Ma Guangzuo was a careless man.
He frowned, pulled Musa and pointed to the front under the firelight and said: "Look, it's like a war broke out here.
Pottery figurines fell all over the floor, and there's a huge gap on the ground.
Something is wrong here, very wrong."
The long hair on the mole on Musa’s chin trembled twice and said: "Tch, this is probably caused by the earthquake in the past.
Don't worry, I have red sunglasses.
Even if there is a ghost, I can block it.
It's such a big luminous pearl.
It would be a pity to just throw it on the ground casually."
Musa picked up the Ghost King Pearl, drooled and looked at it again and again in the light of the fire.
When Ma Guangzuo came to him, he quickly put the Ghost King Pearl into his arms and said: "I picked this up, I can't show it to you."
"I just want to complete the task.
Do you think I care about the things in this tomb?
These things are contaminated with yin energy.
If you come into contact with them frequently, you will get strange diseases.
No one in my ancestors has lived past fifty for more than ten generations.
It is because of their long-term As a result of digging graves, I advise you not to want these things."
Ma Guangzuo shook his head and sighed.
"Crazy, you don't want to be the best.
All the good things here belong to me."
Musa said with a frown.
"Quack quack quack" A strange and terrifying sound suddenly came from the underground palace.
Ma Guangzuo and Musa hurriedly leaned back to back.
The red sun mirror in Musa's hand shone the fire in all directions.
The Yin Qi that had originally remained in the underground palace was evaporated by the red sun mirror's fire.
The photos dispersed completely.
"Everything here belongs to me.
When you come, you should also keep your life."
The shrill and long sounds came from all around at the same time, and cold sweat broke out on the foreheads of Musa and Ma Guangzuo.
This was the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum, and the empty underground palace was already very gloomy.
They only had a torch in their hands, and the surrounding area of several feet was clearly visible. visible.
Farther away is pitch black.
"Who, who is pretending to be a ghost?"
Musa roared in shock, and kept shining the sunglasses in his hands randomly.
But the sound coming from everywhere made him even more chilly.
Ma Guangzuo's black face was about to turn into a white one.
But he didn't dare to move.
It was pitch black around him.
If the two of them were separated without the protection of Chiyangjing, it would be unclear how they would die.
"I can't remember who I am, that mouse-faced guy, please tell me.
I'll let you ride over here quickly."
The weird sound sounded again, following this sound.
A clay horse actually made a neighing sound and rushed towards Musa.
"careful."
Ma Guangzuo shouted and swung out an iron rod in his hand.
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According to his idea, with this iron rod, not to mention a ceramic horse, even a galloping horse would fall under his iron rod.
"Boom."
A dull sound like a drum came out, Ma Guangzuo's iron rod bounced up, and Tao Ma's side launched Ma Guangzuo directly into the darkness.
"Lao Ma, Lao Ma, are you okay?"
Musa kept turning his body and shouted anxiously.
"They have already come to accompany me.
They are more anxious than you.
You should also come to accompany me."
A pottery horse flew over again, but a strange sound seemed to be heard in Musa's ears.
The cold voice made his hanging eyes filled with fear.
He hurriedly dodged Tao Ma and looked around anxiously, trembling all over.
"call" A biting cold wind blew by, and the torch in Musa's hand was instantly frozen into ice by the cold wind.
Musa threw the torch aside in a hurry.
This time he couldn't even see it before his own eyes.
He quickly took out the Ghost King Pearl he had picked up before and raised it to take a look.
He saw an ice ghost face shining ferociously in front of the Ghost King Pearl less than two feet in front of him.
"Well" Musa's body trembled, a strange sound came from his throat, his eyes suddenly turned yellow, and his face darkened and he fell back.
"Uh, I was scared to death right away.
This guy is too timid."
Chen Yunfeng took off his Xuan Bing Jue mask and said with a flat mouth.
The fact that he is playing tricks here does not mean that he cannot easily deal with Ma Guangzuo and Musa, but that he is completely idle and bored, and they come to rob the tomb.
If he didn't let them feel the feeling of encountering a ghost, he would be sorry for fighting the Qin Emperor's soul at the level of the Ghost Emperor.
Unexpectedly, I was scared to death after just a few plays.
Chen Yunfeng took the Ghost King Pearl and the Red Sun Mirror into his hands and studied them.
This Red Sun Mirror is just an ordinary magic weapon, barely useful against ghost soldiers and ghost generals.
It has no effect on powerful ghosts like the Ghost King who have entities.
Ma Guangzuo had his acupuncture points sealed and stood aside.
He thought for a moment, then his body swung into the upper underground palace coffin; There was a corpse somewhere, but it was Emperor Qin's stand-in.
This was the only person who needed a stand-in after his death.
There were countless gold, silver, jewels, ceramics, and jade objects buried around him, but Chen Yunfeng caught his eye at a glance.
A piece of jade in an ear chamber.
He looked at the things around him with his spiritual consciousness and Dharma eyes.
They were all mundane things.
Ever since he sucked up the ocean of gold, he had a saint-like feeling for things like treasure.
The jade piece is an excellent piece of white jade, no more than a finger wide, less than three inches long, and only two cents thick.
The whole jade piece looks like a jade dragon worn in ancient times.
It looks curved, with a round hole on the head and a forked tail. fish.
It looked like an ancient object, but Chen Yunfeng recognized it at a glance as a jade slip, which recorded what the cultivator wanted to convey.
He held the jade slip in his hand, and when his consciousness scanned it, a massive amount of information was transmitted to him.
In the sea of consciousness.
After receiving the information in the jade slip, Chen Yunfeng whispered: "The Book of Hundred Herbs and Thousand Pills, for those who want to make alchemy, it takes no effort to go through iron shoes and find it everywhere.
There is alchemy fire, but there is no magic weapon-level alchemy furnace.
There are alchemy techniques, but there are so many types of elixirs." , requires countless spiritual herbs, and it seems that I can only study them when I have time.
Let them study this jade slip as well, I don’t have that much energy; However, there are actually sword control skills and wood escape skills here.
The person who left the jade slip is not a simple one.
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Why would an alchemist who knows powerful magic leave this jade slip in the mortal world?"
Sword-controlling skills include flying with swords and killing enemies with swords.
The sword-controlling skills that Chen Yunfeng figured out in the Lingwu world can only be called sword-controlling skills, because sword-controlling requires a magic weapon-level sword with enough special runes carved on it. , the art of killing enemies with a sword can also be regarded as a martial art of sword cultivation, which contains every strong man’s unique understanding of the art of sword control; Some sword wielders can kill people thousands of miles away, and some can destroy mountains with their swords.
Their moves are complex and the magic, hand techniques and spiritual consciousness are connected at the same time.
In the end, the cultivator needs to have strong true energy and spiritual power to be able to destroy everything.
Invincible.
This nameless sword technique is a set of sword flying and sword killing techniques.
Although there is only one move, it is also the first sword cultivation technique in the cultivation world that Chen Yunfeng has seen.
As for the wood escape technique, there are Chen Yunfeng of Wood Spirit Power can learn it instantly, but it requires continuous practice to master it.
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