Eschatology: He Came From the Grave

Although Chen Simiao had a token to enter the underground palace, he did not dare to be careless.

At the beginning, his master led the way, coupled with the token assist to enter, but in the end, it was still only on the periphery, failed to reach the real underground palace, and fell short.

This time there is no master. They want to find the main palace. I am afraid it will be even more difficult. The opportunity is only this time. It must not be wasted anymore. He has no time to wait for the next opportunity.

The list of candidates to enter the underground palace has been strictly calculated to prevent conflicts between the attributes of the zodiac and cause the underground palace formation to change.

In fact, there were not many promising cultivators from each base this time, and there were only more than forty in total. After removing the inaccessible attributes, thirty-five were left in the end.

In addition to some abilities, there are a total of fifty people in China.

The group of foreign priests had a total of more than twenty, but in the end only ten were selected, so the rest of the reaction was very excited.

What a rare opportunity China’s mysterious Daozu Digong is, how can everyone be willing to come here all the way, and lose the opportunity before the battle.

"The candidate has been decided, don't blame me if you don't cooperate, I will take his life immediately!"

Chen Simiao's vicious eyes looked around the critics, and his fierce murderous aura caused the noises to shut up suddenly, a little bit astonished.

This is his only chance to survive, and he will never allow anyone to sabotage his plan.

The arresting representative who had been with him for a long time was in charge of the overall situation, well aware of his weird and fierce temper. He had to rely on this guy to enter the underground palace, and he should be stopped quickly to avoid **** incidents before he entered.

The whole process is said to be a negotiation. In fact, from the beginning to the end, Chen Simiao is the home court alone. How to get in and how to take the route is all arranged by the other party.

So I really have to make people wonder if he has already gone in, and he is so familiar with it as if he had followed his backyard.

During this period, Chu Huai did not make any comments.

After waiting, I re-discussed with Qin Baifei a few of his own people.

"Chen Simiao is too selfish. This Zhenlong Di Palace not only restricts people who belong to metal and wood, but also restricts all of the metal, wood, water, fire, and soil. In other words, the original purpose of the Taozu tomb was to prohibit anyone from entering."

"And some people have entered the underground palace before, and they have already changed the formation of the underground palace. If you want to enter the real underground palace, it is very difficult and dangerous..."

"Brother Chu, what shall we do now? Should we follow the other party or find another path?"

Qin Baifei was very worried, they must go back alive this time.

"At present, you can only observe the situation in the underground palace. I don't know what it is inside. For the time being, let's follow the situation. Let's talk about the situation, Bai Fei, you will distribute these amulets to everyone, and then let our people pay attention to the movement and follow me and Xiao Ke."

Chu Huai had no bottom in his heart, so he took out the amulet he had prepared in advance.

It is impossible to prevent everyone from entering the underground palace. Everyone can only ask for their own blessings. He must enter. He has a hunch that there are very important things waiting for him in the underground palace...

When everyone arrives, on the ninth day of August, everyone is officially ready to enter the underground palace.

Because of the accidental destruction by the tomb robbers before, the entrance of the entire underground palace has long been revealed at this moment, and there are also partially collapsed pits, which seem to be full of historical ruins.

If it were an ordinary tomb, it would be gloomy, but the Zhenlong Hall here was unusually fiery.

When the heavy stone door slowly opened, a scorching air rushed toward the face, making people feel like a flame is in front of them, and it was so hot that people felt dry in an instant.

"The dragon veins in this underground palace have been trapped for thousands of years. The dragon veins have just reached the sun, and the dryness inside is normal. Don't be afraid. Just get used to it. Remember, don't touch things after you go in... "

Before entering, Chen Simiao once again told him that he was afraid that someone would ruin the plan.

Ordinary people do not understand the number of nine to five. It is the basic common sense in Taoism. According to legend, the pattern of the world is dominated by nine earth dragon veins and five water dragon veins. Mastering these fourteen dragon veins is equivalent to mastering the world's air transport.

The title of the Ninth Five-Year Supreme, used by the emperor of the world, also came from this.

The underground palace is full of yang energy, except for the heavy traces left by history, it doesn't make people feel scared, and there is not even the slightest energy fluctuation. It looks like an ordinary historical relic.

But everyone dare not take it lightly, the more harmless things seem, the more they can cheat people.

This underground palace can even trap the dragon veins and other imaginary spirits, how could it be really ordinary? The legend about Daozu in the monk circle has been passed down from ancient times to the present.

Everyone looked serious and walked carefully.

In addition, a foreign priest who did not understand Chinese profound arts saw the ordinary entrance to the underground palace, and his mood was more relaxed, relying on the language barrier, and even some people whispered in the language of their own country to laugh at everyone's timidity.

It is true that most Taoist monks do not understand foreign languages, but there are also some who have learned to keep up with the trend.

Hearing the secret ridicule of a few foreign priests and monks, I didn't bother to warn each other anymore, laugh, laugh, these people can't stop these people wanting to die.

