Chapter 195 Dig your own ancestral tomb

"There is only one person in the Great Zhou who built his mausoleum on the dragon vein."

Yuan Ye lowered his eyes and looked at the rolling green hills. From the clouds, he could just see the backbone of the entire dragon vein. The bones of those hills were clearly visible, forming sections of the spine.

"Where is the altar?"

Yuan Ye turned his head to look at the man and asked, "My patience is really limited."

The old Taoist priest really had no self-awareness. He just kept saying that he couldn't remember and it was not him who arranged it.

Yuan Ye laughed, picked up one end of the rope knot, and threw the man directly out of the clouds.

A pig-killing roar rang out in the sky.

"Ahhhh! Your Highness!!!"

"Your Highness, I remember, I remember!"

Yuan Ye patted Ni Jinxuan's arm, and she understood and released the spiritual whip to hook the man back.

The man who had managed to save his life was pulled back up to the clouds. If he hadn't eaten anything, he would have almost vomited. Tears streamed down his old face, and his heart seemed to be thrown out.

"I said, ugh... I said, Your Highness, Your Highness, spare my life. They said they wanted to hang the dragon's middle vein."

Lin Du's face remained calm, but he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Xie Yu had locked him up for about three or four years, and all his sharpness and quick wit had been worn away. Those who were previously in Yuan Ye's memory, with a human appearance and immortal spirit, have now become tattered clothes that have faded and been eaten by moisture and ants.

The evil demons set up the formation altar on the middle vein of the dragon, at the center of the spine.

Yuan Ye looked at the point pointed out by the man in silence, and suddenly felt a little pain in his back, which was more painful than when Jin Xuan used him to break the stone door.

"Let's go."

Lin Du patted his back.

"In fact," Wei Zhi suddenly spoke, "forcibly injecting spiritual energy into the dragon's veins seems to have saved the dragon, but you see, the middle vein is alive, but the dragon's claws have shrunk."

"This dragon is old, and a dragon without sharp claws can't bite those prey that want to eat it."

The voice of the Buddhist cultivator has always been gentle and tender, with a faint taste of sympathy for all living beings, but listening to it now, there is some indescribable melancholy.

"In the spirit world, a real dragon has a life span of ten thousand years, and a few hundred years old is just a cub. But the dragon bloodline in the mortal world, as your junior uncle said, will not exceed three hundred years."

Lin Du tilted his head and glanced at Wei Zhi.

Wei Zhi inexplicably saw the obvious mockery in Lin Du's eyes, and even without her opening her mouth, he knew what she was mocking.

"Young~ cub~" Wei Zhi

just regretted, regretted that she had said that unnecessary sentence.

Lin Du finished laughing, turned around and took out his brand new treasure array.

Cang Li spent ten days to quickly make the array based on the drawings drawn by his junior sister. He made some further changes on the basis of the Lianheng Sect's array, which is more suitable for Lin Du's physique whose brain works faster than the array.

Lin Du quickly found the place accurately.

"It's ninety feet deep, it feels like the center of a mausoleum?" Wei

Zhi felt it for a moment, "It's the center of the underground palace."

She stood on the dragon vein, and looked at Yuan Ye thoughtfully, "It's not easy to blow up the dragon vein directly, let's go into the mausoleum."

Yuan Ye took a step back, "Do you really want to open the mausoleum?"

"She didn't want to blow up the dragon vein because she didn't want to waste your spiritual power." Wei Zhi dutifully translated for Lin Du, "Because your spiritual power can at least allow the Great Zhou to continue for a few more decades."

Yuan Ye was very moved, and then looked at the junior master. She stood on the top of the green mountain, her wide sleeves were blown by the wind, and she looked like a master. It was completely impossible to tell that she was going to dig someone's mausoleum right away.

"There are troops guarding the mausoleum." Yuan Ye reminded.

"Then let them sleep." Lin Du began to take out the powder.

Wei Zhi glanced at the powder, "Your Supreme Sect..."

