5000 years of urban cultivation

Chapter 923 The Resuscitated Corpse

"Let me do it."

Seeing that the mice were about to drown Jiangling and the others with red eyes and rubbing their teeth, Jiangchen walked out, waved his palm, and the energy spread with the wind, enveloping Jiangling and the others.

"Squeak!"

The rats who wanted to rush up saw the general's energy, screamed in fright, and changed direction, bypassing Jiang Ling and the others.

"They're not targeting us."

Looking back at the rat tide going away, Sikong Nihong fell into deep thought.

"Leave them alone, since the dragon veins are nearby, it's normal for some strange things to happen."

Jiang Ling replied casually, then suddenly froze.

Because Jiang Ling just realized that he has lost his way!Just after passing through the rat tide, Jiang Ling suddenly found himself lost.

Originally, Jiangling was located according to the stars in the sky, otherwise it would be impossible to tell the direction in the vast ice and snow.

But after passing through the rat wave, Jiangling and Xingchen's senses disappeared.

"Be careful everyone, we should have entered a different-dimensional enchantment."

After recovering, Jiang Ling looked around vigilantly and reminded others.

"It seems that we have triggered the trapped dragon formation." The feng shui master and the tomb robber exchanged glances.

"You two crow mouths, shut up and don't speak, I'm also the emperor, and the dragon and the emperor are trapping me!" Hun Yuansen roared at the two of them.

"This is the road you lead. Don't blame others. You have to walk out of the hole you dug yourself."

Jiang Ling rolled his eyes.

"Boom."

At this moment, the ice layer under Jiang Ling and the others suddenly trembled, the sky also trembled, and the wind and snow swept violently, condensing into ice storms.

"The strength of the trapped dragon array is not enough."

Jiang Ling stood firmly in place, with his spiritual consciousness released, monitoring everything around him.

"Aww!" The sky shook for a while, and a low growl was faintly heard in the distance.

After a few minutes, the roar became louder and denser.

"What's the sound?" Hun Yuansen held the golden knife in his hand, his head was shaking from side to side.

"It seems to be the cry of some kind of life." The general's body surged with energy.

"There are really many tricks in this sleeping place of Hunyuan Wuji. Before he even entered, he set up a big pit to kill his father."

Yuan Tiangang stroked his sleeves, his lips twitched and kept muttering.

"Don't just complain, think about how to break the formation first."

Jiang Ling was wary of his surroundings.

Generally speaking, this kind of formation cannot be broken by brute force, and a monk who understands Feng Shui is required to use metaphysics to break the formation.

"Don't worry, you protect me first, I'll think about how to break through the trapped dragon formation."

Yuan Tiangang took out a yellowed book from the storage space, and flipped through the pages.

"Kakkaka."

When Jiangling and the others were looking for a way to break the formation, fine cracks appeared on the ground under their feet.

"Peng."

With a shocking explosion, the area with the most cracks on the ground collapsed, and countless black holes appeared.

"Ow!"

A ferocious roar came from the black hole, and soaring yin and corpse energy floated out of the hole.

"Damn it, it stinks!"

When that smell got into Jiang Ling's nose, Jiang Ling almost vomited from the smoke. Fortunately, Jiang Ling hadn't eaten recently, and there was nothing in his stomach to vomit.

"Uh, uh."

Yuan Tiangang, Lao Gui and Hun Yuansen bent over and vomited violently.

"Hoohoohoo."

The next moment, countless corpses crawled out of the black hole, roaring and rushing towards the Jianglings.

"Corpse."

Looking at the corpses pouring out in all directions, Jiang Ling raised his brows slightly, and swung the long sword in his hand, chopping out strings of sword lights, crushing all the rushing corpses.

"Puff puff."

After the corpse was broken, it turned into a pile of rotting meat, which piled up on the ground, increasing the stench.

"That's right, it smells too bad. Jiangling has never smelled such a disgusting smell."

