"What is that place, and why is there light?"

Lao Lin and Lao Yun and several other experienced old cultivators looked at each other, and their faces showed imperceptible surprise and vigilance.

The secret realm of the valley, the underground palace of the mausoleum, all the way dark and deep, even if the magic circle occasionally operates normally, or inlaid with luminous orbs and set up everlasting candles, it is absolutely impossible to illuminate such a large area.

This must be a special place, either a mortal danger or a great opportunity.

"Let's go, go over and have a look!"

Now, they have no way back but to move on.

"Senior Sister Shui, be careful, wait and follow me closely, don't go far!" Yang Zhengxiong was uneasy, but he didn't forget to be courteous.

Shui Lingyue was still crying, deeply anxious about Yang Xia's disappearance, and ignored him.

Seeing this, a subtle haze flashed on his face, but he still followed her closely, like a loyal guard.

Soon after, the crowd walked to the front and found an extremely empty underground square, and on the opposite side of the square was a large hall with a cave.

A huge altar of nine dragon arches towered in front of them, the altar was carved from a huge limestone stone, which seemed to have a certain number of years, and looked full of vicissitudes.

"It seems to be a style of ancient times......"

A casual cultivator slowly walked to the door of the main hall, watched for a long time, and muttered to himself.

Lao Lin glanced at him: "How can you see it?"

Nasan said: "Look at these stone dragons, they are five-clawed golden dragons, not nine-clawed ...... that were unique to the descendants of true dragons before the Middle Ages."

This is a convincing basis, after all, man-made stone carvings, paintings, etc., mostly use familiar images as templates, if it is the pre-medieval era, it should probably be a nine-clawed golden dragon, not a five-clawed dragon.

However, judging that it is a relic of the ancient era, it does not help everyone's current situation, everyone present is a human-level spirit master, and the highest status is only a disciple of the inner court, even if it is from a family, they may not have the opportunity to contact the words of the ancient immortal kingdom.

They didn't understand what the four big characters on the huge stone tablet that stood in front of the stone carving were.

"It doesn't look like there's any danger here, why don't we go up and have a look?"

Someone saw what seemed to be a platform above the altar and immediately proposed.

Lao Lin thought for a while: "It's okay, but let the spirit creature explore the way first, and if there is danger, withdraw in time!"

Although everyone knows in their hearts that if they really encounter danger, they may not be able to react.

But at this time, it's not easy to say frustrating words, of course, they all agree.

So everyone summoned their own spiritual objects, released all kinds of blue wolves, sword mantises, spirit tigers and other spiritual objects, and climbed up the stairs on both sides at the same time.

But seeing that the road was safe, nothing unusual happened.

So they began to climb up one by one, but found nothing unusual.

However, at this moment, they saw a staircase leading to the rear on the platform, which seemed to be a pyramidal structure, with the front and side ends belonging to the main hall, but the staircase at the back led to a new place at the rear.

Needless to say, he once again explored the path with spiritual objects and went down.

Soon after, they came to a side hall at the back and found a stone chamber inside.

When they saw what was hidden there, they couldn't help but be stunned.

I saw that this is a hall in the shape of a ring, around the hall, according to a certain interval, erected arches one after another, behind the arches, is like a slope of stairs, ascending the steps in turn, and finally at the platform of the upper section, obliquely stand one by one black coffins.

The coffins, each three feet wide and a few feet long, looked like they had been made of very heavy obsidian crystal.

"One, two, three, four......"

Lao Lin subconsciously looked around, looked at the environment here, and found that there were eleven black sarcophagi in this hall shrouded in brilliance.

"No...... Not true!"

"Why is there one missing?"

He suddenly found that these coffins were arranged according to the twelve earthly branches of "Zi Chou Yin Mao Chen Si Wu Wei Shen Youxu Hai", among which on the front of the entrance, there was obviously a vacant space, and there should have been a sarcophagus in the place, but there was nothing at all.

"It does seem like there is one missing, and what will be in these coffins?"

Lao Yun looked even more solemn and asked a crucial question.

Everyone actually thought of going together, but when they suddenly heard someone mention it, they couldn't help but feel creepy.

"The tombs of the ancients, talk more about burial, maybe there will be the bones of some ancient cultivators, but at the same time, there are also burial objects......"

"It's hard to come down, you can't go back empty-handed, right?

As if to explain, and as if to give himself courage, Lao Lin said to everyone.

He subconsciously licked his somewhat dry lips, and his eyes were firmly pressed against one of the sarcophagi: "Say it in advance, no matter what objects are here, they belong to everyone's harvest, and no one is allowed to hide them privately! But since we have come here, if we have a harvest, there is no need to hand it in stupidly, as long as everyone keeps their mouths shut, they can all keep their mouths shut!"

"We have exactly eleven people here, why don't we open a coffin for one person, and each has nothing to do with it, how about it?"

Hearing Lao Lin say this, everyone subconsciously counted the number of people in the same company, and sure enough, they found that in addition to themselves, there were ten people.

Doesn't that add up to exactly eleven people?

What a coincidence!

However, is it really that simple as a coincidence?

Everyone looked at each other, obviously surrounded by bright lights and no danger, but each had a creepy feeling.

Especially at this moment, everyone has experienced the invasion of the carrion array, inevitably stained with blood and tearing clothes, even the best protected family daughter Shui Lingyue is also embarrassed and filthy, with a cloak scattered, not looking like eleven people, all like eleven ghosts.

"Okay, let's just decide!" said another spirit master who was also from a casual cultivation background, gritting his teeth.

"We are all Xuanmen monks, not mountain village husbands, don't be suspicious!"

Obviously, everyone didn't say anything, it was because he had a ghost in his heart, so he said that he was suspicious, but the strange thing is that this sentence seemed to reach the bottom of everyone's hearts, and they all felt persuaded.

The thoughts in their hearts overshadowed their fears and doubts.

So, they each walked through the archway to the platform where a sarcophagus was placed.

It is separated from other platforms by more than ten zhang, and there is a wall formed by a boulder, which just blocks the view, if you don't deliberately snoop, it is really difficult to find out what benefits others can get from opening the coffin.