Chapter 542: Ancient Corpse in Fanwai Cave

It is said that after Wu Wuzi was defeated by Li Yuantai that year, his vitality was greatly injured, and his lair Thousand Corpses was also destroyed by Li Yuantai, so naturally he could not go back.
For a while, he didn't even have a hiding place.
It happened that there were too many dead souls gathered on him, and he had to live in a very gloomy place.
The place where the yang is full is most likely to cause the abnormal movement of the spirit, once the spirit begins to change, it will become unstable and easily out of the control of the body. Isn't his previous hard work wasted?
In the vicinity of Baohui Mountain, there are only two cold places, one is the cave of the thousand corpses of the void, and the other is the cave where the ancient corpses are sealed.
Now that the Thousand Corpse Den has been destroyed, he thought about it, so he could only hide in that cave first. First, the cave was sealed with ancient corpses, and no one dared to go there. Second, the cold atmosphere in the cave was just right. Suitable for him to recuperate and rest.
Wu Wuzi made up his mind and came to the entrance of the cave. Similarly, he also discovered the barrier.
But this didn't bother him. He chanted a spell and entered the cave through the barrier without destroying the barrier.
The stench inside the cave was filled with bright lights on the walls.
Inside the cave is rugged rocks, and there are many charms painted on the walls. Walking a hundred meters inside, you will see a huge stone gate with a sign on the door, engraved with a large letter, and a line of small characters below— -The cave was sealed in July, 2010.
Xu Wuzi bowed towards Shimen and said in a low voice, "The younger generation Xu Wuzi temporarily borrows the precious land of the seniors to cultivate for a while, and will never dare to disturb the purity of the seniors." After that, he said.
After walking a few steps further, his chest suddenly ache, and a burst of dizziness hit him. He couldn't help but vomit a mouthful of blood.
"Damn little Taoist priest, I must avenge this grudge!"
The Wuzizi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and cursed viciously.
It turned out that his rush all the way affected the wound. At this time, his body had reached its limit. Another burst of dizziness hit him. He was exhausted and fell to the ground.
He leaned on the wall and tried to stand up again, but his fingers accidentally touched a gray bump on the stone wall.
The bulge was spherical, about the size of a jelly bean, and the same color as the surrounding stone walls. It was lead-grey. If you look carefully, you can't see that the bulge is a small button.
As soon as he pressed his fingers to the bulge, with a puff, a thumb-wide gap suddenly cracked on the stone wall in front of him.
He looked at the gap in amazement and was stunned.
What does this gap mean?
Is it a secret door? What kind of world is behind this secret door?
It seemed that he couldn't allow him to think about it, and as the crack opened, the hidden door had been completely retracted into the stone wall.
He had to boldly walk in, almost as soon as he walked in, the secret door closed behind him.
Surprisingly, what was shown before his eyes turned out to be a paradise-like place, with rolling hills in the distance, a large fruit forest, peach and apple trees, and the fruit trees were full of sweet and attractive fragrance. In addition to the fragrant peaches and apples, there are many unknown wild fruits.
The blue sky is so clean that people want to melt inside, and the rustle of the breeze over the leaves is like fruit trees whispering.
Xu Wuzi was very happy. He picked a lot of fruit, ate a full meal, and quenched his thirst by the stream next to the fruit tree.
"This place couldn't be better for healing injuries."
But what exactly is this place?
Of course, Wuzizi will not forget that he is currently in a cave where an ancient corpse is sealed.
It stands to reason that there shouldn't be such a place like a paradise in the cave where the ancient corpse is sealed.
After eating a lot of fruits, his stamina recovered a lot. He began to explore this strange place. After walking a little further, he found a stone hut built on the stone wall, which looked exquisite and small.
It was a room without windows. Perhaps there had been wooden windows before, but it was completely decayed due to the ages. The location of the windows should be a half-meter square hole. There is no doubt that this hole completely destroyed the whole house. Beauty.
He stretched his head and looked into the room, feeling dark inside due to the light. He didn't see anything clearly, only felt that there were countless spider webs criss-crossed in front of him.
Although he felt that the room should be empty, he reached out and knocked on the door.
"Is anyone here?"
The only answer to him was the whirring wind.
He stretched out his hand and pushed open the heavy stone gate, a rancid and dusty breath came over his face, choking him into a sneeze.
A few frightened little mice squeaked out, grabbing the door.
Only a few spiders on the spider web were still busy spinning and forming webs, and did not take his arrival seriously.
When he pushed open the stone gate, he found that the hut was only ten square meters in total.
A pair of white bones leaned against the stone wall and lay on the ground, and a long, snow-white hair hung from the head where only the skull was left.
There were no wounds on this white bone, his head was full of white hair, and his posture against the wall was natural, and it was probably old and dead.
This person seems to have been dead for a long time.
As for how long he died, he couldn't judge, because there was nothing more that could indicate the identity of the deceased other than the talisman engraved on the wall.
When he stared at the talisman on the wall, he found a row of holes the size of pinholes on the wall.
The length of this row of small holes is about 30 centimeters, and the height is exactly in line with the sight of normal people.
Out of curiosity, he leaned over the row of small holes and looked inside.
Since the holes were so small, he had to press his face against the cold rock wall.
He saw a huge natural cave. There were many strange-shaped stones in the cave. In the middle of the cave, there was a stone bed. There seemed to be a person lying on the stone bed.
Because it was too far away and the hole was too small, he could only feel that it looked like a human silhouette.
Ok?
If it is said that there is a person lying on the stone bed, then is that person an ancient corpse locked in a cave?
What is the relationship between the bones in this stone house and the ancient corpse?
No normal person would be willing to carve a line of small holes in a rock wall and stare at a dead body every day to play. There must be some connection between them.
This row of small holes in the wall must be used to observe ancient corpses.
Living in this tranquil orchard for a long time is naturally comfortable and comfortable, but who can bear this lonely life out of human society? However, it is really puzzling that this person has given up the human group life and chose to die here alone.
Of course, the Wuzizi at this moment is also a little curious about this ancient corpse. Who is this dead corpse? Why were they still locked in this cave after death?
However, considering that he is in urgent need of recuperation, Xu Wuzi decided to put these problems aside first, and take care of his body first. And before he entered the cave, he also told the ancient corpse that he was only here to heal his wounds and would not disturb his peace.
Intuition tells him that the ancient corpse in the cave is by no means good, and it is best not to provoke him.