Xianhong Road

Chapter 112
In a place about a few miles away from Yang Fan and the others, two aged men stood on a wild hillside, facing the night wind, strolling in the gloomy Ghost Corpse Mountain.

One of the old men, with white hair and a childlike face, was wearing a moonlight robe, elegant and calm, from the face at this moment, one can imagine the chicness of his youth.It is worth mentioning that on the slender finger of the elegant old man, there is a strange ring that shimmers faintly in the moonlight.

The other old man was wearing a gray robe, with wrinkled face and gray beard. He seemed to be staggering a little when he walked, but there was an indescribable majesty in his expression. From time to time, a gleam of light flickered in his dim eyes, which was enough to make everyone around The ghost trembled in fear and backed away.

No matter from which angle you look at it, the two aged and seventy-seven-year-olds appearing in the depths of the Ghost Corpse Mountain with a leisurely look are enough to prove that they are unusual.

"Looking at the current progress, everything is as you said in your plan. The three generations of descendants of your 'Rain and Mist Villa' successfully found the location of the thousand-year-old tomb, and lured the Fat Ghost Dao over."

The gray-robed old man said in a low voice, his eyes seemed dim, but there was a sense of distantness, as if he saw a place far, far away.

"Hehe, the plan is even more perfect than I imagined. The three generations of children in my villa didn't have many casualties, and they successfully killed Li Gui and a 200-year-old iron-clad zombie."

The elegant old man smiled slightly, with a bit of complacency in his tone.

"Hmph, if it wasn't for that Yaoshi Yang who appeared out of nowhere, your trip to 'Rain Mist Villa' would not have been so easy." The gray-robed old man sneered.

"Old man Yang, you really don't know the identity of that young pharmacist? Don't you think he looks familiar when you see him?"

The elegant old man smiled and looked at the gray robed old man with a different meaning.

"What? He...could it be..."

The gray-robed old man stared into the distance, his gaze suddenly fixed in disbelief.

The elegant old man said sarcastically: "It is really not easy to have such a talent in Yang Family Fort. If this plan did not have your promise of great profit, how would I let the three generations of children in the villa take risks to find the thousand-year-old tomb and assist you in killing it?" That fat ghost with impressive strength..."

The grey-robed old man's expression darkened, and he sighed: "You and I are considered good friends. Although 'Yangjiabao' and 'Yuwu Mountain Villa' have had minor frictions for many years, if one party encounters a crisis, the other party will not Sit idly by. Now, the old man only has more than ten years of life left. If I don't wipe out certain crises, I will definitely leave endless troubles for the descendants of my 'Yangjiabao'. Right now is the fat ghost with the lowest strength. , When I was the weakest, how could this old man miss this opportunity?"

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"Since I let my Dao see it, then let those who see it have a share."

The fat-faced Taoist priest's cold eyes swept across the audience, and finally fixed on the gap in the mountain bag, with a ray of greed in his eyes.

Chu Qiuran's complexion was cloudy and uncertain. This trip to the thousand-year-old tomb was a trial task assigned by the family ancestor himself. Even his father and other elders attached great importance to this matter, and no mistakes were allowed.

"Who? Sneaking around in the dark, let me tell you!"

The fat-faced Taoist priest suddenly snarled, and an invisible spiritual pressure was generated, and a gleam of cold light bloomed in his eyes, which froze on a certain weed-covered hillock like a poisonous snake.

Hearing this, everyone looked sideways and looked in the direction of the fat-faced Taoist priest.

Swish!
A pretty woman in palace attire floated out from the other side of the hill, sighed softly, Shi Shiran saluted and said: "Senior is so spiritually aware that he actually discovered the existence of the concubine, junior 'Chu Qin' , it's polite."

This woman in palace attire is exactly the female cultivator in the middle stage of concentration that Yang Fan met when he was flying with his sword last night.At that time, Yang Fan, in the identity of Demonic Daoist Shi Qianhan, stunned this woman for a while by virtue of his powerful spiritual realm.

At this moment, when Yang Fan saw this woman appearing, his face was calm and calm, as if he knew that she was lurking in the dark.

"Aunt...is that you?"

Chu Qiuran's expression changed slightly, and the rest of the disciples of Yuwu Villa also changed their expressions and saluted one after another.

"Meet my aunt!"

"I've seen seniors!"

When Chu Yuyan saw the woman in palace attire, she immediately beamed with joy, and said kindly, "Auntie, are you here too?"

"Hmph, you, the second-generation elder of Yuwu Villa, followed these juniors to the 'Ghost Corpse Mountain'. What is your intention? This Dao is in a special period at this moment, and I almost ignored your existence."

The fat-faced Taoist stared at Chu Qin, a woman in palace attire, and said indifferently.

Chu Qin was dressed in palace attire, and her graceful figure was particularly beautiful and conspicuous in the night. There was a wry smile on her pretty face: "Senior is suspicious. As a second-generation elder, I follow these juniors secretly. Naturally, I am in charge of investigating their test During the refining process, if you encounter some emergencies, you can take action at any time. Does the senior think that I, Yuwu Villa, will let these elite children enter the forbidden area of ​​'Ghost Corpse Mountain' without taking some protective measures?"

