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Chapter 357 Golden Core Middle Stage?

Empty!
The entire cemetery is empty!
Is this gone?

Standing outside the cemetery, Chen Muyu looked left and right, he was still crying just now, why is there no one there all of a sudden?

There are no voices speaking from the left and right, and the door is broken.

So many people disappeared out of thin air?
It's so weird, isn't it?

Looking at the empty cemetery, Chen Muyu actually felt his scalp tingling, especially since there were open tomb doors everywhere.

"senior?"

"Rain Butterfly?"

Shouted twice, only echo, no response.

I looked up and saw that although it was noon and the sun was strong, the leaves in the forest were lush and it was difficult to see the sun.

To be honest, it’s okay if there are too many people, but if you want to stay here alone, it’s gloomy, and my heart is terrified.

Chen Muyu walked into the cemetery and searched everywhere, and the footprints of Aunt Qingyue and the others could still be seen on the ground.

Follow the footprints and go deep into the cemetery.

After a while, they came to a large tomb.

This tomb looks very old, and it is very magnificent. It is more than 30 meters long and vertical. The front of the tomb is paved with bluestone, and there is a large stele in front of it.

The door of the tomb has been opened, and it was randomly thrown on the grass next to it. There are heavy stones lying across it. Part of the stone has been pulled out, but it may be because it is too difficult to handle, so it has not been fully opened. The channel has not been opened yet.

In other words, this tomb was stolen, but not succeeded.

The footsteps in the vicinity were very messy, and they didn't go any further when they got here. Aunt Qingyue and the others probably stayed here for the last time.

Chen Muyu glanced over, but couldn't see anything special. There was no hole in the ground, and the door of the tomb was not opened. He walked over and looked in through the cracks in the stones. It was dark and covered with layers of stones.

The owner of the tomb has a strong sense of anti-theft. This stone is layered one after another. If anyone really wants to get in, he has to move these stones away, and he will be tired to death.

Obviously, it is impossible for them to enter the tomb.

Chen Muyu was puzzled, he just heard the crying stopped, and immediately came over, less than 1 minute, 1 minute in the middle, such a large group of people withdrew?
Come to the monument.

Chen Muyu took a closer look, the characters on the stele were badly weathered, and the leaves were stuck to it, making it hard to see clearly in many places.

"Da Song... what, what, what is the tomb of Fairy Yun..."

The word above the word rhyme was covered by leaves, and Chen Muyu stretched out his hand to brush it.

It's a poem!

Fairy Shiyun?

It should be a certain patriarch of Jingyun Mountain, the tomb of the Song Dynasty is early enough.

There are still some small characters below, which are not very clear. They should be the name of the person who erected the monument.

Chen Muyu was about to wipe it off with his hand, but just as his hand touched the tombstone, a sudden change occurred.

A halo spread across the tombstone, and a hand actually stretched out from the tombstone, directly grabbing Chen Muyu's hand.

Chen Muyu was so frightened that he almost cried out, almost peeing out.

A huge force was pulled, and immediately, Chen Muyu couldn't help himself, and was directly pulled into the tombstone.

"quack……"

Around, a few old ravens flew up, and the cemetery instantly returned to silence, which was terrifyingly quiet.

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Besides, Chen Muyu felt a blur in front of his eyes, and when he reappeared, he already found himself in a valley.

Surrounded by green grass, wild flowers are in full bloom, the air is very fresh, filled with the fragrance of flowers.

There is the sound of rushing water in the ear, there is a waterfall in the valley, and the stream is flowing out of the valley, but the distance is gray and can't be seen clearly.

A mountain, a valley, birds and beasts.

A scene of harmony.

Chen Muyu found that his hand was pinched by an old man who was wearing linen clothes and whose figure was similar to his own.

Immediately alert, subconsciously patted the past.

Under the crisis, Chen Muyu did not hold back in his palm.

The man didn't dodge or dodge, allowing Chen Muyu to slap his chest.

"Ok?"

Chen Muyu only felt that he was slapped on a ball of cotton wool, without any effort at all.

Is this person a ghost?

"Boy, your palm strength is not small!"

The man snorted coldly, and with a violent push, directly threw Chen Muyu out.

More than ten meters away, Chen Muyu managed to stabilize his figure.

Only then did he face up to the man in front of him.

With short gray hair, he looks very chic, 60 years old, clean, with a height of 1.8 meters, he is a handsome old man, but Chen Muyu thinks that he is not as handsome as himself!
"Patriarch, this little Layman Chen is a friend of this disciple!" At this time, a voice came from the side.

It was only then that Chen Muyu realized that there were quite a few people standing beside them, they were the disciples from Jingyun Mountain, and it was Daoist Qingyue who was shouting.

Chen Muyu was stunned, he looked for them everywhere, and it turned out that they also came here.

Patriarch?

Looking at the man in front of him cautiously, Chen Muyu slowly moved to the side of Taoist Qingyue.

Scanned it with the system.

Bu Qingyun, Jindan mid-stage!

Chen Muyu turned out to be a mid-stage Jindan expert, and Chen Muyu's expression changed.

Now, he can still use his mech against Jindan Early Stage, but if he meets Jindan Middle Stage, it is almost certain that there is no chance of winning.

"Ancestor!"

Taoist Qingyue hurried forward, introduced Chen Muyu's identity, and told about Chen Muyu's rescue of them.

The man's expression relaxed a little.

"Little guy, you're a bit hostile!" The man flicked the place on his chest that Chen Muyu had just patted, "The palm technique is quite domineering, which sect?"

"Patriarch, Layman Chen has some connections with Shao'e Mountain!" Daoist Qingyue said hastily.

The man frowned slightly, "I didn't ask you, I asked him!"

Daoist Qingyue didn't dare to say more, she turned to look at Chen Muyu.

Chen Muyu cupped his hands and said, "There is no school, no school, and no teacher, but there is an elder in my family who comes from Shao'e Mountain!"

"Shao'e Mountain's exercises are neutral and peaceful, but not as overbearing as you!" The man shook his head, and looked Chen Muyu up and down, "It's rare to have such a cultivation level at such a young age..."

While talking, the man turned his hands away, "We at Jingyun Mountain don't owe anyone a favor. You saved my disciples and grandchildren. This favor should be repaid. Tell me, what do you want?"

Chen Muyu was stunned, this is to benefit himself?

"Seeing injustice, drawing swords to help is what should be done. What kind of favor is there!" Chen Muyu shook his head, "However, I have some questions, and I don't know whether I should ask them or not!"

"Say!"

The man smiled slightly, and answered the junior's doubts about cultivation, which was even more unpredictable.

Chen Muyu looked around, "What is this place?"

The man frowned, thinking that Chen Muyu would ask some great question, but he didn't expect this to be the first question.

"The cave house left by the ancestor!"

While speaking, he took a group of people and walked into the valley, "My Jingyun Temple, inherited from the Song Dynasty, my ancestor Shiyun Xiangu, once worshiped my teacher Hong, Merciful and Miaofa Yuanjun..."

Hongcimiaofa Yuanjun?

Chen Muyu was stunned for a moment.

(End of this chapter)