Everyone filed in, a total of thirteen people. Yang Zhao was at the back of the team, and behind him was a late-stage foundation-building monk who was the last to hold the line.
The first one took out a small magic weapon from his arms and injected it with spiritual power. A strong wind suddenly blew up, bringing fresh air into the secret passage.
The corridor slopes downward, and traces of hidden magic circles can be observed on the walls on both sides, as well as traces of weapon and spell bombardment.
At first, everyone's interest was still very high, but after walking for a while, everyone gradually became silent.
Because there are traces of water in the corridor, although it is now a shallow layer, the downward trend of the corridor has not stopped.
This means that it is still flooded by sea water.
Sure enough, after walking for a while, the water level became higher and higher. In the end, everyone could only activate the water-repelling beads and walk into the sea step by step.
At this time, there were more and more signs of fighting on the wall. Suddenly someone took a breath of cold air, causing everyone behind him to stop moving forward. He sent his Ming Technique forward, and it happened to shine on the bones leaning against the wall.
This skeleton is much more dignified than the skeleton that Yang Zhao found that was suspected to be from the Buddhist family. At least it was still covered with a few threads of cloth and the weapons were still with him. However, it was old, and even if it was protected by a formation, the weapons would have been long gone. It was corroded by sea water and can no longer be used.
But the eyes of the big guys have changed, the team has become more compact, and the weapons are all out, but Yang Zhao has long weapons in his hands, and letting them go takes up too much space. The gun is still small in his hand. .
Slowly, more and more remains were discovered, almost to the point where there was nowhere to go. The skeletons scattered on the ground generally have missing limbs, most of the weapons are broken, and there are even many animal bones.
Looking at this hell-like scene, everyone can imagine how brutal the battle was at that time.
The leader of the later stage of foundation building told the people in the middle, "Let's all be careful. Those who can fly will fly over later, and those who can't fly will use the light body technique to step on the wall. Don't touch any of the bones. Do you understand?"
Everyone responded: "We know, don't worry!"
The person in the late stage of foundation building took out a small stone tablet from his arms, threw it to the ground, and then saluted to the remains.
"Seniors, please forgive us juniors for disturbing us!"
Everyone followed and saluted. Then, he stood up and floated in the air, slowly flying forward, and everyone behind him followed suit.
Every once in a while, the late-stage foundation builder would take out a small stone sign from his arms and throw it to the ground.
The late-stage foundation-building monk behind Yang Zhao whispered softly.
"After all these years, Sheng Tsuji is still so cautious, throwing a surveillance charm at a distance."
Yang Zhao was not very skilled in the light body technique and was afraid that she would fall. The late-stage foundation builder behind her was relatively close to her and she could hear his muttering.
The group of people had long since lost their mood for adventure, and headed all the way down. The exit of the corridor was in a relatively large stone cave.
There are more traces of the battle here. There are piles of corpses on the ground, and huge stones are scattered around. It seems that they should have been chipped from the stones during the fight.
The flightless ones found a place to stay on the big rocks.
Several foundation-building stages floated in the air and patrolled around. After a while, they looked at each other and shook their heads.
Just when everyone thought this trip was in vain, Moratsuji made a new discovery.
"I seem to have discovered something. Please help me to be vigilant, fellow Taoists."
Seeing everyone nodding, he slowly descended a little, came to a piece of gravel, and slowly dug down with the magic weapon in his hand.
After a while, two stone eggs were dug out. These two eggs were larger than ostrich eggs and gray in color. There were some small marine organisms living on the outside of the eggshells.
Sheng Tsuji increased his spiritual power in the Zhaoming Technique, and when he showed it on the two eggs, it was obvious that only some skeletons of the creatures in the eggs were left.
Yang Zhao knew at a glance that the egg had obviously gone bad and could not be eaten.
She was a little regretful that she had never tasted such a big egg and didn't know what it tasted like. Seeing that she was a little hungry, he took out a Bigu Pill from his arms and threw it into his mouth, and slowly ate it.
