The dark tombs are everywhere, with crows from ancient vines and old trees, and the croaking black crows, which makes people seep. Even warriors feel cold all over when they move forward in this lonely tomb. The little witch changes her usual fearless appearance, and there are also winds and movements, so she closes her eyes in fear. Holding Zhang Kaifeng's sleeves tightly, she doesn't know how intimate the movements are.

"The terrain is rising step by step, and this place is definitely not ordinary." Zhang Kaifeng didn't notice the little witch's movements and stared at the mountain. Suddenly his eyes shrank, and he said in a slight shock, "How is it possible for Jiulong to protect the mountain?"

The little witch opened her eyes and looked at him. Sure enough, the mountain they were in was the middle one. Next to them were nine mountains that tightly protected the mountain. They were surprised and said, "The Jiulong Mountain Protection is the place where emperors of various countries want to be buried after their death. But even if the emperors of various countries exhausted their entire body, they could not find a burial place."

"I once heard from my master that emperors from all countries in the past dynasties want to be buried in such a terrain that they have a good terrain, which can protect the country and extend the country's fortunes." The little witch said: "This place is definitely not the other party that ordinary people can bury. Is there really a fairy burial here?"

"Immortal? I don't think so. Who would choose to bury here when he became an immortal. He would inevitably break the void and achieve immortality." Although Zhang Kaifeng was puzzled, he quickly denied it and said: "There are people here who are buried with extraordinary people, but his name has long been no longer in history books."

"That's right. Who can resist the temptation of becoming an immortal from ancient times to become an immortal? I will definitely break the void and leave." The little witch thought about it and felt that the direction of her reasoning was wrong, so she shook her head and said.

"Have your master's old antique mentioned what kind of terrain does it do if it comes out to make the country's fortune last?" Zhang Kaifeng asked. He had never seen the little witch's master, but the origin of being a little witch's master must be extraordinary.

"You are not allowed to say that to my master." The little witch opened her teeth and claws and said, "Actually, he didn't say much. He just said after drinking that if the warrior was buried here after his death, he might be able to resurrect with the Nine Dragons energy of the earth. Once he was successfully resurrected, his roots and bones were reborn and changed, and he would practice again, and his growth was immeasurable."

"Resurrection? You heard it right." Zhang Kaifeng was shocked. This idea was too absurd. How could a person be resurrected after he died?

"Actually, I don't understand very much." After being refuted by him, the little witch said angrily: "How do I know that I am not a Taoist person."

Zhang Kaifeng gave up embarrassedly. Since he had asked something, it seemed that only those who asked Taoists would know about such illusory questions. After all, Taoists believe in the theory of luck, and the places where they practice were famous mountains and rivers.

As the mountain climbed, the little witch became more and more angry. Many lonely graves were actually dug out. It must have been dug out by those who climbed the mountain: "It's too much, and you can't even feel at ease when you die."

"These warriors rarely enter the Valley of Burial Gods. When they see these lonely tombs, they must have thought that there is a magical treasure book." Zhang Kaifeng sighed: "The selfish desires of people's hearts are nothing even if they die as a great person."

As we got closer and closer to the top of the mountain, the rocks along the way turned brown. This was formed over time after blood was stained with blood. Every time the appearance of the Burial Temple would inevitably lead to a bloody battle. All we saw along the way were blood and corpses. The people who fell in the pool of blood opened their eyes, as if they were cursing the sky unwillingly. The temptation of immortality made people gradually lose their minds and fight each other. In the eyes of those strong people, they had long been like ants, trampling on them at will, and their compassionate hearts were gone. Zhang Kaifeng saw Buddhist palm seals and Taoist real methods on those dead dead people.

The little witch couldn't bear it and said, "Let's help these people take them into bury them!"

There are many corpses exposed in the wilderness, and the scene is like a purgatory on earth, which makes people unable to bear it. Even if Zhang Kaifeng has already entered the devil's path, his mood should not have fluctuations, but he nodded. The two of them turned back and buried the dead warriors. They didn't know who the dead was. If they could get information from the dead, they would engrave their names on the stone tablet. If they didn't know, they could only erect the nameless monument so that the person who came to find them a few days ago could recognize it.

