojiao has never been to this place.

It was morning at this moment, and many villagers came out to do farm work, so they naturally saw Xue Jiaojiao.

A man carrying a hoe looked at his wife beside him.

"Is that a stranger?"

The wife nodded and said, "It seems to be, I think she still has a sword on her waist."

"The one with the sword must be a cultivator."

The two widened their eyes at the same time.

"Father, mother, what are you talking about?" A dark-skinned little boy ran to the two of them.

The wife wiped the mud from her hands, "How about I ask?"

"Alright, you go."

The woman walked up to Xue Jiaojiao and asked in a gentle voice, "Girl, are you a cultivator?"

Xue Jiaojiao nodded.

"Then why are you here?" the woman asked her suspiciously.

Xue Jiaojiao asked back: "What year is this year?"

The woman told Xue Jiaojiao, Xue Jiaojiao was a little surprised, that coffin brought her back thousands of years ago, before the establishment of the Four Kingdoms.

Then how will she go back, or is this a trial passed on to them by the ancients?
With a thousand turns in her heart, Xue Jiaojiao smiled at the woman and said, "I passed by here, so I came to see it."