Midsummer was approaching, and the early morning sun shone down on the valley. Along with the flowers and trees, it emitted a fresh smell.
Deep in the mountains.
Wu Sansheng led a group of people and walked in a grandiose manner.
It was a hot summer day. Sweat had already soaked through the clothes of these people. They were wet and dry, dry and wet.
Wu Xie sighed as he looked at the towering mountain.
"Third Uncle, we've been walking for a day.”
Wu Sansheng walked in front and did not speak. His eyes were determined and revealed some fatigue.
Even his nephew was tired, let alone him.
Pan Zi, who was walking at the back of the line, took a few steps forward and took out a kettle." Little Third Master, come and drink some water."”
Gulp! Gulp! Gulp!
Wu Xie gulped down a few mouthfuls of water.
Pan Zi took back the water bottle and smiled warmly. He handed it to a well-built young man with an ancient knife on his back.
"Come, little brother, you should drink some too.”
"No need." The young man shook his head and continued on his way.
"F * ck, would it kill you to say thank you?"
Da Kui, who was at the back of the team, could not help but complain when he saw the young man's cold expression.
"Who knows? He was like a stuffy oil bottle along the way and didn't say a word!”
Wu Xie glanced at him. Zhang Qilin, who was walking at the front of the team, also complained. It was the first time the two of them had met. One of them was playful, and the other was cold. Neither of them liked the other.
Wu Sansheng turned around and looked at his follower, Da Kui, and his nephew, Wu Xie. He pointed to the depths of the mountain and said.
"Be quiet! Don't disturb the peace of the expert!"
Wu Sansheng was going to enter a tomb of the Warring States Period this time. It was extremely dangerous, so they had to invite a legendary expert to come out of the mountain.
The few of them walked for another two hours, and an extremely ancient courtyard appeared in front of everyone.
Wu Sansheng wiped his hands and knocked on the door.
Not long after, a young girl opened the door with a creak. The girl's voice was lively." Who are you looking for?”
"May I ask if Master Geng is here?"
Just as Wu Sansheng finished speaking, a voice came from the courtyard." Girl, let them in."”
Geng Hao counted with his fingers and knew that Wu Sansheng and the others had arrived.
It had been many years since he transmigrated to the tomb raiding world. After receiving Ninth Uncle's inheritance, he had been living in seclusion in the mountains.
In this world, many people had received his guidance before. In each guidance, he had obtained many good things, but he had never left the mountain.
One year, he saw a hunter on the mountain being bitten to death by a wild beast, leaving only a pitiful daughter. He took her in as a servant girl.
This courtyard was a gift from the system. Without his permission, one could not even see it, let alone enter.
He followed Wu Sansheng and the others into the courtyard.
A handsome man walked out of the house. His eyes were indifferent, his pupils were deep, and his skin was white and black.
"Nine Gates, Wu Clan, and Wu Three Province pay their respects to Lord Geng!”
Wu Sansheng looked at the person who had come and compared it to the image that the senior in the sect had drawn. He immediately bowed.
"Hmm, since you came to find me, you know my rules?”
"Yes, yes, yes!"
Wu Sansheng said as he took out an ancient book and handed it over.
This was something that Wu Sansheng had poured out from an ancient tomb of an unknown age in his early years.
The words on it were obscure and difficult to understand. Even Wu Xie, who was proficient in all kinds of strange words, could not decipher it, but he knew that it was good stuff.
Hence, he brought Geng Hao along when he came to invite him.
Geng Hao took the ancient book. On it were written the words " Secret Techniques of Mao Mountain ". The author of the book was actually Daoist Priest Shi Jian!
Geng Hao flipped it open. There were many records of the Dao techniques of Mao Mountain!
This was the ancient text of the Mao Mountain Sect. Those who did not have the absolute authentic Mao Mountain inheritance would not be able to understand the meaning behind it.
However, Geng Hao was the Ninth Uncle of Inheritance, so he naturally understood it.
Furthermore, he knew that Shi Jian was his master's eldest senior brother.
Although he was a villain, his magic power was strong and his ability was not inferior to his master's!
As expected, after reading it carefully, he learned the Lightning Thundering Fist, Thunder Palm, and other profound Dao techniques!
At this moment, a mechanical voice sounded in Geng Hao's mind.
Host, please sign in. Seven Stars Lu King Palace, Seven Stars Suspicious Coffin. You have obtained the Vermillion Bird Blood Essence!
Host, please sign in. Seven Stars Lu King Palace, Nine-Headed Snake Cypress. You have obtained the Vermilion Bird Tattoo!
Vermillion Bird blood essence?
Vermilion Bird tattoo?
A few years ago, because he had adopted a girl, the system had just rewarded him with the Vermilion Bird Bloodline. He had been suffering from being unable to advance.
If he could obtain the Vermillion Bird blood essence and the Vermillion Bird tattoo, he should be able to advance!
At this thought.
"Alright, let's go."
Geng Hao said indifferently after putting away the ancient book. He then turned to the young girl and said," Little girl, take good care of the family.”
After saying that, he turned around and walked out.
When Wu Sansheng saw this scene, he was extremely shocked." Ah? This... Don't you have to ask where we're going?"
"No need!"
"That's right. There's nowhere you can't go in this world.”
The next morning, Wu Sansheng led Wu Xie, Pan Zi, Da Kui, Zhang Qilin, and Geng Hao to the Eastern Province.
The six of them first took the plane, then the long-distance bus, then the long-distance minibus, then the long-distance motorcycle, and then the ox cart.
When everyone finally got off the ox cart.
Looking forward, back, left, and right, he realized that this place was only desolate!
In the end, she saw a dog running over.
Wu Sansheng patted the guide's shoulder.
"Old Master, we won't be riding a dog for the rest of the journey, right?”
"Hahaha, how can I!"
The old man sucked on his pipe and laughed." This dog is a messenger. Let's take a boat through that cave and we'll reach the place.”
"This dog is here, which means that the boatman is nearby.”
A cave?
Wu Sansheng narrowed his eyes and looked at the dark cave not far away. He couldn't help but frown.
At this moment, a series of coughs entered everyone's ears.
"Cough cough cough!"
He looked up and saw that it was Wu Xie playing with the dog. However, it was obvious that the process wasn't very pleasant. He was almost choked by the smell of the dog.
"What kind of dog is this? It's so smelly!"
Wu Xie patted his body and walked back. When he walked to Pan Zi's side, Pan Zi actually smelled the smell of a dead person from Wu Xie!
On the battlefield, Pan Zi, who had crawled out of a pile of dead bodies, was extremely sensitive to this smell!!
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