Chapter 352 Grave Shelter

"Young man, hurry up and catch him. Don't wait for the poor way to take action. If you can confess why it came from, the poor way can still be easy on you!" With a bell-like shout, the Taoist priest who came was the one who had the most incommanable martial arts in the Quanzhen religion.

Qiu Chuji warned Nie Pan when he was still dozens of feet away from Nie Pan. His voice was like a bell, and his momentum was extraordinary. Obviously, he had a very high internal force. From this roar alone, it can be heard that his internal strength was far from being comparable to that of Zhao Zhijing and Yin Zhiping.

Although Nie Pan doesn't know who the Taoist priest is, he knows that he must be a character in the six sons of Quanzhen, and he is definitely not Sun Noer, because Sun Noer is a woman, and he is definitely not Tan Chuduan, because Tan Chuduan has died at this time, and no one is right in the remaining five sons. Pay.

Nie Pan knew that he was now the end of the crossbow. After continuous fierce battles, his physical strength had reached the limit. If he really started with this powerful old Taoist priest, he would never take advantage of it. Forced by the situation, Nie Pan had to turn around and rush to the north. He could only take one step at a time. It doesn't matter where he went!

Looking at Nie Pan turn around and left, how could Qiu Chuji let him leave easily? He launched a light effort to chase behind Nie Pan. The two flew four or five hundred meters forward and one back and went to the forbidden area of Quanzhen Religion. At this moment, Nie Pan can't care whether it is a forbidden area or a red light district in front of him. As long as no one stops him, there is no Taoist priest. Where to drill?

When the two talked about the speed, Nie Pan ran away from a distance of 100 meters behind, but he was able to arrive first. Obviously, the light skill of Qiu was far above Nie Pan.

"Do young people still want to escape? With Qiu Chuji here, how can Quan Zhenjiao come as you want and leave as you want!" As Qiu Chuji chased him, he reported his name. Nie Pan knew that the Taoist priest turned out to be Changchun Ziqiu Chuji, the first in martial arts. No wonder his internal strength was so exquisite.

As Nie Pan ran away, he glanced back with the corners of his eyes and found that Qiu Chuji was chasing after him, and he was getting closer and closer. He was about to catch up with him, so he repeated his old skills. He touched the only three martial arts scriptures in his arms, quickly took out one and threw it into the burned ashes. Go and shout, "Return your broken martial arts scriptures!"

As the author of the scriptures, Qiu Chuji naturally knows how much work he has worked in it. He must not watch the scriptures fall into the fire and burn. He hurriedly unfolded the light kung fu like a dragonfly and copied the martial arts scriptures that were about to fall into the fire in his hand. When he looked up, Nie Pan had already flown out a hundred meters and left himself behind him, so Qiu Chuji once again continued to chase behind Nie Pan.

The two of them chased me. After a moment, Qiu Chuji was about to catch up with Nie Pan. Seeing that the situation was not good, Nie Pan turned around and repeated his old skills again, and threw out a scripture from his arms to use the plan to besiege Wei and save Zhao.

However, at this time, the two people had left the burning stable and came to the edge of a pool. From here, it was the mausoleum of Wang Chongyang. The martial arts heart scripture in Nie Pan's hand was thrown into the pool.

Nie Pan's move to "encircle Wei and save Zhao" has indeed been tried many times. If the martial arts heart scriptures written in ink fall into the pool, it is not much different from falling into the fire pit. Qiu Chu had no choice but to jump to the surface of the water again with light kung fu, and grabbed it when the scriptures were about to fall into the water.

When Qiu Chuji looked up again, Nie Pan ran away again, and the target went straight to Wang Chongyang's mausoleum, which surprised Qiu Chuji. He chased after Nie Pan and shouted while chasing, "The front is the mausoleum of the first master. Don't be presumptuous. Don't enter the mausoleum of the master, so as not to disturb. If he turns back as soon as possible, I won't let you die, otherwise..."

When Qiu Chuji was talking, Nie Pan had already run to the mausoleum of Wang Chongyang. With a slight stop, Nie Pan found that the door of the mausoleum of Wang Chongyang belonged to any kind of grotto that could be pushed open. He thought that since Wang Chongyang could leave a secret path in the tomb of the living dead, most of the secret path would be set up in his own tomb. Since Qiu I was not allowed to enter, but I had to enter. Maybe there is a secret road leading to the ancient tomb, so I can leave easily...

After made up his mind, Nie Pan ignored what Qiu Chuji said behind him. He suddenly pushed the door of the mausoleum with both hands and got into Wang Chongyang's mausoleum. With a bang, it seemed that the stone door was automatically closed, and there was only a dark piece left in front of Nie Pan.

