After practicing Qi for a hundred years, I became an NPC?

Chapter 94 Main Story
It was a huge cemetery, at least as far as the eye could see.

There seemed to be countless people buried in it, and it was strange that the people buried here seemed to be all cultivated.

Because every bone frame crawling out of the ground has a cultivation base.

Moreover, it is the ghost creature they hate the most. This kind of thing is hard to beat because they are rough and thick, and they are not easy to kill, and they can always be resurrected repeatedly.

If they had faced these things by themselves, the resurrection point would have already reopened by this time, but fortunately, they had Xiao Hong.

It's funny to say that Xiao Hong, who contributed the most, was neat and clean all over, while the other four were in a mess as if they had just escaped from chaos.

Xiao Hong, trained Qi on the surface, but in fact it is unfathomable. The strength he has shown so far is stronger when he encounters the strong, surpassing the Jindan in seconds and surpassing the Nascent Soul. No matter how strong he is, he has never encountered it.

But even with a super-bad guy like Xiao Hong, they were still injured.

Su Xi's whole arm was bloody and bloody, it just hung limply like that, she was unconscious and her bones were broken.

If an injury of this level depends on taking medicine alone, it will be very slow to heal, but it is not a big problem, they have their own nurse.

With the help of Shangguan, the injuries of several people were treated, and the group limped into the passageway exposed after beating the monsters.

It was a dark passage extending into the ground, the intersection was so small that only one person could pass through it at a time, and it was pitch black without any light.

This kind of place is dangerous at first glance, maybe there are many institutions, so Xiao Hong took the initiative to go to the front, ready to explore the way first, and let others wait for him outside.

He held up a palm fire with one hand, set up a protective shield, and walked into the darkness alone.

Li Qingmo wanted to be with him at first, but Xiao Hong said that if he left too, the three outside would have to be destroyed if they encountered any danger, so he stayed honestly and became a security guard.

As for the three daughters of Shangguan, they have now been completely reduced to mascots, and they can only watch helplessly as he enters the secret passage alone, with worries on their faces.

Xiao Hong wasn't too scared, the main difficulty of this secret realm was just that, the most powerful monster here was Nascent Soul, maybe the final boss could reach God Transformation, but that was just a legend level background board.

At least in the previous life, Xiao Hong had never encountered Huashen here, no matter how bad his luck was, he would be besieged by Yuan Ying.

Although being besieged by the Nascent Soul seems to be no different from a catastrophe to everyone who is of general strength Jindan, but to Xiao Hong, it is really the same.

So he walked very calmly and calmly.

This narrow passage was very long, the flames illuminated the space around him, and the surrounding stone walls were covered with various strange patterns, which seemed to be telling something.

Xiao Hong took a closer look and found that these patterns were very familiar, as if they were also in the ruined temple before.

However, the characters here are more dilapidated than those on the other side of the temple, and Xiao Hong can't read them clearly, so he can only distinguish them carefully through those pictures.

But even though the pictures were a bit blurred, they could still be seen clearly after all. The entire wall seemed to be praising someone, all of which were portraits of a man.

The man's face was a little blurry, but he could barely make out that he was a vigorous young man. He was wearing a fine attire, and he seemed to have his own light, surrounded by circles of halos.

Most importantly, this man seemed to have the same face as the Buddha statue they had seen before.

Moreover, the patterns of all the pictures are glorious and majestic, as if a god descended from the earth, and countless small human heads below support him, densely packed, with faces full of worship.

One has to marvel at the ingenious workmanship of the sculptors. Every face is so lifelike that even the fanaticism in their eyes can be seen.

"Why does it feel like chasing stars?" Xiao Hong just glanced at it, and felt his scalp tingling.

This seems to be a hidden tomb, which is much more advanced than the mass graves above.

There are not only murals and texts, but also finely carved tombs, and the road is getting wider and wider, and the space inside is getting bigger and bigger.

From the murals along the way and the barely legible text, Xiao Hong had a general understanding of the owner of the tomb.

Probably thousands of years ago, or tens of thousands of years ago, a very talented immortal cultivator emerged from a very poor and backward country.

This immortal cultivator was so powerful that the people regarded him as a god and worshiped him in all kinds of offerings, even the royal family offered him up.

Judging from this mural, in short, the cultivator is already a god in the eyes of people, and the worship of foolish people is blind and fanatical.

