After hearing this, Youbifang and the old Taoist of the Curtain, their feet were like iron stakes, nailed to the ground without moving. Until the middle-aged scattered man turned around, bowed repeatedly, and begged: "The second underground palace has first appeared in the world. I don't know how dangerous it is. Someone must take a step forward and make a way out. If you don't save some of the fellows, who will set the way for us?"

You Bifang was stunned when he heard this. However, the old Taoist of the straw raincoat nodded clearly, but still did not move. Instead, he stretched out his left hand and took out a paper twist from the strawcoat. After slowly spreading it out, it was a talisman that called the ear. He just raised his hand and shook it gently. The talisman paper was windless, and then turned into a stream of light, passing through the corridor and passing through the pillars, and spreading to the underground palace royal city.

I guess he is a disciple of the old Taoist Master Curtain or a fellow practitioner. When the message is over, it will definitely attract the attention of others. Whether it is the true teachings of the side sect or the left-door monk, there are various magical techniques and techniques that can steal the news of the fire talisman. At that time, someone will definitely come to explore. Wouldn’t the channel leading to the second floor of the King’s Tomb Palace be completely exposed and attract more people?

"What a scheming! This old Taoist is very scheming. He has turned around for a while and has too many twists and turns. I am afraid I am not his opponent!"

When You Bifang saw the middle-aged scattered people insisting on moving forward. Although they were called to save people, they were actually going to pull people to try and make mistakes to fill in the pit. He felt a little unhappy. So he bowed and bowed and smiled and said, "This door is considered to be opened by my way. This path is the same. Instead of finding someone to pave the way with flesh and blood, it is better for me to take a step forward."

As soon as he finished speaking, You Bi Fang took the Bagua Sweet Walk, like a dark cloud, which quickly sank into the ladder and went straight to the second underground palace alone.

For some reason, the old Taoist of the straw raincoat looked at the dark cave entrance and showed an anxious look on his face. He glared at the middle-aged scattered man hard and couldn't help but reach out to pull him. As a result, the other person didn't move, as if his feet had fallen to the ground and took root. The old Taoist stomped his feet, and the natural black gold stones were cracked, and the middle-aged scattered man was still indifferent.

So, the old Taoist of the Curling Color gave up the idea of ​​supporting and followed him hurriedly. Unfortunately, it was pitch black in front of him, and no five fingers could be seen. Any sound, news, or inspiration was swallowed by the solid darkness. It was only three breaths away, less than five breaths, and it was like apart from Youbifang in front.

The old Taoist of the straw raincoat pulled out a piece of paper and stuffed it directly into his left ear. With the two of them just now, they put a thief listening talisman on You Bifang without knowing it. Otherwise, he would have really lost the whereabouts of the young Taoist.

At the same time, hundreds of side-door practices poured into the underground palace royal city. In addition to experiencing the luxury of the princes of the Great Zhou Divine Dynasty and being the lord of a country, they were facing a huge empty royal city, as if flooded. Now the flood has receded, the pavilions and towers are empty, warehouse boxes and cabinets are jingling, and even mice who are used to being able to dig holes come in, sucking a handful of tears.

The true teachings of the side sect can still be calm, and the left-minded monks, especially Sanliu, can't help it. Since there is nothing in the underground palace and royal city, you have to understand it even if you scrape the ground three feet.

If not, the Sanliu monks cannot become general and cannot become a climate. It is so hard to die, some people can't help but attack the stone figurines.

However, these stone figurines looked ordinary, and were essentially warriors from the Great Zhou Divine Dynasty. They were willing to bury the princes and kings with their lords and kings, chose mud seals as shells, and their physical bodies followed to the king's tomb, and their yang souls followed to the Nine Nether Yellow Springs.

Whether it is the true teachings of the side, the left-minded monk, or the unknown casual cultivator, they are completely unaware of the vitality in their bodies. The energy of the Qi Refiner and the Cultivator is drawn away in strands, and then wrapped around the stone figurines, constantly injecting strange vitality into the rotten and dry corpses.

Most people are still searching tirelessly without knowing that disaster is coming. When someone tries to move the stone figurine, the mud shell that seals its eyes appears and suddenly sinks into it. Then slowly opens it is not a pair of withered and shriveled eyes, but a bottomless darkness, a slowly flowing vortex, like a dry well leading to the Nine Nether Yellow Springs.

As soon as it left its position, the indescribable hunger woke up. The casual cultivator carrying the stone figurine immediately noticed that his soul was floating, and he felt eager to ascend to try. The fontanelle above his head was about to open.

When the soul was about to leave his body, the casual cultivator knew that he was greedy and had touched an inexplicable crisis. He quickly used the "transfer" in the stand-in technique to change himself with a three-foot-long dead wooden stake.

The next moment, the casual cultivator disappeared in place, but what appeared was a wooden stake in coat, which was pressed under his body by the stone figurines. As a result, the black gold stone on the ground was too hard, causing the mud seal shell to collapse quietly, revealing the truth about the mud corpse inside.

The corpse path was passed down from ancient times. In just thirty-six side doors, there were the corpse driving sect, Xuanyin Sect, and the corpse ghost path. In addition to raising corpses and refining corpses, sacrifices and refining one head without bones to support the soul, it is to pursue Taiyin to refine the body, so as to seek corpses to resolve the immortal Taoist fruit, even wearing corpse clothes and ghost skins, deceiving the world, replacing life in a ghost life, transforming into ghost gods in the underworld, etc.

However, the warriors from the Great Zhou Divine Dynasty were willing to enter the tombs of princes and kings, and were made into mud-sealed stone figurines alive. The body slowly became rigid, but the soul followed the king and continued to practice in the underworld. This was based on the principle of yin and yang, and the way of spiritual and physical practice.

That is, the body becomes a corpse and an immortal, and the soul becomes a ghost and god in the underworld. After the two are combined, they use the power of yin and yang to hit a higher realm, such as a ghost immortal with a physical body, or a corpse-shaped monster god similar to the ancient [Rong Xuan Wang Corpse], step into the divine way and obtain the Heavenly Seal.

However, there are several shortcuts that can be achieved twice the speed after hundreds of years of transformation. For example, after the body is silent for many years and is deeply rigid, it cannot breed yang energy, and can directly absorb the original yang of the living person.

The casual cultivator who unscrupulously moved the stone figurines was just a taboo. If he hadn't had his mind clear and used the substitute technique to escape early, he would have been sucked away by the stone figurines' whole body's energy until he turned into a dehydrated mummy. Although he was still alive, he was not far from death.

I don't know if the mastermind gave a secret order, and a stone figurine took the initiative to break out of the seal. The skinny mummy grabbed the left-door monk nearby, opened his acupoints, and desperately absorbed the target prey's qi and blood.

For a moment, the huge underground palace royal city was full of unpreparedness. It was sucked to death by the stone figurines and turned into people like bamboo poles. They were like carefully selected sacrifices, dedicating the vitality accumulated throughout their lives to the tomb owners who were the most loyal subordinates, whether they were alive before or after their death.

When the earth immortal Wuyouzi saw this scene, he couldn't help but remember his personal experience. He was chased by the Martial Saint Stone Fiction to the earth and had no way to go. He had to break through the boundary and break into the underworld, and then find the blessed land of Niubei Mountain. He turned around from the cave and cleared the filth of the spirit and flesh, and then escaped and ascended to heaven.

At this moment, the old Taoist Qianyi's ears of the fire talisman were sent to the public, and the seven or eight monks scattered in the underground palace royal city escaped tacitly and threw themselves towards the stairway leading to the second underground palace.
Chapter completed!