Bai Hanchi was only seventeen years old, his facial features and skeleton were not long, and he was a whole head shorter than Xie Yun. Bai Hanchi was taken aback by Xie Yun's move of approaching without saying hello.

"He, they were brought in by me...I..."

Bai Hanchi turned around and met Xie Yun's smiling eyebrows.

Although Xie Yun was smiling, his eyes were very pressing: "You remember, if these people die on it, it will be considered a crime. But after the secret realm was opened, you didn't force them to come down. There is still a place to stand on it, but it's just for money. Dead birds die for food. Feel sorry for yourself."

Bai Hanchi said disheartenedly: "Anyway, no one expects me to be alive. If one can save one, it's one. But my life is saved by two people, so I must put the two first."

Ying Baiye held the Ping An knot, and the red flow swept across his neck: "The words that Huaiyu just said are really comforting."

The corners of Xie Yun's lips twitched: "Why are you being so affectionate?"

"Huaiyu?"

Bai Hanchi was stunned.

Xie Yun pointed to himself: "My surname is Xie, Xie Yun, and the word is Huaiyu."

Bai Hanchi is indeed a cultivator who can sleep at night, and his attention is often in strange places: "You...are you changing your surname?"

Xie Yun: "..."

Master Xie pretended that there was no such thing.

Ying Baiye smiled: "I'll take his surname."

In the tomb passage, the corpse dog lingered for a while, raising his head from time to time to salivate at the monk in the air. There is no sun and moon in the tomb passage, and it is brightly illuminated by candles, so it is impossible to tell what time it is.

The corpse dog barked strangely, and the sobbing-like bark echoed in the tomb passage. After howling for about a stick of incense, the dog king howled and ran wildly.

The corpse dog made a high-pitched sound and ran away screaming with its tail between its tails.

At the center of the group of tombs is a lake formed by the sky. At this moment, the clear water surface began to roll, and a giant tomb underwater slowly rose.

This mausoleum is located in the center of the secret realm, and its scale is several times that of other mausoleums. It is almost majestic. It is so resplendent that it is not like a mausoleum, but more like an extravagant palace, which is gorgeous and frivolous.

The mausoleum has completely surfaced, and the strict golden roof and blue tiles overlook all living beings. To the surprise of the monks, the entrance to the tomb opened slowly.

Xie Yun looked at it for a moment and commented: "I saw four words from this entrance."

Ying Baiye was very cheering: "What word?"

"Please enter the urn."

Bai Hanchi said cautiously, "Then are we still going in?"

Xie Yun: "Go."

Bai Hanchi: "Are you going to die?"

Xie Yun stroked the hair of the young master Xiaobai: "When Yuan Qingzong opens the secret realm, we will also have a dead end. Wouldn't it be better to choose a more heroic way to die?"

Bai Hanchi's heart sank.

That's right, these people were thrown into the secret realm by Yuan Qingzong as sacrifices, and they had a grudge against Yuan Qingzong if they survived. When the barrier is opened, won't Yuan Qingzong be silenced?

Ying Baiye said: "Is it very heroic to die in someone else's tomb?"

Xie Yun: "Isn't it domineering to sleep in a coffin made by others?"

Bai Hanchi believed it to be true and said anxiously: "...Then, let's hurry in, the good coffin will be taken away by others!"

Xie Yun: "..."

Some monks who are confident in their own cultivation have already entered the tomb with Yujian.

The tomb looks like a huge palace from the inside and outside. The first floor is the main hall. The front and rear of the hall are transparent, and the bright candles illuminate the entire main hall as bright as day.

Only after Xie Yun and others entered did they find that the main hall had an entrance and no way out. Once the back road was blocked, they would be locked in the tomb!

Bai Hanchi removes the dust and maintains such a treasure to run for a long time, which is also a burden for Bai Hanchi.

A full 100 people were placed at the entrance of the tomb, and the thick black iron plate fell heavily, blocking the 101st person from the tomb.

Xie Yun looked over from a distance, and the main hall was engraved with a pair of extremely conspicuous couplets.

The first couplet: refers to the sky as the sky, refers to the earth as the earth

The next link: refers to the sky as the earth, refers to the earth as the sky

Horizontal criticism: Qiankun is in my hands

How arrogant!

Ying Baiye said: "I want to come to the secret realm and it is this man's handwriting."

Xie Yun said: "The owner of this tomb must be the owner of the secret realm, but such a character has failed to ascend and died."

There is a bronze mirror hanging in the main hall, and the light of the candle fires on the bronze mirror, turning into pure golden sword energy, sweeping down from top to bottom!

At the moment when the sword energy burst out, the Nascent Soul in Ying Baiye was suddenly moved, and Ying Baiye suddenly looked at the bronze mirror—this spiritual power came from the same source as him!

Is there the whereabouts of the second half of the magic power?

The author has something to say: that couplet has nothing to say about flatness at all, it doesn't matter, anyway, the person who wrote the couplet doesn't care about flatness

When I saw a little cutie saying that I was working hard, I knelt down, I really didn't dare to do it, thank you for supporting the genuine version, I couldn't hold it anymore and went to sleep qaq.

Chapter 27

Sword rain is majestic, as fine as needles. When it shot out from the bronze mirror, it was like a rainbow, densely woven into a large net, covering the entire main hall in an instant.

The aura inside the tomb was already more abundant than the outside world, and when Jian Yu appeared, the aura almost doubled.

Jian Yu's speed is extremely fast, and there is no time for people to react and breathe.

Most of the monks didn't even see where the sword rain came from, and had been pierced by the clear sword rain.

Xie Yun had already reacted a few times. He protected Bai Hanchi behind him, and the sword qi shook off a part of the sword rain. The sleeves of his clothes were still inevitably pierced by the sword rain.

Ying Baiye suppressed the throbbing of his spiritual power, and took advantage of the space given by Xie Yun to throw a jade shield to block Jian Yu from the outside.

Xie Yun: "This sword rain... doesn't seem to hurt anyone."

He raised his arm, his sleeve had just been stabbed by Jian Yu, but it was still intact at this moment, and there was a faint golden liquid spiritual power remaining in the fabric of Shanghai.

The spiritual power of this sword rain is so strong that it can condense into a liquid.

Ying Baiye stretched out his hand and wiped Xie Yun's cuff with his fingertips.

There is no wrong feeling, the spiritual power here comes from the same source as him, and the cultivation of the tomb owner has at least reached the integration stage.