Asking about longevity

The cemetery is dark, damp and gloomy, full of stuffiness and depression.

The corridor in front of me is dark and deep. I don’t know how long it is, and I don’t know where it leads.

Mo Hua held a compass in his hand and led everyone to walk in the narrow darkness.

Second Master Hui and the others looked around from time to time, wary of the strange corpses in the tomb.

Along the way, there were indeed zombies appearing, not many in number, mostly one or two, quietly jumping out of the darkness to gnaw on people's heads.

But because everyone was mentally prepared, and the seven golden elixir masters were on guard against each other, they were keeping an eye on the blind spot.

As soon as these corpses appeared, they were quickly killed.

No one was bitten by the corpse.

Mo Hua secretly felt pity.

No one was bitten, so there were fewer samples to observe, and his plan to poison with evil spirits was missing a lot of reference.

I don’t know if anyone has done this before.

But if it is to be done, I am afraid it will be quite difficult.

Just the sealing, storage, nourishment, rebirth, poison nourishment, poisoning, etc. of evil spirits need to be studied for a long time.

Therefore, he really needs someone to be bitten by the corpse ghost. This way, when the disease occurs, he will have a few reference points.

However, now everyone is still in the stage of working together and visiting the tomb together. The final tomb has not yet been found, so there is no need to rush.

Just like that, Mo Hua put aside other thoughts and concentrated on leading the way.

The road was long and I didn’t know how long I had walked before the corridor suddenly opened up.

The scene in front of me was different again.

Mo Hua, who was walking at the front, immediately stopped and slowly retreated to the center of the crowd, ensuring that he was heavily surrounded by a group of golden elixirs.

Then Dingqing looked around and saw the corridor ahead, leading to a large stone chamber.

The stone chamber is simple, with some murals carved around it.

These murals are very rough, and most of the contents in the paintings are scenes of bull-headed and horse-faced men wearing Taoist priests' robes, detaining, punishing, and beheading criminals.

Mo Huazai looked at it carefully, felt it again with his spiritual consciousness, and then frowned slightly.

These murals are really just murals.

It is neither a visualization diagram nor a formation, and it seems that there are no other mysteries.

But these bull heads and horse faces, as well as all kinds of punishments, give the ink painting a very unusual look.

There is a vague feeling in the ink painting.

These murals seemed to be "copied" from certain places, and they were "rubbings". However, the person who copied the murals had no idea of ​​the deeper meaning of the murals. He just copied a rough diagram and carved it in the tomb to fill in the stone wall. .

Just from the "rubbings", the ink painting can already feel the gloomy and breathless feeling.

The true "body" of these murals may be even more terrifying if seen with one's own eyes.

Mo Hua frowned, his expression solemn.

But when Mr. Hui on the side saw these murals, his expression perked up, and he turned to the crowd and said:

"This is the mural outside the underground palace. We have arrived at the underground palace."

"Go through the underground palace and enter the deep tomb, and you will see the coffin. The treasures in the tomb will be buried in the coffin in the tomb."

"As long as you enter the tomb, pick up the things, and then return the same way, the trip will be complete."

Everyone's eyes were somewhat eager.

Mo Hua thought for a while and finally asked the doubts in his heart: "Whose tomb did we steal, and what was buried in the tomb?"

Mo Hua lowered his voice, but everyone could hear it.

But all the monks present seemed to have heard nothing, and no one answered him.

Mo Hua asked for trouble and curled his lips.

"It's getting late, let's keep moving forward." Second Master Hui said, then paused slightly and said with a solemn expression:

"However, now that we are here, I have to remind everyone that the underground palace is used to protect the tomb. Killing arrays and mechanisms are everywhere.

It's very dangerous, so be careful next time. "

The black-robed young man nodded.

Then everyone crossed the murals on the outside of the underground palace and walked forward for nearly a hundred steps.

The shape of the wall changed, and five forked roads appeared in front of the large underground palace.

"These forks are used to confuse outsiders and protect the tombs," said Mr. Hui.

The black-robed young man nodded slightly and asked, "Which way to go?"

Mr. Hui and the others were silent for a moment and all looked at Mo Hua.

The task of visiting tombs and identifying locations was originally the responsibility of Mr. Pi, who was proficient in ground formations. But now that Mr. Pi is dead, this task naturally fell to Mo Hua, the only formation master in the field who was proficient in ground formations.

Even his ground formation was learned now.

The ink painting shows a brooding look.

It was also his first time to rob a tomb - no, he was "hijacked" into the cemetery. There were many things that he didn't really understand.

Especially the various uses of ground formations, many of which he had seen for the first time and had little experience.

The five forked paths in front of him were almost identical in his spiritual perception.

