Necropolis Immortal Chapter 10: Landscape alchemy diagram

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"Flying Head Technique..."

Looking at the green flames, Lu Yun swept the scene where Ge Long threw his head out, and let out a weak moan.

Is this guy a man or a ghost?

Even if a zombie loses its head, it loses its ability to move. Ge Long was good, and threw his head out as a weapon.

But at this moment, Lu Yun didn't have time to take care of this. He picked up the wind and rushed out of the stone chamber.

Outside the stone room, it was pitch black and there was no light source.

Behind him, the buzzing sound of corpse flies kept approaching.

Lu Yun hugged the wind and staggered towards the front.

Suddenly, Lu Yun felt as if there was a gust of wind blowing on his face, and then his scalp was numb, he subconsciously let go, threw the wind in his arms to the ground, and ran away.

"My son, you fell hurt your servant."

In the darkness, the voice of the wind rang faintly.

"You are not turning the wind!"

Lu Yun yelled, he wanted to return to the stone room.

"The slave and maidservant are not turning the wind, who is it."

The voice was very close to Lu Yun, and seemed to be beside him.

"Wan Feng is a living person, but you are dead!"

Just now, Lu Yun accidentally touched the hand of'Wan Feng'. Although her wrist was hot, she didn't have a pulse.

Without a pulse, you are dead!

The person in his arms is definitely not turning the wind.

Where did the real change of wind go?

Lu Yun's scalp is numb.

Entering the stone room, although there are endless corpse flies and millennium zombies, there is Ge Long, and Lu Yun still has a ray of life.

Facing the unknown in this darkness, Lu Yun has only a dead end.

"A cultivator! If I were a cultivator, I would still be afraid of these things?"

Although the ancient tombs on the earth are weird, they always win when they encounter a big zongzi. Like here, there are countless weird and weird things.

If Lu Yun has the ability to break the wind, he wouldn't need to be so embarrassed.

"Is it a ghost?"

Lu Yun clenched his teeth and couldn't help speeding up his pace.

But the next moment, he was shocked to discover that the stone room that was so close and exuding a faint green light suddenly became out of reach.

No matter how hard he runs, he cannot enter the stone room.

"A ghost hit the wall!"

Lu Yun stopped, his heart cold.

Ghost hitting the wall is a kind of feng shui formation, which can confuse people's senses and make people go around in circles.

There is another saying...Ghost hitting the wall is when a ghost covers people's eyes with his hands, which creates an illusion.

When ordinary ghosts hit the wall, they can't stop Lu Yun at all...This can only be the second possibility, Lu Yun's senses are blinded by something in the dark.

"My son, don't you want to be a slave?"

Suddenly, Lu Yun felt a negative voice in his ear.

A rancid smell entered his nostrils.

Lu Yun stepped back subconsciously, but the thing in the dark followed like a shadow, clinging to Lu Yun tightly.

Suddenly, Lu Yun smelled another fishy smell in the rancid smell. It seemed that something had opened his mouth.

"Since you don't want a servant, then the servant will eat you...you look delicious."

This is what Ge Long said just now.

Obviously, this thing has always been by Lu Yun's side!

Huh----

Suddenly, a turquoise sword light lit up in the dark.

"Ah--"

In the darkness, the thing let out a scream.

A little fire light lit up, and Wan Feng's face was pale, she staggered to Lu Yun's side with the sword in her hand.

"My lord, the servant girl you just fell hurts."

Wan Feng rubbed his **** with one hand, and looked at Lu Yun bitterly.

Lu Yun grabbed Wan Feng's arm, pulse.

"Fucked!"

Lu Yun reacted immediately.

Just now, what he held in his arms was indeed a relief.

But the thing in the darkness blinded Lu Yun's perception and made him leave the wind.

Wan Feng is a cultivator in the pill realm, with tyrannical strength. Wan Feng is by Lu Yun's side, it has no chance to attack Lu Yun.

So it blinded Lu Yun's perception and let Lu Yun leave the wind.

"I was bad just now, I was fooled by the monster."

Lu Yun hurriedly comforted.

Ban Feng was startled. It was the first time she heard Lu Yun apologize to herself when she grew up.

Ban Feng's cheeks suddenly turned red, and her expression was a little bit more shy.

