Chapter 134 Entering The Tomb

A few birds were playing in the forest.

Flying, they found a small black mark in the distance.

After taking a closer look, he thought it was his own kind, so he flapped his wings and flew towards the black spot.

However, when they flew closer, they realized that this was not the case.

It turns out that the little black dot is not one of their kind, but a person wearing tattered clothes.

I don’t know how this person managed to hang himself on it. It’s actually a bit funny.

"twitter."

The little birds were "talking" around the emperor, and the sound fell into the emperor's ears, and he always felt that it was a mockery.

The emperor was furious, thinking about knocking down the nosy birds around and roasting them to eat, but he never thought that before he was thrown up by Lin Yuan, his meridians had already been sealed by him, and now it was even more so. I can't exert any spiritual power at all.

He could only act like an ordinary person, waving his teeth and claws at a few beasts.

Luo Qinghan chuckled lightly.

"If you do this, that old guy won't be mad at you."

Lin Yuan clapped his hands, scattered all the dust on his hands, and shrugged disapprovingly.

"Skills are inferior to people, that's just the way it is."

"Too."

Luo Qinghan agreed with Lin Yuan's point of view.

The world of ascetics is no different from the animal world.

Adhering to the great principle of "the strong survive and the weak fail", if you don't have enough power, you can only be reduced to being bullied. This is the same everywhere.

After dealing with the troublesome guy like the Emperor, Lin Yuan and Luo Qinghan walked into the passage of the mausoleum.

As soon as he stepped in, the door behind him closed automatically.

The two just looked at each other and didn't care much, then walked downstairs.

The edge of the passage at the entrance is inlaid with luminous stones, which can emit a faint light even in this dim environment, enough to illuminate their surroundings.

However, after walking out of this short passage, they fell into endless darkness.

Lin Yuan snapped his fingers, expecting that the flames in his hands would rise as promised, but he didn't expect that the use of spiritual power was prohibited here!

This is not good...

After Lin Yuan realized this, Luo Qinghan on the side also realized it.

"what to do?"

Luo Qinghan felt panicked for the first time since he started practicing.

Perhaps it was the lack of spiritual support, or perhaps the deathly darkness all around her that magnified her senses infinitely, causing even the sensitive emotions in her heart to rise rapidly.

"fine."

Lin Yuan put his hand behind Luo Qinghan's back and brought her closer to him in order to reduce the fear in Luo Qinghan's heart.

"Since the Demonic Cultivator can stay in this place, it means that this place cannot completely restrict our use of spiritual power. Maybe it just happens that this place limits our performance. Maybe when we go to the next place, we won't be able to use it. This happens.”

Lin Yuan was already a head taller than Luo Qinghan, and now he was holding Luo Qinghan while talking.

To Luo Qinghan, Lin Yuan's voice seemed to be covered with a layer of temptation, low and deep.

She felt like her whole body was about to sink in.

Luo Qinghan felt the temperature on her cheeks rising little by little. She was so ashamed that she buried herself on Lin Yuan's chest. She responded with a sweet "Yes" and then fell silent.

The situation inside was just as Lin Yuan expected. As expected, only the entrance restricted their spiritual power, and even restricted the movement of spiritual power within the mausoleum.

To use an analogy, that place is like a vacuum zone.

Jumping out of the three realms and being in the six realms again.

After they followed the darkness for a while, the bright light came into their sight again.

The faint light that they had despised at first had now become the brightest thing in the mausoleum.

Lin Yuan stood in the passage and looked around. All the roads in the mausoleum were lined with such luminous stones.

The little stars are like fireflies, dotted with a little brilliance.

As I walked, the originally flat passage suddenly became sloping downwards. Even with the light guidance from both sides, it seemed that I couldn't see the end of the stairs.

Lin Yuan and Luo Qinghan were so focused on finding Taotie's whereabouts that they forgot for a moment that their postures were particularly intimate. It was not until they reached the countless stairs in front of them that they came back to their senses.

"Ahem..."

The two of them seemed to realize something, coughed awkwardly, and then quickly flew away.

Lin Yuan touched his nose, still thinking about the soft touch in front of his body just now.

Damn me!

I was so distracted just now that I didn't even savor such a good job.

Lin Yuan consciously slapped himself in his heart, his mind filled with regret, but he did not show it in front of Luo Qinghan.

After all, my master is very thin-skinned.

"Then what...let's go down."

Lin Yuan took the lead to walk down the stairs and stretched out his hand towards Luo Qinghan.

"The lights are dim and I'm holding you so you won't fall easily."

Luo Qinghan hesitated for a while, then put his hand on it.

Da da da--

This staircase is really long. Without the time outside as a reference, they all lost the concept of time in the mausoleum.

I don’t know how long I walked inside, but I could only hear the sound of clicking around my ears.

At this moment, hundreds of miles below the imperial mausoleum, there was an old man with disheveled hair sitting on a stone pier meditating.

White bones can be seen everywhere around him, and the spiritual energy around him that is so red that it can drip blood fills the entire space. From time to time, you can hear "Jie Jie Jie" laughter in the space. Sometimes it is so harsh that it is difficult to listen. The sound of sharp claws scraping against the ground.

In such a bad environment, the old man sat like a bell, and there was no trace of displeasure on his face.

It's as if these things were born to be in the same room, and no one will disturb anyone, but they form a perfect closed loop.

Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-

A rhythmless voice sounded.

At this time, the old man frowned and opened his eyes, his cloudy eyes showing displeasure.

He took a deep breath, drew a full moon above his head with his hands, and ended his practice.

"Which blind guy comes here to cause trouble!"

The old man lifted up his long hair, revealing his hideous face.

He first listened carefully to the source of the movement until he confirmed the place where the movement came from. Then he turned around in a circle and disappeared into the cave.