Even the ground formation pattern and formation aura inside were exactly the same, and Mo Hua couldn't tell which one was the real way to the tomb.

"Wait a minute, I'll learn more——" Mo Hua said.

Mr. Hui's eyelids twitched.

The black-robed young man looked at Mo Hua with an even weirder look.

Mo Hua ignored them and began to dig through Mr. Pi's storage bag.

In Mr. Pi's storage bag, in addition to formation books and formation diagrams related to formations, there are also some miscellaneous books and notes.

The miscellaneous notes contain part of his experience of going to the tomb.

The main content of the experience is about the compatibility between formations and tombs, and the use of most formations in tombs, including the Five Elements Formation, the Bagua Formation, and the Secret Earth Formation.

If you encounter a problem, how to solve it through the formation, etc. ···

Mo Hua has a strong spiritual consciousness, quick thinking, and reads books very quickly. With a flick of his finger, he quickly reads all the relevant books and jade slips, and then he has a rough idea in his mind.

This is the "pseudo-formation" technique in the tomb.

The five forks are exactly the same, and the formation inside seems to be the same, but four of them are "pseudo-formations". The formation is empty, and only one is real.

This is also one of the tricks of using the earth formation.

Mo Hua nodded, and then began to distinguish the authenticity of the formation according to Mr. Pi's experience through the deduction of the earth formation's aura.

It must be said that Mr. Pi's death is still necessary.

If he hadn't died, he wouldn't have been able to get these formation books and jade slips, and he couldn't figure out the doorway here at all.

And now that the doorway is clear, it will be easy to deal with later.

With the strong spiritual consciousness as the foundation, Mo Hua used the deduction in his mind for a moment, and then he distinguished the authenticity of the earth formation.

Mo Hua stretched out his hand, pointed to the road on the far right, and said, "Go here."

"Have you figured it out?"

"Yes."

"Really?" Although Mr. Hui Er was very optimistic about Mo Hua's talent in his heart, he had even planned to take this talent for himself.

But talent is just talent after all.

Looking at Mo Hua's "learning and applying" and guessing, Mr. Hui Er always felt that it was not very reliable.

"It's this road." Mo Hua looked like he didn't believe it.

Mr. Hui Er frowned.

The black-robed young man looked at Mo Hua subtly, and slowly said:

"This little brother, he has never made any mistakes in identifying the position and solving the formation along the way. What he calculated should not be wrong, let's go."

Mo Hua looked at the black-robed young man with some strangeness.

The black-robed young man looked at Mo Hua, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

When Mo Hua proved it, his heart sank slightly, and he felt a little strange.

Mr. Hui Er hesitated for a moment, nodded, and had to follow Mo Hua's calculation.

Mo Hua is a formation master, and he calculated this path.

If they don't believe in Mo Hua, then they can only guess by themselves.

Guessing by themselves is obviously even more unreliable.

"Okay." said Hui Erye.

So everyone walked towards the fork pointed by Mo Hua.

After entering the fork, the atmosphere suddenly changed. The stone wall became more solid, and various prison pictures were engraved on it. The atmosphere was also more solemn and solemn.

Everyone was also more cautious.

But unexpectedly, there were no traps in the tomb passage, and it was surprisingly safe all the way.

Just like that, they walked all the way to the end, and there was a bare stone wall in front of them, and there was no other way out.

Hui Erye walked forward, knocked on the stone wall, and then punched it.

The formation lit up, and then broke.

Hui Erye's fist penetrated the stone wall, but there was no other way behind the stone wall, only the bottomless mountain.

"It's a dead end." Hui Erye turned his head and said.

So everyone turned their eyes to Mo Hua again.

Mo Hua touched his chin and muttered, "How could it be a dead end? Did I miscalculate?"

"What should we do now?"

"Let me take another look—·

Then Mo Hua checked around again and found that although the formation here was correct, there was indeed a thick mountain behind the formation, which was a dead end.

"People make mistakes, and horses stumble."

Mo Hua said frankly, not at all embarrassed because he miscalculated.

Grey Second Master and his friends couldn't do anything about him.

After all, the "professional" Mr. Pi was dead.

Mo Hua was forced to do something, and it was good enough that he could calculate this.

"Let's go back." Grey Second Master said.

So everyone spent some time to return to the original route and stood at the fork in the road again.

"Which road should we take this time? "

Mo Hua repeated his deduction according to Mr. Pi's tomb experience, but after calculating again and again, he found that his calculation was correct.

Pi Erye saw that Mo Hua was procrastinating, and guessed that there was something wrong with Mo Hua's deduction of the formation, and it was no longer effective, so he gradually lost his patience.

'It's not a good idea to delay like this, let's try the middle road."

"If it doesn't work, turn back and choose another one. There are five roads in total, and there will be no problem even if we try them one by one."

