Yi Chen rushed towards the imperial tomb of Suoyun Peak with the crowd, and saw a crack slowly cracking on the hillside in front, gradually expanding to both sides.

After a while, a mountain gate was formed, which was arched more than two meters high, and it looked very spacious inside.

People rushed into the tomb, but Yichen did not fight for it, slowly walked in while looking at the surrounding environment.

When you enter the tomb, you feel like you are in a huge hall, bright and clean, and it seems that someone is cleaning and organizing it, and there is no similarity to the tomb you imagined. Thousands of people flock in, but they don’t feel a little crowded, and they even seem very empty.

"Haha, this is not a tomb, it's simply a palace. Look, it's bigger than the palace, but there are no palace maids and no queen..."

"This guy is crazy. I don't know what he is doing when he comes in, and I have the thoughts on what kind of palace queen."

"Then whose tomb you said is, it's so magnificent, but you can't find anything. Could it be empty? It's not a tomb at all, but an ancient imperial palace."

Yichen was also very confused. Jinjia clearly said it was Cangmu's tomb, so how could there be no corpse, no treasure, no tombstone, no inscription, no...

Even the thousands of people who were still there just now disappeared, and the vision seemed to be blurred, the hall was gone, and the space was reduced.

A gust of wind blew, and Yichen entered a narrow and dark space. He expanded his consciousness and found that he could sense at least three or four hundred meters that was compressed to within fifty meters.

This space is too weird, and there is a hint of depression in the darkness.

Yichen knew that there were no more than ten people within a range of fifty meters around him, and these people seemed to be experiencing painful suffering.

"Old Gong, I'm almost out of breath, I'm suffocating me to death. How are you?" said Lao Jiao, one of the four wandering masters.

"This should be controlled by some kind of formation. The yang energy is thin and the yin energy is too strong. We don't have luck and save our physical strength."

Mr. Gong seemed to have some understanding of this space: "Let's go forward and see if we can find some more people. Let's try to break this formation together."

"Hey, this little brother. Let's go together. It's a bit weird here. It's safer for everyone to be together."

Old Gong waved to Yichen, his attitude looked gentle.

"Okay." Yi Chen saw that the four old men of Gong were not like treacherous people. Besides, if he acted alone, he might be a little weak. After all, there were too many people and had great power.

"We are the four tyrants, my name is Lao Jiao, this is Lao Gong, those two are Wuhu and Basan."

Lao Jiao introduced himself first: "Old Gong is a sloppy man, he always bullies the three of us. We come here mainly to watch the fun and don't expect to get any treasure. There are too many experts here, and none of us can afford to provoke. Little brother, what's your name?"

"My name is Yichen, and I am also here to see the excitement." Seeing that Lao Jiao is straightforward, Yichen couldn't help but feel more favorable to him.

The five of them walked forward slowly together, and occasionally they met a few people, and everyone walked together.

Suddenly, a gloomy breath filled the dim space, and the coldness penetrated into the heart, with the pressure of death, making people suffocate, and the surroundings became dark, and they could not see their five fingers.

"No, this is ghost energy. Quick luck protects your heart." Mr. Gong hurriedly reminds everyone that he is older and has more experiences.

I once heard that if the ghost energy enters the heart vein, it will control the body and make people turn into a walking corpse like a zombie.

Yichen sat on the ground with luck to resist, but the ghost energy was too heavy and still came to oppression, invading his body wantonly. The huge depression made Yichen difficult to breathe.

The ghost energy wandered in his body, competing for his vitality. Although Yichen was nervous, he was not panicked. He knew that only by being calm could he have hope of survival.

Although they were invisible, there were constant fears around them. Some people could no longer bear the erosion of ghost energy. Their minds gradually became confused. The entire space was shrouded in the terrifying breath of death...

Yichen was also fighting hard. Just when he was about to be unable to hold on, he suddenly felt a familiar breath coming from his mind. Then he had a thought, and the Sun and Moon Pot in his body emitted a slight abnormal movement.

The ghost energy entering the body moved towards the Dantian as if it was received some command, and instantly entered the Sun and Moon Pot.

The ghost energy outside was still invading, and then it continued to gather into the pot. The Sun and Moon pot seemed to be very excited and kept absorbing it.

After just a few breaths, Yi Chen no longer felt depressed. The ghost energy seemed to have just passed through his body and did not cause harm to him.

Could it be... The Sun and Moon Pot can even refine ghost energy, and it looks a little cheerful and excited...

Yichen was no longer lucky. He relaxed his whole body and acted as a ghost energy transmitter. The breath in his mind could no longer be felt, but the Sun and Moon Pot was still very busy.

This lasted for a moment, the space was a little brighter and the fear was less and less. The people around him slowly opened their eyes and looked around in surprise.

I was obviously entangled by the ghost energy and couldn't breathe, but it seemed that I had walked to the near Naihe Bridge, so how could I survive again?

