Who among the gangsters wants to fall in love?

Chapter 389 Burn, Burn, Burn

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In the middle of the night, the drizzle was hazy, and the branches and leaves of the vegetation on Cangshan Mountain nodded continuously with the beating of raindrops. In the imperial mausoleum, lanterns were hung everywhere, flickering with dim yellow candlelight.

Whizzing.

The underground palace was completely silent and dark, with only the sound of two people's footsteps echoing. However, the cold wind was blowing so hard that it made people feel cold all over.

Zi Yi was very scared, so she walked right next to Zhao Wumian, walking down the stone steps just ahead of him.

click-

Zhao Wumian turned the fire starter and raised his hand. A dim light came on. There were candlesticks on both sides of the surrounding stone walls, but the lamp oil had long since turned into charred stains, obviously having not been used for many years.

As you go deeper, you can see ancient patterns like dragon scales on the stone walls on both sides, which extend to the end of the light from the fire stick, and your complete outline is no longer visible.

Zhao Wumian raised his hand and gently stroked the rough lines, "Zhulong... Jiuli really worships it to the core."

Zi Yi was a little frightened by the gust of wind. Hearing this, he forced himself to look around and said carefully:

"This looks like the outline of a dragon's tail... Jiuli built the underground palace based on the shape of the candle dragon. We are currently in the dragon's tail area..."

As we were talking, we finally reached the end of the stone steps. The surroundings were spacious, but too dark. When I looked closely, I didn't know if it was an illusion caused by the heavy yin energy, but I always felt that evil spirits would rush out from the darkness at any time and anywhere.

When Zi Yi looked up, Zhao Wumian in front of her suddenly stopped. She was distracted and didn't react in time, so she bumped into Zhao Wumian's back. However, she had a good figure and a buffer zone, so apart from being crushed and rebounded, there was no other reaction.

It just made the already quiet space suddenly filled with the sound of a 'gurgling' flesh.

Zi Yi's pretty face blushed slightly, and she quickly covered her clothes to prevent the two big balls from continuing to tremble, but before she could ask, there was a strange sound beside her.

Wipe————

A sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded, and a black shadow slid out of the darkness like a poisonous snake out of a cave, or like a ghost. In the blink of an eye, it rushed into the three-step light of the fire lighter, raised its claws and went straight to Zhao Wumian's neck, with murderous aura.

Zi Yi's heart skipped a beat, her heart beating like a drum. The person was coming so fast that she couldn't even see his clothes. She could only vaguely catch a glimpse of a dark blue hand under the wide sleeves from the corner of her eye.

There's someone in the underground palace! ?
Zhao Wumian frowned slightly, but he was already on guard, and his palm on the hilt of the sword moved slightly.

Choke————

A silver line suddenly lit up within the three-step light illuminated by the fire starter.

The man in purple was almost sticking to Zhao Wumian's back, but even though the distance was so close, he only saw a flash of cold light suddenly emerge from under his cloak, brushing past the man's neck cleanly and neatly, and then he sheathed the knife smoothly.

The speed was so fast and the knife's momentum was so steady that the fire from the fire lighter held in Zhao Wumian's other hand didn't even flicker.

clang!
But such a clean and sharp knife only produced a spark in the darkness, and there was a crisp sound as if it was hitting iron or stone.

"Huh? This feel...Zhu Jiutian?" Zhao Wumian also exclaimed lightly, with a hint of surprise in his tone.

Zhao Wumian's slash of sword did not break the attacker's defense, but the remaining energy penetrated his body and turned him into a black arrow that flew backwards.

But Zhao Wumian had no intention of letting him go so easily. As soon as the man made a move to fly backwards, Zhao Wumian's hand on the hilt of the knife suddenly stretched out, clamped the man's forearm, and pulled it back violently. At the same time, he stomped his boots on the ground, bounced in the air, and bent his knees to hit the man's jaw heavily.

boom!
As his energetic energy was released, Zi Yi lost his balance and fell backwards.

Zhao Wumian bent his knees in mid-air and smashed down, followed by a sudden downward push with his other boot, stepping heavily and cleanly on the face of the intruder. In the blink of an eye, the back of the intruder's head touched the ground, and there was a loud 'click' sound, and the floor tiles cracked inch by inch.

Everything happened at the same time, but in the blink of an eye, Zhao Wumian had already let go of the forearm of the intruder, reached his palm to the side and downward, hugged the slender waist of the person in purple, and pulled hard.