Gui Erye then said, "Gushan City is a third-grade land. We have seven golden elixirs in our group. Even if we encounter some dangers, we can handle it."

Mo Hua had nothing to say.

If it was the Five Elements or Eight Diagrams formation, he would have absolute confidence.

But most of the formations used in this tomb are ground formations. He didn't have a deep understanding of them, and he had to learn and use them immediately, so he couldn't be sure for a while whether he had calculated wrong.

Since he was unsure about the formation, it was up to Hui Erye, the "senior" tomb robber, to make the decision.

So Hui Erye led the way, and everyone walked towards the middle tomb passage.

Mo Hua was freer.

Because he didn't have to lead the way, he didn't have to walk in the front.

Mo Hua chose a safe position and mixed in the crowd, ensuring that there would be someone to serve as his "shield" when danger came from all directions.

The middle tomb passage, from the outside, was almost the same as the rightmost branch chosen by Mo Hua.

But as they walked, dense flames suddenly lit up in the darkness.

Countless sharp crossbow arrows condensed into flames that seemed to be real, like a rain of fire, and shot directly at Hui Erye in the front.

The speed of this fire crossbow was extremely fast,

Second Master Hui couldn't avoid it, so he immediately folded his arms and unfolded an earth shield to protect himself.

The dense rain of fire hit the shield. The spiritual power surged for a moment, and the fire light danced, making it extremely dazzling in the dark tomb.

Not only Hui Erye, but others were also affected.

The scorching rain of fire surged forward, killing others as well.

A layer of earth and stone condensed on the stone, and the mouse dodged strangely. The men in black also used their own methods to resist the continuous fire.

This is the third-grade fire rain, which is very powerful.

Mo Hua had already sensed this and knew he couldn't resist, so he hid behind the two tall black-robed monks.

The two black-robed monks remained motionless in the fire and rain, like two hills.

When the fire and rain stopped and the smoke dissipated, the ink painting poked its head out.

In front of the corridor, Mr. Hui and the others who had been hit by the fire rain looked a little embarrassed.

The four black-robed monks also had some spots burned on their robes.

Second Master Hui withdrew his earth shield and took a deep breath. It was obvious that it was not easy to deal with the fire and rain.

But on his face, he was not surprised but happy, "With the tomb passage mechanism, the road is right."

Second Master Hui turned around and warned: "Everyone, be careful and keep moving forward."

After that, everyone continued to move forward.

Along the way, they encountered poisonous gas, quicksand, stone burials, water miasma, knife array and other killing situations one after another.

These cemetery traps are of various kinds, and they look extremely dangerous, vicious and vicious, making them impossible to guard against.

But Mr. Hui and the others are veterans.

Cemetery agencies are commonplace for tomb robbers like them.

Therefore, if you are cautious, you can handle it, but you will inevitably be a little worried.

After walking like this for a while, experiencing various mechanisms, Mr. Hui frowned and said:

"It's strange. There is nothing strange about the floor under your feet. How are these mechanisms triggered?"

Second Master Hui doesn't understand, but Mo Hua knows.

The mechanism in this tomb tunnel cooperates with the ground array and is controlled by the "induction" of the ground array. As long as someone walks by, it will be triggered.

This breaks away from the general category of cemetery mechanism techniques and involves more advanced ground formation usage.

It's not surprising that Mr. Hui doesn't know.

And on the premise of understanding the formation, it is actually not difficult to disable these mechanisms.

But Mo Hua didn't say anything, and he didn't do anything.

The formation master must be able to hide secrets.

He is the only one who understands the formation, so no matter what he does or says, what is right or wrong, only he knows.

If you want to kill people, if you want to trick people, if you want to take advantage of others, you can do whatever you want.

This was what Mr. Pi had taught him not long ago.

Mr. Pi has been in the cultivation world for so many years and has rich experience.

Mo Hua thought he was right.

Moreover, Mo Hua was also very curious and wanted to see what the mechanisms in the tombs were, so that he could be mentally prepared if he encountered these killing moves alone in the future.

In this way, everyone triggered the mechanism and walked deeper into the tomb passage.

But after walking for a long time, we still couldn't see the end of the tomb passage.

Moreover, the deeper you go, the narrower the tomb passage becomes, and the more forked paths there are. As you walk, when you look back, you no longer know where you are.

Second Master Hui had to stop, paused and said in a deep voice:

“That’s not right—this path is not right either.

"Then what should we do now?" Mouse asked.

"go back?"

The black-robed young man looked around, frowned and said, "There are so many side roads, how can we get back?"

Everyone hesitated for a moment, then unanimously looked at the ink painting.

After all, among everyone, there was only one formation master, Mo Hua.