"No, no, it's all the servant's fault. The servant was so frightened by Ge Long that she fainted accidentally."

The thing in the dark was hit hard by the wind and disappeared.

"What was that just now? Why do things here like to learn from slaves and maids"

Ban Feng is about to cry again.

"It should be a kind of fierce ghost, but... it doesn't seem to be born in this fairy tomb."

Lu Yun felt relieved when he saw that the wind was fine.

But the next moment, his heart moved.

The things in this tomb are filled with a scent of decay and ruin everywhere, but the suspected ghost just now seems incompatible with everything in this tomb, as if it came in from outside.

"Is there something else coming in? Could it be the resentful spirits of those who died on the south side of Chixuan Mountain?"

Lu Yun has a bad feeling in his heart.

The overwhelming corpse flies, after entering the darkness, were no longer seen.

"Where is this place?"

Lu Yun opened his eyes wide, and wanted to see this place clearly through the dim firelight.

But the flame in Wanfeng's hand is too small, and he can only see a corner here.

It looks like a room?

"Big... Young Master, this seems to be a boudoir."

Wan Feng said.

Wan Feng possesses the spirit of a cultivator, and her vision is far better than that of Lu Yun.

"Boudoir?"

Lu Yun's mind turned straight.

There are rooms in the tomb, so it is probably the place where the owner of the tomb lived during his lifetime, and the person who built the tomb is rebuilt as it is.

"Come on, son, there is a picture here."

Suddenly, Wan Feng screamed, she walked quickly to the corner of the room and looked straight at a painting on the wall.

"So beautiful..."

Ban Feng looked at the painting and muttered.

Lu Yun also came to Wan Feng's side and looked at the painting with the light of the fire.

Above the scroll, there is a beautiful and unparalleled woman in white clothes, who looks like twenty-eight fragrant flowers, white clothes fluttering, and a sword across the sky.

The woman in white also holds a picture scroll in her hand.

When Lu Yun looked at the woman in white, his heart couldn't help but violently twitched.

It's so beautiful!

Even though this is only a painting, the face, temperament, and demeanor of the woman in the painting are vividly displayed... It seems that this is not just a painting, but a peerless beauty standing in front of her eyes.

"Tianyazi presents Danxian Yuying."

Lu Yun saw a row of small characters written in small seals in a corner of this painting.

"Small seal?"

Xiaozhuan is a commonly used character on the earth during the Qin and Han dynasties. As a tomb thief who has studied Chinese history, Lu Yun can naturally understand Xiaozhuan.

"The characters used in the fairy world turned out to be Xiaozhuan."

The text in the fairy world turned out to be Xiaozhuan. Although it was beyond Lu Yun's expectation, it also made him relieved. At least this way...the chances of wearing a gang are smaller.

"Tianyazi? Danxian Yuying?"

Looking at the name on the scroll, Lu Yun muttered: "Could the woman in the painting be the person buried in this tomb?"

"Danxian Yuying?!"

Wan Feng’s eyes widened, "How could it be her?"

"Do you know her?"

Lu Yun asked.

"Hmm!"

Pan Feng nodded, "This Danxian Yuying is a man of action more than a thousand years ago, the eighth-generation state shepherd of Xuanzhou!"

"Legend, the immortal pill Yu Ying is beautiful and beautiful, and she is unparalleled in appearance. He was refined into an elixir as an immortal cultivator! But later, the immortal Yu Ying was attacked by someone during the catastrophe and fell under the catastrophe... , This tomb turned out to be the tomb of Danxian Yuying."

"My lord!"

Wan Feng was so excited that he almost jumped up, "Since it is the tomb of Danxian, there may be nine-aperture golden pill here...or the pill of nine-aperture golden pill!"

"Really?"

Lu Yun's eyes lit up, and his heart was beating.

With the nine-aperture golden core, he can cultivate immortals and possess the ability to wind up.

Even, Lu Yun can continue to be the lord of Xuanzhou...Xuanzhou is barren, but he can make Xuanzhou prosper by changing the layout of the Jiulong coffin in the prefecture and animal husbandry mansion.

Lu Yun's heart is hot.

Huh!

Suddenly, a bad wind rang behind him, and something seemed to rush towards him.

