Tombs, for mortals, are just high-end tombs.

Even if it is a prince and a general, there will only be more property in the tomb.

But in the world of immortality, the meaning of the tomb is very different. Some strong people will build a tomb for themselves when their life is near, if they have no children, they will bury their lifelong learning and savings in the tomb.

Those who pass the test can get the inheritance of the strong, and those who fail the test can get some spiritual stones or spiritual medicine pills as long as they don't die.

The tomb of the powerhouse has always been in danger, and it is difficult to predict what means the powerhouse of Yuanhai Realm will have.

The so-called risk and chance coexist, although it is very dangerous, but the tomb of the strong is extremely rare. As long as the gap between the cultivation bases is not too large, basically no one will choose to give up.

Seeing that Jiang Zhige was about to refuse, both Nangong Rou and Lu Tianjiao were a little anxious.

"Elder Yao, I went to inquire earlier, and there is really no danger in the tomb..."

"Bah! I think this stinky old man just doesn't want me and my brother to go out."

Lu Tianjiao was still thinking about persuading Yao Qianji to agree, but Nangong Rou didn't expect that she would call Yao Qianji a stinky old man, and suddenly stood there awkwardly.

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"Stinky girl! Come here, I promise not to spank you!"

Yao Qian blew his beard and stared furiously, but he was thinking of the safety of his brother and sister.

"Smelly old man, stinky old man!"

Nangong Rou stuck out her tongue and immediately hid behind Jiang Zhige.

Although Yao Qianji wouldn't really spank her, knocking her head was a must.

"Okay, okay, since Brother Lu said there is no danger, let's go. I can trust Brother Lu."

Jiang Zhige reached out and tapped Nangong Rou's forehead, as if he had taught her a lesson for the master.

Jiang Zhige's strength was very small, but Nangong Rou still covered her forehead, looking very aggrieved.

Seeing Jiang Zhige agree, Yao Qianji couldn't help but sighed, "You brat, you spoil this girl all day, what will you do if you're not by her side in the future?"

He knew that Jiang Zhige didn't really want to go to the tomb, but he didn't want to disappoint Nangong Rou.

"No matter what, you go, remember, life is the main thing, don't be greedy for things outside your body."

Yao Qianji did not continue to dissuade him. In fact, he knew something about the tomb near Baishan Mountain in his early years, and there was indeed no great danger in it.

As long as Jiang Zhige is with him and Nangong Rou is not allowed to do something that will send her to death, there shouldn't be too much danger.

With Yao Qianji's permission, Jiang Zhige made an appointment with Lu Tianjiao to go to Yucheng in three days.

Originally, he wanted to leave immediately, but Jiang Zhige happened to be going to Yucheng, and it would take at least two days to go back and forth to Yucheng. Lu Tianjiao was not in a hurry to go to the tomb, so he postponed the meeting for two days.

Nangong Rou wanted to go with Jiang Zhige when she found out, but he refused. The journey to Yucheng was a long way, and he had nothing particularly important to do when he went to Yucheng, so there was no need for Nangong Rou to follow.

As a result, Nangong Rou rolled around in various ways, saying that she would go with her. Jiang Zhige had nothing to do with her, so she could only agree to let her follow.

............

"Returning to Yucheng? Seven years have passed, what is the Devil Emperor doing back to that mortal town?"

"Have you forgotten Shen Quan? The Devil Emperor must be going back to take revenge on Shen Quan."

"Damn it, does the Devil Emperor hold such vengeance? Seven years later, he still has to take revenge on Shen Quan..."

"How can it be said to be vengeful? If there was no one to save him at the beginning, now it is a question of whether the Devil Emperor lives or dies, and a scum like Shen Quan, if he kills him, he will do justice for the heavens."

In Zhengyang Hall, seeing Jiang Zhige going back to Yucheng, everyone's first reaction was to take revenge on Shen Quan.

Everyone didn't think that Jiang Zhige's hatred would be retributed, because it was also difficult for them to forget this hatred.

If it wasn't for Shen Quan, Jiang Zhige would not have been nearly beaten to death, and he would not have taken Nangong Rou across the Shili Snowfield despite the pain.

Thinking back to the blizzard, the brothers and sisters would die in the near future, and it would be a ghost to forget this deep-rooted hatred.

.............

A day later, a crane slowly landed on the outskirts of Yucheng.

The crane would cause too much disturbance in the city, so Jiang Zhige could only temporarily place the crane outside the city.

Nangong Rou's face was exhausted, she yawned and said, "Brother, are we going to Yucheng?"

When riding a crane, you must concentrate to prevent it from accidentally falling. Apart from taking a rest occasionally, the two brothers and sisters have to keep themselves stable on the back of the crane most of the time.

"Rou'er, you are a cultivator of the Spiritual Martial Realm anyway, can you just sit on a crane?"

Jiang Zhige shook his head, even if he kept looking at the direction, the situation was much better than Nangong Rou.

"How, how is it possible, I'm very good!"

Nangong Rou forcibly straightened up, but unfortunately collapsed on Xianhe's back quickly.

It's not that she was tired, but she felt that it was too boring to ride the crane for a long time, so it was difficult to lift her spirits.

At first, thought that the scenery around the crane was good, but after a long time, got tired of seeing any landscape.

"Then go to sleep for a while, my brother will come to you later."

Jiang Zhige didn't think much about it, since he arrived in Yucheng, it was okay for Nangong Rou to rest for a while.

"I'm not sleepy, brother, wait for me!"

Nangong Rou really came to the spirit this time, and quickly turned around and chased after Jiang Zhige.

After entering the city, Jiang Zhige followed his vague memory and searched for a place in the city.

"Seven years, I came back a little late."

Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar environment around him, Jiang Zhige had mixed feelings for a while.

At the intersections where people come and go, and in the corners of the alleys covered with moss, Jiang Zhige was once begging.

But now, seven years have passed, and things have changed.

"Brother, where are we going?"

Nangong Rou wandered around with Jiang Zhige mindlessly, yawning from time to time.

For Nangong Rou, apart from the time he spent with Jiang Zhige, Yucheng really had no memory at all.

"You'll find out later."

Jiang Zhige was saying this when a familiar figure appeared in front of him.

Seven years later, it is still the same place, but people have changed a lot.

"Brother, here are two buns."

Jiang Zhige walked up and looked at each other carefully.

The owner of the steamed bun shop didn't pay much attention to Jiang Zhige, he quickly packed two steamed buns with lotus leaves.

When he handed the bun over and saw Jiang Zhige's appearance, he was suddenly stunned.

"You are..."

"Brother, I didn't expect that seven years later, you still have an impression of me."

Jiang Zhige shook his head and smiled, feeling very emotional in his heart.

In just seven years, the temples of the owner of Baozipu were covered with silver threads.

Compared with the longevity of a cultivator, the lifespan of a mortal is as fleeting as a mayfly.

Perhaps in another ten or twenty years, the strong man who was able to lift him with one hand will become a hunched old man on crutches.