Chapter 950 Tomb Exploration


    The cemetery is dark, damp and gloomy, full of suffocation and depression.


    The corridor in front of me is dark and deep, I don’t know how long it is or where it leads to.


    Ink painting holds the compass with his hand and takes everyone in the narrow darkness.


    Mr. Hui and his men looked around from time to time, guarding against the strange corpses in the tomb.


    Along the way, there were indeed corpses and corpses, with a small number of them, mostly one or two, quietly jumping out of the darkness and gnawing on people''s heads.


    But because everyone was mentally prepared, and the seven Golden Elixir masters were on guard against each other and stared at the dead corner.


    As soon as these corpses appeared, they were quickly killed.


    No one was bitten by the corpse.


    Mo Hua secretly felt it was a pity.


    No one was bitten, so there were fewer observation samples. His plan to poison evil spirits reduced a lot of reference.


    I don’t know if anyone has done this kind of thing before.


    But if it is done, it is probably a lot of difficulties.


    Just sealing, storing, raising, molting, raising poison, poisoning, etc., requires a long time to study.


    Therefore, he really needs someone to bite by the corpse. In this way, he will have more references when the disease occurs.


    However, we are still in the stage of working together to explore the tomb together. The final tomb has not been found yet, so there is no need to rush for a moment.


    In this way, Mo Hua put down her other thoughts and focused on leading the way.


    The road is long, I don’t know how long I have walked, but the corridor suddenly opens.


    The scene in front of me is different again.


    The ink painting, who was walking in the front, immediately stopped and slowly retreated to the middle of the crowd to ensure that it was surrounded by a group of golden elixirs. Then, after looking closely, the corridor ahead led to a wide stone chamber.


    The stone room is simple and some murals are carved around it.


    These murals are all very rough, and most of the contents on the paintings are scenes of cow heads and horse faces wearing Taoist robes, detaining, punishing, and killing sinners.


    Mo Huazai looked at it carefully, sensed it with his spiritual sense, and then frowned slightly.


    These murals are really just simple murals.


    It is neither a visualization diagram nor a formation, nor does it seem that there is no other mystery.


    But these bull-headed and horse-faced faces have various punishments, which gives the impression of ink paintings, which is extremely unusual.


    Ink paintings have a faint feeling.


    These murals seem to be "copied" from some places, and are a "rubbing", but the person who copied the mural had no idea of ??the profound meaning of the mural, but just copied a graphic diagram and portrayed it in this tomb to fill the stone wall.


    In the "rubbings" alone, you can already feel the gloomy suffocation of ink paintings.


    The true "originality" of these murals may be even more terrifying if you see them with your own eyes.


    Mo Hua frowned and looked solemn.


    But when Mr. Hui Er, who was standing beside him, looked excited when he saw these murals, he turned to everyone and said:


    "This is a mural on the outer edge of the underground palace. We have arrived at the underground palace."


    "When you pass through the underground palace and enter the tomb deep, you can see the coffin. The treasures of the tomb will be buried in the coffin of the tomb."


    "As long as you enter the tomb, get the things, and then return the same way, the trip will be considered complete."


    Everyone''s eyes were a little enthusiastic.


    Mo Hua thought about it and finally asked the doubts in his heart: "Whose tomb we stolen... and what was buried in the tomb?"


    Ink painting lowered the sound, but everyone could hear it.


    But the monks present heard all the time and did not hear it, and no one answered him.


    Ink paintings made it boring and curled their lips.


    "It''s getting late, keep moving forward." Mr. Hui said, then paused slightly and said with a solemn expression:


    "However, since I have arrived here, I have to remind you that the underground palace is used to protect the tombs. It is full of killing arrays and mechanisms, which is very dangerous. You must be careful next."


    The young man in black nodded.


    Then everyone walked nearly a hundred steps forward through the murals on the outside of the underground palace.


    The wall shape changed, and five forks appeared in front of the wide underground palace.


