Stepping on the path, Ji Jianting and Chen Yu kept going up. Half an hour later, they finally saw the entrance to the cemetery.
There are two disciples guarding the entrance, and sitting cross-legged on the bluestone not far away is an elderly man with a white beard, the fifth elder of the Holy Spirit Sect.
Neither Chen Yu nor Ji Jianting hid their figures, so the Fifth Elder saw them early in the morning.
"Isn't this Elder Ji? How come you have time to come to the cemetery?" The fifth elder is in the middle stage of the Golden Core, but in the Holy Spirit Sect, he is outclassed by Ji Jianting, the third elder in the early stage of the Golden Core. Therefore, he is extremely displeased with unscrupulous Taoist priests.
"Elder Wang, I haven't seen you for a long time. How are you?" Ji Jian stepped forward and hugged the fifth elder.
"Who is this?" The fifth elder stared at Chen Yu, whose appearance had changed, with a look of suspicion on his face.
"He is a good friend of Pindao, called Zuotian. By the way, Elder Wang, where are the other disciples?" The people guarding the Wanjia Cemetery are all elite disciples of the Holy Spirit Sect. Ji Jianting has already found out clearly. In addition to the fifth elder, there are also
There were nineteen people, but now only two were seen.
"The rest of the disciples have entered the cemetery for inspection. What's wrong, Elder Ji?" asked the fifth elder.
"Elder Wang, I have brought an order from the leader. You must summon the remaining disciples quickly. I want to announce it in public." Ji Jianting looked serious. The fifth elder thought that there was something important, so he hurriedly asked the two disciples to summon him.
other people.
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Ten minutes later, all the disciples arrived. The fifth elder came down from the bluestone and asked: "Elder Ji, what is the order of the leader?"
"Fifth Elder, it's like this. The leader said that the funerary objects in the tombs of the ancestors of the sect were just left there, and they might as well be taken out for the disciples to use, so he sent me to dig them up." Ji Jianting said sternly.
"That's nonsense!" the fifth elder shouted, not giving any face to Ji Jian. He pointed directly at the fat Taoist priest's face and cursed: "How dare you falsely preach the order of the leader, I will definitely report it to the leader and expel you from the sect.
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"Tsk, tsk, Elder Wang is so majestic. It's a pity that you don't have this chance. Chen Xianyou, take action!" Before Ji Jianting could finish his words, Chen Yu had already rushed forward.
His speed was so fast, as swift as lightning, that the nineteen so-called elite disciples could not react at all.
The fifth elder of the Holy Spirit Sect felt his eyes blurred, and Chen Yu firmly held his neck and lifted him up.
"You...who are you?" The fifth elder looked horrified. At the middle stage of the Golden Core, he didn't even have a chance to make a move when facing the stranger in front of him.
"Who am I? You don't have the right to know!" Chen Yu exerted force with his big hand, but heard a click, and the fifth elder's throat bone was crushed by him, and he breathed out neatly.
"Run!" Seeing that the superior elders were easily dealt with, the remaining 19 disciples had no courage to resist at all, and 19 thunderous dragons rushed into the sky and flew in different directions.
Ji Jianting was extremely worried. Not to mention that all nineteen disciples had run away, even if it was just one, Wan Sheng would know that the funerary objects in the cemetery were no longer with him.
Chen Yu waved his sleeves, and a bright sword energy shot up into the sky. He clenched his big hand suddenly, and the sword energy exploded, no more, no less, nineteen in total, with a whistling sound and lightning speed.
The speed of the sword energy is much faster than the speed of the 19 disciples Yu Kong.
Amidst the pitiful howls, one disciple after another was pierced through the heart by the sword energy, and corpses fell from the sky one after another, with blood dripping down.
In less than ten seconds, all nineteen disciples, including the fifth elder, returned to the underworld.
"What a shame, Chen Xianyou is so strong, I am really impressed by Master Dao." Ji Jian was so happy that the corners of his mouth were almost split to the base of his ears.
"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and dig the grave. If this happens, I will completely destroy the Holy Spirit Cult." Chen Yu somewhat dislikes Ji Jianting. With his smooth tongue and exquisite character, he has to disturb the dead if he doesn't do anything good.
Pure.
Maybe this piece of shit dug up his ancestor's grave that day. Chen Yu must keep an eye on it.
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Carrying a shovel, Ji Jianting walked into the Wanjia Cemetery with great pride.
In addition to the ancestors of the Wan Family buried in the Wanjia Cemetery, there are also some elders from the Holy Spirit Sect.
The cemetery is full of towering old trees with rustling leaves, a quiet environment, and tombstones can be seen everywhere.
Behind the cemetery, there is a raised mountain mausoleum with various features. The first generation ancestors of the Wan family are buried inside.
The first generation ancestor is the founder of the Holy Spirit Religion, equivalent to the ancestor of the secular dynasty and the first emperor. The burial goods inside are absolutely rich.
But Ji Jianting did not choose to visit Taizu Wanjia as soon as possible. According to the unscrupulous Taoist priest, he would not open for a hundred years, and he would live for a hundred years if he opened.
Under every tombstone, there is a delicate beauty waiting for Ji Jianting to visit her. He will not let her go, let alone miss her.
Arriving at the grave closest to the exit of the cemetery, Ji Jianting picked up a shovel and started digging.
"Why don't you just blast it away with one palm?" Chen Yu, who was standing aside, asked puzzledly.
"Do you think I am you?" Ji Jianting rolled his eyes at Chen Yu and said: "First of all, Master Dao, I am only in the early stage of Jindan, and my control of power is far inferior to yours. I can't blast away if I use too much force.
Some of the fragile burial objects in the coffin may have been reduced to a handful of dregs.”
"Furthermore, if there are restrictions or formations on the coffin, Master Dao and I will be in danger of being injured during the backlash."
"Do you think tomb robbing is easy? Violent maniac!"
Chen Yu was too lazy to pay attention to this fat man. He wanted to see the grave of the first generation ancestor of the Wan family, but unfortunately he was held back by Ji Jianting.
The unscrupulous Taoist priest was worried that Chen Yu would open the tomb himself and then swallow the treasures inside.
What a fucking big head! Chen Yu was so bored that he had to sit under the shade of a tree and lazily look at the busy fat Taoist priest.
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The fat Taoist priest shoveled the soil at an incredible speed. Within a few minutes, he dug out a coffin, which made Chen Yu look at him with suspicion.
No wonder Ji Jianting has become a legend in the tomb robbing industry in the Xuanling world. He really likes this industry.
The coffin was dry and rotten. The fat Taoist priest carefully opened the lid of the coffin. There was a female skeleton inside. The burial objects were only some gold and silver jewelry and dozens of spiritual stones.
"No matter how few mosquito legs there are, they are still meat. Hehe, this is not a loss." Ji Jianting directly picked up the female bones and threw them aside in disgust.
Poor this woman, she had no peace even after she died. All her bones were smashed to pieces by Ji Jianting, and her skull rolled into the grass like a rubber ball.
After taking out the gold, silver, jewelry and spiritual stones, Ji Jianting looked at Chen Yu and said with some embarrassment: "Chen Xianchang, you are the leader of the human world, a big shot who eats bear whips and tiger whips, you won't be interested in this bit of mosquito meat, right?"
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Chen Yu waved his hand helplessly, and Ji Jianting happily stuffed everything into the storage ring.