The last cultivator

Chapter 405 Meet the Pharaoh

Just when the two were about to escape, a huge rock fell from the sky and hit them in front of them, blocking their way.

"Hiss..."

An extremely thick cobra came out from the depths of the ground, and a mouthful of venom spewed out of its mouth, instantly melting the ground.

"This, is this the Cobra King?" Bai Lengye looked at the gray giant python in front of him, which was hundreds of meters long and thicker than a bucket.

"This should be... that pet snake of Ramses..." the old man said in a concentrated voice.

Bai Lengye looked at the other party in bewilderment, he didn't know who Ramses was.

The old man explained: "Ramesses was a pharaoh in ancient Egypt. His existence made ancient Egypt flourish for a while, and he died when he was 91 years old."

"However, it is said that the man did not die, but found a way to not die, and hid secretly."

Hearing this, Bai Lengye took a deep breath, no matter what, it was the past, after so many years, even if he didn't die, he would probably be almost old.

At this time, the cobra king launched an attack, his huge body was a weapon, Bai Lengye hit it with his fist, but unexpectedly he was also swept away, the rebounding force shook him back.

"Get out of the way, just leave this little snake to the old man."

The old man put down his backpack, took out a few worms, threw them on the ground, and then burrowed into the ground.

Bai Lengye didn't know what the other party was going to do, but he still got out of the way and let the old man solve it by himself.

The old man dodged to the position behind the cobra, holding a sharp thorn in his hand, and stabbed it fiercely.

Immediately, the cobra let out a scream, and struggled violently, but after a while, the other party lay on the ground and did not move.

"What is so powerful." Bai Lengye asked in surprise.

"Old man, the poison I developed myself can kill a hundred elephants with just one gram."

"I used about three grams for this little snake, and it will sleep for several months before it wakes up."

"Let's continue on our way, you go and get rid of the stones blocking the way."

"Let me be a strong man again." Bai Lengye rolled his eyes, walked up to the boulder, and broke a path with his fists.

The two went in and moved forward. Without the obstruction of the cobra, the speed was very fast. After a while, they came to a huge secret room.

There are many coffins here, no less than a few hundred, but the one in the middle is golden yellow, and it is so huge that it can catch up with a small cruise ship.

"Tsk tsk, it really is him, these pharaoh's shadows are so deep."

As if he had discovered something that interested him, the old man ran up to the golden statue and hit it with a hammer a few times, making a crisp sound.

Bai Lengye glanced around, and then asked, "Where is my Hongming Saber, did you lie to me?"

"No, isn't that plugged into the wall?"

Bai Lengye looked, and he saw a rusty long knife pierced deeply into the wall. At this moment, he realized that the walls were full of knife marks and traces of battles.

Walking in front of Hongming Dao, Bai Lengye felt the power of the years on it, and the surface was stained with a layer of copper rust.

Grabbing the Hongming knife with his hand, he pulled it out easily, and weighed it with his hand, the weight was okay.

The knife in his hand is as famous as Xuanyuan Sword, although it is worse than the other party, but this is because Huangdi did it on purpose, because he was afraid that this knife would surpass Xuanyuan Sword, so he banned it.

"What are you still doing, hurry up and help me."

Bai Lengye came back to his senses, and saw that the old man was holding a hammer to pry the lid of the coffin, as if he was about to open it.

"Old man, why are you doing this kind of thing again? You're going to dig someone's grave again."

Bai Lengye walked over and said.

"Hurry up, I want to get that staff, I have a use for it."

Bai Lengye curled her lips, but she still helped, took the tool and began to pry the coffin lid.

Slowly, the heavy coffin lid opened little by little, and a pungent smell came over the face, and Bai Lengye almost couldn't help but vomit.

"All right."

The old man showed joy, and grabbed it with his hand, but the next moment, his expression froze.

"What's the matter, did you catch shit?" Bai Lengye joked.

"No... no, how is this possible!"

The old man didn't believe it, he pushed it away vigorously, but found that the huge coffin was actually empty.

"No one, it's impossible, there must be a mistake." The old man couldn't even believe his eyes.

Bai Hanye sat down directly.

The old man was still in a daze, muttering something all the time, as if he had lost his soul.

"Let's go, since there is no one, we should go back."

"No, there must be something wrong."

The old man's eyes widened, he kicked the scratch away, jumped in, and groped carefully with both hands.

After a while, the old man suddenly laughed loudly: "I finally found out that there is a secret passage here..."

boom!
He slapped it down with his palm, and in an instant, there was no sound around him. Just as Bai Lengye was about to speak, the ground shook, and a stone wall rose up to block the door.

