"So terrifying?" Faced with Iana's blow, the fat man, who was originally happy, suddenly changed his mood. He kicked the glowing wall in front of him in anger and cursed: "The owner of the tomb is really stingy enough, not even a few night pearls."

"You are really a turbulent street like Ye Mingzhu?" Zhang Meng smiled bitterly and said, "I haven't robbed a few of the tombs seriously, but my tone is getting bigger and bigger."

"After digging so many tombs, he just ran into some zongzi, monsters," said the fat man aggrievedly: "But by the way, this is the place where I, Xu Fu, Qiu Chuji, even Qin Shihuang and Genghis Khan have all been mixed. Isn't even a treasure to keep the tomb? Is it reasonable?"

"The treasure of tomb maintenance should be placed next to the tomb owner if it is to be placed. How could it be here?" Zhang Meng said.

"The baby that Fatty is talking about is here." Ye Jiu, who had already walked in, said.

"It's true?" The fat man knew Ye Jiu's temper. Ye Jiu would not lie. He immediately ignored Zhang Meng's warning and hurried into the temple.

When he saw the treasure in Ye Jiu's mouth, he immediately exclaimed: "Damn it, there are so many."

Seeing this, Zhang Meng and Ia Na were not negligent either.

Zhang Meng helped Lai Zi and followed everyone into the inverted Taoist temple.

Under the illumination of those luminous stones, the entire space is divided into four parts. Fatty, Ye Jiu, Ia Na, and Zhang Meng (Lai Zi) each occupy one direction. In front of them are various pavilions, each of which is sitting cross-legged.

"The treasures you are talking about are these corpses sitting on the ground?" Zhang Meng looked at the corpses sitting on the ground in front of him with unknown information, and shouted at the fat man disgustedly: "Fatty, you have such a strong taste. When did you like to collect corpses..."

"I said you, Shui Yuexuan, was useless. Don't you know how valuable this corpse is?" Fatty said contemptuously: "But I don't like these corpses on the ground. Look up fuckingly."

Hearing the fat man’s reminder, Zhang Meng and Ia Na quickly raised their heads and looked up at their heads.

I saw seven strange weapons hanging on top of my head.

"Is this?" Zhang Meng turned his head in confusion and looked at everyone and asked, "Although there are often swords and armors in the burial objects in the tomb, there are rarely any strange-shaped weapons? What are these seven weapons?"

Ye Jiu frowned, but did not respond, as if he was thinking about something.

The fat man beside him muttered, "I see that thing looks like a sword, that one looks like a halberd, that one is obviously an umbrella, and that one is a whisk. There are three left, one looks like a military stinger of Brother Jun, one looks like a ruler, and the other one looks like a bird."

As soon as the fat man finished speaking, Ia Na on the side looked up and said, "If I was not wrong, these seven things should be the three-legged golden crow, the rose fairy sword, the shocked god halberd, the Qiankun ruler, the Tianluo umbrella, the Jingshi whisk and the Zhantian Thorn in Taoist mythology."

"Taoist mythical treasure?" Zhang Meng turned his head and asked, "Who used it?"

"Tata Li Tianwang." Iana replied.

"Li Jing?" Zhang Meng paused slightly, then looked back at the original road, and suddenly said: "Is this not an inverted Taoist temple, but the exquisite pagoda in Li Jing's hand?"

Seeing Zhang Meng knowing Li Jing's story, Ia Na nodded and said, "The full name of this thing should be the Eight Treasure Linglong Ruyi Golden Tower, which has the ability to collect demons and suppress ghosts. It was originally a treasure in the heavenly world, with great power, and it is said to be able to subdue all demons and monsters. If necessary, the immortals and gods can be subdued. There are seven unparalleled magic weapons in the Linglong Tower, namely the Three-legged Golden Crow, the Grey Fairy Sword, the God of Shocking, the Qiankun Ruler, the Tianluo Umbrella, the Pure World Whisk and the Battle of the Heavenly Thorn."

"Yes." Zhang Meng nodded.

"But the most magical thing about this Linglong Tower is not the treasures in the tower, but the tower has another world hidden in it, which looks like seven layers but does not have to be seven layers to show the changes in the Taoist Dharma." Ia Na said thoughtfully: "It seems that this must be the tomb owner who imitates myths and legends to suppress those kappa, cave knots, dragon vultures, and this corpse sitting on the ground."

Seeing that Iana also thought it was a copy by later generations, Zhang Meng was surprised and shook her head and asked, "But have you ever thought that Li Jing's legend was revealed in the world with "The Investiture of the Gods", and the author of "The Investiture of the Gods" is likely to be a person from the Ming Dynasty. This tomb is the least effective and should be a tomb from the alternation of the Song and Yuan dynasties. The time before and after seems to be reversed?"

"Who said it must be a copy of "The Investiture of the Gods"?" Iana asked back, "Why don't you think the other way around? Is it adapted from "The Investiture of the Gods" based on this story?"

Hearing Iana's replies, Zhang Meng trembled all over. Iana was right. With the Han thinking, the unknown people have always copied famous works. But why didn't they think the other way around? Those famous works also plagiarized the things of the sages?

Thinking of this, Zhang Meng looked at Lai Zi who had fallen asleep on her back with some regret, and sighed: "It would be great if Brother Lai Zi woke up, he would definitely be able to guess where the tower was coming from. Alas, I hope he can wake up early."

"Hey, I say..." Listening to Zhang Meng and Iana's whisper, the fat man whispered: "You said that Linglong Tower is used to suppress demons and monsters, then... those corpses sitting on the ground..."

When he heard the fat man mentioning Yu's corpse, Zhang Meng smiled and said, "I said fat man, why are you so scared that you can't speak? I don't know who said that sitting on the ground is not scary."

"Grandma, I said it's not scary, it's referring to those ordinary corpses." The fat man pointed to the corpses in the square in front of him with a trembling voice and said, "Look at the corpses on your corpses, is there any difference?"

"Different?" Zhang Meng was stunned when she heard the fat man's words, then glanced at the rows of corpses sitting in the pavilion, and said in confusion: "Nothing is different?"

"No." Iana also frowned: "You look at the corpses sitting on the ground by yourself. Do you see if there are any missing parts of their bodies?"

Seeing that Iana pointed out, Zhang Meng hurriedly came forward and looked at it carefully.

Only then did I realize that the corpse sitting in the pavilion in front of me was more or less missing a certain part of the limbs, and each limb they lacked was different. Some had lost their left foot, some had broken right hand, and some had no skull, all kinds of things.

"You guys said, were these corpses sitting on the ground disabled before?" the fat man asked.

"Nonsense, disabled people can still go to Kunlun Mountain, where the environment is so harsh." Zhang Meng cried out in a low voice: "I think the lost part of them should have been eaten by some monster? Or borrowed by the tomb owner during his lifetime."

"Did this tomb owner borrow their remaining limbs?" asked the fat man.
Chapter completed!