    "These forks are used to confuse outsiders and protect the tombs." Mr. Hui Er said.


    The young man in black nodded slightly and asked, "Which one should I go?"


    Mr. Hui and his men were silent for a moment, and they all looked at Mo Hua.


    The matter of exploring the tomb and identifying the position was originally handled by Mr. Pi, who was proficient in the earth formation, but Mr. Pi is now dead, so this job naturally fell on Mo Hua, the only formation master who is familiar with the earth formation.


    Even if his earth formation is learned now.


    The ink picture shows a deep thought.


    It was also his first tomb robbery... No, he was "hijacked" into the cemetery. There are many things he actually doesn''t understand.


    Especially for the various applications of the earth formation, he has seen many of them for the first time and has no experience.


    The five forks in front of him were almost exactly the same in his spiritual perception.


    Even the pattern and aura of the ground formation inside are exactly the same, and the ink painting cannot tell at the moment, which one is the real way to the tomb.


    "I''ll learn it later..." Mo Hua said.


    Master Hui Er''s eyelids twitched.


    The young man in black robe looked at Mo Hua even more strange.


    But Mo Hua ignored them and started to turn over Mr. Pi''s storage bag again.


    In Mr. Pi''s storage bag, in addition to the array books and array diagrams related to the formation, there are also some miscellaneous books and miscellaneous notes.


    The miscellaneous notes contain part of his experience of getting to the tomb.


    The main content of my experience is about the compatibility between the formation and the tomb, as well as the use of most formations, including the Five Elements Array, the Eight Trigrams Array, and the secret earth array in the tomb.


    If you encounter a problem, how to solve it through formations, etc.


    Ink painting has strong spiritual consciousness and quick thinking~www.mtlnovel.com~ I read it very quickly. As my fingers flipped through the relevant books and jade slips, I quickly passed them all, and then I probably knew it in my mind.


    This is the "pseudo-format" technique in the tomb.


    The five forks are exactly the same, and the formations inside seem to be the same, but four of them are "pseudo-formers". The formations are idle, and only one is real.


    This is also one of the tips for using the earth formation.


    Mo Hua nodded, and then began to distinguish the authenticity of the formation based on Mr. Pi''s experience through deduction of the aura of the earth formation.


    I have to say that Mr. Pi’s death is quite necessary.


    If he didn''t die, he wouldn''t get these jade slips of the array books and wouldn''t understand the tricks in it at all.


    And since the trick has been cleared, it will be easier to deal with later.


    The ink painting is based on the profound spiritual thoughts. With the help of deduction, the authenticity of the earth formation was identified for a moment.


    Mo Hua stretched out his hand, pointed to the rightmost road, and said, "Go here."


    "Did you figure it out?"


    "Um."


    "Take it seriously?" Although Mr. Hui Er was very optimistic about the talent of ink painting in his heart, he even planned to take this talent for himself.


    But talent is just talent after all.


    Looking at the "learning and selling" ink paintings, Mr. Hui always felt that it was not reliable in his heart.


    "It''s this road." Mo Hua looked like he believed it or not.


    Mr. Hui frowned.


    The young man with a black robe looked at the ink painting with subtle eyes and slowly spoke:


    "This little brother, I have never made any mistakes in identifying positions and resolving the formation along the way. What he calculated should not be wrong, let''s go."


    Mo Hua looked at the young man in black robe in surprise.


    The young man in black robe looked at the ink painting and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.


    Mo Hua was stunned, and his heart sank slightly, feeling a little strange.


    Master Hui hesitated for a moment, nodded, and had to calculate according to the calculations of ink painting.


    Mo Hua is a formation master at least, and he calculated this path.


    If they don’t believe in ink painting, they will have to be fooled by themselves.


    If you miss me, it is obviously even more unreliable.


    "Okay." Mr. Hui Er said.


    So everyone walked towards the fork path that Mo Hua pointed to.


