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Chapter 93: Locking the Dust and Fog in the Tibetan Military Room

He said it was the first half, but Zi Buyu didn't know whether it was the first half or not. This was just his guess.

Maybe this is just a fraction of the Tomb of the Human King, maybe the Tomb of the Human King is just that big, maybe... there are many possibilities, if you don't go to the end, no one knows what's behind.

Therefore, after leaving the 10,000-meter burial pit, the two of them continued to move forward cautiously. This time, the stone path seemed particularly calm and not even dangerous. There were only murals that kept appearing on both sides along the way.

As for the content of the mural, Xu Feng and Zi Buyu couldn't understand it. It seemed to be telling some mythical stories...

But this didn't affect anything. After a few glances, the two stopped paying attention.

Soon, there were three forked roads at the end of the stone path, one on the left, one on the right, and one that led directly deeper.

"If my prediction is correct, it should be the burial chamber in the tomb of the Human King," Zi Buyu said with his eyes shining, "From here, it should be time for us to harvest."

Xu Feng frowned slightly. To be honest, after receiving the inheritance of the Human King, he admired this senior from ten thousand years ago very much, so to be honest at this moment, he was not willing to touch some of the burial objects in his tomb.

At least this senior deserves respect.

As if he had seen Xu Feng's thoughts, Zi Buyu smiled: "Brother Dao... Well, Brother Xu, if my guess is correct, this is just the tomb of the human king. To put it bluntly, it's more

It’s like a place of inheritance.”

Xu Feng raised his eyebrows and said, "Why do you see that?"

Zi Buyu smiled slightly: "First of all, from the moment I entered this place, I knew it would not be the real tomb of Senior Human King. If it were, we might have been dead from the beginning."

Xu Feng was slightly startled, then nodded and understood.

What kind of cultivation is the Human King? If this is really his tomb, with his second step strength, he would not be able to get here alive. Even if the two of them are not ordinary people, to put it bluntly, they are still the second

Just a monk.

With the powerful strength of the Human King, what is the difference between them and other second-step monks?

"Then which way to go next?" After thinking about this point, Xu Feng no longer had any worries and asked cheerfully.

Zi Buyu pondered for a while, and then guessed: "I think there is no difference over there. The results of these three choices are the same, but the middle road is not necessarily the one that leads to the deepest place. Maybe the left road is.

So, Brother Xu just randomly picks a path and forgets it."

Xu Feng nodded: "Then go to the left."

So the two of them walked into the stone path on the left together and walked cautiously for a while. Two rows of black shadows standing upright in the stone path blocked their way.

As the brightness of the illuminated crystal increased, both of them could clearly see what was blocking them.

"This is......"

Zi Buyu glanced at it for a few times, and suddenly said with a happy face: "This is a human puppet!"

Xu Feng asked in surprise: "What is a human puppet? Some kind of puppet?"

Zi Buyu glanced at the twenty motionless humanoid bluestone statues and said: "Yes, but their production methods are different from the refining methods of various puppets existing in the Xuan Realm today. In the past, they were used in the Black Realm.

Several bodies have been unearthed, but they were all severely damaged and have never appeared as complete as this."

Zi Buyu stopped Xu Feng, cautiously stepped forward to test it out, and found that none of the puppets responded, like dead objects, so he called Xu Feng to come closer.

"Brother Xu, look here."

Zi Buyu pointed at the chin of the first human puppet and said to Xu Feng.

Xu Feng leaned over and looked up carefully, only to see a black line as wide as his index finger where Zi Bai was pointing.

"This is an indicator stone for the remaining energy of the puppet. The stone is black, indicating that the energy in it has been exhausted. However, if you want to use it, you must pour your own energy into it, and the stone will also follow the energy.

It begins to change color due to the infusion of power."

"It is red at first, and as the Yuan Power is filled, it will gradually turn into orange, just like the seven colors. When it is full, it will be purple. It will only be controlled by the person who has poured the Yuan Power into it."

Zi Buyu said excitedly: "These puppets all seem to be at the peak of the divine realm. There are twenty of them in total. How about ten of us each?"

Xu Feng naturally had no objection. With a wave of his hand, all ten puppets on the left disappeared, which made Zi Buyu stunned.

"Brother Xu's storage bag is really big." Zi Buyu understood and said with envy.

Xu Feng smiled and said nothing.

Zi Buyu did not directly take away the human puppet like Xu Feng did. Instead, he stepped forward and took out a blue talisman and stuck it on the chest of the first human puppet. Then he muttered something for a while, and the talisman immediately released a blue talisman.

The light extended from the talisman to strange blue lines, gradually surrounding the figure, and then under the gaze of the two men, it began to shrink visibly to the naked eye.

Finally, it turned into a mini puppet as big as a palm, and the quilt was put away without saying a word.

He did the same for the next nine, and it wasn't until the last one was put away that he smiled at Xu Feng: "Let's go, Brother Xu."

You can see the happy look on his face, and he seems quite satisfied with the harvest.

After collecting the puppets, the two finally arrived at the end of the stone path.

This is a stone chamber. On the stone door of the stone chamber, there is a character "Bing" written in the size of a human head.

"Hiding the military room!" Zi Buyu said in surprise. Before Xu Feng could say anything, he trotted to the stone door and patted it regularly with his palms. The stone door actually moved slowly like this.

disappeared.

"What's going on?" Xu Feng was quite curious. When the boy opened the stone door without saying a word, he felt as familiar as if he had returned to his own home and opened the door.

Zi Buyu smiled and said: "I am a professional, this kind of door is used in many ancient tombs."

Xu Feng could only secretly admire, this guy is really a weirdo, but if it wasn't for this weirdo, he might have had to use force to open the stone door, and then he didn't know what would happen.

"If we're lucky, we might be able to get a few weapons that haven't been corrupted yet, but after thousands of years, it's hard to leave anything behind."

Zi said this without saying a word, but there was no regret on his face. After all, most of the stone doors he had opened were empty, or they contained some waste that had been corrupted by time.

But when the two of them walked into the military hiding room, they were still stunned.

Because everywhere in this stone room was filled with mist.

"Back off!" Zi Buyu hurriedly said to Xu Feng.

It turned out that Xu Feng's movements were even faster than his, and he had already retreated when he saw the mist at the first sight.

"This is dust-locking fog!" Zi Buyu looked at the fog in the stone chamber and said with some fear.

"I know it," Xu Feng said softly, "Tianxuan Sect has this thing, but it's less than one-tenth of the amount."

Dust-locking fog is a precious and essential storage item. It has no other effect. It can only block the spirituality of everything shrouded in the fog. Even time can hardly erase it, but there is one fatal thing. This dust-locking fog
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