"I have been waiting for you!"

Suddenly, turn around!

The long sword in her hand pulled out a sword flower and pierced straight towards the thing in the dark.

Puff!

Something seemed to be exploded, and Lu Yun felt a sticky thing splashing towards him.

At the side of Wan Feng, a flash of cyan light and shadow blocked the viscous liquid from outside.

Gurulu!

A head rolled down at the feet of Lu Yun and Wan Feng.

This is an extremely rotten head that doesn't know any creature. Its eyeballs will fall out of their sockets.

The front of this head was pierced by a piece of wind, and the front and back were transparent, just like Na Ge Long.

But its mouth, still one and one, seems to be biting something.

"Bring the wind, cut this head apart!"

Lu Yun took a few steps back in shock.

"Good!"

After some tempering in the tomb, Wan Feng's mind has also grown and become decisive.

She raised the sword in her hand, bursting out a cloud of sword light, and cut the head into several pieces with the sword light.

"Let you learn from me, let you learn from me!"

While cutting, Wan Feng's mouth was still muttering quietly.

……

In the depths of the fairy tomb, the main tomb.

A huge coffin was quietly suspended in mid-air, and under the coffin, a green flame was beating gently.

This flame, light and agile, seems to be a spirit in the fire, completely different from the green flame that Lu Yun and Wan Feng saw.

Around the coffin, eight people in black stood in eight directions, raised their hands, and muttered words, seeming to be offering sacrifices.

Suddenly, the face of a man in black changed.

"My corpse puppet is dead, and someone else enters this tomb."

The man in black has a hoarse voice, and it seems that he hasn't spoken for a long time.

"You just came here."

Another black-clothed man said, "If a stranger comes in, just use his soul as a sacrifice, quickly open the coffin of Yuying, and get the ‘Landscape Alchemy Picture’ in one fell swoop."

"We have planned for thousands of years in order to obtain the'Landscape Alchemy Map', and there must be no mistakes at this time."

"Hate that Tian Yazi buried the remains of Yuying together with the alchemy diagram of the landscape in this ancient immortal tomb, causing my door to waste thousands of years."

……

"This time, won't you come back to life again?"

Wan Feng looked at the fragments of the head on the ground, and as soon as she gritted her teeth and tapped her finger, the flame in her hand rushed down, burning the debris on the ground to ashes.

Obviously, Ge Long's resurrection had too much impact on her, leaving a shadow on her young heart.

"Absolutely not."

Lu Yun shook his head slightly when he saw the action of turning the wind, "What is this? Just now it seems that it confuses my mind and almost eats me."

"But if you can be killed, it should not be a ghost, but an unknown creature, or a zombie."

Lu Yun let out a long sigh of relief.

"This boudoir should be the former tomb. If I guess right, the main tomb is behind this boudoir."

"Bring the wind, the fire is bigger and light up here."

Lu Yun said.

"Yes."

The five fingers of the wind are spread out.

Huh!

The small flame in her hand jumped gently and turned into a fireball the size of a human head.

In an instant, this boudoir was illuminated.

"It really is a woman's boudoir!"

Lu Yun looked up and down the boudoir.

Although it has been silent for a thousand years, it is spotless, and the layout of the room is exquisite. It can be seen that the owner of this boudoir should be a woman with a beautiful heart.

However, this boudoir has four doors, which are divided into four directions.

"It's another round!"

Lu Yun looked at the four portals, lost in thought.

"This is a four-phase situation... the direction you just came is the south, the main fire. So there is that green flame. The thousand-year-old zombie blasted the wall, obviously because of the flame."

"The west is the main gold, and the land where you are killed will die. The north is the main water, and there should be a great zephyr in the north portal."

"The main tomb is to the east!"

Suddenly, after some calculations, Lu Yun looked at the door in the east.

"Go, let's go to the east portal!"

While speaking, Lu Yun eagerly ran towards the east portal.

"My son, go slowly!"

Banfeng hurried to keep up.

Lu Yun came to the door and gently pushed with his hand.

A ripple flashed across the door, and Lu Yun's body disappeared out of thin air.

"My lord?!"

Wan Feng was shocked, she pushed the door hard, but the stone door didn't move.