Whoosh————

When Zi Yi came to her senses, she found herself pressed against Zhao Wumian's chest without knowing when, and her body had been flattened. Such a violent movement only caused the dim light around Zhao Wumian to shake slightly.

Zi Yi buried her face in Zhao Wumian's shoulder, and quickly tilted her little face back to look at him, her eyes filled with amazement, staring straight at Zhao Wumian's profile, her heart beating very fast.

Later, she saw that Zhao Wumian was staring at the person under his feet. Finally, Zi Yi reacted and hurriedly lowered her head to look in the direction of the firelight. Her pretty face turned pale and she was so scared that her whole body was covered with hair.

The guy whose foot Zhao Wumian kicked into a big hole in the floor tiles was wearing an extremely complicated and luxurious dragon robe. His hair was all white, but his skin was black and dry, with no blood at all. His eye sockets were black, without even any eyeballs.

At this moment, his face was stepped on by Zhao Wumian. Logically speaking, no matter how advanced his horizontal training skills were, he would be confused for a while when the energy entered his brain. However, this man was unmoved. He made a slight "ho ho" sound in his throat and kept struggling.

Although Zhao Wumian subdued this man with ease, his eyes also contained a bit of surprise, "Zombie? Jiuli can make zombies!?"

There are no so-called zombies in this world. Zi Yi calmed down, lowered his eyes and looked carefully, and asked Cai Cai to come out and smell it, then he said with certainty:
"It's a corpse puppet, essentially controlled by a poisonous insect... Look at the clothes, it looks like the King of Nanzhao... Zhu Jiutian didn't use the King of Nanzhao to refine a poisonous insect, but refined him into a corpse puppet?"

Zhao Wumian was slightly startled. "If Jiuli had this ability, wouldn't they have accumulated an army of 100,000 corpse puppets over the past few decades? They don't need morale, food, or armor, and they are like an iron army. Wouldn't they be able to easily conquer the world?"

"How can it be so easy... First of all, it is extremely difficult to refine a corpse puppet. Secondly, it has no consciousness, only instincts, even worse than wild beasts. Thirdly, its weakness is too fatal. It is afraid of fire..."

Zi Yi calmed down a bit. As long as it wasn't a real ghost, it was her expertise at the moment.

She raised her hand to take the fire starter from Zhao Wumian's hand, and reached down. The corpse's skin immediately made a hissing sound and it struggled more violently, but Zhao Wumian's boots were like a mountain pressing on its body, making it unable to move at all.

Zi Yi looked at the corpse puppet for a moment, frowned, and whispered in confusion: "But the corpse puppet should not be so hard, how could it possibly block your knife..."

Zhao Wumian thought of the battle with Zhu Jiutian. At that time, Zhu Jiutian had not yet summoned the Dragon Transformation Gu. Zhao Wumian stabbed his throat with a knife but failed to pierce his skin.

Could the dragon-transforming Gu alone give him such strong bones and skin? It would be fine if he could just block other warriors, but he was blocking Zhao Wumian.

Zhao Wumian had some guesses in his heart, and said, "This little fire can't burn all the corpses... Let's go to the depths of the underground palace and take a look."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Wumian opened his purple robe, raised his leg and kicked the city corpse puppet in the jaw. It immediately flew backwards like an arrow and embedded itself in the stone wall.

Before it could break free, a huge square stone brick suddenly came flying towards it, like a coffin lid, smashing it into the stone wall and getting it stuck.

Zhao Wumian subdued the corpse puppet neatly and continued to go deeper with Zi Yi. The stone walls along the way were still engraved with candle dragon patterns. Immediately afterwards, several loud "bangs" were heard, and one after another, corpse puppets were embedded into the stone walls by Zhao Wumian in the same way.

The corpse puppets include not only the King of Nanzhao, but also some poor people of other identities, but the same thing is that every corpse puppet is ridiculously hard.

The underground palace is in the shape of a long snake with no forks. It was indeed built in imitation of the Candle Dragon. There are some dilapidated buildings of different heights along the way, but no one has lived in them for so many years that they are obviously dilapidated and there is nothing left.

But Ziyi still found some worn bamboo tubes and slowly compared them with the ancient books he had brought from the imperial city based on the handwriting.

Zhao Wumian is a man of the world and has experience in competing with others in wits and courage, but he should let his wife handle such academic matters.

At the "heart" position of the Zhulong Underground Palace, there is a stone wall. In front of the stone wall is a small table. The candle oil on the table is still relatively new, and it is obvious that someone has been here not long ago. It is obviously Zhu Jiutian.

