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Chapter 1857

"Is this Lingchi's tomb?"

Yun Yi and Shen Qingxue were pulled into the tomb, but were shocked by the scene in front of them.

Compared to other tombs where there is only a sarcophagus, the tomb of Lingchi, the only human being, looks like a room with a bed and daily necessities.

Is this person in front of me living under a tomb?

At this time, Yun Yi calmed down and took a good look at the old man in front of him.

He was about sixty years old, with long gray hair that was tied simply and carelessly behind his back. His beard had obviously been simply trimmed, but it still gave him a slovenly appearance.

Although he is old, his waist is straight and his overall attire is sloppy, but he still gives people the feeling of a sharp guy.

Is this an expert from outside the world?

After the old man pulled Yun Yi and Shen Qingxue into the tomb and closed the tomb door, the gods and demons outside gave up their attack and continued the battle between the gods and demons.

"This is my tomb." The old man said suddenly.

ah?

Yun Yi and Shen Qingxue suddenly exclaimed, what the hell?

The old man said angrily: "Why are you looking at me like this? I'm not an undead spirit."

"What's the meaning?"

"Aren't you the only human being who could be buried in the cemetery of the undead during the great war a hundred thousand years ago?"

The old man said angrily: "Who told you that human beings are qualified to be buried in the cemetery of the immortal?"

"ah?"

Yun Yi and Shen Qingxue were confused again. Human beings are not even qualified to be buried in the immortal cemetery. However, if humans are not qualified to be buried in the immortal cemetery, then what happened to Ling Chi, the master of the human race's sword in the sky?

Yun Yi asked: "Senior, are you Ling Chi, the Master of the Heavenly Sword?"

"That's right." The old man nodded.

"Then your tomb..."

"This is the tomb I built for myself, but if I really die, I am not qualified to die here, because I am just the guardian of the immortal cemetery."

Yun Yi and the two were speechless again.

The old man Ling Chi continued: "The tomb is a hundred thousand years old, because this is the residence of the guardians of the Immortal Cemetery for generations. I usually live here and maintain the cemetery. I have been working here for thirty-eight years."

The pallbearer."

Working hard?

When Yun Yi heard the old man's words, he immediately smiled bitterly and said: "Senior, when you were working as a pallbearer, a grave was dug in the cemetery, didn't you know?"

"Of course I know." Ling Chi stared.

"Who dug that?"

"how could I know?"

Yun Yi didn't know whether to laugh or cry. The old man was quite confident.

Ling Chi then said in a cold voice: "Anyway, as the guardian of the spirit, those tomb thieves dared to come to the Immortal Cemetery and dig up so many corpses of gods and demons. I will definitely capture them and take away the corpses of gods and demons."

Come back, if you can’t bring them back, I will bury them inside.”

Yun Yi and Shen Qingxue looked at each other in confusion. The identity of the old man in front of them was mysterious, and even Yun Yi couldn't see through his cultivation level, so he was afraid that he really had that ability.

At this time, Ling Chi asked Yun Yi: "How did you people enter Longyuan and also enter the cemetery?"

Yun Yi immediately revealed his plan to leave Misty Mountain via Longyuan.

"Leave Misty Mountain via Longyuan?" Ling Chi asked in surprise.

Yun Yi nodded.
Chapter completed!
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