No time to think too much.
Yang Fang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then immediately called everyone above him to come down.
According to his idea, even shopkeeper Chen fell on the roof. Even if it was a bit dangerous, it was nothing to worry about.
"Let's go."
"Be careful, I don't know if this rope is long enough."
"Don't worry, the sky-piercing cable is more than a hundred meters long, and the short one is dozens of feet long. It will definitely not be a problem to land safely."
"That's good."
The few people who were left behind did not hesitate when they heard this.
The red girl was wearing a long red skirt, like a gorgeous petal, floating in the thick mist. With a sky rope between her feet and a wind lantern in one hand, she quickly fell down.
The action was so fierce that several people above him gasped.
Bai Banla looked even more ashamed.
As a grown man, just by leaning against the wall of the well, I felt weightless and uneasy, but the two girls never complained a word from the beginning to the end.
Fortunately, everyone in this meeting was attracted by the upcoming Dixian Village, and no one noticed anything strange about him.
Secretly cheering myself up.
As the group quickly passed through the dome and entered the underground, he gritted his teeth, held the rope with both hands, and slid down like the white ape.
Anyway, just think of it as climbing a tree.
Seeing his sudden boldness, Kunlun, who was responsible for protecting him, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.
This was somewhat beyond his expectation.
Maybe this is what the shopkeeper said about cultivating courage and nourishing one's soul?
But even so, Kunlun did not relax his vigilance and kept following him until he saw him landing safely, and his anxious heart fell back into his stomach.
He stepped forward and patted his shoulder.
He signaled to Bai Banla not to be nervous and to find a place to rest first.
He held the light and looked in all directions.
The place below you is not in the Dixian Village, but closer to the mountainside. The three-story, two-sill attic in front of you is built against the mountain.
A group of people came down first.
They were discussing something in low voices outside the building.
Kunlun didn't rush forward, but looked around carefully.
This place is somewhat similar to the red dust fantasy deep under Pingshan Mountain, both in terms of layout and terrain.
There is also a lot of fog in Coffin Mountain. Although I can't see too far away, as far as I can see, there are ancient buildings with pink and green walls, blue bricks and black tiles.
These buildings are not like Wuliangdao Palace, but are somewhat similar to the old houses in Wuxi Town.
Exactly the same style.
The front house, the backyard, and the main room and wing.
It's like building a new Wuxi Town here.
But there is no fireworks in the town.
On the contrary, everything is strange and ominous.
It's like...
Kunlun thought about his words.
Finally, I came up with the most appropriate description.
It's like the paper-shaped houses placed in the mourning hall when someone dies in the countryside.
In a trance, it feels extremely unreal.
Looking back, there are several private houses side by side with the three-story attic, and... a building that looks like an ancient temple, with cornices and auspicious animals sitting in the mist.
"Guanshan Ossuary Tower?"
Just as he was looking around in surprise, a cry of surprise came.
That voice was all too familiar to him.
Who else could it be if it wasn't Yang Fang?
Ye ah hoo hoo.
But when it came to the word "Guanshan", it immediately caught the attention of him and the two people who finally landed, Feng Sibei and Partridge Shao.
"Oxological Building?"
Feng Sibei frowned slightly.
There does not seem to be such a place in the Dixian Village passed down from ancestors, and the Guanshan Zhimi Fu does not point to the theory of hiding bones.
Subconsciously, he quickly walked towards the attic without caring about rest.
Wait until you get downstairs.
Looking up with the help of the wind lanterns in the hands of everyone, Feng Sibei saw at a glance the green tiles and red doors of the attic in front of him, and the carved beams and painted beams. In the closed Dixian Village, they had not corroded or peeled off, and their color was as new as new.
The upper and lower doors and windows of the attic were closed.
The beams and squares are placed closely, the mortise and tenon joints are closely joined, and the components are evenly matched.
The structure is rigorous and the wood is solid.
It is definitely rare in my life.
And on the entrance hall, there are five words "Guanshan Ossuary Tower" hanging impressively.
The door alone is made of several wooden beams, and the beams, columns, purlins, and rafters are all connected by mortise and tenon joints. At first glance, it gives people the feeling that it is impenetrable and as stable as a rock.
but.
This attic obviously occupies an extremely important position in Dixian Village.
There are six wooden locks hanging across the door, interlocking with each other.
It would be extremely difficult for a craftsman who is not good at picking lock pins to open it.
When he looked up, a red girl in a red dress had already approached the door of the building. She took out a golden hairpin from her long hair and was trying to unlock it.
The craftsmanship of Moon Gate may not be comparable to that of Honeycomb Mountain.
The Jiugong Chihu Lock cannot be broken, but it is not difficult to open the Luban Lock with six consecutive locks.
I saw her holding the golden hairpin, aiming at the keyhole and stabbing it a few times. Soon, a crisp click sound came out, and she hooked the golden hairpin, and the first wooden lock opened in response.
Followed by the second and third courses.
Take advantage of her to unlock the door.
Feng Sibei approached Chen Yulou. He was still worried about the demon armor scattered all over Dixian Village, but after going down the mountain, the smooth journey made him a little unbelievable.
Just asked briefly.
Chen Yulou shook his head.
"Taoist Master, don't worry."
"It has no mind to care about us now."
At this moment, his mind swept away, and Luofu had chased the broken armor to the sky with no way to go down to the ground. The roar that came from time to time in the mist was from it breaking through the mountain.
besides.
It's not like he did nothing.
The body of the soul holds the dragon scale sword and has been waiting in the void. As soon as the Nine Death Jingling Armor reveals its body, the brewing sword energy will cut down in the air.
"That's good."
Hear this. Feng Sibei finally breathed a sigh of relief.
