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"Senior brother, are there really earth-line beads in this ghost place?"

While Deng Yang was looking at the three of them with the help of Yin Bing's vision, the young man with smart eyebrows and a tired look was behind the middle-aged Taoist, looking around with a frustrated look on his face.

"Whether there is one or not, we have to keep looking for it."

Faced with the youth's frustration, the middle-aged Taoist leader had a cold face, with a hint of melancholy in his deep eyes, and spoke with a precious word.

"Hey, I don't know when this kind of day will end, and I don't know if I can find the earth vein beads in my lifetime."

He raised his eyes boredly and looked around at the dark mountains and forests around him. The young man's eyes were full of loss.

"Senior brother, we will definitely be able to find it. Don't be discouraged. After all, we have only been searching for six years, and senior brother has only been searching for twelve years. We have plenty of time."

Compared with the youth's confusion and loss, the girl was much more optimistic, with a pair of big watery eyes full of encouragement.

"Yes, junior sister is right. I am only 22 this year. I still have 50 years to live before I turn 28. There is really no need to worry."

Looking at the innocent girl, the young man smiled brightly. Although his words were relaxed, there was an unstoppable bitterness in his eyes.

"Old Taoist, Feng Ling, if you are still alive before the age of 30, you can go and settle in Zhongzhou."

"From now on, I can live an ordinary life so that I can continue the bloodline inheritance for my family."

After hearing the words of the junior brothers and sisters behind him, the middle-aged Taoist leader was silent for a while and then spoke.

"What about you, brother?"

After hearing this, the young man did not speak. Instead, the girl opened her big eyes and looked expectantly at the middle-aged Taoist leader.

"Senior brother's mission in this life is to revive the lineage where I was buried."

Facing the girl's expectant gaze, the middle-aged Taoist looked quite calm.

In other words, in his heart, reviving the Burial Ground lineage is his mission, a mission that cannot be shied away from.

He could never forget the way his master and uncle turned into blood corpses, and the look of expectation in his eyes before his death.

"Brother, what did you say?"

"I don't want to live like an ordinary person. In the past few years, our brothers and sisters have traveled across three continents. Don't we still know what ordinary people live like?"

"Besides, although the lifespan of our lineage is not long, it has already exceeded that of most ordinary people. I think senior brother wants to curse me."

After hearing what the middle-aged Taoist said, the young man immediately interrupted with a playful smile.

"Me too, I want to follow senior brother. Without our help, wouldn't it be more difficult for senior brother to find the earth vein beads?"

"It's too early to say this now."

After glancing at the junior brothers and sisters behind him, the middle-aged Taoist man's lips wriggled a few times before saying anything else.

"Interesting, they are really from the Burial Ground lineage!"

After hearing the conversation between several people, Deng Yang smiled faintly, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

There are countless side sects, but there are very few that truly have a long history. Most side sects cannot withstand the test of the torrent of history, and will usually be completely cut off in just two or three generations.

After all, the spiritual world is not a kind place, and the practice of side sects is full of flaws. Although inheritance is easy to find, it is very difficult to find a successor who can pass on the dharma.

Moreover, the inheritance of the dharma lineage of the side sects is also full of strange things. Just like the lineage of the Inviting God, a spiritual god has been passed down for more than ten generations. The same is true for those who raise Gu. Some natal Gu are usually passed down from the lineage of the ancestor. What? When the life Gu dies, the Dharma lineage disappears.

This burial ground lineage is even more peculiar. This lineage is passed down by blood. It was once glorious and even formed a clan.

It is precisely because of this that the practice method of this lineage is also extremely strange, that is, one must be the bloodline passed down by the first generation of ancestors to be qualified to practice the inherited methods of the burial ground lineage.

Moreover, most of the people in this lineage are people without surnames, who are naturally good at sensing the energy of the earth lineage, and their life span is limited to 50 years.

As for how this bloodline was formed, Deng Yang had no idea. After all, the information he knew also came from the original body.

It is said that the descendants of this lineage rarely appear in the spiritual world, and their lifelong mission is to collect earth line beads.

Because only the Earth Meridian Beads can help them break through the 50-year-old age limit, and they can even use the Earth Meridian Beads and the special bloodline in their bodies to become immortals.

"It seems that Dingzheng Mountain is indeed not as simple as it seems."

