Chapter 180 The Burial Ground
The old man had already begun to teach Kong Xian earnestly: "Apart from the fact that you gave birth to Qinqin, your boss has nothing to offer you. You are too scheming to be a good person. It's too fake and the method is too cruel."
"We, the monks, just take care of our grudges and live freely in the world."
"Uncle Master taught me that!" Kong Jiang nodded bravely. Then he echoed: "Listening to my uncle's words is better than ten years of reading the books of sages."
"Haha!" Huangfu Wuqin seemed to have come specifically to see Kong Ji's illness, and he smiled happily on the side.
But she quickly calmed down her emotions and said softly to her uncle, "Let him go in and see if he can be selected."
"That's natural." Uncle nodded, looked at Kong Zhen again with almost white hair, and warned: "The sect has stipulated that you can only be given three days, no matter what you have experienced inside. If you don't come out, I will come in and kick you."
"Uncle Master, you have given me two days of grace before."
Huangfu Wuqin squeezed his small nose with an unhappy look on his face. This gesture made Kong Ji's eyes wide open. All straight.
“Are you acting coquettishly?” Huangfu Wuqin always looked down at everyone.
She always looks so indifferent when facing her father, but she can also act coquettishly?
Sure enough, Uncle Master was pinched by Huangfu Wuqin. After pondering for a while, he added: "The rules of the sect are the rules of the sect. Rules are dead, but people are alive... …Five days then!”
Kong Ji’s face was already covered in black lines. What he said before about the sect’s regulations was all bullshit.
“This old man is not a good guy.”
Cang Dang!
Kong Ji's thoughts were brought back to reality by a loud noise.
But the black stone door suddenly opened.
Under the gaze of Shi Shuzu and Huangfu Wuqin, Kong Jiang knew what to do.
“Disciple, let’s go in now!”
Although I don’t know what’s inside, I can let such a senior master and uncle guard this place.
There must be some chance inside.
Kong Ji cheered up and stepped into it.
On the other side, at the same time as Kong Ji entered the stone gate.
Huangfuying's figure also appeared at the entrance to the crack on the surface, looking at the rich and unbreakable spiritual energy.
He did not hide the contempt on his face and whispered: "Damn old man!"
Without guessing, Huangfuying knew that the old man inside was scolding her.
This great uncle was the strongest voice against Huangfuying when he took over as the head of the Cangwu Sect.
This also resulted in Huangfu Ying being able to have the final say wherever he went in the Cangwu Sect.
But the master's uncle's territory failed time and time again.
Fortunately, that uncle liked Huangfu Wuqin from the bottom of his heart.
This is also the reason why Huangfuying asked her daughter to take Kong Ji there in person.
“Indecisive, wanton, careless about the beginning and end, doing everything depends on one’s own preferences. With such a nature, it is no wonder that the Cangwu Sect was suppressed so miserably by the Dingyue Sect.”
< br>With a snort, Huangfuying tossed his sleeves and left.
At the same time, the uncle at Shimen also forgot about his eyes when Huangfuying left.
He seemed to have heard Huangfu Ying’s voice. Even so, the old face was still full of stubbornness: “Unfilial and rebellious disciple!”
Boom! Accompanied by the roaring sound of the stone door rubbing against the ground.
The door behind him slowly closed under Kong Ji's gaze.
"What is this place for?" Kong Zhi curled his lips. Neither Huangfu Wuqin nor the gatekeeper Shishuzu had explicitly stated what was behind this stone door.
Kong Ji glanced around and saw nothing but darkness, and did not notice anything strange.
After a short pause, he had no choice but to take a big step and walk towards the interior of this space.
The spiritual energy here is even denser, and the amount of spiritual energy in the air has reached a certain spiritual level. When Kongji walks in it, his skin exposed outside his clothes feels moist.
He gently wiped a handful of the dew that had condensed on the tip of his nose and held it in front of his eyes.
It turned out to be liquid spiritual liquid.
Kong Jin gently squeezed the drop of spiritual liquid again and watched it evaporate on his fingertips, then turned into spiritual energy and dissipated.
