Inside the real tomb!

Three days passed, and Hu Mazi looked at Chen Ping helplessly. He found that he was with Chen Ping, and there was no way to cultivate.

Chen Pingping was like a powerful water absorbing machine, absorbing all the spiritual energy into his body.

It has only been three days, and Yezhi Qing has withered, and even the spiritual soil on the ground has turned dark brown, and there is no trace of spiritual energy!

Hu Mazi originally thought it would take at least a month, but now it's only three days, all the spiritual energy in Yezhi and the spiritual soil has been absorbed by Chen Ping!

At this time, Hu Mazi also knew why Chen Ping had such strength at such a young age.

Chen Ping's exercises are too perverted.

At this time, Chen Ping also slowly opened his eyes, looked at the withered Yezhi, and let out a long breath.

A green Yezhi plant and spiritual soil actually raised Chen Ping's Wuhou realm by a level, and now Chen Ping is a second-rank Wuhou.

"Master Hu, how long has it been since then?"

Chen Ping saw that Hu Mazi was staring at him closely, so he asked.

"Three days..."

Hu Mazi said with no anger.

"Three days?" Chen Ping didn't think that Ye Zhi's spiritual energy would be gone so quickly: "Can't you cultivate for at least a month?"

"If you are an ordinary immortal cultivator, you can do it for a month, but what kind of exercises have you practiced? It's too perverted, isn't it?"

"Just like a water pump, all the spiritual energy is sucked into your body, and I haven't caught anything at all..."

Hu Mazi shouted at Chen Ping loudly.

When Chen Ping heard this, he immediately seemed very embarrassed.

"I'm sorry, I didn't think about it so much. After I go out, I will compensate you for some herbs, which can be regarded as compensation..."

Chen Ping smiled awkwardly.

"You don't have to wait to go out, I'm going to meet the baby later, I want to share a little more..."

Hu Mazi said.

"And baby?"

Chen Ping was shocked: "Isn't this Qing Yezhi not a treasure? Isn't this a fake tomb? How can there be a treasure?"

Chen Ping thought that this green Yeats was a treasure, and there was nothing else in this mausoleum.

"Even if it's a fake tomb, it's impossible to have only this little Green Yezhi, otherwise you'll look down on the real person too much!"

After Hu Mazi finished speaking, he jumped up and walked towards the shore.

Chen Ping followed closely and was very excited.

It never occurred to me that there are still treasures in this fake tomb.

"These seven stars swallow the sun, and the rest of the seven stars are not worth it. The most important thing, without a doubt, is the last "swallowing the sun".

"This mausoleum is not a real mausoleum, but one of the seven false tombs."

"But the treasures in it are not something that one Green Yezhi can pass away. In the final pattern, there will be big treasures!"

Hu Mazi followed Chen Ping to explain.

A spirit grass like Green Yezhi is nothing in this fake tomb. If you find the real tomb, wouldn't the treasures in it be even more heaven-defying?

When Chen Ping thought of this, he couldn't be more excited. If there was a chance, he must find this real tomb.

But to find the real tomb, I am afraid it will be even more difficult.

But even if this is a fake mausoleum, the pattern of swallowing the sun at the end is what Chen Ping is looking forward to.

Hu Mazi took Chen Ping to walk in the tomb. The tomb was huge, and even the well-informed Hu Mazi was shocked.

Hu Mazi has robbed countless tombs, and he has never seen such a large tomb.

All the way, Hu Mazi ignored other places, didn't even look at it, as if he had a clear purpose, and went straight to the next place, which made Chen Ping a little puzzled.

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