Time passed slowly, and the light shining from the moonlight became brighter and brighter. Everyone's eyes began to change with the compass, and their steps also began to move slowly with the compass, moving onto a pile of grass, with nine people standing on it at the same time.

"It should be that position!" The light of the compass finally shone on the Buddha statue. Everyone picked up shovels, hoes and other tools, and ran to the next to the Buddha statue.

Zhang Xunming said, "Do you throw the Buddha statue! This Buddha statue has always been a concealment, and there are no monks in this temple at all!"

"Brother Zhang seems to know this temple very well. You haven't explained clearly yet. Where should we go?" Wu Wei asked. A group of people under him had pulled out shovels and poked the entire Buddha statue's platform. The stones that poked down were randomly discarded next to him. Some could make a crisp sound, while others could only make a muffled sound.

With their messy excavation and crazy trampling, the entire dilapidated temple was soon disfigured by them, but they also gained a lot. The entire Buddha statue platform was moved down, and the Buddha statue had long been thrown outside the door. Listening to the sound of the stones rolling outside, it seemed that the distance was still far away.

After a strange operation, the compass finally stabilized and time slowly moved to midnight. With the final illumination of the moonlight, the compass seemed to attract all the light in the entire room, forming an extremely dazzling but extremely subtle light.

The light shone on the land under the base of the Buddha statue. After a few seconds, everyone heard the sound of brushing. The land under the stone statue slowly cracked to both sides.

"Huh!" Zhang Xunming breathed out, "It seems that the old objects left behind seem to be useful now, but this is not a good sign!"

"How can this be solved?" Wu Wei asked. Several of his men were already familiar with the candles and walked down, and they were still facing the wind direction at any time. If something was wrong below, they could retreat soon.

"Do you know who is lying on the ancient tomb below?" Zhang Xunming asked back.

"I heard that he was a strange man a thousand years ago. Guankou Town was called Guankou County in the current era, and this person was the king of Guankou County!" Wu Wei replied, "I heard that he had the ability to call the wind and rain, predict the power of heaven and earth, and was buried here after his death."

"King of Guankou County, Zhou Fangyan!" Zhang Xunming said, "He was the great-grandson of King Li of Zhou, one of the three kings of Zhou when the Great Zhou Dynasty was established, and he was also the only one who had detailed records in the thousands of years."

"He drove the rain to wash the river for himself, he called for a strong wind and cleared the roadblocks for himself, he summoned and implemented it, and built a huge tomb for himself. At the same time, he also exhaled endless fire, which turned the entire palace into a terrifying obsidian!"

"And his tomb was known a thousand years ago, but no one can excavate it until now, because of the spiritual spring that exists in his tomb!"

"Lingquan? It is the legendary water of immortality? Zhou Fangyan heard that it was because of the help of this water that when everyone could only live for fifty years at that time, he lived to the age of 170!" Wu Wei said, "Is there any connection between your channel and Lingquan?"

"Of course, this is a switch that I forcibly forged with the power of the Dazhong Spirit Spring below. If you really run to the Bailan River to dig, even if you dig out the tomb, you will definitely die of a life of death!"

Zhang Xunming said, "The reason why you came to find me in a hurry must have suffered a lot of losses there!"

Wu Wei showed some embarrassing eyes on his face, but he still nodded with his teeth. It is meaningless to lie like this. "One of the more than 20 homeless people we invited ran out, and the others died in the riverbed!"

"This is the tomb of destiny. How can there be such a good thief?" Zhang Xunming said, "If I hadn't been short of money, I wouldn't have come here for you... Alas..."

As he said that, he crawled into the tomb, and the compass in his hand was still flashing, emitting a faint light.

Wu Wei and seven people under his command also followed him in. After the stone door under the base of the Buddha statue opened, there was a small step, with unfathomable shadows below, but as the torches lit up, it could be regarded as a few shimmering lights.

The entire dilapidated temple gradually became silent, as if no one had ever been there. Zhang and Yan sat in the same place, looking at the people hiding in different areas with great interest.

The first person to make a sound was the person who slowly crawled over from the door. His whole body was wrapped in blood. He seemed to have suffered a serious injury. There was an arm made of stone on his body that had not been taken off. He used his hands to smash these things while walking.

"Hmph!" He looked around and saw the passage soon. After looking around for a while, he took out a torch from his bag, lit it quietly and walked in.

The situation next was almost the same. Two people who were trampled to the point of being a little inhumane, helped each other to walk out of the haystack. Their faces were all blue and purple, and they could have suffered inhuman destruction at first glance.

They also looked around gently, and then hurriedly followed in, still without any indication. They didn't even hit the torch, and the footsteps were extremely slight.

What remains are some people who come from the soil, from the roof, who hide themselves by the wall and in the corner just one step away from Zhang Heyan...

They also walked out one after another, rubbing the wounds from the stones on their bodies, while watching maliciously, the person who had just walked in front of them slowly entered the tomb.

Just after all the mantis who thought they were orioles left, the man on the roof quietly slid down the pillar. He covered one of his hands, and blood was still dripping from it, but he was pressed down with the medicine very hard, and then he tied a few white cloths to it.

He seemed to have practiced a very wonderful technique. After tying a white cloth, he meditated on the spot for a while. When he took the white cloth, the wound on his hand was gone, and only the blood on the ground confirmed that he had been injured.

"Swish!" His speed was so fast that it even caused friction in the air. Without turret, he slowly walked into the underground passage under the illumination of the moonlight. At this moment, the time was just half past midnight!

Zhang Heyan then walked out of the place where he was sitting and slowly stretched, "In the words of the master, this group of people plays well with dolls! Zhou Fangyan... What kind of person is this?"

He also heard of the era when legendary immortals and gods were revealed in the world. At that time, the Taoist sects and Buddhist sects were not very prominent, but they were just ordinary sects. There were countless practitioners in the world, and they jointly created the extremely exaggerated and abundant mythical immortals and demons a thousand years ago!

However, a thousand years ago, these people suddenly disappeared, leaving only the occasional legend of gods and ghosts and the rare Buddhist practitioners...

"It's really an unexpected gain!" Zhang Heyan said, and he also got down the aisle. The moment he went down, the door above his head was slowly closed...
Chapter completed!