"What on earth are these guys trying to do!"

A priest of the Mo family felt indignant and couldn't help but ask.

Everyone else was silent.

Picture name, picture, profit, longevity, there are many things that can be pictured.

What's more, some people are naturally mean-mouthed and like to gossip. Some people are vicious in heart and like to see others suffer misfortune. The world is in flames and they are willing to harm others without benefiting themselves...

What are they planning?

Not everything in this world can be explained clearly.

Wang Xuan took a deep breath, turned to look at the round-faced little Taoist nun behind him, and said in a deep voice: "The Taiyi Sect is best at Shinto rituals, how should we destroy this thing?"

Chen Xianyu didn't know, he could only lower his head and cup his hands and said: "We still have to wait until the master has seen it before talking."

Wang Xuan thought for a moment, then looked at Mo Huaixian, "Brother Mo, please send someone to guard this place until Taoist Guo comes to deal with it. If something is wrong, destroy the entire cave immediately."

"Yes, sir." Mo Huaixian quickly handed over his hand.

…

The second cave is full of cages.

They still underestimated the courage of the bloody thief.

Those arrested were not only inheritors of the folk dharma lineage without any support, but also many disciples of the great sect's dharma lineage. Depending on their cultivation level, they were either controlled by poison or used to penetrate the pipa's bones with iron chains.

Ordinary people were imprisoned together in underground caves, with iron bars sealing the top. The food residue was in the form of paste and rancid, and the smell of feces and urine below was overwhelming, just like raising pigs and dogs.

When Wang Xuan arrived, many people had been released.

"Master, master!"

Yang Quan hugged the pale old man Yang and called him repeatedly. After experiencing life and death, seeing each other again seemed like a lifetime ago...

Qi Long is still alive, but he looks emaciated and unconscious. He has obviously been tortured enough...

There are still many people with faces full of dementia and have become fools...

Wang Xuan gave him a look, and Mo Huaixian understood it and immediately stepped forward to comfort him.

"Don't worry, everyone, the bandits have been wiped out by our Yong'an Mansion army..."

"He is actually a disciple of the Liuhe Yin and Yang Sect? There is also the Taoist Priest of the Taiyi Sect... The blood-clothed thief is really bold and reckless. To be honest with you, the mastermind behind the scenes is Yuan Bukong..."

"Yes, to escape from the catastrophe, it is best to ask the elders of the sect to hunt down this beast..."

"As for the people of Huaizhou, there is no need to worry, I, Yong'an, will make appropriate arrangements..."

Yongan has insufficient resources and cannot let go of any small fortune.

Although some folk magic lines have average combat power, they are still in urgent need of talents for the military government. For example, the cobbler Men Weiwei made the Bahuang Jingshen Drum, and Bai Sanxi was responsible for various constructions.

In Wang Xuan's view, they are far more important than masters who are good at fighting.

Of course, those disciples of the great sect also looked down upon Yong'an, but they could use this to divert trouble to the east. After all, Yuan Bukong was always a big problem.

The most lacking thing in Yong'an Military Mansion is time, as long as it lasts a day...

While Wang Xuan was deep in thought, the priest of the Mo family next to him whispered: "Master Wang, there is something fishy about the ancient tomb discovered by the blood-robed thief."

"Oh?" Wang Xuan became interested.

…

The ancient tomb is very cleverly hidden.

Three hundred meters deeper into the cave, six or seven forked paths suddenly appeared. It was dark and mysterious and it was unknown where they led.

In the place where it passes, there is another passage that goes vertically downward and is surrounded by gravel. It seems to have been artificially hidden, but it was re-opened by the blood-clothed thief.

Leaving others to deal with the aftermath, Wang Xuan jumped down with Guo Luquan, Chou Fo'er, and several worshipers from the Mo family. On the way, they borrowed some strength to reach the bottom of the cave.

Below is another cave a hundred meters wide, with several braziers burning brightly, and three or four corpses lying on the ground, all of them large and hairy.

On the opposite stone wall, there is a five-meter-high bronze tomb door. It has been damaged to a disgrace. The stone walls on both sides have also been cut open. It is covered with iron chain gears, which is obviously some kind of mechanism.

An elder of the Mo family shook his head and said: "I entered this cave. These monsters still wanted to extinguish the brazier and attack secretly. They could only kill them and forgot to leave anyone alive for questioning."

"I'm afraid they don't know either."

Guo Luquan took a few steps forward to observe carefully, stroking his beard and frowning, "The Dragon Vein of the Middle Earth comes out of Longshou Mountain in Tiandu and has countless branches. There are often excellent Feng Shui caves in the Dragon Vein Cave. It is not surprising to find ancient tombs.

"

"Those mechanisms should be connected to the underground water veins. It seems that they are all made of black copper. If they can rust like this, I'm afraid they must have been there for a while..."

Wang Xuan asked: "Has Mr. Guo ever seen the foundation of this tomb?"