Yuan Tiangang vomited for a long time and his face was pale.

"Who told you to eat so much food? If you don't eat, you won't be able to spit it out?"

Sikong Nihong smiled secretly.

"Don't chop them up. It's fine if you don't kill them. After you chop them up, the fermented taste is heavenly."

Old Gui collapsed on Jiang Ling's shoulders, clutching his stomach to express that he couldn't do it.

"A lot of corpses, at least hundreds of thousands."

Ignoring the stench, the general rushed into a black hole to investigate, then flew out and said to Jiang Ling.

"What's under the black hole?" Jiang Ling asked the general.

"It's a place where corpses are piled up. The space is very large. Those corpses automatically crawled out of the pile of corpses and recovered their strength before they were alive."

"Restore the strength of his life?" Jiang Ling looked around solemnly.

The general didn't notice that Jiangling didn't mention it. In fact, many of the corpses around Jiangling and the others were attacking Jiangling and the others with magic and supernatural powers.

It's just that their cultivation bases are generally not very high, so they were ignored by Jiang Ling.

"At least hundreds of thousands of corpses?"

Hun Yuansen asked the generals emphatically.

"Hmm." The general nodded.

"That's right, it's here, we've come to the right place."

Hun Yuansen patted his thigh.

"How do you say?" Jiang Ling slashed out with a sword, smashing countless walking corpses.

"Look at the clothes of these corpses, do you see anything?" Hun Yuansen was still playing around with Jiang Ling.

"If you put it that way, hiss," Jiang Ling frowned, "Most of their clothes are from ancient times, and some of them have a strong exotic style."

Although the clothes were rotten to death, Jiang Ling could still tell the difference.

I didn't expect that all the corpses were concentrated here, and they didn't rot.

The corpse should have existed for thousands of years, and I don't know what kind of magic was cast on it.

Instead of rotting, they can act and attack, but they have no self-consciousness, only the killing instinct.

"Is this what Hunyuan Wuji did?"

Jiang Ling shook off the distracting thoughts in his heart, and looked at Hun Yuansen.

"You ask me, who do I ask, and I didn't do it. What do I want so many corpses to pile up here? Only a fool would do such an unlucky thing."

Hun Yuansen snorted coldly.

"How many people did you kill at that time?" Jiang Ling followed the black hole into the spiritual sense and scanned around, and was shocked on the spot.

"You asked me again. It's not me who conquered the country, but my ancestors. I was born in Dadu. When I was born, I had power. How do I know how many people my ancestors killed to build power?"

Hun Yuansen shook his head: "I heard from my father that there are at least tens of millions. If all the people who were killed were piled up below, what would happen?"

Speaking of this, Hun Yuansen was a little apprehensive, and quickly pulled the Feng Shui master beside him to him: "Say, what will happen."

"What happens is uncertain, it depends on the wishes of the people who set up the formation at that time." The Feng Shui master wondered.

"A piece of trash."

"Really?" Jiang Ling frowned, this number is too big, let alone a thousand years ago, even in today's world, it is not a small number.

"Enter the space where the corpses are piled up. These corpses are used for defense."

After vomiting, Yuan Tiangang sat on the ground and pointed at Jiangling and the others.

"Are you sure?" Jiang Ling asked repeatedly.

"Try it, it's worth it, this is the only way to go now, or you go back to the snow?"

"Ok."

Indeed, this was the only way to go. No matter how many corpses there were, it would be difficult to hurt Jiang Ling and the others.

The only problem Jiangling and the others have right now is that they don't know where the sleeping place is or how to get in.

When Hunyuan Wuji was asleep, he didn't sleep with the army.

But there must always be someone guarding it, so he used a special method to refine the corpse into a puppet as his own guard?
Thinking about it this way, there is nothing wrong with it.

Jiang Ling took the lead and entered the black hole, and was almost suffocated to death. God knows what the smell of the corpse pit that has fermented for thousands of years will be.