There were also some essays on the table. Zhao Wumian took a look at them and found that they were written in Central Plains characters, but they were research notes on the Dragon Transformation Gu.

Zhao Wumian had no interest in the Dragon Transformation Gu, but a sentence in the document caught his attention.

"Only with the Xuantian Colored Glaze Body as the foundation, can a mortal body withstand the backlash of the Dragon Transformation Gu..." Zhao Wumian raised his eyebrows slightly, "Xuantian Colored Glaze Body?"

He looked up at the stone wall and saw lines of small words.

It is a kind of martial art, and it is probably the Xuantian Liuli Body written in Zhu Jiutian's essay.

The characters used are also from the Central Plains, and it is obvious that they were left by a warrior from the Central Plains. I don’t know which expert he was, but just looking at the worn-out traces of the small characters, it must be at least hundreds of years old.

Sixteen large characters were engraved at the beginning.

"Xuantian Immortal Art, forging a glass body. People in the secular world will die if they practice it..." Zi Yi withdrew his gaze from the document in his hand, looked towards the stone wall, frowned, and read out softly with a surprised tone.

"From the name, this is a martial art practice, but it's actually a fairy art? Is this an exaggeration, or..."

Zi Yi pondered for a moment, thinking of those stone-like corpses, and muttered softly:

"Zhu Jiutian is using the corpse puppet to practice this horizontal training to avoid risks... I don't know whether this so-called 'immortal technique' is true or false."

But she still couldn't help but get excited for Zhao Wumian.

"No matter if it's an exaggeration or not, Zhu Jiutian's horizontal training skills are obvious to all. If he can do it, you can definitely do it too! You are not inferior to him in any way! And haven't you always been lacking an external skill? Anyway, you have the Naraku Red Silk, which can be deduced infinitely, so you are not afraid of the risk... Try practicing it? This girl will protect you."

Zhao Wumian looked up at the stone wall. He had been a gigolo all his life and learned most of his martial arts from his wife, aunt and Jiuer.

I never thought that one day I would be lucky enough to have a "martial arts adventure".

Based on his understanding of martial arts, he could see that this was an extremely advanced external skill.

It would certainly not be a problem for Zhao Wumian to find a unique external skill in the martial arts world, but if this Xuantian Liuli body is really an immortal skill as Zhu Jiutian said, then it should be superior to the entire martial arts world, let alone being unique in the martial arts world.

Just like Zhao Wumian's magic of transformation, the essence of it is a glimpse into the realm of cultivation...it cannot be compared with worldly martial arts at all.

But Zhao Wumian still felt something was not right. Zhu Jiutian was obviously not a warrior like Yangshe Congyun who would openly teach his life-saving martial arts to others.

If Xuantian Liuli Body was really so ferocious, Zhu Jiutian would probably want to destroy the stone wall directly to prevent others from learning it.

Even if it is extremely difficult to learn secretly, we should still be prepared for the worst, right?

Zhao Wumian stroked the hilt of the knife, pondered for a few seconds, and suddenly drew the knife out of the sheath. The cold light left a thin mark on the stone wall, which scared Zi Yi.

"What are you doing?"

Zhao Wumian narrowed his eyes and looked at the fine marks on the stone wall. "I used all my strength with this knife, but this is the only mark I could make? There's a problem..." Zhao Wumian gathered his strength again and used the trick of The Difficult Road to Shu. After accumulating momentum, he chopped the stone wall hard again, hitting the exact spot where the fine mark was made.

But this time, he couldn't even make the fine lines deeper. Instead, his palms became numb and blood appeared on the knuckles.

Zhao Wumian had only seen stone walls of this texture in the Penglai Underground Palace, but that was specially made by the Chen Kingdom using the inlaid gold and Boshan furnace to solidify the space. Now this stone wall obviously could not have anything to do with space solidification, otherwise there wouldn't even be a trace of it.

Zi Yi knew what Zhao Wumian was worried about, and felt relieved.

"It seems that Zhu Jiutian doesn't want to destroy the stone wall, but he can't."

Zhao Wumian still didn't dare to practice this technique randomly. Zhu Jiutian knew that Zhao Wumian was going to Dali to seek revenge on him, but he came to Cangshan first. It was impossible for him to come here just to stroll around.

Zhao Wumian looked at Zi Yi, "What else is written in the ancient book you found?"

Zi Yi came to his senses, sat down in front of the small desk, took out the document and compared it with the other books found here.

Although no one taught her the Jiuli characters, she had been studying them these days. After a moment, she whispered to herself:
"Cangshan...Tomb...Whose tomb is it?"