    After entering the fork, the atmosphere suddenly changed, the stone wall became stronger, and various prison pictures were engraved on it, and the atmosphere was even more majestic and strict.


    Everyone was more careful.


    But unexpectedly, there were no mechanism traps in the tomb passage, which were surprisingly safe along the way.


    In this way, I walked to the end, and there was a bare stone wall in front of me, and there was no other way out.


    Master Hui Er walked forward, knocked on the stone wall, and then punched him.


    The formation lit up and then shattered.


    Mr. Hui Er''s fist penetrated the stone wall, but behind the stone wall, there was no other path, only the bottomless mountain.


    "It''s a dead end." Mr. Hui turned his head and said.


    So everyone turned their eyes to the ink painting again.


    Mo Hua touched her chin and muttered, "How could it be a dead end... I''m wrong?"


    “What should I do now?”


    "I''ll take a look..."


    Then Mo Hua checked around again and found that although the formation here was correct, there was indeed a thick mountain behind the formation, which was a dead end.


    "People make mistakes, horses make mistakes."


    Mo Hua said frankly, not embarrassed at all because he had calculated it wrong.


    Mr. Hui and his men couldn''t do anything about him.


    After all, the "professional" Mr. Pi is dead.


    Ink paintings are put on the shelves, it would be good to calculate this.


    "Let''s go back." Mr. Hui Er said.


    So everyone took some time to return the same way and stood at the fork in the road again.


    "Which road should I take this time?"


    Mo Hua re-deduced the tomb experience based on Mr. Pi''s experience, but after calculating, I still found that it was okay to calculate it myself.


    Seeing that Mo Hua was slow and slow, Mr. Pi guessed in his heart that the formation deduction of Mo Hua was deducing. It was probably a problem and it was no longer effective, so he gradually lost his patience.


    "It''s not a solution to delay this way. Let''s take a look at it."


    "If it doesn''t work, come back and choose one again, and there are five roads in total. Even if one is tried one by one, there is no problem."


    Mr. Hui Er then said, "Gushan City is a third-grade territory. Our group has seven golden elixirs. Even if we encounter some dangers, we can handle it."


    Ink painting has nothing to say.


    If it is the Five Elements or the Eight Trigrams Formation, he has absolute confidence.


    But most of the things used in this tomb are ground formations. He doesn’t have a deep understanding and has to learn and use them immediately, so he is not sure whether he has calculated it wrongly.


    Since he couldn''t get the right way to make the formation, he could only make the "senior" tomb robber Hui Er, who was the "senior" tomb robber. So Mr. Hui led the way and everyone walked towards the tomb passage in the middle.


    Ink painting is a little more leisurely.


    Because there is no need to lead the way, there is no need to be in the front.


    Mo Hua chose a safe location and mixed in the crowd to ensure that when dangers come from all directions, people would be his "shield".


    The tomb passage in the middle is almost no different from the fork on the far right selected by Mo Hua.


    But as we walked, dense fires suddenly lit up in the darkness.


    I don’t know how many sharp crossbow arrows condensed into flames that looked like substance, like rain of fire, and shot directly at the front of Mr. Hui Er.


    This fire crossbow is extremely fast.


    Master Hui Er couldn''t avoid it, and immediately folded his arms, spread a earth shield, and protected him in front of him.


    The dense rain of fire hit the shield, and the spiritual power was stormed for a moment, and the fire was pounding, which seemed extremely dazzling in the dark tomb.


    Not only Master Hui Er, but others were also affected.


    The scorching rain of fire surging, and also rushed towards others.


    A layer of earth and stone condensed from the stone, and the mouse dodged strangely. The men in black also used their own means to resist the continuous fire.


    This is a third-grade fire rain, which is very powerful.


    Mo Hua had already realized something and knew that she could not resist it, so she had long been hiding behind the two tall monks in black robe.


    These two monks in black robe remained motionless in the rain of fire, like two small hills.