This scene made him look strange, and he immediately said: "Isn't this the spiritual vein of the Cangwu Sect?"
I have long heard that there is a spiritual vein under the Cangwu Sect. It is the foundation of the sect. The spiritual spring in the Lingquan Cave where he had been staying was actually a spiritual eye branched from a tributary of the spiritual vein.
This place is located underground in the Cangwu Sect, and there is such a massive gathering of spiritual energy, which makes Kong Xian have to think about spiritual veins.
It turns out that he was not wrong.
Kong Jin walked towards the space inside for about a thousand feet.
The white spiritual energy that filled the entire space suddenly became thinner.
Without the obstruction of spiritual energy, Kong Ji’s vision was clear.
I saw the scene behind the white mist.
A big rolling river is rushing in this space.
It emerges from the deepest part of the ground, winds forward, and stretches for dozens of miles deep in the ground.
The river water is clear and translucent, and countless spiritual energy floats out of the river, disperses around, and penetrates into the ground.
"It is indeed a spiritual vein!" Feeling the vast spiritual energy emanating from the spiritual river, Kong Zhi's eyes showed that it was indeed true.
Only above this spiritual vein, there is a barrier that looks like a formation, blocking the entire exposed spiritual vein.
The formation barrier appears green in color, giving Kong Ji the illusion of being indestructible and accompanied by a sense of endless life.
While guarding this spiritual vein, it also relies on the supply of spiritual energy from this spiritual vein, continuously delivering spiritual power to the formation to maintain the operation of the formation.
"Tongyou Grand Array! It turns out that the formation eye of the Tongyou Grand Array is here, it is this spiritual vein." Kong Ji, the Cangwu Sect's mountain-protecting formation, naturally knew about it.
According to rumors, the Cangwu Sect's Tongyou Formation can sustain an incense stick without being broken under the attack of several palm-born powers.
This level of defensive formation is probably rare in Wudong.
The power of its formation is inseparable from the spiritual vein in front of it.
The position where Kong Ji is standing now is on the left side of the spiritual vein.
Looking at the long spiritual vein in front of him, he became even more interested in the existence of this space.
Ta-ta-ta!
Stepping to the left side of the spiritual vein, Kong Ji continued to move toward the inside.
As he went deeper, he soon discovered something very unexpected.
A stone tablet half a man's height. The black stone tablet is made of the same material as the gate guarding the outside of this space.
Kong Ji fixed his gaze on the stone tablet and saw a few lines of large characters engraved on its smooth surface.
The Tomb of Lumen.
Lumen, a Taoist named Qinghu, joined the Cangwu sect at the age of thirteen and became a disciple of the thirty-sixth generation.
Enter the inner gate at the age of twenty-one.
Lu Men ranked forty-one on the Hidden Dragon List at the age of twenty-three.
At the age of thirty, he was promoted to the wheel and served as the deputy head of the Cangwu Sect Law Enforcement Hall.
At the age of fifty, he became famous in one battle, defeating the two major promotions of Tempering Golden Gate and winning completely.
Later he faced off against Mo Ke Dao, a loose cultivator from the outside world. After killing his opponent, he suffered heavy injuries and died in the inner sect of Cangwu Sect at the age of sixty-one.
His original Green Gourd Shooting Technique is unique among the Ascension Wheels and will be admired by future generations of disciples.
"Tombstone, this is the tombstone of the ancestors of the Cangwu Sect!" Kong Jiang was slightly stunned when his eyes took in those few lines of words.
"The thirty-sixth generation disciple, I am the forty-fifth generation. There are almost ten generations in between. It must be several hundred years old."
As he spoke, Kong Jiang quickly calmed down his emotions and moved towards I bowed deeply to the tombstone of Taoist Qinghu.
"Old Ancestor, you are polite."
After paying homage, Kong Ji looked into the depths of the spiritual vein space and found that various positions were densely packed with items similar to the ones in front of him. A tombstone made of the same material as a stone tablet.
Roughly speaking, there are thousands.
Obviously this is not only the location of the spiritual veins, but also the burial place of the ancestors of the Cangwu Sect.
(End of this chapter)