Eternal gate

It rained heavily all day and all night.

When the rain stopped, the sky was filled with stars and the air was exceptionally fresh.

When Zhao Yun came down from the mountain, he carried two wild beasts on his back. The villagers looked at him with awe. There were not many people who could jump under the thunder and lightning, but let them see one.

Soon, the aroma of stew filled the small village.

The atmosphere is still very harmonious.

Tonight, Zhao Yun's face was full of glory. He had advanced in cultivation, and his energy and blood were much more powerful. Although he still had internal injuries, they were no longer serious. The most important thing was that his martial spirit was much more refined than at the eighth level.

"Little brother, I also want to learn martial arts." A burly man said with a smile.

As soon as these words came out, many people gathered, mostly young and strong farmers, for no other reason than to be safer when going into the mountains to hunt, for fear of being picked up by those ferocious beasts.

Just as Zhao Yung was about to speak, he heard the neighing of an eagle, which made him raise his head subconsciously.

There were flying mounts passing by. They were four huge goshawks. There was a person sitting on the back of each goshawk. One of them, he recognized, was Shao Yin Hun of the Black Flame Clan, the mortal enemy of Lin Xie, the young master of Tianyang. It's also like Fengwu and Youlan, who always fight each other whenever they meet.

From south to north, obviously heading towards Tianzong.

When he was looking, Yin Hun lowered his eyes, casually glanced down, then closed his eyes to rest.

"Wow, there are people on those big birds!"

The little dolls screamed and raised their little heads, full of novelty.

Zhao Yun had closed his eyes and looked towards the other side of the river. There was a person wandering towards this place. He was a fat Taoist priest with a fat head and big ears. He was holding a fly whisk, but he was not wearing Taoist robes. The clothes he wore were like the whole village. When people saw it, their mouths twitched.

That's a shroud.

That's right, the fat Taoist priest was wearing a shroud, which looked scary even at night.

"Ksitigarbha realm."

Zhao Yun murmured, it was at least the sixth level, and he didn’t know where it came from.

When he looked, the fat Taoist priest had come over, holding his hands, his nose twitching like a pug, sniffing here and there. He didn't know whether he smelled the aroma of meat or wine.

"Who are you!"

A drunk farmer shouted something and was pulled back by Zhao Yun.

Ksitigarbha realm! But you can't just talk nonsense. If one person fails, the whole village will have to play.

The fat Taoist priest ignored him and kept sniffing.

Zhao Yun just watched quietly. In the quiet corner of the mountain, a Ksitigarbha suddenly appeared. He was obviously not here for sightseeing, wine or meat. God knows what the fat Taoist priest was looking for. He was passing by the villagers. , didn’t even bother to look at it, so I couldn’t help but raise my eyebrows when I passed by him.

"There is also a martial arts cultivator here, oh no, there are two."

The fat Taoist priest murmured and looked at Zhao Yun and Ruoshui.

When it was done, the guy walked away.

After saying that he was leaving, he was still wandering around the village, sometimes holding a fly whisk, tapping here and there, as if identifying antiques. Not to mention the villagers, even Zhao Yun couldn't help but feel surprised when he saw it in the middle of the night. , walking around wearing a shroud, this senior is really different.

ah...!

Suddenly, the fat Taoist howled like a wolf, causing the villagers to tremble.

Zhao Yun saw clearly that the fat Taoist priest was not idle. After a wolf howl, he pricked up his ears and listened with his old eyes slightly closed. Maybe he couldn't hear clearly. He climbed up to the eaves again, opened his mouth and let out another voice. It's a good thing he didn't have martial arts momentum, otherwise everyone present would be stunned.

"Identify the location by listening to the voice?"

Zhao Yun asked in his heart, this is also a kind of heresy.

Looking at the villagers, their expressions were strange enough. They looked at the fat Taoist priest as if they were mentally retarded.

"I'll just say it!"

The fat Taoist priest was already smiling, and he jumped off the eaves and ran into the mountain.

ah...!

After that, wolves howled like this frequently.

The villagers all stood up and looked at the mountains with their feet up. Mainly out of curiosity, they were curious about what the fat Taoist priest was doing. He was wearing a shroud and came to practice our voice.

This is not voice training.

