The glory of the king: the almighty Li Bai

Chapter 147 Mysterious Dead Corpse!

Chapter 180 Six Mysterious Dead Corpse!
"boom!"

Feng Wanli swayed, went straight through the waterfall, and jumped out of the cave.

Since there is a waterfall outside the cave, the whole cave is quite humid, the ground is also wet with mud, and the steps are covered with silt.

"Jeep!"

Lanling Diao let out a soft cry, then shook his body, splashing dew.

Feng Wanli took out his flashlight, and the dark cave instantly became brighter.

The entire cave has a small space, only about [-] square meters, and the stalactites in it grow upside down like winter bamboo shoots, adding some scenery to the empty cave.

Feng Wanli helped Tang Yu onto a rock, then picked up the red flame squirrel in Tang Yu's arms, shook it, placed it on the gravel beside him, took out a pile of firewood from the storage ring, and threw it on the ground.

"Little Hong, light these matches for me!"

"Squeak!"

The red flame squirrel opened its mouth, and a spark fell lightly on the firewood in front of it. When the spark touched the wood, it ignited, and with a "boom", a strong flame rose.

"uh-huh!"

As soon as the flame rose, Tang Yu groaned, rubbed his temples and slowly raised his head.

"It's okay!" Feng Wanli added a few pieces of firewood to the fire ahead to make the flames more vigorous.

Tang Yu shook her head and smiled slightly: "It's just a little dizzy, it should be because I stayed in the water for too long, I'm a little dizzy!"

"By the way! Where are we now?" Tang Yu asked as he looked at the pitch-black cave.

Feng Wanli pointed to the waterfall outside the cave, and said with a smile, "Inside the waterfall!"

"Where are my teacher and the others?" Tang Yu looked around, only to find that Feng Wanli was alone.

Feng Wanli shook his head, rather helplessly said: "I don't know, the situation was too urgent at that time, I couldn't take care of them!"

Tang Yu took out a towel from the storage bag, wiped his wet body, and said, "That's right! I didn't expect us to be so unlucky to meet a bloodthirsty salamander!"

"Jeep!"

At this moment, the blue spirit marten suddenly let out a soft cry, stretched out a paw and pointed towards the depths of the dark cave.

"En?" Feng Wanli frowned slightly, picked up the flashlight and looked deep into the cave.

Seeing Feng Wanli stand up suddenly, Tang Yu showed a puzzled face, quickly stood up and followed, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"This is!"

Looking along the gray light of the flashlight, a rotting corpse was sitting cross-legged on a stone bed, holding a string of Buddhist beads tightly in his hand.

"Why are there dead bodies here?" Tang Yu asked Feng Wanli with a frightened face.

Feng Wanli slapped the storage bracelet, and a storm sword appeared in his hand.

"Sister Tang Yu, do you think this dead body won't produce ghosts?" Feng Wanli glanced at Tang Yu and walked forward.

Tang Yu shook his head, and said hesitantly: "I don't know too well, but it doesn't take long to watch the dead bodies die, and even if they are condensed into ghosts, their strength will not be too high."

"Is the ghost's strength related to time?" Feng Wanli paused and turned around to ask.

Tang Yu nodded: "The strength of a ghost is related to its cultivation level before death and the time of its existence after death. It is a platinum-level inheritor in life, a gold-level ghost a hundred years after death, and a bronze-level ghost within ten years after death."

"Is it possible that the ghost is stronger than before?" Feng Wanli's heart moved, but he thought of Zhong Kui's inheritance.

Tang Yu glanced at Feng Wanli: "Why are you so interested in ghosts?"

Feng Wanli really couldn't laugh or cry, he never expected that a woman's sixth sense would be so keen that she could see the problem, so he quickly said with a smile:

"Big sister! There is no guarantee that there are ghosts here. We have already escaped the pursuit of two gold-level monsters. If we die here in the end, we will not die unjustly?"

Tang Yu frowned slightly, and said, "You are not allowed to call me big sister! You call me old! You call me young lady!"

"Little! Sister! Sister?" Feng Wanli's eyes widened, never expecting Tang Yu to have such a side.

Tang Yu nodded with satisfaction, and continued: "As long as a ghost has existed for more than 300 years, its strength will be only one level lower than that of its predecessor, and if it has existed for 1000 years, it will be able to reach the strength of its life, and if it has existed for more than 1 years. , the strength can be higher than before life."

"However, there are very few 1-year-old ghosts. After all, not everyone can turn into a ghost after death!" Tang Yu waved his hands, stepped forward, and rummaged through the dead bodies.

"Hey!" Tang Yu let out a light snort, and took out a yellow booklet from the dead body's arms.

Feng Wanli was pleasantly surprised, and quickly asked: "Could it be another ancient martial arts secret book?"

Tang Yu rolled his eyes and said, "You think ancient martial arts secret books are Chinese cabbage! It's so easy to get?"

"This is a suicide note!" Tang Yu spread out the yellow booklet and read it under the light of the flashlight.

"I am the No. 20 disciple of Shaolin Temple's third-generation layman of the enlightened generation. It doesn't matter who you are when you die."

"I entered the Shaolin Temple at the age of eight, practiced basic ancient martial arts for eight years, and then awakened through the phantom spirit stone, but God wants to play me, the awakened hero is the old master."

"It's so miserable!" Tang Yu couldn't help sighing at this point.

Feng Wanli raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked back: "The inner disciples of Shaolin Temple only recruit Bodhidharma inheritors?"

Tang Yu glanced at the dead body on the side, and nodded: "Yes! After eight years of hard work, I can only be reduced to a disciple of an outer sect layman."

"Three years later, I successfully promoted to the Bronze-level successor. This time God finally favored me, and I finally awakened the long-awaited Dharma successor!"

Tang Yu smoothed the suicide note, and continued: "I thought I could successfully enter the inner sect and learn the supreme ancient martial art secrets, but Wu Yuan, the son of the contemporary host, is jealous of my outstanding talent, and fears that I will take away his seat as an elite disciple, and secretly poisons me. , Destroy my cultivation!"

"Can monks still get married?" Feng Wanli discovered the important point in this passage.

Tang Yu rolled his eyes and said contemptuously, "Is it good to have some common sense? Now that the population of the country is so small, how dare you not have children?"

"Eh!" Feng Wanli touched his nose, pointed to the suicide note, and said with a smile, "Go on!"

"My cultivation base was ruined and my heart was disheartened. I stepped into the forbidden area and practiced ancient martial arts day and night. Finally, Huang Tian paid off. 51 years later, I was able to defeat a platinum-level monster with only a powerful Vajra Fist." !"

After reading this, Tang Yu was even more excited, and continued: "On this day, I realized that I have become a diamond-level powerhouse, without relying on the skills bestowed by any ancient hero! And it was also on this day, I learned that the little thief who killed me that day——Wu Yuan, wants to obtain the inheritance of the Nine Suns Scripture!"

(End of this chapter)