Nie Pan touched the lighter in his trousers pocket. Fortunately, this ordinary gas lighter, which was only worth one yuan in his previous life, was simply a treasure in the world, but it could not be lit for a long time. It was a waste of precious gas, and it was easy to burn the plastic lighter.

Nie Pan had an idea and took out the only remaining martial arts scripture book after removing the sword spectrum from his arms. With a "bang", he tore off several pages and put them on the fire machine to light it, and then used the fire light that came out when the paper burned.

With the flashing firelight, Nie Pan saw that there was a latch on the stone door of the mausoleum. He heard the footsteps of the machine outside the hill getting closer and closer. It was estimated that he would immediately push the door and chase into the mausoleum. At that time, it would be even more difficult for him to get out. He hurriedly took two steps forward and locked the heavy stone bolts to the tomb door.

At this time, the Qiu Chuji outside rushed to push the stone door and found that it was locked from the inside. He couldn't help roaring angrily: "You little thief, you really don't know what's good or bad. You and you don't listen to it. You have to enter the mausoleum of the master and disturb him. I'll feel good to see that I catch you..."

Nie Pan doesn't want to waste time listening to the roar of Qiu Chuji outside. Anyway, the tomb door was locked from the inside, and Qiu Chuji can't get in outside for the time being. His top priority is to find out whether there is a passage in the mausoleum of Wang Chongyang. If there is no access, he will be miserable, but Nie Pan believes that Wang Chongyang. The channel will definitely be reserved...

Continue to tear off the paper on the martial arts heart sutra one by one and light it as a lighting object. Nie Pan groped forward in this dark ancient tomb, hoping to quickly find the secret passage and then quietly leave Quanzhen Religion.

Wang Chongyang's ancient tomb is not big. It is far from comparable to the scale of the living dead tomb, that is, it is slightly larger than ordinary mausoleums. The square area is only a hundred meters, and the layout inside is also very simple. It is just some stone tools and bronze funerary objects, and then a mouthful of exquisite white in the middle of the tomb. Jade coffin, Nie Pan estimated that Wang Chongyang mostly slept in this coffin.

Wang Chongyang built the tomb of the living dead as a fortress against gold. Therefore, he worked hard in the layout. He built a place for accommodation, stored grain, dug wells in it, and designed a dead road, a way to live according to the five elements of gossip, etc. And he also dug a secret channel and set up a waterway, so that he could attack and defend, advance and retreat. And this mausoleum is just the burial place after Wang Chongyang's death. Naturally, the scale and construction of the two cannot be compared.

After walking around this small mausoleum for a few times, Nie Pan became more and more disappointed, and almost even had a crying heart. This round mausoleum was surrounded by solid tomb walls. Where is there any secret channel?

"Uh... Wang Chongyang, isn't there really no secret way? You are such a trick. If there were no secret way, wouldn't I have been trapped here!" Looking at the scriptures that were about to burn out in his hand, Nie Pan was heartbroken. He held the burning paper in one hand and pounded Wang Chongyang's coffin with the other hand to complain.

Not only can't you find the secret way out, but what makes Nie Pan feel even worse is that the scripture in his hand is about to burn out. When there is no fire, the mausoleum will definitely reach out without five fingers. Can't you burn the sword spectrum that took a lot of twists and turns to get it?

Fortunately, when the paper was about to burn out, Nie Pan found an oil lamp in the stone niche under Wang Chongyang's coffin and hurriedly took it out. Fortunately, there was also vegetable oil in it. He hurriedly lit it as if he saw a life-saving straw, and then put it in the corner of the wall for lighting, which finally avoided reaching out. See the tragic experience of the five fingers.

"What should I do? It seems that this is really an ordinary grave. The secret path is probably gone. There must be countless Quanzhen Taoist priests waiting to catch me outside now. Not to mention that there are so many prawn soldiers and crab generals of Quanzhen religion, even the old Taoist priest Guangqiu Chuji is not easy to deal with!"

Nie Pan stood in front of Wang Chongyang's coffin and was very distressed. After thinking about it, Nie Pan decided to rest in the grave temporarily. After waiting for his physical strength to recover a little, he forcibly broke out and broke out. If he was caught, he had to let his fate.

There is neither water nor food in this tomb. If it takes a long time, even if the Taoist priest of Quanzhen Religion does not need to come in to catch Nie Pan, he will have no strength. Forced helplessly, Nie Pan can only choose to break through, so that he will have a glimmer of life!

Listening to the hustle and noise outside, countless Quanzhen Taoist priests shouted outside the mausoleum, "That boy, get out quickly, I won't let you die!" Nie Pan was a little upset by the noise. He simply jumped on Wang Chongyang's coffin and lay down to rest, so that he could recover his strength as soon as possible and waited for a while. Fight with the Taoist priest of Quanzhen Religion!