Old Monk: "However, the Snow Mountain God King left a prophecy. One day, a supreme being will be born in the Snow Holy Land. He will destroy all evil spirits and rule the world!"
Wu Bei narrowed his eyes and ruled the world? He looked at the old monk and asked: "Your hard training here must be related to the Holy Land of Tianxue, right?"
The old monk smiled slightly: "I am just an ascetic monk and have nothing to do with the Tianxue Holy Land."
Wu Bei: "Really? Why do poisonous people look for you instead of others?"
Old monk: "They believed the rumors and thought I knew the tomb of the Snow Mountain God King."
Wu Bei: "Master Danba, after the death of the Snow Mountain God King, was he ever buried in the cemetery?"
Old monk: "The poor monk doesn't know."
Wu Bei knew that he couldn't get anything out of the old monk's mouth, so he said: "Since the master refuses to talk, I won't bother him."
After saying that, he jumped off the edge of the cliff. After falling a few meters, he was caught by human skin and disappeared instantly.
Looking at Wu Bei's leaving figure, Master Danba murmured: "Is the prophecy of the Snow Mountain God King finally coming true?"
Wu Bei patrolled the area for a week and found many poisonous people. He did not hesitate to kill them all!
It was already an hour after returning to the military camp. Fang Yongqiang quickly asked: "Dragon Head, have you found anything?"
Wu Bei: "I have killed many poisonous people and learned that their purpose is to find the Holy Land of Tianxue. But it seems that they will not be able to find that place in a short time."
Fang Yongqiang: "With the dragon head here, these poisonous people will definitely never come back!"
Wu Bei: "I will stay for a few days to investigate the affairs of Tianxue Holy Land. General Fang can tell me if you need anything."
Fang Yongqiang: "Okay, then I won't disturb Longshou."
Fang Yongqiang was busy with military affairs and resigned.
Wu Bei asked Hua Jieyu: "Where is the ancient tomb of Zangyuan?"
Hua Jieyu took out the electronic map and took a look at it, and said: "Longshou, the ancient tomb is two hundred and seventy-five kilometers away from here."
Wu Bei: "All the people from the former Southwest Group died in it. Did they ever bring out the news about what is in this ancient tomb?"
Hua Jieyu: "According to the information left behind, we should have encountered a powerful magic circle."
Wu Bei was surprised: "Is there a magic circle inside?"
Hua Jieyu: "Yes. Now our people don't dare to go in and can only temporarily guard the entrance. However, after the news of the discovery of the ancient tomb has spread, a large number of domestic and foreign cultivators came and wanted to explore the ancient tomb. And
The number of people is increasing, and it is difficult for our existing people to maintain order."
Wu Bei thought for a while: "Let's go and have a look over there."
So Wu Bei took Long Wei with him and took a plane to the ancient tomb.
Half an hour later, the plane hovered under a snowy mountain, and people jumped off the plane one after another.
There were many camping tents set up around here, and at least hundreds of people gathered here. Some even made fires and cooked food here.
Hua Jieyu: "Longshou, the entrance to the ancient tomb is not far ahead."
Wu Bei nodded, and the group walked forward a few hundred meters, and saw a huge piece of ice. The ice melted, revealing a hole as high as a person.
There were twelve Tianlong people beside the entrance. When they saw Wu Bei, they stepped forward respectfully and saluted.
"Dragon Head!"
Wu Bei nodded and asked them: "You are guarding here, but does anyone want to break in?"
One person said: "Back to Longshou, the monks outside want to enter the ancient tomb to explore, and some of them even have conflicts with us."
Wu Bei nodded: "You guys stay outside, I'll go in and take a look."
Just as he was about to enter the ancient tomb, he heard someone in the distance say: "You Tianlong are too overbearing. This ancient tomb is an unowned land, why can't we enter?"
Wu Bei looked back and saw a middle-aged man shouting there, and a group of people behind him were echoing. Judging from their accents, they should all be foreign monks.
Wu Bei said calmly: "If anyone is not convinced, you can come over and I will have a good chat with him."
The middle-aged man sneered. Without any fear, he strode towards Wu Bei and said, "Okay, I'm just about to reason with you Tianlong people!"
The middle-aged man stood in front of Wu Bei and said: "We just want to take a look at the ancient tomb. I hope you Tianlong will not stop us."
Wu Beidao: "This is Yanlong. Anyone here must abide by the laws of Yanlong Kingdom. The ancient tombs are protected by law, so you can't enter."
The middle-aged man sneered: "What if I must enter?"
Wu Bei said calmly: "It's best not to do this, otherwise you will die miserably."
The middle-aged man snorted heavily: "I want to see how you made me die miserably!"
Wu Bei sighed softly. He knew that if he didn't suppress this person, the others would follow suit. He said: "Let's do this. I'll punch you. If you can dodge or take it, you can't do it in this ancient tomb."
You can come and go as you please, and I will never stop you."
The middle-aged man's eyes lit up. He was a master of Xilan Cult. His best skill was fighting. He was confident of avoiding Wu Bei's blow. He immediately said: "Okay! I will let you punch me!"
"boom"
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly fell into an illusion. There was darkness in front of him, and he could not see his fingers. He was shocked and stood there blankly. At this moment, a fist appeared and hit his stomach.
With a muffled groan, the middle-aged man arched his body and curled up like a shrimp. His face was pale and he was sweating profusely.
Wu Bei said calmly: "My punch broke your intestines and destroyed your meridians. It's best to find someone to send you back to China for treatment."
Everyone looked at each other in confusion. What was the situation? Why didn't the other party dodge and let him hit him?
After speaking, Wu Bei asked everyone: "Does anyone else want to give it a try? You can punch me in and out at will."
Naturally, no one dared. They were completely unsure of Wu Bei's strength. They were afraid that like the middle-aged man, his intestines would be broken by a punch. That would be too bad.
Seeing no one answered, Wu Bei turned around and entered the ancient tomb.
Behind the ice cave, there was a passage diagonally downwards, and the ice surface was very slippery. Hua Jieyu and ten dragon guards followed in, while the remaining dragon guards guarded outside.
After walking for more than a hundred steps, we entered a relatively flat place, surrounded by solid ice and a man-made space.
Directly in front is a dark door. This door is very dark and made of light-absorbing material. It absorbs all light, so it looks completely black.
The door was closed, and no one seemed to have ever entered.
"Have the people from the southwest group gone in?" he asked.
Hua Jieyu: "They opened the door and all walked in. This door has no lock and can be pushed open."
Wu Bei put on his gloves and pushed hard, and the door rumbled open. The door was very heavy, and if he hadn't been strong, it would have been difficult to push it open.
Behind the door is a long passage made of thousands of years of ice. The passage is two meters wide and three meters high. It seems to be at least several hundred meters long.
In the middle of the long ice path, some corpses were lying in various directions.
Seeing the corpse, Hua Jie said: "Longshou, let the dragon guards explore the way. Don't take risks easily."