At the dark entrance to the tomb passage, with the roar of a stone slab falling to the ground, the still dusty dust was shaken up by Lao Gao.
"Bah...bah...bah..." A sweaty man with a beard fanned the wind and blew out the dust that flew into his mouth.
"The old man surnamed Ji is indeed right, this is definitely a big tomb!" The Khan said after taking a few glances into the tomb passage.
Behind him stood four muscular men.
"Boss, this place should be far away from the real tomb. Seeing that the entrance to the tomb is so tight, it seems that no one has tampered with it. We will make a fortune now!" the second son said with a smile.
"There is no point in getting rich. Are we looking for the external things?" the boss said, slapping the second on the neck.
"Yes, yes, we brothers are planning for a future!" The second child quickly changed his words.
"Whether our brothers can enter the transcendent realm depends on this transaction, let's go! Enter the tomb!" The boss waved his hand and led the four brothers in.
"Brother, this tomb passage is really fucking spacious. We have stolen the tombs of so many strong men. This is the first time we have seen such majestic tombs," the youngest said.
"Style is of no use. People are all gone, so it doesn't make any difference where you live." The old man laughed and cursed.
"This time I hope there will be some kind of secret treasure of Kung Fu. Just like the tomb of the strong man in the Creation Realm we robbed last time, one big pill for each person, and it can directly upgrade us to the third-grade Grandmaster Realm. That would be really cool.
!" The youngest said again.
"I told you, don't expect anything that is uncertain. Just like this time, this tomb looks magnificent, but if it was built with all the savings, we will not be happy in vain." The boss
Said very calmly.
After walking for about a stick of incense, the youngest suddenly shouted from the corner of his eye: "Brothers, there is light ahead... there is fucking light ahead!"
The brothers were stunned and quickly moved the torch away. Sure enough, a beam of light shone straight down not far ahead.
"Oh no, let's get on there first!" The boss yelled and rushed forward, and the other four brothers followed quickly.
Running all the way out of the tomb passage, the five brothers came to the open space. Above them, the moonlight was shining directly down, shining through the hole above.
"Brother, this is new soil, it feels like it was just dug out." The third child squatted on the ground, grabbed a handful of soil and squeezed it and said.
"Damn it, anyone who can open a mouth under such a deep layer of soil is an expert. Damn old thief Ji tricked us." The boss cursed loudly.
"The soil is new, which means people are still inside. As long as we move quickly enough, we can block them inside." The second child said.
"Open the door first. This door doesn't look good. The seams are closed and it's probably uneven inside." The boss walked to the door and touched the heavy bronze door.
The five brothers pressed their hands on the bronze door together. As the five of them exerted their strength together, five high-level master realm cultivations exploded in front of the bronze door.
The bronze door made a loud clicking sound, and a gap slowly opened.
Smelling the rotten smell coming from inside, the five people smiled on their faces.
"This is the taste, it's delicious!" The boss waved his hand and got in with his four younger brothers.
As they entered, the bronze door closed again.
"Damn it, brother, there's something weird about this place." The youngest said with a twitch in his heart.
"Don't fucking scare yourself. They are all places where dead people are buried. They are all the same and make a fuss." The boss raised his foot and kicked the youngest on the butt.
"Let's talk about it, let's talk about it. This place does reveal some evil nature. The brothers all cheered up and put out the fire, and the hoods were brightened." After the boss kicked the youngest, he said, he is the boss
, those who come with him are his brothers, he must be careful.
The four brothers nodded upon hearing this and stamped out the torches in their hands.
Slowly walking into the high platform in the middle of the hall, their eyes fell on the stone tablet.
"Fourth, take a look." The boss waved and called the fourth over.
Although the fourth child was tall and tall, he was the most knowledgeable among the five brothers. He was usually the one who identified the owner's epitaph when entering a tomb.
After hearing this, the fourth brother took two steps forward and began to identify. The other four brothers surrounded him and were on guard.
"Brother!" The fourth child suddenly exclaimed.
"What's wrong?" The boss quickly came over and asked.
"Have you heard of Wenliang Kingdom?" asked the fourth child.
"Wenliang country? Wenliang? Damn it! That ancient country more than a thousand...two thousand years ago?" The boss thought for a moment and said with his eyes widening.
"Here...buried...is...the last...generation...of the Wenliang Kingdom...the monarch...Wen Tianhuan!" Lao Si said one word at a time.
"Quick! Think about what you are talking about!" the boss urged, pointing at the tombstone with his excited finger.
"The pursuit of immortality is fruitless... It is a pity that my life has ended at the level of an emperor. I have not been able to become a saint in this life, especially..." The fourth child stopped as he read, and his face changed.
"What's so special?" the boss pushed him and shouted.
"We have set up a soul-devouring Chaos Yang Formation here, using one hundred thousand living souls as condiments to support our souls for a long time, hoping that in the future we can ascend to the saints and live the same life as heaven."
"The ones who come after... who come after... are all my condiments, and their energy will help them become saints..." The fourth child's face became extremely ugly after he finished reading.
"What do you mean?" the four brothers asked in unison.
"It means...there are no dead people in this tomb...if there must be dead people, it would be you, me and the group of people who came in before."
"Why? You should tell me quickly! He's almost dead and he's still gasping for air." The boss urged with an anxious look.
"No reason, because the owner of the tomb is not dead at all, he is still alive!" Lao Si said with a wry smile.
"Didn't you say that he was the last king of Wenliang Kingdom?" the boss asked.
"Yes!" Lao Si nodded.
"This year is the year 372 of the Shenwu Calendar of the Shenwu Empire. Before the Shenwu Calendar was the Ziwei Calendar, and before the Ziwei Calendar was the Taiyuan Calendar. Both Emperor Taiyuan and Emperor Ziwei have been in power for more than a thousand years. In addition to these 372 years, they have already
More than two thousand years have passed."
"An emperor only has a lifespan of a thousand and a hundred years. The Wen you mentioned was buried here only at the end of his life. Plus more than 2,300 years have passed. How could he still be alive?" The boss said.
He said with disbelief.
"Did you not hear a word of what I just recited?" The fourth child glanced at the eldest child and said.
"If you have anything to say, tell me what the fuck I'm doing!" the boss said, kicking the fourth child.
Laosi raised his hand and pointed to a place on the stone tablet and said: "We have set up a soul-devouring Chaos Yang Formation here. We use one hundred thousand living souls as ingredients to support our own souls for a long time. We hope that in the future we can ascend to the saints and live the same life as heaven."
"
"He used the lives of a hundred thousand people to renew his life, which means that he is still alive, and there is a strong emperor here! And he also said that those who come after him are all condiments, and we can use our souls to help him become a saint."
After the fourth child finished speaking, the four brothers fell silent.
At this moment, rapid footsteps sounded, and two people ran out of the corridor at the end of the hall. They looked extremely embarrassed, one was a thousand-year-old man in black clothes, and the other was a bald monk in white clothes.