Above the gray fog

The stone tomb was covered with black vines, and a few words were vaguely engraved on the nearly three-meter-high stone tablet.

[The tomb of Si Yin, the priest of the heaven...,... buried here. ]

Si Yin, the priest of the heaven? Lin Shan squinted at the identification on the yellow paper.

He also knew a Si Yin, could it be the same one?

It's really possible, Si Yin, the grass spirit, has always been mysterious and unknown.

The pioneer named Si Zhennan is probably also a person from the old days. Because he awakened the consciousness of his predecessor, he could do such things. Si Xianfeng and Si Yin have a lot of connections, and it makes sense that Si Yin is a person from the old days.

This Tiangong ruins was built by the predecessor, and the predecessor buried Si Yin from the old days here, which means that he must have known Si Yin from the old days, and Si Yin is related to Si Zhennan. It can be inferred that the predecessor knew Si Zhennan...

Lin Shan shook his head and temporarily threw these thoughts out of his mind. Now is not the time to think about these things.

"Be careful." The voice of the gear reiterated in the hearts of the gods, with a bit of seriousness in his voice.

The gear's eyes were fixed on the stone tomb, and he took out a handful of brass gears from somewhere and scattered them on the ground.

The gears scattered on the ground immediately turned into small robots and drilled into the ground.

Lin Shan had been staring at the holy light, and when he saw the gear's operation from the corner of his eye, he immediately broke into a cold sweat. What did the gear mean? Did he want to dig up the stone tomb?

Yuan Ting's appetite was really big, and the relics that could be seen everywhere could not satisfy him.

Lin Shan's eyes flickered, wondering whether he should separate from Yuan Ting's suicide team.

In the end, he suppressed his thoughts, and he also wanted to see what was buried under the stone tomb.

Suddenly, a weak breeze blew, and the vines on the stone tomb seemed to be given life, and began to sway gently, making a rustling sound.

The black vines seemed to sense the danger, and like a long snake, they broke away from the stone tomb and swam into the forest.

Without the sound of the wind, the surroundings suddenly became silent, and only the sound of breathing and weak heartbeats could be heard.

Then, a tiny sound broke the silence. Lin Shan looked for the sound and found that it was the sound of a withered grass on the top of the tomb.

This grass did not look strange, but it was the only plant growing on this tomb.

The grass roots were shaking faster and faster.

Lin Shan's pupils shrank slightly. Wasn't the Si Yin he knew just an orchid?

There was something wrong with this grass!

"Be careful of that grass!" Lin Shan warned the gods of Yuanting.

Hearing Lin Shan's voice, the gods began to slowly retreat, only Gear still stood there with his eyes closed.

The gloomy atmosphere emanating from the stone tomb became stronger and stronger, and seemed to be strengthened with the shaking of the grass.

"Crack!" One of the gears exposed on the face of Gear suddenly broke.

A terrifying pressure suddenly came from the sky, pressing the gods directly into the Yin soil as heavy as stars.

Only Lin Shan was half-kneeling on the ground with the Sky-cutting Spear.

At this moment, the strength of the gods was very clear.

Locke happened to be pressed into the soil with his face sideways. He looked at Lin Shan, and was a little surprised at first, and then showed reluctance. A god who had just been promoted was actually stronger than him?

"Time goes back!" An intermittent voice came from a pit several meters deep.

Lin Shan saw clearly that a transparent clock appeared above the deep pit, and the hands on the clock were falling back quickly.

At a certain moment, the clock was squeezed and exploded by the terrifying pressure, and Lin Shan saw that Jian, who had already floated up, fell down again.

The only god standing next to the stone tomb was the gear. He held it up with one hand, as if holding something, and the gear exposed on his face made a creaking sound of scraping the eardrum.

The one he held up continued to move up under the drive of the gear.

At a certain moment, the Yin soil on the stone tomb suddenly moved for a moment, as if something was about to drill out from below.

Lin Shan supported the Sky-cutting Spear with both hands and slowly propped himself up.

The Yin soil on the stone tomb surged faster and faster.

Gear let out a low roar and raised his hands high!

A piece of green unknown object drilled out of the Yin soil. As more and more parts of the object were exposed, Lin Shan moved back with great effort. There was no doubt that this was a coffin.

The material was an unknown green stone with rich life elements on it.

"Life crystal..."

"Such a large piece, a coffin made of life crystal..." Shengguang's face was facing the stone tomb. He muttered to himself, his face full of shock and his eyes were as big as copper bells.

"What? Life... crystal?, a coffin made of life crystal?" A voice came from deep below, "The ancients were really rich."

Lin Shan looked strange. Looking at Shengguang's appearance, he seemed to have not changed, but what was going on with his breath?

Gear controlled the small robot to move the coffin aside, and turned his head with difficulty to look at the gods behind him who could not move.

"Snap!" A brass gear was flicked into a beam of light by his fingers, and the yellow beam rushed directly upwards.

"Boom!"

A huge thunder sounded from the sky, and then everyone felt the pressure on their bodies suddenly relieved.

Jian was the first to jump out of the deep pit, and a strange look flashed in his eyes, "It's really the crystallization of life... the mine of rules."

"Holy Light? Holy Light?" Jian glanced at Holy Light and immediately noticed the abnormality of Holy Light, "Are you... okay?"

"Hmm?" Shengguang looked at Jian in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"Why is the aura...on you so strong?"

"What aura?" Hearing Jian's words, Shengguang suddenly became nervous. Could it be that He was cursed again?

"Well, it's really different? The aura on Shengguang's body...is a little strange, like the old days, and very vague." Julie Ernest walked up to Shengguang and looked at him carefully.

While the gods were chatting in a low voice, Gear was already standing next to the coffin, ready to open the coffin.

Lin Shan stretched out his hand, and his tentacles spread forward, taking back the bottles and jars scattered beside the coffin.

These things came up with the green coffin, all of them were relics.

The relics had no aura fluctuations, and Lin Shan couldn't tell their strengths.

When the more than ten relics were about to fly into Lin Shan's hands, a water wall suddenly stopped them halfway.

"Lin Shan, it's not authentic for you to do this. It seems that you didn't do anything for these relics, right?" Locke said coldly, standing in front of the water wall.

"You promised me before that I could choose a relic in advance. Do you want to go back on your word?" Lin Shan said calmly.

"Let's talk about it when it's safe." Locke was unmoved and still didn't let go.

Lin Shan retracted his tentacles, put his hands behind his back and looked at the half-opened green coffin, "That's right, maybe there will be a better one later..."

"Squeak..."

Under the operation of the gears, the green coffin lid slowly slid away from the coffin...