Grand Master of Martial Arts

Chapter 142 The real tomb

"How long can the primordial stone in your magic weapon last?"

Hearing Lin Xuan's question, Guan Ziao gritted his teeth.

"I can hold on for an hour at most!"

Guan Ziao's soul-suppressing tower is an earth-level magic weapon, which can resist the impact of the soul.

But Guan Ziao only had the energy gathering realm and could not activate the earth-level magic weapon. He could only rely on the primordial stones stored in the soul-suppressing tower to support the magic weapon.

"Is it impossible to change the primeval stone in the tower?"

Guan Ziao smiled wryly: "Earth-level magic weapon can only be activated with middle-grade primordial stones."

The vitality stored in a middle-grade primordial stone is equivalent to a thousand low-grade primordial stones, which is very rare.

Not to mention Qianzhou, the entire empire can't get too much.

"In other words, we can only stay in the tomb for an hour at most."

Facing the ancient tomb full of unknowns, an hour is really too urgent.

Lin Xuan suddenly thought of Bai Ling'er in his arms.

Bai Ling'er could even withstand the impact of Huanglong's soul, so why didn't it remind him at all when he was hit by an illusion just now?
"Bai Linger."

Lin Xuan called out, and Bai Linger's confused voice sounded in his mind.

"Ok?"

This tone... It sounds like reluctance to be woken up while sleeping.

Lin Xuan was helpless...when he was so nervous, Bai Linger actually... fell asleep.

"Bai Ling'er, don't sleep."

Bai Ling'er came to her senses, and got her head out of Lin Xuan's arms. It scanned the surroundings and opened its mouth.

"Strange soul fluctuations, Lin Xuan, just now you got an illusion?"

"Yeah, if you hadn't fallen asleep, I wouldn't have the time to stand still for a stick of incense."

Bai Linger acted like a baby.

"Sorry, I was too sleepy just now! I promise not to sleep."

Lin Xuan was stunned for a moment, and he suddenly realized that Bai Ling'er stopped stuttering when speaking?

"Bai Linger, your voice..."

Bai Ling'er said with a playful smile: "My realm has improved, and the inheritance in my blood is more complete. I have completely mastered your human language, and I won't be as clumsy as before."

This is a good thing, communication is not as strenuous as before.

Guan Ziao looked at Bai Ling'er in Lin Xuan's arms, and asked strangely.

"Your spirit beast?"

Lin Xuan nodded, without explaining too much, Bai Ling'er has a special status, so it's best not to arouse suspicion.

"Time is running out, let's hurry up and act!"

"it is good!"

Guan Ziao released the Soul Rescue Tower again, enveloping the two of them.

Lin Xuan retreated and acted immediately.

Without the illusion, Lin Xuan and Guan Ziao rushed to the end of the corridor in just half a bowl of tea.

However, at the end of the corridor, there are two forks.

Guan Ziao frowned.

"Which way to go? We don't have time to go one by one!"

Lin Xuan's expression was also dignified, what to do.

Just as he was frowning, Bai Ling'er's voice sounded from his mind.

"The soul on the right fluctuates more!"

Lin Xuan was shocked, and immediately said to Guan Ziao.

"Go to the right!"

Guan Ziao had no idea in mind, so he could only choose to trust Lin Xuan's judgment.

The two ran into the fork on the right, and after running for dozens of steps, there were two forks.

Guan Ziao couldn't help but curse.

"Is this a labyrinth?"

Bai Linger's voice sounded again.

"left!"

Lin Xuan entered the left fork without hesitation, and Guan Ziao hurriedly chased after him.

Along the way, the two bumped into a total of twelve forks before finally walking out.

If it weren't for Bai Linger, the two of them would never have been able to get out of the maze within an hour.

In front of Lin Xuan, a tomb door appeared again.

Bai Linger reminded.

"There is a scary guy inside, you must be careful!"

Lin Xuan hummed, he already knew when he was fighting the puppet that the soul of the owner of the ancient tomb hadn't dissipated yet.

But he won't feel scared because of this, he has an exclusive ultimate move against souls.

Kamiyama!

Even the soul of the wild dragon cannot escape the joint hunting of thousands of great emperors. What kind of waves can a mere soul master turn out?
But the soul master is too mysterious, Lin Xuan still maintains full vigilance.

The second tomb door is the same as the previous tomb door, engraved with patterns of monsters fighting.

Guan Ziao said.

"It's a trap door, I'll deal with it."

Guan Ziao fixed his eyes on the tomb door, and carefully recorded every detail of the pattern on the tomb door in his mind.

"All right!"

He took a deep breath and walked to the tomb door, only to hear a bang, and the mechanism inside the tomb door immediately started to work.

The pattern on the tomb door was quickly disrupted.

Guan Ziao stretched out his hand to draw a pattern, and a suction force gushed out from the tomb door, sucking away part of his energy.

Guan Ziao's face turned pale instantly, and he withdrew his hand like lightning.

The vitality consumed to move the pattern on the second tomb door is much more than that of the first tomb door!

Unless he can restore the pattern to its original state in one step, his vitality must not be enough!
The pattern on the door of the tomb changed too fast just now, no matter how good his memory was, he couldn't remember every change.

A good move, he couldn't do it.

Lin Xuan walked to the door of the tomb and asked.

"what happened?"

Guan Ziao said in despair: "I'm afraid I won't be able to solve it."

Lin Xuan was a little strange.

"is it hard?"

"Of course it's difficult!"

Guan Ziao almost vomited blood, if it wasn't difficult, how could he be so desperate?
When he was about to explain to Lin Xuan why it was difficult to crack the tomb door, he saw Lin Xuan put both hands on the tomb door.

"Wait a moment……"

It takes energy to move the pattern of the tomb door. If Lin Xuan's energy is exhausted, who will be in charge of vigilance when he cracks it?

However, before Guan Ziao finished speaking, Lin Xuan's hands were transformed into phantoms, and the pattern of the tomb door under his hand was changing at an astonishing speed.

But within three breaths, Lin Xuan stopped.

It wasn't that his vitality was exhausted, but that the pattern on the tomb door had returned to its original state.

"Boom!"

As the tomb door slowly opened, Guan Ziao's mouth grew bigger and bigger.

"You... how did you do it?!"

He could see very clearly that when restoring the pattern of the tomb door, Lin Xuan didn't make a single mistake!

Lin Xuan looked calm.

"I have a photographic memory."

But Lin Xuan will never forget anything he has seen in his lifetime, and it is precisely because of this that he was selected by the eight emperors in the last days, bestowed on Shenshan, and inherited 3000 million cheat books.

Guan Ziao was convinced.

After the tomb door is opened, it is the real tomb.

The tomb is very large, but there are very few things on display. There is only a sarcophagus in the center of the tomb, which attracts attention.

Bai Linger reminded.

"Lin Xuan, the source of soul fluctuations is in the sarcophagus!"

Lin Xuan summoned the Frightening Sword, and he already felt that the danger was approaching.

Guan Ziao excitedly shouted in a low voice: "I saw the poisonous toad silkworm!"

Lin Xuan followed Guan Ziao's gaze, and in the corner of the sarcophagus, there was indeed a poisonous silkworm toad that had turned into a fossil.

(End of this chapter)