When he showed up, just by looking at the scene, I knew he must be a master. However, I always thought it was Cao Tian who invited him, but I never thought that Cao Tian actually called the man his ancestor, which meant that he was the ashes of the Cao Gang. A super person who can be called an ancestor is at least one or two hundred years old. The only one who can live for such a long time in this world is Xu Fu who is willing to protect the fairy island.
I once carefully observed the ancestor of the Cao Gang from a distance. Apart from the strange appearance, the only thing I could see was his hands that were half exposed outside the mouth of his robe.
Rather than saying it was a pair of hands, it was better to say it was a pair of claws, because his hands were already shriveled to the point of being shriveled. Although there were bulging blood vessels on the backs of the hands, they were still in a shriveled state, with no vitality of blood flow.
"Damn it, there is no one in the Cao Gang, let your elders come out as a shield!" Erbao shouted in fear.
Er Bao's voice was very loud, and it reached Cao Shaoqin's ears in an instant. Cao Shaoqin suddenly turned his head and looked towards us. I thought he would be angry because of Er Bao's words, but in fact he was not.
Cao Shaoqin just smiled at us knowingly, and then turned his head away again, ignoring us.
"Is this the ancestor of the Cao Gang? I thought it was just a legend, but I didn't expect it to be true. He is still alive!" Liu Baye's eyes were frightened, staring straight at the man hiding under the black robe. The ancestor of the Cao Gang.
When I heard it, it was obvious that Mr. Liu knew something, so I hurriedly asked out of curiosity: "Godfather, do you know this ancestor?" Mr. Liu just nodded, but said nothing. He said, obviously it was inappropriate to talk about the rights and wrongs of his ancestor in front of his descendants at this time, so I knew it was interesting and stopped asking further, and focused my attention on the ancestor again.
At this time, the ancestor had slowly walked in front of the poisonous man. At the moment when the poisonous man rushed in front of him, the ancestor suddenly stretched out two withered hands and went straight to grab the necks of the two nearest poisonous men. passed.
The ancestor's speed was not that fast. Just like a normal person, he stretched out his hands very casually, but this casual movement seemed a little stiff.
The moment the ancestor grabbed the two poisonous men's necks with both hands, the other two poisonous men rushed in front of the ancestor, like hungry wolves, opened their mouths and bit the ancestor's body.
However, at this time, the ancestor seemed not to notice the existence of the other two poisonous men. He raised his hand and lifted the two poisonous men into the air without hesitation. With his two dry hands, he suddenly With force, there was a series of sounds of cervical vertebrae breaking.
Look at the two poisonous men's heads being torn off from their bodies. As the heads of the two poisonous men were separated, the scarlet blood spurted out from the necks of the two poisonous men, splashing blood red all over the ancestor's robe, and even splashed on his withered hands. On the top, it splashed into the lowered pitch black robe and hat.
Being splashed with poisonous blood, I thought that even this ancestor would die in this moment, but what surprised me was that the ancestor didn't take it seriously at all. After losing his hands and two heads, With his backhand, he grabbed the heads of the other two poisonous men who were biting him.
The fingers of those hands were like steel awls, easily piercing into the heads of the two poisonous men. With the ancestor pulling hard, the two heads were separated from the body.
Hiss... Seeing such a method, I took a breath of cold air, thinking that this dragon-detecting hand has really been practiced to the extreme, and it has already competed with the legendary Nine Yin White Bone Claw.
In an instant, four heads rolled to the ground. It was a headless poisonous man who was like a fountain everywhere, splashing bright red blood wantonly, and the ancestor was in it, enjoying the baptism from the blood. .
The poisonous man can still move without his head. This is similar to those stone figurines. Perhaps those stone figurines became so-called weird because they were contaminated with the venom in the poison ivy.
I always thought that Lou Tianci was cruel enough, but now it seems that the ancestor of the Cao Gang is even worse. With just one hand, he tore away a loyal subordinate who once protected him. They were all torn into pieces.
I was just looking at the ancestor, completely ignoring other things. It wasn't until the first sister came to my side and nudged me gently with her elbow that I came back to my senses.
"What's wrong, Sister Yi?"
"Zhang San, look at those poisonous vines on the stone tablet!"
"Vines? What's wrong with the vines? Aren't they all..." Before I could finish my words, I discovered a strange and magical scene. The poisonous vines that Lou Tianci had chopped madly seemed to be alive, slowly squirming. With renewed growth, the fractured area was rejoined by self-healing.
Jing Yijie reminded her like this, and everyone's eyes were once again focused on the weird poisonous ivy. Seeing this, Cao Tian frowned, and when he was about to say something, he found that the ancestor was already slowly moving towards the stone tablet. walked over.
The ancestor once again stretched out his withered hands, grabbed the poison ivy and tore it apart for a while. In just a moment, he tore the poison ivy clean again.
Or because he didn't want the poisonous ivy to grow and heal itself again, the ancestor actually uprooted the poisonous ivy from the ground and threw it into the abyss-like chasm.
Everyone once again crossed the filth everywhere and came to the stone monument. Because the stone monument had been eroded by the bright red venom, everyone looked at it from a distance. Only the ancestor stood in front of the stone monument.
The handwriting on the stone tablet here is relatively clear, and there are several large characters clearly engraved on it in seal script, which look even more eye-catching against the red color.
I have stated before that my research on ancient characters is quite shallow, especially seal characters like this, which are like several insects entangled together.
"Brother Erbao, what's written on the stone tablet?" I asked Erbao. Erbao shook his head like a rattle and said: "Don't ask me, you should ask Ba Ye about writing. He is the expert in this field." So I set my sights on Liu Ba Ye. , but as soon as Mr. Liu opened his mouth, the first sister said: "It's such a trivial matter, don't bother Mr. Liu. It's just bird and insect seals, and I can recognize them."
"What? It's true. Sister Yi, you are so secretive. I thought you were best at driving a grab machine, but I didn't expect you to study ancient characters. Please tell me what is written on it?" The elder sister straightened her expression and said with a gloomy face: "It says, anyone who disturbs the mausoleum of King Wei will die!"
"King Wei! Cao Cao's tomb!" I exclaimed. Erbao also opened his mouth in surprise, but Liu Baye looked calm, as if he had discovered the legendary Cao Cao's tomb and had nothing to do with him.
At this time, Liu Baye walked towards Cao Tian. After the two of them whispered for a few words, Liu Baye turned around and came back and said, "Let's go, we should go find what we need to find." Yes." What Liu Baye said was naturally the Qiu Soul among the legendary Nine Provinces Dragon Souls, so Erbao and I nodded understandingly, followed Liu Baye around the stone tablet, and headed towards a Continue walking sideways.
The first sister was naturally with us, because she did not see the shadow of her master Xiao Hong here. Slowly, I don’t know how far we walked along the road in front of us, so that the noisy voices behind us could no longer be heard, and when we looked back, we could no longer see the figures of Cao Tian and the others. Maybe They must have found the entrance to Cao Cao's tomb.
Continuing to move forward, we arrived at a place full of messy gravel. Looking at the space the size of a football field, it was full of large and small stones, as small as the size of a fingernail, as big as a house. It felt to me as if this place had been bombarded like raindrops.
It was more like it had been crushed by the largest vehicle in the world, leaving a trench several feet wide on the ground.
