Chapter 477: Crypt

The red sword cloud magic weapon flew in the sky for about a quarter of an hour, far away from the prosperous county city, and came to an ordinary forest side village.
The cloud magic weapon dissipated and landed near the entrance of a low thatched shed.
"The fruits of the reforms that year have now dissipated most of them."
The proud Yangyang silently looked at the thatched hut on the roof in front of him that had been blackened with long grass, and deeply felt the tremendous changes made to the ordinary world in the past 80 years.
After the players launched the reforms in Qingmu County, the situation in the countryside has already undergone earth-shaking changes. Every household is at least a shingle building. This kind of simple thatched hut is absolutely difficult to see.
Along the way, both cities and villages have become exactly the same as before they came.
"What the chief said is."
Li Yuan also sighed: "According to my teacher, everyone in the country had clothes and food, everyone had school and martial arts, and there were even immortals who practiced rain and built river channels.
Compared with the present, it is completely above and below ground. "
His eyes were full of longing, and his teacher often sighed that if the country back then was still there and his original teacher was still there, his cultivation level would definitely not stop at the beginning of Qi refining.
Thinking of this, Li Yuan couldn't help but move his mind that had already given up on his cultivation base, and his expression of excitement appeared.
My own is only thirty years old, maybe,
Do not! I have made great achievements. I don’t expect to become a condensed realm cultivator who can fly like a commander around me. At least it’s okay to become a true cultivator, right?
Squeak~
The door of the thatched house opened, revealing a dark, wrinkled old man.
When he saw the two people outside, he was shocked and quickly knelt down: "Xiaomin pays homage to the two adults."
Although he didn't know the two of them, they were dressed in gorgeous clothes and wore a sword on their waists. They must be the big figures they had never seen in Niujiao Village.
"Lao Mo, stop acting, this is the proud Yangyang Chief of the First Division of the Blood Sea, and all our own immortal cultivators from the Blood Sea Guild are back!"
Li Yuan smiled and cursed at the old man, his tone relaxed and cheerful.
The old man looked ignorant and confused: "My lord, I don't know what you said..."
"Oh, my fault, I'm so oblivious."
Seeing the old man's appearance, Li Yuan's expression became serious. As soon as he lifted his fingers, the cyan internal force gushed out, drawing out a mutilated sword lotus in the air stroke by stroke.
"Li Yuan, what you said is true?"
The atmosphere loosened, and the old man, who had no internal strength or body training, stood up and asked fiercely.
His flinching appearance disappeared in an instant, and his whole spirit rose to a level instantly, his eyes bright.
It's like an indifferent old farmer in an old society who instantly becomes a temperament similar to modern people.
"Naturally it is true."
Proud Yangyang's fingers showed red mana, and after showing it, he said: "Lao Mo, can you take me to meet your leader, I want to find my wife and wife."
"Yes, sir, come with me."
The old man looked at the mana appearance in the hands of Proud Yangyang that was similar to that of the guild leaders he had seen before, and immediately believed, and couldn't help but be overjoyed.
He led the two into his low, dim wooden house. There was no one else in it, and Mo was a lonely old man who had never been married.
As soon as the proud sheep entered inside, they set their eyes on the plain earth.
"Two, please."
Sure enough, Lao Mo fumbled for a while, and opened the wooden planks under the soil, revealing a dark lacquered hole. The tunnel inside was low but extremely long, completely exceeding the detection limit of the sense of God.
Lao Mo didn't come in until the two of them entered, and he closed the hole and restored it to its original state.
The three of them entered the low tunnel and had to bend forward.
Li Yuan drew out a fire fold, but was stopped by the proud sheep, and an ultra-small fireball appeared in front of them, lighting the road.
Under the leadership of Lao Mo, the three people walked through the dense tunnel transportation network, and they were only allowed to pass through repeated confirmations by guards.
Proud Yangyang was secretly surprised. This method of burying the old nest in the ground and connecting it through a tight tunnel was able to withstand ordinary condensed realm immortals.
As long as a certain place or a certain tunnel is destroyed after receiving the news, it can definitely stop the condensed realm cultivator for a long time, and the cultivator in the refining stage may be buried alive directly.
As long as the time is gained, the people who get the news immediately retreat, even the condensed realm immortal cultivator has nothing to do with them.
And the condensed realm cultivator is already the backbone of the cultivating sect, how could he spend a lot of time digging holes to deal with a group of ant-like mortals.
It's no wonder that the participating organizations of the Blood Sea Guild survived, and even developed unknowingly many hidden personnel among mortals.
It can't be said that it is development. They were originally members of the Blood Sea Guild, but they were hiding temporarily.
And a huge number of mortals are the foundation of the Cultivation Sect.
Proud Yangyang is sure that there are definitely a group of secret spies of the Blood Sea Guild among the low-level monks of the various sects.
After walking for a long time, the three people's eyes lit up, and a warm feeling came.
As they walked in, the temperature got higher and higher, and soon approached sixty or seventy degrees, already approaching the limit of a mortal's endurance, but the two of them continued to move forward without realizing it.
A layer of light red shield covered the two of them, isolating their body temperature.
Proud Yangyang felt something abnormal, but didn't ask much.
Turning a corner, the light in front of him shone brightly, and the temperature suddenly rose by hundreds of thousands of degrees, completely surpassing the limit of mortals.
In front of them, there was a hot lava lake, and an arch bridge made of thick arm iron chains spanned this magma lake, and the iron chains in the middle even appeared red and translucent.
"Sir, come with me."
Lao Mo looked like he hadn't seen anything, and led the two of them to the center of the arch bridge without hesitation. The light red shield outside his body was scalded and its durability was consumed.
"it is good."
There was a warning sign in the heart of the proud sheep, but he didn't hesitate, and followed without hesitation.
His heart is full of longing, and he himself can't take care of the possible risks.
When they came to the center of the arch bridge, Lao Mo and Li Yuan did not move.
Suddenly more than two dozen people appeared around the iron chains on both sides, all of them were cultivators in the Qi refining period who practiced the blood sea guild's profound level exercises.
Li Yuan said very sorry: "Sir, we still need a higher level of verification. If you are rude, I will punish you after you pass the verification."
As for the failure to pass the verification, it turned out that the two of them died here together with Proud Yangyang.
"It's okay, you are conscientious, what punishment will you talk about."
The proud Yangyang waved his hand.
After waiting for a long time, there is a peak of Qi refining in the sense of the sense of the proud sheep and the sheep, the mana is several times purer than the people around, and the fluctuation of the earth-level cultivation technique breath is approaching.
"Welcome the sir to Aoki No. 1 stronghold, I don't know who you are..."
On the opposite side of the arch bridge, a middle-aged man with a face that is 50% similar to the proud sheep appeared in shape. Halfway through the conversation, he was stunned.
"Dad?"
He looked at him as proud as his son, Yang Yang shouted hesitantly, very uncertain.