There has always been a legend in the Tomb of the Gods.
According to legend, the Tomb of the Gods is a corner of the spirit world. Because three thousand Taoists encircled and suppressed the Tuntian tribe, the Tomb of the Gods was driven into the void and floated here.
The Tiantian tribesman was not dead yet, and used his powerful magic to suppress three thousand Taoists, imprisoned them somewhere in the Tomb of the God of Heaven, and forced them to write down what they had learned.
This is the treasure circulated in the Tomb of the God.
But now, so many years have passed, and countless practitioners in the Tomb of the Gods are trying to find the treasure, but all in vain.
It wasn't until many years ago that the array master Kong Lu came from the lower world and used the power of the sky-reaching array to search the stars in the tomb of the gods, and finally found some signs of treasure.
Holding the parchment scroll in his hand, Lin Bai unfolded it gently. There were densely written small words on it, all of which were traces of Kong Lu's search for the treasure.
The crow jumped on Lin Bai's shoulder and looked at the parchment together.
As the words came into his eyes one by one, Lin Bai seemed to see traces of the treasure.
"...I have always been curious. If the treasure of Three Thousand Taoist Masters really exists, how did he manage to not be discovered by any practitioners for so many years?"
"The practitioners in the Tomb of the Gods are all above the Dao realm, and their perception is amazing. If they spread out their perception, they can control everything within a radius of thousands of miles, and there is nothing to hide from even a hundred feet underground."
"If there are practitioners who are good at Dharma vision and treasure hunting, and have endless means at their disposal, how can countless people search for nothing?"
"After much thought, there is only one possibility, and that is that the treasure of three thousand Taoist Masters is shrouded in an extremely powerful magic circle."
"That magic circle is like a great sealing circle that isolates the treasure from the tomb of the gods. It cannot be sensed, let alone found."
"Based on this, I cooperated with a friend who is a master in cultivating weapons. He forged a puppet beetle that can fly over the tomb of the gods. I burned a magic circle on the beetle that can detect hidden magic circles!"
"Beetles flew across the Tomb of the Gods, and I sensed the existence of many magic circles, but after identifying them one by one, none of them were what I was looking for."
"But I didn't give up and searched hard for many years."
"Finally, the feedback given by Beetle allowed me to make a preliminary judgment that there are three places where the treasures of the Three Thousand Dao Masters may be buried!"
"First, the Storm Mountains deep in the Icefield Snow Mountains. This was also the first place that my friends and I explored together. But after we went there, we found nothing except the endless demon clan."
"Second, under Tianchi City is where the treasure of Three Thousand Dao Masters is located. I have been exploring Tianchi City for many years. Although I did not find the treasure of Three Thousand Dao Masters, I found the tomb of the predecessor who founded Tianchi City here.
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"It is also the location of these tombs that turned me against a group of friends, and I could only end up with hatred!"
"Although I know that I am at the end of my rope and cannot look for the third treasure!"
"But according to my judgment, there is no Daxue Mountain and neither is Tianchi City, so there is only the last place!"
"In that place, when my formation beetle flew away, it did not come back. I felt that the beetle seemed to have entered a special space. It could only enter, but it seemed it could not exit!"
"This place is... Burial Longyuan!"
"Originally, we thought that if we didn't find the treasure after exploring Tianchi City, we would go to the Burial Dragon Abyss, but we didn't want something like this to happen. Alas..."
The text stopped abruptly when I wrote it here.
Putting away the parchment, Lin Bai's eyes showed a hint of shock.
Kong Lu has been searching in the tomb of the gods for many years, and has determined that there are three places that may be the burial places of the three thousand Taoist treasures. They have searched deep in the Snowy Mountains and Tianchi City, but they have not found them, so they only have
The last place.
"Bury the Dragon Abyss!"
Lin Bai remembered that that place was one of the two major ghost cultivator clans in the Tomb of the Gods. There were countless ghost cultivators with powerful cultivation under the Burial Dragon Abyss.
After going to the Qingxu battlefield, Lin Bai was still a little in awe of ghost cultivators.
After all, although Zhan Longyuan did not often appear in the Tomb of the Gods, the reputation of Zhan Longyuan made Tianyicheng dare not approach easily.
After learning about the location of the treasures of the Three Thousand Dao Masters, Lin Bai had the intention to go to Bury Long Yuan to explore.
But Lin Bai is not worthy of being... That giant god is also healing near the Burial Dragon Abyss.
"Crow, have you been to Burial Dragon Abyss?"
Lin Bai pondered for a while and asked the crow.
Although Lin Bai had been visiting the Tomb of the Gods for a long time, his understanding of the Tomb of the Gods was still far inferior to that of Crow.
The crow wandered in the tomb of the gods for many years and went to many places that Lin Bai had never been to.
The four main cities of the human race, the territory of the demon race, and the Qingxu battlefield all have traces of Crow's presence.
"The Burial Dragon Abyss, I've been there before, there is an abyss with no bottom, and ghost cultivators cling to the stone walls on both sides to dig caves to practice!"
"The further you go down into the Burial Dragon Abyss, the darker it gets. It's the kind of darkness that even the sun and stars can't dispel!"
"The stronger the ghost cultivator, the deeper he hides in Burial Dragon Abyss."
"I have never been to the bottom of the Burial Dragon Abyss. The last time I went to the Burial Dragon Abyss, I wanted to steal the treasure from the hands of a ghost emperor, but before I could get it, I was chased by ghost cultivators and ran away."
"Lin Bai, it's not easy to go to Longyuan Burial Palace!"
"The Dragon Burial Abyss is very small, and its source is far smaller than the Qing Ruins! There are many ghost cultivators living in it. If you accidentally enter it, it will be almost difficult to escape!"
Crow tilted his head and told Lin Bai all the news that came to mind.
"Leave this place first, and then interrupt!"
Hearing Crow's words put a layer of gloom in Lin Bai's heart.
Lin Bai didn't know much about Burial Dragon Abyss, so he couldn't go there at will. He had better leave this place first and find a way to find out the reality of Burial Dragon Abyss, so that he could have a better way to deal with it.
After putting all the proceeds from Kong Lu's tomb into a storage bag, Lin Bai took out the sky-viewing mirror and saw the three white-bearded old men appearing on the mirror. They were still at the end of their crossbow, unable to take a step forward.
As a last resort, the three of them started to return the same way.
"This sky-viewing mirror seems very interesting. I'll have to study it carefully after I leave." After Lin Bai played with the sky-viewing mirror for a while, he put it into his storage bag again and turned around to leave the hall!
When Lin Bai walked out of the hall, the light door appeared again in the square. Lin Bai walked into it and left Kong Lu's tomb!
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In the territory of the White Cat Snow Beast Clan, in a cave somewhere in the forbidden snow mountain.
The figures of the white-bearded old man, Ning Rou, and Uncle Yuan appeared in the cave. The white-bearded old man looked pale and his breath was disordered, but there were not many injuries on his body. At most, he had spent a lot of spiritual power and concentration.
On the other hand, Uncle Yuan and Ning Rou were in a miserable situation. After leaving the tomb, they were immediately spread out in the cave. Their bodies were covered with scars and their blood flowed, turning them into bloody men.
Many of the treasures in the storage bag were used up, and the family's financial resources were emptied, so they could barely save their lives. If the white-bearded old man hadn't felt that he was not well prepared this time and planned to return, otherwise, they would all have died in a short while.