The head of urban peach blossom

Chapter 688 The Underground Valley of the Ghost Art Gate
The three of them chatted softly while searching for the figures of the two male cultivators.

Through the conversation, Hua Xiaolou learned that Han Xiang and her senior sister who died together did not meet anyone who came in from the outside world together, and they have been inquiring for news.

Who knows that no one is found, but suffers first.

At the same time, Han Xiang also got some news from the two of Hua Xiaolou.

"Hanxiang, take heart, after all, it is an adventure for us to enter the Kunlun Realm. Practice hard, the stronger your strength, the less likely you will be bullied."

"Yeah!" Han Xiang nodded, and then her face changed, pointing to the two figures in front of her on the left side and saying, "That's them."

Hua Xiaolou looked up, took note of the opponent's figure secretly, and then whispered back: "Okay, let's follow quietly, don't disturb them."

After continuing to search for a while, someone started to shout again: "Look, there is a hole here."

"What are you yelling at? Are you going to attract others?"

It's this conversation again...

The monks around gave up searching and rushed towards the same direction.

Walking to the front and looking, there is indeed a hole in the ground with a diameter of about five or six feet. I don't know how deep it is. It is dark and cold inside.

However, this burrow is not vertical, and one side is slanted. Although it is very steep, it is not difficult for the monks here.

After all, the weakest of the monks who came here were all at the state of refining qi and transforming into gods.

"What are you looking at? You dare not go up, I will go first!"

A big bearded man roared, took the lead, jumped up the steep slope, and quickly disappeared.

Didn't hear any screams...

As a result, the crowd began to commotion, one by one scrambling to jump down.

"Follow!"

Seeing the two men also jumping down, at that moment, Hua Xiaolou raised his hand to emit a little light, then gave a soft drink, and followed Diao Chan and Han Xiang down.

The faint light played just now was Hua Xiaolou using a Taoist secret technique, similar to tracking technique.In short, the whereabouts of those two guys can be sensed within a certain distance.

After walking all the way down the dark steep slope for about a few minutes, a bright light came out.

Continuing to run towards the bright light... The eyes suddenly opened up, and there was a hole in the sky.

Below, it turned out to be an underground valley, and I don't know where the light came from.Although it is not as bright as the outside, it will not affect the line of sight.

In the underground valley, there is also an underground river with a width of about ten feet. Although it is not wide, its momentum is not small, and there is a rumbling sound.

There are some buildings in the distance, piled up with stones.

At this time, some monks who had already come down couldn't help talking.

"Could it be that this is where the secret of the ghost art sect was?"

"It looks like it should be... However, I didn't see that hole before, and it suddenly appeared. What is the reason?"

"Maybe someone accidentally touched some mechanism?"

"If you want me to say, there must be some strange treasure, otherwise how to explain the soaring red light?"

Although a group of monks were discussing non-stop, they were not slow on their feet. They had already rushed to those stone houses, wanting to see if they could find any good treasures.

But the result was disappointing.

The stone house was either empty, or there were some messy things of little value.

For example, someone picked up a few spiritual artifacts, but they were all common items, which did not attract people's interest at all.

Hua Xiaolou ran around with Diao Chan and Han Xiang, but found nothing.

"It's not right, it stands to reason that the red light will not appear for no reason, there must be some secret."

As time went by, more and more monks came down.

After gathering together, there were almost 600 people. So many people stayed in the small valley, and the environment here was relatively closed, and the buzzing sound continued to circle, as if countless mosquitoes were flying in the air...

"There's nothing weird about this dark river, right?"

"Strange, there is nothing in these rooms, is there any hidden mechanism here?"

"Everyone, get moving, let's find out if there is a restraint formation or something..."

Not long after, someone suggested.

Unexpectedly, at this time, the valley suddenly trembled.

"Grass, what's the situation?"

Just as everyone was wondering and wondering, suddenly there was an old voice floating in the air.

"Together is fate, I leave some rare things, those who are destined will get them..."

While speaking, a smooth stone wall in the east suddenly made a sound, and then turned into a large stone gate, which opened slowly.

"Is there really something rare?"

"Who is this old man? The patriarch of the ghost art school?"

"I always feel that this scene is a bit weird..."

"I'm afraid you will leave!"

"Grass, come here, I will not let you get the treasure alone."

Following a burst of commotion, a group of people rushed towards the opened boulder...

At this time, Hua Xiaolou was not in a hurry.

Firstly, he had already seen the two male cultivators rushing in, and secondly, Hua Xiaolou always felt that the so-called predestined ones got it... something seemed wrong.

After all, this place used to be the notorious ghost art sect. How kind are you to leave rare treasures to others?

Generally speaking, there are indeed many masters in the world of cultivating immortals who will leave some opportunities for those who are destined to get them.

But it is basically impossible for a sect to do so.Since there are rare treasures, they must be passed down from generation to generation, or they will be preserved one day when the sect falls into disaster, it will make a comeback.

But thinking about it this way, I have already arrived here, so it is impossible not to see it.

Just be careful anyway.

After almost all the monks had entered, Hua Xiaolou walked towards the gate together with Diao Chan's two daughters.

After entering the big stone gate, the three of them couldn't help being a little dazed.

"This... is this the Hall of Yama?"

Han Xiang asked a little stupidly.

In fact, it looks more like a huge group of tombs.

Of course, it is not an ordinary tomb, but a luxurious tomb group similar to an underground palace.

If you look around, you can hardly see the side, and it may be thousands of acres in size.

Below is the underground palace, while the top of the head is arc-shaped, similar to the dome of the sky, with some night pearls inlaid on it, like stars in the sky.

Hundreds of monks entered here, and they appeared insignificant.And now the crowd has dispersed, searching separately.

"Look, those two guys are over there..."

Although Hanxiang is also interested in rare treasures, but the elder sister has not avenged her big revenge, and now she is not in the mood to seize the treasure, and only thinks about how to get revenge.

Hua Xiaolou followed the pointer and saw that the two men had just entered one of the halls.

"Go, now that the people are scattered, it's time to take action."

So, the three of them rushed down in a hurry and ran quickly towards the main hall.

Not long after, he entered the underground hall.

The inside is not empty, and there are some stone rooms separated. After walking through the passage, we finally see the main hall.

In the hall, there are some stone pillars, and all kinds of ghosts are carved on the stone pillars, which look very strange.

Moreover, the light in the hall is relatively dark, with only a faint red light.

In the middle, there are two huge sarcophagi. There are already five monks standing in the hall, including the two men who killed Senior Sister Hanxiang...

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(End of this chapter)