Chen Fan's expression changed. The foot was actually sinking. Doesn't this mean that the bottom was hollow? Before Chen Fan could figure it out, with a bang, the top of the mountain collapsed!
At this moment, the entire Mount Tai shook! Waves spread in all directions!
Suddenly, everyone was alarmed.
In Leiyun Temple, the old man couldn't help but raise his head, looking around with confusion on his face...
Chen Fan never expected that there was another mystery under this Mount Tai! Chen Fan almost stepped on the air, and with a bang, the mountain top collapsed, and Chen Fan and three others fell down in one breath!
"This is?"
Chen Fan was shocked. As soon as he fell down, Chen Fan suddenly discovered that this was the remains of an ancient tomb!
The three people fell down, and Chen Fan got up in confusion. Next to him, Pang Yuan was vomiting blood from the fall. The height was more than 20 meters. If the three of them hadn't each had their own Qi to protect themselves, it would have been possible if someone else had been there.
Was thrown to death.
Chen Fan glanced around, raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at him warily, and then relaxed his eyebrows.
With the layout of this ancient tomb,...it's not enough.
"How are you, are you okay?" Chen Fan walked to the side and helped Pang Yuan up. It seemed that he was really worrying too much. How could there be so many tombs of real people in this small secular world? I could see them last time.
That fellow Taoist is already a miracle.
Looking at this, the bluestone is faint, and a tunnel leads in from an unknown place, all the way to the entrance of the stone cave. The entrance of the stone cave is completely sealed by a stone wall.
This place is clearly the entrance to an ancient tomb. From Chen Fan's perspective, it looks unremarkable.
"Ahem, Mr. Mo, where is this?" Pang Yuan struggled to get up, a mouthful of blood spurting out first. Even though he was a heaven-level master, his body was overwhelmed by such a sudden fall.
At that moment, he blew out a breath first. His breath was a little uneven, so he had to stop and meditate first to recover.
"Is this? What a big pattern!" Li Qingyuan, the leader of the Five Ultimates, looked shocked.
At the moment, he just stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from his mouth, and looked around the tomb with vigilant eyes. Then, a look of disbelief burst out in his eyes. Falling from such a high altitude was nothing to him.
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At this moment, his breath was only slightly uneven, but when he saw the pattern, he was shocked!
How could any ancient monk be buried like this?
For example, when he was alive, he was a peak master of the Five Ultimate Masters, but in fact, he was only at the peak of a grandmaster. He had not survived the three disasters and truly reached the innate realm above the three disasters.
After his death, he was nothing more than a soil.
Like this, a mausoleum is built in a majestic and magnificent manner, like an ancient monk's cave. This has no identity or status, and can someone be buried in it? This is the lowest, a great monk of Huajing, or, Baodan!
Li Qingyuan couldn't imagine it!
Breathing rapidly, Li Qingyuan walked to the stone cave and looked carefully. In front of the stone cave, he carved a tombstone with a few words on it, but did not reveal the true identity of the ancient tomb's owner.
But Li Qingyuan was shocked after reading it, "Could this be a Huajin cultivator??"
Above the innate, it is the transformation of energy!
What a terrifying old monster is this, sitting here?
In fact, in this secular world, it is not that there are no living old monks of Huajin, but such old monks are extremely rare. Most of them live in the world of heaven and humans, and occasionally a few are hiding in the mountains.
Lao Lin.
A Huajin monk can even live up to two hundred years!
In the eyes of the world, this is already a living god!
This is the clearest boundary between monks and mortals. Going forward, innate monks can survive three disasters with their souls, but in fact it is nothing more than that. The lifespan is the highest, but it is not more than 150. Generally, one
One hundred and three, he just sat down and passed away.
In some Taoist temples, some old Taoist priests can still live to this age.
But when you reach the state of energy transformation, things are different all of a sudden. Once this state jumps, it becomes very terrifying. It lasts for two hundred years. Isn't this a living fossil? But let alone Chen Fan's indifference, in his previous life
Chen Fan has lived this life for a whole thousand years. Looking at this little Huajin cultivator, he naturally won't feel anything.
