When Hu Xiuwu looked closely at the six mermaid candles, he discovered that there were three more candles behind them.

This time, mermaids were no longer used as candles. King Xian was even worse and used children aged seven or eight as candles.

The name of 'Jie Yin Xian Sheng' is also engraved on the candlesticks of these three candles.

Wang Kaixuan said: "This King Xian is too cruel. He actually turned the child into a candle."

Hu Bayi said: "This should be the fairy guide made by King Xian to welcome the immortal who will take King Xian to immortality."

"What kind of deity would accept such a welcome? King Xian must be crazy."

Liao Zhong spat and said.

Wang Kaixuan looked at the nine candles and said, "Old Hu, you said that this kind of longevity candle corresponds to the coffin, right? One longevity candle corresponds to one coffin."

"Why are there so many immortal candles now? Are there nine coffins here?"

Hu Xiuwu retorted: "No, those three boy candles are for guiding boys, and should not be regarded as longevity candles."

"It's not six longevity candles. You see, I have one more here, an unlit ox-head candle."

Shirley Yang said and everyone looked at her.

Sure enough, in front of her was the largest lamp in the tomb, on a copper candle holder shaped like a bull's head.

"The remaining seven immortal candles may really correspond to seven coffins."

Hu Xiuwu looked at the ceiling and the floor.

Lao Meng, who is also a practitioner, immediately understood what Hu Xiuwu meant:

"You mean, King Xian prepared three bodies for himself. This underworld palace actually has three floors. The middle is the human world, the bottom is the underworld, and the top is a layer representing the fairy mountain."

Seeing that Lao Meng and Hu Xiuwu were playing dumb, Liao Zhong asked directly, "Where is the coffin of King Xian?"

"Since King Xian's goal is to become an immortal, he will definitely not put himself underground, but will definitely put himself in a high place."

After listening to Hu Xiuwu's words, Liao Zhong looked at Lao Meng again. Seeing Lao Meng nod, he understood that Lao Meng agreed with Hu Xiuwu's statement, so he looked up at the ceiling of the tomb.

Liao Zhong put his hands on his waist and said, "I see, Xiaopang, do you have the explosives?"

"It's here, Mr. Liao." Wang Kaixuan put down the gun, took off the bag on his body and said.

"Blow this place up for me!"

"Look at it!"

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With a loud bang, the ceiling of the tomb was blown open by explosives, the chains that were originally tied to the copper coffin broke, and the heavy copper coffin fell heavily to the ground.

Fortunately, Wang Kaixuan had not touched the bronze mirror before, so when the bronze coffin fell to the ground, the bronze mirror was not broken.

The things in the copper coffin are still very honest.

The heavy bronze coffin hit the ground, creating a big hole in the floor of the tomb, revealing another level of the tomb hidden underneath.

Hu Bayi had learned precision blasting in the army before, so he had some experience with the amount of explosives used in blasting, and other places in the tomb were not damaged.

"Wow, there really is another tomb chamber underneath. It seems Hu Xiuwu's guess was correct."

Liao Zhong came out from the hiding corner and said while standing in front of the big hole made by the bronze coffin.

Hu Bayi shone the flashlight along the cave entrance and into the underground tomb chamber, and vaguely saw a stone coffin.

"It seems that the candles are indeed used to represent the three incarnations of King Xian, but what does the fairy boy represent? Is he really here to welcome the immortal?"

Wang Kaixuan joked, "It can't be that he represents us. The number of people doesn't even match."

Liao Zhong looked up at the situation and said:

"Don't think about it, let's go up there and take a look first."

Looking at the hole in the roof of the tomb, Hu Xiuwu controlled the talisman to send the rope up and tied the rope with the talisman.

The top of the tomb is about four or five meters high. Hu Xiuwu can jump up with just a little effort, but Hu Bayi, Shirley Yang and Wang Kaixuan still need the help of a rope to get up.

After going up, Hu Xiuwu discovered that the painting style of the tomb chamber on this floor was completely different from that of the tomb chamber below.

The tomb chamber on the next level still feels a bit gloomy, but this one looks quite fairy-like.

The tomb chamber is semicircular without edges and corners. The walls are covered with various patterns of gods and immortals, and there are sculptures of gods and immortals carved on them. It is also decorated with gems. There is no doubt that King Xian had great financial resources.

Hu Bayi followed the rope and climbed to this floor. The style of the tomb on this floor seemed familiar to him and he couldn't help but fall into memories.

The others were searching for something of vital importance in the tomb.

Coffin,

It's the coffin again. The old problem has appeared in this layer of tomb chamber. In the most critical tomb chamber, the coffin is not visible.

Hu Xiuwu looked around but found nothing. He stood in the middle of the tomb and let out a long sigh.

He felt that King Xian was just trying to make things difficult for him. What he should have was missing, but a lot of things he shouldn't have appeared.

At this time, Hu Xiuwu discovered that there seemed to be something wrong with Hu Bayi. His face was red, veins were bulging on his neck, and his eyes looked like he was suffocating.

Seeing that something was wrong with Hu Bayi, Hu Xiuwu hurried over to pull him away and check the situation.

As soon as Hu Xiuwu pulled him away, Hu Bayi touched his neck and began to breathe heavily.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Hu Xiuwu said while supporting Hu Bayi.

