"My fellow disciples, the tombs of the princes and kings have been sealed for thousands of years. You must release all the deposits of depressed energy before you can enter safely. I have a hanging silk puppet in my hand. It has been very effective for sacrificing for a long time. I am willing to enter first and explore the way for this trip."

At the critical moment, You Bifang saw that no one had come forward and could only stand up. After all, the earth immortal Wuyouzi had already discovered himself and frequently showed his eyes. Although he didn't understand whether there was any fraud, he still had the idea of ​​taking one step at a time.

Although the initiator of this Qingwu Meeting was the Earth Immortal Wuyouzi, the leader was several monks and masters of the left and right. They followed the Taoist tradition and understood the foundation of the three ancient divine dynasties. During their heyday, they suppressed the universe and ruled the three realms. How prosperous and prosperous it was, it can be said that it was unbearable.

Because of this, even the princes of the Great Zhou Divine Dynasty, the lord of a country, and the carefully arranged tombs, certainly have great fortunes, but also great horrors. After all, the Great Zhou Divine Dynasty grasps yin and yang, mediates good fortune, and rule over the land of all countries, even the underworld is under control.

Since the Jindan Zhenren Jin Shenghuo forcibly breaks the five elements of the right and reverse divine ban, the tomb sealing gate was suddenly penetrated, and the momentum was very impressive. I was afraid that it would wake up the ancient ghosts and gods sleeping deep in the tomb.

Since someone was willing to explore the path first, no one objected. Then everyone saw a young monk with beautiful eyebrows, tender skin and strong scholarly spirit, standing out the crowd and walking in front.

A mere puppet master was still a left-minded monk who had no master's inheritance. The Taoist, who knew a little, immediately felt relieved. However, You Bifang's move this time also attracted the interest of several left-minded monks.

An old Taoist with his left eye, wearing a straw hat, a straw raincoat, and a cigarette pole in his hand, walked up and was willing to go with him.

The other was a middle-aged man with a bitter face. He walked forward and rubbed a ball of green mud with his hands. After a moment, he pinched out a mountain donkey. He leaned over to his mouth and blew, smashed it on the ground, and immediately burst into smoke. A large green donkey with curly hair and black mane walked out of the fog, but his head was facing outward and his butt was facing the hole in the tomb door.

At this time, a voice sounded from the crowd: "Miaoji, Miaji! A puppet master, a ghost talisman master, and a scattered man riding a donkey backwards are all left-handed people. But the old, middle-aged and young people gathered together to make the three talents and explored the way ahead. The opportunity happened? Or was it intentional? It was impossible to say, it could not be said!"

When Jin Shenghuo heard this, he couldn't help frowning and turned his eyes to the Earth Immortal Wuyouzi. After all, he had long discovered that Niu Beishan, a monk in the other side, seemed to have some friendship with the puppet master, and he had to be careful.

You Bifang smiled and said, "Who said I was going in?" He saw him holding the spindle in his left hand, bounced his four fingers repeatedly, and drove the puppet about a foot high to move forward, appearing vividly, no different from a real person.

"Black evil silk?" The person with knowledge can see that the silk thread in the puppet master's hand was actually formed by evil energy, especially when connecting fingers and connecting the heart with ten fingers, it is a heart-to-heart connection. It is a heart-to-heart connection. Following the clergyman's understanding of his heart, everything that the puppet sees and hears is the puppet master who is present in person, which is very mysterious.

He was able to sacrifice and refine black evil silk, and had countless lives under his hands. He was still pure and innocent. He walked away with disgust and regarded You Bifang as a cruel and ruthless evil practitioner who killed and practiced the Dharma.

Even if he is a person from the left, he is shouted at the truth about the silk thread of the hanging silk puppet, he dare not get too close to You Bifang, just as he would tear off his disguise at any time, revealing his evil true appearance, and choose someone to eat it.

You Bifang didn't expect that someone would frame himself with just one sentence, causing this situation where everyone disliked and looked at him sideways.

"This is better! No one comes to bother me, but saves a lot of unnecessary trouble. Now this path is not just hardship, but also loneliness and loneliness."

The old Taoist of the Toutiao was unaware of this. The bamboo cigarette pole was close to his mouth and took a deep breath. His cheeks swelled frequently. Countless blue smoke came out of his mouth, condensed into a five-toothed ship with a long body. The hard sail was raised and the windlessness automatically moved slowly towards the tomb.

As for the scattered man who was used to being able to pinch mud, this time he saw something was wrong and dared not turn over and pinched his hands. The curly black mane big green donkey did not turn his head and fell in the direction, but actually retreated into the tomb.

