The professors who were bickering were stunned by the sudden earthquake. They fell into pieces in an instant and had to help each other to stabilize themselves.

"What's wrong, is there an earthquake?" Professor Lu leaned against another professor, shocked.

"Yuncheng is not in an earthquake zone, and the ground monitoring did not say there will be an earthquake today." Professor Weng adjusted his glasses that were knocked crooked and frowned slightly.

The shaking on the ground continued. Several professors were puzzled, but they looked calm and did not panic. During the process of going down to the tomb, they had never seen anything before. A small earthquake like this would not make them panic.

However, for safety reasons, we are not allowed to go to the grave again tonight, and we have to monitor it again until the hidden danger is eliminated.

"Where's Ye Fan?..." Professor Weng suddenly thought of Ye Fan and looked anxiously in the direction of the Thousand Jin Gate.

"Professor, professor, you guys, look..." At the same time, Assistant Sun's trembling voice also sounded, and the amplitude of the vibration in his voice was greater than the vibration on the ground.

Professor Weng and the others had already seen it. They had seen it countless times. The stone door, which was motionless, was actually shaking even more than they did, and it also made a roaring sound.

This is……

"Door, is the door about to open?..." Everyone stared dumbly at the rumbling and shaking gate, as well as the slender and straight figure of a girl standing in front of the stone door.

She was carrying a backpack, and her ponytail was swaying as the ground shook. She turned her back to them, and pressed her white jade palms on the stone door. The ground shook violently, but she stood still, like a needle that fixed the sea.

Set it there.

Boom!

Before they could recover from their shock, they saw the tightly closed stone door rising upwards along with the sand falling from the stone door.

"It's really open..." The presbyopic eyes on the faces of several professors slipped and their eyes almost popped out of their sockets. Really, they haven't been so glum in decades.

They had been researching for so long but still couldn't find a way to find the Thousand-Jin Gate. They were all forced to use violent methods. The little girl opened the door with just one look?

What's the use of these old guys?

Several professors who had just laughed at Professor Weng's demonic attack covered their faces.

Professor Weng, who was waiting for them to slap themselves in the face with dignity and coolness, could not think of admiring their hammering feet and chests. He was shocked. He knew Ye Fan was talented, but he didn't expect her to be so fierce and help them as soon as she came.

A big problem was solved.

The gate rose little by little. When it reached one-third of the height, the professors and Assistant Sun, who were still stunned, were suddenly awakened by the biting coldness.

The feeling of the scorching summer equator falling into the freezing winter Antarctic, unprepared to freeze not only their surroundings, but also their souls, and even their thoughts seemed to be frozen, unable to react to what was going on.

Just when they felt like they were about to be frozen into popsicles, it was like the warm wind in March enveloped them. Then they felt their feet lifted off the ground and were carried by this warm wind to perform a volley of 36 degrees.

Rotate.

"Ahhh..." The warm wind thawed their bodies, souls, and minds, and the horrified screams finally burst out of their mouths, and by this time, they had landed firmly on the ground.

What's going on? What just happened?

The professors and Assistant Sun were still in shock, and their minds were in a daze. After a while, they recovered and realized that they had all changed positions collectively.

Therefore, the spinning in the air just now was not an illusion, and the almost freezing into a popsicle was not an illusion. Also... the girl tiptoed lightly and flew up like a martial arts master. She also extended a palm towards them and flicked to the side.

Then they had a magical experience of being carried up to the sky by the warm wind.

This is a socialist world!

No, this is a fantasy world!

The Thousand Jin Gate was only opened one-third, and the faint entrance of the cave was glowing with green light, exuding icy mist lingering in the open door, but not spilling out, as if there was an invisible barrier blocking them from spilling out.

scattered.

The Thousand Jin Gate stopped, and the shaking of the earth and the mountains also stopped.

"Professor Weng, are you okay? Do you feel uncomfortable somewhere?" Ye Fan looked at their stiff expressions and asked with concern, his dark pupils showing annoyance without even moving his eyes.

She shouldn't have opened the gate rashly without preparation. She had always heard that there were many dangers in the ancient tomb. She relied on her ability and never took it seriously. Even if a few dumplings did pop out, she would naturally be able to deal with them calmly.

.

Just now, she only tried to input vitality into the stone gate under Bai Xingyue's reminder. She didn't expect that there was actually a hidden barrier formation on the stone gate. Even she didn't see it. This was the correct way to open the Thousand Jin Gate.

I don’t know who the owner of this tomb is, and he used such a fantasy method to prevent future generations from digging his grave.

The archaeological team are all ordinary people. They can't find the right method. Even if they spend a lifetime, they can't open the gate. Fortunately, she went to the grave today. Otherwise, Professor Weng and the others would have used violent methods and been counterattacked by the power of the formation barrier.

Shocked, I am afraid that everyone will be buried in this pit with the owner of the tomb.

She was frightened and happy at the same time, and without much thought, she used her vitality to break through the formation. Who knew that there was an evil killing move behind the Thousand Jin Gate, and she almost, almost killed Professor Weng and the others.

The professors looked at the slim and caring girl standing in front of them, with a hint of youth and immaturity in her eyes. "Gulu", they swallowed hard and said in unison: "It's okay." They all landed on the ground.

, the soul is still spinning into a tornado in the air.

The atmosphere was somewhat silent for a moment.

"Professor, professor, there was an earthquake, are you okay?"

At this moment, panicked shouts came from the entrance corridor, accompanied by the thumping of footsteps. It must be the students working in the front room who were afraid that something might happen to the professors, so they ran in in a panic, and the earthquake shook the mountain without warning.

Well, it must have frightened these students.

"Xiao Sun, don't let anyone in." Professor Weng is worthy of being like Taishan Beidou. Even if his soul has not returned, he can respond immediately.

"Oh." Assistant Sun ran towards the entrance mechanically with his soulless shell, just in time to block the students who ran in.

"Hey, Assistant Sun, I, no, I..." The student ran over anxiously, but was blocked and pulled away by Assistant Sun, who had a weird look on his face, without even seeing the faces of the professors. He shouted while

, while looking back.

I wonder if he saw it wrong. How did he see that the thousand-jin gate was opened?

But what is that piece of yellow paper stuck on the stone door?

Before the student could see clearly, he was pulled away by Assistant Sun who said nothing. Only his confused voice could be heard faintly.

You could hear a needle drop in front of the stone door. The professors' souls returned to their bodies in silence, and pairs of stiff eyes finally started to move.

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