The suzerain's voice was indifferent: "I was so forgetful back then that with the cold pool, you must not be like me back then."

Luo Jingxuan's lips moved slightly, but he didn't say anything.

His spiritual roots are excellent, but he is a mortal who was picked up. The suzerain has a life-saving grace for him, and he has a feeling of rebuilding, like a teacher and a father.

In addition to being respectful, he could not make the Sect Master unhappy against his will.

What's more... Han Chi can't convince the public, with him, at least he can hold the position of Han Chi.

Sect Master: "Go back and cultivate well. As a cultivator, you must not indulge in ordinary feelings."

Luo Jingxuan opened his mouth: What about Han Chi and Yuan Qingzong? Is it also a mundane emotion that can be discarded at any time?

The figure of the suzerain had disappeared, and Luo Jingxuan had to swallow his doubts.

Too much forgetfulness... Who can not be moved by seven emotions and six desires?

...

Looking at the entire secret realm, the entrance to the tomb can be seen everywhere, half of the tomb has been damaged, and white human bones can be seen on the ground.

The lights in the tomb are bright, like the daytime.

Unlike the large tomb that the three imagined, this tomb does not seem to be a whole. Instead, it looks like hundreds of tombs were waved around and swept together casually. Each tomb has a different style and trend.

This is not surprising, most of the high-level monks have sects, but in order to seek breakthroughs, monks either retreat all year round or practice outside.

The latter is easy to die, so the high-level monks bury them as they die, and build a tomb before they can breathe.

Most monks will give some tests to those who enter the mausoleum, and screen out suitable candidates as disciples, who will inherit the mantle and be regarded as successors.

Therefore, most of the entrances to the tombs are above the ground, some are slightly disguised, waiting for the destined people, and some are openly exposing tombstones.

This is also a tacit common sense in the world of comprehension - the tombs of monks can be entered, but how many people can be killed by these "tests" depends on the temperament of the owner of the tomb, the strength and luck of the person entering the tomb, and the fate. Some monks do not want to be disturbed by other sects or loose cultivators. If everyone from their own sect enters, they will kill every step of the way.

"I read it in the book," Xie Yun stood at the entrance of the tomb, "The emperor's three palaces and six courtyards, after his death, bury all his wives and wives beside him, and he will enjoy the good fortune when he is a ghost. Is this the legendary emperor's tomb? ?"

"Where did the nonsense book come from, the emperor and the queen were buried together," Ying Baiye said objectively, "This is more like a mass grave."

Bai Hanchi replied, "Is this a battlefield? The tomb should have been put together by someone who cleaned it well."

Xie Yun: "Good intentions? There is a lack of great virtue. Look at the two tombs that are placed opposite. The owner of the tombs obviously didn't deal with them. They even placed them in the opposite door. It can be seen that they want to hear the dead quarrel."

The two mausoleums facing the door are engraved with "Idiot" and "Bitch" at the entrance of the tombs.

Sure enough, the dead were arguing.

Xie Yun murmured: "Sleeping across from the dead enemy, it's me, open the coffin board to cheat the corpse and fight."

Bai Hanchi said dryly, "I thought it was a scolding for digging graves."

Ying Baiye: "Let's not say anything else, the masters of the two tombs are from the Feixing Sect of the Right Way and from the Moon Tunnel of the Devil's Way. The two families have been feuding for a long time."

Bai Hanchi: "...It's so immoral."

The two fights that have been fighting each other for hundreds of years are actually placed opposite each other. No wonder they have to write words and curse at the door when they are about to die.

When the three of them spoke, the screams of monks sounded from all over the tomb.

The panting sounds of the beasts came from the tomb passage, and the black dogs wandered among the mausoleums in groups. These black dogs have rough hair, big heads and slender waists, so hungry that their ribs protrude from under the skin.

Ying Baiye whispered: "Corpse dog."

Corpse dogs are gregarious monsters that live on carrion, but also hunt. A single corpse dog is not scary, but after a group of dogs, the strength of the dog king is superior. If the opportunity is enough, a demon queen can transform into a human form.

In the world of comprehension, domesticated monsters are called spirit beasts. High-level spirit beasts can be transformed into human beings, and they are often guests of the sect.

There are nearly a thousand mausoleums in this secret realm. The owner of the tomb is also an out-of-body cultivator. He has raised these corpse dogs to an extraordinary level, and the cultivators who can open them have already picked them up and eaten them clean. They have tasted the flesh and blood of cultivators. Ordinary monsters can no longer satisfy the appetite of corpse dogs.

But today, there are more than 500 living people in the world.

The dull howl of the dog king sounded, and the corpse dog ran wildly, burrowing into the mausoleum from time to time, grabbing out a monk who was so frightened that he lost his mind, pressed it to the ground and killed it.

These corpse dogs are not at the Nascent Soul stage individually, but they are numerous and cunning, and they will never fight alone. Under the command of the dog king, the monks who were left alone were destroyed.

Screams resounded through the tomb.

The dog king is generally smaller than a normal corpse dog. From time to time, he uses various voices to command the dog group, but he hides behind the corpse dog, and his yellow-green eyes search among the monks.

The dog king has the cultivation of the late Nascent Soul, but the trouble is that there are too many dogs, there are nearly 200 corpse dogs!

Xie Yun pulled Bai Hanchi up: "Mengchen!"

Ying Baiye said quickly: "The Dog King is watching us!"

While the two were talking, the dog king silently disappeared from the group of dogs.

At this time, Xie Yun and Ying Baiye, who had the purest spiritual power, became targets instead!

Bai Hanchi threw out the dust, and the three disappeared out of thin air.

The dog king fluttered in the air, but the other corpse dogs did not fail.

Bai Hanchi looked around subconsciously. Most of the cultivators had already reacted and lifted off in time. Unfortunately, the corpse dogs had excellent bouncing power, and some of the slow ones were dragged down by the corpse dogs.

The corpse dogs were swallowed alive, and the screams scratched the eardrums of the monks.

Bai Hanchi couldn't bear to turn his head away.

"You worry about them?"

Xie Yun leaned over to Bai Hanchi's side, and when he got closer, he realized that the child's facial features were not developed, and there was still a little childishness in his eyes.

Xie Yun clearly realized that Bai Hanchi was only seventeen years old.

After living for seventeen years, I always thought that I was the young master loved by my father and brother, but at one point I found that I was living in a bubble.