Grave Robber: Beginnings Fusion Hydra Cypress

After the fat man woke up, he gasped for air and said with lingering fear.

"I just saw the woman in this painting actually stretched out a hand and grabbed my throat. She was speechless. It really scared me to death!"

Wang Kaixuan also wiped his hands with cold sweat and expressed his opinion immediately.

"Fat Master, it's not your fault, we all have been tricked."

"Only my brother and Mr. Ji are fine. What is going on?"

Ji Changsheng immediately told the corpse moth, and after everyone listened, they all couldn't help but tremble.

This King Xian's evil technique is not only vicious and strange, but also inhumane. He even doesn't spare his own wife!

Hu Bayi looked at the door hole in the wall and said immediately.

"Mr. Ji, since King Xian's wife is guarding the door, then there should be the main tomb chamber behind this door."

Ji Changsheng looked at the deep doorway. He originally wanted the others to stay outside, so he could go in alone to get the Muchen Bead.

But then I thought about it. After many hardships, the group finally reached the main tomb chamber. It would be unreasonable if they were not allowed to go in and take a look.

"Do you want to see what King Xian looks like? Come with me."

After that, he walked in.

When the others heard that this was the main tomb of King Xian, they felt a little excited and quickly followed in.

Behind the door is the main tomb of King Xian. It looks like a natural cave without many traces of artificial carvings.

There are many stone pillars in the cave, and the cave wall is glowing with a faint white light, which seems to be made of some kind of white quartzite.

After walking a few hundred meters, we reached the deepest part of the cave.

I saw some simple murals on the surrounding cave walls. Compared with the exquisite ones outside, these murals were simply inferior and defective.

What's even more strange is that in the entire tomb, apart from a small bronze coffin, there is only one alchemy furnace.

There were no grave goods and no other coffins could be seen.

When everyone saw it, they were all dumbfounded.

The main tomb is much simpler than expected. The murals are very scrawled and perfunctory, like a child's graffiti. There is no decent burial object. It doesn't look like a place where a king is buried.

The fat man and Wang Kaixuan looked at each other, and without saying a word, they opened the lid of the bronze coffin.

There was no corpse inside, only a carved feather feather coat and two broken bronze swords.

The fat man picked up the carved feather coat and frowned.

"This thing looks like it was worn by primitive people. Is King Xian so shabby?"

The carved feather feather garment is a garment made of the feathers of old eagles. In ancient times, it was a robe that could only be worn by wizards. It symbolized the status of the clergy and was only worn during major sacrificial activities.

As a Witch King, it is not surprising that King Xian has such a robe.

Wang Kaixuan picked up the two ancient swords, looked at them, and threw them aside with a look of disgust.

"It's so different from what I saw in the museum. It's just like scrap metal."

Hu Bayi took a look and said.

"This is a magic weapon, not a weapon, but its value is indeed not high."

Shirley Yang walked to the broken pill furnace, looked at it, and shook her head in disappointment.

"It's just a symbolic thing and has no value."

Although the tomb was large, it was empty. Everyone searched around and found nothing else.

Everyone's eyes were turned to Ji Changsheng.

"Mr. Ji, is this really the tomb of King Xian?"

Ji Changsheng did not answer, but looked at the simple murals attentively.

Although these murals are very crude, their contents are shocking!

Several of them are about the process of building the underground palace of King Xian, as well as King Xian's subjugation of the evil gods in Zhelong Mountain and his conquest of the local indigenous people.

The mountain god of primitive indigenous belief is the mandrill, and the evil god surrendered by King Xian is the undead insect.

These contents are exactly the same as their speculations and have little reference value.

What really caught Ji Changsheng's attention was the last painting.

There is a majestic man in the painting, wearing a feathered coat, with two ancient swords beside him, and he is holding a shackle for divination.

This person should be King Xian!

King Xian saw some strange scenes through divination.

But what he saw was not a fairy mountain, but a castle, built on the top of a towering mountain, with white clouds lingering below.

In the palace in the middle of the castle, a huge eyeball is enshrined!

To be precise, it is an eyeball-shaped totem.

This eyeball seems to be on a high mountain top, looking down at all living beings indifferently!

Next to the eyeball totem stood some people in strange clothes, who seemed to be clergymen who served the eyeball.

When Shirley Yang saw the mural, she immediately blurted out.

"This thing should be the Muchen Bead, right?"

This eyeball totem has the same shape as the curse on them. It is probably the legendary Muchen Bead!

Hu Bayi's eyes lit up and he said.

"Although I have never seen this shrine, when I was a soldier in Kunlun Mountain, I once saw ancient corpses dressed in strange clothes!"

He was talking about the clergy who served the eyeball totem.

Hu Bayi and Shirley Yang looked at each other, with a hint of excitement in their expressions.

"Mr. Ji, these murals indicate that King Xian must have the Muchen Bead in his hand, right?"

That was not what Ji Changsheng was thinking about. He was surprised that King Xian actually saw the Kunlun Palace through the Muchen Bead!

In this way, everything seems to make sense.

The Zhuochen Pearl was obtained by the ancestors of the Zagrama tribe from the bottomless ghost cave, and through this thing, they gained the ability of prophecy!

Later, after King Xian got the Zhuochen Pearl, he also gained this ability and saw the Kunlun Palace!

He mistakenly thought that the Kunlun Palace was the heavenly palace where the immortals lived in the legend, so he was obsessed with the way of cultivating immortals.

And Ji Changsheng also has this ability!

Just now, he saw the little brother chasing them in his mind, and that scene was exactly this Kunlun Palace!

If this ability is not wrong, he saw the future!

This indicates that in the near future, Ji Changsheng and the tomb-raiding trio will go to the Kunlun Palace, where they will be chased by the little brother, seriously injured, and their lives are hanging by a thread!

Thinking of this, Ji Changsheng couldn't help but look at the little brother.

The words that Er Yuehong said flashed in his mind.

"Mr. Ji, have you ever doubted whether Zhang Qiling's amnesia is true?"

Is the little brother really hiding something from everyone!

The little brother felt that Ji Changsheng was looking at him, and he also looked over.

"Mr. Ji, I remember now."

"I've been to the place on this mural!"

Kunlun Palace!

The young man had been to the tomb of King Xian more than two hundred years ago, and had also been to Kunlun Palace. It seems that this person's past is really not simple.

Ji Changsheng stared at him for a long time, and then nodded slightly.

"Then let's go again."