That is why Tang Kai style appeared in this place, and there were also signs that people had lived here for a long time.
"Perhaps those grave keepers were the immortals who practiced Taoism and made medicine in the depths of Wangu Mountain. Now that I think about it, that guy called Laipihao might not be the descendant of those immortals. It's just that after the emperor fought with all his strength and his entire clan, most of those immortals were wiped out, so the ancestors of these people are not prominent, but it cannot be guaranteed that they are all dead."
Mr. Jiang Hai’s guess was very convincing, but Zhang Fan could not be completely sure that everything Mr. Jiang Hai said was true.
Although there are records of elixir in Wanku Mountain, the truth has not been found out yet.
Instead, it was shrouded in a thick layer of confusing fog. From the time when the ball snake came out of the mountain to now, the relics left over from various dynasties gradually appeared in front of everyone.
This place must have already been burdened with a special mysterious mission, so it's no wonder that so many strange things happened here.
"I think we should think about this later. This place is too dangerous. Nanbao won't be in any danger later. I have found a way to move forward. We can at least leave here. We don't have to worry about being completely blocked here because there is no way forward."
Taoist Zi Jin brought good news, which made people who were originally a little worried show some joy.
"So I can leave now?" Brother Chongzi was very surprised. Even Grandpa Jiang Hai and Nangong Manyun nodded slightly. They felt that the depressing atmosphere around them was relieved a lot.
After all, there are countless coffins in this place, but there are no treasures in these coffins, or in other words, the coffins that Brother Chongzi opened only brought fear to everyone.
In addition, the magical and mysterious formation was running all the time, and the black light on it flickered unsteadily, emitting a chill that chilled people to the bone.
Under such circumstances, even a martial arts master like Grandpa Jiang Hai was quite worried. It was certainly a happy thing that he could leave now.
"It's not important to know the truth now. No matter who lived here, whether it was the grave keeper or someone else, it won't be of much help to us. Right now, we need to leave this strange cave and get rid of the situation where we are being attacked by the evil spirit."
Zhang Fan spoke calmly, but his heart was not as calm as he appeared to be.
Because he gradually discovered that in addition to the monster that tried to enter the sea to draw a dragon, there seemed to be other people guarding this place.
It was no accident that there were traces of human life here, because in this cave, this was the safest place. The gate, which was made entirely of bronze, had magical powers that could resist the attacks of the strange bear.
However, there are only two entrances here, one in and one out. The huge flying Teng Snake is restricted here and can hardly do anything.
So the people living here could go out to hunt through a safe route and then return to the cave to live.
This method is like dancing on a steel knife, but at the same time, the most dangerous place is also the safest place. You can live here in peace and security for a long, long time.
Old Man Jiang Hai noticed the scratches on the ground, and Zhang Fan shook his head slightly.
"Mr. Jiang Hai, just say whatever you want to say."
Old Master Jiang Hai sighed softly. Seeing that Zijin Taoist Chongzige and others had already walked out, he said to Nangong Manyun and Zhang Fan, "In fact, the marks made by the ancients, since the beginning of knotting ropes to record events, have many timekeeping rules. Carving marks on the ground may seem simple, but it takes a lot of effort to keep them for so many years. Even without the right tools, it takes a long time to carve out one mark... You can see that these marks are basically the same length and are arranged neatly, with twelve marks as a whole. So I think this is probably not like recording one day as a mark, but a mark here for one month! If you calculate it this way, you should know what I am worried about."
The corner of Zhang Fan's eye twitched, and he looked up at old man Jiang Hai. In his heart, he couldn't help but admire the old man's keen perception.
That’s right, in fact, he had already guessed that the figure hiding behind the bronze door had traces of time on his face. He was definitely not a young man?
Even if this person had lived for hundreds or thousands of years, Zhang Fan would not be particularly surprised.
If this person is really a tomb keeper, then he has lived here for a long time, perhaps to guard the bronze door and prevent the monster inside from escaping.
In this way, he carved tens of thousands of marks here, which was very tedious and inconvenient. But if he carved one mark a month, it would be easy to understand.
"Tens of thousands of months..." Nangong Manyun couldn't help but shudder!
Zhang Fan said calmly: "Eight hundred years...has he been staying here for eight hundred years?"
Old man Jiang Hai said with hope: "I believe that there is immortality in this time... So I don't think this is necessarily false, Zhang Fan... You may think that I am dreaming, but no matter whether this person can live for 800 years, he has pointed out a way for us. There are more secrets in this mountain. As long as we find and solve them... We will get what we want."
Nangong Maiyun looked at the resolute face of old man Jiang Hai, and felt only endless sorrow and pity in his heart.
Zhang Fan did not reply directly: "Mr. Jiang Hai, can your body still hold on?"
"No problem..." Old Master Jiang Hai straightened up: "I won't die so easily without seeing Wanku Mountain. I must explore this legendary mysterious place before I die, so even if I die here, I am not afraid."
Zhang Fan patted Mr. Jiang Hai's arm, then walked forward.
In fact, Mr. Jiang Hai’s inference may sound offensive to others, but in Zhang Fan’s eyes, it may be true.
Lao Bai has lived underground for thousands of years. This guy is a monster transformed from the bones of a saint. During the Qin Dynasty, he almost married someone.
These thousands of years are just a blink of an eye for a monster like Lao Bai.
There are all kinds of things in this world. What if people like Walter White are not an individual, but a group?
Then the person who has lived behind this bronze door for eight hundred years may not necessarily not exist in this world.
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