After arriving at the top of the mountain, Liu Ruyan found that the disciples of all the major sword sects who disappeared last night gathered in the sacrificial pit, looking for the entrance to the robbery cave.
The sacrificial altars were spread out so widely that even if these people searched all night, they still found nothing.
Qiushi sat lazily by the pit, staring at one spot.
Except for Qiu Shi, the others seemed to be looking for the entrance, and secretly looked at the same pit. There were three men in gray robes and futou who were busy working. The leader was holding a compass.
Liu Ruyan walked over and glanced at the sacrificial pit. Fragments of painted pottery and incomplete jade articles could be seen everywhere in the pit, and even more, the weathered bones of cattle and sheep.
Liu Ruyan picked a path and walked forward. Not long after, she heard footsteps coming from behind, and when she looked back, she saw it was Shen Yanchu.
"Did you find any problem?" she asked casually.
Shen Yanchu originally took another road, but unexpectedly the two roads intersected here. When he heard the other party's question, he looked around and thought: "The robbery cave is hidden secretly, but there are rumors that villagers discovered that the sacrificial platform collapsed. Here we are Along the way, we only found one village called Xuechi Village. The village has long been deserted and uninhabited. This shows..."
"Someone spread this news intentionally." Liu Ruyan took over his words, "The purpose is to lure us here."
Shen Yanchu nodded and looked at the three native masters in front of him: "Could it be them?"
Liu Ruyan also looked up and observed for a while: "I'm not sure whether they are these people yet, so it's best to be careful."
While everyone was watching, Liu Ruyan asked Ye Xun to call up the map again. In mid-air, winding mountains appeared, and an ancient mottled sacrificial platform seemed to stand out of thin air. She looked under the sacrificial platform and found that there was still It’s gray: “Why can’t I see the distribution direction of the ground?”
Ye Xun explained to her: "The current plot is about the Blood Pond Sword Tomb. The host can only find the location of the Sword Tomb on his own."
Liu Ruyan thought, if it were normal, every scene within a hundred steps could be seen, but once it involves the plot, it will be automatically blocked by the system: "Since we can't use the map, we can only take a step at a time. "
The native master worked for a long time, and finally a look of surprise appeared on his face: "It's right here, dig in quickly!"
Miss Qiushi raised her lips and said sarcastically: "Hey, in this world, rats dare to dig holes in broad daylight."
The disciples of the Sword Sect looked sideways when they heard the voice, and they disliked this unruly woman even more.
Qiu Shi looked back at everyone's eyes, finally falling on Liu Ruyan and the others, and sneered: "It's really a narrow road for enemies. There are this group of people everywhere. I feel disgusted just looking at them."
Several disciples of the Mingjian Sect stood close to Qiu Shi and couldn't help but frown, especially A Lan. He had grown up in the sect since he was a child. This was his first time coming down the mountain. He had never seen such a fierce person.
"A wild road is a wild road, and you can't even get on the stage at all." A Lan said with disdain.
Qiu Shi immediately looked over and saw that it was the boy who had quarreled with her yesterday. He was not very old, and there was still a little immaturity between his eyebrows. He was just a young boy.
Just as a few people were stunned, an exclamation came from the pit. A native man picked up the shovel in his hand and shouted to the people next to him: "The thief's cave is down there."
The people present were all martial arts practitioners, and everyone had clear ears and eyes. They gathered around the moment they heard the movement, and the atmosphere became solemn for a while.
The matter of the Sword Tomb was no small matter. Tufuzi knew that he was no match for this group of people, but how could they be willing to give up the treasure that was about to be obtained?
"My heroes," the eldest brother Tufuzi said to everyone present, "I went to Yongshan just to beg for food, and I never dare to have the slightest thought about the Qin Dynasty Sword Tomb. If you heroes allow me to
Bring one or two mortal objects with you, and we three brothers are willing to open the way with our lives!"
As soon as these words came out, the martial arts people present looked at each other.
It is said that good and evil are not mutually exclusive, but the future is uncertain at the moment, and no one knows what the situation is underground.
Elder Jiang from the Xuantian Sect seemed to have lost his patience after spending a night in the mountains. He spoke first: "The sacrificial altar is such a sacred place. If you guys dare to deceive you, I will never spare you."
"Yes, yes, I don't dare to have second thoughts," the native master nodded hurriedly.
"There are so many of us, but we are still afraid that a few thieves will play tricks." Fu Xin smiled coldly.
After saying this, Elder Murong of the Qingyan Sect stepped forward and clasped his fists at Tufuzi: "It is rumored that the sword tomb of the Qin Dynasty contains rare weapons and weapons from all over the world. We are eager to seek the treasures, but the disciples have spoken rudely. I hope the heroes will not be offended."
Elder Murong's words were sincere, and the look on his brows was even more calm. The native master knew that everyone present was not easy to offend, so he didn't say anything nonsense, so he picked up the shovel and started digging.
Fortunately, the new soil in the pit was not packed tightly. Several people worked together and dug out a hole in a short time.
A smell mixed with earthy moisture spread out, and the leader of the country retreated and shouted to the two men next to him: "Second brother, third brother, get your clothes ready."
When the two men heard this, they immediately bent down and put on a piece of clothing similar to a short jacket, sleeveless, with more than ten pockets sewn on it, which contained various tools.
The leader of the group lit a torch and shined a light into the cave.
"It's too deep down, so I can't see clearly." Tufuzi turned his face, picked up a stone and threw it into the hole.
The stones fell all the way, making a soft sound when they hit the ground, accompanied by an empty echo.
"Nine feet deep." A clear male voice suddenly came from outside the crowd.
Tufuzi's face changed slightly, he looked back at the man and praised from the bottom of his heart: "Brother, you have such a good ear!"
Dong Qingxian smiled calmly, as warmly as ever.
After determining the depth, the Tufuzi tied a long enough hemp rope to the tree stump, and the leader of the group grabbed one end of the torch, bowed his waist, and got in. His movements were very agile, and it was obvious that he had done a lot of work.
After about half a cup of tea, another voice came from the ground: "Second brother, third brother, you can come down now."
The two men quickly grabbed the rope and climbed underground.
When Elder Jiang of the Xuantian Sect saw this, his face became a little unsightly. He approached the entrance of the cave and told the disciples standing aside: "Thieves are cunning by nature. I will go down first to explore the truth. You can stay here and guard."
, if anyone tries to break the rope, he will be killed."
Disciple Qin Chuan is honest and honest. Although he doesn't speak much, he always obeys his teacher's orders: "Disciple knows!"
So, Elder Jiang jumped into the cave in full view of everyone, and his figure disappeared from sight.
This time it was Fu Xin's turn from the Qingyan sect. He secretly called "Old Fox" and grabbed the rope and jumped down.
Fu Xin was used to being domineering, and even Uncle Murong couldn't control him. He was worried that Fu Xin would encounter something unexpected if he acted rashly like this, and would not be able to explain to the boss later, so he followed Fu Xin into the robbery hole.
The remaining disciples followed in in twos and threes.
As one of the three major sword sects, the Mingjian Sect is not as radical as the Xuantian Sect and not as smooth as the Qingyan Sect. They have always been cautious.
Elder Ren of the Mingjian Sect chose to sit on the sidelines and watch. After a while, he led A Lan and several disciples down.