    After the fire and rain stop and the smoke dissipates, the ink painting sticks out his head.


    In front of the corridor, Mr. Hui and his men who were caught in the fire rain all looked a little embarrassed.


    Four monks in black robes also had spots on their robes.


    Master Hui Er withdrew his earth shield and breathed heavily. It was obvious that it was not easy to deal with these fire rains.


    But he was not surprised but happy on his face, "With the tomb passage, the road is right."


    Mr. Hui turned around and reminded, "Everyone be careful and keep moving forward."


    After that, everyone continued to move forward.


    Along the way, we encountered poisonous gas, quicksand, stone burial, water miasma, knife formation and other killing situations one after another.


    These cemetery mechanisms are diverse and look extremely dangerous, vicious and vicious, and cannot be guarded against.


    But Mr. Hui and his men are veterans.


    Cemetery mechanisms are common for them, such as tomb robbers.


    Therefore, being more cautious can handle it, but it is inevitable that you will be a little nervous.


    After walking like this for a while and going through various mechanisms, Master Hui frowned:


    "It''s strange, there''s nothing unusual about the floor under your feet. How did these mechanisms trigger it?"


    Master Hui Er doesn’t understand, but Mo Hua knows it.


    The mechanism in this tomb passage cooperates with the ground formation and controls it through the "induction" of the ground formation. As long as someone walks by, it will be triggered.


    This is separated from the general cemetery mechanism and involves more advanced earth array usage.


    It’s not surprising that Master Hui Er didn’t know.


    And it is actually not difficult to remove these mechanisms under the premise of understanding the formation.


    But Mo Hua didn''t say anything, and did nothing.


    The formation master must be able to hide secrets.


    Only he himself understands the formation, and no matter what he does, says, what is right or wrong, he only knows it.


    If you want to kill, cheat, and eat bad things, everything will follow your wishes.


    This was what Mr. Pi had just taught him not long ago.


    Mr. Pi has been in the cultivation world for so many years and has a lot of experience.


    Mo Hua thought he was right.


    Moreover, Mo Hua is also very curious and wants to see what mechanisms there are in the tomb. In this way, if you encounter these killer moves alone in the future, you will be mentally prepared.


    In this way, everyone was walking deep into the tomb passage while triggering the mechanism.


    But after walking for a long time, I still couldn''t see the end of the tomb passage.


    Moreover, the deeper you go, the narrower the tomb passage, and the more forks there are. As you walk, when you look back at your senses, you don’t know where you are.


    Master Hui Er had to stop and stopped and said in a deep voice:


    “No…this road is not right…”


    "What should I do now?" said mouse.


    "go back?"


    The young man in black robe looked around and frowned and said, "There are so many forks, how can I go back?"


    Everyone hesitated for a moment, then looked at the ink painting at the same time.


    After all, among the crowd, there is only Mo Hua, the formation master.


    At this time, I deeply understood why Mr. Pi must firmly follow the principle of "one formation master" every time he goes to the tomb.


    Cultivators take cultivation as their foundation, but cultivation is only cultivation.


    For most monks in the world, strong cultivation only means killing power and destructive power.


    But there are still many problems that cannot be solved by cultivation alone.


    And the formation master is different.


    The formation manifests the way of heaven and encompasses everything.


    The formation master is proficient in formation and understands all truths, and can solve many problems that ordinary monks cannot solve.


    If you encounter a little, others will ask you.


    Mo Hua sighed, so he took out Mr. Pi''s compass in a difficult manner, and then began to identify the direction based on the direction of the ground formation.


    After a moment, Mo Hua pointed to the left, "Here."


    Everyone could only follow the ink painting honestly.


    Along the way, the forks gradually closed and you could also encounter some triggered mechanisms, which was obviously the way back.


    Master Hui Er breathed a sigh of relief and his eyes looked at Mo Hua even more enthusiastic.


