Necropolis Immortal Chapter 6: In the game

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"My lord, where are we going?"

Wan Feng's face gradually recovered some blood, and the fear in her eyes gradually disappeared.

Obviously, although the first killing brought a huge impact to the wind, she was a monk in the Dan realm after all, and she quickly walked out of the shadows.

"Didn't I tell you, let's go to the fairy tomb in the mountain."

After walking for a while, Lu Yun was panting.

Although he was carried by the wind, his bones were too weak, and he was a little overwhelmed by walking in the mountain for a long time.

"But my lord, the direction of the fairy tomb is not there."

Ban Feng said with some confusion.

"Bring the wind."

Lu Yun said seriously.

"The servants are here."

"Don't call me an adult anymore."

"What should the slave and maid be called an adult?"

"Call me Lu Yun."

"Slaves dare not."

"Call the son, anyway, I will not be the state shepherd anymore."

"Good adults."

"..."

……

The mountains of Chixuan Mountain are winding.

There are few people here, there are no birds and beasts, there are overgrown weeds in the mountains, there is no mountain road at all.

Holding the wind to help Lu Yun, the other holding the spiritual weapon long sword, constantly cleaved the weeds to open a path.

As the sun was about to set, Lu Yun waved his hand for Wanfeng to stop.

"Changing the wind, are you tired?"

Lu Yun looked at him with a vigorous expression, without any tired wind, he couldn't help asking curiously.

"Master, slaves are immortal cultivators in the alchemy realm, with a long aura. This journey is nothing to slaves."

Ban Feng also carried a package on his back, which contained glutinous rice, yellow paper, shovel and hoe.

Originally, these things were placed on Lu Yun's body, but less than halfway away, they almost crushed Lu Yun.

"Cultivator, when can I become a cultivator!"

Lu Yun shook his head slightly.

"My lord, are we going back?"

asked Wan Feng.

"No, we are going to the fairy tomb."

Looking at the fairy tomb, Lu Yun's eyes lit up slightly.

"But it is rumored that the fairy tomb is on the south side of Chixuan Mountain, and we are on the north side..."

Ban Feng asked hesitantly.

"South side?"

Lu Yun sneered: "On the south side is Xuanwu's butt, the most filthy place, so yin and evil, whoever dares to enter there is a death."

Suddenly, Lu Yun remembered that Wan Feng had said that before, many monks and even immortals had gone to explore the tomb, but no one came out.

"The person who built the tomb is insidious. He secretly planted a fake tomb to conceal people's eyes and ears... No, it's not a concealer, but a trap. This person is insulting, worse than the person who laid a deadly pattern in the tomb." /

Lu Yun murmured.

Xuanwu is the **** of the north, even if he goes ashore, he will still face the north, leaving his **** to the south.

This Xuanwu Fuqiu is the feng shui situation transformed by Xuanwu Qi's land.

The sky was getting darker, and Lu Yun took a little bit of dry food and gradually recovered his strength.

"Bring the wind, you dig a hole here and dig all the way down."

Lu Yun observed the trend of the mountains and rivers, and was secretly surprised.

Although you have reached the fairyland, the feng shui here is generally the same as that on the earth. Even the tomb specifications and customs are not too different.

Ordinary tomb robbers who want to find the tomb need the assistance of Luoyang shovel to determine the age of the underground soil and infer the location of the tomb.

However, Lu Yun is the strongest captain in history. His tomb robbery has reached a superb level. According to the trend of mountains and rivers, soil texture, and the position of the sun, moon and stars, the location of the tomb can be inferred.

This is the so-called dragon hunting, gold sharing, and acupoint fixation.

More importantly, ordinary tomb thieves use Feng Shui pattern to judge whether this place is suitable for tomb construction. Some places are suitable for building tombs, but there may not be tombs in them.

But Lu Yun was able to judge from the layout here whether there is a tomb here.

"Good lord!"

Wan Feng didn't take the shovel and hoe, but instead started to dig the dirt with the long sword in his hand.

Above the spirit weapon long sword, the sword aura shot, and the soil in the mountains was like tofu, which was easily cut open.

Lu Yun was dumbfounded.

"Yes, this is the fairy world."

Lu Yun smiled bitterly. He threw the **** and shovel aside. He had known so long ago, and he was carrying these two cumbersome things.

Wan Feng was digging a hole, and Lu Yun was not idle either.

He took out the yellow paper and glutinous rice, and wrapped the glutinous rice in the yellow paper. Immediately, Lu Yun gritted his teeth and bit his fingers, drawing strange lines on them.

This is the so-called black donkey hoof.

Black donkey hooves are not real black donkey hooves, but glutinous rice and yellow paper. They are called black donkey hooves because they look similar to black donkey hooves.

The glutinous rice can restrain zombies, and the lines drawn by yellow paper and Lu Yun's blood can increase the glutinous rice's ability.

If anyone really goes to the tomb with the hoof of a black donkey, encountering a zombie is a dead end.

"Usually black donkey hoofs have to be smoked and roasted in a stove. I don't know if these things I made are useful."

Lu Yun made seven black donkey hoofs, and he was a little dizzy, lost too much blood, and was too weak.

"My lord, I dug a wall."

Suddenly, the voice of pulling the wind came from the thief hole.

Lu Yun's eyes lit up.

"Don't dig the wall, don't come up, wait for me to get down!"

Lu Yun hurriedly dragged some pre-prepared branches from the surroundings. After entering the thief hole, he covered the entrance of the thief with the branches, and then climbed down the thief hole.

This stolen hole is deep and long, about several hundred meters long.

At the end of the hole, Wan Feng's hand dragged a small ball of light to illuminate the end of the hole.

"Look, my lord!"

When Lu Yun arrived, he said to Lu Yun invitingly.

"Very good!"

Lu Yun's hand gently stroked the blue brick wall, a smile flashed across his face.

"The fairy tomb is really here?"

Wan Feng's eyes also lit up.

"Also fake."

Lu Yun shook his head slightly. He tapped on the wall lightly, and the sound of each brick was different.

Lu Yun closed his eyes and pondered for a while.

"However, when the fake is true, the truth is also false. There should be other bureaus within this Xuanwu Fuqiu."

Lu Yun murmured, "In the middle game. Since there is a middle game, then the real fairy tomb is in this middle game."

"My lord, what is a midgame?"

Wan Feng asked curiously.

"In the words of the immortal world, it is a formation with other formations."

Lu Yun replied, "The Chixuan Mountain outside is a huge formation, but inside the Chixuan Mountain, there are other formations."

Wan Feng still seems to understand.

Although Wan Feng is a pill cultivator, her knowledge is limited.

"Is this fake too?"

Ban Feng continued to ask.

"It's fake, and it's true!"

Lu Yun smiled slightly.

"Bring the wind and blow this wall away."

While speaking, Lu Yun stepped back a little.

"Good!"

A cyan brilliance flashed above the spiritual weapon long sword in Wan Feng's hand.

Huh! Huh! Huh!

Pull the wind and swing the sword, and cut this wall open in a few strokes.

A **** hole appeared in front of Lu Yun and Wan Feng.

Huhuhu——

Weird winds, coming from the big hole, a rotten breath, instantly flooded the thief.

"Smelly!"

Lu Yun almost fainted by this breath.

After a long time, the decayed aura gradually dissipated.

Lu Yun covered his nose with his sleeves, and said to Wan Feng, "Let's go in."