I am Master Maoshan

Chapter 2006 Transcendence
However, Liu Jun did not stop there. He knew that this light curtain alone was not enough to completely resist the attacks of these statues. So, he took out a golden lock from his arms, which was the one that the baby-faced Yang Xiao had thrown to him before. The lock had a simple shape, with complicated runes carved on it, and it exuded a faint spiritual light. Liu Jun held the golden lock tightly with both hands, raised it high, and then smashed it to the ground.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, the golden lock was driven deeply into the ground. This golden lock was the core of the entire formation and the medium for integrating the power of all the spirit stones. Therefore, the moment the golden lock was driven into the ground, the entire formation seemed to be completely activated.

Countless golden chains swarmed out from all directions, moving like spirit snakes, tightly tying up the statues that had been bounced away. Mysterious runes also flowed on these chains, flashing with golden light. No matter how the statues struggled and roared, they could not break free from the golden bondage.

Seeing this scene, Liu Jun finally breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and his face turned slightly pale. But he knew that now was not the time to relax, and immediately turned to everyone and said: "This Bagua formation can trap them for half an hour, everyone quickly find the location of the escape route, we must leave here as soon as possible!"

Hearing this, everyone nodded and began to look around for the corresponding stone door. However, they soon discovered that the positions of the stone doors in the Bagua formation were all messed up. The previous life door may have become the death door, and the death door may have become the shock door. Everything is full of unknowns and dangers.

Liu Jun's eyes were sharp as a torch, carefully observing the runes and arrangement patterns on each stone door, trying to find clues. Others did not dare to neglect it either, and used their own methods one after another, hoping to find the stone door leading to the way out as soon as possible. In this tense and dangerous atmosphere, a race against time quietly unfolded.

"Found it!" There was a hint of excitement in Liu Jun's voice, and his eyes moved over the intricate Bagua door. Obviously, his profound understanding of Bagua allowed him to capture the most special door before everyone else.

"Found it?" Upon hearing this, everyone gathered around, staring at the door in front of Liu Jun curiously and nervously.

This is an ancient and mysterious door, carved with intricate Bagua patterns, and every stroke seems to tell ancient wisdom and secrets.

"This gate is the Xiu Gate in the Eight Trigrams," Liu Jun said slowly, his voice steady and powerful, "It is located in the Kan Palace, and belongs to the water element. In the Eight Trigrams, the Xiu Gate represents rest and recuperation, and is one of the auspicious gates."

Hearing this, Yang Xiao frowned slightly and asked in confusion: "How can you be sure it is this door? Just because it belongs to the water element?"

Liu Jun smiled slightly and shook his head: "No, I am sure that the reason for this door is not just because it belongs to water. Boss Yao, come and take a look at the pattern on this door."

Yao Guangxiao nodded slightly after hearing this. He slowly approached the door and carefully examined every detail on it. After a moment, he showed an expression of sudden enlightenment, and pointed to a pattern in one of the positions with his finger: "Liu Jun probably made his decision based on this pattern."

Everyone looked in the direction Yao Guangxiao pointed and saw a figure carved on the pattern, who seemed to be facing a strange grass. The grass had a straight stem and strange leaves with multiple edges and corners, which made it look different from the others.

"This is yarrow, also known as Bagua grass." Liu Jun explained, "In ancient times, yarrow was regarded as a magical herb and was often used for divination and prediction. In this Bagua sect, the appearance of yarrow is undoubtedly an important clue."

As Liu Jun explained, everyone's faces gradually showed expressions of sudden enlightenment. They began to re-examine the door, trying to dig out more information from every detail.

Wu Peng, this legendary figure, not only left an indelible mark in ancient times with his outstanding medical skills, but he was also a wizard who was well versed in the mysteries of heaven and earth and proficient in divination.

When fortune-telling, Wu Peng used tortoise shells and yarrow as tools.

Everyone stared at the pattern, trying to unravel the truth behind it. Based on the clues in the pattern, they concluded that this door was the key to the right path. However, facing this tightly closed stone door, everyone was somewhat helpless.

"There is no mechanism, how do we open this door?" Yang Xiao frowned, with a hint of anxiety in his voice.

He had carefully felt every part of the pattern on the stone door, but unfortunately, the door leading to the main tomb chamber seemed to still be tightly closed.

At this moment, Liu Jun's eyes suddenly became firm. He pointed to an inconspicuous spot on the stone gate and said to Yang Xiao, "Brother Xiao, hit this spot and see."

However, Yang Xiao seemed a little hesitant. He looked at Liu Jun suspiciously, and a trace of doubt rose in his heart: "You kid won't cheat me, right?"

"Don't worry, Brother Xiao. We are comrades who have shared hardships together. How could I do such an uncivilized thing?" Liu Jun said with a smile.

So, with Liu Jun's encouragement, Yang Xiao finally plucked up the courage, swung the tool in his hand, and smashed it towards the pointed position. With a dull sound, the stone door slowly opened, and a faint light came in from outside the door, illuminating everyone's surprised faces.

Although the light was still a flickering lamp in the tomb passage, dim and weak, the excitement in everyone's hearts was surging like a tide, because they all knew that this tomb passage was basically certain to lead to Wu Peng's main tomb chamber.

