Ignoring the male and female ghost cultivators, she continued to move forward according to Chen Mo's guidance, bypassing a mountain ridge and passing through a mountain mouth. She encountered many strange ghost cultivators, all of whom ridiculed her.

Yue Xinxin gritted her teeth tightly and walked along expressionlessly, scolding Wu Nu in her heart.

Since the ghost cultivator has no physical limitations and can change his own form, why on earth would he put a bunch of snakes on his scalp? You are not Medusa! If you put snakes on your scalp, you will have nowhere to put your hair. Look what you have done to yourself!

Chen Mo said quietly: "Women were bald and leprosy before they were born. They were ridiculed for many years. After becoming a ghost cultivator, they became obsessed with it, so they raised many snakes on their scalps, fed them with their brains, and used blindness techniques to turn them into snakes.

hair."

While he was talking, he had already reached a mountainside.

This mountain is not actually a mountain. It was originally a high platform for a mausoleum. It became a hill after being covered with vegetation over the years.

Entering through a long and narrow corridor, more corpses of tomb robbers were found along the way. The skull of one of them was split open with a sharp weapon similar to an axe, like an open trash can.

Yue Xinxin suddenly realized that he was the male ghost cultivator. The tomb robber was not killed by the ghost cultivator here, but he became a member of the ghost cultivator and in turn sucked other tomb robbers.

Walking a little further inside, a sweet fragrance floated out from the depths of the mausoleum, and Yue Xinxin couldn't help but sniff.

She hasn't smelled a fragrance in a long time!

Since becoming a soul, although her body has become more sensitive, her sense of smell and taste have become dull. To her now, this sweet fragrance is no different than an oasis in the desert and a lifebuoy in the ocean.

But I couldn't help but feel suspicious. This was an ancient tomb. It was full of rotten corpses and rotten wood. It was damp and dark and moldy. The smell wafting from here was too weird!

"This is the soul-gathering incense." Chen Mo reminded seriously.

When the mausoleum was built, it was one of the funerary objects used to gather the soul of the tomb owner after his death.

It was by virtue of this item that Tao Wu successfully became a ghost cultivator, and then he sucked the souls of those who were buried with him, growing rapidly.

Moreover, he also discovered that another wonderful function of the soul-gathering incense is that it can emit a special sweet fragrance that only the soul can smell. This temptation is really irresistible, so as long as Tao Wu waits in the tomb, there will be a steady stream of food delivered to him.

Come to your door.

But now that he is strong enough, he needs to absorb higher-level ghost cultivators, so he can keep the soul-gathering incense in his lair.

More and more ghost cultivators were coming and going, most of them were Tao Wu's former followers. No one paid any attention to Yue Xinxin, so she took this opportunity to look for the magic weapon.

The interior of the mausoleum is very large, with at least two or three football fields, divided into dozens of inner chambers. The sacrifices placed in each inner chamber are different, but they have common characteristics, including many.

There were a lot of quantities and types. As for the value, Yue Xinxin didn't know much about cultural relics and couldn't estimate it. However, she glanced at the gold horseshoes piled on the ground and piled them up as high as half a person. If all those things were melted and flowed into the black market, they would probably be given to

The gold market has had a big impact.

Although I am not a living person now, I have been a living person for a long time. Seeing these golden things makes me feel very itchy. What if I can come back to life and continue to be a living person? It will take several lifetimes!

When no one was paying attention, Yue Xinxin grabbed the horseshoe gold and stuffed it into the skin bag, one piece after another, until the childless skin bag was stuffed so full that it looked like a pregnant woman about to give birth.

"I'm not familiar with the inside of the mausoleum. You can't escape quickly like this." Chen Mo poured cold water on the side.

"Why should I run away? I'm going out." Yue Xinxin said while pretending, but no one stopped me! She buried her head and continued to stuff the bag.

"Shh! I seem to hear the cry of the fire phoenix!" Chen Mo suddenly said.

Yue Xinxin stopped and listened carefully. There was indeed a clear and clear cry echoing in the mausoleum, as if coming from a door not far away.

She leaned closer and looked through the crack in the door, and saw that there was no gold or silver in the inner room, but there were some strange things placed there.

There is a pool of clear water in a round stone bowl, and a lotus seed sinks at the bottom. An emerald green caterpillar lies on a crystal clear leaf. A rusty copper mirror. A fiery red feather, from which it sings.

There is also an incense burner, from which curls of smoke are floating.

Just by looking at that feather, you know that these things are not ordinary. And that cigarette, needless to say, is a soul-gathering incense.

Yue Xinxin's eyes suddenly lit up. She reached out to push the door and stepped in. As soon as her feet entered the inner room, she felt a buzzing in her ears, as if she had walked into a bubble. The inner room was extremely quiet, and you could hear a needle drop, and even the sound of fiery red feathers emitted.

The chirping sound also disappeared.

She looked around and saw that the inner room was large but empty, so she walked towards the fiery red feather with confidence.

What is a fire phoenix? I have never seen such a creature. Why do these feathers scream? It cannot be a feather-shaped external speaker.

The feather tentacles are silky, extremely light but very textured.

"This is a fire phoenix feather. It's a pity that there is only one feather. Otherwise, we could weave a spaceship and become the fastest means of transportation in the world." Chen Mo said.

One stick is better than none! Yue Xinxin stuffed it into his bag without hesitation.

He picked up the round stone bowl again, and the clear water rippled in his hands. The lotus seeds swayed in the water waves, showing full of vitality.

She couldn't help but reach into the water and gently touch the lotus seed.

As soon as the zhenqi from the fingertips came into contact with the lotus seed, it trembled for a while, and then miraculously pulled out an extremely thin bud, only 1 millimeter long.

"How amazing! What kind of seed is this?"

Chen Mo thought for a while and replied: "I don't know, but I feel that there is a special vitality contained in it. It should be a kind of elixir that can save lives and heal the wounded."

Yue Xinxin was extremely surprised and picked up the bronze mirror again.

Compared with the bright feathers and the wonderful lotus seeds, this thing looks old and shabby.

"What is this?"

Chen Mo hesitated for a long time and said honestly: "I don't know."

Yue Xinxin was about to put it down, but she became suspicious again. She felt that the things in this inner room might not be useless, so she pressed her palms on the mirror and tried to inject real energy.

The mirror gradually lights up, and the rust gradually melts away like snowflakes in spring, and finally disappears!

She looked in the mirror and saw a face that was dark and featureless, with a head full of small holes.

"Oh, I'll go!" Yue Xinxin almost dropped the mirror in shock.

The mirror pointed down and illuminated the stone bowl, lotus seeds, leaves, caterpillars, and incense burner, and all those things disappeared!

"This bronze mirror can store items." Chen Mo suddenly realized.
Chapter completed!