Chapter 1 Being dug up

Style: Fantasy Author: long dreamWords: 2192Update Time: 24/01/12 21:18:54
In a narrow tomb, Zhou Qiankun suddenly opened his eyes, stopped practicing, and had a look of joy on his face.

"Huh, it's been three months, and I have finally reached the first level of the Ten Thousand Dao Divine Art, and my cultivation has also entered the early stage of the psychic realm. It's not easy."

The next second, soil fell rustlingly around the tomb, and the sound of digging could be heard outside the tomb.

This change made Zhou Qiankun frown and put his ear against the wall of the tomb to listen to what was going on outside.

There was a small voice, and it could be vaguely judged that it was an energetic middle-aged man, and his tone was a little excited.

"Brothers, keep digging. This is the tomb of Zhou Qiankun, the chief disciple of Taixuan Sect. There must be many treasures buried there. As long as one or two are dug out, we will not have to worry about eating and drinking for the rest of our lives."

Another voice sounded, this one a bit sharp.

"Brother is right, Zhou Qiankun was a great monk at Lingtai before this week, so there must be a lot of treasures."

Zhou Qiankun moved his ears away from the wall and was speechless.

I didn't expect that his grave would be dug up after his death, which is a big joke in the world.

Looking at the tomb where I couldn't even see my fingers, it was narrow and a little cold.

Zhou Qiankun couldn't help but wonder, where was he buried?

As the chief disciple of Taixuan Sect, his grave was dug up after his death. It seems that this place is not within Taixuan Sect.

At this moment, Shen Xi's voice sounded in his mind.

"Once upon a time, there was a farmer named Zhou. One day, the excrement in his manure pit was dug out for no apparent reason. So he would say something to everyone he saw, do you know what it was?"

Zhou Qiankun's head hurt and he really wanted this guy to shut up.

In the past three months, he had been tormented by Shen Xi's cold jokes.

Although Shen Xi's voice is very pleasant, like heavenly music, but if one joke is made every day, who can bear it after a long time?

However, he couldn't beat Shen Xi. If he didn't answer, he would probably have to undergo electric shock therapy, so he could only pretend to agree.

"What did he say?"

Shen Xi's long voice sounded.

"My grave has been dug, my grave has been dug."

Zhou Qiankun's face was extremely dark. This Shen Xi was really good at mocking.

However, a smile slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Recalling the reason, Zhou Qiankun was originally the chief disciple of the Taixuan Sect, a first-rate force in Mulin County of the Great Chu State, and his cultivation had reached the early stage of Lingtai.

Three months ago, when he was out training, he had a conflict with Feng Xiaolin, the genius of the Jade Sword Clan, a top force in the neighboring county of Yuheng County. The two had a disagreement and had a fight, eventually defeating him.

Looking back on that battle, Zhou Qiankun had to admit that that woman was the biggest enemy he had encountered since his rise. The two fought until the end, both sides were injured. Fortunately, his marksmanship was one inch longer than her sword, so he narrowly defeated her.

Later, on his way back to the sect, he was suddenly surrounded and killed by evil cultivators.

Now that I think about it, this evil cultivator was probably the woman who came to take revenge on him.

I don't know who buried him after that, and I woke up already in a tomb.

And he was resurrected by Shen Xi.

Shen Xi appeared from his ancestral jade pendant. He didn't know what the person looked like. Now he could only communicate with him through spiritual thoughts.

But she must be a super beauty, right?

Zhou Qiankun guessed that as for the basis, it was naturally because her voice was beautiful and made people feel like a dream.

However, there is one bad thing, that is, he likes to tell cold jokes, and he is forced to listen to them.

After being resurrected by Shen Xi, he realized that he was actually an immortal god.

According to Shen Xi, this kind of physique is extremely strong. As for how strong it is, Zhou Qiankun has no idea.

There are only three things in the jade pendant. One of them is the Ten Thousand Dao Divine Art, which is the technique he is currently practicing. Shen Xi said that it is the technique that is most suitable for the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Divine Body.

The second is the Shenxi Spiritual Garden, a unique space where elixirs can be cultivated. The growth rate of elixirs is ten times that of the outside world. Moreover, this gap is not fixed. As his cultivation becomes stronger, the gap will become larger. .

To reach the later stage, the elixir that takes millions of years to grow in the outside world only takes one year in Shenxi Cemetery.

However, Zhou Qiankun didn't know what state he needed to reach.

The last one is what Zhou Qiankun is most excited about. A drop of longevity liquid can enhance his life level, making Zhou Qiankun's lifespan a hundred times longer than that of other monks in the same realm.

For example, the lifespan of a normal psychic realm monk is 100 years, but his is 10,000 years.

And Shen Xi said that the Immortal Body of Ten Thousand Paths would awaken the power of one avenue every year.

This year, Zhou Qiankun chose to awaken the power of the sword.

He originally wanted to choose the gun method, after all, it was his strongest method before.

However, his reputation was too great before, and too many people knew about his marksmanship. If he used his marksmanship, it would inevitably make people doubt his identity.

The resurrection of a person from the dead, such a big event, is enough to shock Dachu. I don't know how many people will arrest him to study it.

The most important thing is that he cannot reveal his identity and needs to secretly investigate the truth of his death to see if it was the Jade Sword Sect that did it.

The choice of swordsmanship came from the previous fight with Luo Xiaolin. Her sharp swordsmanship made Zhou Qiankun very curious about swordsmanship.

After awakening the power of swordsmanship, Zhou Qiankun found that his understanding of swordsmanship had reached a transcendent and holy realm. If he were to fight Feng Xiaolin at the same realm again, she would definitely be defeated within three moves.

"Boss, it's too slow to dig like this. Why don't we use the Fire Talisman to explode it?"

A voice woke up Zhou Qiankun, and he was not feeling well.

What the hell, let’s not talk about digging graves, but now they are going to blow up graves. It’s just a slap in the face.

Then there was a snap, and the person who spoke was obviously slapped.

"You want to die. This is at the foot of Taixuanmen Mountain. If you make a big noise and alert the people of Taixuanmen, then everyone will die together."

The person who was beaten did not dare to speak and could only continue digging.

Now that someone has dug up his grave just after he reached the psychic realm, Zhou Qiankun is naturally not happy.

Especially since Shen Xi had just laughed at him with a cold joke, it was even more irritating.

These tomb robbers, if you don't teach them a lesson, will they go to heaven?

Zhou Qiankun raised his hand and punched the grave.

The next second, he regretted it.

The soil above his head collapsed and rolled down like a mudslide, burying him in it.

Zhou Qiankun was about to cry but had no tears. He forgot that he was in a tomb. Now he was buried alive.

Fortunately no one knew, otherwise it would have been embarrassing to death.

"Oh my god, why did this tomb collapse on its own?"

"Do you still need to say it? You must be too good at it."

"Really? But I don't feel like I'm exerting any force?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? If you don't dig it out quickly, the treasure will be buried."

In front of the grave, two people, one tall and one thin, looked at the large pit that collapsed in front of them. You said something, and I said something.

Suddenly, a lump of dirt was suddenly lifted up from the pit. In the dirt, a pair of dark eyes stared at the two of them.