Chapter 49 The Dung Palace

"Come on, Brother Bai, the ancient immortal of the mountain clan, sleeps under the underground palace of my mountain mansion. The exit of the underground palace is extremely hidden and difficult for ordinary people to find. Even the people in the mountain mansion, only my son and a few confidants know.

After saying this, Shan Zhilin walked forward and walked along the slate road to the east.

The man in white robe smiled and walked towards the underground palace with Shan Zhilin, walking and laughing.

Lin Qinglong narrowed his eyes, stared at their fading backs, and hesitated for a while.

Immediately, he gritted his teeth, and the gloomy spirit floated and followed straight forward.

"What did the man in white just now say about the Lin clan? Is it the Lin people in the shady valley of the State of Chu? It is said that the Lin people, like the mountain people, are also an ancient nation that has been passed down for thousands of years. However, the Lin people are 108,000 miles away from Qianwang City. Since the white-robed people are from the Lin people, why did they come here thousands of miles away? Also, he just said that their Lin clan also has an ancient immortal. What's going on?

While thinking about this information, Lin Qinglong drove the ghost to closely follow Shan Zhilin and the people in the white robe of Confucianism, walking like a hanging ghost like a shadow.

The most important problems that plague Lin Qinglong now are the relationship and connection between these bloodshots.

One, the ancient halal qi, is the head of the old peak. It is said that there is a pair of blue pupils known as the "eye of death". It is said that the blue pupil is inherited from the body of the void.

Second, Bai Mujue, the high priest of the Baiyan clan, is proficient in all the magic powers in Ghost Eye Tower. He has a pair of yin and yang eyes of the ghost country. There is no doubt that Bai Mujue is the closest blood split to the virtual son.

Third, Black Mountain, the high priest of the black rock clan, Lin Qinglong only knows that he has a secret skill that can make ordinary black rock warriors extremely powerful and can surpass ordinary monks in a short time. If you guess carefully, this is probably a secret skill, but Lin Qinglong knows little about it and doesn't know much about it.

Fourth, Shan Zhilin, the elders of the mountain clan in Qianwangcheng, can awaken the ancient immortals of the mountain clan.

The fifth, the white-robed people, are said to be the Lin people in the forest valley. The Lin people make a living in the jungle and rarely enter the city. Lin Qinglong knows less about the Lin people. He only knows that the Lin people are an ancient ethnic group similar to the mountain people. Other than that, he knows nothing about it.

These thoughts disturbed and haunted him in Lin Qinglong's mind. Lin Qinglong thought deeply for a while, but still did not have much clue, so he dissipated these thoughts and secretly said, "There must be a way before the car reaches the mountain, and the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge. Let's think about these distractions later. The most urgent thing now is to see the legend. What does the ancient immortals of the mountain people in the middle of the news look like?

Although the yin god will emit some cold breath, the cultivation of this mountain wisdom forest and the white-robed man is not extremely high, and it can only be regarded as medium. The two of them do not have the yin and yang eyes that can recognize the ghost of the yin god, so they have not recognized the yin god of Lin Qinglong.

For Shan Zhilin and the people in white robes, although they felt a little cold behind them, they just thought that the cold air was due to the dawn, and they did not think deeply about it.

The two walked for a while and walked in through a round stone arch. Outside the stone arch stood a huge stone tablet, which said, "This is a forbidden place for the mountain clan, and trespassers will be beheaded". These twelve words are powerful and extremely domineering. At a glance, people feel afraid and dare not come forward.

Lin Qinglong Yinshen glanced at the twelve big words on the stone tablet and sneered: "It turns out that the old thief Shan Zhilin used a cover to make ordinary people dare not enter here. In this way, ordinary people do not dare to break into the so-called 'mountain forbidden land' without permission, and they will never find that there are ancient immortals in the underground of your mountain mansion. This mountain wisdom forest is indeed an old fox, and it is very resourceful!"

Shan Zhilin and the white-paved man did not stop at all. After passing through the stone arch, they took a few more steps. From the wide stone road, they suddenly turned into a dark alley.

This corner is very cleverly designed. If others don't get close to it, you can't see this alley at all.

Lin Qinglong followed the two people before, but only felt that there was a flower in front of him, and he could not see the two people. Later, after urging the ghost's eyes with true air, it was found that there was an extremely remote alley hidden here.

"The design of this turn is not simple. It seems that Shan Zhilin has been thinking about the entrance of the underground palace of Shanfu. No wonder the parrot didn't find it here. Ordinary people can't see this alley if they don't put their faces on it.

Several thoughts flashed from Lin Qinglong's mind. After the yin god turned into the alley, he found that Shan Zhilin and the white-robed man had come a long way. They flashed quickly and caught up with him.

This alley is damp and gloomy. If it weren't for the effect of "night vision" because of Lin Qinglong's ghost eyes, it must be out of reach here. It's a black hole, and the moonlight can't shine in at all.

Shan Zhilin and the white-robed man quickly walked to the end of the alley and suddenly stopped.

However, Lin Qinglong found that the end of the alley was a dead end.

A cyan stone brick wall is the end of this cold alley.

"Huh? Elder Zhilin, why is this... a dead end? It's difficult... Is there a mechanism here?" The man in white robe guessed that there must be a secret passage here, but he looked around carefully and couldn't see any trace of the organ.

This stone and brick wall is covered with thick moss. Even if there are some clues, it has long been covered up.

"Yes, Brother Bai, there is indeed a mechanism here."

Shan Zhilin smiled faintly and stretched out his slender fingers in his right hand - although he was over the age of his nails, his fingers were like a young girl of nutmeg, soft and smooth, which was really a little strange - he stretched out his finger, waved his arm, and wrote a word on the stone wall.

Following his arm posture, Lin Qinglong read the word he wrote.

Mountain!

is the word "mountain".

Shan Zhilin wrote a huge "mountain" on the stone brick wall.

The mountain character is reflected on the green moss, which looks vigorous and powerful!

After writing, suddenly there was a faint sound of "Kerala", which came from afar, getting closer and closer. It was a little dull and strange, but the sound was not very loud. As the strange "cluck" sound reached the feet, the ground suddenly shook, and the stone bricks suddenly turned down by themselves!

A moment later, the stone brick wall turned into a stone brick staircase, leading straight to the ground.

Through the entrance to the ground, Lin Qinglong looked in and saw a red light inside, extremely hot, as if the flame was burning.

"Is that the smell of the ancient immortals? The blood of the ancient immortals is so vigorous!"