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Before An Zheng entered, he had always thought that the Fantasy Eternal Residence City was the only place where humans lived. If it weren't for the fact that a group of desperate people had no other choice but to avoid disaster or seek refuge in this city, who would have come to this kind of destitute land? In order to avoid the chaotic battles of the people, the people of the sixteen states of Youyan were hunted down by villains. These two people had the same thoughts when they entered the Mount Cangman, as they would die no matter what.

This place was so dangerous and fatigued, how could there be someone who would carve out a road for them? In addition, the cliff was so smooth that a mural appeared.

There were not many reasons for the appearance of these murals. In the Southern Frontier or Western region, where the orthodox Zen sect was located, the frescoes flourished. However, it rarely appeared in the Bedlam Lands of the Northern Frontier. The content of the frescoes was either a description of the sect stories, or a record of local customs and practices, or some of the major events that had occurred in the form of the frescoes had all been preserved.

What An Zheng saw now seemed to be a war.

Several murals began to show scenes of slaughter, and each one was filled with blood. The people who appeared in the murals were mostly laborers, as if they were digging something out. Then a group of dark creatures rushed out from the mountains and killed all the laborers. The murals behind seemed to contain an army of soldiers entering the mountains, as well as cultivator s who could ride on swords and fly. But from the looks of it, the army and the cultivator seemed to have obtained victory in the end, and those dark creatures were either captured or killed.

However, due to the age of the mural behind it, it had already completely fallen apart, so he could not see anything else. In the direction behind An Zheng, the Qilin eagle had not given up and was still knocking into the mountain, so An Zheng did not dare to stay. He continued along the jetty and climbed over the cliff where there was a break. After walking for about a dozen miles, the place suddenly opened up.

Behind the mountain, a huge gash had appeared, forming a gorge. From a high vantage point, the entrances on both sides of the canyon were extremely small. An Zheng had come in from the south side, and looking towards the north, he could vaguely see the mouth of the canyon suddenly shrink.

Once they were inside the canyon, the little cat came out from An Zheng's embrace, and the stars in her eyes rotated much faster. It called out a few times towards the canyon with excitement.

An Zheng walked down the stair from the cliff, and upon reaching the canyon, he discovered that the plants here were completely different from the ones outside. To his pleasant surprise, he discovered that every plant here was a medicinal herb, and there was no lack of white product and red rank among them. No wonder there was a Qilin eagle outside. So there was actually a piece of medicine field inside the mountain. Judging from the size of the medicine field, it should be planted by humans, but it's been so long that no one has taken care of it, so the medicinal herbs grow in a mess.

An Zheng could see the ridges formed by the small stones amidst the lush herbs, but most of them were already covered.

The more he looked at it, the more shocked he became. Because the medicine field in this place had not been destroyed for too long, their way of growth was almost barbaric. There were at least a few mu of wild ginsengs that were rarely seen in the market with fourth rank s and above. This was the mountain ginseng, this was the Grand Jade Lingzhi, and that was the Snake Bone Grass ? This was a huge treasure trove.

If someone found out about this, the medicine field would be able to start a war. The armies of the sixteen states of Youlan would fight to steal the herbs here. If people from the martial arts world knew about this, this place would become the cultivator's tomb.

Some ordinary medicinal herbs, because they had obtained the perfect environment to grow in, had actually evolved into green rank or even into the white product's medicinal herbs. Therefore, An Zheng began to suspect that the soil here must be extremely rare.

After walking for about three kilometers, An Zheng saw a thatched cottage erected in the middle of medicine field.

"Is anyone there?"

An Zheng tried to ask, but no one answered.

He carefully walked forward and saw that the window of the thatched cottage was open. He vaguely saw a person sitting there. An Zheng immediately stopped and clasped his fists: "Junior mistakenly entered this place, and did not wish to disturb Senior's cultivation, I hope that Senior will forgive me."

This was not a place without a master, so An Zheng thought that if he could get some herbs, or if the master was not willing to give him, then he would ask him about the way out. But after talking for a while, that person did not reply. An Zheng said that he was offended, and continued to walk forward. When he got closer to the window, he found that the man had already become a mummy. He didn't know how long he had been dead.

Because of the beautiful herbs and the dense medicinal qi, this person's corpse did not rot even after death. It seemed to be an old man, probably a man. He leaned against the window and looked outside, but his eyeballs weren't damaged, so one could even see the infinite loneliness and loneliness in his expression. Although he was old and shriveled, one could still tell that this person must have had an extraordinary appearance when he was alive, and there was even a faint domineering air to him.

"It should be a Great De senior that is hiding here."

An Zheng bowed deeply towards the dried corpse and said, "Junior wishes to request for some medicinal herbs to be taken away. I will not harm the medicine field here. This junior does not dare to destroy Senior's many years of hard work. "

After he bowed, he looked around, "Although I do not know who Senior is, if someone else comes in here, they might be disrespectful to Senior's corpse. So, this junior wants to bury your corpse and build a grave for you. "

He walked into the house and examined it. The hut was in ruins and could collapse at any time. Walking into the room, looking at the man's figure that was looking out, An Zheng even felt the loneliness this senior felt before he died.

Walking to the corpse's side, An Zheng realized that there were words on the table. It should have been carved out by the old man using his finger right before he died.

Five hundred years of guarding the tomb.

In the end, he didn't see any Immortals.

Looking back at the mortal world ?

Who had the luck?

What did that mean, An Zheng did not know. Literally, this senior had lived for five hundred years, or perhaps even longer. He had always been here alone, guarding an ancient tomb? But why did he say that in the end, no one was able to see the immortal, and why was it that he was asking who had the luck? If he had not known the state of mind of this senior at that time, he might never have understood the hidden meaning behind these four sentences.

