The skinny old Taoist leader immediately stopped.
He looked around, and then asked the short and fat Taoist priest, "Junior brother, have you heard any strange sounds?"
The short and fat Taoist priest nodded, "I did hear a crisp sound, which seemed to be the sound of a copper bell being struck."
Such a voice came from the depths of this dark underground palace, which made everyone's hair stand on end.
The tough middle-aged man took a deep breath and asked the skinny old man, "Should we continue walking?"
Not all of them came here to slay demons.
Apart from the skinny old man, there were several other people who came here with the intention of looking for opportunities.
Whenever a great calamity occurs, there must be a destiny of immortality.
In the Age of Ending Dharma, visions are rare, and there must be some kind of treasure in a place that can breed such a powerful evil thing.
This group of people got into this team with the intention of looking for treasures.
Although the skinny old man also knew the intention of this group of people, he thought that more people would be more powerful, and one more person would be enough to get rid of the evil spirit.
Hope, so I acquiesced to follow this group of people.
In addition to this fierce middle-aged man, You Laodao obviously also had this idea.
Even he brought his apprentice down just to have one more person to take advantage.
However, his apprentice was forced out by Qi Laodao just after entering the tomb.
Naturally, You Laodao felt dissatisfied.
He always thought that this short and fat Taoist priest's nose was not his nose and his eyes were not his eyes.
Now that he suddenly heard this crisp sound, You Laodao felt a little regretful in his heart as to why he went down to this underground palace.
Apart from the skinny old man among this group of people, it was his fellow apprentices who were the strongest.
Although he himself has some skills, they are all heresy.
Once he really confronts the evil spirit, he may not even know how he died.
But now it's too late to regret it.
They have already arrived here, so they must explore inside.
Maybe he can fish in troubled waters and take advantage.
"Go to the right."
The skinny old man said.
In ancient times, the right was respected.
If they walked to the right, they might encounter some turning points.
Chang Li held his chin in one hand and watched those people groping forward with leisurely time.
He chuckled softly, "Go to the right."
The clear voice echoed in the dark main tomb, making the tomb instantly feel like an elegant room.
In the imagination of the world, people with such voices are usually those elegant and elegant people who exist in the classics.
They talk and laugh like great scholars, and have no ordinary people in their dealings.
A smile can make the jewels in a humble house shine.
Chang Li's figure was between a young man and a teenager at the moment.
The black emperor's crown robe gave him a more majestic and noble look.
He pointed his finger at the water mirror, as if he was pointing at the mountains and rivers thousands of miles away.
"Xiao Bai, go meet them."
After the voice fell, a huge mouse emerged from the corner.
This mouse is shiny and smooth, and the white hair all over its body is not stained with a trace of dust.
It is difficult to imagine that it is an evil thing formed by the accumulation of bad luck in the netherworld.
This rat has been living in the tomb, making a little chirping noise from time to time.
Until Chang Li wakes up, he is the boss in the tomb, except for the four coffin keepers.
There are naturally more than just these four coffin keepers in this underground palace.
The bad luck accumulated over thousands of years is enough to breed many evil spirits.
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However, since Chang Li awakened, all these evil spirits have been dormant and dare not show up.
Now that Changli allows this mouse to meet those people, it means that Changli has let go of the suppression of the other monsters.
Faced with the evil spirits in the entire underground palace, those people don't know whether they can survive to Changli's.
In front of you.
But Changli didn't pay attention to this.
This group of people came here not only to hunt for treasures, but also to eliminate demons and defend the way.
The biggest demon was himself.
He didn't have the time to sympathize with that group of people right now.
In everything, there are gains and losses.
Those who eradicated evil spirits not only improved their skills, but also gained merit.
Naturally, they will also face the threats of these evil spirits.
If they lose their lives, it will only prove their bad luck.
The group of people in the water mirror kept walking to the right road, but it didn't matter if they were long distances.
No matter whether they walked to the left or the right, they all ended up with the same destination.
The people walking in the underground palace suddenly discovered that the surrounding air seemed to become colder, and there seemed to be some information brewing in the wind blowing in their faces.
This change instantly aroused their vigilance.
They held spells, swung fly whisks, and raised wooden swords, all of them ready for battle.
Cheng Jing, the youngest in the team, took out a small gourd and pulled out the stopper.
The small gourd is purple as a whole, but it is not the gloomy purple of poisonous smoke, but a bright and majestic purple, like crape myrtle.
The mouth of the gourd seemed to have suction, sucking some of the yin energy floating in the air into the mouth of the gourd.
The group of people instantly felt that the air around them became clear, and even the temperature increased.
Chang Li's eyes were attracted to the gourd.
After looking at it for a while, he said with interest, "Three Treasures Gourd."
Because he looked at it for a long time, Cheng Jing also noticed it.
He stiffened and continued walking forward calmly.
According to legend, this gourd is another form of the Three Treasures Ruyi of Yuanshi Tianzun.
The one held in Cheng Jing's hand was naturally not the one in the legend, but its power was not bad.
This is a magical weapon that their lineage re-refined after losing the Qingming Lantern.
It has been supported by their lineage for decades.
It fits the Taoist meaning of their lineage.
It is held in Cheng Jing's hand.
In your hands, it will exert 200% of its power.
After the gourd absorbed the yin energy for a while, Cheng Jing closed the stopper and shook it from side to side, feeling water flowing through the gourd.
Cheng Jing removed the stopper again and saw wisps of light smoke coming out of the gourd.
Taking a deep sniff made him feel light all over.
Cheng Jing activated the magic formula again, and then the Yin Qi was sucked into the gourd's mouth.
It went on and on, and they were not threatened by the Yin Qi along the way.
This gourd is a good treasure.
It scares the evil spirits along the way, but it can't scare the white mouse.
It walked silently in the darkness of the underground palace, without even a shadow falling along the way.
Seeing this scene, Chang Li realized that he had forgotten something.
He lightly snapped his fingers, and then strange flames suddenly lit up throughout the underground palace.
Seeing this situation, the group of skinny Taoist priests immediately took a breath.
How strong is this magical power and the evil cultivation level?
Can they still come back alive?
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