Zombie: Leaving Maoshan, I am refining the corpse immortal in western Hunan

Similar to Ning Yi's situation is Chen Yulou.

Through his night eyes, he saw the truth about the steps around him.

"Yes, yes, that's what I was about to say." Jin Abacus said: "I'm afraid only the hanging soul ladder can trap us here for so long~"

Several people were discussing the organization on the spot. When Chen Yulou heard the movement here, he also gathered around.

"We have been gone for almost a stick of incense, but we are still running in circles. The road we came from has also disappeared due to the operation of the mechanism."

"I've only heard of this hanging soul ladder. What kind of mechanism is it? Is it a ghost beating a wall?"

Everyone around them was spinning in circles, and the brothers in Xieling soon began to panic.

Ning Yi took out a cigar and banged it in his hand a few times, "I heard that Senior Jin Abacus's accomplishments in dividing gold and fixing acupuncture points are as good as those of his master. I guess he has already thought of a way?"

Jin Abacus smiled and said, "Sure enough, nothing can be hidden from your eyes."

"Yes, when I found out that this is the Hanging Soul Staircase, I already discovered that this Hanging Soul Staircase has Yin and Yang."

"All the stone steps are based on Tai Chi Yin Yang and Bagua Five Elements."

"In the early days of Gai Jue, Tai Chi gave birth to two yin, two yin gave birth to four images, and four images gave birth to Bagua."

"The eight trigrams interact with each other and are divided into 64 hexagrams."

"Each hexagram has fourteen lines."

"This hanging soul ladder originates from this, and all changes cannot escape the changes in the hexagrams of the day after tomorrow."

The golden abacus counted with his fingers, and the expression on his face showed confidence.

He smiled and said: "Sure enough, this tomb probably does not belong to King Wen of Zhou or Taigong Jiang."

"This mechanism is just another form of hexagram 64, but all changes are within the change."

He said and walked about a third of the way along the stone steps at the back to burn incense.

Finally, he stopped where he was and said, "Under my feet is the Nine-Five of the Sleeping Trigram. As long as the younger generation understands a little bit about the principles of acquired trigrams, I'm afraid they can break this mechanism."

"If masters like King Wen of Zhou and Taigong Jiang participated in the design of the ancient tomb mechanism,

I don't believe that the mechanism can be so simple. I speculate that the construction of this tomb is very likely to be outdated.

Most of the people buried in the tomb are the children or grandchildren of King Wen. "

"Senior is so sure?"

Although Ning Yi understood the plot, the plot did not clearly explain whose tomb it was.

But what is certain is that Li Chunfeng must have entered this tomb.

The owner of this tomb is probably deeply related to King Wen of Zhou Dynasty.

"Only [-]% sure."

After Jin Abacus finished speaking, he glanced at his feet and asked Chen: "Brother, do you believe me?"

"Why don't you believe it?" Elder Liao Chen felt for a moment that he was back to the time when the three brothers went to the grave.

As soon as he finished speaking, he jumped down.

Next to Chen Yulou, the partridge whistle was quietly waiting for the movement below.

The Partridge Whistle asked: "Master, is everything going well?"

It was completely dark below, and Partridge Whistle was deeply touched by the ease with which his master chose to trust his junior brother without hesitation.

But it is often easy to encounter accidents when going to the tomb, and it is not just a matter of trust.

"It doesn't matter, you can come down too."

Elder Chen's voice came from below.

So Partridge Whistle jumped down second and joined Elder Liao Chen.

After Ning Yi also jumped to the bottom, Jin Abacus pointed to the passage in front of Elder Chen: "Brother, the light this time can definitely be from the right of the exit."

"The attainments in this hexagram."

A person who can create the acquired gossip through the innate gossip, if he designs a mechanism, with his ability,

Jin Abacus is certain that he will probably not make it out alive.

"Senior, have we really found the exit?"

Hua Maguai stared ahead, always feeling a little unsure.

"Don't worry. When we get here, I'm afraid we're already within easy reach of the Hades Hall of the Western Zhou Dynasty Tomb."

According to the judgment of the Golden Abacus, no matter how big the Western Zhou tomb is, it must be surrounded by the inner Tibetan tomb.

I'm afraid there won't be a simple mechanism like the Suspended Soul Ladder behind, maybe the real danger is about to come.

0184 Black-faced man with a black face, mutation of the immortal soul technique

After leaving the Hanging Soul Ladder, he passed through the cave entrance and came to a fairly open passage.

There are three passages ahead, and there are natural caves along the way.

At this time, a strange sound came from not far away from the cave.

Ning Yi looked along the source of the sound.

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Soon someone among the crowd took a flashlight and shined it in the direction of the sound.

I saw a big face emerging from a cave above.

There is no color in this face.

The grotesque face, the size of a basin, was hidden in the corner of the cave, and you couldn't see where the hands and feet were.

Through his eyes, Ning Yi instantly saw the outline around the face clearly.

"Is this a black-faced bastard?"

This big face formed a weird smile, and everyone stared at the big face and couldn't help but swallow nervously.

Especially when Ning Yi stood in this place, he felt for a long time that a large amount of energy was flowing from all directions.

The secret technique of swallowing souls is indeed a magic technique. He had just reached this point and he had already sensed the energetic mutant spiders around him.

"Black-faced spider?" Chen Yulou had naturally heard of this kind of spider.

But he said to everyone with a strange expression: "I have seen a black-faced spider in a book, but the book records that this kind of spider is no more than two inches long."

"The size in front of me is probably two feet!"

Looking at the surrounding stones, we can see that this kind of spider silk is distributed in many places.

200 Elder Liaochen held a Zen staff in his hand, and Jin Abacus handed him a knife.

"The spiders here are so huge that your Zen staff may not be able to kill them."

"Just keep it to yourself and defend yourself. The spiders here are really different. I'm afraid it's because of the special dragon vein feng shui here."

In Mojin Xiaowei's eyes, what he was looking at was Feng Shui. If a few more decades passed, he might be talking about science.

"Guys, if I tell you that the one in front of you is only a juvenile, don't be scared to death."

Ning Yi had a strange smile on his face and released the Chongming Bird beside him.

Like the six-winged centipede, the natural enemies of these black-faced centipedes still include chickens.

Although the current Chongming has gradually separated from the chicken species in terms of blood.

But its abilities are a sublimated version of birds like chickens.

As soon as Chongming appeared, there was a phoenix cry!

The loud sound instantly spread in all directions.

In the eyes of these dark-faced worms, there are no natural enemies that can deal with them.

Birds that they once could devour freely are now their favorite foods.

The sound of spiders crawling suddenly came from all directions.

Ning Yi held Yixi sword in his hand.

That hand had already mastered the sword-drawing skills, and was just waiting for the black-faced man himself to be sent over to practice with him.

"squeak--"

"Squeaky-"

"Chirp!"

Chongming let out a soft cry and rushed towards Hei Suihui.

Even a man with a black face and a chubby body the size of a washbasin is still not enough to look at in front of Chongming now.

One claw went down and directly penetrated the body of the black-faced turtle.

What follows is a devouring meal.

Chongmingniao’s crushing victory gave everyone behind them a huge boost.

Suddenly, a spider thread hit the ground above everyone's head, and Ning Yi skillfully dodged it.

Staring at a huge spider, it was aiming at him with its webs.

"Chongming, come here."

Following Ning Yi's call, the Chongming Bird flew back to him.

Ning Yi jumped onto Chongming's back.

Everyone around was fighting with the group of black-faced people, only a few like Partridge Whistle, who stretched out their arms vigorously,