Chapter 281 The Tomb Keeper!
The chick's feathers are colorful, and his body contains terrifying boiling flames. He is born with the strength of a saint, and the inherent flames in his body are enough to easily burn the saint.
Not only that.
There is also a small pond in the courtyard.
There were several loaches swimming and rolling inside.
If you look carefully.
These loaches.
It has five claws.
It's clearly a dragon.
It's enough to imagine the horror of this small farmhouse.
"So many years!"
"This is the first time an outsider has come!"
The old farmer, who was spreading food and feeding chickens, slowly looked outside the fenced courtyard. His vicissitudes of eyes saw through the layers of space at a glance. The forbidden areas and dangerous areas here seemed like nothing to him, and he fell directly on Chu Xun. Waiting for others.
"Soon!"
"Already close!"
Not to mention No. 4, even No. 5 has a strange look. The spiritual energy here is much richer than other places, and there is a hazy courtyard in front of it.
"Squeak!"
Rooster crows.
Dog barks.
But it made Chu Xun and the others tremble. How could there be the sound of cocks crowing and dogs barking in the Ruzhou restricted area? And as they looked from a distance, a small rural courtyard appeared in front of them. Through the fence, they could see a small medicine garden. All the herbs cultivated inside are great medicines that are more than ten thousand years old. They are also rare and cannot be found in the outside world. Each plant is of immeasurable value.
The rich spiritual energy they felt came from this courtyard. Jian Qingzhu and others stopped in unison, stopped there, and said with glazed eyes: "Is this the courtyard where Emperor Confucianism once lived?"
The group's breathing was rapid.
The residence of the emperor.
If you have practiced here.
It will leave a natural Tao charm.
There is even a chance that the old scene will reappear, and they can truly observe the traces of the Supreme Emperor's practice, and have a chance to obtain the Emperor's method. Moreover, the things used by the Emperor are also of infinite value. They actually touched this place, which gave them a dreamlike illusion. , but with a chilling vigilance, are there any living things in this courtyard?
"There are living things inside!" Lisheng said with a trembling voice.
"Just be careful!" Jian Qingzhu said softly. Having reached this point, there was no reason to retreat. Not to mention that there were only living creatures ahead, even if it was the real Confucian Emperor, they still wanted to pay a visit.
"Creak!"
An old farmer walked out and opened the fence. His face was dark and bronze, just like an old farmer who had been working in the fields for a long time. His face had an honest and honest look. He was holding a dustpan in his hand. The feeding records in it were all rare beans. The fruits of the holy tree are grown on the fruit, and ordinary geniuses in Zhongzhou are reluctant to eat it, but here they sprinkle handfuls on the ground to feed the chickens.
"Stop whoever comes!" said the old farmer.
Jian Qingzhu.
King Ye.
Lisheng.
The master of Huangtian Palace.
They didn't need any reminder. When the old farmer appeared, a deep uneasiness lingered in their hearts, which couldn't be driven away. It contained strong terror. They didn't need to be reminded to know the identity of the old farmer. He was just the guardian of the mausoleum. Unexpectedly, instead of guarding the big tomb, he was lying in this small courtyard.
"Everyone, please go back. I have gained a lot of good things along the way. Leaving now is the best result. Don't make the mistake!" the old farmer said calmly, but his vicissitudes of eyes were always staring at the young Taoist priest. His right hand seemed to feel threatened from under the wide sleeves, so his tone was persuasive.
"We pay homage to the Confucian Emperor. Now that we are here to visit, we won't deliberately disturb him. As long as we don't mind practicing here for a while!" Jian Qingzhu said in a gentle tone.
This courtyard is extraordinary.
Can do it without committing any crime.
Stay here for some time.
It will also be a blessing.
"Tsk!" The smile on the old farmer's face faded and turned into a snort of contempt and ridicule: "My master has only fallen for tens of thousands of years, and people from the outside can't wait to enter and seize my master's relics. If we don't take away my master's relics today, You stay here, I don’t know who will come next. If you want to stay, it depends on your ability!”
"Wow!"
The old farmer sprinkled the beans in his hand on the ground, and a simple charm instantly filled the air. Ancient statues appeared out of thin air one after another. Each one looked like a mountain god, with copper bells wide open and glaring eyes, holding a demon-conquering pestle, a knife tip and other sharp blades.
"go!"
The old farmer scolded softly.
"call out!"
The seven ancient statues came forward to kill them. They were extremely powerful, but they could simply chop and move very stiffly. However, the locked palace master of the Huangtian Palace changed his expression and said: "These statues are very strange. When they are locked on you, I couldn’t avoid it at all, so I had to fight hard and it gave me a terrible feeling!”
"Uh-huh!"
Young Taoist priest.
Jian Qingzhu.
The two of them stepped forward and actively attracted the attention of these statues, while Lisheng stepped back with a solemn expression and came to Chu Xun's side. Although Chu Xun was extremely talented in formations, this was still a head-on fight.
"when!"
The Palace Master of Huangtian Palace held up one of the statues, and his shoulder instantly cracked, with bright red viscous blood flowing out of the wound. This made the other people who saw this scene slightly change their expressions. No. 5 is on the Saint List after all. The top twenty terrifying beings were injured after just one encounter. How terrifying must this old farmer be?
"cure!"
Scholar No. 4 has a strong aura, and his words are as follows.
The injuries on the Palace Master of Huangtian Palace healed instantly.
"retreat!"
Number 4 said calmly again.
Those statues retreated violently.
"There is another Confucian disciple!" The old farmer's eyes were filled with a hint of ferocity, and he sneered: "Confucian disciples dig up their own ancestors' graves, aren't they afraid of being ridiculed by outsiders? I'll clean up this kind of disciples!"
He seemed to know the flaws of practicing Confucianism, and made several statues turn their eyes to focus on Jian Qingzhu at the same time. The young Taoist Wang Ye who had been there was not a vegetarian. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and his old Taoist robe glowed. His hands took the strange marks, and a huge formation appeared under his feet in an instant.
The innate eight trigrams, Qian, Kun, Kan, and Li... extended a huge formation diagram, and with Wang Ye's thought, these eight ancient characters emerged from the formation as a statue like a god or Buddha.
Qian!
Dui!
Li!
Zhen!
Xun!
Kan!
Gen!
Kun!
The eight characters shine with incomparable brilliance, as if eight ancient gods and Buddhas descended from the sky. With a moment of thought, the eight ancient gods and Buddhas opened their eyes at the same time, captivating the heart!