Shirley Yang and Wang Kaixuan also came over, concerned about Hu Bayi's situation.

"Well, there's something strange about that painting. When I was staring at it just now, I felt like an arm stretched out from the painting and grabbed my neck, making it impossible for me to breathe."

Hu Bayi was still rubbing his neck with one hand and pointing at the painting he had just observed with the other.

Hu Xiuwu looked at the painting, which depicted a woman with a dignified demeanor and gorgeous clothes. She seemed to be King Xian's wife.

This painting is indeed magical. As long as you stare at it, your soul will be trapped in the artistic conception of the painting and entangled by the woman in the painting.

However, it ran into trouble when trying to entangle Hu Xiuwu.

It couldn't find Hu Xiuwu's soul, or perhaps it was because there were too many targets, just like in the lens of an old camera, there were too many portraits at different distances, causing the camera to fail to focus.

Just like a computer that crashes due to a bug in a program and a repeated system cycle, this painting of a noble lady in palace dress spontaneously developed cracks.

The portrait shattered, revealing a secret passage hidden behind it, and a female corpse sitting in the secret passage, dressed very luxuriously and solemnly.

When the female corpse saw the light, it shattered into a ball of gray mist and floated towards them.

When the gray fog came closer, Da found that it was countless corpse moths. The moth powder on the wings of corpse moths was highly toxic, and once it touched the skin, it would be infected with corpse poison.

But a mere flying insect is nothing compared to Old Meng.

Old Meng didn't have to put in much effort to get the group of moths to quietly live on both sides of the secret passage.

Compared to the moth, Lao Meng was more curious about the painting.

Lao Meng pushed up his glasses and said, "Is this a method invented by King Xian? It's quite interesting."

"No, this is not a method invented by King Xian. It came from the Central Plains."

As one of the leaders of the bunker, Liao Zhong was well-informed and rejected Lao Meng's statement:

"This is the art of painting. A person who knows the art of painting can create paintings with various magical effects. The art of painting is widely spread and has many schools."

"The Wang family, one of the four families, mastered a magical painting technique. In the past, there was also a sect called Secret Painting in the country that mastered a unique painting technique. Unfortunately, during the Republic of China period, the Secret Painting Sect suffered an internal conflict and the entire sect fell apart and disappeared into history."

Lao Meng looked at the broken painting and felt a little confused:

"Since we entered this Insect Valley, we have seen a lot of King Xian's methods."

"Feng Shui, practicing Qi, the beauty of nature ...

"Let's not talk about the character of the King, just his methods are really amazing. He can be called a genius of his generation. Would such a person really believe in the illusory theory of becoming an immortal?"

Chapter 56 Fighting in the air

Hu Xiuwu also had the same doubts as Lao Meng.

King Xian was, after all, an extraordinary person who had achieved great success in cultivation. Would he really bet his wish to become an immortal on someone else, betting that an immortal would take him to immortality after his death?

We have already thoroughly checked this floor, and apart from this new secret passage, there is nothing else suspicious.

Hu Xiuwu could only walk into the secret passage with Hu Bayi and the others with doubts.

Another tomb chamber, still without a coffin. Hu Xiuwu had gotten used to it.

This tomb chamber is also not without its special features. The murals around the tomb chamber, in addition to recording how King Xian subdued the barbarians, also feature two pictures of King Xian's divination.

One picture shows a palace above the white clouds. Inside the palace is an eyeball symbol representing the Zhuchen Pearl. Around the palace there are people in strange clothes praying to the eyeball symbol.

The content of the other painting is much more bizarre. In the painting, King Xian is ascending to heaven, and there are three fairy children guiding him. Two of them have eyeball symbols painted on their necks.

Wang Kaixuan subconsciously touched his shoulder: "Is this painting of me and Lao Hu? Who is the other person?"

Hu Xiuwu looked at the painting and said, "It should be me. I am the only one who has been with you all the time. King Xian predicted that the three of us would come to his tomb, so he drew this picture."

Shirley Yang guessed: "The ancient saint of the Zaklama tribe could predict the arrival of Hu Bayi and me near the ghost cave. This Zhuchen Pearl came from the ghost cave. King Xian, who holds the Zhuchen Pearl, might also be able to use it for divination."

Hu Bayi felt that this matter was a bit strange, and comforted himself by saying:

"It's okay. There are six of us here, but he only saw three. It's obvious that the King Xian is not very skilled."

"No, it's not that Prince Xian is not good at his craft."

Hu Xiuwu looked at this heavenly map and felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart:

“Someone changed the future.”

Hu Xiuwu drew a circle with his hand, circling Wang Kaixuan, Hu Bayi, and himself:

"After the three of us went to Gulan County, we met Blind Chen and learned about the curse from him. Then Ma Dadan robbed us, and we went to the Fishbone Temple."

"I saw the ghost tomb, found the remains of the golden abacus, obtained the human skin map, and the news of the tomb of King Xian...."

Afterwards, Hu Xiuwu, who learned that Hu Bayi was cursed, would definitely not sit idly by and would go to the southwest with the two of them to help Hu Bayi and Wang Kaixuan break the curse.

There may be minor twists and turns in this process, but eventually they will still arrive at King Xian's tomb.

If things continue to develop in this way, then King Xian's divination is not wrong.

So, when did the development of events deviate from King Xian's divination and his plan?

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