"The Dragon King is not using these corpses to scare people, but if the mechanism fails, when you damage or move the corpses just now, the poisonous corpse elixir hidden in the corpses will also be erupted." When Chi Jian said this.

, glanced dullly at the old Taoist priest and the mourner.

 Made the three of them look embarrassed.

“It must have been too long, and many mechanisms have aged and malfunctioned, so these corpses did not detonate the poisonous corpse elixir in their bodies when they sat up.” Chi Jian finally concluded.

 The thief is worthy of being the thief.

 Sharing a sword is a profession.

"Brother Sword Sharpener, you are really amazing. Your vision and knowledge are simply more professional than those of a tomb robber. Anyway, I didn't expect that there would be so many doorways and mechanisms in the next tomb. Let's ask a less capable tomb robber to dig it.

This imperial mausoleum from a thousand years ago, let alone successfully pass the suspension bridge of the Dead Man's Walk, I'm afraid it can't even be recognized as a fake tomb."

As the saying goes, the speaker is unintentional and the listener is interested. The words of a mourner will make others subconsciously take a second look at the sharp sword.

 Subsequently, everyone reached a consensus.

 Don't touch the nine human and dragon corpses if you have nothing to do.

 Lest you accidentally trigger the poisonous corpse elixir in the corpse.

 …

Since the nine human-dragon corpses were not in danger for the time being, everyone gathered around the Hualong Pond where the corpse liquid had dried up, and then carefully and cautiously descended to the bottom of the pond.

When we entered the bottom of the pond and took a closer look, we discovered that the tree stump at the bottom of the pond was far more visually impactful than what we saw on the shore.

“For such a huge tree, the first thing I thought of was the Jianmu from myths and legends.” The old Taoist priest sighed in surprise.

But immediately, everyone was shocked to discover that this log tree stump, which had been soaked in corpse fluid for thousands of years, was still as new as when it was first cut down. The roots of the tree stump stretched out under the pond and into the ground of the platform.

I don't know where it leads.

 Especially.

This tree stump has been soaked in the foul-smelling corpse fluid for so long.

 Surprisingly, there is no pungent stench of a rotting corpse at all.

 Just the opposite.

It also has the fragrance of thousand-year-old agarwood.

The old Taoist priest seemed to have thought of something. He surrounded the tree stump and said in surprise: "The Lord of Teng Kingdom buried himself wet in this Hualong Pond. Could this tree stump be the legendary soul-nurturing tree?"

 Speaking of this, the old Taoist priest's eyes widened in shock.

 “Mother!”

"Sure enough, he is worthy of being the king of a country, even if it is just the imperial mausoleum of the king of a small country. These rare treasures collected from all over the world have opened my eyes today. Such a huge tree that is thousands of years old to nourish the soul.

Mu, I never dared to think about it before."

“It’s no wonder that there are so many thieves in this world, they always like to lurk day and night and burrow underground. Just because of this broadened horizons and being able to see all kinds of legendary treasures, even if it means death, it is worth it.”

 The old Taoist priest sighed in admiration.

At this time, even the monk Hongzhao, the elder of Bailong Temple’s Enlightenment Priest, looked up with emotion and looked up at the huge stone tablet hanging above his head.

Monk Hongzhao clasped his hands together and sang a Buddhist chant in a low voice with emotion: "Amitabha, the Lord of Teng Kingdom, or the Dragon King, the burial objects after his death are not ordinary at all."

“In addition to the ten thousand year soul-nurturing tree in front of us, even the magnet above our heads is not as simple as a stone from the sky.”

“The Teng text on this magnet means ‘corpse-suppressing stele’ when translated.”

 “Corpse stele?” The captain looked at Monk Hongzhao in confusion.

As a result, the old Taoist priests, mourners, and country goddesses all looked shocked and horrified when they heard the words "Corpse Memorial Monument."

 “Corpse-suppressing Monument!”

The mourner brothers looked up at the magnet above their heads in stunned silence, muttering, if it was really a corpse-suppressing monument, they would not lose at all if they just folded it into their hands.

Seeing the horrified looks on several people's faces, the captain became even more curious: "Master Hongzhao, what exactly is a corpse-suppressing stele?"

Monk Hongzhao once again glanced at the huge black stele hanging above his head, lowered his head and said: "Amitabha, I won't be able to explain the origin of this corpse-suppressing stele in detail to the captain for a while. I can only say that if we have this huge stele in front of us,

The tree stump is really a tree that nourishes the soul for ten thousand years, so the origin of the corpse-suppressing stele is no less precious than the tree that nourishes the soul for ten thousand years."

"No wonder the leader of the Teng Kingdom is so confident. He set up the Hualong Pond, confident that he can come back from the dead on the Huangquan Road. It is also a soul-nurturing tree, a corpse-suppressing stele, and a Hualong Pond of the Nine Sons of Dragons and Dragonfly Dian Shui Bureau.
Chapter completed!