The three left-minded monks who stood up did not dare to take risks, but showed their skills in public. They obviously had prepared for a long time. This scheming of acting when it came to an opportunity was no less than that of the monks in the other sects.

You Bifang closed his eyes and led the Nuo Opera puppet to the front with just four hanging silks in his hand. What the puppet saw was what he saw, and he explained: "The tomb passage extends forward, and there is no end at all. The tomb passage is not a red essence brick, but a natural black gold stone, two in length and six in width, and I don't know how thick it is."

"About 150 steps, the front became darker and darker, and I couldn't see my five fingers. Fortunately, there was a black smoke boat, which emitted phosphorescence and illuminated the future...550 steps, there was a palace gate, which looked like a archway, a temple gate... Walking further forward, nine hundred and sixty steps, I saw the pillars of the underground palace, with seven-eyed snakes, and my pupils were thin in a line, and black shadows were emitted, which could actually swallow the light of spirit!"

Before he finished speaking, the old Taoist's face felt ache. It was obvious that the black smoke boat had been destroyed. The "hissing" donkey sounded from the depths of the tomb passage. After three breaths, the big green donkey who had stepped backwards had already escaped.

Compared with the previous one, the big green donkey with curly hair and black mane was severely damaged. The neck, back and hind legs were pitch black as ink, emitting a disgusting fishy smell. It smelled like a poisonous snake saliva, extremely dirty.

The middle-aged sanren endured his heartache, holding a bamboo scraper in his right hand, and went forward to dig out the filthy part, just like a holy hand of the apricot forest that cut out poisonous sores and replenished the flesh. The rotten flesh and blood that were dug out was like asphalt, but fell to the ground but turned into rotten tomb soil, emitting a gloomy and moldy smell.

After a moment, thick smoke rose from the feet of the big green donkey, and turned back into a ball of green mud. It was picked up by the middle-aged scattered man and threw it into his sleeve to continue to warm up.

Both senior left-minded monks were frustrated, but the young puppet master didn't say a word, as if he was controlling the puppet about a foot high and continued to compete with the Seven-Eyed Snake.

"There are twelve columns nearby, and each column has a strange object to guard it. I took the time to take a look. They are all from the ancient tomb-town beasts. The seven-eyed snake is easy to deal with... The adjacent column is a human-faced peach blossom snake with four arms. It is estimated that it has been at least four hundred years of Taoism..."

"The evil spirit of peach blossoms turns into peach blossom miasma, the most yang and strong, and among the strange poisons in the world, it ranks first in the hot poison. But she is also a snake in the Yin, probably because she has been through the underworld or swallowed the ghosts and gods in the underworld, so that she can harmonize Yin and Yang, and water and fire can help each other. If she has a lead, she will transform into a snail dragon body..."

When Jin Shenghuo heard this, even if Jin Dan Zhenren was very skilled in qi cultivation, he couldn't help but sigh: "The first difficulty in the tomb is the ancient strange snake, the true dragon is the one who guards the tomb. I can only know the five elements of life and restraint, and I'm afraid I can't handle it."

The people from the side and left and right nearby nodded their heads in a slight sense of concern, but they did not expect that this trip, which was originally very smooth, would become so difficult.

Even the tomb-controlling beast is so strange and inexplicable. If there is really a snail dragon guarding it in front of you, it will be a monster that condenses dragon balls in its body and surpasses the Jindan real person.

You Bifang kindly explained: "The essence of the snail dragon's life is under the jaw, and the dragon ball should be hidden in the reverse scale three inches. If someone is good at picking beads from the sky and after winning the snail dragon ball, he can make a wish. Even the real person of Jindan can achieve it in an instant. What is great fortune? This is!"

Wuyouzi nodded gently and said, "The snail dragon is a divine beast, at least a genus of a holy beast. If you take away the snail dragon dragon ball, three disasters and six disasters will surely come. Ordinary cultivators can learn how to avoid disasters and disasters. Even if they make a wish to become a real person of Jindan, they will also seize the fate of the Tao against the will of heaven. The rootless duckweed will eventually be harmed by the disaster. I am afraid that even the reincarnation will not be possible!"

The words of Niubeishan Dixian are still very important. They suppressed the spirit of the people who are a lieutenant and shattered the fantasy of many people in their daydream on the spot.

In an instant, the monks in front of the tomb, wailing and sighing came one after another, forming a group of people. What is more sad in the world than the opportunity that is close to you, which makes people drool but cannot reach out to touch it?
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