Standing outside the cemetery, Chen Muyu looked left and right. He was crying just now. Why was there no one there all of a sudden?
There was no sound of speaking from either side, so something was wrong.
So many people just disappeared into thin air?
Isn't this too weird?
Looking at the empty cemetery, Chen Muyu actually felt like his scalp was numb, especially since there were open tomb doors everywhere.
"senior?"
"Rain Butterfly?"
I shouted twice, but there was only echo, no response.
I looked up and saw that although the yang energy was strong at noon, the leaves in the forest were thick and it was difficult to see the sun.
To be honest, it's better to have more people, but it's so eerie to be alone here, it makes my heart tremble.
Chen Muyu walked into the cemetery and searched everywhere. He could still see the footprints of Taoist Aunt Qingyue and the others on the ground.
Follow the footprints and walk deeper into the cemetery.
After a while, we came to a large tomb.
This tomb looks very old, and it is very grand. It is more than 30 meters long. The front of the tomb is paved with bluestones, and there is a large stele in front. The words on the stele are weathered and can't be seen clearly.
The door of the tomb has been opened and was casually thrown on the grass next to it. There are heavy stones lying across it. The stones have been partially pulled out, but perhaps because it is too difficult, they have not been completely opened. Entering the tomb.
The channel has not been opened yet.
In other words, this tomb was robbed, but it was not successfully attempted.
The footsteps nearby were very messy, and they stopped moving forward when they got here. Taoist Aunt Qingyue and the others probably stopped here for the last time.
Chen Muyu glanced around, but couldn't see anything special. There was no hole in the ground, and the tomb door was not open. He walked over and looked in through the gap between the stones. It was dark and there was a layer of stones.
The owner of this tomb has a strong sense of anti-theft. The stones are layered one on top of the other. If anyone really wants to get in, they will have to move these stones away, and they will be exhausted to death.
Obviously, they couldn't have entered the tomb.
Chen Muyu was puzzled. He just heard the crying stopped and came over immediately. In less than a minute, just one minute, such a large group of people evacuated?
Come to the monument.
Chen Muyu took a closer look and saw that the words on the stele were badly weathered and had leaves stuck to them, making it difficult to see clearly in many places.
"The Great Song Dynasty...what, what, what the tomb of Fairy Yun..."
The character above the word "Yun" was covered by leaves, so Chen Muyu reached out and brushed it.
It’s a poetic word!
Shiyun Fairy?
It must be a certain ancestor in Jingyun Mountain. The tombs of the Song Dynasty are quite early.
There are some small characters below, which I can't see clearly, but they should be the names of the people who erected the monument.
Chen Muyu was about to wipe it with his hand, but as soon as his hand touched the tombstone, a sudden change occurred.
A halo of light spread over the tombstone, and a hand actually stretched out from the tombstone and grabbed Chen Muyu's hand.
Chen Muyu was so frightened that he almost screamed and almost urinated.
A huge force came, and Chen Muyu couldn't help but was pulled directly into the tombstone.
"quack……"
A few old storks flew around, and the cemetery instantly became quiet, eerily quiet.
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As for Chen Muyu, he only felt a blur in front of his eyes. When he appeared again, he found himself in a valley.
Surrounded by lush green grass, wild flowers are in full bloom, and the air is very fresh and filled with the fragrance of flowers.
I heard the sound of rushing water. There was a waterfall in the valley, and the stream gurgled out of the valley. In the distance, it was gray and hard to see clearly.
A mountain, a valley, birds, and animals.
A harmonious scene.
Chen Muyu found that his hand was being pinched by an old man wearing linen clothes and about the same figure as himself.
He immediately became alert and subconsciously clapped his hand.
Under the crisis, Chen Muyu's palm was unreserved.
However, the man did not dodge and allowed Chen Muyu to slap him on the chest.
"Um?"
Chen Muyu only felt that he was patted on a ball of cotton wool, without applying any force at all.
Is this person a ghost?
"Boy, your palm strength is quite strong!"
The man snorted coldly, pushed hard, and threw Chen Muyu out.
More than ten meters away, Chen Muyu could barely keep his body steady.
Only then did he look squarely at the man in front of him.
He has short gray hair and looks very dashing. He is in his fifties and sixties, clean-cut, and 1.8 meters tall. He is a handsome old man, but Chen Muyu thinks that he is not as handsome as himself!
"Grandmaster, this young layman Chen is my disciple's friend!" At this time, a voice came from the side.
Only then did Chen Muyu realize that there were many people standing next to him. They were the disciples from Jingyun Mountain, and the one who was shouting was Taoist Aunt Qingyue.
Chen Muyu was shocked. He looked for them everywhere, and it turned out that they had come here too.
Patriarch?
Looking at the man in front of him cautiously, Chen Muyu slowly moved to the side of Taoist Aunt Qingyue.
I scanned it with the system.
Bu Qingyun, middle stage of golden elixir!
It turned out to be a strong man in the middle stage of the Golden Core. Chen Muyu's expression changed.
Now, if he faced the early stage of the Golden Core, he could still have a chance with his mecha, but if he faced the middle stage of the Golden Core, he would almost certainly not have the slightest chance of winning.
"Ancestor!"
Aunt Qingyue hurriedly stepped forward, introduced Chen Muyu's identity, and told them the story of Chen Muyu's rescue.
The man's face relaxed a little.
"Little guy, your anger is a bit strong!" The man flicked the spot on his chest where Chen Muyu had just slapped his palm, "The palm technique is very domineering, which sect disciple?"
"Grandmaster, layman Xiao Chen has some connection with Shao'e Mountain!" Taoist Aunt Qingyue said quickly.
The man frowned slightly, "I didn't ask you, I asked him!"
Aunt Qingyue did not dare to say anything more and turned to look at Chen Muyu.
Chen Muyu cupped his hands and said, "There is no school, no sect, and no teacher, but there is an elder in my family who comes from Shao'e Mountain!"
"Shao'eshan's skills are Zhongzheng and Heping, but they are not as domineering as you!" The man shook his head and looked Chen Muyu up and down, "It is rare to have such a level of cultivation at such a young age..."
As he spoke, the man turned away his hand and said, "We in Jingyun Mountain don't owe anyone any favors. You saved my disciples and disciples, so you should repay this favor. Tell me, what do you want?"
Chen Muyu was stunned, was this going to benefit himself?
"When the road is rough, you should draw your sword to help. What's the point of being kind?" Chen Muyu shook his head, "However, I have some questions, I don't know if I should ask!"
"explain!"
The man smiled slightly and answered the junior's doubts about spiritual practice, which made him even more mysterious.
Chen Muyu looked around, "Where is this place?"
The man frowned, thinking that Chen Muyu would ask some big question, but he didn't expect that the first question would be this.
"The cave left by the ancestor!"
As he spoke, he led a group of people and walked towards the valley, "I, Jingyun Temple, inherited from the Song Dynasty, my ancestor Shiyun Xiangu, once studied with Hongci Miaofa Yuanjun..."
