Taoist Master wants to live forever

Chapter 584 Saint's Tomb

An extremely strange aura began to boil, giving him the feeling that a mass of foul-smelling mud that had been stuck in the mud and filth for countless years and had been assimilated into it was awakening.

The disgusting smell almost caused Wen Lianggong to lose his state of tranquility.

The living environment is really too harsh.

Wen Lianggong couldn't help but hold his breath. After immediately turning into his inner circulation world, he let out a long sigh of relief. It was really too dangerous.

He dared to guarantee that even if someone in the late Golden Immortal stage came in and was attacked by this poison gas bomb without preparation, he would be harmed.

This round and square earth is extremely vast and broad, no smaller than the previous blue planet, it is like a small world.

This aura had been boiling for a long time before it slowly stopped and calmed down.

There were several extremely obscure and cold auras sweeping over him, which made him feel a chill in his heart. If he didn't have the ability to change his form, he would have been discovered long ago.

Once he was discovered, the seething smelly sludge in this small world would probably attack him immediately and drag him into the dirty sludge.

The ground beneath my feet, which I thought was soil and rock, is probably made up of these substances.

It was not until this small world was completely quiet and the hidden fluctuations disappeared that Wen Lianggong felt a little relieved.

The obscure scanning wave was extremely rigid, without any agility at all, and was obviously the work of some kind of formation.

More than three months had passed before Wen Lianggong took action.

He had been transformed into a breeze, and after gathering the air currents from all directions and revealing his true form, Wen Lianggong landed quietly on the ground.

He stepped on the solid ground with a serious look on his face.

It is hard to imagine that three months ago this land had turned into a foul and filthy ocean, causing a tremendous force that overturned the heavens and the earth. It was truly terrifying.

Even though a cultivator at the Golden Immortal realm has the power to recreate the universe, hold yin and yang in his hands, and recreate the power of heaven and earth, it is simply unimaginable that a place like this is filled with foul air, a filthy place filled with the most yin and evil.

Where is this place?

Wen Lianggong couldn't help but fall into deep thought. This place really puzzled him.

If it is a large tomb built to imprison a small world, then who is buried here?

Even he, a Golden Immortal, could only avoid it carefully and dared not to touch it head-on.

The mummy that he had pressed into the ground with one hand had disappeared at this moment, as if it had never appeared.

If he had not eliminated the ominous curse in his flesh and blood, and had not used the ominous curse as a coordinate to return to the fairyland, he would have thought it was an illusion.

The only thing that surprised Wen Lianggong was that the soul-guiding lamp was still fixed in mid-air, floating up and down in the void.

Take it!
A thought suddenly arose in his mind, and by the time Wen Lianggong reacted, his right hand had already firmly grasped the pole of the soul-guiding lamp.

"..."

A tingling sensation on his scalp instantly invaded his entire body, almost making his blood freeze.

Wen Lianggong looked blankly at the soul-guiding lamp in his hand that was burning with cold candlelight. The chilly aura was still there, but with the blessing of his indestructible golden body that had surpassed the limit level and the great realm of Golden Immortal, the ominous curse had been completely eliminated. The soul-guiding lamp that had originally caused ominous red hair to grow in his body was no longer abnormal except that it felt slightly cold.

This soul-guiding lamp, which ranks at the level of a post-natal spiritual treasure, should be proof of a certain place...

Now it won’t be sticky.

After pondering for a while, Wen Lianggong, who was still somewhat doubtful, had to accept the soul-guiding lamp. Some strange objects, once locked, will still randomly appear beside you no matter where you throw them. Rather than letting this time bomb explode at any time beside you, it is better to take it actively and have a certain initiative.

It’s not that Wen Lianggong didn’t want to destroy it, but this soul-guiding lamp contained a great secret. If he destroyed it, his intuition was reminding him that he might encounter unimaginable terror.

This made Wen Lianggong hesitate.

After taking back the soul-guiding lamp, Wen Lianggong began to mobilize his magic power and poked the empty space in front of him with the iron rod again.

Bang!
There was a sudden muffled sound in the sky, like a thunder explosion.

"..."

Wen Lianggong's face darkened slightly. This stick, apart from causing the air flow to vibrate and making an air-explosion sound, did not produce any other reaction.

It was the formation pattern of this small world that restricted him, preventing him from breaking through the void.

Only then did he see that around the end of the iron rod where the force was exerted, there were actually billions of array patterns in a small space. In this small world, up and down, all around, there were densely packed and extremely complex and nested void stabilizing magic arrays.

This world has become a Jedi.

Wen Lianggong, who noticed this scene, was silent for a long time.

"Go fuck yourself!"

After a long time, Wen Lianggong couldn't help but curse.

This place has truly become a desperate place, with no way up to heaven and no door into the earth.

The large tomb made in this small world seems to be both a cemetery and a seal.

Wen Lianggong was still unwilling to give up. Just as he was about to pick up the iron rod again and smash it into the void with all his might, an extremely old voice suddenly sounded slowly not far away.

"Don't bother. I have never seen anyone leave this holy tomb."

Wen Lianggong turned around suddenly and saw a skinny old man with disheveled hair and gray streaks of white standing a hundred meters away. Half of his body was buried in the ground, and his cloudy eyes were looking at Wen Lianggong with a hint of mockery.

"It's all in vain. It's better to save some of your magic power. Maybe you can still survive."

"who are you?"

Wen Lianggong had an indifferent expression, and the iron rod in his hand swayed slightly. As long as the opponent made the slightest movement, the iron rod would fall on the opponent's head in the instant.

Seeing Wen Lianggong so defensive, the old man, with half of his body buried in the ground, wandered out for a few dozen meters as if he were in water, maintaining a safe distance, and then he laughed.

"I have no intention of becoming your enemy. Wasting your mana in this damn place is simply courting death."

After a pause, the old man said, "You can think of me as an explorer, but I accidentally got lost in this place... It's been more than eight million years."

Wen Lianggong raised his eyebrows: "Gravedigger?"

This instantly stimulated the old man, and he said hurriedly: "What is a tomb robber? I dare not say, I am just exploring the ancient relics of the predecessors, looking for the truth in the lost years. That period of time was intercepted by an unknown existence, and the truth in it was covered up in the long river of time. I am just trying to find the secrets and complete the history."

Wen Lianggong could only hear Mannian's cold smiles. This old man spoke in a high-sounding manner, but he was actually a tomb robber. He gave himself such a label just to save face.

Wen Lianggong was too lazy to argue any more with this old man in this damn place. Nine out of ten words this guy said were probably lies.

(End of this chapter)