Is it a legitimate sect?

"Oh no, this is not a sect inheritance, it is the Corpse King inheritance." Lin Duli was not righteous, "It's not a big problem, it won't hurt, it just temporarily blocks their perception."

Wei Zhi looked at her powder, frowned slightly, and showed a rare look of disdain, "As far as I know, the spiritual land of the Supreme Sect probably can't grow these strange medicinal herbs."

Lin Duli was not righteous, "I have money?"

Otherwise, where did she spend her spiritual stones? Although she can eat, she still needs to control the Engel coefficient.

In addition to food, the biggest expense of the Supreme Sect is the purchase of raw materials.

After she finished speaking, she handed him the powder, "Excuse me, Master."

If there is something wrong, Master, who cares? Wei Zhi understood Lin Du thoroughly, and he accepted it resignedly, turning the powder into a breeze.

This is the mausoleum of the founding emperor, and there are 500 soldiers stationed here.

For a moment, these 500 people, some were standing guard, some were training, and some were cooking, but they all stood there unconsciously, with all their five senses lost, like a group of vivid figurines, as if time had stopped for a moment.

Lin Du was very considerate and went over to put out the fire in the stove.

Don't play with fire when you sleep, it will get you into trouble.

"Your Highness, the stone door of the mausoleum is locked and cannot be opened. If the mausoleum is blown up by force, it will definitely..." The imperial teacher finally reacted after his feet landed on the ground.

Yuan Ye stood there in silence for a while, ignoring him. He walked towards the stone door of the mausoleum's underground palace that was originally sealed. "There is a heavy object behind it, it is a self-locking stone."

Only a few craftsmen know about this thing, and it is never recorded in books. It is a stone door that locks itself from the inside.

This mechanism is indeed exquisite, and the craftsmen need a special crutch key, but for Yuan Ye, it is nothing.

The young man calmly opened the stone door, and then used his spiritual power to seal the mechanism that was about to be triggered. With a joyful exclamation, he proudly protected the person behind him, and his voice was a little joking, "The mechanism here can't be solved with one punch. Forget about it, Junior Master, but don't touch it randomly."

Lin Du paused in his walking and retracted the idea of ​​reminding Yuan Ye that there was something ahead.

This was a slope, and there was a sensor buried underground. A gurgling sound came faintly from the depths of the long corridor. Yuan Ye's pupils trembled, and he used his spiritual power to face a huge stone ball rolling towards him.

The stone ball was so big that it could just fit in the entire corridor and roll freely inside. It was accelerating towards the people.

Yuan Ye was silent for a moment and was about to put on a mechanical beast or an explosive talisman to deal with it, but Ni Jinxuan pulled him behind her with one hand, "Get out of the way, I'll do it."

The spiritual power burst out and the boulder turned into rubble.

Yuan Ye silently swept away the flying stone chips on his body.

"Are you still pretending?" Lin Du calmly put his hands behind his back and used a dust whisk to clear a path for people to pass through. "You are not as smart as Jinxuan who reacts quickly. She doesn't need anyone to protect her."

Yuan Ye's self-confidence, which had just swelled up, was easily shattered. He howled and followed them like a wandering soul.

Who knew that in the next moment, he was pushed to the front by Lin Du, and a glass lamp was stuffed in his hand, "You are the first among the new disciples of the mechanism technique. After all, you are the future backbone of our sect. Go, dig your own ancestral tomb."

Yuan Ye:...

Ni Jinxuan couldn't help laughing.

Yuan Ye's heart, which was so empty, suddenly felt a little sour and swollen. He walked in front and muttered, "Junior uncle, have you ever seen someone who can bring his own master's people to dig the ancestral tomb in the dusty world?"

"I saw it today." Lin Du's voice was full of laughter.

They walked forward all the way, and the flame of the glass lamp in Yuan Ye's hand flickered with their steps, and the flames kept drifting, but it was particularly bright and warm in the darkness.

Most of the light in the darkest moment, no matter how tiny, is bright.