The tombs of emperors have always been filled with treasures. Maybe that place is full of spiritual energy. If you are lucky, you might pick up a treasure.
"Mr. Chen wants to go, then I will take you there..."
Bai Zhantang drove the car: "Actually, there is nothing to see in those imperial tombs. Many of them have been excavated, and the ones you see now are all renovated, which is fake, and not interesting..."
When Chen Ping heard this, his originally high interest suddenly dropped a lot, but since he was already heading there, he just wanted to take a look!
Soon, Chen Ping and the others arrived at the place, which covered tens of thousands of square meters and contained more than a dozen mausoleums, large and small. Since it was not a tourist time, not many people visited the place.
Surrounding these tombs are some low hills with green trees and a very good environment. In front of the hills is a small river only a few meters wide, which was probably dug manually.
"There are mountains and rivers. These emperors enjoyed it so much after their death..."
Chen Ping couldn't help but sigh secretly.
"Mr. Chen, please wait a moment, I'll buy tickets..."
Bai Zhantang wanted to buy tickets, but was stopped by Chen Ping.
"No need to go, there's nothing to see, let's just walk around outside..."
As soon as Chen Ping got out of the car, he already noticed that the spiritual energy here was very weak, and there was no aura from the treasures that Chen Ping imagined.
It seems that this place has really been hollowed out, and now only a frame remains for later repairs.
Chen Ping and the others walked along the artificially excavated river towards the hill.
Although the aura here has not changed much, the air is much fresher. In addition, there are few people here, so it is still a good place to relax!
After passing a small bridge and preparing to walk up the hill, Chen Ping suddenly stopped. Then he frowned slightly and instantly exuded his consciousness. At this moment, Chen Ping appeared in places hundreds of meters away.
Clear your mind.
"What a powerful aura..."
Chen Ping felt a powerful aura. Judging from the aura he felt alone, the opponent must have reached the Wuzong level.
But how could a martial artist appear in this place? He also exuded his own aura, which was obviously a warning, warning other warriors not to approach.
"Mr. Chen, there seems to be someone here, and they have made this place their own territory..."
Bai Zhantang also felt this powerful aura, but he couldn't feel the opponent's level of strength.
"This is a public place, and it doesn't belong to anyone. We just need to move forward..."
Chen Ping said calmly.
Chen Ping wanted to see what this martial arts master was doing. You must know that a powerful martial arts master would not come to this place to practice, let alone expose his aura easily. If the other party is doing this now, there must be something wrong.
Chen Ping and the others continued to move forward. The further they moved forward, the stronger the tyrannical aura became. But along with that aura, Chen Ping actually felt another aura from it. He felt it carefully, and Chen Ping felt a little
He was stunned: "Why is there Yin Qi here? Is it an evil cultivator?"
If there is an evil cultivator here, then it is possible. After all, evil cultivators cannot be seen and they need to practice in a place with few people. This is the right place.
Upon hearing the evil cultivator, Bai Zhantang and Xiaolan's expressions changed slightly, while Chen Ping's face became more and more excited.
If it is really an evil cultivator, then Chen Ping would not be polite. He can just use the cultivation of this evil cultivator to help him practice and absorb the cultivation of these evil cultivators. No one in the martial arts world will criticize or take care of it. After all, these
None of the evil cultivators are good people, they all rely on absorbing other people's energy or yin energy to practice.
