Tomb Robber: I, Chen Yulou, am dedicated to cultivating immortality!

Chapter 133 Wujiao Secret Medicine Sansheng Qiaotou

"retreat!"

"Fall back!"

As the stone door slowly opened a gap.

Several guys subconsciously wanted to poke their heads in to see what was happening behind the door.

But two deep sounds sounded in the long and narrow corridor almost at the same time.

Astonishingly, it was Chen Yulou and Partridge Shao.

They seemed to have noticed something, and their expressions darkened.

The partridge whistle under the star gate pushed the mirror umbrella in his hand forward hard, and the umbrella surface spun straight, as if an invisible cyclone was opening in front of him.

Splashing water won't get in.

It also blocked out the black mist that overflowed from the crack in the door.

"Wujiao!"

"It's a pig blocker, get out quickly."

They are all old people, and you can tell something is wrong at a glance.

No one dared to stay longer. The rear formation changed to the front, leading the way to the rear, and then retreated to the back of the corridor when they were going back and forth quickly.

Unlike the Huixian Palace above, the Xianwangxuan Palace has been sealed in dust for more than two thousand years and has no air circulation. The accumulated evil and dead energy inside it is even more toxic than the evaporated mercury.

Once inhaled into the body.

In severe cases, he died on the spot, and his body turned into a pool of blood.

Even if you are lucky enough to survive, your skin will be ulcerated and your internal organs will be damaged, you will have to live in pain for the rest of your life.

The man in the fight called the tomb shrouded in black mist of corpse energy Wujiao.

The cellar means pig pen.

The black one is black.

That’s why it’s also called Black Barrier.

The four factions each have their own methods for dealing with Wujiao, but generally speaking, they all give enough time to ventilate the place.

However, this also has disadvantages.

If the ancient tomb has been closed for a long time, once air enters, the murals, ancient books, silverware, jade, etc. will be oxidized in an instant.

Especially the mural text.

They often record the life of the tomb owner and even the location of the treasure.

It's a pity that there are no gas masks these days, which is a helpless move.

"Junior brother!"

From the corner of his eye, he noticed that everyone had retreated behind him. The Partridge Whistle immediately closed its five orifices, closed the mirror umbrella in his hand, and at the same time shouted to the old foreigner who was following behind.

"Yes, senior brother."

The old foreigner has been with him for many years, and all his skills were passed down from his senior brother.

They have already reached the point where their minds are connected with each other.

A word or a look can convey a message.

He quickly took off the kettle from his waist, pulled out the cork, put the spout of the pot in front of the fire stick in his hand, and opened his mouth to blow.

wow-

In an instant.

The spout suddenly burst into flames.

The strange thing is that the fire is completely different from what you usually see, and it actually has a green color like grass and trees.

But the effect is extremely amazing.

He caught the black mist that spilled out from behind the door.

Just like the white snow under the scorching sun, it melts away at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The pungent smell that filled the corridor was suppressed by the aroma of medicine.

Chen Yulou's heart moved and he took a sip. He felt refreshed and relaxed.

"Secret medicine?"

Previously in Pingshan, before the fight, except for the detoxification medicine he had prepared in advance and the grass ghost sand Huamaguai brought back from the Miao village, everyone had pills in their mouths.

It is made by the flower spirit.

In the past, it was only known that she was well versed in pharmacology and would pick elixirs wherever she went.

After practicing Aoki Kung Fu.

He is also quite proficient in the herbs and elixirs of the world.

At this moment, after feeling it carefully, I couldn't tell what drugs were contained in it for a while.

It is conceivable how deep the attainments of the people in the mountains are in medicine.

"Brother Chen, you can go to the grave now."

When the black fog cleared and it was confirmed that everything was correct, Partridge Whistle breathed a sigh of relief.

He put away his umbrella and said softly.

His tone was neither hasty nor slow, but exuded a sense of incomparable confidence.

Hearing this, Chen Yulou subconsciously sensed it with his spiritual consciousness. As expected, the inside and outside of the Star Gate became clear, and no more black mist spread.

