As a ghost cultivator at the level of step void, it is rare in the world, but in Xu Lin's eyes, Wang Tianyu's value is far from being realized, and today, it is time for him to realize his self-worth.

There was no communication outside of words, Xu Lin just moved his heart, and the thoughts in his heart were already presented in Wang Tianyu's mind.

"Scattered Cultivation Vault?" Wang Tianyu's blood-red eyes showed a rather surprised look and said, "You are really lucky!"

Looking at Xu Lin's unkind eyes, Wang Tianyu pursed his lips and didn't dare to say anything more, but in his heart, he kept cursing Xu Lin.

His current identity has become a servant, which is not the same as the original agreement, but I don't know why, every time I see Xu Lin's gloomy face, I feel a trembling in my heart for no reason, and Wang Tianyu doesn't understand what he is afraid of Xu Lin, but the reality is that he is indeed afraid.

The ghost body is not much worse than Xu Lin's blood shadow body, it has no fixed form, and when a gust of wind blows, Wang Tianyu has disappeared in front of Xu Lin's eyes and floated towards the rocky reef island.

Flipping the soul mirror, on the smooth mirror, a perspective immediately appeared, all of which were what Wang Tianyu had seen and heard along the way, which made Xu Lin extremely comfortable, and at a critical time, he could let this guy be a spy.

And from Wang Tianyu's perspective now, this is a very long narrow black hole, there is no carving around it, and the walls are also pitted, it is obvious that this loose cultivator does not like to modify these, so what about his secret vault?

The darkness is too comfortable for ghost cultivators, just like people in the daytime, so Wang Tianyu has been following closely behind Wang Kui and Zhou Jian, and on this road. There is no forbidden law to hurt people as a hidden arrow, seeing this, Xu Lin couldn't help but have a trace of doubt in his heart.

Is it really the hope that practitioners will find their burial places?

What if you put yourself in your shoes?

The monk left behind a map to guide his burial bones, so that future generations could inherit his legacy, and if that were the case, the scene in front of him would be considered a thing of the past. But for some reason, Xu Lin always had a hairy feeling in his heart.

Comparing the heart to the heart, if one day Xu Lin Shouyuan is exhausted, he finds a place to bury himself, and he wants to inherit what he has learned in his life, he will definitely not do this.

Because I don't know what the latecomers will do with their corpses! I don't want to die without a body, so I will leave a certain mechanism to test the heart of the comer, such as a ruthless and unrighteous guy. Aren't you afraid of a catastrophe?

Or is this casual cultivator who has already explored the world unimpressed?

According to Xu Lin's understanding of those scattered cultivators who have no door and no sect, this is a group of hungry guys, in the cultivation world, they are like beggars in the world, because they do not have a complete inheritance of exercises, so they can't break through the level they want, and when their longevity is about to end, they will do whatever it takes to continue their longevity, and no one is not afraid of death!

Come to think of it. Xu Lin completely dispelled the idea of risking his life, and an image suddenly appeared in the soul mirror in front of him. Xu Lin couldn't help frowning and stared at this picture tightly.

Suddenly a large open space, above the surrounding area, there are stalagmites, and there are countless strange rocks around the sides, but the middle is surprisingly open.

Up to the top. With a big stone chair, there's nothing else!

A breath came from his side, and after Xu Lin sensitively caught it, he couldn't help but let out a soft "Huh!", and then quickly tightened his body. And put away the soul mirror in his hand, and in an instant, it turned into a damp mist, fluttering over the reeds.

This breath is very familiar, when Xu Lin stared at it, a chubby figure, a little clumsy fell from a high altitude on the small island where the rocky reef gathered, and the chubby face, after seeing the scene of the island, immediately twisted into a ball and said: "It's too late!"

When the figure disappeared immediately, Xu Lin's figure quickly recovered to its original appearance, and muttered in some surprise: "Barrel?"

How did this guy appear here, seeing his demeanor, it seems that he already knew about this reef island, it seems that things are really not so simple!

Xu Lin took the Soul Mirror back in his hand, but the image in the mirror made him frown and show a rather surprised expression!

Wang Tianyu was very close to the stone chair, but Zhou Jian and Wang Kui were even closer.

I saw that on this huge stone chair, there was a rolled up white picture scroll, and there was nothing else, and around both sides, there were either stalagmites or strange stones, not even an iron sword, let alone the corpse of a loose cultivator!

Test?

Xu Lin touched his chin, it seems that the owner of this tomb is the same as he thinks, in the end, he is not very worried about outsiders, he should consider it, and the test question is the picture scroll on the stone chair!

When he was thinking like this, Xu Lin sent a message to Wang Tianyu, telling him not to act rashly, and to observe first, but the pace of Monk Yuantong was obviously faster than Xu Lin expected, so he only heard him shout: "Don't touch that painting!"

This sudden voice and figure startled Wang Kui and Zhou Jian, and Wang Jian was even more quick to pick up the scroll, but was blocked by Zhou Jian's sword on the side.

"What are you doing!" Wang Kui asked with a look of surprise and retraction.

With a smile, Zhou Jian's sword body was still horizontal in front of the stone chair and said: "It's such a burrow, there is not even a gold jade, you said that you took this scroll, what should I do?"

"Go, you, what, up, one, egg!"

The treasure was in front, Wang Kui also completely tore the dough, when his hand was raised, a big gourd appeared, and when the spout moved, a firelight spewed out quickly, and Zhou Jian also scolded in a low voice, and when the sword weapon in his hand was raised, an invisible sword breath instantly blocked the fire that was coming, and his body retreated, intent on taking the picture scroll on the stone chair.

"Don't think!" Wang Kui's figure had already risen, and the fire gourd in his hand was spewing fire energy vigorously, and at this moment, a golden light fell from the sky, and it was very sudden that the two of them were isolated from the golden cover.

The peaceful chanting of the Buddha's voice, in this small space, resounded all around at the same time, Wang Kui and Zhou Jian looked back in shock, and said in unison: "Golden Wheel Temple?"

Monk Yuantong ignored these two people, still chanting the Buddha with his hands folded, seeing this scene, Wang Kui and Zhou Jian looked at each other gloomily, and they faced the Yuantong monk at the same time with a tacit understanding.

Xu Lin smiled, it seems that under the insertion of outsiders, the two who were supposed to fight for their lives are now standing on the same front again.

The flames, the sword breath, and the shouting rushed towards the Yuantong monk at the same time, but the fat monk completely ignored the combined strength of the two, but focused his spirit on the picture scroll in the stone chair.

Xu Lin became even more curious, what kind of magic weapon should this play be, which could make the Yuantong monk from the Golden Wheel Temple value it so much.

But thinking about the homophonic words of Yuantong and Barrel, Xu Lin couldn't help but smile slightly, and then when his mind moved, Wang Tianyu quietly moved towards the direction of the stone chair.

With a wave of his hand, a chain of beads came out, and when he saw it clearly, it was the most common rosary, but the beads suddenly opened in the wind, instantly turned into a big bead chain, and instantly covered the Yuantong monk inside, whether it was the flame or the sword breath that flew from it, it was stagnant and disappeared in the sudden brightness of the beads.

This is much more handsome than his turtle shell, Xu Lin looked at the golden cover of Buddha light shrouded in the outer body of the Yuantong monk, and at the same time, Wang Tianyu had already approached the outside of the stone chair, but Xu Lin was a little hesitant.

Because he suddenly felt that this white picture scroll was somewhat familiar.

When he reached out to the storage belt and patted it, something appeared in an instant, and when he held it in front of him, Xu Lin's face changed slightly, painting monk? (To be continued......