The Green Gourd Sword Fairy

With the red light entering the body, the black-robed man's gaze gradually became dull, and he stood still like a puppet, motionless.

　　 At this time, another figure came out from the side of the road. This person was dressed in grey clothes and looked handsome. It was Liang Yan who had rushed here from Zhiyuan City.

　　 "Hey, I have been with you for a few days, you will be lazy, and only now have the corpses needed for the task!" Liang Yan said amusedly as he looked at the stupid person in front of him.

At this moment, another voice came from the gray pouch around Liang Yan's waist, saying: "Liang Xiaozi, you have only practiced the third rank Gu technique for about a month, but you have learned some of the fur of Gu technique, so early. Do it, is it a bit haste?"

Liang Yan smiled bitterly after hearing this: "I don't want to rush to do it, but according to the information I have collected secretly this month, the next time the Tomb of the Dead sends disciples to search for the corpse, it may be half a year later. Fate!"

　　 "Hey, time does not wait, it seems that I have to take a risk..."

"Haha, in fact, Lao Jin, you don’t have to worry too much. I have only learned some introductory furs over the past month, but it is more than enough to control the thread fairy and let this person make some simple instructions, as long as I don’t Let him fight against others, and there won't be any flaws!"

　　As if to confirm what Liang Yan said, the dull gaze of the black-robed man gradually returned to normal, and then he actually said: "Yao An, the middle-level disciple of the Tomb of the Dead, the fifth-level cultivation base of Qi refining."

　　 Liang Yan nodded with satisfaction, and then said to Lao Jin: "There are many crises in the tomb of the dead. If you encounter any hurdles that can't be passed by then, I will ask the seniors to help me."

"Humph!"

　　 The voice in the gray pouch said helplessly: "Don't worry, we are now grasshoppers on a rope. When the critical moment is really reached, I will naturally help you."

"But I want to remind you that the old man, I have been suppressed by the seeker for tens of thousands of years. Not only did my body perish, but my soul was also greatly traumatized. The strength I can exert now is at best a gathering. At the mid-Yuanyuan realm, if the opponent has a monk who exceeds this realm, I can’t help Lao Jin.”

"In the middle of Juyuan..." Liang Yan murmured: "According to the information obtained from Wenxiangzong, only the tomb owner's cultivation base in the tomb of the dead has reached the Juyuan state. I hope this person will not be in the late Juyuan period..."

　　 Just as Liang Yan thought to himself, he suddenly heard Lao Jin’s voice coming out of his bag:

　　 "Boy, why do you want to do so much? We are stealing chicken, not kicking the hall. After you go in, pay attention to being smart. Do you know what happens when you go?"

　　 "Hey..."

　　 Liang Yan shook his head and smiled, reaching out and taking out a small sandalwood box from the storage bag. As soon as he opened the lid of the box, a pungent stench came to his face, and he saw a black pill lying quietly in the wooden box.

　　 Without any hesitation, Liang Yan swallowed this pill directly into his abdomen. After a short while, I saw a black air rushing into his hall, and the skin of his whole body began to turn blue gradually.

　　 After another half a cup of tea, Liang Yan's whole body is no different from the surrounding corpses, and a corpse qi is exuding all over his body.

He looked at his state, nodded with satisfaction, then waved his big sleeves, and saw a clear breeze passing by. The farmer before him suddenly shook his spirits. Although he was still muddled, he changed his direction. Walked back to the village where he came from.

　　 After Nong Han walked away, Liang Yan took a step forward and stood where he was just now, then his eyes moved slightly. The black-robed man seemed to have received the order, and he reached out and shook the bell to lead the way.

Jingle Bell! Jingle Bell!

With each ringing of the black robe man’s bell, the corpse behind took a step forward. There were hundreds of dead corpses in the whole team, just following the black robe man’s bell, and marching towards the east neatly all the way... .....

　　 Three days later.

　　 On an ancient road in Changning Mountain, a black-robed man with a bell ringing a bell and carrying a group of dead bodies, including Liang Yan, is climbing along the winding mountain road.

　　 When he reached halfway up the mountain, the black-robed man suddenly stopped, first shook the bell in his hand a few times, and then turned and hit a magic trick on the mountain wall.

　　 rumbling!

　　 With a dull sound, the mountain wall actually cracked from it, and then a dark passage for only one person walked out.

　　The black robe man walked ahead and shook the bell in his hand. All the dead bodies in the back spontaneously lined up in a row, and slowly passed the trail in a long line of dragons.

　　 Liang Yan was mixed in it, and only felt that the trail was long and boundless. After about two hours of walking, the front suddenly opened up.

　　 I saw a vast open space, about one hundred meters in radius, but all around it was surrounded by mountain walls, like a downwardly sunken pocket in the mountain. And the higher the altitude, the more the mountain walls were closed, and when they were at the top, only a vacancy the size of a well was left.

　　 In the center of the open space, there is a huge wordless tombstone, and two huge statues stand in front of the tombstone.

　　 Liang Yan looked up and saw that one of the statues was wearing a crown on his head and wearing a Chinese dress. It looked like a human emperor, but there were two strangely long fangs at the corner of his mouth.

　　 The other statue is a bald old man with an ugly appearance. His eyes are opened and closed~www.ltnovel.com~The posture is even more strange, and he turned back and turned his back to show others.

　　 The black robe man walked here, but stopped, and stood there silently waiting.

　　 Time slowly passed, Liang Yan stood among the dead bodies. Although he didn't know the current situation, he knew that all the black-robed men did was to execute the orders he gave. So I am not impatient, but wait patiently in place.

　　 After another moment, I suddenly saw that the emperor statue in front of him turned his eyes, then his lips opened and closed, and he uttered:

　　 "Who is coming!"

　　 The black-robed man saluted forward respectfully, and then replied: "Disciple Yao An, I have been ordered to go down the mountain to collect the corpses. Now that the mission is completed, I will return to Zong.

　　 "As a disciple of my sect, do you have a certificate?" The statue of the emperor asked again.

　　 "Yes."

　　 Yao An agreed, reached out and took out a black token from his arms, and punched a magic trick on it. After a while, a black light shot from the token, and it plunged straight into the wordless tombstone in front of it.

　　 As the black light entered, two small characters appeared on the wordless tombstone, and it was exactly the two characters "Yaoan"!

"go in!"

　　 The emperor statue said expressionlessly, and then waved his big hand, only to hear the rumbling sound from below, the whole wordless tombstone cracked from it, revealing a black channel that leads directly to the ground.