White Bone Monkey King

A dying monkey lying in a pit.

It was covered in blood and looked weakly in the direction of the human-dragon man.

Even though the human-dragon man possessed the strange recovery ability of his body, he was still suppressed by the Duwei General and was unable to take out his hand to save it.

General Duwei's blood and inner energy are so powerful that people are shocked.

This man is definitely a martial arts master in the military.

Wherever you go.

Leaving behind a sky filled with true energy and fists.

The body of the human-dragon man was beaten to pieces again and again, and the man-dragon man was defeated step by step.

The monkey was dying and looked at the leather string murals on the cliff.

Those leather string murals are like the shadows of skins, peeled off from the rocks. Take a sip of merit incense from Mr. Feng Shui, recite the incense and love from Mr. Feng Shui, and disappear into the gate of hell, letting go of thousands of years of resentment.

The original siege situation.

It was easily destroyed by a feng shui master and a Beidou backer feng shui bureau.

original……

So many thousand-year-old leather strings are their biggest help.

But now...

squeak!

The monkey was so angry that he coughed up blood and spit out the dust in his nose and mouth.

At this time, the heavily injured and dying monkey heard the footsteps. Its eyes were weak and blurred, and it subconsciously looked in the direction of the footsteps. At this time, it had lost its earlier aggressiveness and expressionless expression.

It was too badly injured.

Hearing footsteps at this time, he couldn't tell whether the footsteps were auditory hallucinations caused by his serious injury... As a result, he saw a dull expression, sharpening a sword dully, holding a broken arm of a person in his hand, and walking from the cliff path. Edge returns.

The severed arm was still bleeding.

He sharpened his sword and walked towards Jin'an.

The monkey, who was seriously injured and unconscious, seemed to vaguely hear the hazy, fuzzy, and drifting farther and farther away: "Master... my disciple let the corpse-carrying man escape..."

Zhizhi——

The monkey touched the injury and spat out another large mouthful of blood. This time the blood was mixed with the fragments of internal organs. Its chest rose and fell violently, which seemed to represent its unwillingness and final despair.

It can't figure it out.

Why are these strong men willing to help Jin An, why are they willing to gather around Jin An...

It looked up at the demon-like man standing at the edge of the tunnel, overlooking it.

It lay scarred in a deep pit.

His vision gradually dimmed.

Looking up at the man who looked like a demon.

"Mr. Yuan...and the leader of the Wutong Divine Sect...will not let you go..."

The monkey's chest rose and fell more and more slowly, until finally there was no breath at all. The injury was so heavy that it was already unconscious, and the resentment in its heart lingered for a long time. The monkey could not speak human words, and finally died in this cold, dark tomb with no temperature from the outside world.

Monkeys are cunning and insidious by nature. To prevent the monkey from cheating his death, Jin An raised his foot and stepped on the monkey's forehead.

Boom!

The earth and rocks exploded, creating a large pit on the spot, and Jin An's kick missed.

This monkey is indeed cunning by nature, cheating death with him!

But Jin An seemed to have been prepared for it, and did not give the monkey a chance to escape. The monkey escaped quickly, and he struck faster, tearing the air with his fist, making an air explosion, and the domineering fist style chased him instantly.

Suddenly!

The monkey turned back and sneered at Jin An. The nine dragons on the platform, the last headless human dragon corpse after exploding the eight corpse pills, suddenly got up and turned around. The headless body stared at Jin An strangely.

Boom!

The corpse elixir exploded, and endless cold flames of corpse fire exploded from the corpse, sweeping towards the old Taoist priests, mourners, and swordsmen around Jin An.

ah!

The screams of the old Taoist priest and the mourners soon stopped abruptly.

"You're looking for death!"

Jin An shouted angrily.

…

…

This is a pitch-black narrow tunnel, cough, cough, cough.

After the old Taoist priest recovered from the dizzy fall, he groped in the darkness for a while, shouting the names of Jin An, Xiejian, the Country Goddess and others with a disgraced face.

But in this narrow tunnel with nothing to see, no one answered him.

The old Taoist priest covered his buttocks with one hand and groped the narrow passage in the darkness with the other, limping along: "Mom, the kick of sharpening the sword is really cruel. I don't know how to protect my old Taoist sword." I don’t know how to tighten my legs, I almost kicked my ass in half.”

"It doesn't seem right..."

"Human beings have two butts, right?"

It turned out that when the monkey detonated the corpse pill, Sharp Sword had quick eyes and quick hands. At that time, there was no time to find a cover. Sharp Sword kicked them all into the cracks in the platform.

After repeated explosions of Corpse Pills and another battle, the platform was already shaky and unstable, tearing open many cracks in the dark stone.

So he sharpened his sword and kicked them all into the crack.

Who knew there was actually a narrow passage hidden under this crack.

The old Taoist priest limped and groped in the darkness for a while, and suddenly he felt a cold hand in the darkness.

The old Taoist priest trembled and withdrew his hand.

He almost didn't scream out in fright at the sudden cold hand.

Fortunately, old Taoist priests are also brave people.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to be a wandering Taoist priest who performs rituals for people and exorcises evil spirits.