Although there were many corpses, none of them could stop Jiang Ling and the others. Jiang Ling and the others walked smoothly into the depths of the space.

"boom."

The radiance on the general's body was so bright that it shattered all the corpses that approached.

"Hey, be quiet over there. This space may lead to the dragon's veins. If the monks in it find us, it will be bad."

Hun Yuansen shouted at the general.

"Then we can't let them pounce on us and make us smell bad?" The general shrugged his shoulders.

"Everyone stop attacking, let the general attack alone," Jiang Ling patted the general on the shoulder.

"Okay." The general nodded, and slowly mobilized the leader, surrounded Jiangling and the others, and protected Jiangling and the others to go deep.

After walking for a few hours, Jiang Ling suddenly had a bad premonition. This was the monk's premonition of the crisis. Every time this feeling appeared, it was very accurate and never failed.

"Everyone hide behind me and slow down."

Jiang Ling held out a flame, using the light of the fire to check the surrounding situation.

At present, there is no murderous intent, and there are still corpses around, and they were burned to powder as soon as they rushed over.

There is no Nirvana stage in the corpse, and those at that level will not be killed by Hunyuan Wuji and the others. If they can't beat them, they won't run away. Are you really an idiot at the Nirvana stage?
"call."

I don't know how long they walked, but all of a sudden, Jiang Ling felt his feet go soft, and then the stars moved, the space changed, and Jiang Ling and his group came to a closed secret room.

It is said to be a secret room, but in fact the space of the secret room is very large, and the interior size is equivalent to a small space of another dimension.

"Why are you all looking at me?" Yuan Tiangang coughed a few times, "Then what, we should have stepped on a certain mechanism just now, and then came here."

"Sister, look at me like this again! Yes, I let you in, but I didn't let you step on the mechanism."

"Okay, we don't have time to blame Yuan Tiangang, you guys come over and take a look at this."

Jiang Ling stood in front of a transparent coffin, focused his eyes on the coffin, and waved behind him without turning his head, motioning for them to come over.

"What did you find? We are trapped to death. There is no exit from this space." Hun Yuansen and his two subordinates ran back from a distance.

"A coffin? Why is it still transparent?"

Sikong Nihong and the others were startled by Jiang Ling, and they all gathered together, looking at the transparent coffin in front of them in surprise.

"There are people lying in it, no, maybe it's a corpse, maybe it's a living person again."

Jiang Ling gestured to silence them.

"In this kind of place, it's normal to put a coffin to scare people. Common ghost movies like to use such plots to scare people. It's tried and tested."

Hun Yuansen walked over carelessly, lay down in front of the coffin and took a look, his expression changed instantly.

"Father!" he yelled, his eyes widening.

"Om."

Just after he finished speaking, the coercion that belongs to the detached person suddenly floated out of the transparent coffin.

"It's broken, something will happen." Sensing the coercion of the emperor emanating from the coffin, Jiang Ling's heart beat faster and his expression changed.

"Stop barking, and take your hands off the coffin."

Jiang Ling keenly saw Hun Yuansen's hand on the transparent coffin, and hurriedly shouted at him.

Before Jiangling and the others watched the crystal coffin and the people inside for so long, there was no change, but when Hun Yuansen touched the coffin, there was pressure from inside.

"it is good."

Hun Yuansen came to his senses and took his hands away from the coffin, but the coercion did not disappear.

"Idiot thing, it's useless to let go now. The people in the coffin must have sensed your breath and are recovering."

Yuan Tiangang's long white beard flew up, and his old eyes glared angrily.

"How could he be here, how could it be possible."

Hun Yuansen ignored Yuan Tiangang's scolding, his lips twitched and muttered to himself, losing his sense of proportion.

"The man inside is your father?"

Jiang Ling looked at Hun Yuansen in surprise, and then focused his eyes on the coffin.

(End of this chapter)