Chapter: 1370

"The ancient tomb we found should be only one of the seven stars! Because of the time, the vicissitudes of life, and even the trend of the source pattern of the mountains and rivers dissipated, and it was exposed and discovered by me. ."

Hu Mazi said to Chen Ping.

Chen Ping couldn't help but sigh, that even this fake tomb has been repaired so magnificently, which is really amazing.

"Since it's a fake tomb, there shouldn't be any danger, right? Let's go in and see what treasures there are, and just take them away."

Chen Ping asked Hu Mazi.

Linghu Mazi shook his head, "There are seven patterns in this tomb. Look carefully. One of these seven patterns is where the treasures are really placed in this tomb."

"What, so much trouble?" Chen Ping was surprised!

This mausoleum is built with the pattern of seven stars swallowing the sun. I never thought that in the ancient tomb, it is still this pattern, like a nest of dolls, one ring after another.

"Now we're just looking for it slowly, and I hope we're lucky."


Hu Mazi said.

"Then can you find the other six mausoleums?"

Chen Ping asked.

Hu Mazi paused, and then said: "As for the other six mausoleums, as long as this landscape source pattern does not disappear, even me, it is difficult to find, unless it is a master who is more powerful than me!"

Chen Ping stopped talking. He had never met a master who was more powerful than this Hu Mazi. In the area of ??digging holes and tombs, even the most famous Hu Bayi in Kyoto was not even worse than Hu Mazi.

Chen Ping followed Hu Mazi and continued to walk in. The inside of this ancient tomb is huge, and there is a cave inside.

It is simply a hole in a hole, like another small world!

After walking for more than ten minutes, Chen Ping followed Hu Mazi to a piece of water. The water here was jet black, and the scene in the water could not be seen at all. In the middle of the water, there was even a small island!

Looking from where they were standing, they found a small green tree growing on the island.

This verdant green tree has extremely narrow branches, and the whole body is full of emerald green color.

The branches are not high, only one meter high, but this emerald green branch is like a fine art.

Across the distance, you can smell a dark fragrance wafting from this green tree.

This is like a dead pool of water, under this jet-black water, I don't know what is hidden.

�Green Yeats...�

As soon as I saw this small island, it seemed to be enveloped by a mysterious power, the green tree hidden in the shallows, and a look of shock appeared on the face of the sesame seed. This was a high-level spiritual grass called Qingyezhi.

It can be seen that it was transplanted and planted here by the owner of this ancient tomb, and there is even a shallow spiritual soil under this tree root.

This spirit grass cannot survive on ordinary soil.


This spiritual soil is pale cyan and granular, like the cleanest cyan sand.

That small piece of spiritual soil is actually worth a fortune.

Even a grain of spiritual soil is more precious than a grain of gold! But unfortunately, not many people have seen this kind of thing now.

"good stuff."

Chen Ping was short of breath. The first time he saw this thing, Chen Ping knew it was a baby!

Hundreds of meters apart, Chen Ping could feel the aura emanating from Yezhi Green, that kind of aura that transcended all kinds of worldliness and had no trace of impurities. For Chen Ping, it was simply a priceless treasure.

"I went to pick it up..."

Chen Ping jumped up, and then went straight to the green Yeats.

"Don't be reckless, be careful..."

Hu Mazi knew that there must be hidden weapon mechanisms or protection of beasts around this precious spirit grass. Chen Ping would be in danger if he rushed over in a daze. JrNovels.com