Chapter 10 Beforehand
In the scorpion tribe, the attendant is reporting the situation of the tomb to the patriarch Mu Lanke.
"They are all ordinary objects."
As the head snake of Mengyun Valley, after the Nanyue tomb was born, the Scorpion tribe sent people to explore as soon as they got the news.
Before the arrival of other forces in southern Xinjiang, they have already figured out the details inside.
"Then let go of the blockade. It's not worth offending so many forces for some acquired pills and weapons."
Mulanke sighed and said tiredly.
The opportunity at his own door had to be let go for other sects to explore, which made Mu Lanke extremely aggrieved.
Then what can be done, the group of Han people are already colluding, and they don't want to see them. If they offend these sects again, the Scorpion tribe may suffer some crimes.
"We can't let them take things for nothing. Let Yuan'er take the clan's masters to the cemetery. If they can grab a little, they will kill them if they meet Han casual cultivators."
"If you meet a disciple of a great sect, you should put your tail between your legs and behave like a human being. Don't offend them."
The voice of the nearby attendant retreated, and he told Mulan Ke's words to the young patriarch Mulan Yuan.
At this time, not only the Scorpion tribe was preparing to send people to the Nanyue tomb, because the tomb was born, there was a lot of commotion, and the sects that were relatively close to Mengyun Valley got the news, and almost all of them sent their disciples to Mengyun Valley.
After Chen Yuyan and the others packed up, they also left for Mengyun Valley.
When he came to the tomb, Fang Ziming couldn't help but sigh with emotion at the size of the tomb, which covered half of the mountain.
Chen Yuyan couldn't help shaking her head, how could such a scale of the tomb only have acquired funeral objects.
Is it possible for ordinary people to build such a large-scale tomb?
It can only be said that the person in charge of the Scorpion tribe is really not very smart. It may also be because he has not seen it with his own eyes and cannot feel the majesty of the tomb.
This tomb buried half of the royal family of the last Nanyue Kingdom. There are countless good things left behind, but most of them are buried in tombs below the third floor. With Chen Yuyan's current strength, he is not even qualified for fantasy.
Fortunately, Chen Yuyan was not greedy to that extent, and knew that it was not realistic at all, but he was determined to get the Nuosheng mask in the second-floor tomb.
While Chen Yuyan and the others were waiting patiently, there was a sudden commotion at the foot of the mountain.
Looking in the direction where the sound came from, I saw the two people soaring into the air, fighting constantly, fighting with swords, and the fight was evenly matched for a while.
The two of them were followed by a group of warriors, and both sides were staring at each other, confronting each other, swords drawn.
"It's Yang Wufeng, the young head of the Diancang Sect, and Wei Meng, the senior brother of the Songyuan Sword Sect."
Zhou Suhuan tilted his head, and whispered to everyone.
She is originally from the martial arts in southern Xinjiang, so she is very familiar with it.
Diancang Sect and Songyuan Sword Sect are both well-known first-class sects in the southern border martial arts.
Hearing the word Yang Wufeng, Chen Yuyan narrowed her eyes slightly. If anyone had caused Fang Ziming the most trouble during this trip to southern Xinjiang, then it would undoubtedly be Yang Wufeng, the "Dancing Willow in the Return Wind".
Diancang School is famous for its fist and palm martial arts, and Yang Wufeng is the one who has practiced fist and palm best among the disciples of the contemporary Diancang School.
However, Yang Wufeng, who was in his weaker years, has completed the interior scene, completed the deep pollution of [Fist Sequence], and stepped into the exterior scene.
One of the secrets of Dian Cang "Flying Flower Palm, Random Flower Fist" is superb, and has even evolved his own "Fist Intent", which is hard to find an opponent in the southern Xinjiang martial arts.
Concentrating the "artistic conception" of martial arts is the standard line for testing the talent of martial arts.
Practicing a martial art can be roughly divided into four levels:
Mastering the artistic conception means that the martial arts has been cultivated to the "detailed" level.
Among the three skills currently mastered by Chen Yuyan, the Hopeless Knife is close to Xiaocheng, and the newly acquired Zhaohuangyan and Dashuibeishou are just getting started.
In the game plot, after Song Ming reported the news of the second-story tomb to the Diancang faction, Yang Wufeng was the first to come to the door.
One person crushed Fang Ziming and the others with two fists, and finally Fang Ziming was able to escape under the obstruction of "Changsong Sword" Wei Meng.
But this is also bullying Fang Ziming who is two years younger than him, and has less years of martial arts practice, otherwise it is hard to say who will win and who will lose.
When he was fighting Yang Wufeng, Fang Ziming's cultivation was not as good as the backstage of the inner scene, which was a whole big realm behind him.
As for the rest of them, Song Ming directly rebelled, Fu Hongyuan was paddling in hiding, and the rest Zhou Suhuan and Anxi worked hard, but couldn't even intervene in the battle between the two.
No way, these two are real dishes.
But it was also because of this life-and-death struggle that Fang Ziming managed to break through three extraordinary meridians in a row.
As long as the deep pollution of [Gun Sequence] is completed, you can go further at any time and break through the location, which is also a blessing in disguise.
Looking back, Chen Yuyan stopped paying attention to the battle between Yang and Wei, and waited patiently for the opening of the tomb.
Although the Nanyue tombs have been born, the formations to suppress the tombs have not completely collapsed. The tombs will not be opened until after sunset and the first rays of sunset.
As time went by, the number of people around the tomb gradually increased.
The fight between Yang Wufeng and Wei Meng at the other end was also dismissed as soon as it was good. After all, the tomb is right in front of us, so we can't exhaust our energy before we have gained something.
The situation stabilized for a while, falling into a fragile balance.
At this time, on the mountain, at the front of the tomb is the disciples of the Great School headed by Yang Wufeng and Wei Meng.
People like Chen Yuyan can only stand behind like most casual cultivators.
Actually, with Chen Yuyan's current strength and Fang Ziming at his side, he can completely occupy a good position.
But there is nothing good on the first floor, and Chen Yuyan doesn't want to be noticed so early, just follow behind the crowd.
The sky was getting dark, and the twilight was dim, and a group of homing crows croaked and flew overhead.
A hazy light rose from the ground, and everyone felt a tremor, as if the earth was about to split open.
However, the shock came and went quickly, and soon dissipated without a trace.
The central portal of the tomb is opened, and the dark hole is located on the mountainside.
Almost the moment the tomb door opened, all the people who were close to the tomb rushed in.
Everyone wants to eat the first bite of meat, and doesn't want to follow behind to drink soup.
Chen Yuyan did not rush to the front, but followed behind the main force, neither in a hurry nor in a hurry.
Fang Ziming and the others were not in a hurry, they were just planning to gain insights, and they were not in such a hurry.
The crowd walked down the stone ladder behind the tomb portal. The stone ladder went straight to the bottom of the mountain, almost hollowing out the entire mountain, only supported by twelve giant stone pillars.
After reaching the ground, most of the people who had opened the way had dispersed. The empty tomb and the coffin hanging in the air made people shudder.
"It's so eerie here."
Zhou Suhuan tightened her clothes, looked around, and even her voice became softer.
"Keep close together, it's best not to separate."
Fang Ziming held an iron spear in one hand, with sharp eyes and a vigilant expression.
(end of this chapter)