Super Great Fortune Teller

Those ghost soldiers and ghost generals with low practice didn't even leave dust.

Wang Qian took a deep breath. When he came to the dragon and tiger mountain, he found that he was calculated by the old guy Zhang Yi step by step. Before he came in, he didn't know it was so dangerous.

"Well, elder martial sister, in less than 12 hours, Zhang Yi will send us out. Before that, let's see what's in Beimang mountain." Wang Qian said.

Hearing Wang Qian's words, Luo Xiaocao immediately shook his head: "younger martial brother, no I pinched it a little. If we go in now It's too dangerous to die without life. "

Wenlan also nodded and said: "yes, I'd better wait for them to send us out. I can't imagine that this year's daomen Dabi was opened like this, and so many people died."

"Zhang Yidao, Zhang Yidao, I'll see how you explain this time."

When Wang Qian heard what they said, he touched his chin.

He is not a adventurous man. However, when he came here, Zhang Yidao once told him that if he wanted to find the whereabouts of his master's body, he had to explore Beimang mountain.

Wang Qian didn't even tell Luo Xiaocao about it.

"Elder martial sister, we still need to go down to explore, but you don't have to go down with me. I can go down by myself." Wang Qian said.

Luo Xiaocao saw the resolute look in Wang Qian's eyes, so he had to shake his head and said, "forget it, I'd better go with you."

"Elder martial sister Wenlan, you can find a safe place to hide. When the transmission tripod lights up, you can go back."

Wenlan's aunt heard there was no objection and nodded.

Now, she doesn't want to stay here for even one second.

Seeing Luo Xiaocao's insistence, Wang Qian didn't say anything. He nodded and walked into the cave behind him.

After entering the cave, Wang Qian walked forward about 30 meters, and a huge cave appeared in front of him.

It turns out that the whole mountain has been hollowed out.

Wang Qian stood in front of the cave and looked at the scene in front of him. He couldn't help but exclaim: "good means..."

In front of Wang Qian is a magnificent pagoda.

This ten meter pagoda is different from other pagodas. This pagoda is actually made of white bones. It has more than ten stories in height, presenting the shape of a minaret.

The top of the bone tower is a crown in the shape of a jewel.

Wang Qian swallowed his saliva and walked down the path of the cave.

"It turns out that this is the inner hall of Beimang mountain."

Just after taking a step, Wang Qian noticed that his feet were empty. He quickly took back his feet.

Several pieces of rotten wood appeared in his sight. Wang Qian squatted down to crush the sawdust, and then smelled it in his hands.

A bloody smell appeared in Wang Qian's nostrils.

"This is..." Luo Xiaocao squatted down and picked up the nanmu coffin in a tomb.

Wang Qian nodded deeply.

Then the ancient god's eye and the devil's eye worked at the same time, and all the scenery in the mountain was reflected in Wang Qian's eyes.

At this time, he found that the steps under their feet were not steps, but coffins.

One of the cheapest is the nanmu coffin under his feet. The other coffins are the gloomy wood which is rare for thousands of years.

Sunken wood, also known as Oriental God wood, has the title of plant mummy.

Under the condition of perennial hypoxia and high pressure, bacteria and microorganisms undergo thousands of years of carbonization to form sunken wood.

Since ancient times, it has been regarded as an object to ward off evil spirits.

Wang Qian lightly shook his head, looked at Luo Xiaocao and said, "do you know elder martial sister? There is a folk saying that a family with ebony is better than a box of treasure! The so-called ebony is this gloomy wood. "

"The North Mang Mountain Too rich, too... " Wang Qian sighed.

At first glance, there are more than 900 dead coffins.

Compared with this, Wang Qian's property is not worth mentioning.

Luo Xiaocao sighed and said, "even on the Devil Island, I have never seen so many treasures. What is the purpose of Beimang mountain? "

Luo Xiaocao said and walked along the steps to the head of the coffin.

Wang Qian followed Luo Xiaocao.

The style of coffins is old-fashioned, and each coffin is engraved with small characters, which turns out to be seal script.

When Wang Qian saw these words, his eyes were shocked.

The value of the sunken wood here is not only amazing, but also the archaeological value.

Seal characters have a history of at least 2000 years. If the archaeologists in the city see these coffins, their blood pressure will rise rapidly.

Luo Xiaocao looked at the seal characters and said, "Liu Ren Wang Qin of Han family This Is it a royal coffin

"What?" When Wang Qian heard this, he rushed to the front."Elder martial sister, do you know seal script?"

Luo Xiaocao nodded.

"I can't believe that a coffin is a royal family."

Then, they went to the next coffin.

There is a line of Xiaozhuan engraved on the next coffin. Luo Xiaocao was shocked when he read it.

"Another imperial coffin!"

"What?" Wang Qian looked at Luo Xiaocao with a look of shock: "elder martial sister, don't tell me that the owner of this coffin is another emperor?"

Luo Xiaocao nodded deeply. "He was an emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty."

Hiss

Wang Qian took a cold breath.

Then, they went to the next step, and it was still a coffin, and the owner of the coffin was Meng Xu, the overlord of the later Shu Dynasty.

"If the monk is here and sees these big fights, he must be sweating all over his head now." Even Wang Qian couldn't help his heart beating wildly.

"No way, elder martial sister. We have to push away and have a look. These guys in Beimang mountain don't know what they are doing. They haven't come out of the cave all these years. Have they been collecting those imperial tombs secretly?" Then Wang Qian would push the lid of the coffin.

But he was stopped by Luo Xiaocao: "younger martial brother, you can't! Once we really push it away, it's hard for both of us to cope with any accident. "

"Accident?"

"What's wrong with elder martial sister?" Wang Qian smiles. He is already the cultivation of Jiupin.

Even if a congenital strong man comes, he can't help it.

As for the elderly?

Although Wang Qian had never met him, he was also fearless.

He has a lot of means, and ordinary elders can't get any benefits from him.

The so-called "master of Arts" is bold, which means Wang Qian now.

Creak

Wang Qian easily pushed open the coffin.

Luo Xiaocao had to take out his own sword and stand beside Wang Qian to guard.

The moment the coffin was pushed away, a smell of decay came out.

The green light flashed away.

Wang Qian's speed is fast, the first time to send out five breath beads, the green light absorption into.

It turned out to be a ghost of the emperor.