In Chen Fan's eyes, this state is just like a bigger ant.
Li Qingyuan looked up to the sky and burst into laughter. He shook his beard slightly and said, "God-given opportunity, God-given opportunity, fellow Taoist, how about we join forces?"
Li Qingyuan turned his head, glanced at Chen Fan, and said with hot breath, "How about this, this great opportunity is before us, how about you and I join forces to plunder everything in this tomb?
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“We’re 50/50 about what’s in this. Afterwards, we’ll be successful and famous, just for this one time!”
Li Qingyuan's breathing was extremely hot. It was a God-given opportunity. This was probably his only chance to reach the top in his life! How could he not cherish it? At that moment, he couldn't help but speak faster.
Because he knew that such a big movement would eventually attract the attention of some experts.
And nearby is the Cangxuan Sect!
It won't be long before people from the Cangxuan Sect will come in!
On one side, Pang Yuan had already climbed up, breathing heavily, with a hint of shock in his eyes. He couldn't help but look around, "This is..., the tomb of monk Huajin?" Pang Yuan couldn't help but feel deeply.
Horrified.
Chen Fan didn't tell him about the last mausoleum. It was the mausoleum of a real person. Otherwise, he would have been frightened to death.
Of course, this is said again. Even if it is said, there is a high probability that they will not understand it. Above this worldly world, the highest level that can be understood is the monk holding the pill. The ancient monk holding the pill formed a golden
Dan is the pinnacle of all Taoism.
And above that, Xuan Ying didn’t say that again.
Xuan Ying, a thousand-year old monster, immortal, this is a myth in the eyes of almost all monks. I have only heard of it but never seen it, but Chen Fan knows that it is not that simple. This world seems to be more complicated than he imagined.
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Although, when I look around, I can see that there are just little ants everywhere, but there are myths coming out of this place!
Chen Fan's eyes couldn't help but tremble slightly, for example, I am Li Ran!
The founder of Taoism, I left Hangu Pass in the west and disappeared from there. Where did I go? As far as Chen Fan knows, I left the world of heaven and man! Even, I left the Northern Tribulation Star!
Chen Fan even found traces of Lao Tzu's departure on the North Tribulation Star. God knows what level this founder of Taoism and a scholar of heaven has reached.
I'm afraid this is better than a real person! It's as close as heaven!
Shaking his head, he gradually retracted his thoughts. Now that he was thinking about these things, he was still thinking too far away. Chen Fan pondered for a moment and then said, "Okay, but, I want this." Chen Fan pointed at the Thousand-Year Thunder on this side.
Burnt wood road.
Chen Fan was not interested in this small tomb of Huajin, but this thousand-year-old thunder scorched wood was the last medicinal material his daughter needed.
It's not that Chen Fan doesn't want to fight, it's that Li Qingyuan is in the ninth realm of spirit refining, and even if Chen Fan wants to fight with him, he is powerless.
Li Qingyuan glanced at it, then looked away numbly, and nodded impatiently, "Okay." He despised how this man could have such eyesight, and he turned a blind eye to such a huge opportunity in front of him.
But I am interested in this little medicinal material.
"This stone door weighs ten thousand kilograms. I can't open it with my own strength." In front of this door, Li Qingyuan tested the hardness, frowned, and said immediately, "You and I will work together to open this door quickly.
If we delay for a while longer, the Cangxuan Sect’s people will arrive!”
Li Qingyuan said quite anxiously.
Even if we hire modern troops to blast this 10,000-kilogram stone gate, it will not be easy for a group of people to destroy it. But now, these two men, who are almost the pinnacle of combat power in the secular world, plan to smash this stone gate with their bare hands.
"No need." After taking back the Thousand Years Thunder Scorched Wood, Chen Fan put his hands behind his back and walked to the stone door. He glanced up and down. Li Qingyuan was slightly startled. It was just a simple mechanism, but in Chen Fan's eyes, it was useless.
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A few seconds later, Chen Fanda said, "Here it is." As he said that, in Li Qingyuan's shocked eyes, he had already opened the mechanism, and with a rumble, the stone door opened...