Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

An Qingli, transformed into Shenmu, has fuzzy facial features and misty eyes. He is illiterate like a little tiger, and has difficulty adding and subtracting like a fog spirit, but he can also act independently and avoid danger on his own.

An Qingli closed her eyes, and with a thought, she sacrificed the Shenmu An Qingli out of the mustard space.

After Shenmu An Qingli came out of the Jiezi space, she stood upright in the air. Although she was not good at thinking, her physical strength and cultivation level followed her master's, which was almost the same as An Qingli's true self.

Moreover, it itself is a dead wood, without emotion, and will not produce illusions because of the talisman in the tomb. Even if it has emotion, it is a deduced emotion, which cannot be taken as real at all.

Shenmu An Qingli's eyes were straightened, but she also managed to avoid many stone pillars, wandering around the entire tomb like a ghost.

The mustard space is attached to the sacred tree and floats along with it.

After wandering for about ten hours, twisting and turning, walking and stopping, An Qingli learned the distribution of the entire tomb by reading the memory of the Shenmu and avoiding the influence of the tomb runes.

A total of [-] stone pillars and [-] domed tombs.

Some tombs are too small and should be empty.

Some tombs occupy quite a large area and should contain large objects.

And the runes on the surface of some tombs are weird, and if they are slightly damaged, it will be a violent explosion.

It's a pity that Bingfeng, who can detect things from the air with the ice eyes, is useless.

Now there are [-] domed tombs there. It is indeed difficult to judge which ones hide treasures and which ones hide hidden weapons.

"These sealed tombs have to be explored one by one. If you make a mistake, it might be a big explosion." Little Pegasus flicked his bangs on his forehead and said, "Is there any surprise when opening the tomb?"

An Qingli closed her eyes, touched Little Pegasus's head, raised her lips and said, "It's lucky to have you."

Little Pegasus proudly flicked his bangs on his forehead again, and said proudly: "Fortunately, I have myself!"

Little Pegasus can't see the situation outside the mustard space, and is not affected by the runes in the tomb, so he can open his eyes and look around at will in the mustard space.

And Little Pegasus said earlier that there was no luck on the head of the Shenmu Anqingli, or Little Pegasus could only see the luck on the head of the monk, but not the luck on the sacred tree.

So An Qingli followed the Shenmu to the first selected tomb.

The tomb is of medium size, only as big as a small room.

An Qingli tempted to tell Shenmu to stay here for a while.

The Shenmu An Qingli was really obedient, obediently hovering over the domed tomb.

An Qingli was tempted to pry open the big tomb with brute force.

Little Pegasus glanced at the luck on An Qingli's head, and there was no change at all. It may be that there is no disaster or disaster, no damage or gain.

Little Pegasus made a decision: "It may be an empty tomb."

After pondering for a moment, An Qingli said, "It may also be a self-destructive tomb."

"Ah?" Little Pegasus exclaimed, extremely puzzled.

An Qingli first recalled the Shenmu, and then said: "If this tomb bursts, I have the mustard space to rely on, and the burst will not hurt me at all, and it should not have much effect on my luck."

Little Pegasus was convinced: "That's true."

In fact, Little Pegasus only came into contact with the human race after leaving the Ten Thousand Beasts Jungle, and its magic power of fortune-telling officially came into use.

Under normal circumstances, the owner has always been in the third stage of purple luck, but if any unexpected situation occurs, the luck will drop sharply.

But now the master has always had white luck, which means that staying in the tomb of the concubine's tomb will not be very good luck.

In other words, the owner was most likely unlucky and chose a dangerous tomb at the beginning.

"It would be great if only the goodness existed." Little Pegasus suddenly sighed again, "Let him go out of the mustard space, and I will follow him. If he wants to pry open the tomb, whether his luck will rise or fall, will he get treasure, or will he be bombed?" , I can predict it in advance.”

An Qingli said casually: "Actually, I can do it too."

Xiao Jintan hurriedly stopped: "Qingli, I don't want it. You are out of luck at the moment, maybe there is something waiting for us behind, for the sake of our lives, don't."

An Qingli smiled and said: "It's just a hypothesis, and I know the importance. It's just that these monks who came to Wancheng Kingdom have vowed first and can't act privately. Otherwise, it would be a worry-free thing to bring with them. Little Pegasus, your previous assumption is also not valid."

"Huh?" Little Pegasus looked puzzled again, it followed Shangshan, and let Shangshan come out to take risks, so there's nothing wrong with it.

An Qingli said: "Little Pegasus, if you go out of the mustard space to observe luck, you will inevitably see those talismans. Those talismans are so powerful that they will be affected by just one or two glances."

"That's the reason." Little Pegasus suddenly understood, it seemed that Shangshan had no choice but to let Shangshan take risks.

Xiao Jintan sighed: "Then what should we do?"

An Qingli closed her eyes and said: "What else can I do, the old way, try one by one, first try out those tombs that can improve luck, a bird in hand is worse than a thousand birds in the forest."

Little Pegasus completely agreed, shaking his bangs flying high on his forehead, and said energetically: "Continue to try now."

An Qingli sacrificed the sacred tree again, and followed the sacred tree to the second tomb.

After stopping for a moment, An Qingli was tempted to pry open the completely sealed tomb.

Little Pegasus was suddenly overjoyed: "The luck has finally picked up a bit, there must be something good!"

An Qingli was tempted, and ordered Shenmu to break open the tomb.

Shenmu An Qingli got the instruction, and suddenly raised her foot, and was about to stomp down heavily the next moment.

"Slow down." Sensing what Shenmu had done, An Qingli couldn't help but twitched the corners of her mouth, and then used her thoughts to teach carefully, "It's too rough. Use your fingers to slowly open the tomb chamber, so as not to hurt the inside good stuff."

The semi-refined sacred tree rolled its misty eyeballs, obeyed the order again, squatted down in the air, and inserted ten fingers as hard as iron into the earth and rocks on the top of the tomb like picking up an ant's nest.

An Qingli closed her eyes, sensing Shenmu's movements like practicing iron sand palms, the corners of her mouth twitched involuntarily.

This semi-refined Shenmu acts mostly on instinct, so he tends to be rude and direct.

Bricks and stones were pulled down by Shenmu with bare hands.

Moreover, the ten fingers of the Shenmu are all protected by spiritual power, without any damage, and there is not even a speck of mud between the nails.

Suddenly, Shenmu frowned deeply, and put up an aura shield to defend himself.

The Shenmu is worthy of being a Shenmu, except for being a little stupid at the moment, except for luck, the rest of the reactions and performances are really almost the same as human monks.

A foul stench wafted from the tomb.

Shenmu, who has An Qingli's past experience, not only propped up the aura mask, but also covered his mouth and nose with his hands, and then said: "It stinks."

The feedback An Qingli got from the Shenmu was that it stinks like a night pot with rotten eggs in it.