Ji Mo just finished saying that there couldn't be a tomb here.
What's the result?
The ground cracked open, and a stone gate appeared.
This is simply a slap in the face with a loud bang.
Ji Mo's old face was slightly hot, and his heart was full of doubts. According to his knowledge, no one should build a tomb here.
This is not in good taste.
Hong Qiantu was stunned, not knowing what to say next. His face looked like a bitter gourd.
He felt that he had dug a hole for himself and made the master so embarrassed, and there would definitely be no good fruits to be gained.
"There is no tomb. There is absolutely no tomb here."
Huineng was a licker for a long time. Seeing this great opportunity, he immediately came over to smooth things over for Ji Mo.
Anyway, if Mr. Ji says it is, then it is, and if Mr. Ji is not, then it is not. Just take everything Mr. Ji says as the truth.
"This is Mr. Ji's home. It is a paradise of caves and a land of outstanding people. There is no possibility of a tomb."
Fan Jingxing also hurriedly came over to chat with him, his tone decisive.
Ji Mo's embarrassment was instantly resolved, and he cast approving glances at Huineng and Fan Jingxing. These two old foodies had not eaten so much of their rice in vain. They really had a good vision.
"You two have been working very hard in clearing land recently. I'll cook some side dishes tonight and we'll have a nice drink."
Ji Mo reciprocated in a very humane way.
Hearing this, Huineng and Fan Jingxing were overjoyed. They were already crazy about the dishes made by Ji Mo, as well as the mellow and fragrant home-brewed liquor with endless aftertaste, which was simply the best taste in the world.
More importantly, what an honor and gift it is to have dinner with Mr. Ji!
The two of them cast grateful glances at Hong Qiantu. This old Hong was so loyal that he just created an opportunity to get such an opportunity for the two brothers.
Good man!
Hong Qiantu, who liked to mention the good guy card, was so angry that he gritted his teeth and cursed Huineng and Fan Jingxing for being shameless and telling lies like this.
The door to the tomb has appeared over there, and he said that there is no tomb, so he must be very shameless.
But if the experts say no, then naturally you can't say the opposite.
Hong Qiantu had an idea and quickly changed his words: "Mr. Ji, I was wrong. There is no tomb. There is no Baidi's tomb here."
"You old guy is always adapting to the changing circumstances and never speaks the truth. See for yourself, isn't the word "White Emperor" engraved on the stone gate?"
Ji Mo looked at Hong Qiantu with disdain, feeling that this man was dishonest and too cunning.
far away.
The stone gate is blooming with dazzling rays of light, and the two characters "Bai Di" are shining like stars.
A vast imperial power as vast as the sea enveloped all directions, making people's minds shake and giving rise to the idea of worshiping him.
There is no doubt that this is indeed a relic of the White Emperor. It is not yet known whether it is a tomb or not.
Hong Qiantu's face is as dark as the bottom of a pot. Is it possible that he has no destiny to flatter him?
Why is it that no matter what happens, I am ignored?
"Mr. Ji, this is your territory. Do you want to drive these people away?" Huineng asked.
Ji Mo shook his head and looked at Shimen, his mind spinning a thousand times.
He also heard about Bai Di.
After all, this legendary man is so famous.
Ten thousand years ago, when the human race was in the darkest and most desperate years, the White Emperor emerged from the sky and single-handedly resisted the massacre of the human race by demons, devils, ghosts and other alien races, and held up a piece of heaven for mankind.
If it weren't for the White Emperor, I'm afraid there would be no place for the human race in the Xuanling Realm now.
His achievements are enough to shine through the ages, but his end is said to be extremely bleak.
There are also a few people who firmly believe that the White Emperor is still alive and still silently protecting the human race.
Now, as long as you enter the stone gate, you may be able to solve this eternal mystery.
The stone door was tightly closed, shrouded in an extremely powerful energy, making it difficult for outsiders to approach.
Everyone was watching and no one acted rashly.
"Mr. Ji, are we going to let it go?"
Fan Jingxing carefully discovered that Ji Mo was interested in the Tomb of the White Emperor, but for some reason he did not take any action.
"Eat first, and then talk after you finish eating."
Ji Mo looked at the sky, thoughtfully.
Next, he really ignored it and went back to the house to cook.
Ah Li, the snack foodie, was already complaining that she was hungry, chasing the Ginseng King all over the house, with some uneaten ginseng whiskers hanging from the corners of her mouth.
The Ginseng King originally thought that Ji Mo was cruel enough, but he didn't expect that this little girl with a big butt was better than her old master. She was even more cruel and cruel, so he gnawed on her like a carrot.
"I'm afraid that in the entire Xuanling world, only Mr. Ji can face the Tomb of the White Emperor so calmly and calmly."
Hong Qiantu sighed.
Despite all this, Ji Mo was still not in a hurry and took his time. He was indeed a reclusive master.
Looking at the other people, their eyes were all glowing green, and the greed in their pupils was not concealed at all.
In this comparison, Ji Mo seems even more transcendent!
Hong Qiantu sighed, once again failing to establish a relationship with Gao Ren, what can be done in the future?
"Everyone, since you don't have the guts, let me inherit the creation of Baidi's Tomb."
Some people finally couldn't bear it anymore, couldn't control the greed in their hearts, and started to act.
As he spoke, his whole person turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the stone door.
His voice still echoed in the air, but within seconds, his entire body had turned into a pool of blood.
As expected, the Shimen hid a great terror, and a Spiritual Emperor was easily killed.
"Oh, ignorant."
Some people sneered, "How can it be that Bai Di's tomb is so easy to break into?"
But fortunately, there are such fools who make everyone understand the dangers contained in it.
If there is no powerful protective magic weapon in the Spirit King Realm, I am afraid that even the stone gate cannot be approached. Such a threshold directly blocks most of the people on the field.
In this way, only the real masters are qualified to participate in the competition.
Next, several masters did not believe in evil and tried one after another, but they all failed.
Before these people could get within a hundred meters of the stone gate, they were reduced to ashes by a powerful force.
But the situation has also progressed. The energy contained in the stone gate is getting less and less, and some people have been able to approach the stone gate within ten meters.
While these people were bleeding desperately.
Ji Mo and the others in the room were completely different. They were laughing and chatting and eating enthusiastically.
Almost everyone turned into cooks and ate and drank heartily. Ji Mo's cooking skills were really great.
Little girl Ali's mouth was full of oil after eating, her little face was covered with rice grains, and she kept stuffing things into her mouth.
Hui Neng and Fan Jingxing ate indiscriminately, like reincarnations of starving ghosts, because every bite of food contained great blessings, and missing even half a bite would be a huge loss.
The two finally broke through and entered the spiritual realm.
Some people have practiced hard for thousands of years and still cannot break through this level, while some people have achieved a dramatic increase in their cultivation level in just one meal through flattering others.
If this spreads out, I'm afraid it will piss people off.
For example, Hong Qiantu was shivering in the cold wind outside.
"It's getting dark, it's my turn to play!"
After drinking and eating, Ji Mo looked out the window and saw the setting sun, knowing that the time had come to take action.