In fact, the rumors about the demon armor described in the Feng family were so terrifying that for hundreds of years, the Feng family thought about it over and over again. In the end, they only thought of ways to seal the corpse immortal while it was sleeping in the Year of the Gopher.
But now...
Shopkeeper Chen's power is far beyond imagination.
Even the Nine Death Jingling Armor was powerless to fight back.
Inexplicably, he recalled the confident look of Shopkeeper Chen, who he met for the first time, sitting in front of the coffee table under the dimly lit lamp.
Now, he finally knew where his confidence lay.
The only thing that made him curious was.
"Shopkeeper Chen, that flowing fire...well, that's Luofu, right?"
Feng Sibei's eyes were full of curiosity and confusion.
Outside the cave, the stream of fire suddenly crashed down from the night sky. He felt like a falling meteorite with flames.
The majestic fire made it impossible for him to open his eyes.
All of his spiritual energy was suppressed in the sea of qi meridians, unable to be activated at all.
So much so that at this moment, he still couldn't tell what kind of existence the Luofu mentioned by Shopkeeper Chen was, so that he could pursue the demon armor and kill him.
"There is a county in western Hunan, named Nuqing."
"There is a spiritual creature in the county, its cry is like thunder, it can destroy mirages, suppress demons and subjugate demons. The locals call it the Phoenix Crying Angry Chicken."
Chen Yulou explained with a soft smile.
There are so many spiritual creatures in the world.
The Angry Chicken may have only been heard of in western Hunan. Even if he knew more about it, he would probably have a hard time connecting it with the legendary Tianfeng.
Sure enough, when he heard the words Feng Ming and Nu Qing, Feng Sibei was just thoughtful and did not ask further questions.
Click——
While talking.
Miss Hong had broken six wooden locks in a row, reached out and pushed the door gently, and the door opened smoothly.
I don’t know how many years it has been in the dust.
She subconsciously checked her side, which was almost an instinctive habit developed over many years of reverse fighting.
Whether you open a coffin or enter a building, if miasma accumulates or traps are hidden, you can easily fall into a trap if you go straight in and out.
But...
Surprisingly.
After the door opened, the building was completely silent. There was no fire, quicksand, hidden arrows, or poisonous gas. There was no rotten smell in the breath. On the contrary, there seemed to be a medicinal smell of sandalwood.
"It's the fragrance that repels insects."
"This is Xiaoyao Pavilion."
Feeling the medicinal energy, Partridge Whistle said with some surprise.
The rest of the people had heard about it more or less, and their tense expressions immediately relaxed a lot.
"Go in and have a look."
Chen Yulou made a prompt decision, held the wind lantern, and crossed the threshold in one step.
Kunlun immediately followed.
Yang Fang was not slow either. He held the Vajra Umbrella in his hand and scanned the surroundings with his eyes like a knife, especially the floor tile structure under his body, in case there were hidden weapons such as wind wood and mercury.
But after walking around, I didn’t find much.
It seems that the owner of Dixian Village has absolute confidence in the many roadblocks he has set up, and thinks that few people in the world can understand the mystery.
There is no need to set up virtual reality in Dixian Village.
The group of people each held a lamp, and the ossuary building, which was originally dark, was suddenly brightly lit.
I saw sandalwood shelves placed in the huge hall.
The furnishings are all pieces of tortoise shell and keel bones.
After a rough scan, there are almost hundreds of pieces.
"Dragon Bone Book?"
The old foreigner was shocked when he saw it.
He had seen the two heavenly books in the hands of shopkeeper Chen and knew how valuable they were. He didn't expect to see so many tortoise shells as soon as he entered the door.
Chen Yulou shook his head and just glanced sideways at Feng Sibei.
"Taoist Priest, these should be the artifacts from the Heavenly Book that the Feng family has taken from the hanging coffins, right?"
Although similar to the Dragon Bone Heavenly Book, the two are completely different.
The Dragon Bone Heavenly Book was derived from the Muchen Bead by King Wen of Zhou Dynasty.
Most of these tortoise shells were buried in hanging coffins by ancient hermits, wizards from the Ba Kingdom, and Taoist priests from past generations. It is recorded in them that in addition to Feng Shui and astrology, there are also many strange arts.
Chen Yulou took a brief look and found that the snail-star ancient seal scripts could barely be read through, but the pictographic Ba scripts were simply like reading from heaven.
"Yes."
Feng Sibei didn't hide it either.
At this point.
All he relied on were the people in Chen Yulou.
"I think there are a lot of Taoist fire techniques in it. Can you refer to it for practicing ancient methods?"
After hearing this, everyone who was still looking around suddenly turned around, their eyes hard to hide their heat.
These are all good things that are hard to find.
You don’t need to think about it to know that many of them have even lost their inheritance.
"There is nothing you can't do."
"Even if Shopkeeper Chen doesn't say anything, Pindao plans to take them away. When the trip to Dixian Village is over, he will return to Qingcheng Mountain and select these one by one, extract them again, and give them to everyone as a reward!"
Feng Sibei looked serious.
Although he did not have many achievements in spiritual practice, he had read the Taoist canon throughout his life and had done considerable research on ancient Dharma.
These things are absolutely easy to do.
"Then you're welcome, Chen."
A smile appeared on Chen Yulou's lips.
After giving instructions to Hua Ling and Miss Hong, the two most attentive girls were left to choose.
He held the lamp and continued walking towards the back hall.
Just took a few steps.
Feng Sibei seemed to have seen something.
He subconsciously speeded up his pace.
Then he stood in front of the back hall screen in a daze.
An astonishing ancient scroll hangs on the wall, and countless figures can be faintly seen walking among the coffins hanging on the cliff.
"This is the Feng family's... Picture of Guanshan Stealing Bones." (End of Chapter)