The old Taoist priest subconsciously held his breath and remained motionless. After waiting quietly for a while, he saw that there was no movement in the darkness, so he dared to move slightly with the soles of his feet. He faced forward but quietly backed up.

After walking some distance away, the old Taoist priest stepped on something. He looked happy in the darkness and lowered his head to touch it. Sure enough, it was his big treasure, the Tai Chi Bagua robe that had been lost when he was kicked off by a sharp sword.

The old Taoist priest picked up the Tai Chi Bagua bag on the ground, and then skillfully took out a candle from the bag.

When the candle burned, the old Taoist priest used the candle as a makeshift torch. He finally saw clearly what the cold palm he had just touched was. It was a woman's corpse.

But the woman's body had dried up and was so dehydrated that it shrank like a mummy in the desert.

The mummy was tightly wrapped around the roots of the tree and clung to the cave wall.

When he saw the distant scene with the help of the small flame of the candle, the old Taoist priest couldn't help but take a breath, mother!

This is a manually repaired tomb passage.

The tomb passages extend in all directions.

There are many forks in the road.

The walls, heads, and feet of the tomb passage are covered with large bloody tree roots. The smallest parts of these scarlet, scarlet tree roots are as thick as vines, and like human meridians and blood vessels, they adhere to the body. In the tomb passage.

This is a scarlet, bloody tomb passage.

And these scarlet roots wrapped around the densely packed corpses and stuck tightly to the heads and walls of the tomb passage. The blood was sucked away, turning into mummies with painfully distorted facial features, still retaining the painful appearance of stretching out their hands and struggling in life.

The old Taoist priest Guang saw no less than a dozen mummies in front of him with the help of a weak candlelight.

These people were all living people who were pushed into the tomb as if they were martyrs and sacrificed while they were still alive.

The old Taoist priest was so shocked by the scene in front of him that he stood still. He was so focused on watching that he didn't even notice the person coming behind him.

"Old Taoist, these should be the roots of the soul-nurturing tree above that extend into the ground. This tomb passage should be a burial pit. The Lord of Teng Kingdom sacrificed human beings to the soul-nurturing tree, and then let the soul-nurturing tree feed him back."

"!"

The old Taoist priest was so frightened that his heart almost jumped out of his throat. Fortunately, he recognized the familiar voice. When he turned around, he saw it was Jin An. The old Taoist priest was shocked and complained about why Jin An was walking silently. Then he was surprised and told Jin An Reunion.

"Little brother, what are you holding in your hand?" The old Taoist priest noticed that Jin An was holding something dark in his hand.

Jin An raised his hand. It was a monkey, but the monkey had been dead for a long time. Its hands, feet and tail were weak and drooping. Its chest and forehead bones were severely deformed. All the bones in its body were smashed by a huge force.

"Little brother, did you really kill this monkey?"

The old Taoist priest looked at Jin An with his mouth slightly open in surprise. Sure enough, he was still the little brother Niubi, who killed whenever he asked, and he really did it!

"Well, it is indeed dead this time. It tried to escape out of its body just now. Even its soul was beaten to pieces by me. It didn't even have the chance to be reincarnated." Jin An said lightly, and then asked if he had seen it. Sharp Sword, Feng Shui Master, Captain and the others?

Jin An still has something to say.

He killed the monkey this time and finally had the Dao sense to feel Yin De.

Five thousand virtues.

The old Taoist priest first gave Jin An a thumbs up and said that the devil is indeed one foot taller than the Taoist, and this underworld ferryman is crushed by you, little brother. Then he shook his head and said that he had never met Xiejian and the others.

As a result, as soon as the old Taoist priest finished speaking, he heard footsteps behind him. It was Mr. Feng Shui who was joining them.

"Master Jin An, Daozhang Chen, great, you are all fine!"

"Just now I saw the light of candles here, and I wondered if it was Master Chen and Mr. Jin An who are here. I remembered that there were a lot of incense candles and paper money in Mr. Chen's Tai Chi Bagua bag. Sure enough, I met Mr. Jin An and Mr. Chen An. ."

"Thank you, Taoist Master Chen, for bringing these incense candles to the tomb. Otherwise, the tomb passage is so big, we wouldn't be able to join together so quickly."

Mr. Feng Shui's last words almost made the old Taoist priest praise him so much that he started talking to Mr. Feng Shui about the rich experience he had accumulated from traveling all over the country over the years.

This time it was indeed thanks to the old Taoist priest. Under the weak flame of the incense candle in the old Taoist priest's hand, they found several extinguished torches at the crash site.

When these torches were lit, the lighting in the bloody tomb passage became much brighter.

And it was precisely with these torches that more people began to gather, and mourners and country goddesses gathered around them from different paths.

Jin An and the others were originally standing at the point of fall, and they had not fallen for a long time and had not strayed far, so when they saw the light of the torch, they quickly reunited.

"Sister, am I the most reliable at the critical moment? Hehe."

To be reunited with the country goddess again, the old Taoist priest holding a torch in his hand, pretending to be deep in the world, twisted his beard to the country goddess with an air of Taoism and immortality.