At this time, Mo Hua deeply understood why Mr. Pi must firmly adhere to the principle of "one formation master" every time he goes to the tomb.

Monks take cultivation as their foundation, but cultivation is just cultivation.

To most monks in the world, strong cultivation only means killing and destructive power.

But there are still many problems that cannot be solved by cultivation alone.

But the formation master is different.

The formation manifests the way of heaven and is all-encompassing.

The formation master is proficient in formations and understands all principles, and can solve many problems that ordinary monks cannot.

Whenever something happens, others will ask for you.

Mo Hua sighed, reluctantly taking out Mr. Pi's compass, and then began to identify the direction based on the flow of the ground formation.

After a moment, Mo Hua pointed to the left hand side, "Here."

Everyone could only follow Mo Hua honestly.

Along the way, the forked roads gradually close up, and you can also encounter some triggered mechanisms. This is obviously the way back.

Second Master Hui breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Mo Hua with more intense self-light.

After that, Mo Hua continued to follow the formation to identify positions, and walked for a while.

Seeing that he was about to go off the road, Mo Hua suddenly changed his expression and stopped.

"What's wrong?" Second Master Hui asked.

Mo Hua's face looked a little ugly, "There's something——."

Second Master Hui was stunned for a moment, and then he understood instantly.

"Zi Chong!"

When everyone heard this, their hearts froze and they immediately became wary.

Mo Hua also quietly retreated behind everyone.

Just a moment later, in the dark fork in the road, in the deep darkness, a head suddenly popped up silently.

The head was deformed and ugly, the facial features were squeezed and deformed, making it difficult to distinguish the face, and the mouth had three cracks, like insect teeth in the ground.

At this time, the head's three-petal mouth split open, revealing its wriggling flesh teeth, like a flesh-red piranha.

As soon as Mr. Hui saw it, he felt sick to his stomach.

The scene of being gnawed on the face by the corpse just now was vivid again. He didn't want to experience that disgusting feeling again.

Mr. Hui Er drew out his knife and wanted to chop the corpse.

But halfway through the chop, he suddenly stopped, his pupils trembled, and his face turned pale instantly.

In front of him, it was not a "piranha plant" that was blooming.

But many flowers.

The fleshy red gums and white fangs bloomed one after another in the darkness. In a blink of an eye, there were about twenty of them.

Everyone's face changed.

"Retreat!" Mr. Hui Er shouted.

As soon as he finished speaking, these hideous and smelly corpses opened their bloody mouths and rushed towards everyone's heads.

Mr. Hui Er chopped off the arm of a corpse with a knife.

Shi Tou punched a corpse that jumped on the face and blasted it away.

Others also used swords, knives and magic to kill or knock away the corpses that rushed up one by one.

But as long as the corpses were not completely dead, even if there was a breath of evil left, they would continue to rush up.

Everyone could only fight and retreat, and retreated to the darkness of the fork in the road. I don’t know how many corpses there are, like a tide, rushing up one after another.

Rotten meat, blood, limbs, knife light, blood light, magic, mixed together.

The scene was extremely chaotic for a while.

Mo Hua could only try his best to hide in the crowd and let these golden elixirs block these "corpse tides" for him.

But the forks were disordered, the passages were narrow, and there were too many corpses, so a group of people were dispersed unknowingly.

When Mo Hua used his body skills to avoid the attacks of several corpses, he used the fireball technique to blow away several corpses that jumped on his face. When he turned around again, he found that he was the only one.

"It's over, we are separated?"

Mo Hua was shocked.

They couldn't disperse now. If they did, their golden elixir "shield" would be gone.

"We have to meet up with them." Mo Hua said silently in his heart.

Fortunately, they had just separated not long ago, and some of the corpses were killed, so they could barely sense the breath of people nearby.

Mo Hua followed this breath, avoiding the corpses and the traps. After walking for a while, he found a person in front of him.

It was the tomb robber named "Hao Zi".

Hao Zi was dealing with several corpses. His magic weapon seemed to be a shovel, which could dig the soil, but also chop people.

After more than ten rounds, Hao Zi killed all the corpses around him.

The surroundings were a little quieter, and Hao Zi also saw Mo Hua, so he asked: "Where are the others?"

Mo Hua shook his head, "We have to find a way to meet up with them."

"Okay." Hao Zi nodded.

So the two of them walked forward along the fork in the road together, trying to find the traces of others.

But as he was walking, Mo Hua was startled and immediately jumped to the side, narrowly avoiding a thick and long hand.

Mo Hua was shocked and asked, "What are you doing?"

The one who attacked him was Hao Zi.

At this time, Hao Zi's face was gloomy, his forehead was green, and his narrow eyes were staring at Mo Hua. He pulled Mo Hua's shoulder with one hand and said in a hoarse voice:

"Give that to me."