    After that, the ink painting continued to distinguish positions along the formation and walked for a while.


    As he was about to walk out of the fork, Mo Hua suddenly changed his expression and stopped.


    "What''s wrong?" asked Mr. Hui.


    Mo Hua''s face looked a little ugly, "There is something..."


    Master Hui Er was stunned and then immediately understood.


    "Surprise!"


    When everyone heard this, they felt a terrified and immediately looked alert.


    The ink painting also quietly retreated behind everyone.


    A moment later, in the dark fork, a head suddenly appeared silently in the deep darkness.


    This head is deformed and ugly, with facial features being squeezed and deformed, and the face cannot be distinguished. Three cracks were split into the mouth, like insect teeth in the ground.


    At this time, the head had three-petal mouth cracked, revealing its wriggling flesh teeth, like a flesh-red man-eating flower.


    Mr. Hui felt nauseous when he saw him.


    The scene of being gnawed by this corpse just now is vivid in my mind. He didn''t want to experience the disgusting feeling again.


    Master Hui Er pulled out his knife and wanted to chop the corpse.


    But when the knife was halfway through, he suddenly stopped, his pupils shook, and his face turned pale in an instant.


    In front of him, what is blooming is not a "people-eating flower".


    But it is one by one.


    The flesh-red gums and white fangs bloom in sequence in the darkness. With just a single blow, there were about twenty of them.


    Everyone''s faces changed.


    "Retreat!" Mr. Hui shouted.


    As soon as he finished speaking, these ferocious and smelly corpses broke into **** mouths and pounced towards everyone''s heads.


    Master Hui Er cut off a corpse''s arm with a knife.


    The stone punched a jumping corpse flying away.


    Others also used swords and magic to kill or knock out the corpses that rushed up one by one.


    But as long as the corpse is not dead, even if there is a breath of evil spirit, it will continue to pounce on it.


    Everyone could only fight and retreat, and retreated again to the fork in the road.


    In the darkness, I don’t know how many corpses there are, like a tide, rushing up one after another.


    Carrion, blood, residual limbs, sword light, blood light, spells, mixed together.


    The scene was extremely chaotic.


    Mo Hua could only try her best to hide in the crowd and let these golden elixirs block these "corpse tides" for him.


    But the road was chaotic, the passage was narrow, and there were too many corpses, and a group of people were scattered without realizing it.


    When Mo Hua used his body skills, he avoided the culprit of several corpses, and then used fireball techniques to knock out several corpses with jumping faces. After turning around, he found that he had only one person.


    "It''s over, are you separated?"


    Ink painting was shocked.


    It cannot be dispersed yet. If it disperses, my "shield" of the golden elixir will be gone.


    "I have to meet them." Mo Hua said silently in his heart.


    Fortunately, they had just left apart and some of the corpses were killed, so they could barely feel the breath of people nearby.


    Mo Hua followed this breath, avoiding the corpse and avoiding the mechanism. After walking for a while, she found that there was a person in front of her.


    It was the tomb robber named "Rat".


    The mouse was dealing with several corpses. His magic weapon seemed to be a shovel that could dig soil, but could also chop people.


    After more than ten rounds, the mouse killed all the corpses around him.


    The surroundings were a little clearer, and the mouse also saw the ink painting and asked, "Where are the others?"


    Mo Hua shook her head, "I have to find a way to meet them."


    "Okay." Mouse nodded.


    So the two walked forward along the fork, looking for traces of others.


    But as he walked, Mo Hua was shocked and immediately jumped away, and narrowly avoided a thick and long hand.


    Mo Hua said in surprise: "What are you doing?"


    The one who attacked him was the mouse.


    At this time, the mouse''s face was gloomy, Yin Tang was glowing blue, his narrow eyes were staring at Mo Hua, pulling Mo Hua''s shoulders with one hand, and at the same time he said hoarsely:


    "Leave that... to me."


    (This chapter ends)