Although after some searching, nothing special about Dingzhang Mountain was found.

But the appearance of this descendant of the Burial Ground line broke Deng Yang's previous speculation.

Although his cultivation level is good, the world is so big and full of wonders, and he dare not say that he didn't make mistakes.

After all, the descendants of the burial ground lineage are born with strange blood. Since they appear here, it is enough to show that this Dingzhan Mountain is definitely not as simple as it seems.

Thinking of this, Deng Yang suddenly had an idea in his mind.

The descendants of this Burial Ground lineage are not just good tool men. If you want to know what is so special about Dingzhang Mountain, just capture them and ask them.

After all, when it comes to the art of earth vein exploration, Deng Yang is only slightly involved, but he is not as good as these professionals.

Thinking of this, Deng Yang thought, and the paper-man Yin soldiers scattered in the mountain suddenly began to move towards the three people on the mountainside.

"Who"

As if sensing some unusual energy, the middle-aged Taoist walking on the mountainside suddenly stopped, his ears moved slightly, and a pair of deep eyes looked around like an eagle.

"Senior brother, what's wrong?"

Seeing the vigilant look on his senior brother's face, the young man behind him immediately pulled out a short brass stick engraved with inscriptions from the treasure box behind him, his face full of vigilance.

"Protect the wind chimes!"

Shaking his head at his junior brother to signal him to be silent, the middle-aged Taoist narrowed his eyes and instantly pulled out the long sword in his hand, moving like an ape in the air.

"Qiang! Chi! Chi chi."

As several clear sword lights passed through the air, the bushes on the side suddenly spread out, and two thin pieces of human-shaped paper suddenly fell from the air.

"what is this?"

Looking at the paper figure falling from the sky, holding a copper stick and protecting the girl, a flash of curiosity suddenly flashed in the eyes of the young man.

"Don't lean over"

Seeing his junior brother subconsciously approaching the bush, the middle-aged Taoist immediately reminded him urgently.

But his warning voice was obviously a step too late. The moment the young man approached the bushes, several paper figures with distorted faces and strange smiles on their faces, wearing black shrouds, jumped out of the bushes.

"What the hell!"

Fortunately, the young man's reaction was not slow. The moment the paper man pounced, he subconsciously waved the copper stick in his hand and swept out. His body was like a spiritual ape, retreating and leaping three feet back.

"Dang!" "So hard! What the hell."

With a violent sound of gold and iron ringing through the night sky, the young man subconsciously shook his arm holding the stick, only to feel numbness in his palm.

While the three brothers and sisters were waiting in full formation, a rustling sound suddenly came from the surrounding jungle shrubs. Countless paper-man Yin soldiers holding paper spears and distorted faces emerged from the woods and surrounded the three people. Surrounded in the center.

"There are so many, senior brother, what are these?"

Looking at the crowd of paper figures, a solemn look suddenly flashed in the young man's eyes, and he subconsciously turned his attention to the middle-aged Taoist next to him.

"Is that comrade joking with my brothers and sisters?"

After carefully looking at the number of paper-man Yin soldiers around him, the middle-aged Taoist subconsciously clenched the long sword in his hand that was like a clear spring and asked loudly.

The voice echoed through the night sky. After waiting for a moment, there was no response. The middle-aged Taoist's face gradually darkened.

"Junior brother, you can cast a spell to cover me later. After I kill a bloody path, you can immediately break out with the wind chime."

"understand!"

Facing the gaze cast by his senior brother, the young man immediately nodded solemnly.

"Crack."

Without saying much, as the young man twisted the copper stick in his hand, and with a slight sound of the machine starting up, the two ends of the copper stick suddenly stretched out, changing from a short stick to a long stick.

As the two brothers looked at each other, the young man's waist and hips suddenly sank, veins popped out on his forehead, and he stamped the ground hard with the copper stick in his hand.

"Boom! Rumble."

As a mysterious energy spread rapidly, with the three people at the center, the ground for hundreds of miles suddenly shook, as if the sky was falling.

"go!"

The moment the ground moved, the middle-aged Taoist priest waved his long sword while the paper-man Yin soldiers were unsteady on their feet.

In the interlacing sword rays in the void, the figures of several paper-man Yin soldiers were instantly crushed to pieces.

"Qiang! Zizi."

