Chapter 292 Wusheng River
“It’s going to be difficult now,” Liang Yan said in a deep voice:
“Three days are really not enough for me to find the sect’s destiny. I haven't succeeded yet in the future. When I get on the playing field, I'm afraid Yao An will be exposed."
"No, I have to hurry up, Lord. Attack! If you really can't succeed, you will have to give up the chess piece of Yao An!"
When he thought of this, Liang Yan immediately turned to Yao An and ordered: "Take the sect map you know. Draw a copy for me and mark the places where you think the treasures may be stored or the areas you don’t know about! ”
"Yes!"
Yao An nodded dully, then took a pen and paper from the storage bag on his waist, leaned over and drew a map on the table in front of Liang Yan.
Not long after, a brand new map appeared in front of Liang Yan. After Liang Yan took the drawing and looked at it carefully for a moment, he showed an uncertain expression on his face.
It turns out that a large area on the map was marked with the word 'Unknown', and only a few places were marked with the words 'There may be treasures' and 'Definitely not'.
“I didn’t expect that the interior of the Tomb of the Dead would be so strict. As a seventh-level Qi Refiner, Yao An’s range of activities would be so small. At least about 60% of the area is usually prohibited from him. ”
This unknown range was so large that Liang Yan couldn't decide where to start.
“Huh?”
Just when he was hesitating, he suddenly saw a long and winding line above the map, but this long line was intermittent, and even in most places in the middle Not drawn.
"What is this place?" Liang Yan asked, pointing to the long line.
“This is the Wusheng River.” Yao An replied.
"Wu Sheng River?" Liang Yan raised his eyebrows, and suddenly remembered that Liu Jing had told him that day in Lingbao Pavilion that there was an underground river inside the Tomb of the Dead, and his disciples were strictly prohibited from approaching this underground river. Not even the Eighth Hall Elder.
"Why don't you draw it all?" Liang Yan asked again.
"The owner of the tomb strictly prohibits ordinary disciples from approaching. We have only seen it from a distance a few times in some places. I have never seen most of the areas where this river passes."
"As expected!" Liang Yan nodded secretly, and suddenly With a thought in his heart, he lightly drew his finger on the map and thought: "Why don't we start from here."
On the stone table, under the oil lamp, Liang Yan's finger was stopping at an infinite distance. An unknown area quite close to the river.
The Tomb of the Dead is located in the heart of Changning Mountain. There is no sunlight at all throughout the year. Only an occasional oil lamp on the mountain wall emits a faint light.
This kind of terrain itself is also suitable for the cultivation of corpse path skills. You must know that ordinary iron corpses are still a little afraid of the sun before they are fully trained. This is also the reason why low-level corpse path monks always carry a coffin with them when walking outside. Only after the Iron Corpse has completed its cultivation and evolved into the Bronze Corpse can it be completely unafraid of the sun.
At this moment, outside the entrance of a dim corridor, there are two black-robed monks who are at the eighth level of qi training. They have serious expressions and their eyes are looking around. It seems that they should be The disciple on duty here.
At this moment, a cold wind suddenly blew in from outside the passage and blew out the oil lamp on the passage wall.
“What’s going on!”
The two black-robed monks immediately became alert and hurriedly released their spiritual consciousness, covering the entire passage entrance. However, unexpectedly, there was no movement at the entrance of the passage, and no trace of anyone was found. "Strange? Is it a coincidence?" one of them asked doubtfully.
Another person yelled angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about? This place is somewhere deep inside the mountain. How come the wind is always blowing! You continue to be vigilant here. , I'll light the oil lamp. "
The man from before obviously agreed with his point of view and responded: "Okay!"
Then he saw a magic formula being played in the darkness, and the oil lamp on the wall was relit, illuminating On the confused faces of the two people.
"Have you seen anything suspicious?"
"No! As soon as the oil lamp went out, I was on guard at the entrance of the passage, and there was no abnormal movement."
"That's good. , just to be on the safe side, we’ll report to Elder Tang later. "
"Okay, I'll do as you say."
After the two discussed, they stood on guard on both sides of the passage again, but this time they were more serious than before. Two pairs of eyes stared around without blinking
At the same time, on the other side of the passage, a young man in gray clothes emerged from it. He first raised his head and glanced around, then murmured to himself: "This place doesn't look like the sect's treasure pavilion, but I'm here, so I have to inquire about it no matter what."
This young man was naturally Liang Yan who sneaked in secretly. He used the Tianji Pearl to hide his aura and passed the guards outside without anyone noticing. What appeared in front of him at this time was a very huge cave. There are actually many unique lofts in the cave, dividing the area into three parts.
There were many monks in the Qi refining stage in the outermost part. Liang Yan looked from a distance and saw these people in twos and threes, each sitting on the ground around a large pot, and from time to time they fired several shots at the flames under the pot. Dharma tips. Looking inside the pot, a green liquid was boiling, as if something was being cooked.
At this moment, another black-robed monk walked out of a small attic next to him. This man actually had a corpse under his left and right armpits. He put the two corpses into the pot expressionlessly. In the big pot, he sat cross-legged on the ground like everyone else. At the same time, he made secret formulas with his hands and kept pouring magic formulas into the flames under the pot.
"Are these people refining something under orders?" Liang Yan noticed that these monks had shackles on their hands and feet. They looked like slaves, not disciples of the sect.
"No matter what, let's go to the back first to see if there is anything I need." With this thought, Liang Yan immediately used the Tianji Pearl in his body to hide his aura, and then walked towards the back of the cave with a waist. .
He was extremely fast, and his level was so much higher than these monks that even the monks in the field didn't notice anything unusual.
Liang Yan walked all the way to the back and saw that the second area was a cemetery with many large coffins placed in the middle, some of which even made Liang Yan feel a hint of danger.
But he didn’t care so much, and went straight to the third area.
There are many lofts here, most of them are exquisite and gorgeous, and the materials used are also valuable. Liang Yan was about to take action when his ears suddenly moved and he heard the faint sound of someone talking.
"Over there!"
Liang Yan glanced around and finally identified a tall attic.
(End of this chapter)