The ground parted, a ladder appeared, and dark green flames were lit on both sides, which was a bit penetrating.

"That's it, let's go down, the corpse is already under here."

Looking at the dark stairs, Bai Lengye couldn't help but said, "Why don't you forget about it, why do you insist on digging up other people's bones?"

The old man stared, pulled him down, just stepped on the stairs, Bai Lengye felt dizzy for a while.

The two walked into a long corridor, surrounded by weird green flames, just like ghost fire.

After a while, they came to a place that looked like a temple. Right in front of them was an ordinary black coffin, surrounded by more than a dozen statues, all of which were carved with a person, but there were young and old. .

"I'll open the coffin, you watch out for me, tell me what's going on..."

The old man flew up and started prying with tools. Bai Lengye glanced casually around, very quiet, as if there was nothing dangerous.

The old man kept beating hard with a hammer, but he couldn't break it open. Bai Lengye said casually, "Why don't you just destroy it..."

"Good idea." A voice came.

"Ok?"

Bai Lengye's body trembled for an instant, and he turned his head slowly, and saw a mummy standing behind him, skinny as a stick, with skin sticking to the bones, that smile looked creepy.

"Gudu."

Bai Lengye swallowed a mouthful of spit, and wanted to open his mouth to scream, but he couldn't make a sound, an inexplicable force seemed to restrain him.

In the end, Bai Lengye stepped on the ground hard, and with a loud noise, the old man turned around.

"What are you arguing about..."

Halfway through the conversation, the old man couldn't speak the rest of the words. The hammer in his hand fell to the ground with a bang, and he stared at the mummy dumbfounded.

"You...are you..."

"Ramesses II!" The old man took a deep breath and said.

"Hehe, it's a name from a long time ago." The mummy let out a strange laugh, and lightly stomped the staff in his hand, an invisible force surged out, the surrounding scene changed suddenly, and the three of them came to a tropical forest among.

"You, this kind of ability to change shape and change, will be acquired by immortal ghosts later, have you already..."

"Although I haven't reached immortality yet, I have already touched that realm."

"I see." The old man exhaled lightly, and wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead with his hands.

"Are you interested in my staff?" asked the mummy.

The old man nodded, and Bai Lengye was sweating, don't say it so directly, is it obvious that you want to call the other person's attention? You were still trying to pry the coffin just now...

"I have spent hundreds of years traveling around the world, joining some of your sects with different identities, and I also know about things in the Dharma-ending era."

The old man asked, "What do you want to say?"

"I showed up today. Actually, I don't mean anything malicious. I just don't want to see you pry open the coffin of my children and grandchildren..."

The old man smiled awkwardly. It turned out that the coffin he had been prying for a long time belonged to his descendants.

"I can give you my magic staff, but in troubled times, I hope I can also participate."

"Aren't you afraid of death?" the old man asked in surprise.

"Dead? I've been dead for thousands of years. Now that I look like a ghost, do I still care about life and death?"

Ramses II smiled calmly, and then looked at Bai Lengye.

"I feel that there is a very powerful force in your body, and your own breath makes me feel very familiar. Could it be that I have met one of your ancestors?"

Bai Lengye was stunned, his ancestors were ordinary people, how could he have met such a person, unless the other party was talking about his half-baked master.

Thinking about it now, it seems that he hasn't seen that half-baked master for a long time, and he doesn't know what the other party is doing.

"By the way, I remembered, the aura on your body is actually his, what is your relationship with him!"

The mummy asked excitedly.

Bai Lengye said cautiously: "If I guessed correctly, the person you mentioned may be my master..."

"So that's how it is. You are his land. No wonder you have a powerful cultivation atmosphere..."

Ramesses II sighed and said, "Thinking back when I traveled all over the world and met your master, I couldn't help asking for advice. Who would have thought..."

Speaking of this, the other party paused for a moment, and then said: "At that time, I had already reached the peak of feathering, and I was only one step away from entering the realm of transcendence, but who would have thought that in the hands of your master, I would not be able to make one move?" .”

Hearing this, Bai Lengye's eyes widened. This mighty pharaoh couldn't do a single trick in the hands of his half-hearted master?
Then how powerful the other party was before, no wonder the other party said that at the time, he could not become a cultivator, he could only become an ordinary cultivator.

"The staff is for you, I know what you are going to do with it, I just hope that when that day comes, I am still alive..."

The old man held his staff tightly, and said in a concentrated voice: "You will see that day come, but you and I don't want to see it in our hearts."

"Maybe... the me thousands of years ago made Egypt reach its peak..."

(End of this chapter)