And this should be the main line of this secret realm, this secret realm should be this country, but I don't know what happened, and it has become such a deserted appearance at this moment.

But since the tomb was built, it meant that the immortal cultivator died. Although he didn't know how he died, even after his death, he should have been treated with great respect.

This is repairing Buddha statues and large tombs. I am afraid that the heavenly king Lao Tzu will be treated like this here.

But what makes people speechless is that the tomb is full of murals and the like, which feels very high-end and atmospheric, but there are no treasures buried with it.

But in fact, it is also understandable. After all, it is a small backward country, and it is normal to have no treasures.

However, Xiao Hong was still not reconciled, and thought that this immortal cultivator must have started as a Nascent Soul, and according to the specifications of this secret realm, he might have reached the level of God Transformation.

In this way, even in later generations, he would be regarded as an awesome boss. Wouldn't he have no treasures at all after death?

It's fine to keep any protective props, or any kung fu weapons used in his lifetime, Xiao Hong doesn't dislike them.

But no, nothing.

Xiao Hong could only keep walking in. He didn't believe in evil, so he insisted on finding something.

As a result, when he walked deeper, he found that the protective shield kept breaking and popping, but there was obviously nothing attacking him.

Xiao Hong was puzzled, and the flame in his hand swelled a little, and then he could see clearly that there were countless pitch-black bats.

These things flew up silently, hitting the shield one after another, but because the light was too dim and their movements were too small, Xiao Hong didn't notice it.

Not only that, but there seemed to be some crackling sounds at his feet. When he lowered his head, he saw countless pitch-black poisonous snakes circling around him.

But because of the shield guarding him, these snakes couldn't get close to him, so they could only whip their tails and bite the shield with their fangs.

And surprisingly, these little bats all have human faces, and each face is distorted, as if crying and screaming silently.

Those snakes were abnormal, each one was very short, and there were deformed little hands and feet under their bodies. Looking carefully, they were actually human hands and feet.

Not only that, these things seem to be highly poisonous, they are covered with a layer of green mucus, and these mucus immediately make a melting sound as soon as they touch the shield, which is extremely corrosive.

Xiao Hong squatted down, looked at the densely packed deformed snakes around him, observed silently for a while, and found that the attack power of these things was no worse than Foundation Establishment, and the green slime should be corpse poison.

And there are at least thousands of such monsters here, that is to say, there are thousands of Foundation Establishment attacking him, no wonder the shield shattered so quickly.

Xiao Hong observed for a while, and finally felt sorry for the shield, and continued to walk in silently.

As for those bats and strange snakes, he pretended he hadn't seen them, and didn't want to make any troubles at all.

After all, who wants to touch such a disgusting thing?

This time he speeded up, and soon came to the innermost part of the tomb.

It was a very empty stone room, and it finally felt like a secret room of a fairy. There were piles of gold and jewels everywhere, but Xiao Hong was not interested in these mortal treasures.

He circled around carefully, and after finding that there was really nothing to look at, he finally set his sights on the sarcophagus in the middle.

He didn't hesitate too much, and went directly to push open the coffin lid, thinking that even if he didn't have any treasures, he could still admire the immortal's remains.

But when he pushed it away, he froze.

Because the coffin was empty, there were no bones, no burial, only a tattered skull.

Really shabby.

The bones of normal people are all beige, but this skull is only half left, and even the color is gray and decayed, as if it has been rotted by something.

Not only that, but there are many cracks on it, as if it has been dropped repeatedly, with many large and small gaps.

Xiao Hong held it up with magic, held it in front of his eyes and looked at it again and again, he thought he was cross-eyed, but he didn't see half of the spiritual power in this bone.

This seems to be half an ordinary, at most a bit too broken skull.

It shouldn't be.

Ordinary immortal cultivators, even if they just practice Qi, will still have spiritual energy in their bones after death, but the spiritual energy is extremely small.

It stands to reason that this immortal is worshiped so much, and his strength is at least as good as that of Nascent Soul, and he may even have reached the level of deity transformation. If such a person dies, his bones must be overflowing with aura.

Is this just an ordinary bone?

But how could ordinary bones appear in this coffin?And what about other bones in the body?

Xiao Hong thought for a while, but couldn't come up with a reason, so he had to silently put the bone away, and was going to go out to study it.

He was afraid that if he had been in for a long time, something would happen outside.

And it turns out that his worries were not wrong at all.

