"This time my brother Han took me to rob a tomb, mainly because he wanted me to see the world, but I didn't expect that real tomb robberies would be more dangerous than imagined."
"You're just unlucky."
Old Luopan said slowly: "Not all tombs are so dangerous. Most of the ancient princes and generals were just ordinary-level soul masters. Although they were powerful, they did not necessarily have access to the world of the strong. Therefore, when building tombs, most of them could only
Invite some ordinary soul masters to lay out their plans. Although some mechanisms are very dangerous, compared to the methods of truly powerful people, those mechanisms are just childish."
"The owner of the tomb of the Bloody Marquis was either an extremely powerful person during his lifetime, or knew a powerful alchemist who was proficient in the Feng Shui layout of institutions, or both. That's why this tomb looks so scary.
This kind of tomb, even if a soul emperor joins the group, it is not necessarily possible for everyone to walk out safely."
When Old Luo Pan said this, Old Man Lin nodded in agreement and let out a melancholy sigh.
They have experience and skills, but there is a huge gap between ordinary soul masters and powerful ones. Even if they know how to crack some things, they don't have enough hard power to solve them properly.
For example, the giant statue soldiers on the platform of the suspension bridge are not just ancient mechanical skills, but must also involve the technology of using soul guides as power sources to drive such large statue soldiers to move.
That kind of technology could only be mastered by a small number of soul masters in the ancient feudal period. Even if ordinary soul masters saw this technology, they would not be able to imitate it as long as they could not become soul masters.
Why did they, a group of veterans, suffer heavy casualties without even stepping through the tomb door? Because this is the method of ancient soul masters. Even after hundreds or thousands of years, they can still easily defeat ordinary soul masters.
There are bronze bats on the first floor, but the two old men have found a way to restrain them.
The method is very simple. Old man Lin has a special preparation in his hand that can corrode copper and iron metals. I don’t know how he developed it. The effect is very good. Just put a little on it and it will melt the tempered iron in three seconds.
Tang Xuan really didn't expect that the seemingly simple-minded old man Lin was actually a little expert in scientific research.
He looked at Old Man Lin in astonishment and said with emotion: "You are so talented that you have become a tomb robber."
Old man Lin sighed: "Every family has sutras that are difficult to recite. If you are still young and don't understand, things in life will most likely be unsatisfactory."
Luo Panlao smiled and joked: "Old Lin had an apprentice more than ten years ago and taught him all his skills. Unexpectedly, that apprentice was a white-eyed wolf. He registered patents for all the technologies that Old Lin had researched for decades. In the end,
After taking refuge with the Duke of the Empire, Lao Lin didn't get a penny, and he was almost sued and bankrupted. The family's children and grandchildren also fell out with Lao Lin because of this.
"To put it bluntly, it's his own fault. If he had found someone from among his descendants to teach him his skills, wouldn't this kind of thing never happen?
Why is it that now that I have been kicked out, I can only take care of myself when it comes to eating and drinking, and I can hardly open the fire at home, so of course I have no choice but to go back to my old business."
"It's not that I don't want them to go down the wrong path like me!"
"You are playing with gunpowder and robbing graves. What are you doing? Do you think you will live longer?"
They say you love a job if you do it, but in fact, it is true that you hate a job if you do it.
Old Man Lin doesn't want his descendants to follow his old path. This line of work is too dangerous, and he has no way to reduce the risks by letting his descendants become tomb robbers and soul masters.
Besides, when an ordinary soul master comes into contact with the underground world, there will inevitably be a psychological gap. If the psychological quality is not up to par, it may be the end of his life.
Therefore, Old Man Lin would rather find an apprentice with a foreign surname, but he was unlucky and found a white-eyed wolf.
Old Man Lin looked at Old Luo Pan and cursed: "You don't usually talk that much. You didn't take your medicine today, did you? Why did you expose my shortcomings in front of children?"
Luo Panlao smiled and said no more.
Old Lin touched his bald head and cursed: "That bastard! Damn you, I, Old Lin, have suffered the consequences of being uneducated!"
Tang Xuan looked up to the sky and sighed. He felt that he was the least educated among the three.
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The second floor of the Xueyihou Tomb.
As soon as Tang Xuan stepped onto the steps, he felt an astonishing chill filling the air.
This cold air is so familiar.
It feels friendly.
Tang Xuan looked up and saw broken ice thorn fragments scattered around the tomb passage, as well as walls eroded and frosted by the cold. This was probably the result of Chen Zhengjun's pioneering role.
As we continue to move forward, fragments of ice thorns can be seen everywhere, and the temperature is getting colder and colder.
The closer you get to the main tomb, the more dangerous it seems. At least the number of ice thorns is definitely higher than the plural.
This looks like some kind of plant."
Old Man Lin stretched out his hand to pick up a fragment, but almost got frostbite. He retracted his arm and complained: "It is said that there is an ice hell in the eighteenth level of hell. Could this ghost be a plant from hell?"
Mr. Luo Pan said slowly: "I think this is like a derivative of some evil soul technique and soul beast. Through special man-made means, it is gradually transformed into a special plant."
Old man Lin hated being taught popular science the most, so he said impatiently: "Okay, okay, you're literate, so whatever you say is what you say."
On the third floor of the Xueyihou Tomb, the astonishing low temperature disappeared, and what appeared in front of us were the tragic ruins after the battle.
Huge pits are clearly visible on the floors and walls, and there are traces of high temperature burns on the pitted surfaces.
This battle scene is very terrifying.
It didn't look like it could be produced by martial arts practitioners at all. It looked like it was produced by an army using bombs to clear the way and bombarding them indiscriminately.
As for the enemy's corpses, I'm sorry, I didn't even see a single one of them. It seemed that they were destroyed without even a scrap left.
Regarding how rookies in Novice Village can successfully pass the level with their hands on each other, old brothers Lin and Luo Pan gave Tang Xuan a vivid lesson, which is to let the capable people take the lead, while you stay behind and hide in obscene ways.
Old man Lin sighed with emotion: "Master Chen is still as fierce as ever."
"Did Mr. Chen do this?"
Tang Xuan was a little shocked. Although he could punch a hole in the wall with one punch, it was a bit embarrassing to make holes just for the sake of making holes.
It was impossible for Chen Zhengjun to just smash the wall and play, so this could only be the destructive scene left behind by the strength of his fist after attacking some kind of creature.