Ordinary people don't know it, but Zhao Yun has heard it a little bit. Every sound made by the fat Taoist priest is very particular. It should be an ancient secret technique of listening to sounds. It doesn't sound like much at first, but it actually hides a mystery.

boom!

The howl of the wolf disappeared, and there was a roar.

The roar was so sudden that the villagers were shaken and the mountains trembled.

"Yin Qi."

Zhao Yun frowned slightly and then stood up.

There was Yin Qi, and he could smell it really well.

"Is there a big tomb in this place?"

Zhao Yun looked left and right, and finally his eyes fell in the direction of the mountain.

He seemed to know what the fat Taoist priest was looking for. What the hell... was he looking for someone's ancestral grave? And most of them have been found. Just sniffing around, they were sniffing the breath of the tomb. The wolf howls were obviously to identify the direction. As for the roar, they must have blown the tomb door open.

His guess was correct, there was indeed a big tomb.

Since that roar, more and more yin energy has gathered over the mountains and forests. Even he felt chilled by the cool wind, let alone the villagers, who were all shivering.

"That little martial artist, come here."

In the mountains, the call of the fat Taoist priest came out, and the little martial arts cultivator in his mouth was naturally referring to Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun frowned again, feeling quite tempted to run away. If this happened, what if he was destroyed? But if he left, the villagers would probably suffer. Who knows where the fat Taoist priest came from.

After much thought, he still entered the mountain.

Following the source of Yin Qi, he went all the way to the depths of the mountain forest.

From a distance, I saw a big hole in the ground, with Yin Qi surging outwards, and the fat Taoist priest was sitting on the side of the hole, holding a piece of nosebleed, looking miserable. It looked like he had entered the ancient tomb, and he was not paying attention. If you are caught by the police, call him over. Bao Buqi is here to help.

"There is a huge tomb."

Zhao Yun sighed in his heart, having stayed here for so long without even noticing.

Looking at the embarrassed posture of the fat Taoist priest, you can tell that this big tomb is not simple, at least the mechanisms inside are not simple. If you judge by this, maybe the person buried is a prince, just like King Yin Yue.

"Senior, you are looking for me."

Three feet away, Zhao Yun calmed down slightly.

At this point, I realized why the fat Taoist priest wore a shroud. He must have robbed many tombs and used the shroud to suppress his negative virtue. This is a very mysterious statement. There is an explanation in the Xuanmen Book of Heaven.

"He's a boy."

The fat Taoist priest asked while looking into the big cave.

"Yeah." Zhao Yun nodded lightly.

"Come, pee in it." The fat Taoist pulled Zhao Yun over.

"This...isn't good!"

"What's wrong?"

The fat Taoist priest said, and he was holding a knife. It was sharp and sharp, and it was for Zhao Yun to see. The meaning was also obvious. Pee, urinate for me. If you dare to moan, I will cut off your penis. .

Then, there was the sound of water splashing, and the head of the Zhao family really peed into the hole in front of the fat Taoist priest. He couldn't help it! If you dare to disobey, you can find a job in the palace.

The fat Taoist priest disagreed and lay down at the entrance of the cave to look in.

Borrowing Zhao Yun's boy's urine is not to ward off evil spirits, but has other uses.

Zhao Yun was curious and took a look inside.

However, the Yin Qi was too strong, blocking the eyes of the sky from peeking in, and all we could see was hazy.

"Stand here and don't move. Grandpa, I've got the treasure. I'll give you one piece."

The fat Taoist priest took a bundle of hemp rope and tied one end to Zhao Yun's body and the other end to his waist. The hemp rope had an unusual cursing sound and there were many runes on it. This was the first time Zhao Yun had seen it.

After doing this, the fat Taoist jumped into the hole.

The so-called hemp rope actually changed its form and turned into runes one by one. They were connected one after another and took the form of a rope. It was only three to five feet long, but it seemed to be able to extend infinitely.

Zhao Yun was surprised by what he saw, so he picked up one end and looked at it again and again.

"roll."

There was a cold snort in the cave, which made him tremble.

Just a moment later, the fat Taoist priest jumped out, rolling and crawling. He ran so fast. Because the rune hemp rope was connected, Zhao Yun was also dragged along and ran away. He hit many trees.