Seeing this situation, he became more and more curious.

"Brother Dao, what is this?"

"Qingqi San."

Partridge Whistle smiled faintly.

Although the name is similar to Taiyin San.

But this thing was not found in the tomb, but was made by Senior Bishan for the purpose of fighting.

Even in the beginning, it was not to deal with Wu Jiao.

But the ancient corpse in the coffin.

Their lineage has been searching for the Muchen Bead for generations, and it was first deduced by the prophet at the cost of his life.

But we really know that the Muchen Pearl was used as a jade and swallowed in the mouth. In the Song Dynasty, Senior Banshan found a stone tablet from the Yellow River Tomb and learned from the inscription.

However, the ancient corpse was rotting in the coffin, and it was full of poisonous corpse energy.

Many mountain-moving Taoists in the past have fallen into this trap and ended up in a miserable state.

In order to pry open the mouth to find pearls without being invaded by corpse energy.

Only then did he combine several elixirs and develop Qingqi Powder.

However, over thousands of years, in the hands of generations of Banshan Taoists, the effect of Qingqi Powder has been continuously amplified.

The old foreigner never leaves his kettle.

But never used to drink water.

It is used to deal with emergencies during path exploration.

"I see……"

After hearing his simple narration, Chen Yulou suddenly realized.

Sure enough, from ancient times to the present, after twenty-three dynasties, no one who can stand out from the vast number of Duandou sects like mud and sand is mediocre.

This kind of secret technique is actually unknown within the Bishan sect.

You can imagine the depth of the background.

"Explore the path!"

Didn't dwell too much on this.

Chen Yulou glanced at the few Xiling warriors outside him.

Several people immediately raised their grass shields and quickly passed through the star gate with their lamps. Behind the gate was a stone path drilled into the cliff, which was somewhat similar to the path they took from the Hulukou secret passage to the burial pit.

But when they held up the lamp and looked intently.

Countless bright golden lights came back from the darkness beneath him, flickering on and off.

"Wait, what is that?"

"I'll go down and take a look."

The darkness here was thick, and the wind lanterns in their hands were too dim to illuminate the whole scene.

He could only faintly notice that there seemed to be a cave beneath him.

But nothing could be seen further forward. A horse-faced man put down the grass shield on the spot and said calmly to several people.

Then he held the wind lantern in his back hand and the box cannon in his right hand, and quickly circled along the stone path.

only……

When he landed and approached the flickering lights, he realized that they were all gold objects.

Broken gold, gold cakes, as well as pines, cranes, clouds, and herds of elephants and elk made of pure gold were piled randomly on the ground. Countless caves and niches were carved out of the rock wall in front of him.

Inside are placed jade rings, jade bis, and turquoise.

"My God, I'm rich."

For a moment his eyes widened.

Although he had long expected that the Xianwangxuan Palace would be filled with gold and jade, what he saw before him was still somewhat beyond his expectation.

There are so many bright weapons.

It suddenly made him feel like he had entered the royal treasury.

"Quickly, go inform the boss and tell him that the bottom is the burial pit of King Xian. It's all a fucking weapon."

"Go!"

Swallowed hard.

Without any further hesitation, the man shouted to the brothers above his head.

"Mingwei..."

How dare the top few hesitate?

He immediately returned to the door and passed the news to Chen Yulou.

"Burial pit?"

Chen Yulou raised his eyebrows.

Xianwangxuan Palace has a typical zigzag tomb layout in the Qin and Han Dynasties. From the outside to the inside, there are the Mingqi Pit, Sansheng Bridge, and the burial pit, and the deepest part is his main tomb chamber.

It seems that I have done a good job.

From Lingyun Palace, there is indeed a tomb passage leading directly underground.

"Go and have a look."

Chen Yulou waved his hand.

The group of people, who had been impatient for a long time, immediately filed in without any hesitation.

Waiting on the cliff.

Leaning over and looking up, lights were already lighting up in the underground cave, slightly dispelling the darkness.

There are three connected caves beneath him.