"Tomb?" Zhao Wumian frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and then looked at the stone wall, "The texture of this stone wall is so good, is there..."

Zhao Wumian was a man of action. Once he had an idea, he immediately gripped the hilt of the knife with both hands, took a deep breath, mobilized the magic of transformation, raised his arm and stabbed into the stone wall...with no obstruction.

After materializing the Wuhen Sword, he immediately drew out the sword and looked inside along the gap created by the blade... There was indeed a different world behind the stone wall!

You can vaguely see a stone platform in the middle, and on the platform is a crystal coffin.

Zhao Wumian took a deep breath. This place was indeed not that simple.

If an ordinary person came here, he would definitely feel that he had gained a lot after obtaining the Xuantian Liuli Body, and would neglect the tomb chamber inside the stone wall.

He raised his hand and gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. "I'll use the Immortal Transformation Technique to go in and take a look. Who knows if there's any mechanism..."

Zi Yi bit her lower lip and immediately wanted to scold him, "Your injury hasn't healed yet, and you're trying to kill yourself by using this method again?"
But Zhao Wumian did not give her the chance to speak. He immediately used the Huaxu Immortal Technique to sink into the stone wall. Zi Yi could only stomp her feet hard on the spot.

"fool!"

Kaka————

Just as he cursed, the stone wall suddenly made a few deep friction sounds and then slowly rose up.

Zhao Wumian looked pale, and slowly appeared from behind the stone wall. He smiled at Zi Yi and said, "I knew there must be a mechanism."

Zi Yi gritted her teeth, feeling angry and anxious. Zhao Wumian didn't care about his own health at all, and she was really afraid that he would die suddenly one day.

She glared at him fiercely, but if Zhao Wumian didn't use the Void Transformation Technique, there was no telling how long the two of them would be stuck here. She couldn't get angry either, so she walked into the stone chamber with a stern face and looked at the crystal coffin. She couldn't tell what was inside from the outside.

Looking back at the surroundings of the stone chamber, there are all kinds of daily necessities such as futons, candles, beds, etc., and they are relatively new.

There is also a shelf next to it, on which are placed all kinds of bottles and jars... There are five bottles of Jiuli Gu alone.

"It seems that this is the place where Zhu Jiutian really practiced martial arts in seclusion... This old man can even use tricks to deceive people. The imperial mausoleum, underground palace, stone walls, and dark rooms are getting harder and harder to find..."

Zi Yi retracted her gaze and looked towards the crystal coffin. The little white snake was still coiled on Zhao Wumian's shoulder. It raised its little face and looked towards the coffin, hissing.

"What did Bai Suzhen say?"

"This coffin has the heaviest yin energy..." Zi Yi's eyes showed some worry.
"Look at the solidity of the stone wall outside. To be honest, it wouldn't be a big deal even if there is a corpse of an immortal in this coffin... We are tomb robbers. Once we push the coffin lid, there is no guarantee that something strange will happen."

Zhao Wumian looked around the crystal coffin for a few times. Even with the help of the sword, he couldn't sense what was hidden inside. However, there were new fingerprints on the coffin lid, which were probably left in the past few days.

"Zhu Jiutian moved this coffin just a few days ago. If there was retribution, he would have died somewhere long ago."

"Then you drive?"

"Well... Zhu Jiutian might be trying to trick us. He might just touch the coffin lid and not open it..."

Zhao Wumian pondered for a few seconds and decided that now that he was here, he couldn’t just go back like this.

He suddenly grabbed the little hand of the girl in purple and ran more than ten feet away. The young lovers hid behind the stone wall and looked at the coffin curiously.

Then he held the Wuhen Knife in his backhand and threw it with all his might as if he were throwing a javelin.

call out! Bang!
The Wuhen Sword hit the coffin lid accurately, and the sword and the coffin lid flew in opposite directions. Immediately afterwards, a black gas visible to the naked eye suddenly rose into the sky from the coffin, as if it were condensed into a substantial evil spirit.

"The immortal is angry!" Zi Yi's pretty face turned pale in an instant, and she shrank tightly into Zhao Wumian's arms. Zhao Wumian was also pulled behind the stone wall to hide.

But after a few seconds, there was nothing unusual except the black air, so the two of them poked their heads in to look inside again.

In fact, after the coffin was opened, Zhao Wumian already knew what was inside, but he rarely saw Zi Yi so scared, and he thought she was cute and silly, so he just played with Zi Yi.

He patted the purple-clothed woman's raised buttocks lightly to indicate that everything was fine, picked up the sword, flew into the coffin, raised his hand and took out a small porcelain bottle from it with a smile on his face.