This secret realm is really big, it seems to be the size of a small country, but there are also a lot of people coming in this time, and it is such an iconic place, there is still a high possibility that someone will come.

He specifically kept Li Qingmo outside because he was afraid that if someone came, the three girls would not be able to handle it.

But even though he had already made preparations, when Xiao Hong came out of the secret passage, he was still a little helpless by the scene in front of him.

I saw that the dilapidated scene outside was even more dilapidated, with traces of fighting everywhere, and the four people who were supposed to be waiting for him outside were all tied hands and feet and piled up together.

Not only that, but the aura of the four of them was still a little chaotic and sluggish. It was estimated that they had been beaten up and were seriously injured.

At the entrance of the secret passage, there were five people squatting or standing. They were wearing the uniform of Baihua Valley, looking at Xiao Hong who came out of the secret passage with half-smiles.

"Yo, are you out?" The first person to speak was a sick young man with a soft face, about [-] years old, with an obvious dead air lingering between his eyebrows and eyes, as if his life was not long.

He seemed to be the leader of these five people, and the other four people surrounded him, they surrounded Xiao Hong, with half smiles on their faces.

"Who are you?" Xiao Hong was not afraid, he walked out very calmly, and then asked calmly.

"Me? My name is Xue Jing, an ordinary disciple of Baihua Valley."

The sick man who called himself Xue Jing said, and coughed twice, as if his physical condition was already very bad, and he could fall down at any time.

But Xiao Hong could feel the abundant spiritual power in his body. This person was very strong. In the later stage of Golden Core Stage, he had already half-stepped into the Nascent Soul, stronger than the previous Pei Luhua.

This kind of strength is regarded as the top among the participants in this secret realm, and naturally it is impossible for him to be just an ordinary disciple as he said.

This is also a kind of modest way for him to say it. Although his expression is not modest at all, his mouth is ordinary, but his eyes are full of condescending superiority.

It was as if as soon as he said his name, Xiao Hong should immediately know who he is, and immediately kowtow to say hello.

But Xiao Hong didn't show any surprised expression when he heard this, he just nodded seriously.

"Oh, then you are indeed quite ordinary, I have never heard of your name."

"Pfft hahaha."

The whole body was covered in blood, and the little princess Chu, who had never been so embarrassed before, laughed out loud when she heard this. If her hands and feet were not tied, she would probably be able to perform a belly laugh on the spot.

"Xue Jing, what are you pretending? I'm dying of laughter. People don't know you at all hahahahaha."

Xue Jing's expression twisted for a moment, but he quickly returned to his humble and polite appearance.

He casually stopped other people who wanted to teach Xiao Hong a lesson, instead he looked at Xiao Hong peacefully and asked, "What's under there?"

When he said this, a little purple light inexplicably shone from his pitch-black eyes, as if there was something breathtaking inside, Xiao Hong's eyes met his, and his eyes gradually straightened.

He opened his mouth and answered truthfully: "There are bats and snakes."

There was a smug smile on the corner of Xue Jing's mouth, and the purple light in his eyes was even more bewitching. He continued to ask softly, "Is there any dangerous mechanism? How did you get out?"

"There is no dangerous mechanism, I came out with the primary protective shield." Xiao Hong continued to answer truthfully, his expression became a little dull, as if he had been bewitched.

A sneer flashed in Xue Jing's eyes, but he still smiled: "Then what did you get? What's inside?"

"There are a lot of gold, silver and jewelry inside, and there are many exquisite murals. I only found a skull."

"Take it out and show me."

So Xiao Hong held out the skull.

Xue Jing just glanced at it and didn't bother to look again. He turned to look at the dark passage.

"Brother Xue, shall we go down?"

Xue Jing nodded lazily, covered his mouth and coughed twice: "Xiaoqi, you stay and watch them, wait for me to come back to deal with them, and the rest follow me in to have a look."

As he spoke, he kicked Xiao Hong away and walked into the passage first.

The others followed immediately, talking and laughing carefreely.

Without exception, these people are all golden cores, and they don't even care about bats and poisonous snakes.

But thinking about it, what danger is there in a tomb where one can get out of a qi training and rely on a primary protective shield?
Just crush it!

And Xiao Hong, who was kicked and staggered, seemed to have just recovered at this moment, and scratched his head with a simple and honest face.

Oops, why did you accidentally tell the truth?

(End of this chapter)