The Green Gourd Sword Fairy

"It's difficult now..." Liang Yan muttered:

　　 "Three days is really not enough for me to find the luck of the sect. If I don't get it after three days, I will be on the playing field at that time, I am afraid that Yao An will show up..."

　　 "No, I have to seize the time and take the initiative! If it really fails, I will have to give up Yao'an in the end!"

Thinking of this, Liang Yan immediately turned his head and commanded Yao An, "Draw me a copy of the sect map you know, and mark me where you think the treasure might be stored or the area you don’t know. !"

"Yes!"

　　 Yao Anmune nodded, then took a pen and paper from his waist storage bag, leaned over and drew a map on the desk in front of Liang Yan.

　　 Not long after, a brand new map was presented in front of Liang Yan. After Liang Yan took the drawing and looked at it carefully for a while, there was a hint of uncertainty on his face.

　　 It turned out that a large area of ​​the map was marked with the word ‘unknown’, and only a few places were marked with the words ‘may have a treasure’ and ‘must not’.

　　 "Unexpectedly, the interior of the tomb of the dead is so strict. With the identity of Yao'an Qi Refining 7th floor, the range of activities that can be carried out is so small. At least about 60% of the area is usually prohibited by him."

　　 This unknown range is so large that Liang Yan can't decide where to start.

"what?"

　　 Just when he hesitated, he suddenly saw a long and winding line at the top of the map, but the long line was intermittent, and most of the middle was not even drawn.

　　 "Where is this place?" Liang Yan asked, pointing to this long line.

　　 "This is a river without life." Yao An replied.

"Wusheng River?" Liang Yan raised his eyebrows, and suddenly remembered that in the Lingbao Pavilion that day, Liu Jing had told him that there was an underground river inside the tomb of the dead, and disciples under the door are usually forbidden to approach this river. Not even the elders of the eight churches.

　　 "Why didn't you paint it all?" Liang Yan asked again.

　　 "The tomb owner strictly forbids ordinary disciples to approach. We have only seen it a few times from a distance in certain places, and I have never seen most of the area the river passes.

　　 "Sure enough!" Liang Yan nodded secretly, and suddenly moved in his heart, and lightly swiped his finger on the map, saying in his heart: "Why not start here."

　　On the stone table, under the oil lamp, Liang Yan's fingers were stopped in an unknown area quite close to the Wusheng River...

　　...

　　The tomb of the dead is located in the hinterland of Changning Mountain. There is no sunshine all year round, only an occasional oil lamp on the mountain wall emits a faint light.

　　 This kind of terrain itself is also in line with the cultivation of the corpse path technique. You must know that the ordinary iron corpse is still a little afraid of the sun before it is completely cultivated. This is also the reason why low-level corpse cultivators carry a coffin all the year round when they walk outside. Only when the iron corpse is fully cultivated and evolved into a bronze corpse, can it be completely unafraid of the sun.

　　 At this moment, outside the entrance of a dim aisle, there are two eighth-level black-robed monks standing around. These two have serious expressions, and their eyes are looking around. It seems that they should be the disciples on duty here.

　　 At this moment, a cold wind blew in from the outside of the passage, which directly blew out the oil lamp on the passage.

"what happened!"

　　 The two black-robed monks immediately became alert and hurriedly released their divine consciousness, covering the entire passageway. However, unexpectedly, there was no change at the entrance of the passage, and no trace of anyone was found.

　　 "Strange? Is it a coincidence!" one of them wondered.

　　 Another person scolded: "What kind of silly words, this place is somewhere in the middle of the mountain, and the wind will blow up how well it is! You continue to be vigilant here, I will go to light the oil lamp."

　　 The previous person apparently agreed with his point of view, and said, "Okay!"

　　 Then he saw a magic trick shot out in the dark, and the oil lamp on the wall was re-ignited, shining on the two people's uncertain faces.

　　 "Did you see anything suspicious?"

　　 "No! As soon as the oil lamp was turned off, I watched the passageway, and there was no change."

　　 "That's good, to be on the safe side, we'll report to Elder Tang later."

　　 "Okay, just do as you say."

　　 After the two of them discussed, they stood guard on both sides of the passage again, but this time it was more serious than before, and the two eyes stared around without blinking...

　　 At the same time, on the other side of the passage, a boy in gray got out of it. He first raised his head and glanced around, then muttered to himself: "It doesn't look like the Treasure Treasure Pavilion of the Zongmen, but it's all here, so I have to find out why."

　　 This boy was naturally Liang Yan who sneaked in. He used the Heavenly Jewel to hide his breath and passed the guard outside without knowing it. And what appeared in front of him at this time was a very huge cave. There are actually many unique attic in the cave, which divides this area into three parts.

In the outermost part, there were a lot of monks in the Qi refining period. Liang Yan looked from a distance and saw these people in twos and threes, each sitting on the ground around a big pot, and from time to time they played several tricks to the flames under the pot~www.mtlnovel .com~Look at the pot again, a green liquid boiled, as if something was boiling.

At this moment, a black-robed monk walked out from a small attic next to him. The man was holding a corpse under his left and right armpits, and saw him throwing the two corpses into the cauldron blankly. Sitting cross-legged on the ground like everyone else, while pinching the tactics with both hands, he kept punching the Dao Dao Fa tactics into the flames under the pot.

　　 "Are these people ordered to refine something?" Liang Yan noticed that these monks had shackles on their hands and feet, and they looked like slaves rather than sect disciples.

"It doesn't matter, let's go to the back to see if there is anything I need." Thinking like this, Liang Yan immediately transported the Heavenly Secret Orb in his body to hide his own breath, and then walked towards the area behind the cave with a cat waist. .

　　 He was already extremely fast, and his realm was so much higher than these monks, that the monks in the field did not find any abnormalities.

　　 Liang Yan walked all the way to the back, and saw that the second area was a grave area with many large coffins in the middle, some of which even made Liang Yan feel a touch of danger.

　　 But he didn't care so much, but went straight to the third area.

　　 There are many lofts here, most of them exquisite and gorgeous, and the materials used are also valuable. Liang Yan was about to do something, and suddenly the tip of his ears moved, and he heard the sound of someone talking.

"Over there!"

　　 Liang Yan swept his eyes, and finally determined a tall attic.