Log in and fight a hundred years in advance

Chapter 59 Tomb Chamber, Discovery

After a day's journey, night fell and Zhao Li found a place to rest for a while.

Zhao Li sat cross-legged on the treetop, looking at the black mist. Suddenly, orange-gold flames rushed toward him, and the black mist shrank sharply.

Seeing that the flames were effective, Zhao Li controlled the flames and gradually approached. The black mist seemed to feel the threat and began to bite Zhao Li's 'primordial spirit' crazily.

Zhao Li stopped, and when Heiwu saw that the flame was no longer approaching, he also stopped biting.

But as long as the flame wants to continue to get closer, it will give Zhao Li a hard blow.

In this way, the fog and fire reached a stalemate.

"Are you afraid of fire? I'm afraid it's really a living thing."

Seeing that the flames were really useful, Zhao Li was overjoyed. He only received a few blows and his head hurt, so he did not force it, but just surrounded the black mist with flames.

The natal flame can be controlled at will, but unexpectedly it will bite back on itself.

Seeing the stalemate between the black mist and the flames, and no longer biting the soul, Zhao Li stopped caring about him and started practicing on his own.

In the past few days of the Li family's retreat, in addition to further improving the soul power and touching the threshold of the heaven, more importantly, the cultivation method has been perfected again, and the spirit, energy and spirit are integrated. All you need to do is follow the steps and give him time to accumulate. At the beginning of the cultivation, he was like a joke. Small goals are not a problem either.

At night, the mountains are very quiet. The moonlight occasionally shines through the mountains and forests, complementing the bonfires in the forest. The faint light shines on the handsome young man sitting cross-legged and meditating beside him.

There was no talking all night, and in the early morning of the next day, when a little light began to bloom on the horizon, Zhao Li went on the road again, startling the early birds in the forest.

Time passed in such a peaceful rush. In ten days, Zhao Li finally arrived at the unknown mountain where the map is located.

The Dou Qi Continent is huge, and there are still many places that have not been recorded, either because no one has visited them, or because they have no intention of recording them. In short, Zhao Li has never seen a relatively complete map.

It is precisely because of this that I don’t know when or where a lucky person will encounter a ruins, or fly into the sky, or die in it, no one knows...

The same is true for this mountain range, but this ruins has been climbed first.

Zhao Li looked at the map, determined the direction, and entered the mountains.

Half a day later, Zhao Li came to a towering mountain peak.

A stone door was cut out at the foot of the mountain peak, with a tall pillar standing on each side, and strange fonts could be vaguely seen on it.

I don’t know how long the stone gate has been standing, showing the vicissitudes of life and simplicity.

Looking at the strange fonts on both sides, he thought they were meant to introduce a category. Although Zhao Li didn't understand the meaning, he still concentrated on writing down these fonts, and then walked towards the stone gate.

A bluestone road spreads out from the door, extending straight into the distance. Looking along, there are misty clouds at the other end.

Stepping onto the bluestone road is like going to worship heaven.

Zhao Li stopped and did not pass by.

He heard from Li Zhenxuan that this place had been raided. Fortunately, his goal was not the treasure, so he slowly started wandering around the empty hall.

This place is extremely empty, with occasional stone pillars dividing it into several smaller palaces. Zhao Li feels that this looks very much like a sect hall. Perhaps it was filled with people in the past, looking feverishly at the sky in the distant clouds and mist. people.

Even if the purpose was not treasure, Zhao Li still searched carefully in the hall, hoping to find some mechanism that others had not discovered. Maybe he was the special one?
He just turned around and found nothing except a few murals on which people in strange clothes were singing and dancing. Zhao Li smacked his tongue:
"It's like locusts passing through the border. It's so clean."

Similarly, Zhao Li wrote down the mural and walked to the next place.

In front of the stone chamber, Zhao Li looked at the wide open stone door, knowing in his heart that the inside might have been looted.