Sheng Tsuji: "It's a pity that these two spirit beast eggs have not been hatched for so many years. They seem to be of high bloodline."
Two more Foundation Stagers flew over and took the two eggs and looked at them carefully.
"Not only is it not low, the pattern looks like it should be the egg of a thunder beast. It is a rare alien species in the world. They failed to hatch it. It was in vain that so many people worked hard for them."
"Someone should be willing to collect this thing. It won't be a problem to sell one for two or three hundred taels of silver."
"Each school should be very interested."
After the two people discussed it, they held up the two eggs with magic power and sent them to the next person, so that everyone could take turns to watch.
After all thirteen people had observed it, the egg was returned to their hands, and they began to ask questions.
"Anyone want to take them now?"
Everyone looked at each other, and no one answered for a long time. This thing is indeed rare, and it can increase people's knowledge, but it makes people reluctant to pay one or two hundred taels of silver to buy two dead eggs as decorations.
Seeing that no one spoke, Yang Zhao, who was in the late stage of foundation building behind him, opened his mouth and agreed.
"Sell it to me! I have cash in hand now."
Because he was the one holding the battle, it was agreed at the beginning that he could choose the items first. He offered to buy them, and no one objected, and no one asked for a high price.
He gave two gold leaves alone and pocketed the two dead eggs.
Everyone accepted the two gold leaves with more disappointment in their expressions.
"Just these two dead eggs, so our trip here was in vain."
"There's nothing we can do about it. If these two eggs are alive, our group will have them."
"How about we search more carefully? Maybe there won't be anything good!"
Sheng Tsuji had a cold face and glanced at the person who suggested looking for him again.
"If anyone is confused by a place like this, have you seen the skeletons below? Wait until we leave and go through them one by one. I guarantee you will find some good things, but do you have a life belt for these good things? You won’t know until you get out.”
Everyone suddenly became quiet.
This is in the world of cultivation, who dares to mess with other people's bones.
"Okay, let's say goodbye to the seniors and let's go."
Although some people were unwilling to do so, they still obeyed the arrangement and saluted the many skeletons below to say goodbye, formed a formation, and began to move outward.
The first people to realize something was wrong were people like Yang Zhao who couldn't fly.
Yang Zhao found that when she used the light body technique to push on the wall, she always felt the wall shaking slightly under her feet. She hesitated and asked.
"Why do I feel like the wall is shaking? Am I the only one who feels this way?"
"Really? I didn't notice."
"No, I feel the same way. The wall is shaking slightly." Another monk who used the light body technique replied with some surprise.
Sheng Tsuji pressed a hand on the wall, his expression changed drastically.
"Let's go! Don't wait any longer."
But before he could finish his words, a big stone from the roof of the cave behind him fell down, and the bones under the stone fell apart instantly.
This time it seemed like an ant's nest had been stabbed, and the bones that had been lying quietly on the ground began to tremble slightly.
"Come on! What are you looking at!"
Everyone is not stupid, they use their spiritual power one after another and run out desperately.
However, this corridor was very long and there were many skeletons. Before everyone could run far away, the skeletons stood up one after another and surrounded everyone in the middle of the corridor.
Yang Zhao thrust the spear in his hand hard into the wall so that he could hang on the gun and prevent himself from falling among the bones.
Other flightless people followed her example.
Shengtsuji saluted: "Seniors, we didn't mean to disturb your sleep. Can you let us out?"
The skeletons didn't seem to understand. No skeleton spoke, and they kept pushing forward. More and more skeletons blocked the way from both sides.
Seeing that there are more and more skeletons, any more delay will increase a lot of risks.
Sheng Tsuji's eyes flashed fiercely and he shouted loudly.
"Then I will offend all the seniors! Fellow Taoists, kill!"
With a command, various magical weapons and spells that had been prepared flew out.
As soon as Yang Zhao climbed onto the wall, he pulled out the gun, rounded it up and smashed it down.
These skeletons may have been well cultivated when they were alive, but after being dead for so many years, their bones were softened by the sea water. When Yang Zhao smashed them, several skeletons fell apart, giving her a place to stand.