As they walked up, more and more tombs were erected, and their figures gradually disappeared on the mountain. What they didn't know was that behind them, two old men walked side by side, one wearing a monk with a tattered cassock, and the other wearing a tattered Taoist robe. Whenever they saw a tomb, they would stop there and recite the mantra of rebirth and the supreme Taiyi Save the Death Heavenly Lord.

After Zhang Kaifeng and the little witch completely buried the dead, they also came to the feet of the Burial God Palace. Some dead people fell to the place where they could not be buried, so they had to give up.

"Let's go! It's useless to see more." Zhang Kaifeng and the others walked up the mountain. They happened to see a group of people in the martial arts world competing for something. The red eyes had long lost their enemies and friends, and they were extremely cruel.

"But--." The little witch wanted to speak but stopped.

"I know you can't bear it, but we have done everything we can do, and some things we can't do. Those who enter here have long lost their rationality and cannot listen to advice." Zhang Kaifeng took her hand, stopped, and rushed up the mountain.

The vast palace stands in front of you, and the wide stairs appear in front of you. The towering city wall is endless to see. After experiencing traces of swords and axes on the city walls of unknown years, there is still unfinished soil on the wall. Even if it is buried underground, it cannot hide its vicissitudes. Zhang Kaifeng walked forward unconsciously, reached out to touch the city wall, and an invisible ancient vicissitudes came to him. It is waiting for the return of the mysterious master, and I don’t know how many suns and moons have passed through wind and frost and burial.

"Brother Kaifeng, Brother Kaifeng, wake up, are you okay?"

"Xiaobai, wake up, what's wrong with you?"

I don’t know how long it took, two anxious voices rang in his ears. Zhang Kaifeng woke up from that wonderful state and happened to see the worrying look of the little witch and Murong Qingxue.

"I'm fine." Zhang Kaifeng said in confusion.

"You didn't, why did you cry?" The little witch looked at him with wide eyes.

"I just cried?" Zhang Kaifeng reached out and touched his face, and there were indeed tears on his face.

"You were standing here stupidly just now, and you couldn't hear no matter how we told you." Murong Qingxue said.

"We just wanted to send you true energy, but we couldn't get close to you no matter how we were." The little witch frowned and said, "To be honest, what's wrong with you."

"Is this happening?" Zhang Kaifeng raised his eyebrows and said, "I didn't know why I just wanted to touch the Burial God Palace, but I lost consciousness."

"Qingxue, why did you run out secretly? Don't you know the danger?" Zhang Kaifeng frowned.

"I waited for a long time and didn't see you coming up, so I ran out." Murong Qingxue said with a little aggrieved.

"Actually, I've wanted to come up long ago, but someone is unwilling to go on the road without sleeping." Zhang Kaifeng smiled.

The little witch grinded her teeth, stared at Zhang Kaifeng, then smiled and said, "Hmph, it's not a fault for Sister Qingxue, who met those beautiful girls yesterday. He looked at them twice, which delayed his trip. He even specifically told me not to tell Sister Qingxue."

"What are you talking nonsense?" Zhang Kaifeng almost vomited blood. This girl was so good at making up: "Don't listen to her talking nonsense, what's going on inside."

"A lot of demon soldiers appeared, and many casualties were killed or injured." Murong Qingxue's face was very heavy.

"What does it mean?" asked the little witch, "There are so many people who died below, but they didn't stop them, but came here to fight."

"Those dead people have become possessed and cannot be saved." Murong Qingxue sighed and said, "They cannot stop them."

"I can't stop being possessed by the devil. What are the masters of those sects doing? I just watched those people die in the battle." The little witch's tone became a little intense.

"Qingqing, you can't blame Qingxue, she can't do anything about it." Zhang Kaifeng patted the little witch on the shoulder.

"Sorry, I've lost my composure." The little witch looked sad.

"It's okay, I feel uncomfortable with those who died, but they don't listen to me." Murong Qingxue sighed.

"A person cannot be resurrected by death, let's go in and take a look!" Zhang Kaifeng said, but thought of something and said, "You wait for me."

As he said that, he took out a mask from his arms and put it on his face, covering his original face. Seeing this, the two women shouted that they would disguise themselves as well. In desperation, Zhang Kaifeng had to help them easily, and then walked into the Burial God Palace.
Chapter completed!