"Sir, where are we going?"

The blood color gradually returned to Wanfeng's face, and the fear in her eyes gradually disappeared.

Obviously, although the first killing brought a huge impact to Wanfeng, she was a cultivator of the Dan realm and soon walked out of the shadow.

"Didn't you tell me that we will go to the immortal tomb in the mountains."

After walking for a while, Lu Yun was panting.

Although he was carrying the wind, his body was too weak, and he still couldn't stand it when he was walking in the mountain road for a long time.

"But sir, the direction of the immortal tomb is not there."

Wanfeng said with some confusion.

"Sweep the wind."

Lu Yun said seriously.

"I'm here."

"Don't call me sir in the future."

"What should I call you an adult?"

"Call me Lu Yun."

"I dare not."

"That's called young master. Anyway, in a few days, I will no longer be a provincial governor."

"Okay sir."

“…”

...

The mountains of Chixuan Mountain are winding and twists.

There are few people here, birds and beasts are gone, and weeds are overgrown in the mountains, so there is no mountain road at all.

Wanfeng held Lu Yun, holding the long sword in his other hand, constantly splitting the weeds and opening up a path.

As the sun was about to set, Lu Yun waved his hand to stop the wind.

"Sweeping the wind, aren't you tired?"

Lu Yun looked at the thrilling and without any tiredness, and couldn't help asking curiously.

"Sir, I am a cultivator of the Dan Realm, and my breath is long. This path is nothing to me."

Wan Feng also carried a package on his back, containing glutinous rice, yellow paper, shovels and hoes.

Originally, these things were placed on Lu Yun, but after less than half of their way, they almost crushed Lu Yun.

"When will I become an immortal cultivator?"

Lu Yun shook his head slightly.

"Sir, are we going back?"

Asked by the wind.

"No, we are going to enter the immortal tomb."

Thinking of the Immortal Tomb, Lu Yun's eyes lit up slightly.

"But it is rumored that the Immortal Tomb is on the south side of Chixuan Mountain, and we are on the north side..."

Wanfeng asked hesitantly.

"South side?"

Lu Yun sneered: "The south side is Xuanwu's butt, the most filthy place, the most yin and evil. Whoever dares to enter there will be a death."

Suddenly, Lu Yun remembered Wan Feng and said that many monks and even immortals had gone to explore the immortal tomb before, but no one came out.

"The person who built the tomb was insidious. He secretly set up a fake tomb to cover his eyes and ears... No, it was not to cover his eyes and ears, but to set up a trap. This man was so bad that he was even worse than the one who set up a dead pattern in the tomb."

Lu Yun murmured.

Xuanwu is the god of the north. Even if he goes ashore, he will still face north and leave his butt to the south.

This Xuanwu Hiding Hill is the Feng Shui situation transformed after the Xuanwu Qi comes ashore.

As the sky gradually darkened, Lu Yun ate some dry food and gradually recovered his strength.

"Wind, you dig a hole here and keep digging down."

Lu Yun observed the trend of mountains and rivers and felt secretly surprised.

Although I have arrived at the fairy world, the Feng Shui here is the same as the Feng Shui on the earth. Even the specifications and habits of the tombs are not very different.

If ordinary tomb robbers want to find a tomb, they need Luoyang shovel to judge the age of the underground soil and infer the location of the tomb.

But Lu Yun is the strongest golden-hitting captain ever. His tomb robbery skills have reached a state of superb level. Based on the trend of mountains and rivers, the soil texture, and the location of the sun, moon and stars, the location of the tomb can be inferred.

This is what is called finding dragons, dividing gold, and determining acupoints.

More importantly, ordinary tomb robbers use Feng Shui to judge whether to build tombs is suitable for building tombs. Some places are suitable for building tombs, but there are not necessarily tombs in them.

But Lu Yun was able to judge from the pattern here whether there was a tomb here.

"Okay sir!"

Wanfeng did not take the shovel and hoe, but instead held the long sword in his hand and began to dig out the soil.

On the long sword of spiritual weapon, the sword energy burst out, and the soil in the mountains was easily cut open like tofu.

Lu Yun was stunned.

"Yes, this is the fairy world."

Lu Yun smiled bitterly. He threw the hoe and shovel aside. If he had known this, he would have done something with these two burdens.

The wind was digging a thief hole, and Lu Yun was not idle either.

He took out the yellow paper and glutinous rice and wrapped the glutinous rice in the yellow paper. Then, Lu Yun gritted his teeth, bit his fingers and drew strange patterns on it.

This is the so-called black donkey hoof.

The black donkey's hooves are not real black donkey's hooves, but something refined by glutinous rice and yellow paper. Because they look a little similar to the black donkey's hooves, they are called black donkey's hooves.

Glutinous rice can restrain zombies, yellow paper and Lu Yun’s patterns drawn with blood, which can increase the glutinous rice’s ability.

If anyone really takes the black donkey's hooves to the tomb, he will be dead when he encounters a zombie.

"The hooves of ordinary black donkeys have to be smoked in the stove. I don't know if the things I made are useful."

Lu Yun made seven black donkey hooves and was a little dizzy, losing too much blood and being too weak.

"Sir, I dug a wall."

Suddenly, the sound of wind sweeping out from the thief hole.

Lu Yun's eyes lit up.

"Don't dig the wall open, and don't come up, wait for me to go down!"

Lu Yun hurriedly dragged some branches prepared in advance from around him. After entering the thief hole, he used the branches to cover the entrance of the thief hole, and then climbed down the thief hole.

This thief cave is deep and long, about a few hundred meters.

At the end of the hole, Huanfeng dragged a small ball of light in his hand to illuminate the end of the hole.

"Sir, look!"

When he saw Lu Yun coming, he said to Lu Yun as if he was seeking credit.

"very good!"

Lu Yun's hand gently stroked the wall made of blue bricks, and a smile flashed across his face.

"The Immortal Tomb is really here?"

The eyes of Wanfeng lit up as well.

"It's also fake."

Lu Yun shook his head slightly, and he gently tapped on the wall, and the sounds made by each brick were different.

Lu Yun closed his eyes and pondered for a moment.

"However, when it is true, it is also false. There should be other situations in this Xuanwu Fuqiu."

Lu Yun murmured, "The bureau is in the game. Since there is a bureau in the game, then the real immortal tomb is in the bureau in the game."

"Sir, what is a game in the game?"

Wanfeng asked curiously.

"In the words of the fairy world, it means that one formation is covered with other formations."

Lu Yun replied, "The Chixuan Mountain outside is a huge formation, and there are other formations in Chixuan Mountain."
To be continued...