Also, the ghost energy on his body slowly emerged from the traces of it, and the black air visible to the naked eye left his body, heading in a certain direction.

Everyone has a sense of ecstasy after the disaster. Although they don’t know what happened, they are still alive, and this is the greatest happiness.

"Hey, look, Brother Yichen...what is wrong?" Lao Jiao found something was wrong. The black air actually lined up and entered Yichen's body in an orderly manner.

When the others heard Lao Jiao's cry, they looked at Yichen. Although the space was still a little dark, the black air was really visible.

Could it be that this kid sucked all the ghost energy and saved the lives of us?

But how could he bear it? Judging from his cultivation level, he had just reached the level of supervision. Everyone looked at each other and looked confused.

"Lao Jiao, don't move!" Seeing that Lao Jiao couldn't help but get up and wanted to pull Yichen, Gong quickly shouted: "Don't interfere with him now, otherwise he would harm him."

Lao Jiao was startled by Gong Lao's snatching and then reacted. However, he was worried about Yichen's safety and was so anxious that he scratched his head.

At this time, the black air around Yichen gradually disappeared and his body became calm. So he opened his eyes. He had just heard the conversation between Lao Jiao and Gong Lao, and also saw Lao Jiao's anxious appearance, and couldn't help but feel a little grateful.

I have nothing to do with these people, I just walk together without any responsibility or obligation. It is rare for Lao Jiao to worry about it so much.

"Thank you, Brother Jiao! Thank you, Mr. Gong!"

"Brother Yichen, you're really okay, it's great!" Lao Jiao ran over and pulled Yichen up, looked left and right, with an excited look on his face.

In addition, there were also the few people I met before, all of whom were full of suspicious expressions, their eyes flashed, and they had the desire to find the answer from Yichen.

"Everyone, it was Brother Yichen who sucked away the ghost energy from us just now and saved everyone's lives. I'm very happy that he is still alive, I don't know the reason. But no matter why, I will never allow anyone to hurt him. Although we are not gentlemen, we are also open-minded people."

Old Gong glanced at the people with sharp eyes and said loudly. Basanwuhu also stood beside Old Gong to show his advance and retreat together.

"Yes, Brother Yichen is our friend. If anyone is not good for him, it is impossible to get along with me, Lao Jiao." Lao Jiao turned around and said to Yichen: "Brother owes you a big favor. If you have something to use in the future, just give me a command."

"Brother Jiao is so serious, I don't know what's going on. I didn't expect to save you, let alone how to save you." Yichen said sincerely. This is the truth. He did not expect the abnormal movement of the Sun and Moon Pot, but he couldn't say that there was this treasure in his body.

"Brother Yichen, whether you have the intention or not, we did escape from the gates of hell because of you. No one can tell how many crises there are in front of you, but as long as we are there, you will never let you take risks alone."

Old Gong is sophisticated. He has already seen that Yi Chen is not simple. He must have treasures on him, otherwise he would not have been able to inhale so much ghost energy and be alive.

Although our cultivation is not high, we are still young and have reached the level of supervision at the age of just over teenagers. We are already a genius. If we become great in time, we will save our lives inadvertently. If we make friends with him, we will benefit greatly in the future.

Under the strong oppression of the four wandering heroes, the people smiled embarrassedly. In fact, they also knew very well that since Yichen had foreign objects to protect him, it was not something that ordinary people could hurt, and they were just curious.

The group continued to walk forward. After the ghost energy was sucked by Yi Chen, the space was much brighter than before and the air returned to normal.

Not long after, a stone door appeared in front of everyone. Everyone tried their best and hit the stone door at the same time. The stone door that was a foot thick fell down.

"This formation should be to seal the ghost energy. Now the ghost energy is gone, so the stone gate is easily opened by us."

Old Gong sighed and continued: "This tomb owner must have been attacked by a large number of ghost energy, deprived of his life. Before he died, he arranged a formation to trap the ghost energy. From this, it is inferred that the tomb owner should have entered the ghost realm, and the only one who can enter and exit the ghost realm for thousands of years... Could it be... the tomb owner must be Taoist Cangmu."

"Taoist Cangmu? Is Cangmu who went in and out of the ghost realm to look for the Wuji Sword?" Lao Jiao was the first to respond, but said with annoyance: "He didn't get the Wuji Sword at all. We are in vain. There will be no treasure here."

Lao Jiao’s words made sense, and Mr. Gong did not refute it.

Yes, a Taoist has not obtained the Wuji Sword. Although he can enter and exit the ghost realm, he has a ghost energy. Even if he has foreign objects, he may not be a good product. I'll find a way out soon.

Yichen was also a little puzzled. Isn’t Cangmu having black cicada-yi? Why would it provoke a lot of ghosts? He was puzzled and his curiosity became even greater. He should find a way to find the black cicada-yi, there should be an answer there.
Chapter completed!