It is slightly different from the interlocking ones in Pingshan. The caves here are connected to each other, forming a loop.

Their location is just above the set hole.

At this moment, through the flickering firelight below, Chen Yulou could indeed see the mountains of bright weapons piled up in the cave.

Gold, silver, jade, and ancient bronze vessels.

Inside one of the caves, there were bones everywhere.

When a group of people went down the stone path and took a closer look, they discovered that the bones were not human bones, but the bones of horses, deer, and various birds and animals.

Many niches were also carved out on the cliff of the horse burial pit.

But what was inside was not jade and silk, but weapons.

Empty grooved axe, convex-edged axe, and long sword and short sword.

The old foreigner was delighted to see the hunting spirit and stepped forward to try it. Unfortunately, the Xuan Palace was not as good as the Huixian Palace. Over the past two thousand years, the weapons had become rotten due to the erosion of the earth's atmosphere.

It almost breaks when touched.

"Don't move, be careful of the pin."

The partridge whistle glanced at him and warned.

The old foreigner smiled coquettishly, clenched the knife at his waist, and didn't care.

"Brother Dao, let's go and look forward."

Although there is countless gold and silver in the burial pit, it is not taken seriously by a few people.

For them, opening a coffin to seek wealth is just the first step.

What's more, Partridge Whistle is still thinking about the things recorded in the Zhenling genealogy, so how can he think about gold and jade.

"it is good."

A few guys were leading the way.

The old foreigner was holding a mirror umbrella and holding a Miao knife to protect the formation.

After passing through the tunnel between the caves, the front suddenly becomes clear.

But the fog is getting thicker and heavier.

Only silhouettes of people could be faintly seen, as well as carriages and horses.

The group understood immediately.

This should be the inlaid passage, which connects the tomb door and the tomb chamber.

Those bronze figures, chariots and horses represent King Xian’s identity during his lifetime, as a general in charge or the king of a country.

When a few people looked at it intently, the man who opened the way had already penetrated into the bronze man array.

Lit all the braziers hidden inside, and the flames rise into the sky, illuminating the surrounding area as brightly as daylight.

Between the bronze figures, carriages and horses on both sides is a corridor paved with bluestone.

Enough for a horse-drawn carriage to pass.

"Shopkeeper, there are three bridges ahead. Brothers are not sure. Please go over and have a look."

Soon, the guys who explored the path first returned.

"It's the Third World Bridge. It seems that King Xian really put a lot of thought into becoming an immortal. Every step is extremely detailed and there are no mistakes."

Chen Yulou smiled.

There has long been a folk saying about Sansheng Bridge.

Because people have past lives, present lives, and future lives, if they want to transcend, they must go through three lives and put off their mortal bodies.

The group of people didn't waste any more time and walked quickly through the bronze chariots and horses.

just.

Just past the end of the corridor.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Yulou noticed a majestic and sinister aura coming towards his face.

Bitingly cold.

Blowing across the cheek actually gives people the feeling of being scraped with a knife.

"What a strong evil spirit!"

Not only him, Partridge Whistle also frowned.

If we talk about the Lingyun Palace above our head, it does have a bit of the atmosphere of the Immortal Family's mansion.

Then this place is the complete underworld palace.

"It should be because of the evil tongue and wind."

Chen Yulou's eyes flickered, and his pair of night eyes seemed to be able to see through the fog and directly under the Third World Bridge.

He can clearly detect it.

The dark energy in the sky ahead gathered from under the bridge and formed an invisible wind evil.

Once across the bridge.

They will be killed by evil spirits.

If the horoscope is strong enough, or the qi and blood are strong, you will naturally have nothing to fear.

But if the zodiac sign belongs to Yin, the body will be weak and the mind will be unstable. If the wind blows, the mind will lose control, and the life lamp on the shoulder will go out, and the body will tremble and fall under the bridge.

It's a dead end.

This is also the horror of Sanshi Bridge.

In the Huangquan River in the netherworld, there are Yin people walking on the Sansheng Bridge.

(End of this chapter)