Guo Luquan was suddenly embarrassed, "Well, although our Yin Sect specializes in funeral matters, we mostly deal with the common people. The tombs of this aristocratic family involve Feng Shui masters, secret passages, and even borrowed the art of conferring gods. I really don't know much about it."

The Mo family elder looked at the blood stains and arrow dents on the ground around him, shook his head slightly and said: "It seems that a lot of people died in blood-clothed thieves. If you can't break the mechanism, you have to force it. We don't have that much time."

Guo Luquan's eyes suddenly lit up and he smiled and said: "We don't know how to do it, but there are some people who do. Qi Long and the master and apprentice of the Treasure Holder say they are treasure hunting, but they probably do a lot of digging graves."

Qi Long and the treasure-holding man Lao Yangtou had already woken up and were quickly connected to the cave.

"Mr. Wang saved me twice, I will never thank you for your kindness!"

When the two met, they bowed deeply and held hands.

Afterwards, Old Yang looked around and gritted his teeth and said: "I heard the howling ghosts in the dungeon and knew that they were digging ancient tombs. I could only pretend to be stupid and say that this didn't make sense."

Wang Xuan nodded slightly, "Mr. Yang, could he break the mechanism?"

"Don't worry, sir, I will leave this matter to you!"

Lao Yangtou took out the dark iron thorn from his waist, first stepped forward and struck it on the bronze door, then looked around and sneered: "What these aristocratic families like most is to spread suspicions. Those mechanisms are all fake.

This place is arranged according to the Bagua directions, but it is hidden..."

After saying that, he walked to the cave opposite the tomb door and knocked on the wall, "Sir, please break this place, and the tomb door will naturally open."

Wang Xuan nodded, and Ugly Fo'er chuckled, then stepped forward and swung the axe, causing earth and rocks to fly everywhere, creating a hole.

There was a hollow pipe inside, and a copper chain with a thick mouth was swinging gently, as if it was pulling something underneath.

The ugly Buddha grabbed the copper chain and dragged it out.

Rumble…

Accompanied by a huge roar, the bronze door slowly fell.

Everyone looked at it in a daze. The bronze door was actually ten meters thick. It looked more like a lifted dragon-breaking stone. As for the door lock, it was completely deceptive. If you wanted to open it with brute force, you don't know how long it would take to open it.

The treasure-holding man, Old Man Yang, sneered and said, "Sir, you must have seen it. There must be a mechanism in the middle of this door. As long as half of it is cut open, the entire cave will collapse. There are also scum masters among the blood-robed thieves. If they didn't come, I guess this tomb will be the same."

Found by accident.”

Wang Xuan suddenly understood and figured out many things in an instant.

The blood-clothed thieves' experimental site was originally arranged in Shanyin. They should have moved here temporarily. Someone visited the Qiwang Cave and discovered the ancient tomb, so they experimented with sorcery and dug tombs.

I thought it was secluded in the mountains, but I didn't expect that I would break it.

From behind, Chen Xianyu also followed secretly, pretending to be transparent, and upon hearing this, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

After the tomb door was opened, a rotten atmosphere suddenly spewed out, which seemed to be accompanied by shrill screams, and then a faint blue light appeared.

"Everyone, be careful!" Wang Xuan Iron Spear glanced solemnly.

He saw many blurry figures flying up and down, their faces twisted in pain, as if they were shouting in despair, setting off gusts of evil wind.

Although others don't have his spiritual eyes, they can still vaguely detect it.

Guo Luquan shook his head slightly and sighed: "Sir, please don't do anything. These are just tomb spirits. They were trapped in the tomb with magic and nourished by the energy of the earth. The remaining souls can hardly find peace. There must be a formation inside. Once you step inside, you will be trapped."

It will turn into a fierce ghost and attack people."

With that said, he stepped forward and took out the requiem bell from his arms, stretched out his hand to throw out a red thread and shot it into the tomb. Then he shook the bell and said loudly: "There are nine heavens above and nine netherworlds below. The heaven and earth are vast, with more suffering and less joy.

They are scattered in the sky, and their souls are returning to the earth..."

Everyone lowered their guard and fell silent.

"Requiem Sutra", this scripture is said to come from the ancient earth emperor.

In this world, it is difficult for human beings to survive. In ancient times, there were legends of immortals and Buddhas who also left their names, such as Taishang Qingwei Daojun enshrined by the Taiyi Sect, Qingxu Miaoyuan Taoist enshrined by the Xuanyuan Sect of the Southern Jin Dynasty, and Xumi

Sumeru Lotus Buddha of the sect…

But in that distant era, the three emperors of heaven, earth and man who led the rise of the human race did not even know their names. There was only a folk nursery rhyme sung: "The emperor of heaven is Yao Yao, the emperor of earth is faint, the emperor of mankind is eternal, and it lasts for hundreds of generations."

What the Human Emperor left behind was the Art of Conferring Gods, while what the Earth Emperor left behind was the "Requiem Sutra"...
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