The fat-faced Taoist priest stared at her for a moment, and there was silence all around, and all the three generations of disciples dared not make a sound.The woman in the palace dress felt uncomfortable when he looked at him like this.

As a small pharmacist, Yang Fan was inconspicuous among the crowd. At this moment, he tried his best to restrain his breath and practice the dead wood skills, so as not to let the fat-faced Taoist see any clues.His intuition told him that this fat-faced Taoist priest was definitely a dangerous person. He was a bit more tyrannical than any monk he had seen in the Concentration Stage, but he couldn't be sure whether the other party had entered the Foundation Establishment Stage.

If this fat-faced Taoist priest is a monk in the foundation-building period, even with the strength of all the monks in the field, he may not be able to win the battle.Of course, if the other party wants to kill all these people in Yuwu Villa, it is absolutely impossible.

Among the people on the field, only Hu Fei dared to show naked hostility to the fat-faced Taoist priest, baring his teeth and waving his hands at him from time to time, looking crazy.

The fat-faced Taoist turned a blind eye to this child's madness, pondered for a moment, and said, "For the time being, I believe what you said. However, although you first discovered the location of the thousand-year-old tomb, since the old man was present, naturally Get a share of the benefits."

Chu Qin smiled sweetly: "Since the senior is present, he can naturally enter the tomb with us."

The fat-faced Taoist priest nodded, and said coldly: "Ugly words are up front. If any of you dare to retreat temporarily, or report back to the 'Rain and Mist Villa', then don't blame the old man for being ruthless."

After finishing speaking, the fat-faced Taoist priest glanced coldly at the monks at Yuwu Villa.

Yang Fan was swept over by the other party's gaze, and for just a moment, his body felt a bone-piercing chill, and his blood seemed to be frozen.

This is still the case with his state of concentration in the late stage and his practice of refining qi, let alone other monks with weaker cultivation.

Suddenly, everyone on the field fell silent, only Chu Qin and Chu Qiuran could maintain their superficial composure.As for Hu Fei's insane two hundred and five, of course it cannot be judged by common sense.

"Senior said that the thousand-year-old tomb must be extremely dangerous. With senior's action, we can be more sure."

Chu Qinqiang smiled and said respectfully.

"Hmph, counting on your understanding, I don't want to start killing people right now."

The fat-faced Taoist priest fell from the sky, and the shadow-like black mist also disappeared.

When he fell to the ground, he looked like an ordinary monk, but no one on the field dared to underestimate him.

"You send some people to prepare to dig this gap. I have visited with my spiritual sense just now, and there is a thousand-year-old tomb inside. It's just that in the tomb, the air is extremely cold, and there are some strange situations. Even the people of this way Spiritual consciousness can only penetrate more than a dozen feet."

The fat-faced Taoist said indifferently, and began to give orders in a grand manner.

Chu Qin winked at Chu Qiuran, and soon, Yuwu Villa sent some three-generation children to start digging along the gap.

"Senior, if some zombies pop out like before during the excavation..."

Chu Qiuran looked at the fat-faced Taoist priest and said vaguely.

"Don't worry, the spiritual sense of the Dao monitors that location at any time. If zombies or ghosts appear, they will naturally sound a warning."

The fat-faced Taoist said calmly.

For the thousand-year-old tomb, the fat-faced Taoist priest was not [-]% sure, so he temporarily formed an ally with the monks in Yuwu Villa.As for the final profit sharing, no one can guarantee that there will be accidents.

Yang Fan was on the side, silent, with a look of astonishment on his face. He has entered the omniscience mode and can detect the situation of the space tens of feet below the tomb.

As for his spiritual consciousness, he didn't dare to move out at all, lest the fat-faced Taoist priest find out.

The excavation process went very smoothly. The tools used by these immortal cultivators are all magic tools and the like, and they can easily crush stones and other things under the infusion of mana.

Not long after, a staircase piled up with layers of bones appeared in front of everyone, and a sinister and rotten breath came.

Under the reflection of the moonlight, the layers of white bones contained the head, torso, limbs and other skeletal parts of the human body, exuding the breath of death.

Such a scene is simply a burial place, which can't help but make people's hair stand on end.

On the other hand, the fat-faced Taoist priest, with a calm face and a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth, gazed at the bone parts with a strange light.

"Send someone down to find the way."

The fat-faced Taoist ordered again, his tone extremely indifferent.

Chu Qiuran waved his hand and let the two disciples in the Qi refining period go down.

The two children looked at each other with fear in their eyes, but they dared not disobey their orders, so they could only walk down the steps side by side.

crunch ~ crunch ~
Stepping on the bones, a strange sound rang out in this dead and gloomy scene, adding a bit of fear and uneasiness to the unknown.

uh~~
Suddenly, a deep voice that seemed to come from the Nine Serenity Hell came from the depths of the tomb.

"what!"

The two disciples in the Qi refining period were immediately frightened out of their wits, feces and urine flowed, and they fell limply to the ground.

At the same time, at the moment when the voice sounded, Yang Fan only felt that the Nine Nether Devil Qi in his body was restless and excited again.

Keng!Keng!Keng!
Then, a strange slow-paced sound of footsteps came, and everyone present could even feel the slight trembling of the tomb.

(Second update)

(End of this chapter)