The System Takes Me to Practice

Hey!

Lord Lü shook his head, pinched a complicated gesture, and took out a black talisman seal and pasted it on the preacher. Then everyone saw the white paper reemerge and was finally set ablaze out of thin air.

"Well, what's wrong with me?"

The preacher only felt a flower in front of his eyes, and when he reacted, he felt in a trance, his eyes became clear after a while.

"Nothing, you just lost your mind."

Lord Lu stepped forward.

"Oh!"

The preacher uttered no doubt, and then led everyone to the entrance of the fairy mound.

The entrance was small, only two meters wide. Two pillars were placed against the top of the tomb. The pillars were carved with ancient beasts. As for what it was, Yang Fan couldn't understand it.

"Taoist, have you come in before?"

Jian Wudao said, he has sacrificed his own long sword, ready to deal with danger at any time.

"I came in once, but I only walked for a long time. The inside is too complicated and circumstantial. If I hadn't made a mark in advance, I am afraid I would really not be able to get out."

"Cut, I can come out with a mark."

The lord looked disdainful.

"What do you know, every time this tomb is opened, it will come back to life, and the way forward will change every few hours. It is useless to leave a mark on the spot."

Ma Yun, Shi Zijin, Jian Wudi, and Lu Ye's complexion changed slightly. This tomb is actually alive, and it will move once in a few hours.

They are not fools. The preachers say that it is useless to rely on marks, and that spiritual knowledge is useless.

"Look at how timid you are. Really, I regret knowing you. If you don't go in, I will go in?"

Jian Wudi hesitated for a moment, and then, Lv Ye followed up second, followed by Ma Yun and Shi Zijin, and finally the preacher.

There is an opaque barrier at the entrance of the fairy mound, and you will enter the fairy mound by passing through this.

When he came to the barrier, Yang Fan took a deep breath and stepped into it, followed by Jian Wudi and others.

Just after Yang Fan and his party entered the tomb, Xu Liqi and the three also came to the entrance of the tomb.

"Senior Sister, this...are we going to follow up? I heard someone say that a golden fairyland powerhouse fell inside not long ago."

Xu Xin was a little timid, the golden fairyland powerhouse, in the Xianwu Sect, they were all inner disciples, and he could be pinched to death with a finger.

Xu Liqi frowned slightly, and Xu Xin's words made her hesitate. Qiao Peng and Xu Xin were both her little brothers. If something happened, she really didn't know how to explain to the elder.

In Xianwu Sect, unless there is a disciple who betrays the sect, the death will be traced to the end. Every disciple is the treasure of Xianwu Sect. From the establishment of Xianwuzong to the present, there has never been a case of others beheading a disciple without permission from Xianwuzong.

"Go, with me here, I will definitely protect you."

Gradually, it was Xu Liqi's obsession to bring Yang Fan back to Immortal Wuzong, but she didn't notice this.

At this time, in a dead end in the fairy mound, Yang Fan and his party appeared out of thin air, and there was a slight spatial fluctuation where they appeared.

"It's actually a random transmission, which is kind of interesting."

As soon as he stood firm, Yang Fan observed the surroundings in the way of seeking dragons, and with just one glance, Yang Fan looked around.

I have to say that the Dragon Hunting Art is powerful on the tomb robbers, at least Yang Fan has been in the cultivation world for so long, and he has not seen any tomb robbers or masters of tomb robbers.

When a group of people came out of this dead end, they saw that there were many passages around, and there were branches on each passage, but only by relying on the Dragon Hunting Technique to find the right path, everything could only rely on luck.

Thinking of this, Yang Fan suddenly remembered that he still had some Qi Luck. Qi Luck was very advanced, indescribable, invisible, intangible, and more illusory than the way of cause and effect.

At this time, Yang Fan smiled and took out a shoe. The lord scratched his head, not understanding how Yang Fan had to bring shoes with him.

Because Yang Fan was standing at the forefront of the team, seeing this scene, the others showed curiosity.

"Brother Yang, what do you want to do?"

Seeing that Yang Fan looked around, the preacher thought he was hesitating which way to choose.

What everyone didn't know was that on the preacher, there was a map about the tomb that could reach the burial place of the immortal king in the center. The preacher did not tell anyone about this.

What exactly will be in the grave of a fairy king is self-evident.

Even if Yang Fan, Lvye and others have a good relationship with the preacher, if such a big temptation is placed there, it will be swallowed by individuals.

Therefore, the preacher is waiting for an opportunity to leave the team in a fair manner, but the preacher’s thought is destined to fail.

"System, turn on the aura of luck."

"Ding, the aura of air luck has already started, consuming one hundred points of air luck every second."

Only one hundred gas luck in one second, Yang Fan already has 25,000 gas luck, and he doesn't care about these few seconds.

I saw Yang Fan holding the shoe in his right hand and flicking it gently.

The passage is very ordinary, and some golden and red blood stains can be seen scattered on the ground, but it has already dried up.

Everyone originally thought that Yang Fan would use some magical power to find the right path, but they didn't expect to throw shoes to ask for directions. Why are you so floating? Why don't you use stones?

"Brother Yang, you..."

The lord covered his eyes and looked at him ashamed to look at him. It was so funny, he had never seen such a funny person.

"I know you must be laughing at me in your heart, but I am not simply throwing shoes to ask for directions, but using air luck. As long as I use air luck, there will be invisible power guiding me to go. Place. So no matter how I throw it, the direction of the toe is this side."

After speaking, Yang Fan faced everyone and slammed it towards the ceiling. The shoe bounced a few times and finally landed, but the direction of the toe of the shoe was still the normal passage on the right.

Seeing that everyone still didn't quite believe it, Yang Fan deliberately threw the heel in that direction.

Just when everyone thought that the results would be different, the shoes suddenly flipped 180 degrees in the air uncontrollably. When they landed, the toe of the shoe still faces the channel on the right.

"This......"

Everyone kept silent, just now, they locked it firmly with their divine consciousness and found that there was no abnormality in the shoes from beginning to end, and they did not know why the shoes suddenly flipped in the air, as if they were destined to do so.

"Go, it's absolutely correct to take this path."

Everyone looked at Shi Zijin, he was the strongest here, hoping to give an answer.

"Don't look at me, I don't see anything."