Seeing the gap that her senior brother had managed to break through, the girl immediately unfolded the ancient bronze umbrella engraved with ancient bronze inscriptions in her hand, and rushed down the mountain against the paper guns pierced by countless Yin soldiers.

"Hee hee hee."

Just when the three of them were about to break out of the siege, ripples suddenly appeared in the void, and Dodson's white mist overflowed from the void. Several majestic paper man Yin soldiers, wearing armor and holding iron ropes in their hands, suddenly blocked a few of them. in front of people.

As soon as these paper-man Yin soldiers appeared, the iron ropes in their hands immediately split into countless pieces, and like agile black snakes, they swam in the void and tied them up.

"Qiang! Whoosh."

"Junior Sister."

Although the middle-aged Taoist swung his sword in time to swing away the iron rope in front of him, just when he swung his sword to kill an armored Yin soldier, an obscure iron rope suddenly escaped from the void and tied up the girl holding an ancient bronze umbrella. All of them.

Seeing that the girl was about to be dragged away by the iron rope, the middle-aged Taoist priest and the young man jumped up together, waving their swords and sticks as if to rescue them, but they were blocked by several paper-man Yin soldiers.

"hateful."

"Who is this senior person who is joking with juniors and others?"

"Please come with me, my master invites you!"

Just when they were both frightened and angry, and unable to do anything, the Yin soldier in front of the two brothers suddenly moved out of the way, and a short Yin soldier dressed as a housekeeper slowly stepped forward.

"Senior brother, do you want to go?"

Looking at the paper figures with almost identical faces and looking particularly weird, a flash of hesitation suddenly flashed across the young man's face, and he subconsciously turned his attention to the middle-aged Taoist next to him.

"go"

"Don't worry, with the other party's methods, if he is really malicious, there is no need to do anything unnecessary."

Perhaps seeing the worry of his junior brother, the middle-aged Taoist looked around at the piles of paper-man Yin soldiers, with a flash of bitterness in his eyes.

"I listen to my brother."

After hearing this, the young man didn't say much and nodded solemnly.

Although he usually vents his complaints, at critical moments, he is not one to shrink from battle.

To put it bluntly, as descendants of the Burial Ground lineage, sometimes their fate is not up to them to choose.

Since they were unwilling to be at the mercy of fate, they had put life and death at risk ever since they embarked on this path of changing their destiny against nature.

Follow Yin Bing all the way to the top of the mountain.

On the top of the mountain, on a piece of bluestone protruding from the ground, a young man wearing a black robe, with a handsome face and a skin color as warm as jade, was sitting cross-legged on the bluestone.

The black silk on the young man's head was tied into a simple hairpin, and his narrow eyes seemed to be closed. Every time he exhaled and inhaled, the energy around his body was like the blazing sun, and the void around him seemed to be faintly trembling with the young man's breathing.

"Senior brother, look!"

Pointing at the figure behind the young man who was covered in black robes and looked like a wooden stake, the young man subconsciously took out a wooden Luo Geng from his arms and pointed at the trembling hands on it, his expression looking particularly solemn.

"Don't be rude!"

While the young man focused his attention on the figure like a wooden stake, the middle-aged Taoist's pupils immediately began to shrink violently when he saw Deng Yang for the first time, and a faint look of shock flashed in his eyes. .

"The junior student enters the Yin Xiao, pays homage to the senior!"

Seeing Deng Yang slowly opening his eyes, the middle-aged Taoist stepped forward with a respectful face, bowed his head and saluted.

"Brother, you."

Seeing his senior brother giving this great gift to Deng Yang, the young man on the side suddenly looked astonished.

Although he can also see that Deng Yang's determination is not simple, but with his senior brother's arrogance, even if he is not hostile to the opponent, he will not be so low-key and coy.

"Don't be rude and don't pay respects to your senior!"

He glared at his junior brother fiercely. Seeing his expressionless expression, the middle-aged Taoist suddenly scolded him harshly.

As an earth master of the burial lineage, his vision was naturally different from ordinary people. The first time he saw Deng Yang, he could recognize what the strange phenomena around him represented.

What's more, there is no end in sight, as deep as the abyss of hell.

To put it bluntly, he has traveled all over the world over the years, and with the inheritance of the Burial Ground lineage, he is well-informed, but the dual cultivation of Dharma and body, one yin and one yang, like Deng Yang, is even more unprecedented in his life. See only.

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