Zhao Li walked into the secret room, and what he saw were rows of stone shelves. They were carved on the mountain and were integrated. It looked like a library or something like that. Maybe it was filled with various classics in the past. , but now the stone shelf is empty, with nothing left.

After walking around, I found different fonts engraved on the stone shelf. I thought it might be about the classification of the book collection.Zhao Li also wrote them down and moved on to the next place.

There are several places in a row like this. From the looks of it, some are places for alchemy, some are places for refining weapons, and some are places for martial arts training. But along the way, they are all empty. As long as they can be moved, there is nothing left, not even unknown ones. There is not much information.

Zhao Li met a few people by chance, and they were all dejected. They all had Douhuang cultivation, and they probably came with excitement, but they could only return disappointed.

Zhao Li raised his eyebrows. He had gained very little so far. He didn't even know the age or location of this ruins.

With a sinking heart, Zhao Li had no choice but to come to the tomb marked by Li Zhenxuan, fearing that there would be nothing to gain from it.

Zhao Li had no choice but to push the door open and go in.

It was filled with sarcophagi, neatly arranged.

Zhao Li looked at this scene and felt a strange feeling in his heart.

Then something clicked in his mind, and he realized that this place was too tidy.

Although this place was a tomb, its location was not hidden. He didn't believe that someone who had nothing to gain would show respect to the deceased without disturbing him when he came here.

Understanding that this place might be a bit strange, Zhao Li also became cautious.

Zhao Li came to the sarcophagus and carefully lifted it up. It was empty inside. Zhao Li knocked and knocked, but there were no secret passages and compartments. Even the coffin could not be pushed or moved, just like hollowing out the mountain.

Zhao Li opened one sarcophagus after another, but they were all empty.

Suddenly, Zhao Li concentrated. Just now, he felt the black mist in his body move for a moment. Zhao Li stopped and took out the map drawn by Li Zhenxuan and looked at it, but it was not the location he marked. Zhao Li looked at the place in front of him. sarcophagus, wondering in my heart:
"Is it another bite, or...will it move too?"

Zhao Li didn't know that, in order to prevent accidents, he made a thought, covered his body with flames, shot out a line of fighting energy, and opened the sarcophagus.

Seeing that the sarcophagus was still empty, Zhao Li was stunned.

The soul power was detected, and after careful inspection, nothing unusual was found, and there was nothing similar to black mist.

After repeated explorations several times, Zhao Li gave up and walked to the next sarcophagus.

After several attempts in a row, there was still nothing found. Zhao Li breathed a sigh of relief, but he became suspicious. He had already suspected that the black mist was a living thing, so it was normal for there to be strange movements.

However, when he opened a sarcophagus again, the black mist moved again.

Zhao Li stopped, maybe once by chance, but twice in a short period of time. Zhao Li did not believe in such a coincidence.

"No, there must be something fishy here. The black mist is related to these sarcophagi."

Li Zhenxuan also said that the black mist broke into his body in the tomb. This was the only clue to the black mist.

After several inspections, nothing was found.

Zhao Li did not continue to open the coffin. If there was something in the sarcophagus, it would not be left to him. Zhao Li fell into deep thought:
"What is the connection between them? Agency? Or something else?"

After a long time, Zhao Li remembered the decryption game he had played before, his eyes lit up, and he suddenly stepped into the sky and looked down.

There are as many as a hundred sarcophagi below, filling the tomb chamber.

Zhao Li found the coffin marked by Li Zhenxuan, and then looked at the location of the coffin that had just moved twice. Zhao Li closed his eyes and simulated it in his mind, hoping to find out the relationship between them.

After just a moment, Zhao Li opened his eyes and walked to a sarcophagus. There was no doubt that the black mist was moving again!

Zhao Li sensed the strange movement of the black mist, and was not happy, but felt solemn:
"Is that really the case?"

(End of this chapter)