"Mr Chu Huai, the foreign monk in the red robe is darker than everyone else, almost as thick as ink..."

Yu Ke is good at visual divination and pointed at one of the foreigners who was opposite, who was wearing a red priest's robe.

"Xiao Ke, can you still see everyone getting dark in the Yintang? See if I have it?"

Qin Baifei was very curious and interested. It turned out that the legendary Yintang became dark, and it was so mysterious.

But can I look at this thing casually? Listening to this guy's tone, I still hope that he feels like it. The corners of the people's mouths twitching and speechless.

Yu Xianqing was also embarrassed and hurriedly dragged her own man back, out of anger, "Idiot, I will die if I have one!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as these words fell, the priest Hongyiyang over there screamed.

"What's wrong?"

The people who were walking forward with their frontal color tensed were startled by the sound, and stopped and looked back.

"Oh, I don't know, something bit me just now..."

Father Yang whimpered in pain and raised his hand to explain that there was some redness and swelling on his wide palm, as if he had been bitten by a giant mosquito.

"It may be a bug in the tunnel. This place has been around for thousands of years. There must be a lot of creatures like poisonous insects in it. Be careful, everyone, don't make a fuss about it!"

Chen Simiao looked at it and threw it over a medicine bottle. His expression was not so good and scolded.

They have just entered the tunnel, and it’s very early to find the main hall. Now they’re bluffing about how they are going on the road behind them. They had known that regardless of the people in city b, a foreign devil would not take care of them. These people have a little bit of mystery. do not know.

Several companions with Father Hongyiyang gave him an angry look, and it was embarrassing to be bitten by a bug and yelling.

"Really hurts……"

The starred priest Hongyiyang was very aggrieved. He didn't scream intentionally. The palm of his hand was really painful, as if something got into the flesh.

However, the pain was not felt by others. His palm was only a little red and swollen, and it was not very serious, and he didn't take it to heart. His companion felt embarrassed and urged him to leave.

Only Chu Huai glanced at him and quietly signaled Qin Baifei and others to stay away.

Regardless of whether there is a problem, it is always good to be careful in this kind of place, and this red-clothed foreign priest Yintang looks terrifyingly dark, he is a short-lived ghost, and it is better not to approach him.

Everyone keep going.

After walking through the first narrow tunnel and entering the underground palace, the surrounding passageway began to widen, changing from the area that could only accommodate one person to pass through to three people walking side by side.

Chen Simiao had obviously been to the underground palace. Under the leadership of the other party, they successfully walked through the outermost maze and avoided several anti-theft organs.

If the seemingly easy journey is not taken by someone who is familiar with the road, they are afraid that they will lose a lot of people in these places.

But it's a very easy journey, but I don't know why everyone has a sense of tension in their hearts.

After walking through the last passage, they arrived at an empty hall.

The whole hall is very empty, except for the messy stones, there are no furnishings, but the strange thing is that the entire hall, whether it is on the walls, the ground, or the top of the stone, is all dark red.

It is not the color of the stone itself, but like the red paint splashed in the later period, because it has become a dark red color because of the age, revealing a sense of lifelessness...

This feeling made the foreign monks put away a relaxed mood, one by one, they picked up the cross on their necks and began to read the Bible, and some took out garlic.

Although those artifacts should have been opened by foreign monks, the attitude of fighting vampires made the Chinese Taoist priests who were a little nervous and couldn't help but laugh.

The leader Chen Simiao turned black and shouted again.

"Shut up for Lao Tzu of you guys! What kind of thinking, the big formation here changes a lot, even a wrong step under your feet will cause the defense of the formation to lose your way, and chaos will bring disasters to yourselves!"

Chen Simiao's expression was very bad, and his tone was very irritable.

In fact, he had already discovered the problem. He hadn't seen the dark red and dead hall before he came in. It was obvious that the formation of the underground palace had changed the road.

In other words, they are now lost, and the token in his hand has lost its guiding role...

At the beginning, there were tokens and masters who led the way, but they were not able to enter the real main hall. Now the hardware conditions are not as good as before. At this moment, let alone looking for the main hall, they are lucky to choose the right way.

Chen Simiao was irritable, and the foreign monks looked ugly after being yelled twice.

Although it is said that you do what you like, and you have to be a human being with your tail in other people's turf, they are also powerful priests anyway.

They are a sacred existence in their own country. Not only are they not treated respectfully when they come here, but it is really shameless to be yelled at by such a young man.

A group of foreign monks were angry and wanted to talk, and suddenly one of them screamed out in horror.

"Look, Adolf is vomiting blood!"

Hearing what he said, everyone reflexively looked over.

Then I saw that the red-clothed foreign priest did not know when he fell to the end of the crowd.

At this moment, the other party was holding his chest and leaning against the wall, his face was black and painful, and blood with blood clots in his internal organs was constantly pouring out of his mouth.