The body may decay, but the bones will last for thousands of years.
Similarly, the traces left on the bones will also be preserved, which are the eternal witnesses of time.
After confirming that the tomb was the same as those he entered before, Lu Yun closed the coffin and continued moving forward.
Not long after she left, two people came together.
It was Feng Yuyao and Song Xiao.
"Hey, someone came here first?"
There may have been no human habitation here for a long time, the ground was covered with dust, and even the lid of the coffin had a layer of dust.
Therefore, the new traces on it are obvious.
Looking at the gap on the wall corroded by toxins, Feng Yuyao did not go in.
Someone is here, and all the good stuff inside should have been found.
"Let's continue."
Song Xiao nodded and continued holding Feng Yuyao's hand.
But before leaving, he glanced at the bones on the ground.
"What's wrong?"
Feng Yuyao asked, looking pretty and cute: "I don't know how the others are doing."
After she came down, she met Song Xiao not long after walking, and later the two of them were together.
I met some people on the road, but there were no people from the Hidden Sword Sect.
"Those puppets are not difficult to deal with."
"It's just that I always feel like there's something wrong here."
It's said to be a secret, but I did find a lot of things after entering.
There are some spiritual objects in those coffins, which should be burial objects.
It's just that this huge underground palace is more like a huge tomb than a treasure cave.
In every pit of the tomb, someone carefully placed corpses and things, deliberately letting them see the same thing.
Seeing Feng Yuyao frowning and thinking, Song Xiao softened her voice.
"Don't you think that the things we encounter along the way are getting better and better?"
When I first found those treasures, they broke into pieces when touched.
On the contrary, now, if you find a tomb that no one has entered, you can always see one or two good things.
That was the bait, luring them little by little toward the unknown abyss.
"Maybe the people inside these coffins are becoming more and more noble, so the things are getting better and better."
Feng Yuyao said her guess.
"It makes sense, but the problem is... people from the Black Mountain clan are buried in the underground palace. It makes sense why there are so many bones of other monks."
Monks are different from ordinary people.
Flesh, flesh and bones are tempered by spiritual power.
Even if only one white bone remains after death, these bones are stronger and sharper than mortals.
So he could conclude that those buried with him were monks.
But back then, the Black Mountain clan lived in hiding from the outside world. After being accidentally discovered by others, this place became a prosperous ancient city.
Even after the ancient city disappeared, I had never heard of so many monks dying here and being piled up like garbage after their deaths.
He always felt that the owner of this underground palace was using this behavior to show outsiders their disdain and trampling on the monks.
Even...hatred.
But where does it come from?
"I heard that not all monks were sent out back then."
Feng Yuyao said something.
"Perhaps these are the people who stayed back from those days."
This is a secret realm that opens once every ten years. As for monks, unless they become immortals, they will have their time limit.
Maybe these are people who have reached their end.
Compared to Feng Yuyao's good attitude, Song Xiao shook her head, but didn't say anything more.
When they encountered a fork in the road, Feng Yuyao pulled Song Xiao.
"Go this way."
Her instinct told her to go here.
…
This underground palace is big enough. Even after nearly a hundred people came in, not many people met.
Quiet enough too.
It was so quiet that the sound of blood falling on the ground was clear and clear to the ears.
Lu Yun covered her arms, looked at the four puppets blocking the way, and then looked at the door behind the puppets. She always felt that she had found the center of the underground palace.
The route in the underground palace is very complicated, there are no mechanisms, but there are many puppets.
These puppets wander around the underground palace all day long. Once they encounter them, it will be a life or death outcome. There is no two ways.
She also killed a lot of people along the way.
Most of the time it was against one puppet, and so far I only encountered one against two puppets.
After spending a lot of effort, I still came over.
However, at this moment, Lu Yun looked solemn.
She glanced above her head.
A quarter of an hour ago, she arrived at the tomb above her head.
Maybe after walking deep enough, the situation in the tomb has changed.
The coffin is still there, but the bones around it are kneeling on the ground, and each corpse has a bone nail driven into the ground on its leg.
An extremely humiliating position, intended to keep the body kneeling firmly on the ground.
Moreover, the heads of those corpses were chopped off, and the heads were placed in front of the coffins like sacrifices.
After she opened the coffin, she saw a jade jade inside.
It looked like there was some kind of skill recorded on it, but as soon as her hand touched it, the ground suddenly collapsed, and then she fell down.
This should be the second floor of the underground palace.
Behind her was the broken coffin, and Yujue was lying not far away.
It seemed that it was within reach, but in fact she now had a headache.
As she fell into the air, she sighed that something was guarding her below, and the attack came before the person could stand firm.
That's how the injury on the arm appeared.
After taking a look, I saw that a piece of flesh and blood had been removed and the blood was flowing. It was really serious.
The wound was caused by a spear, and Lu Yun swallowed a pill.
I have to say that although the third senior brother was a little dark-hearted, the pills he gave him were also very sincere.
There is a numb and itchy feeling at the wound, which is the flesh and blood healing.
He also hid a pill to restore spiritual power under the tip of his tongue in case of emergency.
The spiritual energy in this underground palace is too thin, and it has been consumed all the way. Even if she deliberately absorbs the free spiritual energy, she cannot reach the saturation state.
After doing the math, I still have 60% of my spiritual power.
Looking at the four tall puppets in front of them, Lu Yun sighed and took out his sword.
Swords, spears, swords and halberds are the weapons of these four door gods.
The warm current of the elixir flowed through his body, and then a knife slashed across his body.
The sword does not ask where it came from, just to kill the person in front of it.
Han Jiangxue showed no fear and greeted him with a sword.
But these puppets did not play one-on-one battles with Lu Yun, but attacked together.
The front is a sword, the head is a spear, the back is a halberd, and there is a sword staring at it.
With the spiritual power mobilized, Han Jiangxue collided with the big sword. Lu Yun borrowed the strength of the sword brother to fly up and avoid the halberd behind him.
As for the spear above the head, turn over and kick, and separate from the opponent.
Before he could stand still, the sinister sword came from the side.
Compared with the sword that Lu Yun appeared in front of others, this sword has a kind of persistence to carry out the evil to the end.
The four of them cooperated tacitly, and Lu Yun was surrounded by them. She used the dragon shadow to maneuver around and found a place to stand amidst the encirclement and suppression of the four puppets.
This battle was not easy for Lu Yun.
With eyes and ears listening in all directions, Lu Yun was highly concentrated. There was no emotion on Lu Yun's face, but the fire was burning in her eyes.
It was a prairie fire burning in this dark place. Once ignited, it would rise into the sky, and even the coldness on the sword could not suppress it.
That was Lu Yun's sword intent.
With one against four, Lu Yun stretched the dragon shadow under his feet to the extreme, sometimes retreating to find an opening, and sometimes taking the initiative to attack.
The injuries on her body were still increasing, she was bleeding profusely, and the puppets were already gone.