The air in the tomb passage seemed to have frozen, and the echo of every footstep was particularly clear. In this tense and expectant atmosphere, an unexpected discovery made everyone's eyes light up - on the wall of the tomb passage, there was an ancient sign. One corner of the sign was mottled, and the traces of time were clearly visible. In the center of the sign, an arrow pointed forward, as if guiding the direction of everyone's progress. Next to the arrow, there were a few words engraved in the ancient semi-god language. Although the font had been weathered, it was still recognizable.

"Congratulations, my treasure is right in front. But I have one thing to remind you, don't be too greedy." As a demigod priest, Nia naturally had to step forward to translate.

Liu Jun couldn't help but twitch his lips when he heard this, and said half-jokingly: "Is this wizard Wu Peng a real wizard? Why does it feel like he has set a trap for us?"

Upon hearing this, Yao Guangxiao shook his head helplessly, staring at the sign, and said thoughtfully, "Probably, that should be the case. After all, there are so many ancient records and so many legends. He should be a highly respected wizard, not so dishonest. But this reminder is quite meaningful."

"Let's keep going. Now that we've come this far, there's no turning back." Liu Jun said after thinking for a while.

This tomb passage was much wider than any other they had walked through before. The narrow tomb passage before could only be considered an alley at most, but this tomb passage was wide enough for three large trucks to run side by side. On both sides of the tomb passage, various strange patterns and symbols were carved, which seemed to be telling an ancient and mysterious story.

As they went deeper, the air in the tomb seemed to become heavier and colder. An indescribable sense of oppression weighed heavily on everyone's heart like an invisible boulder, making it almost impossible to breathe. The dim light could only barely illuminate a few steps ahead, and everything in the shadows seemed to hide secrets that could not be told.

"It seems that a lot of people have died unjustly here." Yang Xiao's voice was low and powerful, with vigilance and uneasiness flashing in his eyes, as if he could penetrate the darkness and see the unknown past.

"Well, the death energy and resentment seem to be gathering on the walls of the tomb passage, becoming increasingly dense." Liu Jun frowned. His perception was extremely sharp, and he could clearly feel the heart-pounding breath in the surrounding air.

As they walked forward, the patterns and symbols on the walls of the tomb gradually disappeared, replaced by rows of arch-like grooves, which seemed to be traces of some ancient rituals, quietly telling something. And in these grooves, pottery jars were neatly placed, some high and some low, in a staggered manner, as if waiting for some kind of call.

The dead air and resentment are emanating from these seemingly inconspicuous pottery jars. They are like invisible tentacles, silently entwining everyone's heart, making people feel fearful. The surface of those pottery jars is covered with traces of time, and the mottled glaze hides unknown secrets.

"Come out!" Yang Xiao suddenly waved at some of the jars, his tone full of unquestionable majesty. The jars seemed to be summoned by some power and began to tremble slightly. Then, more than a dozen translucent gray figures, like ghosts waking up from a dream, slowly walked out of the jars.

These grey figures looked extremely dull, with empty and lifeless eyes, as if they had completely lost their intelligence and were only left to wander instinctively in this land of death.

Their bodies are translucent, as if they will disappear into the air at any time, but the deathly silence and despair emanating from the inside out make people feel palpitations involuntarily.

Everyone looked at each other, their eyes showing unprecedented shock and fear. The dead silence seemed to freeze the air, so heavy that it almost suffocated people, and the despair behind this dead silence was like a huge rock pressing on everyone's heart. Obviously, they all deeply understood what this extraordinary atmosphere represented.

"These gray souls..." Yao Guangxiao's voice was low and solemn, breaking the silence, "They must have suffered inhumane torture when they were alive. The pain and despair were so deep that it was unimaginable. Should we help them to be liberated?"

Hearing this, Yang Xiao frowned and shook his head, with a hint of helplessness and powerlessness in his voice: "Exorcism? I can't do it."

Although Yang Jun next to him didn't say anything, he shook his head slightly, obviously he was also helpless about the situation.

At this moment, a subtle and pleasant singing voice suddenly sounded, flowing like a spring in the dead silence. Everyone turned around and saw Nia standing not far away, with her hands gently clasped together, and a gentle light flashing in her eyes. Her voice was clear and pure, like the sound of nature, and instantly attracted everyone's attention.

Nia felt everyone's gaze and felt a little nervous. But this nervousness did not stop her from singing. Instead, it made her concentrate more on the song. Her singing seemed to have some kind of magic that could penetrate the haze in people's hearts and bring a hint of warmth and hope.

As time went by, those originally gray souls seemed to have changed a little. They were no longer so heavy, but began to float slowly, as if being pulled by some force. Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but feel inexplicably moved and awed.

Nia continued to sing, her voice became more and more firm and powerful. And those gray souls gradually became transparent in her singing, and finally turned into dots of light and dissipated between heaven and earth.

When the last ray of light disappeared, Nia's singing also stopped. She looked at everyone with a faint smile on her face. Although she was still a little shy and uneasy, her eyes were full of confidence.

"Niya, you are amazing," Yao Guangxiao spoke first, with a hint of admiration in his tone, "Your singing brings relief to these suffering souls."

He was also capable of performing the ritual of salvation, even on a small scale, but this kind of large-scale salvation, which could be done by one person like Nia, was the first time he had seen one.