"We are overthinking. Zhu Jiutian is not that sinister. Maybe some ancient powerful being was buried in this coffin before. But with Zhu Jiutian's unruly temper, he must have opened the coffin and taken out the body to use as a medicinal material for making Gu... The Dragon Gu might have come from this place."

Zi Yi covered her buttocks and blinked her eyes. She wanted to curse, but felt that this was not the time to flirt.

She took a few steps closer, took the porcelain bottle, looked at it for a few seconds, and sniffed it a few times, with a look of surprise on her face, "Dragon Transformation Gu? Zhu Jiutian has a second one?"

Zhao Wumian thought of Zhu Jiutian's bitter smile before his death, "He himself didn't want to look like that. This may not be the second copy... but an improved version that has not yet been completed."

Zi Yi pondered for a few seconds, "I will take it back and perfect it. If I can give it to you..."

"I don't want to become like Zhu Jiutian, who is neither human nor ghost."

"You have a congenital body that is immune to all poisons, but Zhu Jiutian doesn't. The Dragon Transformation Gu is the result of Zhu Jiutian's hundred years of hard work. After taking it, you will only absorb the poison and strengthen your body..." Zi Yi thought of Zhu Jiutian's external power that made him invulnerable to swords and guns, and a smile appeared on his face.

While the two were talking, Zhao Wumian's ears suddenly moved slightly and he heard some noise.

When he heard the sound and looked, he saw that the corpse puppet that he had embedded in the stone wall in the distance suddenly went mad, and ran towards the dark room in a twisted posture that went against the structure of the human body.

"Ho ho!"

A roar that was not human sounded from their mouths.

Zi Yi was slightly stunned, looked at the Dragon Transformation Gu in her hand, then looked at the corpse puppets that suddenly went crazy, and her pretty face turned pale in an instant.

"Without the restriction of the coffin, the Yin energy fills the underground palace, making these corpse puppets active... They want to eat the Dragon Transformation Gu!"

Before Zi Yi finished her words, Zhao Wumian picked her up and ran away.

"I almost fainted after using the Void Transformation Technique just now. These corpse puppets cannot be killed. Let's retreat first!"

"Wait! There are a lot of treasures!"

Zi Yi looked at the bottles and jars in the dark room. These were all precious items that were extremely beneficial to Zhao Wumian's physique!

But she didn't bring any luggage on this trip, and there was no space ring in this world. Zi Yi simply gritted her teeth, raised her hands and tore open her skirt, immediately exposing a pair of white thighs in the air, which made Zhao Wumian even more dizzy.

She hurriedly packed up the bottles and jars, as well as the stacks of documents on the table.

Before she had time to tie the package, Zhao Wumian lifted her up from behind, holding her legs and buttocks with his hands. The wonderful touch of his palms boosted his spirits, and he flew away.

The corpse puppet stared with its dark eyes, even though it could not see anything, it followed its instinct to sense the Yin Qi of the Dragon-Transforming Gu, and ran after Zhao Wumian, all the way out of the cave, the imperial mausoleum, and even into Cangshan Mountain.

Zhao Wumian was so tired that he was panting and sweating profusely. Seeing that the corpse puppet was still chasing him, he suddenly remembered the scholar's words and became interested. He panted and smiled at Zi Yi intermittently:

"Girl, do you want to be an arsonist with me?"

"Huh? What does that mean?"

"This is the new trick I just learned in the martial arts world, the way to marry a good wife!"

Zhao Wumian took the time to take out a fire starter, raised his hand and threw it, using his internal energy to shake the flame, spreading it among the branches and leaves in the forest.

Whoosh——————

The dense rain could not stop the gradually spreading fire. Soon the flames spread, black smoke rose into the sky, and half of the night sky was illuminated red by the flames.

Zhao Wumian carried Zi Yi on his shoulders, his hands tightly holding the bottles and jars wrapped in the cloth. As he ran, the bottles and jars bumped against each other and made crisp sounds.

She looked at the raging fire with her beautiful eyes, but deep in her heart she felt a sense of absurdity and excitement as if she and Zhao Wumian were making a big fuss in the martial arts world.

She raised one arm high, showing a rare little girl's innocent joy.

"happy!"

"These corpses are pitiful people. They can't rest in peace even after death. Now I will help them cremate!"

After saying that, Zhao Wumian laughed loudly, faced the firelight, carried the purple robe, and ran down the mountain...

He ended his last trip to Nanzhao.

(End of this chapter)