An Zheng knelt down on one knee, cupped his fists, and bowed: "I am not offending you, senior, please rest in peace."

With that, he stood up and carried the corpse out with both hands. As soon as he stepped out of the door, the thatched cottage collapsed with a loud bang and turned into dust. In an instant, it turned into a pile of grass.

An Zheng was overwhelmed with shock, thinking that this thatched cottage would only turn to ashes after its master left, which could be considered as protecting its master with loyalty.

There was a high slope not far from the hut, and on it was a solitary old pine. An Zheng carried the corpse over and gently put it down. Then, he used his hands to dig out a deep pit beside Gu Song. When he turned around again, his face had turned pale and his eyes were wide open.

The mummified body sat there cross-legged, perfectly straight.

An Zheng was so scared that his face turned white, and he stood there not knowing what to do.

This dried corpse had always maintained its position of leaning against the window. When An Zheng had carried the dried corpse over, he had felt that the corpse was as stiff as a boulder. During the time that An Zheng was digging, what happened? Although An Zheng was experienced and knowledgeable, he had never seen a corpse that could have been dead for a few hundred years sitting properly by itself. It was so terrifying and strange.

Although the dried corpse was still in good condition, it didn't have any moisture, so its appearance was very frightening. At this time, he sat cross-legged with his hands clasped together, as if he was looking at An Zheng with a smile. Even the expression on his face had changed. No matter how brave An Zheng was, it was impossible for him to handle such a thing. He felt as if his heart was about to leap out of his throat.

"Senior ?" Senior, what are you trying to do? "

An Zheng asked hoarsely, but in his heart he was praying that you would not answer me.

Luckily the dried corpse did not say anything, otherwise An Zheng thought that he could fly away in fear. However, although he didn't say anything, the corpse's appearance changed once again. He clasped his hands together and then nodded slightly, as if he was thanking An Zheng. An Zheng suddenly reacted, and also clasped his hands in return, "Senior, there is no need to thank me, this is just a matter of a young person's duty. If Senior still has something that you have yet to do, I will not decline it even if I am able to help out. "

An Zheng was actually so frightened that he spoke nonsense. After saying that, he regretted it. What if this dried corpse junior said, "You go kill whoever you want, what about An Zheng?" This man had been dead for a long time, and his enemies were probably long dead as well.

The corpse slowly raised its head and made a gesture of a finger pointing towards the sky and the earth. An Zheng was stunned, he asked, "Senior, do you mean, you were once the supreme being in the universe?"

The desiccated corpse remained in this position for a long time, before An Zheng finally came to his senses. He pointed his finger at the sky, implying that his soul was about to return to the heavens. And the reason why they were pointing was because they were at the top of a high slope. He pointed to the ground, actually referring to the medicine field.

"Senior, don't worry. I won't tell anyone about this place. I won't let anyone destroy your heart's blood."

An Zheng cupped his fists and bowed again, then realized that there was something wrong with the direction of the dried corpse's fingers. He looked back along the hand pointing to the sky and discovered that the mountain peak at the side of the canyon was tall and sharp, like a peerless divine sword that was stuck inside. An Zheng thought of the words that he had heard from the tomb keeper for five hundred years, and thought to himself: Could it be that there is an ancient tomb there? An Zheng pondered for a moment, then asked: "Senior, you mean, you want me to bury you in that mountain?"

The dried corpse's hand suddenly drooped down. Its head clicked a little and it never raised it again.

An Zheng turned to look at the big mountain, it was even more dangerous than the cliff he climbed when he entered. But since he had already agreed, An Zheng naturally would not go back on his words. He walked over and apologized, then used the rope he had brought to tie the corpse to his back. Carrying the dried corpse on his back, An Zheng started to walk towards the mountain. The further he walked, the colder he felt.

At first, An Zheng thought that he was scared. After all, carrying a strange dried corpse on his back was not a normal thing. However, the closer he got to that mountain peak, the colder it became. At this temperature, water would become ice. However, there was no change in the surrounding plants. They were still green.

When they reached the foot of the mountain, An Zheng discovered that there was actually a door behind the dense weeds.

The door was made of wood and had countless cracks on it. An Zheng tried pushing the door open and the smell of dry dust came out. An Zheng carefully walked forward a few steps. Aside from the fact that it was very dark and cold in this place, he discovered that there was no other danger.

Then, he saw more dried corpses ?

An Zheng counted and found seven corpses sitting cross-legged in the cave. The reason the medicine field's senior's corpse was not rotten was because of the dense medicinal qi. The reason why the corpses in this cave did not rot was because it was too cold, and the temperature was much lower than outside. Therefore, these seven people did not even have a change in expression. Rather than saying they were dead, it seemed as if they had been frozen solid.

An Zheng cupped his fists and apologized to the dried corpses. When he stood up, he realized that the seven people surrounding the stone table were a little strange. These seven people sat around the stone table, and each of them had a cold long sword behind them. From their clothes, An Zheng was unable to tell where they came from. An Zheng had never seen the style of those clothes before.

Right at this moment, a sudden gust of wind from who knows where blew past, causing the dust on the stone table to fly away. As the dust settled, the stone table turned out to be a crystal coffin.

An Zheng thought to himself: So senior had already prepared a coffin for me, are you looking down on the pit that I dug for you? However, he didn't dare to say it out loud. He was afraid that the dried corpse behind him would suddenly give him a big slap on the face.

He removed the corpse and gently placed it inside the crystal coffin.

Just then, an item dropped from the corpse's body and landed beside An Zheng's feet.