Not to mention, the old Taoist priest is really a bit thin and has the taste of immortal Taoist bones.

But he just has a bad mouth.

"Taoist Master Chen is indeed very powerful. This time it is all thanks to Taoist Chen." The country goddess said one thing after another, approving the old Taoist priest's achievements this time.

One word from the country goddess was better than ten words of praise from the Feng Shui master. The old Taoist priest was so happy that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear on the spot.

Jin An looked at the old Taoist priest and the country goddess, shook his head, and then discussed some cultivation issues with Mr. Feng Shui while waiting for others to come and join them after seeing the light of the torch.

But after waiting for about a stick of incense, Chi Jian, General Duwei, and the abbot of Bailong Temple didn't even show up.

"Could it be that they were one step ahead of us and returned to the tomb of the Lord of Teng Kingdom above us?" the old Taoist priest guessed.

Unexpectedly, Jin An shook his head: "The main tomb chamber was not far from collapse after the corpse elixir explosion and subsequent destruction. Just after the underworld ferryman detonated the last corpse elixir, the platform where the coffin was placed completely collapsed , the only way out is buried, and we can’t return the way we came for the time being.”

"So I think Chi Jian, Du Wei and the others should still be in the tomb passage of this burial pit."

After listening to Jin An's words, the mourning brothers really cried this time.

The younger brother, the mourner who had the most problems, had an expression on his face that was even worse when he cried than when he smiled: "Brother, we are going to be buried alive in this imperial mausoleum and can't get out."

The elder brother of the mourner comforted him with a smile that was uglier than tears: "Don't say anything depressing. There are so many dead people here. Weeping and mourning is our brother's unique skill. We use the mourning scriptures to cry to the dead in the tomb passage and ask them what's in the tomb passage." There is no way to survive.”

Jin An: "?"

Old Taoist priest: "?"

Mr. Feng Shui: "?"

After listening to the conversation between the two mourning brothers, the old Taoist priest and Mr. Feng Shui quickly covered the mouths of the two brothers to prevent them from seeking death.

The soul-nurturing tree stump in the Hualong Pond is so big. Even if it is not ten thousand years old, it must be five, six, seven or eight thousand years old, right? The roots of such a big thing were rooted in the tomb passage. The dead people were not able to survive, but the roots of the soul-nurturing tree were disturbed.

The space in the tomb passage is so narrow that they won't even have room to run, and they will really be buried alive.

"You brothers, if you dare to cry in this tomb passage, be careful, I am so impatient that I know how to beat people!" After the old Taoist priest warned, he and Mr. Feng Shui released their hands covering the mouth of the mourner.

Obviously no one believed the old Taoist priest's last words about beating people up. The two mourners looked at the old Taoist priest's old arms and legs. The old Taoist priest probably couldn't even twist their brothers' thighs.

However, the old Taoist priest had saved the mourning brothers several times. The two brothers still had great respect for the old Taoist priest. Although they were not afraid of the old Taoist priest's hand-to-hand combat capabilities, the two brothers still listened to the old Taoist priest and calmed down.

"Didn't you two brothers realize that the tomb passage is so narrow? Not only did so many of us not suffocate in the tomb passage, but so many torches could still burn normally. This shows that the tomb passage is not sealed. There must be a way to survive or... Change the air outlet.”

The old Taoist priest was afraid that the mourning brothers would get hot-headed and kneel down to mourn, so he explained in detail.

Mr. Feng Shui also nodded at the right time: "We who work in Feng Shui are most sensitive to living water, wind points, burial energy, earth energy, etc."

"There is indeed a weak air current in this tomb passage."

To test the airflow in the tomb passage, it was very simple. Just quietly observe the direction of the torch flame. Soon, they found the direction from which fresh air was blowing.

"Young Master Jin'an, Little Brother Xiejian, General Duwei, and the three eminent monks of Bailong Temple are not ordinary people. If they were not nearby, they would definitely be like us, trying their best to find a way out of this imperial mausoleum in the tomb passage. . I think we can continue to find the way and leave marks along the way. If they see the marks we left, they will definitely come to find us."

"Mr. Jin'an, we can find a way out of the imperial mausoleum in advance. The structure of the main tomb has been damaged. The longer we stand here, the greater the risk of collapse above our heads."

Jin An looked at the old Taoist priest, the country goddess, the mourning brothers, and finally looked at the Feng Shui master. At this time, he had to make a decision.

These people trusted him and gathered around him.

And he has the responsibility to take everyone out of this imperial mausoleum alive.

"Okay, as Mr. Yiyi said, we will leave marks along the road. I hope Xiejian, Duwei, and the abbot of Bailong Temple can see the marks we left."

With the burden of so many lives on his shoulders, Jin An finally made a decision after waiting there for a while.

Everyone began to look for a way out of the ancient tomb.

Before leaving, Jin An's palms burned with fire poison and turned the monkey in his hand into flying ashes. The blood-colored tomb passage was so weird that he didn't have time to bring an extra monkey corpse with him on the way.

Thanks to Jin An's unnecessary move, they saved their lives on the way.